Chapter 239: When I'm crazy, it's easy to control myself

Half a month later.

On the grasslands where the snow melts, the ice grass that survives the severe cold greets the spring sun with the green that has survived the wind and frost.

And the 22,000 Ming army, which also fought nearly 6,000 miles in the bitter cold, also faced the first batch of enemies in the spring sunshine......

"They don't want us to go to Kobdo, which will soon turn into a rich pasture, where our horses will recover."

Yang Feng looked at the Mongolian cavalry that had begun to attack and said.

However, the latter did not have many troops.

It is estimated that there are less than 10,000 riders

Although this looks at the grassland, it can already be said that it is boundless.

They were divided into small groups of hundreds or thousands of horsemen to attack from almost all directions, and all the tribes in the vicinity should have gathered, and near Kobdo was a bunch of large and small lakes, and the whole area belonged to a huge basin, which was arguably the best pasture in the Western Mongolian Plateau. Now that the weather is getting warmer, this kind of lake is the fastest growing grass, and in a few days at most, the shores of Lake Hall, Lake Dele, and Lake Hallstone will all become the most beautiful grassland pictures, and at that time, their expeditionary force that needs to be restored the most will soon be resurrected.

The opponent is sober.

So they had to be stopped before they reached Lake Har.

"But this force is clearly wrong."

Zhang Fu said.

By this time, the Mongol cavalry attacking them had already begun to storm the formation.

Because the ammunition was limited and the lethality of firearms had to be maximized, Yang Feng gave them a new firing distance, within 20 zhang of rapid-fire guns and 10 zhang of three-eyed guns.

Pasty face salvo!

So before that, the Ming army was waiting quietly behind the camel.

"The time is too short, the various departments have not completed the assembly, we have arrived here from Hala and Lin, it will take less than a month, even if they withdraw here much faster than us, it will take half a month, and the main tribes such as the Ross are south of Jinshan, and they have been ordered to assemble, and then rush to participate in the battle, it will take at least a month, so these are still called by Arutai nearby.

To the north of here, there is also the Hui Te, whose leader is the Vulture Polo.

The Four Chiefs of Warat.

Ugqi Hashha, Haohai Dayu, Taiping, put the bald Polo.

Originating from the forest tribes, they were actually not the same as the Mongols, but belonged to the colder mountain forests to the north, and they developed because Hu Yuan relocated a large number of Han artisans to Qianzhou, where they lived. ”

Yang Feng said.

Qianzhou is roughly Tuva.

Originally, in history, it was Mahamu, the son of Haohai Dayu, Taiping, who canonized Zhu Di, who was accepted by the three of the Vulture Polo, and was regarded as the vassal county king of the Ming Dynasty.

Mahamu's son Tuhuan cooperated with the Ming Dynasty to defeat the Tatars, and Tuhuan's son also went first.

Therefore, it also belonged to the Ming Dynasty to raise tigers.

At this moment, the Mongol cavalrymen raised their bows and arrows on horseback......

"Put!"

Zhang Fu shouted.

All rapid-fire cannons instantly shoot flames.

In the dense sound of cannons, the shotguns swept through the enemy who was only fifty meters away like a raging storm.

Then there was a crowd of people turning on their backs.

However, these Mongol cavalry still bravely attacked, relying on their superb horsemanship, leaping over their fallen comrades, and even stepping on their bodies, quickly rushing through the obstacles created by the shotguns, and continuing to scream and charge towards the camel city.

But then came a salvo of countless three-eyed guns.

Then more Mongol cavalry fell, and in their confusion, the reloaded rapid-fire cannons sprayed fire again, and the dead bodies of men and horses piled up in front of the camel city. The Mongolian cavalry behind continued to attack, and even when they were blocked, they simply jumped off their horses and rushed straight to the camel city, but what was waiting for them was the bow and arrow of the Ming cavalry on the war horse in the camel city. Only a few Mongol cavalry were able to rush to the camel city, but they needed to face the most elite soldiers of this era, countless spears pierced out from the back of the camels, and in the gaps between the camels, one by one the Ming troops in heavy armor and holding long knives bravely slaughtered out.

Relying on the high-quality armor of their bodies, they almost ignored the enemy's attacks, and their long knives turned into cold light that pierced the air, severing limbs one by one in the burst of blood.

And those rapid-fire guns finish loading.

The Mongol soldiers, who had already dismounted and rushed to the edge of the camel city, watched in horror as they erupted one by one.

Then the flesh splatters in the shotgun strike.

