Every time Nachuan shouted, someone not far away immediately followed, and then someone relayed the order to the entire phalanx.

A phalanx of eighty people in a row takes about seven or eight people to relay it to clearly spread to the entire large array.

Of course, the actions of the soldiers in front can also make the people behind who can't hear see and know what to do.

The soldiers were shoulder to shoulder, body to body, and densely united.

"Prepare to raise your shield." Nagawa called again.

The soldiers in the first, third, fifth, and seventh rows took down small round shields from their backs.

Zhu Gaoxu created a batch of square shields, but on the Tusi soldiers here, most of them were the shields of their own tribes and the shields of the Ming army, which were basically small circles.

Boom, Tan Qing's cavalry in front of him was getting closer and closer, and the two sides soon approached eighty paces.

"Ready." Tan Qing raised his hand.

The officers and soldiers took their bows, and a small half of them could shoot on horseback.

After counting the breaths, he has entered sixty steps, "Shoot." Tan Qingyi waved his hand.

Crash, there was an explosion in the air, swishing, and a dense rain of arrows shot at the native soldiers.

"Squat down and raise your shield." The river didn't even shout, and when the soldiers saw the arrow, they immediately squatted down, raised a small round shield above their heads at forty-five degrees, and the even-numbered rows behind them, namely the two, four, six, and eight rows, also approached the shield one after another.

The small round shield is a little smaller, and this will really depend on luck.

A large number of rain arrows were shot into the earthen soldiers' formation, ah, there were countless screams at the scene, and many people fell to the ground.

"Catch up, make up." Na Chuan screamed wildly, and after someone fell to the ground, the people behind immediately made up for it to keep the formation intact.

Then he hurriedly turned back: "Shoot." ”

Whoosh, behind the natives, where the officers and soldiers couldn't shoot, ten rows later, swishing, a rain of arrows from the natives shot back.

At this time, the officers and troops had already entered forty paces, and the two sides were equal to each other.

Whoosh, both sides were turned on their backs, screaming everywhere.

Tan Qing didn't expect these native soldiers to fight in such an orderly manner, with pikemen in front and archers hiding in the back, and there were a lot of archers.

This routine is a bit like the style of play of the Han King, who was in the Jing Difficulty, and his subordinates were famous for their archers.

Whether it's a person or a ghost is riding and shooting, it doesn't matter if the shooting is accurate or not.

This time the firing distance was extremely close, and naturally the cavalry suffered a big loss.

There is a shield on the opposite side, which can protect a little, and Tan Qing keeps people falling from his horse, and he finally rushed to Nachuan within ten steps, and he was already facing a dense number of spears.

"Abandon your shield and get up." Nachuan's cry seemed to be half a beat slow every time, because the native soldiers were used to it, and when they saw the cavalry rushing up, they didn't throw their shields and stood up with their guns, aren't they fools?

Looking at the hedgehog-like spear array, Tan Qing didn't have time to think about it, he stiffened his head and shouted frantically: "Rush, if you don't rush, you will die." ”

At this time, he suddenly regretted that what if he broke through a little later, gathered all 10,000 soldiers and horses, and rushed from the north gate?

But if he breaks through later, when the rebel army dug the trench and built the low wall, he wants to break through, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult.

Just under Tan Qing's mixed thoughts, boom, the remaining more than 1,000 horsemen of the official army slammed into the dense spear forest in front.

The scene was suddenly like hell, the spears in the front row of the native soldiers were broken, a large number of cavalry flew out, and there were also war horses that seemed to have spirituality, seeing the dense spears suddenly braked sharply, and did not dare to move forward, so that the cavalry fell directly, and the cavalry behind hit the cavalry in front.

Confusion, screams, and blood filled the battlefield more than a hundred paces long.

Both sides fell a large number of men and horses on the front line of the battle, and the original local soldiers were densely lineed, with a full twenty rows.

But this wave of native soldiers has not been trained in the queue after all, and after being rushed down by the cavalry in the first few rows, the rear ones screamed and retreated, and the lineup was pulled away at once.

The officers and soldiers frantically rushed forward, and with a snort, they directly tore this wave of native soldiers in half.

Nachuan couldn't control it at all, and his large array collapsed, and the native soldiers fled in all directions.

Tan Qing wiped the blood on his face, the excitement in his heart couldn't be controlled, he actually wanted to order to catch up and kill none of these local soldiers who collapsed and fled, but the other phalanxes that surrounded him from all directions reminded him that he still had to run away quickly.

"Let's go." Tan Qing laughed wildly: "It's just a local soldier, and it's vulnerable." ”

Under his leadership, the officers and troops quickly passed through the collapsed phalanx and fled directly to the north.

After Tan Qing rushed out, he looked back and found that Wang Shengxia was gone.

"What about Wang Shengxia?" Tan Qing asked the soldiers around him.

"Commander Wang was shot off his horse by them."

"Mother's." Tan Qing scolded, looked left and right, and his expression changed greatly.

More than 2,000 of his horsemen rushed out, first shooting at the native soldiers, and then charging into battle, and at this time he ran out with less than 1,000 horsemen.

He turned back as he ran, and there were a large number of cavalry behind him, some of them were entangled with the scattered native soldiers, and some of them hurriedly ran in the other direction, and the battlefield was also full of scattered officers and cavalry.

At this time, in front of them, to the left and right, two more infantry phalanxes were speeding up.

But Tan Qing was no longer afraid, their speed was improving, and they would definitely be able to leave the battlefield before the earth soldiers blocked them.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to return to Guilin, gather all the soldiers and horses in Guangxi, and teach the King of Han and this group of people a hard lesson." Tan Qing amplified his words.

