On the top of a hillside in the north of Xingshan Mountain, General Liu Cheng, a guerrilla under the command of Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, asked anxiously: "Master, if you don't give the order, I'm afraid the Buying brothers won't be able to withstand it!"
Liu Zhaoji seemed to have made up his mind, and he shouted loudly: "Call the cavalry on the left and right wings to attack, and Liu Qiang's one thousand cavalry in the center will attack."
Liu Cheng looked puzzled and asked: "Master Handsome, can't we come?"
Liu Zhaoji stared at the battle at the foot of the mountain and replied casually: "A good steel mouth must be used on the blade!"
The heavy cavalry of the Tatar thieves continued to pour in, constantly dismounting, brandishing swords, tiger spears, maces and other heavy weapons and entered the battle group. As they continued to enter, the Ming army's array began to loosen and retreated continuously, opening gaps.
More and more Tatar thieves rushed in from everywhere.
Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves hitting the ground, getting louder and louder from far to near.
The hillside was full of bright red flags fluttering, rushing downwards. Behind each flag was a group of armored knights. They were slowly accelerating, swooping down from both wings of the infantry camp in a neat formation.
The Tatars reacted quickly. Before they could rush into the cavalry in the infantry camp, they immediately moved to both sides to attack the swooping Mingqi. They seemed not to care about the disadvantage of their own terrain. Many of the Tatars even quietly put away their long weapons.
, and took off the bow and took the arrow in his hand.
Seeing the melee between cavalry and foot, and the confrontation between cavalry and cavalry on the hillside, the battle was about to become fierce in an instant.
Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, shouted: "Bang the gongs, beat the drums, change the order, and tell the infantry to give way!"
He rode on a war horse, raised the mace in his hand, and shouted angrily: "My sons, follow me to kill the slaves!"
Kill. Kill the slaves...Kill the slaves.
Liu Zhaoji took the lead and rushed to the front. He danced a heavy mace, opening and closing, and was invincible wherever he went. More than 600 servants followed closely behind him, also galloping.
And down.
As the leader of his servant team, Liu Cheng wanted to rush in front of Liu Shaoji, but he was never able to do so.
Although the heavily armored Tatar cavalry abandoned their horses and fought on foot, they were wearing multiple layers of armor and could not be cut with swords or pierced with spears. However, if the infantry of the Ming army encountered their broadswords, tiger spears, and maces, they would only die.
, they were constantly smashing them into pieces or chopping them in half.
"Aha!
Liu Zhaoji let out a tiger's roar and struck down with the heavy mace in his hand. In front of him was a Tatar with a red flag, which made Bashiku subconsciously raise his shield.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
The shield cracked in all directions, blood and flesh splattered, and there was a cracking sound of broken bones. The Tatar's left hand was completely broken.
Where the left hand was broken, the white bones were exposed section by section, and the condition was horrific.
"ah
The Tatars were all divided and Pashiku howled loudly in pain.
"Go to hell, Tartars!"
Liu Zhaoji's eyes turned red, he roared again, and hit his head hard with the heavy mace.
The blood mist flew into the air, and the Tatars split Shiku's head and exploded in an instant. His upper body became pulpy, blood mixed with brain matter sputtered in all directions, but his body was clamped by the chariot and could not escape. It was so different.
The human form dies standing up.
Seeing that the general was so brave, all the soldiers under Liu Zhaoji's command were greatly boosted in morale and morale. They all followed the commander-in-chief Liu Zhaoji, shouted loudly, and charged forward to kill him.
Not only that, the Tartar heavy armored cavalry who rushed into the gap in Chezhen were also surprised. In addition to the power of the ancestral army outside Jinzhou City, they had also seen the bravery of the Wu family thief. Apart from that, they had not yet seen
I found out that there are still soldiers and horses in Liaodong who dare to fight.
The battle scene was extremely fierce, and people kept falling off their horses. The entire lower part of the hillside became a killing field, with people howling and horses neighing, just like hell.
Seeing that even after attacking the infantry camp of the Ming army, the Ming army showed no signs of collapse, the Tatars knew that their plan would not succeed.
