The official army is different from them, the front row is full of pikemen, the middle is sword and shield soldiers, and there are some archers in the back, but the establishment of the Daming guard is about the same, more than 5,000 guards, and there are only two or three hundred archers.

There are more than 400 people in a phalanx on Sheng Yong's side, a quarter of them are archers, and the thirteen phalanxes are equivalent to the strength of a guard in the Ming army, adding up to more than 1,000 archers, which is completely crushing.

Sheng Yong arranged a large number of archers among the native soldiers, because they usually hunted and were natural archers.

Now that the hard bow has been used instead of the native soldiers' own rudimentary bows, this power has been greatly increased.

Of course, fighting a war is not about who has more bows and arrows, and when there is a strong wind and a headwind, the more archers, the more useless it is.

However, the native soldiers on Sheng Yong's side, the original hand-to-hand combat was more powerful, in terms of individual soldier ability, and physical fitness, in fact, the Tusi soldiers were more elite than the Ming army, they could walk like flying in the mountains, jump vertically and horizontally, fight wolves alone, and were quite agile, but there was no discipline before, the weapons were poor, and they were not equipped with a large number of firearms, so they were always defeated by the Ming army.

Now he has been trained by Sheng Yong for three years, and his strength is completely different.

Sicangmu has a phalanx of more than 400 people, compared with the lineup of more than 5,000 people in the Ming army, it looks relatively small, and the lineup of the Ming army is not strict enough, and more than 5,000 people are scattered and occupy a large place.

At this time, there were voices behind Si Cangmu, all of them were the whistles of their own natives, and then a large number of phalanxes around him approached him.

It is impossible to fight more than 5,000 people with more than 400 people, so according to Sheng Yong's arrangement, if the Ming army is a guard post with more than 5,000 people, at least the entire eight phalanxes will be used here to respond to the battle with more than 3,000 people.

It was too late, and the surrounding phalanx, centered on Si Cangmu, were all gathered on the edge of their phalanx, and the distance between the two sides was close to sixty steps at this time.

Si Cangmu's eyes are fast, he draws an arrow and puts his bow on it, collapses, and faces an arrow in front of him.

Flutter, there was a scream in the opponent's formation, and someone fell in response.

But in the large array of more than 5,000 people, the fall of one person to the ground had no effect.

"Almost." Si Cangmu counted a few more breaths in his heart, estimating the distance.

He looked left and right, and raised his hand sharply: "Archers prepare." ”

His phalanx immediately stopped.

Then the phalanx that followed his beat all around stopped moving, and the archers in the middle began to draw arrows and bow their bows.

The opposite side should be within fifty steps.

"Shoot." Si Cangmu yelled.

Shoot, shoot, shoot, there are generals shouting everywhere in the field.

Crashing, crashing in the air, a series of sounds, more than 800 archers fired one after another, and an overwhelming rain of arrows flew over.

Zhao Kai was staring at the two sides to engage in battle, but he didn't expect the rebel army to suddenly stop, and then shoot arrows.

And there are too many arrows.

There were only two or three hundred bows for one of them with more than 5,000 guards, and there were more than 800 archers in the lineup of more than 3,000 people on the opposite side.

Moreover, Si Cangmu and they shot in the back row of the Ming army, and the firearms and archers of the Ming army were in the back row, and almost none of them had shields.

There was a flutter, a rain of arrows fell, and the back rows of officers and soldiers screamed everywhere.

Si Cangmu stared intently, looking ahead, the archers in the formation had already taken arrows again.

According to Sheng Yong's tactics, the first round was a salvo, and the next four rounds of free fire, everyone assessed the distance of their first arrow, and adjusted the back row of the Ming army.

"Collapse"

The various sounds in the air are because of the bows of the natives, and the texture is different.

There were too many archers, and Zhu Gaoxu couldn't make so many bows in a short time, some of them made for the native soldiers, some of the native soldiers were originally their own, and some were brought from the Yunnan Guard.

The sound of various bowstrings was endless, and the native soldiers fired five times in succession.

The arrows were dense like rain, and most of them were shot into the rear row of the Ming army.

The Ming army also wanted to shoot them at this time, but the natives shot first, and it was a halt volley, and the Ming army was shot in the face while walking.

After these five rounds of shooting, more than 4,000 arrows fell into the Ming army's formation, and the Ming army suffered heavy casualties, and a large area fell in the back row.

Zhao Kai's eyes were about to burst out, almost one-fifth, nearly a thousand Ming soldiers were killed or wounded, and the ground was full of Ming army wounded.

But fortunately, the Ming army in the front row was already within thirty paces and began to charge at an accelerated pace.

"Rush." When fighting on the battlefield, it depends on who screams.

The officers and soldiers shouted frantically and rushed forward one after another, and there was no formation left.

In addition to the extremely disciplined Ming army, most of the Ming army fought like this, and the front may be in a better formation, and when the two armies finally change their charges, they will be chaotic.

Si Cangmu's phalanx still didn't move, because not moving could maintain physical strength.

The Ming army came from a hundred paces away, and the last dozens of steps had to charge, which consumed part of the physical strength.

"Ready." The pikemen in the front row raised their guns.

Twenty-five steps.

Twenty steps.

"Throw."

Whoosh, from the natives, countless javelin-like things flew out.

The natives often use flying guns to hunt, now these flying guns are very simple, most of them are sharpened with bamboo, and some are made of wood, add a spear head, because there are bows and arrows, so the javelin is only one meter long, the natives carry a few behind their backs before the war, the javelin is relatively short, and the distance of the throw is relatively short to have lethality.

These things are almost impossible to pierce the armor when thrown into the officers and soldiers with piercing armor, but almost none of the ordinary soldiers of the key officers and soldiers have any armor.

