The next day, small groups of cavalry were sent out to harass the city. The two sides struggled like this for two more days, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. Finally, early one morning, Peiping City suddenly showed up with all its troops and horses, making a move to withdraw to the grassland.
In the tacit cooperation of both parties, you chased each other, and finally set up a formation at the most suitable venue.
Nearly 400,000 people faced off against each other, and the entire world was filled with a sense of murderous aura. The formations of both sides continued to change with the flying flags. Zhu Biao came to the forward position under the protection of the generals. The two sides left to fight, and there was still time to go.
a little.
Bei Yuan also wants to display artillery. Don't think that Bei Yuan can only ride horses and shoot arrows. Although they don't like to use firecrackers, they will not refuse such a good thing as artillery.
Zhu Biao glanced at the formation on the opposite side and couldn't see many people at all. All he could see was heads.
Zhu Biao's appearance undoubtedly had an encouraging effect on the soldiers on the front line. Zhu Biao naturally knew this, otherwise he would not be in the mood to show his face to the front line troops.
Just when Zhu Biao was about to return to the Chinese army, he saw Mu Ying galloping over on her horse with a disgraced face.
He quickly shouted towards Zhu Biao: "Your Highness, Wang Baobao has left Shanxi!"
Lan Yu and others quickly stopped him and told him the arrangement.
Mu Ying breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Zhu Biao would have an accident all the way. Now that he was relaxed, his eyes felt dark, but he also knew that this was a critical moment. He cheered up and said: "Your Highness, Xu Shuai has received the final call."
After receiving the general's news, we immediately sent 50,000 cavalry to support us. They are right behind us, but they won't arrive until tomorrow, so we might as well delay it."
Just as Zhu Biao was about to say something, he was interrupted by several dull gunshots. The two sides had already begun to test. Zhu Biao waved his hand and led the people back to the Chinese army camp. Everything started according to the established plan...
Now that the sun is rising and the fog has not completely dissipated, Beiyuan's front army has 60,000 infantry and 40,000 cavalry on each wing. A total of 140,000 troops are like a hungry beast, staring at the enemy in front of them.
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There was a loud and urgent horn, and the army under the banner of Riyue Ming was dispatched. The black sky was like a pine forest, and the formation seemed to be roughly the same as that of Beiyuan.
Suddenly, the drums and horns sounded loudly, and the flags were fluttering in the wind. The cavalry on both wings of the Northern Yuan Dynasty took the lead and moved forward like a sharp sword unsheathed. In an instant, they crossed to the front of the Ming army's formation and fired a volley into the sky, causing the rain of arrows to overturn.
And down.
Just when the opponent's cavalry was dispatched, Li Wenzhong waved his hand under the flag of the former general, and the Ming army's flag waved, accurately delivering the order.
Royal!
The soldiers in the front row of the Ming army instantly raised shields that were enough to cover their upper bodies, and they cooperated with each other to form a stable shield array.
Countless arrows were nailed hard on the shield, and hundreds of people were still hit by the tricky arrows. Just before the next round of Beiyuan cavalry's upward shots, the fire gun soldiers and archers behind the shield soldiers quickly fought back.
, after two rounds of fighting, it’s time to get down to business!
The shrill sound of bull horns shook the position, and the Ming army's cavalry roared to meet them. The heavy armored infantry also marched unstoppably, like a black wave sweeping over the plains.
Beiyuan's infantry also launched a charge, and finally the two armies collided like an overwhelming mountain. Thunder resounded through the valley, and like a vast expanse of raging waves crashing into the mountains. Artillery bombarded each other's camp, and spears and scimitars flew sonorously.
, spears and spears whizzed past, dense rain of arrows was overwhelming like locusts crossing the border, dull shouts of death and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!
The collision of iron armor, the stubborn heels, the ferocious faces, the bloody swords, the low howls, the diffuse smoke, the entire mountain plain was shrouded and annihilated by the tragic atmosphere of this primitive fight.
Zhu Biao held the hilt of his sword and listened to the sound of fighting coming from afar, but he did not order the Chinese army to press forward. The time had not yet come. If he directly crushed the Prince of Beiyuan, Wang Baobao would not take the bait.
The slaughter continued. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to be shaking, and the mountains and the ground were shattering. In an instant, every living life was reduced to nothing. They seemed to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, revealing that their limbs were broken apart.
, the torso was in pieces.
At this moment when he was swallowed by the blood, he could no longer distinguish what a weapon was. Blood-red hands and sharp teeth couldn't wait to tear apart the faces.
The soldiers on both sides have long lost their rationality and are going out of control to satisfy their desire to kill. Fortunately, they don't need reason either.
Li Wenzhong observed the overall situation seriously and calmly. Countless instructions were conveyed to the generals who commanded the troops through flags and horn sounds. Even during the fight, they had to constantly change their opponents. Fight here for a while, charge there for a while, and then again.
Or where to hold your position and protect the loaded firearm behind you...
On the battlefield, corpses lay on the ground, bleeding continuously, but no one moved forward to clean up. The thick smell of blood and sweat mixed with each other filled the air, pungent and unpleasant, but the war continued, but Beiyuan was
Gradually we were at a disadvantage, and some people began to flee backwards.
Wang Zhi, the Marquis of Lu'an, and Gu Shi, the Marquis of Jining, led 20,000 cavalry to fight with the Northern Yuan right army. Nanxiong Marquis Zhao Yong, holding a horse in his hand, led 5,000 elite heavy armored cavalry to attack the enemy's Chinese army's tent directly.
The cavalry instantly tore through the defense of the Prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Zhao Yong broke open the tent but found that there was no one inside. Zhao Yong laughed loudly and said: "Your prince has already run away, just like your emperor.
These are unsown things! Why don’t you surrender quickly!”
Although most of the soldiers of the Northern Yuan Dynasty could not understand it, as long as there were a few people who could understand it, it would be fine. As soon as it was passed from ten to ten and hundreds of people were shouting in Mongolian, the military morale of the Northern Yuan Dynasty declined again.
Nanxiong Hou Zhao Yong stopped fighting forward. In this moment, his cavalry had already lost more than a thousand people. This was the most elite cavalry in the army, but the soldiers of the Prince of Beiyuan were not easy to bully.
Zhao Yong cut off the commander's flag, and with the support of the Marquis of Lu'an and Jining, he fought his way back to the front of the formation. Of the five thousand armored men, only about two thousand were left, and there were many wounded.
But everything was worth it. When the soldiers of the Beiyuan Dynasty saw that their flag had fallen down, their morale was in chaos. Li Wenzhong shouted, raised the flag, and the whole army charged...
Zhu Biao at the rear also pulled out the long sword from his waist. The Chinese army was instantly divided. Thirty thousand cavalry rushed around and surrounded the Beiyuan army. Only Zhu Biao was left with Quan Xu's thirty thousand pro-army troops and Lan Yu's twenty thousand troops.
cavalry.
Zhu Biao took a deep breath and ordered Song Guogong to go around and ambush the day before yesterday, making sure to block the route of the Northern Yuan army escaping back to the grassland.
As for whether Song Guogong was loyal or not, Zhu Biao never cared. With the war situation like this, as long as he was a smart man, he would naturally make a smart choice, whether to help the victorious Ming Dynasty or to help the fleeing Bei Yuan.
………………………… I hope you all like it, it’s my first time writing about war and I’m a little awkward (ì_í)
