Chapter 316 Flying Cavalry Strikes to Win the Game
"Look, the flying cavalry is dispatched." Guo Dajing pointed his finger and said: "This will be a winning blow, and it will also be a new method of warfare that Jianlu doesn't know."
Two teams of 300 cavalrymen rushed out from the gaps in the infantry formation, not very fast.
The cavalry continued to form teams while running, forming several walls dozens of cavalry wide. The speed became faster and faster, and they crushed the Jianlu cavalry.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The cavalrymen waved their sabers and roared loudly. The thunderous sound of horse hooves added to the power of the charge.
After the four groups of Jianlu cavalry engaged in an exchange of fire with the infantry formations, they had suffered heavy casualties. Their manpower and horse power had declined, and their psychology had also changed, showing signs of being separated from the battle.
At this time, the flying cavalry suddenly burst out, catching Jianlu by surprise.
"Go up to them and kill them all."
Nehru reacted quickly, roared loudly, and led his men to adjust their direction to meet the enemy.
If you continue to gallop along the original route, the enemy's cavalry will be chasing after you. In a cavalry confrontation, the emphasis is on hedging and gaining the upper hand in speed and momentum.
Nehru's decision was correct, but he knew nothing about Fei Qi. The hasty response was very reluctant for Fei Qi, who had been prepared for a long time.
The enemy's and our cavalry are approaching, with a solid wall on one side and scattered stones on the other. The result of the collision is even more shocking.
Nehru was a little panicked, a little at a loss, and a little confused. The distance between the enemy's cavalry was very small, and there was no way to get through, unless he killed the opponent and rushed out of the gap.
But it doesn't seem to be easy - Nehru was very close to the enemy cavalry before he came to this conclusion. Either he would be injured in a collision, or...
The sharp sabers struck down almost at the same time, not one, but three.
Nehru instinctively stopped his chopping movement and turned it into a parry with a skillful movement. This is the most normal reaction, just like subconsciously closing his eyes when being stimulated.
It was this little hesitation that cost Nehru his life. He blocked two knives, and the third one cut off his arm.
Nehru's arm spurted out a steady stream of blood, and he screamed as a cavalryman swung his sword backwards and beheaded him off his horse.
After collision and slashing, the first cavalry wall was pushed past. One-third of the flying cavalry fell from their horses, but they killed many Jianluo who suffered several times their own casualties.
It wasn't that the Jianlu were not skilled in horsemanship or martial arts, but that their subconscious reactions harmed them. After all, the purpose of fighting in battle is to kill the enemy, not to die together.
But the cavalry wall tactic is so immoral. If you don't kill me, I'll kill you too, you're desperate and decisive, and you'll basically be killed in vain.
The number of people in a cavalry wall was significantly reduced, and it was constantly getting closer and shrinking, hitting Jianlu with a smaller width. And Jianlu, who missed this cavalry wall, was met by another rushing wall.
"Kill!" Dozens of sabers slashed at him at the same time, and the reflected sunlight dazzled people's eyes.
Long-term training, the best among the best, the same chop but with different angles. This is the tacit understanding formed with the comrades, and it is difficult to describe the mystery in words.
The sound of the blade entering flesh and the sound of weapons clashing sounded almost simultaneously. Jianlu was stabbed in the shoulder and neck, blood spattered, and his head was tilted at a weird angle.
Chen Zhongyu slashed and blocked, and his sword skills were quick and skillful. He missed the Jianlu's scimitar, neutralizing his desperate move, and his comrades killed the enemy with one sword.
He gently deflected the horse's head, and at a very close distance, Jianlu's horse slipped through the narrow gap.
Chen Zhongyu and his comrades closed the distance again, raised their sabers high, shouted passionately to kill, and continued to charge forward.
There were not many words, and the comrades did not even look at Chen Zhongyu, who saved his life. All their feelings were expressed in roars, and they all understood them.
Slashing diagonally, slashing vertically, and striking together, the flying cavalry's moves with the saber are just a few simple moves.
But the simpler it is, the faster the army can be formed, and there is no need to pay attention to anything fancy in the battle. It's just you hacking and me hacking, and either you die or I live.
There was a flash of cold light, and the weapons clashed. The sharp dog-legged knife cut off Jianlu's scimitar. Its power did not weaken, and it cut a deep gash in Jianlu's face.
Blood splattered and screams filled his ears, but Liu Qishi turned a deaf ear and steered his horse to the side, crossing close to Jianlu's horse.
The comrades moved closer quickly, maintaining the most appropriate distance, which could not only slash several sabers at the enemy in front of them, but also allow the enemy's horses to pass right through.