At the same time, their own casualties were increasing. Such an exchange ratio was intolerable to them. What's more, according to the reports from the sentries, there was a group of over 10,000 Ming troops rushing towards this side.
Finally, there was a sound of golden drums rushing to retreat from the Tartar formation. The Tartar attacking team immediately retreated like a tide. Even the Tatar cavalry who were pretending to attack and harass the two wings also retreated.
Seeing their sudden retreat, a burst of cheers erupted from the Ming army's position.
However, how could Liu Zhaoji give up easily?
He personally led his servants in pursuit for hundreds of steps. Although he also suffered some casualties, he still managed to keep most of the Tatar thieves who were wounded or dead in front of the battle. He was the leader of these Tatar thieves.
To be determined.
Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, rode on horseback for inspection. All the generals and soldiers under his command were cheering and shouting wildly. The soldiers in the infantry camp were divided into several teams. Some were rescuing their injured soldiers, while others were carrying swords and axes to chop them.
The heads of the Tartar thieves were removed, and some were stripped of the clothes and armor from the Tartar thieves.
At this time, the infantry position under Liu Zhaoji was full of blood, flowing everywhere, and the groans of the wounded were everywhere. He was used to seeing such scenes and didn't take it seriously.
Liu Zhaoji was filled with pride and joy. According to current rough estimates, nearly a hundred Tatars had been beheaded in this battle. This was an unprecedented victory. How could Liu Zhaoji not be excited?
He looked at all the soldiers under his command, and they were all smiling. Even though they were bullying the smaller ones, they still won. Moreover, even if the Tatars used heavy armor and horses to rush into the formation, they still failed and retreated. How could the generals not be happy?
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The Tatars are nothing more than that!
Liu Zhaoji's general guerrilla Liu Cheng galloped towards him and shouted: "Master Handsome, the Tatars are fleeing to Nanshan. Do you want to take advantage of the victory and pursue them for a while?"
"Hunt! Chase! Chase!"
The entire Ming army's position was filled with wild shouts and howls.
Liu Zhaoji rode his horse and looked into the distance, hesitant in his heart, but when he saw that the soldiers were so excited, he also felt deeply that their military morale could be used. Suddenly, Liu Zhaoji raised the mace in his hand and shouted loudly: "The Tatars picked up my firearms.
It's not that easy to escape now0
Sons and gentlemen, follow me to pursue the slave thieves!"
With the prestige of victory in the battle, the general of Liaodong led nearly 4,000 cavalrymen under his command, shouting wildly, and rushed in the direction of the Tatars' retreat. He hoped to be able to drive away the Tatars completely in one go, and achieve great success again.
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However, after all, Liu Zhaoji had been on the battlefield for a long time, so he was still very cautious, and only used his cavalry to pursue the enemy in a hurry, while the infantry formed a slow-moving chariot formation behind to support the pursuing cavalry.
Liu Zhaoji pursued them all the way and killed some Tatar infantry who could not escape. The soldiers pursued them all the way to the foot of Jiama Mountain in the north of Xingshan Mountain.
But they saw the Tartar bandits holding a red flag, and the remaining defeated generals with the red flag gathered on a small mountain ridge. They had no shields and chariots, and only used shields, swords, and spears to form a formation and guard them tightly.
All the pursuing Ming troops were laughing wildly, and the situation was changing. Now the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed, and it was the Tatar soldiers' turn to defend and defend to the death.
Liu Zhaoji snorted coldly and thought to himself: The remaining defeated Tatar troops gathered here. When our infantry and battalion chariots arrived, we could defeat the Tatar formation with only musketry and artillery bombardment.
He commanded the cavalry to slowly deploy and surround the place where the Tartar thieves were on three sides. After a while, when the infantry chariots arrived, he was about to order an attack. He was suddenly stunned, and then his face turned pale: "This is impossible!"
He suddenly saw, and could see clearly, that there was a large ridge next to this small ridge, and a dense mass of Tatar cavalry slowly rode out from the woods on the ridge.