Chapter 45: Leave a name in history (3)

The one who entered the battlefield with Taining Guard was the right guard of Yanshan Central Guard. Zhu Neng ordered the first thousand households to line up in twenty rows, each with fifty cavalry. He led the second thousand households to line up in conical assault formations, preparing to encircle.

Accompanied by the drum beats at the top of the city, the Yanshan Central Guard slowly advanced towards the Guangning Central Guard's banner.

Chu Zhi's arrangement was the same as Zhu Nengyi. The first thousand households had 20 rows and fifty people in each row. He took the second thousand households to turn right and encircle. The sound of drums on the stage shook the sky, and the soldiers of Guangning Central Guard raised their heads and raised their chests to urge their horses to enter the battlefield.

The positions of the two sides were apart one thousand steps, and the cavalry advanced against each other. Guangning Central Guard was one of the best equipped troops of the Liaodong Army. Yishui's newly clustered breastplate was a layer of leather armor at the bottom and a layer of rope armor was added in the middle.

A pinch of red tassels was scattered off the helmet, and a deer-skin gloves were worn on his hands, and he was dressed in a vigorous outfit. The flat breastplate, as smooth as a mirror, was shining with the reflection of the sun, and looked like a silver ocean from afar.

A black cavalry rolled over the Guangning Central Guard, while the Yanshan Central Guard was wearing traditional armor and layered iron sheets on the cowhide. This old-fashioned armor was not only heavier than the breastplate, but also had less protection ability.

The most powerful heavy-armored cavalry of the Ming Dynasty faced each other's tit-for-tat and slowly approached.

Six hundred steps apart, the reflection of Guangning Zhongwei's breastplate swayed the eyes of Qianhu, the Yanshan Zhongwei, making him very irritable.

He had no intention of calculating the relative distance, and raised his long spear and shouted: "Assault, assault!" The cavalrymen of Yanshan Central Guard responded loudly with their horses in their belly. A total of a thousand cavalry were holding various weapons, howling and urging their horses to run wildly.

Cavalry hedging is about whoever has the highest speed, whoever takes advantage of it. Before the speedup was reached, the opponent was already coming to kill.

Qianhu, the central guard of Guangning, didn't care much, and danced a sword in his hand, grabbed the horse's belly, rushed out. The cavalrymen behind him also speeded up, wielding swords, guns, swords and halberds and shouted to kill.

The small flag of Guangning Zhongwei is high and the ten-year-old veteran is dancing with an extended saber in his hand. The tension just now has disappeared. The speed of the war horse and the weight of the weapons in his hand. The shouts of companions are all aroused at this time.

Gao Yue stared at the Yan army coming towards him. He was even older than himself, waving a mace in his hand. This thing is powerful, and even if you touch a little, you will either die or be injured; but the mace is not easy to use and it is difficult to make a move.

Gao Yue kept reminding himself that as long as he avoided the first attempt, he would definitely die.

A battleship with silver light. A battleship with blackness approached each other in the smoke and dust. The opponent's armor, weapons, and even his ferocious faces could be seen with each other.

If modern warfare is a battle of steel, then the confrontation in the age of cold weapons is a confrontation between strength and courage. In a loud and sharp sound, two torrents collided head-on, shouts, screams, neighing of war horses, and collision of weapons.

The symphony becomes a movement of death. The courage between men reaches its climax at this moment.

Gao Yue succeeded. He sideways and avoids the other party's sharp rod. The sharp thorn of the wolf teeth is only about an inch away from his eyes. The moment he passed by in front of him, it seems that he suddenly slowed down and saw so clearly.

The two horses kicked the ball incorrectly, Gao Yue knew that the other party had no chance, so he slashed back and chattered. The blood flower bloomed on the back of the Yanshan cavalry. The sabers were pulled out a long incision on the cut armor as the two horses separated, and the muscles and Achilles tendons broke.

Gao Yue knew that the other party had lost his combat power because of this and could no longer sit upright and fight. If the rescue was instant, he could still save his life, otherwise he would die of blood.

When the two torrents collided violently in the middle of the battlefield, dozens of casualties were already on both sides. But the benefits of the Liaodong Army's armor showed its power at this time. The strong breastplate and the soft armor lined absorbed most of the energy.

Protect the knights and continue fighting.

When the two teams of cavalry of the vanguard were entangled, the two teams of cavalry of the two sides were surrounded by each other, led by their respective commanders and went in the same direction. One side was Zhu Neng, a fierce general of the Yan army.

One side was Chu Zhi, the strongest of the Yulin Army, and the two led their troops to collided again next to the vanguard cavalry battlefield.

The weapons in Zhu Neng and Chu Zhi were all long swords. The two of them bit each other, and they fought back and forth, and they were able to kill each other. Originally, Zhu Zhi had already strictly commanded the generals above Tongzhi to go to the front line.

But at some point, it will be military courage. Those tough generals still like to rush to the front of the front with ordinary soldiers.

In the Cold Weapon Age, the most important tactic of cavalry fighting was to encircle the opponent, forming more and fight less.