Hehe! Liu Qishi glanced at the blood-stained steel knife. The magical patterns on it and the undamaged blade made him excited and happy.
"Kill!" Facing the enemy appearing in front, Liu Qishi roared angrily, raised his steel knife again, and rushed forward with his comrades shouting.
Boom, boom...
The infantry battle formation was not idle either. The musketeers often seized the opportunity and fired rounds of fierce volleys at the Jianlu who were fighting with their own cavalry.
Even if you don't pursue accurate hits, even if you just disturb Jianlu's horses and make them confused, it will be of great help to your own cavalry.
Every round of musket fire caused the Jianlu people to fall off their backs, their formations were confused, and their hearts were filled with panic.
At the same time, the third round of concentrated mortar bombardment once again covered the wide area where the Jianlu troops were located.
The men and horses were in chaos, and Rogga lost another war horse, falling to the ground in a panic. The shrapnel from the shooting cut his forehead, blood gurgled down, and his eyes were blurred.
Under the attack of muskets and artillery, several groups of attacking Jianlu were already in a state of decline in front of the rampaging wall of cavalry. However, the flying cavalry was constantly adjusting, sweeping away wave after wave.
The moment of decisive victory finally arrived. The cavalry in the center suddenly rushed out and, together with the friendly cavalry, attacked the Jianlu cavalry on the left side of the battlefield.
The addition of this new force announced the disastrous defeat of Jianlu. The two groups of cavalry quickly defeated the already scattered Jianlu, and the survivors fled towards the main formation in embarrassment.
"Kill, kill!" Liu Qishi roared and led his cavalry in pursuit.
While your illness is killing you, the Jianlu have fallen into chaos. This is a good time to use strictness to deal with dispersion, and to use high morale to defeat the frightened enemy.
Groups of cavalry were like a violent storm, shouting, holding high the gleaming sabers, and rushed towards the Jianlu troops.
Guo Dajing frowned slightly, raised his arm slightly, but quickly put it down again.
The commanders of the Flying Cavalry Battalion are Liu Qishi and Fan Dalin, and they grasp the timing very well whether it is fighting or attacking.
The victory was already within his grasp. Although he did not want the flying cavalry to incur too many casualties, this was how the cavalry should be used, to deal the final blow to the Jianlu who were already defeated.
If the cavalry battalion is always worried about casualties and develops the habit of restraining its hands and feet, it will not be worth the gain and destroy the spirit of the cavalry battalion.
"Bang the drum, attack!" Guo Dajing gave the order in a deep voice.
Amidst the rumbling drums, the infantry battle formation advanced again, stepping on the blood on the ground, guns and knives, and the enemy's corpses, with high momentum and unstoppable force.
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The commotion on the battlefield gradually subsided, and the Jianlu prisoners fled in panic, leaving behind thousands of corpses and wounded soldiers, as well as guns, swords, flags, and horse corpses everywhere.
Guo Dajing had already led the Zuo Xie rear battalion, following the flying cavalry who were pursuing them bravely, and advanced along the road towards Zhenjiang Fort.
Boats on the river were still busy going back and forth, transporting Kong Youde's rear-association officers and soldiers ashore.
Kong Youde did not wait for all the officers and soldiers of the Association to arrive. Using the standard as a unit, every thousand soldiers marched towards Zhenjiang Fort to provide support for the Left Association.
There were also carts loaded with ammunition and supplies, following the infantry, their wheels rolling, heading towards Zhenjiang Fort.
Zuo Xie's rear camp consisted of about 4,000 men and horses, plus a thousand flying cavalry and more than a thousand artillery. They fought against more than 2,000 Jianlu cavalry. Not only did they successfully land, they also dealt a heavy blow to Jianlu.
In fact, Guo Dajing could predict the victory, but he did not expect such a brilliant performance.
Obviously, after the great victory at Nanguan, the confidence of the soldiers increased and their combat power improved. They no longer had the fear of the captives, everyone worked bravely and the battle was fought beautifully, so it is not surprising.
Accompanied by Mao Chenglu and other generals, Mao Wenlong landed ashore, rode a war horse, and walked along the road to Zhenjiang Fort.
From the beginning to the end, Mao Wenlong did not wave the command flag on the ship, and all command rights were given to Guo Dajing. Like Mao Chenglu and others, he just watched quietly.
Most of the middle and senior officers of the Fourth Association, except those who stayed in Jinzhou, participated in the observation of the battle. The result of the battle shocked them and opened a bright window for them.
"Do you know why I value Zhongjing?" Mao Wenlong said slowly to the generals beside him: "You can't fight such a battle."
Mao Chenglu smiled bitterly and said: "General Guo has long been convinced by me and has no other thoughts."
