Chapter 275: Rush (2)
At a distance of more than a mile, it took less than half an hour for the war horse to run at full strength, Chen Ping felt the flow of muscle lines on the high war horse under him, and his face, which had always been silent, also flushed with excitement.
This scene of 2,000 horses charging together is really shocking and exciting.
As dozens of black-armored knights appeared on the grassland, the dense cavalry behind them kept a formation and followed closely, and the highest horse speed had already been mentioned, so that the entire army formation was like a dark cloud enveloping the tribe that looked not small.
Countless horses' hooves gathered together, as if it became thunder, and a few children on the wind-blown grassland straightened up suspiciously and looked in the direction from which the sound came, and after a while, they were horrified to find that it was not thunder, but a cavalry charge!
A high-pitched scream came out of a girl's mouth, and several boys were also frightened and cold, not knowing whether to turn around and run away or lie on the ground, Chen Ping's tall war horse passed by a child, and a soldier behind him raised a halberd, and slammed it on a teenager with the help of horsepower.
That's right, it's smashing not cutting, under the full strength of the war horse, and the terrifying strength of the tall soldier, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded, and a depression suddenly appeared in the young man's chest, and his body flew up uncontrollably, in his still somewhat dazed eyes, he only saw several war horses running past without looking back, and the tall soldier in black armor did not look back at him.
The speed of the horse was too fast, from appearing in the field of vision, then charging in front of him, and then the soldier gave him, the young man did not react, he didn't even feel pain, only felt as if his soul had been beaten out of his body by that pull, floating in the air and looking at the frightened companions around him.
The screams came and went, the white sheep were scattered by the black iron horses, and the lambs who were eating grass leisurely were scurrying around like headless flies at this time, and even brought a lot of trouble to the cavalry rushing in front, the frightened sheep did not know how to dodge like people, the sheep that had run away were okay, and the ones in front of them had blocked the route of several war horses, and the continuous army formation was impossible to stop at this moment, and suddenly there were a few Yan cavalry people who turned on their backs.
There was a more unlucky Yan cavalry that did not step on the stirrup when the war horse jumped up, but the horse continued to charge, leaving him with his head planted into the small river next to him, the Yan cavalry endured the severe pain and wiped his face from the water to stand up, only to see his comrades continue to charge towards the tribe, and he could not keep up without a horse.
The soldiers at the front had already completed the charge and division of these teenagers and girls, but more than a dozen guards raised their weapons just like the soldiers at the beginning, and the boys and girls reacted and fled in a hurry after seeing several dead companions with their own eyes.
The cavalry of the Yan army who climbed up from the river smiled coldly, seeing that they could not catch up with the large army, and the spear had also dropped, they simply pulled out their long swords from their waists and chased them straight to the young girls who were scattering and fleeing.
Don't kill the old and weak? If it does not exist, the Mongols will only be more ruthless than the Ming, for them, the Ming people are slaves, they are domestic animals! There was even a year after the Mongols invaded the territory and were surrounded by the Ming army in the city, they openly treated the people of the Ming Dynasty as two-legged sheep to supplement food. And Gu Huai has already said that no one can escape from this grassland today!
Chen Ping hadn't looked back since his subordinates swung out the halberd, those teenagers and girls were just appetizers, and the real big head was still in the tribe in front of him.
At this moment, it is close to dark, it is the time to collect the sheep and lead the horses home, and it is also the time when the tribe is most concentrated, as long as the tribe can be crushed now, there will definitely be no more problems.
Chen Ping licked his lips and shook off the blood on the long sword, the tribe was already in front of him, and the sound of horses' hooves shouting behind him broke the night, he glanced left and right, and stretched out his hand to his waist:
"Throw it farther away, blow up the fence and gate, and rush in!"
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The Yan cavalry formation attacked the left flank of the tribe, and the luck was not too good, the gate of the tribe was not here.
Probably because this land is close to the Ming Dynasty, although the Naqu tribe did not set up horses and other things, but also set up some fences, and at this moment they are on the way to charge in the military formation.
