Arrows flew out overwhelmingly and fell into the Zhongyi army formation like a gust of wind and rain.
After shooting the arrows, the drums suddenly started playing, and the sergeants picked up their long spears. The formation gradually moved closer and the pace quickened.
"The thieves are nothing more than that, kill them!"
"kill!"
"The thieves are as timid as rats, but they have great achievements ahead of them, so why not take them?"
"kill!"
Junior officers seized the last moment to boost morale.
It almost became instinct without anyone's instructions. The soldiers had just seen the enemy's incompetence with their own eyes, and they felt proud and confident.
Everyone leveled their long branches, exerted all their strength, and rushed forward with a loud shout.
Almost instantly, the front line of the Zhongyi Army was dented.
Zhe Zongben also stood on the high platform of the watchtower. He was overjoyed when he saw the small square formations in front of the loyal army retreating continuously.
No one can say for sure what happens on the battlefield.
I was very confident beforehand, partly because of my confidence in my son's strength, and partly to boost morale, but no one could guarantee what would happen in the actual fight.
At this point I can finally let go of my snacks.
After all, the strength of the rebel army is more than twice that of our own! They are arranged in a wild goose formation, and the troops become thicker towards the back. In fact, there are already enemy troops moving forward from both wings, almost turning into a square formation.
The flag was displayed on the watchtower car.
The cavalry resting on the left and right slowly moved out, and their attack target was the prominent position on the left flank of the enemy's front line.
Before the battle, two people were killed, one person was captured alive, and a pocket cap was taken away. Their morale was exhausted. At this time, they were attacked by a section of the Zhe family army and retreated continuously. If they didn't take advantage of his illness to kill him, how long would it take?
The Leopard Riders also quietly came to the battlefield. However, they did not join the attack. They needed to wait for a better opportunity.
After the rumble of horse hooves sounded, the Zhongyi Army quickly responded, and more than a thousand horses rode forward to intercept.
At this time, the battlefield space was already very small, and the role of the cavalry archers was infinitely weakened. The cavalry on both sides were wearing armor and holding spears, and fought bravely.
Before the battle, the strong man who had captured the bandit soldiers rode past the enemy cavalry, clamped the horse's shaft under his arm, and struck the bandit's head and face with his right hand, causing the bandits to fall off their horses.
"Since ancient times, a certain man has killed whenever he wants and captured whenever he wants, but he doesn't have a single general under his command." While this man was killing people with ease, he was still hurting his heart.
But maybe it was because he was too much in the limelight today. Many thieves heard his loud voice and gathered around him, wanting to kill him to make him angry.
Under the military system of the country and dynasty, there must be cavalry troops when setting up formations, and there are regulations on where they should be deployed. Therefore, each vassal town has a certain number of cavalry troops, otherwise it will be difficult to set up the formations.
These cavalry troops are basically professionals who have been in the business for generations, inherited from father to son. If the shepherds on the grassland cannot get rid of the tedious burden of life, their cavalry and combat skills will not be as good as theirs.
Liangci, I carry out professional training from time to time. Isn’t my skill much better than yours?
Only the standing army of the grassland regime, which does not have to work and is supported by slaves, can compete with them. However, the methods that the two sides are good at are mostly different. The Central Plains cavalry is good at fighting, while the grassland cavalry is good at archery, but in different directions.
At this time, as soon as these people gathered around, Zhejiang sighed at the bad luck and did not dare to be arrogant anymore. He honestly slowed down his horse and charged hard with the others.
Another flag was displayed on the high platform where Zuri Zongben was standing.
Wang Chong was quickly reminded by his own soldiers, and his spirits increased: "It's finally my turn to go into battle."
The two thousand auxiliary soldiers immediately got busy. Working in pairs, they quickly took off their armor and worked together to put it on for the soldiers.
The horses also began to wear armor.
These war horses have long been accustomed to the battlefield environment, and are also accustomed to high-intensity charging and carrying heavy loads. At this time, each of them snorted and their horse hooves scratched the ground, feeling just like those big-headed soldiers.
Horses and horses, just like people, are very different.
After the armor was put on, the auxiliary soldiers helped the warrior master onto the horse, then lifted the heavy horse pole and put it under his arm.
The drums sounded.
The Qianqiu were divided into three parts, lowered their masks, raised their horses at an angle, and began to jog at a small pace.
The garrison of hundreds of light cavalry also got on their horses, guarded the left and right, and started running after them.
After slowly regaining its feeling, the war horse panted heavily, its speed gradually increased, and the sound of hoofbeats became more intensive.