And such a scene is staged around camel cities on the vast grassland.

The war horses of the Ming army were tired and needed enough time to recover, so Zhu Di gave up his favorite cavalry attack, and all the cavalry used for assault shrank into one camel city after another, and then one camel city supported each other to form a chessboard array. And the hot air balloon in mid-air Zhou Xing personally commanded in the air, and he was extremely experienced, looking at the entire battlefield condescendingly, and constantly using flags to give orders to a small number of elite cavalry standing by in the chessboard array.

Then they made short assaults.

Of course, that's the problem.

"After this battle, it is estimated that there will be 30% of the ammunition left."

Zhang Fu said.

This tactical ammunition is consumed too quickly.

In fact, they carried enough to meet three or four large-scale battles.

"Don't worry about this, as long as we cross the Golden Mountain, I will rub your hands and make ammunition.

What the Western Regions want, what they want.

Saltpeter is found in Hami, and as for sulfur, it seems to be found in Jinshan, and this thing will definitely be there wherever there is a hot spring, and even more when it reaches the Tianshan Mountains. ”

Yang Feng said.

Of course, this kind of thing can only be said to be a long-term plan......

After all, Hami saltpeter is almost to Lop Nur, but saltpeter is indeed enough, it is directly a potash saltpeter mine, but the sulfur is much simpler, and there is more than one sulfur ditch in the Tianshan Mountains, but in general, he can indeed rub out ammunition for the Ming army, but it takes some time, at least before defeating the enemy.

"Ambassador, the flag on the balloon, there is an enemy general ten miles southwest!"

An officer with a telescope shouted in the back.

The latter kept looking at the hot air balloon with a telescope and then constantly translating the flag there.

Yang Feng reorganized a more complete flag system for the Ming army, which could issue more complex orders, but required specialized personnel.

"It's my turn!"

Ambassador Yang shouted proudly.

Then he flicked the cloak off his body, revealing the special plate armor that shimmered inside.

Of course, there is also body armor inside the plate armor.

There is also a plug board in the body armor, so this set of equipment is a rapid-fire cannon that can't hit the single bullet, at most it can knock him away, and his weapon is also special, because ordinary cold weapons are no longer enough to show his special taste, so he made a thickened and widened version of the horse sword. The sword body with a handle is two meters long, which looks quite domineering, but only one meter and two blades in front of it, and there is no blade in the middle of the sword body, and the sword grid is also as long as the European two-handed broadsword, with two front and back, and both ends are spikes.

"Let's go!"

In this way, he carried the greatsword and marched proudly to the battlefield amid the roars of the soldiers.

To go, of course.

With his set of equipment, there is no war horse that can carry it.

At this time, those Mongol soldiers were still desperately attacking.

They didn't have a way back.

After all, the back is already their last piece of paradise.

They lost the Central Plains, lost Monan, lost the east, and it can be said that they were chased and killed by the Ming army all the way for decades, fleeing all the way, like a lost dog, and finally got a stable life in this land far from the Ming Dynasty. However, I didn't expect that the Ming army still refused to let them go, and now they have killed their last happy land, and it is more than 20,000 horsemen who go deep into this extremely insulting way for them.

They have to fight.

It is necessary to break through the evil camel city in front of you and completely cut off the claws of the Ming army stretched out to Jinshan.

They stepped on the dead bodies of their comrades, rushed forward and backwards, and then were mercilessly shot in the storm of bullets, shotguns, and sharp arrows.

Combat power crushing.

Equip crushing.

Organising is still crushing.

The Mongol soldiers, who had only won one victory in decades of fighting against the Ming army, were now even more desperate to face their old opponents.

However......

"Get out of the way, I'm crazy and I can't control myself."

A roar resounded across the battlefield.

Immediately after that, the Mongol soldiers watched in astonishment at the fiercest part of the battle, and the Ming army's long swordsmen separated left and right as fast as they could, and then a steel monster with a reflection of silver light rushed out. He couldn't see anything in his body that was not armored, even his face was covered by an iron mask, and there was only a small slit between his eyes, but he couldn't see the eyes. And he held a palm-wide giant sword in both hands, because the spine of the sword was too thick, it was more like an axe than a sword, and then he walked out of the camel city with a body of steel friction, and walked towards the Mongol soldiers step by step.

The latter looked at each other.

Suddenly there was a roar, and the spear in his hand pierced him in the chest.

And then......

The spear slashed across his chest.

"What else can you do but scratch my armor?"

The monster said.

The next moment the giant sword in his hand swept.