So, fluttering, fluttering, this wave of javelins was thrown into the group of officers and soldiers.

If the officer or soldier is stabbed in the body, he may not be seriously injured, but if he is stabbed in the face, he will immediately fall to the ground with a scream.

The officers and soldiers within 20 to 30 paces fell to the ground again, screaming again and again.

"Mother's." Zhao Kai was stunned when he looked at the back, and scolded.

The officers and troops are still rushing forward.

But the shouting and killing suddenly became much smaller, as if the person who wanted to speak was directly interrupted by a slap.

Many officers and soldiers have already shown fear on their faces, and before the two armies have yet to hand over, a large number of officers and soldiers have already been killed or wounded.

But what is even more terrifying is that there is a dense forest of spears like hedgehogs in front of you.

"Kill." Some officers and soldiers shouted vigorously.

Ten steps.

Five steps.

Boom, the two armies officially collided together.

In front of both sides were pikemen, but the officers and soldiers were not in tight formation, and they charged chaotically.

The Tusi soldiers remained whole, and the formation was tight and unmoving.

Moreover, when Zhu Gaoxu built the spear, he made the spear of the rebel army twenty centimeters longer than that of the Ming army.

Now these twenty centimeters come into play.

The two sides are compared, and the judgment is made.

Fluttering, the officers and soldiers were stabbed by the spears on the opposite side and turned over on their backs, and a large number of Tusi soldiers also fell to the ground.

The two sides immediately fell into a scuffle, and the front was full of soldiers and horses from both sides, and everyone stabbed each other with spears, and from time to time someone was stabbed down, screaming, and falling to the ground.

Life is not worth mentioning here, everyone is desperate to survive.

You can't even fall, you must stand firm, if you accidentally fall down by the corpse on the ground, you may never get up.

Si Cangmu did not join the tragic hand-to-hand combat in front, he held a hard bow, looked at the officers and soldiers, whenever he saw who was braver, he raised his hand and bowed, and swooped, and it was an arrow at him.

He used a stiff bow at close range, and almost every arrow pierced through the other's heads.

But more and more people gathered in front of the scene, and after shooting a few arrows, the front was full of people, and he could no longer shoot because he might accidentally injure his own people.

Si Cangmu could only throw it backwards and shoot at the back row of the Ming army.

At this time, the archers who originally belonged to his phalanx began to retreat, and the pikemen of the rear phalanx moved forward, and the archers and pikemen of the two phalanxes switched places.

The archers retreated to the back and regrouped.

The pikemen in front were fighting fiercely with the officers and soldiers, and the archers in the back were gathering.

After three years of intensive training, they gathered very quickly, and after a while, more than 800 bows and arrows from eight phalanxes converged into a group.

There was another commander of 100 households over there, and he looked at the formation of the Ming army, which was thicker, so he used his hand a little: "Shoot over there." ”

Crash, a rain of arrows flew over.

After a short break, Baihu waved his hand: "Over there." ”

"Collapse" is another rain of arrows flying over.

The native soldiers kept throwing at the back row of the officers and soldiers, and the whole battlefield was basically this way of fighting, with pikemen and officers and soldiers resisting hard in the front, and organizing a large number of archers to shoot at the officers and soldiers in the back.

Zhao Kai organized a guard of forwards, and more than 5,000 people took the lead and couldn't withstand it.

The natives fired five rounds of free fire at long range, followed by another wave of javelins, which the pikemen could not stab at close range.

It was then thrown by the native soldiers.

In less than two quarters of an hour, more than half of the guards of the vanguard had been killed or wounded, and the other large phalanx behind them had been wounded by the archers of the native soldiers.

Finally, someone turned around first in a scream.

Then it immediately caused a chain reaction, the officers and soldiers turned around and ran, the native soldiers did not pursue, the archers continued to throw, and then converged the soldiers and horses, and tightened the formation.

Zhao Kai was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe it, in less than half an hour, he was defeated by more than 5,000 soldiers and horses, and the large array of more than 3,000 people on the opposite side should have less than 500 dead and wounded.

However, he had to admit that the local soldiers were strictly disciplined and the formation was tight, and after the defeat of the officers and troops, they did not pursue and leave the formation, but tightened the formation and rearranged it.

Compared with the two sides, the opposite side is more like the official army, but they are like the country toast.

At this time, the war has entered the white heat, the battlefield on the south bank of the Sila River stretches for several miles, the two sides of the hundreds of thousands of troops are staggered, the Ming army has many soldiers, and many places have penetrated into the formation of the native soldiers.

The partial collapse of the official army did not cause much change for the time being.

Because Sheng Yong's soldiers and horses did not pursue, they instead disturbed the formation to ensure the strict shaping of their overall lineup.

Xue Lu was standing high on the tower, looking at the entire battlefield, of course, without a telescope now, he couldn't actually see farther, but he still had a full view of all directions in the close range.

He found that the formation of the native soldiers was really complete, with hundreds of people in each small phalanx, nearly a hundred phalanxes densely packed and close to each other, and there were pikemen and archers in each phalanx, and after the fight, the soldiers and horses between the phalanx and the phalanx would change positions at any time.

This style of play is too familiar, he knows that Zhu Gaochu likes to shoot with a bow, and Jing Nanzhong is also in the middle of the war, at that time, Zhu Gaochu had the most bows, and every time he finished a battle, Zhu Gaochu sent someone to collect the bows left on the battlefield.

"The generals under the Han King are the same as him, they will only be opportunistic and have no martial virtues in war." Xue Lu secretly cursed in his heart.

Recommend the old book of Mingjing, which has more than 2 million words and swept the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

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