The king of Han has no soldiers available in Yunnan, and he actually uses these muck soldiers, which is really vulnerable.

Just when Tan Qing was proud, thinking that he had escaped.

On the horizon in the distance, a flash of blackness suddenly appeared.

Hiss, Tan Qing's expression moved slightly, and the next step, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The black lines on the horizon were becoming clearer and clearer, and soon they could be seen as large swaths of black armor.

The cavalry behind Tan Qing did not have a single armor for everyone, and on the opposite side, there were actually patches of armor.

"Han King Cavalry." Some of the subordinates exclaimed.

"What Han Wang, is a thief." Tan Qing said angrily.

But the next moment, he was speechless, and there were at least ten thousand riders in front.

Zhu Gaoxu's army had 20,000 cavalry, and in order to prevent Tan Qing from escaping from the north, 10,000 of them were arranged at the north gate.

At this time, Zhou Hu was holding an axe and was standing quietly at the front of the big array, with 10,000 elite horsemen behind him, silent, like a black city wall, motionless.

After several years of Jingjing, coupled with more than three years of training in Yunnan, the most elite in Zhu Gaoxu's hands was his 40,000 cavalry.

It's all about getting off the horse and fighting on foot, and riding and shooting elite on the horse.

His cavalry was almost built according to the peak of the Later Jin, or even stronger, with hoplites on horseback and Mongol cavalry on horseback.

Or he was inferior to the peak of the Later Jin and the Mongols in single infantry combat and cavalry shooting, but he combined the advantages of the two tribes, and the Ming army of the same era was already far inferior to his cavalry.

Of course, limited by his resources and ability, now his 40,000 elite horsemen are only one-tenth, and about 4,000 are all wearing armor.

With such a lineup, it almost scared Tan Qing to pee.

Just now he was glad that the rebels had no cavalry, but he didn't expect so many cavalry to suddenly appear in the direction of their retreat, and they all looked like they were elite.

Shocked and frightened, he looked back to see that the native soldiers who had just been scattered were regrouping, and more native infantry formations were also blocking behind him.

Turning back has already retreated, and there is no other choice but to fight to the death and break out of the encirclement.

"Brothers, fight the rebels." Tan Qing shouted frantically, signaling his subordinates, don't have to retreat to Guilin now, rush out first and then say, in all directions, run there if you can, and gather in Guilin if you have the opportunity.

The faces of the subordinate officers and soldiers were serious, and many of them had quietly slowed down.

Everyone is not stupid, seeing that there is no chance to break through, can't they surrender.

"General, I'm afraid those people want to surrender." Some of his subordinates reminded Tan Qing at this time.

Tan Qing looked back and saw that sure enough, nearly a small half of the cavalry was running slower and slower, deliberately distancing themselves from them.

"Leave them alone, I can't descend." Tan Qing had a ratio in his heart, gritted his teeth, and looked at his soldiers with a red face.

The soldiers were silent and followed him closely.

"Rush." Tan Qing yelled to boost morale.

"Rush." The subordinates shouted.

"The rebels are vulnerable, kill." Tan Qing shouted again.

The cavalry of the officers and soldiers began to accelerate, and the cavalry on the opposite side remained motionless.

On the long horizon, tens of thousands of cavalry stood like a wall in their way north.

Zhou Hu's giant axe lay across the horse's back, and from time to time he reached out to gently comfort the war horse, for fear that it would be tendered, after all, this axe was also quite heavy.

At this time, his war horse also seemed to sense the coming of war, raised his head slightly and neighed, and then raised his front hooves high, and fell down heavily, hitting the earth like a war drum.

Two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps.

Tan Qing's cavalry charged faster and faster, and they were getting closer and closer.

At this time, Tan Qing's face was already showing joy, although there were many rebel cavalry, they lined up in a long line, almost two miles long, which means that the cavalry formation was not thick, and his hundreds of horsemen had a chance to rush out?

And the opposite side is still motionless, and the cavalry that does not charge and accelerate is soulless, how can it fight against me?

Tan Qing became more and more energetic, and the more he rushed, the more confident he became.

One hundred steps.

Ninety steps.

Eighty steps.

At this time, his cavalry had already rushed to full speed, at this speed, it was basically impossible to shoot with horses, and everyone was armed with weapons and prepared for short-handed combat.

At this moment, the "tiger" waved his hand at Zhou Hu on the opposite side, and the rebel army roared softly.

The "wind" swished, and a wave of arrows rained over.

"Hold on, rush over." Tan Qing roared again.

Dense arrows fell like rain in their formation, plopping down, the galloping horses fell to the ground one after another, and people everywhere turned on their backs, screaming again and again.

This wave of arrows alone knocked down almost half of them.

Sixty steps.

"Wind"

Whizzing and a continuous rain of arrows broke through the air.

At such a close distance, Tan Qing finally saw clearly that there were many cavalrymen behind Zhou Hu who were not on horses, but standing on the ground, shooting them with hard bows.

The other party is like a cannon, and it keeps firing.

Forty steps.

Twenty steps.

For every twenty paces of Tan Qing's cavalry, they had to be shot in a wave.

The scene was spectacular, and his cavalry fell from their horses as they charged, faster and faster, and less and less.

But when he rushed to within twenty steps, Tan Qing had at least seven or eight arrows stuck in his body, and he was covered in blood.

He also had several arrows stuck in his horse.

When he was less than ten steps away from Zhou Hu in front of him, boom, his war horse roared sadly, couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down with a bang.

Tan Qing rolled on the ground several times in a row, and was two steps away from Zhou Hu.

(End of chapter)