The spearmen screamed and were cut off by the waist.

At this time, the other Mongol soldiers came to their senses and swarmed up with a roar.

But the steel monster slashed its greatsword and swept in front of them, and with a scream, the Mongols fell in the break of their arms and the disconnection of their bodies. And his greatsword was unslashed and never stopped, and the cold light accompanied his advance, constantly cutting through the besieging Mongol soldiers, and he stepped on the shattered corpses everywhere like a demon god.

And with him moving forward, a road of flesh and blood was forced to be killed behind him.

Behind them was the long swordsman of the Ming army who roared and began to slash again.

The Mongol soldiers, who had already held out to the limit, collapsed in an instant.

Everyone turned around and fled.

The cavalry crowded and rammed into each other in the confusion, and even their companions who did not have time to mount their horses were knocked down and trampled.

And the demon god was still moving forward, the giant sword in his hand turned into a fan.

People block killing, and Buddhas block killing Buddhas.

But soon no one dared to face him, and the Mongol cavalry fled in a hurry, but they were horrified to find that this demon god did not seem to have been left behind! He seemed to be almost parallel to the cavalry who fled on horseback, and even caught up with those who ran slower, and cut them down with a sword.

He ran as fast as a horse.

But the Mongol cavalrymen didn't have time to study his speed.

Because the Ming cavalry in the camel city has also rushed out and pursued them.

"I stood, hunting in the wind......"

Suddenly, a strange song sounded on the battlefield.

A Mongol soldier who had just stumbled in the rout looked at the steel monster in front of him with a frightened gaze, but his eyes were not on the giant sword that was already throwing blood, but on the monster's right hand.

The latter stopped abruptly.

Then put her right hand to his ear......

"Hear that?"

The monster said.

He nodded busily.

"Do you kneel down and sing conquest when you hear it?"

The monster shouted.

He immediately sobered up and fell to his knees without hesitation......

The next moment, the cold light of the giant sword swept by, and his head fell to the ground.

"It's not enough to kneel, you have to sing conquest!"

Yang Feng said seriously with the giant sword on his shoulder.

Immediately after that, he roared like a mighty silverback gorilla, raised his giant sword and continued to run forward, and the Ming army that attacked behind swept the battlefield, and the rout here triggered a chain reaction, and the other Mongolian cavalry in the camel city who had also reached the limit also began to rout. With the flags of the whole line on the hot air balloon sounded, the cavalry that had been waiting in the camel city and in the center of the formation quickly rushed out, including Zhu Di, who was still personally leading the guards to charge the battle. A thousand de facto plate cavalry surged out, following the king of Yan with his spear and stabbing straight at the fleeing enemy, the latter could not escape faster than those who were resting in the formation, and were soon hit by the torrent of steel and crushed by.

They are like a giant chisel, quickly chiseling through the battlefield.

Of course, Yang Feng doesn't care about this.

In the midst of his madness, he had already seen his goal.

On a slightly raised mound, surrounded by hundreds of cavalry, a leader-like figure was turning around and preparing to retreat.

Yang Feng immediately sped up.

And at this time, those people also saw him running wildly on the battlefield......

After all, he is too eye-catching.

The leader looked at him in equally astonishment.

Immediately after that, the cavalry of the guards lined up, and one by one they raised their spears on horseback, after all, they were all rushing straight at them, and they were still running away, and it was really embarrassing to think about it!

What's more, they also know that the coach this time is Zhu Di.

And Yang Feng's dress is not only a coach but also a major general.

These cavalry marched forward in formation, and soon all the war horses rushed towards Yang Feng at full speed, the heavily armored cavalry on horseback with spears between them, and crushed them in a dense formation, and in a blink of an eye, Yang Feng crashed into the torrent of cavalry alone, and then like a battleship breaking the waves, in the cold light of the giant sword and the splash of flesh and blood, the dead bodies in front of him piled up rapidly, and at the same time, Yang Feng's figure became higher and higher.

The cavalry instinctively swept by.

The leader behind them, who had wanted to show off his bravery, stopped immediately.

And Yang Feng, who had already stepped on the corpse that had been killed by himself and looked down on the battlefield, held the hilt of the giant sword in both hands under the stunned gaze of the leader, spinning like throwing a chain ball.

Immediately after that, the giant sword turned into a flying cold light, which instantly swept over a distance of dozens of meters, accurately stabbing into his chest, and the sword body penetrated his body, but because the sword grid was too large, the force of the impact made him fly backwards directly......

(End of chapter)