At the end, almost the entire ground began to shake. The iron kite leveled the horses' stalls, and the men and horses became excited and ran out of the rear formation like a torrent.
Zhao Kuangning saw this shining silver troop immediately.
"What is that!" In fact, he didn't need anyone to answer. The military system and combat methods were mostly inherited from the Northern Dynasties. How could any martial artist in the Tang Dynasty not know about props, armor, and cavalry?
"Where did this team of people come from?" Zhao Kuangning slammed the fence and asked angrily.
Xia Thief's intention is very clear.
A part of the cavalry came forward and attracted a large group of cavalry from their own side to encircle and suppress them. At this time, they released armored cavalry, and there were as many as a thousand cavalry. Looking at their direction, they went straight to the left wing of the front line. It was obvious that they wanted to retreat while fighting.
The phalanx collapsed in one fell swoop.
"Don't worry, Commander, General Zhao still has hundreds of cavalry at hand, who can stop him." An aide comforted him.
Zhao Kuangning acted as if he hadn't heard anything and stared straight ahead.
Thousands of riders and horses are all wearing heavy armor, and there are veils on the faces of the people, and even the horse skirts have parasites inserted into them. It can be said that the whole body is protected to the extreme.
They did not need to boost their morale and were silent throughout the whole process, but just the tall horse, the thick horse trunk that could almost be used as a tree trunk, and the indomitable momentum gave people an unstoppable feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts.
The armored cavalry had already fully charged.
The Zhongyi Army acted as the garrison's cavalry and rushed over, but was blocked by the Weisheng Army's light cavalry guarding the two flanks.
The long spear in Tie Yaozi's hand became more and more stable, and the direction of the steel torrent did not change at all.
Speed up, speed up, speed up!
"Boom!" Like a wild bull rushing into the china shop.
The infantrymen of the Loyalty Army who bore the brunt of the attack almost didn't even hum, and a large piece of their chest was collapsed by the "trunk".
With this speed and weight, what difference does it make whether you are holding a horse tree or a tree branch?
Zhao Kuangning almost subconsciously closed her eyes.
The last impression left in my mind was a large group of reflected silver lights, cutting diagonally into the gray crowd from the front left. Like a knife cutting tofu, it was divided into two halves.
The iron kite is still charging.
This group of infantry of the Loyalty Army was already on the verge of collapse. If they were replaced by light cavalry, they would probably be able to get away, not to mention the armored cavalry.
The bull that rushed into the porcelain shop did not slow down at all, and rushed into the next wave at an angle.
The defeated troops in the previous group were supposed to retreat from the gaps on both sides of the phalanx. If they had been dispersed normally, they would have walked like this. Once they ran away, the sergeants in the rear formation would not be lenient. Whether they were using rifles, bows or spears, they could
Make a lasting impression on them.
But this time, instead of being defeated after a fierce battle, they were directly overwhelmed by the armored cavalry that fell from the sky.
The irrational broken soldiers ran in a disorderly manner, and their positions were shaken a bit. Some sergeants stabbed the rushing soldiers with their spears under the orders of the officers, and suddenly there was a cry.
But this may be the fatal mistake they made. Before the spear could be recovered, the iron kite had already arrived.
The sergeant blocking the front spurted blood from his mouth and was knocked away.
The people behind also ran away and became a mess.
They were not Zhaoyi's elite soldiers with excellent psychological quality. They dared to hook the heavy cavalry off their horses without losing their organizational structure. After being disrupted by diagonal stabs, they immediately collapsed.
The horse's speed dropped slightly, but the charge did not stop.
A large rain of arrows shot from the front, clanging on the Yaozi's armor without any effect. Even the strong momentum of the arrows could not dismount the iron kite.
They charged diagonally into the last phalanx of the Loyalty Army's front line.
The enemy troops raised their guns to attack. This was their last resistance.
Dozens of riders ignored the whines of their horses and stretched their horses' potential to the extreme. They were like flying bears wading through thorny bushes, crushing many flowers, plants and shrubs along the way, and then rushed towards the final destination.
"Stop them!" Zhao Dewan grabbed a Mo Dao and roared.
Ma Shan came roaring with the sound of wind. The infantry of the Loyalty Army who desperately stepped forward to intercept were swept to the ground. After stumbling for a few steps, they fell to the ground again.
Zhao Dewan held a knife in both hands and faced him without hesitation.
More than ten horses rushed towards him and drowned him in the thicket of horses.
Wang Chong rushed his horse from the rear. After abandoning his horse, he grabbed the flag of the Zhongyi Army's front line and rushed out of the enemy's formation again.