I have to say that the time of the Yan cavalry impact was really cleverly chosen, first of all, the sun has gone down at this moment, the moonlight has not yet come out, and there is already some dim light so that the guards of the Naqu tribe found the military formation rushing in front of them very late, and the loud noise before did not make them unvigilant, but no one expected that there would be so many Ming cavalry here far away from the border of the Ming Dynasty.
The second is that it is now the time when the tribe is preparing to migrate, it is winter, the grass of this grassland has been almost gnawed, the tribe needs to drive the cattle and sheep to migrate for the winter, and some things used for defense on the periphery have been put away, otherwise the Ming cavalry army is facing such a simple fence.
As the largest tribe in this grassland, the Naqu Department still has thousands of people left after responding to the call of the Mongolian Khan and the Warat Taishi, the young and strong people in the tribe themselves are responsible for the vigilance, hearing the sound of continuous horse hooves from the south, they have gathered from all directions of the tribe, after the Ming cavalry appeared in the field of vision, someone immediately came forward to quell the riot, began to organize an emergency resistance position, started a fire, with the help of the fence, took out the bow and arrows and began to shoot at the Ming cavalry who charged over.
The soldiers who rushed to the front heard Chen Ping's shout, and they took out the fire fold one after another, and then took out the heavenly thunder from their waists, and after igniting it, they waited for the fuse to burn for a while, and then threw it to the tribe's fence with all their arm strength to achieve the effect of instant explosion on the ground.
Dozens of grenades exploded near the fence, the ground shook, the Mongols, who had never seen this kind of weapon, fell into a huge panic in an instant, Chen Ping, who rushed in front, slashed off the heads of two people with the long sword in his hand, and the horse under the seat jumped over the fence that could only be used to prevent wild wolves.
The screams and insults were endless, Chen Ping grabbed the reins of the horse, looked at the surrounding environment, and saw tents stretching out, except for some pens used to collect cattle and sheep, at this moment most of the tents walked out of some Mongols one after another, Chen Ping identified a direction, and continued to charge: "Throw thunder, set fire!" ”
At this time, the cavalry army formation in the rear also arrived, and the dark clouds shrouded the silk cotton tribe, and the Ming cavalry with hideous faces began to rush towards the tribe along the road opened up by the death squad with grenades, and cut down when they saw people, but the Mongols who hastily organized a rebellion had been completely destroyed by the thunder, and at this moment they were rushed by the military formation, and the entire Naqu tribe was in chaos.
Gu Huai, who was in the Chinese army, saw this scene and knew that the plan was already half successful, as long as the cavalry broke into the tribe, then the Qubu would not be able to organize a decent resistance, and the next thing to consider was only the issue of battle damage.
He gave a military order: "The rear army dispersed, began to encircle along the fence, and could not let a single person run away, by the way, to meet the cavalry that rushed out!" ”
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On the other side opposite Jinchuan, the Duoyan Sanwei cavalry, which had marched along the Yellow River for nearly twenty miles, also touched the vicinity of the Naqu tribe.
Several of the officers on this expedition held an emergency military meeting and grabbed the position of the striker in the splatters of saliva.
Why grab the striker? Because the oil and water are the most abundant, as long as what Gu Huai said is true, the Mongols have not yet discovered their Duoyan Sanwei cavalry, and the Yan cavalry over there can guarantee that they will break through the tribe, so whoever goes first will not fish first?
And most importantly, they are not the main attack yet! On the right flank, they must attack on the left flank before marching, and stab the Mongols in the back in the eye, this is a military order! When have these people who paid for their lives fought such a well-cared battle?
Then this kind of good thing that you don't have to make a lot of effort to grab something, who doesn't want to go first? So in this small meeting, while waiting for news from the left, everyone quarreled first.
At present, there are almost only two guards left in Duoyan Sanwei, these two thousand cavalry are from Fuyuwei, and the soldiers know each other, and even some of them are clansmen who grew up together, the advantage of this kind of army is naturally that they are not afraid of death, but the disadvantage is that they advocate their own internal hierarchy to plan the war more than the military order, such as discussing whether they can fight before fighting, how to fight, and how to divide the spoils after the fight... At the moment, several nominal officers, but in fact tribal elders, are arguing over this.