In terms of family relationship and official position, Mao Chenglu was Guo Dajing's most competitive opponent. It was not a hostile relationship, but the future command of the Dongjiang Army.
Mao Wenlong indeed said to Mao Chenglu, not to mention that Guo Dajing was good at dancing, and in terms of combat command, he was better than all the generals. Even him, the coach, felt a little inferior.
In the Battle of Zhenjiang, he was granted full power and brought out officers to observe, firstly, to learn and improve, and secondly, to show Guo Dajing his talents and establish his prestige.
Mao Wenlong smiled faintly and said: "The Dongjiang Army is the foundation. If it is strong, it will benefit us all, and if it is weak, we will lose. I am very lucky that when I feel old and frail, I have Guo Dajing to step up."
"Commander, be strong and strong, don't say such depressing words." A general interjected: "Commander, please rest assured. Regarding General Guo, we are willing to obey orders, as long as you speak."
Mao Wenlong smiled and said: "After this battle, I will ensure that Guo Dajing is promoted to deputy general. In this way, it will be considered as a message."
Mao Chenglu sighed secretly in his heart. Although he had the desire to win, he was also well aware of the gap. He quickly bowed and said: "I will definitely obey Vice Admiral Guo's orders."
Mao Wenlong nodded, seemingly satisfied, and said earnestly: "You can also see a thing or two about General Guo's character. If you follow him, you won't suffer. Even I want to take advantage of him, and I want to pacify Liao and Pinglu as soon as possible.
, I want to be promoted to a noble title!"
This is very true. Mao Wenlong also had the wish to become a marquis in the past, but he did not have much confidence in Pingliao's extermination of the captives. Now, he saw hope and a very bright future.
All the generals agreed and praised Guo Dajing's character.
The improvement in the combat power of various ministries is obvious. Dongjiang Town was not affected even when food and salary were cut off. This is all due to Guo Dajing's great efforts.
"This landing operation in Dajing is just a test exercise, and there will be improvements." Mao Wenlong continued: "The new tactics of using foot to control cavalry is not as simple as it seems. Weapons and equipment are only one aspect, the psychological quality of the soldiers is
It’s more important.”
Geng Zhongming said: "The commander-in-chief is absolutely right. Under the rain of arrows and when the cavalry is charging, it is not easy for the soldiers to not panic and load and shoot normally."
"The most important thing is that there is no fortification cover, which will test the psychology of the soldiers." Mao Wenlong raised his riding whip lightly and emphasized: "Can Liao be defeated by just relying on the city for defense? Isn't it the same as Liao Town?"
Mao Chenglu nodded vigorously and said: "General Guo's Zuo Xie is almost fully trained. After the general returns, he will also intensify his training to not let the commander down."
Training alone is not enough, you must fight frequently and win continuously, so that the soldiers' psychological quality and fighting will can be greatly improved.
Mao Wenlong did not immediately throw cold water on him, but just smiled and nodded gently.
Among the generals, Shang Kexi did not speak, but just echoed. But the changes in his eyes showed that he was not calm.
When it comes to the gap in combat power, all the generals present agreed, but none of them expected it to be so big. Including Shang Kexi, the same was true.
But what makes Shang Kexi sigh with emotion is that Guo Dajing does not show a superior attitude in normal times, and always smiles so kindly.
"No wonder he wanted to use his troops to land first. It turned out that he was sure of victory. Or maybe it was for the generals to see, so that they would not accept it."
Shang Kexi thought this way and lowered his eyes, feeling secretly angry in his heart. He must bring out such a powerful force to add luster to his face.
By the way, you have to find an opportunity to humbly ask General Guo for advice on how to build such a strong army?
On the road, people, horses and vehicles kept moving towards Zhenjiang Fort. From the mental state, you can see the high morale, which was inspired by the victory.
The atmosphere can be infected quickly. After witnessing our own army defeating the Jianlu and chasing them away, the steps of the soldiers became brisk and agile.
There was a faint sound of gunfire from the front, and the officers gave orders, and the troops began to run forward. Although they were wearing armor, Zhenjiang Fort was only five miles away from the riverside.
Mao Wenlong and other generals also accelerated their horses and soon arrived in front of Zhenjiang Fort.
When Zhenjiang Fort appeared in his field of vision, Mao Wenlong felt excited, a little excited, a little sad, and other complicated emotions.
This is the place where he became famous. At that time, he led only 200 people to advance and retreat, wading three thousand miles across the sea, directly into the Jurchen rear area, and won by surprise, attacking Zhenjiang Fort to defeat the enemy.
Therefore, in the first battle, he was promoted from the capital to the deputy general. But the first battle was the pinnacle of glory. From then on, there was no record that shocked the government and the public.