There seemed to be a wailing sound over the entire battlefield.
The front army was defeated three times in a row. More than 2,000 people were defeated. The flag was captured and the general's life or death was unknown.
This battle has reached a critical moment of life and death for the Zhongyi Army.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Seeing the flag of the enemy's front line fall, the morale of the Weisheng Army infantry that was slowly advancing was greatly boosted. The enemy in front of them had completely given up resistance and turned around to flee. There was no way they could do it anymore.
cause any obstruction.
Once the front line is broken, we will find the enemy's central army. Now that their morale has been greatly reduced, can they still be stopped?
Another flag was raised on the high platform of the Chinese army.
Soon, a general came out of the queue, took off his helmet, stripped off his armor, and roared: "Changjiandu, come with me and beat up the drowned dog!"
Hundreds of soldiers armed with Mo Dao, long swords, and long Ke axes came out and rushed to the front like arrows.
They were like a fast-moving wall. Every time they took a step forward, some thieves were knocked to the ground dripping with blood.
Zhao Kuangning was still standing on the high platform, but it was his hands that supported the weight of his body.
He looked at the battle lines that were approaching him with a deathly expression.
The armored cavalry of the Xia thieves had returned to their own formation after breaking through three formations in a row, beheading the generals and seizing the flag. They had lost some men, but the main force was still there, and it seemed they still had room for a second charge.
At this time, Zhe Zongben sacrificed his second elite force, about 800 heavily armored warriors. Just like Li Siye back then, the sergeants were wearing heavy armor, holding heavy swords, mo knives, long Ke axes, and
Make an arrow and advance along the wall.
The front was full of disintegrated soldiers, their lives being harvested coldly, unable to stop the advance of the wall at all.
Behind that wall, thousands of soldiers armed with rifles and rifles were harvesting the fish that had slipped through the net.
All the more than 4,000 men in the front army were killed, and the center army was also in chaos, and there was a lot of noise.
"Commander, there is an uproar, and this battle cannot be fought. If the rebel army doesn't come, that's it. Once there is a fight, the Chinese army can't stop it. It's better to lead the people back to the camp first, and then do other things."
"The morale of the army has declined. If we return to the camp now, wouldn't we become a turtle in a urn?"
"It's better to let the cavalry charge again, and we will take the opportunity to stabilize the Chinese army's position. It only takes half an hour. If the position cannot be stabilized, everything will be over."
"How to stabilize the position? In ancient times, there have been examples of battles in which the front army was defeated and the Chinese army stabilized and slowly retreated. But what is the situation now?"
"We still have a stable position! It's time to protect the commander and retreat. We still have capital. If the commander is here, the town will be in chaos, and there will be no chance of a comeback."
Everyone was talking about it, but they still couldn't come up with an idea.
Zhao Kuangning's head was spinning. She felt that what this person said made sense and what that person said was good, but she just didn't know who to listen to.
"The thieves' armored cavalry moved again!" someone exclaimed.
Zhao Kuangning immediately looked over and saw those armored knights climbing on the backs of horses again, holding the horseshoes in their hands at an angle, clamping the horse's belly with their legs, and slowly accelerating.
This is really a good time to seize!
If our army's position was stable and its morale did not drop, these armored cavalry would not dare to charge, but at this time, alas!
After the ground shook, the noise from the Chinese army became even louder, and even the flags of the phalanx fell down.
Zhao Kuangning felt a pain in his chest. The 20,000-strong army was probably lost today! The Zhao family has worked hard for several years, but it has to be wasted. It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!
"Take the commander away quickly!"
"Don't go back to the camp!"
"Go to the river and get on the boat!"
"There are still soldiers in Xiangzhou, there are still soldiers in Dengzhou, there are 30,000 yamen troops, but there are only more than 10,000 here. We still have a chance, it is important to protect the commander and escape."
Zhao Kuangning was like a puppet, being helped off the high platform by his subordinates, and then helped onto a fast horse.
He watched all this blankly and did not say anything to stop it.
More than a hundred riders left the watchtower carriage and headed straight towards the river.
There are also loyal soldiers who stayed behind. Their honor, disgrace, wealth, and wealth are all tied to Zhao Kuangning. If the coach is here, no matter who the master of Xiangyang is in the future, he will have nothing to do with them. From then on, he will be impoverished and suffer all the humiliation.
No one will look at them again.
Rather than being humiliated like this, it is better to fight to the death and seize the rear. Even if he unfortunately dies in battle, as long as the commander escapes successfully, his family will receive a generous reward, so the fight is not in vain.