Chapter 507: Yanyue Vehicle Array
Most of the war horses were sent across the river.
Many grain trucks were also emptied.
Now, an arc-shaped vehicle array of less than 30 miles is arranged on the river bank.
Like a crescent moon.
The master guards are eight hundred broken formation crossbows.
It's obviously outside.
When Lu Zhichang saw his cavalry returning, he quickly ordered to move out of more than a dozen passages.
When Karakhan saw it, he was immediately anxious.
"Roar up and don't let them in!"
Of course he knew.
There is a protection for this kind of half-man-tall carriage.
Even a archer wearing leather armor can cause great damage to the Uighur army.
The Zhou army appeared on the battlefield early in the morning, with more than 200,000.
And one goes up and the other goes down.
After chasing for dozens of miles, the Uighur army suffered more than 100,000 casualties.
The gap in military strength between the two sides is constantly narrowing.
If Zhou Jun relied on the chariot formation to spend most of the day.
How many people will be killed or injured by the Uighur army under his command?
Chen Lin turned around and took a look.
The Uighurs rushed faster.
Karakhan is anxious?
"Breaking the formation crossbow, launching heavy arrows!"
"Swish swish swish!"
The heavy arrows like spears flashed with a cold light.
The distance between the two sides is only more than a hundred steps.
The kinetic energy of the broken array crossbow is extremely strong.
“Ahhhhhh…”
The crossbow chariot is high enough that the heavy arrows shot through more than a dozen people will be exhausted.
This kind of blow is really terrifying.
Chen Lin saw the Uighur front army in chaos.
If you don’t fight back, when will you wait?
"Shoot the crossbow arrows!"
"kill!"
"Swish swish swish!"
Two or three consecutive waves of arrows were shot.
Everyone pulled out five feet to kill the saber and beat the horse back.
Damn it, he was so frustrated to be chased all the way.
"kill!"
"Kill all the Tartars!"
...
The melee battle entered a white heat in an instant.
Lu Dachang shouted at the 100,000 dismounted infantrymen in the chariot formation.
"What are you watching?"
"Arrow shot!"
A group of new soldiers suddenly realized.
Our iron canned cavalry are not afraid of light arrows.
Unlucky, aren't the Uighurs and Tartars?
"Swish swish swish!"
The rain of arrows covered the melee sides.
The Uighurs had no time to raise their arms, shields, and arrows.
The iron-armored cavalry on the opposite side is really too fierce.
A rider with a hard horse lance of more than 10,000 feet long is not much less powerful than a crossbow.
With the help of the impact of war horses, they often faced the dense Uighur cavalry.
The crossbow soldiers broke the formation and separated their wings and started to attack whenever they had the chance.
Karakhan is clawed.
He was also shocked.
How could the people of the Great Zhou be so capable?
Is this still a soft Southern barbarian?
Seeing the front army be defeated, the opponent's armored soldiers and heavy cavalry rushed to the central army.
In a trance, he remembered the supreme cause of the Great Qi Dynasty traversing the Western Regions.
Let alone the Uighurs.
The Kazakhs and Uzbeks who were farther away were beaten to kneel.
There is no way!
The heavy cavalry of the Great Qi Dynasty, holding a horse spear, was an invincible existence.
Now, has Dazhou started using this thing again?
"Retreat!"
It is really unwise to go against the heavy cavalry in the field.
Anyway, the heavy cavalry charges, and the time to persist is limited.
If you keep a distance, you still have to fight this battle.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
A low horn sounded.
The Uighur cavalry who died and injured were like a general amnesty, turned their horses and ran away.
Chen Lin's troops, whether they were light cavalry or heavy cavalry, were exhausted.
Winding the string also requires strength, not to mention this wave of melee fighting.
Chen Lin shouted in time.
"Light and heavy rider, alert on the winding string!"
"Breaking the crossbow forward!"
"Old Lu, hurry up and clean the battlefield."
Lu Zhichang rode out happily.
The dismounted cavalry behind him were so happy.
I just sent my mount to the west coast.
There are so many bossless war horses all over the ground.
Karakhan retreated very simply.
In a blink of an eye, the two armies set apart twenty miles apart.
When the casualties were counted, the old Khan, who was nearly 60 years old, crunched.
I fainted directly.
More than 120,000 were killed in battle?
The minor and serious injuries exceeded 100,000?
In such a short period of time, only half of the troops could be defeated?
Allah is above.
Do you have to wait for reinforcements?
"Sweat..."
"Wake up, sweat!"
The Great Zhou army has become a sea of joy.
The melee time is too short, and the power of heavy riding is far beyond imagination.
Without the light cavalry in the leather armor, the casualties on our side were almost negligible.
On the grassland.
The Uighurs' corpse was beyond sight.
Murong Dongsheng sighed.
"Governor, we're a bit harsh!"
"There will be 70,000 to 80,000 in this close combat alone."
"Are we more enemies killed by us on the 50-mile retreat?"
Chen Lin was a little worried.
"Damn it, if you accidentally get a lottery?"
"I'm afraid the Uighurs' casualties are nearly half."
"Karakhan either withdrew to Xiazhou or..."
"Retreat directly!"
Lu Zhichang took off his iron helmet, shook his head with white hair and said with a smile.
"Chen Lin, don't underestimate heroes like Karakhan."
"He won't withdraw his troops!"
"In the intelligence, didn't he summon half a million reinforcements?"
"The Uighurs can afford this loss."
Chen Feng laughed.
"It's better not to withdraw!"
"Even if all his reinforcements arrive."
"In a short time, I can't get a total of 500,000 troops to fight."
"Let's keep fighting!"
Chen Yun pondered.
"Governor, two great commanders."
"Our soldiers and horses are exhausted, so we have to repair them for at least two or three days!"
"Will Karakhan directly attack the Hengshan line during this period?"
"The Xi'an Prefecture behind is in danger."
At this moment, Zhe Kelie and Yang Wenhan may have led his troops out of the customs?
Chen Lin said quickly.
"Master Lu, please inform the Hengshan Army and Yansui Army!"
"Have to be careful."
Lu Zhichang laughed.
"Don't worry!"
"When I withdrew from the river bank, I had already sent a messenger."
"The Karakhan reinforcements arrived early, which really caught us off guard."
"Zhe Kelie and Yang Wenhan will definitely retreat to the wall."
"In a short time, there is no danger."
Soon, the Malay newspaper.
The Uighur army retreated towards Xiazhou.
Chen Lin asked.
"Master Lu, can you hold hundreds of thousands of troops in Xiazhou City?"
Lu Zhichang shook his head and said.
"During the Great Qi Dynasty, Xiazhou City was not small."
"However, for more than two hundred years, the Han people in the city have already run away."
"The Uighurs advocate decisive victory in the field."
"Of course I won't care about border towns like Xiazhou, and they will be dilapidated long ago."
"It's okay to stuff hundreds of thousands of people into the city."
"Cows, sheep, and horses are absolutely unacceptable."
Chen Lin was happy.
"That's good."
"We don't need to repair for three days."
"It'll start working tomorrow afternoon."
"Karakhan is coming to fight."
"Let's just keep fighting and running."
A group of military generals were laughing from ear to ear.
Are you still addicted to this tactic?
Lu Yanshi said with a smile.
"This time, Karakhan will probably not be fooled."
It's enough to suffer a loss once.
Xiazhou always has some heavy city defense weapons.
Although the range is not as good as the breaking crossbow.
The Uighurs also have many tactical choices.
A single long-distance roundabout encirclement.
It's very troublesome to deal with.
This chapter has been completed!