However, after hearing the constant sound of violent explosions, the quarrel quickly subsided, and several officers looked at each other, and returned to their immediate troops to reorganize their formation, and then began to charge.
Xiang Er happened to be sent to the right flank as a scout, he tightened the spear in his hand, checked the short knife and bow pinned to his waist, calmed his horse, and quietly waited for the sound of the trumpet representing the charge.
As a scout, he is not very accustomed to using spears as weapons, but when the war horse rushes up, it can provide great power for the spear and sword, as long as the piercing is accurate, although it will not be able to cut people in half, but it can also result in a life with a spear and a knife.
He still prefers bows and arrows, and likes the feeling of ambushing in the shadows and taking people's lives with an arrow, Qiucheng is too poor, so poor that they don't dare to confront the Mongols when they go into the steppe to hunt, so the most effective way to kill people with minimal battle damage is very popular with scouts like them, this kind of cavalry charge, he has not experienced since he became a soldier in Qiucheng.
Compared with the blood boiling of the Yan cavalry, the Duoyan Sanwei cavalry is much calmer and more relaxed, for them, there is not much passion for fighting this kind of rushing war, any veteran who has killed people on the battlefield knows that calm emotions are the key to survival, and they are the best cavalry in this era, fighting a war is to kill people to put it bluntly, why should killing people with emotions? You just need to cut harder and shoot more accurately, sometimes the blood is boiling or panic will hurt yourself.
There is little difference between the military formation of the Duoyan Sanwei cavalry and the sharp cone of the Yan cavalry, the cavalry is never a line to fight stupid battles, except for scattering the enemy, it is generally necessary to have a knife tip, as long as the tip of the knife is sharp enough, the cavalry behind can continue to go up until the enemy's military formation is chiseled.
The horn sounded, and Xiang Er, who was at the tip of the knife, slowly exhaled a breath, feeling the piercing killing intent exuded by the entire military formation, he pointed the spear in his hand diagonally to the ground, kicked the horse's belly and began to charge.
His position is relatively forward, at this time the field of vision is very broad, the Duoyan Sanwei officer, who has always been bold and not afraid of death, has already rushed to the front with his personal guards, and the horse speed of the entire army formation at this time is not fast.
But when approaching those continuous tents and gates, the cavalry formation began to increase its speed collectively for the first time, at this time, even if you want to control the speed of the horse, the dense war horses around you will be wrapped around you and crash into it together, in the past, it was generally the front row of shield soldiers or rejected horses, and even local cavalry, but this time, it was just a somewhat empty gate.
That's right, it's empty, and the Duoyan Three Guards cavalry who rushed to the front had already begun to roar, but they were stuck in their throats halfway through the roar, because the tribe gate... There weren't many people at all.
On the other side of the night sky, there was a constant sound of fighting explosions, and there was no room for the cavalry to be dazed or hesitate for a moment, and the vanguard team had already galloped past the gate and rushed into the tribe.
Xiang Er leaned on the back of his horse, conserving his strength, and he looked at the bewildered or frightened faces that had come out of the tent in the distance, and looked at their animal skin robes, as if he smelled the smell that disgusted him again.
That's right, the taste of the Mongols, the taste of the Warats, those... The taste of the enemy.
The cavalry array in front suddenly dispersed, and the cavalry in the rear began to divide their troops along the avenue in the tribe, and now there was no one to resist, and the cavalry's charge was naturally ineffective, and the next thing was to scatter and kill the enemy, the greater the movement on this side, the pressure on the other side of the fierce fight would be much smaller.
Xiang Er followed the large army and galloped on the avenue in the tribe, and a little girl suddenly ran out of the tent on the side of the road, looking a little young, probably because she was favored by her family, dressed very cute, Xiang Erxin was like stopping water, and when the little girl opened her mouth and was about to exclaim, a spear pierced her chest.
Killed with one blow, he shouldn't have suffered much.