As soon as the sky was bright, Shen Yourong hadn't gotten up yet, when he heard a dense drum sound outside.

The old general's face changed slightly.

Don't...... The slave chieftain went south so quickly.

"Shen Shou!"

Shen Yourong sat up from the bed and shouted outside.

"The old slave is here."

The servant entered the house, and while helping the old general to dress, he said: "The slave chief is here, and he is setting up a formation outside the city, and the momentum is very high. ”

"Oh, it's coming so fast."

Shen Yourong has been on the battlefield for a long time, so naturally he will not be frightened by the words of the servant.

"Master, shall we go back?"

The servant said with some concern, "There are a lot of people who come to the slave chieftain, and everyone shouts, if you don't take Luangu Pass, you vow not to look back." ”

Shen Yourong kicked the servant who was putting on his shoes, "Fart!" Killing the enemy for the country, and returning the body of the horse leather is what the big husband did. What you say, that's a coward! ”

The servant got up from the ground and bent over: "The old slave should die, I don't dare to say anything to ruin the old man's happiness again." ”

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Shen Yourong put on his shoes and hurriedly ran out of the house to find Yang Chengying.

At this time, the Houjin soldiers had already set up a formation, and the cannon fodder pushed the cart as the front, followed by the archers, ready to carry out "fire suppression" at any time.

The cavalry, led by Turg, chose to stand still, dismounted one after another, and sat on the ground to rest, so that they could maintain their physical strength.

At a glance, the black pressed a large piece.

Shen Yourong quickly came to the watchtower, which was a temporary earthen platform made of stones and wooden planks, where he could condescendingly observe the situation on the battlefield.

Yang Chengying stood on it, motionless like a mountain. Behind him stood the flag bearer and the trumpeter, all very quiet.

Not only them, except for the defenders before Luangu Pass and the Ming army brought by Jiang Chaodong, the Jinzhou guards were all calm and motionless.

Shen Yourong rushed up and asked, "Why don't you set up a formation outside the fort, this is sitting and waiting." ”

But Yang Chengying didn't look at him as if he hadn't heard it, nor did he make any movements, still looking ahead.

The drums beat loudly in the Houjin array, and the soldiers pushed the carts and charged forward, followed closely by the archers.

After the Battle of Shenyang, Houjin had a batch of firearms. But they were all in Liu Xingzuo's hands, and Amin had no firearms in his hands, so he could only use bows and arrows.

As soon as he saw the Nu Chief attacking, Shen Yourong was anxious: "Yang Chengying!" What are you doing! Why don't you go out of town? ”

Yang Chengying still ignored him, stood straight with his hands behind his back, and remained motionless.

At this moment, an accident suddenly happened.

I saw the Houjin cannon fodder, which was pushing the cart and rushing to the front, suddenly fell into a deep pit.

"Ah......h

Immediately, the screams of cannon fodder from carts and archers who then fell into traps could be heard.

This is just the beginning.

The soldiers, who did not yet understand the situation, did not receive the order to retreat, continued to push the cart forward, and then fell into the pit one after another.

Turg, who was in the rear, saw this and immediately ordered: "The enemy has set a trap, and the infantry retreats." ”

Immediately the drums of retreat sounded from the position.

The rest of the soldiers, who did not fall into the trap, immediately turned and retreated.

"Tu Lichen, lead some foot armor to investigate."

"Huh."

After receiving the order, Tu Lichen, the personal guard, waved his hand and shouted to his subordinates: "Come with me." ”

With a group of foot soldiers, carrying long wooden sticks, they passed through the retreating Houjin soldiers and arrived at the front line.

Just glanced at it, and Tu Lichen, who was born in the banner, was moved.

The pit was full of sharpened wooden sticks, and if it fell into it, it would be pierced with people and cars.

Especially the cannon fodder, who was not dead, stretched out his hand towards Tu Lichen, hoping to be rescued.

However, Turichen ignored them.

Let the soldier measure the depth, and at the same time notice that the traps are very hidden, and the surrounding soil is new, indicating that it has just been dug for a short time.

After understanding the situation, Turchen hurried back to his position and reported to Turg.

Turg listened, frowned, and said, "This guy is really cunning, and he actually uses the method of dealing with prey against us. ”

"E, if you can't break through these traps, you won't be able to get close to Luangu Pass."

"I'll put the cart in front, and you will lead your men to follow behind, poke the ground with sticks, and arrange for the earth-moving cart behind to fill in these traps."

"My subordinates understood."

After a little rest, Houjin went on the offensive again.

As soon as Yang Chengying saw their formation, he knew that Turge had been fooled.

"Tell the order, do what you do."

"Order!"

Knock knock knock ......!

The war drums of the Ming army sounded, and the herald issued the flag of "out of battle".

The heavy city gate of Luangu Pass was pulled open from the inside with a creak, and the cavalry of the Fengzi Battalion quickly left the city, raising pieces of dust.

Immediately afterwards, the foot soldiers of the Water Battalion and the Fire Battalion also quickly left the city against the dust.

Outside Luangu Pass, a strange phalanx was formed.

The first two rows were full of strong men holding huge shields.

The soldiers who followed behind each had a long gun in their hands and two throwing guns on their backs.

Behind them, there were drummers, beating drums hanging from their waists.

The cavalry remained at the rear of the phalanx, leading the horses, ready to mount at any moment.

This is a modified version of the Macedonian phalanx.

The most important thing is that the soldier is well-trained, and physical fitness is also very important.

Yang Chengying didn't train this formation at the beginning, because there were too many hungry soldiers, and this kind of high-intensity training was not suitable for them.

Later, it was different, the logistics were sufficient, and the training began.

In addition, Yang Chengying also prepared a surprise for the Houjin soldiers!

Shen Yourong, who was standing beside Yang Chengying, was taken aback, it was the first time in his life that such a well-trained army had been seen.

The pace is neat, the advance and retreat are consistent, and you can't do it without a long time of training.

On the lookout, Yang Chengying saw that the formation had been successful and ordered an attack.

The heralds immediately sounded the flag, and the drummers beat the drums of the attack.

"Attack!"

Xu Shang roared angrily.

The phalanx marched forward in unison with the beat of the drums.

Behind them, the cavalry also leaned on and did not mount their horses.

"Throwing guns...... Preparation! ”

Xu Shang issued the order, and the little drummer immediately changed the rhythm of the drum.

All pikemen put down their spears, threw their guns in their hands, and prepared to shoot.

Turk, who was in the rear, looked at it and shouted that it was not good, this was the spear-throwing formation that made Sanbeile suffer a big loss.

"Immediately give the order to retreat, we have been fooled."

Turg realizes that there are not many traps, and that he has overestimated it.

However, as soon as the order to retreat was given, the throwing of guns had already arrived.

Whoosh ......

Yes! Yes! Yes!

The soldier pushing the earth-moving cart in the back could not stop the throwing gun that drew a parabola in the air, and was hit at the first time.

After a round of throwing guns, the pikemen immediately picked up their spears and steadily advanced forward.

The Houjin soldiers did not have time to collect the corpses of their comrades, so they could only listen to the clarion call to retreat and hurriedly leave the battlefield.

Those who didn't have time to evacuate were stabbed to death by a gun.

Knock knock knock ......!

Under the command of bursts of small drums, the phalanx continued to advance.

It was not until the throwing gun was withdrawn that it was withdrawn from the battlefield.