Another Guangning Central Guard's thousand households were surrounded again and met another Yanshan area. The fourth and fifth Guangning Central Guard's thousand households were surrounded again from more marginal areas. This time, there were finally no Yanshan thousand households to stop him. The Guangning Central Guard finally formed a battlefield surrounded by the advantage of military strength.

Five thousand cavalry of Guangning Central Guards surrounded three thousand Yanshan Central Guards.

The same thing happened on the other side of the battlefield. The Yulin Right Guard also completed the encirclement of the Yanshan Right Guard by relying on its military strength. At this time, the peak moment when the Taining Guard was officially massacred.

No one can say that the Mongols of Tainingwei were not brave enough. They attacked three positions of horses on the front and could not use their horsepower to assault. They had to wear thick leather armor to cross the positions of horses before they could attack the positions of horses like horses. There were also loud noises on the flanks to bring life-harvested projectiles.

The first thousand households that rushed to the front of the formation almost all fell in such a narrow space.

Commander Baosheng, despite the failure of the city to withdraw his troops, stopped the two thousand households from behind to continue attacking. The Mongols' Cow Horn echoed on the battlefield. The slowly and slowly, the Mongolian cavalry, who were already a little discouraged, finally breathed a sigh of relief. They did not have to devote themselves to an impossible task like their companions.

According to the junction between the horse-slinging array and the musling array, it has become the Shura hell. The Mongols suffered casualties among the three horses, with broken branches and broken arms scattered among the corpses, and the injured horse lies on the ground or presses on people, waiting for the last journey.

The blood of nearly a thousand people gathered into a trickle of water, flowing towards both sides of the horse, passing through the bodies that fell under the muskets and pistols.

Some Mongolians who were not breathing were lying in the blood, panting heavily. A soldier who was still a child cried and stuffed the intestines flowing out of his stomach. He thought this would save his life, but in a short while when the blood was gone, he would slowly die.

Zhang Baifang looked at everything in front of him coldly, without any expression on his face, but his heart was shocked by this unilateral killing.

According to the following horses, the Liaodong Army suffered only a hundred casualties, but the muskets alone caused more than three hundred people to die in front of the position.

Zhang Baifang suddenly remembered that once the Liao King went to the military academy to talk about muskets to everyone. He said that as the shooting accuracy and range improve, the war will become different. The party with the firearm will crush the side that is behind without physical contact.

At that time, Zhang Baifang and the others did not really understand what Zhu Zhi said, except for their respect for the Liao King. Moreover, there was no battle in Liaodong before, like now, with a whole thousand households, and there was no fighting that was massacred.

The other generals on the stage were also surprised to see everything that happened on the battlefield. Although sometimes they could achieve such a one-sided victory, either the opponent's morale was disintegrating or the opponent was defeated.

But just now, the elite Yan army, who were obviously strong in morale, were attacking their fronts.

They looked at me, and I looked at you, as if they were asking, the battle ended like this? In the same battle a year ago, Ningyuan Guards almost collapsed under the continuous attacks of two Yan guards, but today the attacks of the two most elite Mongolian guards were easily resolved.

The only thing that was not surprised on the battlefield was Zhu Zhi. He leaned on the chair, touched his mouth with his hands, and quietly watched the killing not far away.

When the Mongolian horn was blowing, Zhu Zhi moved his eyes further away, where five thousand Guangning Zhongwei cavalry swept the right guards of Yanshan, and Qiu Fu's military flag on the other side of the battlefield was also surrounded by Yulin Zhongwei.

It's almost over, Zhu Zhi muttered, "Zhu Lao Si must not lose his temper, hurry up and retreat, you won't win."

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The cannon below Zunhua City sounded, and the Yanshan Central Guards and Right Guards who were surrounded on both sides sold a flaw, broke through the encirclement and ran towards both sides of the battlefield.

The battlefield calmed down temporarily, but not long after, the drums at the top of the city sounded again, and six neat infantry phalanxes stepped on the drum beats and perseveredly drove towards the Liaodong Army positions. The two big flags of "Yanqing Guard" and "Yanshan Forewart" flew in the wind.

When the first two square formations passed halfway through the battlefield, the "Yulin Heavy Cavalry" boarded the horse to prepare for the battle. The equipment of the Yulin Heavy Cavalry was the same as that of the ordinary Heavy Cavalry, except that the horses were all covered with armor.

Qianhu Zaoqi is covered with heavy armor, and a Qinglong Yanyue sword in his hand. No matter whether it looks like Guan Yu or not, he always likes to caress the long beard under his cheeks.

When the square formation passed two-thirds of the battlefield, Zaoqi whirled the big knife in his hand and shouted loudly: "Yulin Heavy Cavalry!"

"Invincible!" Thousands of troops behind him responded in unison.

Zaoqi drove an anxious war horse around the formation, slowly raised his sword, and then suddenly hit the back of the knife on his chest. The "bang" earthquake sounded, and another loud shout: "Yulin Heavy Cavalry!"

"Bang... attack is impossible!" The soldiers' fighting spirit in their chests was already excited, and they all imitated the soap flag and knocked the weapon in their hands on their breastplate.

The soap flag slams the reins of the horse, and the war horse neighs and raises its front hooves, "Kill!"
Chapter completed!