"Kill!"

With a low roar, which was also the only one on the battlefield at this time, the dense wooden spears poured down like an overwhelming rain of arrows.

The wails resounded instantly, and almost at the same time, the sound of the blade breaking the body also followed.

The speed of the cavalry charge is extremely fast, especially when the speed increases, and the damage caused is terrifying.

In 38 years, General Guan, the commander of the 32nd Army, retreated north to Guide through Xuzhou, and traveled to the junction of Henan and Anhui provinces between Dangshan and Yangji.

As a result, it was blocked at a bridge, the opposite side of which had been occupied by the Orientals, and eight heavy machine guns blocked the passage on the bridge.

With such dense firepower, the 52nd Army, which was in charge of this place, was beaten back several times when it organized a charge, and suffered heavy losses.

General Guan gathered the sixteen Mongolian horses in his army and personally selected the most fierce warriors who were not afraid of death to cooperate with him in the onslaught.

Only sixteen horsemen, suddenly charging when the enemy let their guard down, for a bridge that ordinary people would take minutes to run to the end, riding is fleeting.

Before the opponent's machine guns could fire, the sixteen cavalry had already entered the enemy line, and the fear of the cavalry at close range made these machine gunners even more panicked.

Ten people were cut down in an instant, and the rest abandoned their guns and fled.

And General Guan also has the reputation of Guan Yu of the ancients.

After perceiving this big opportunity for the day, Zhao Ming had a thought in his mind! Fast! Fast! Or is it fast!!

He didn't dare to guarantee whether there was heavy firepower in the opposing team, but no matter what, as long as he suddenly accelerated and rushed, all the bells and whistles had to be rushed.

Not only are there cases of cavalry crushing heavy firepower head-on at home, but there are even more cases abroad.

The most classic is none other than the Battle of Bespa, which was made into a movie.

This battle vividly shows the fear of the infantry in the face of cavalry.

The two sides of the battle were, 800 Australian light cavalry and thousands of Turkish infantry.

The Turkish infantry camp not only had a large number of guns and heavy firepower, but also a Makqin.

However, just because of a short period of inattention, the cavalry rushed to within a hundred meters, and he could not suppress the fear in his heart, and abandoned his gun and fled from the position.

Of course, there is also the terrain of the battle, the terrain has a lot of dust, and the cavalry will carry a lot of rolling yellow sand when they charge.

In addition, the soldiers squatting in the trenches looked at the past from a relatively low angle, and from that perspective, it was like seeing a sandstorm pushing over rapidly, and the fear in their hearts increased sharply.

It's a bit of a situation like that.

The heavy snow seriously obstructed the view, and the Outer Mongolians had no idea that there were so many enemies in ambush from fifty meters away.

What's more, the night is so thick that it is impossible to tell how many enemies there are.

But when they found the tremors, it was as if the whole earth was trembling in all directions, and there were screams and screams everywhere in their ears.

The sound of gunshots, howls, broken bodies, horses' hooves, and arrows breaking through the air all joined together.

With just one charge, the Heyan Banner Lord didn't even know what was happening in front of him, and he felt that the large army couldn't move forward.

"What's wrong? Kill me! Kill! ”

The Banner Lord kept yelling.

Didn't you run into an enemy? Why is the front one still blocked here?

And what about the machine gunners? Why not shoot?

"My lord! The front is almost unbearable! ”

Someone in front of him shouted.

Hearing this, the Heyan Banner Lord was even more angry and vomited blood.

"Heavy man! The Heavy opened fire on me! The Banner Lord continued to shout.

But soon someone in the rear shouted in response.

"My lord! No way! I can't see clearly, it's my own people who died in this fire! ”

Whether it was the Heavy who spoke or not did not know, but what was said was indeed the current dilemma.

The carriage dragging the machine gun was in the rear, and if it was fired, it would definitely be his own people who would die.

The Heyan Banner Lord also thought of this stubble, and hurriedly blew out a series of whistles.

The general meaning is to let the rear troops pull away, and the vanguard continues to resist.

The Balhu Department attaches a lot more importance to the training of passwords than the Pakistani Neighboring Tribe, otherwise if the Pakistani Neighboring Department were to face this situation, they could only shout at the top of their voices to transmit such complex instructions.

At the same time, people began to light the prepared torches.

Before, because he wanted to secretly go over to grab the battle in advance, the Bal Tiger Department also smeared forward, and now he continued to smear the entire army and didn't know how to die.

Torches lit up, but as the torches dispersed the night and provided a wider view, everyone's hearts were not warmed by these torches, but cooler.

The entire vanguard of the Balhu tribe was completely washed away, almost dyeing the entire snowfield red, and many people had just lit torches before they rushed to the front of the Zhensong army brothers and cut them off their horses.

The Heyan Banner Lord also saw this scene, and he was in the middle and rear.

Before setting out, he divided the tribal warriors into front, middle, and rear distributions.

However, the entire thousand-strong leader of the front army could barely see much resistance, and was already overwhelmed by the crowd of the other side.

These people were silent and terrible, and they could only bury their heads and rush forward, if it were not for the torch shining at all, they would not be able to see clearly that the situation had eroded to this point.

"Hold on! Resist it all for me! Wang Mao, even if you die, you have to resist me! ”

He Yan yelled at Wang Mao, the leader of the Chinese army on the side.

Wang Mao was a middle-aged man in Outer Mongolia who was about forty or fifty years old, with a full mouth and beard, and his face was a little frightened and overwhelmed under the firelight.

Hearing his own flag owner say this, he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

By the time he reacted, his own flag owner had already turned his horse's head towards the rear with more than 100 personal guards.

"Lord Saling, what should we do now?"

The deputy on the side was also frightened, the distance was already too close, and the enemy was already less than a hundred meters away from their side.

As for the vanguard troops, there are less than 100 people still fighting.

"What to do? What else can I do? For the glory of the Bal Tiger Ministry! Kill...."

Wang Mao pulled out the saber at his waist and roared angrily, whoosh! ~

Suddenly, an arrow passed through the crowd and went straight into Wang Maozuo's neck, piercing through the back of his neck.

"Chirp~!"

A sharp whistle sounded, and in an instant, without waiting for the reaction of the soldiers of the Balhu Division, the offensive efficiency of the Zhensong Army began to accelerate, and the left and right flanks were separated from the large army and began to circle around the entire Balhu Division.

If you can look down from above, you can see that the Zhensong army and the entire Chabei United Army are like a huge bag open to wrap these Outer Mongolian armies.

Fast! It's so fast!

As soon as the banner lord of Heyan led the rear army to retreat, there was a rush of horses' hooves from the rear, and when he turned his head, he saw two cavalry on the left and right sides of the cavalry coming towards them.

Finished!

Seeing this scene, the Heyan Banner Lord chuckled in his heart, and he was completely cold.

It was only half cold before, but now it's really cold.

Originally, it would not be so miserable, if the front could withstand it, they could quickly form a defensive formation when they retreated, and with the help of heavy firepower, they would teach this group of southerners a profound lesson.

But now it's too late.