"The formation is fifty feet in front, one row is ready, the second row is ready..."
"Oh...oh...oh...oh..."
The tight formation pressed forward step by step, with the shields holding steel knives, hitting the shields, and making loud roars.
The roars were neat and loud, accompanied by strict and neat steps. The entire formation was like a flattened piece of iron, giving people an invisible pressure.
Dolei got on his horse and his falcon-like eyes shot out bursts of cold light. The Han people were so arrogant that they dared to take the initiative to advance the formation.
Raising the scimitar, Dole stepped on the stirrups and stood up almost straight, "Warriors of the grasslands, raise the scimitars in your hands, kill those cowardly Han people, reproduce the glory of Genghis Khan, and for the sake of immortality...
...kill......"
"kill!"
At the command, thousands of horses galloped.
The cavalry, which covered the sky and the sun, were running across the land of Zhangbei. The sky was drooping, and the neighing of the horses seemed to tear through the sky. They were galloping with lightning speed, and their scimitars held high were glowing with cold light.
This is such a red momentum. With a knife in hand, it feels like the world is in your hand. Every man, in such an environment, will either have his blood boiling or his knees will become weak.
On the top of the city, Chen Zilong looked pale, and his hands trembling while holding the battlements.
At first, I was a little complacent, but when I saw the scene in front of me, I realized how insignificant what I had experienced was. This... is the real war!
Tie Mo, who was in front of the killing storm, did not panic, but was calm and calm. His hand slowly raised, and then bursts of gunshots were heard amidst the chaotic sound of horse hooves.
The screams of war horses were accompanied by rows of Mongolians falling off their horses.
Six teams of musketeers turned the nearly ten feet in front of them into a death zone. Under the coverage of fire, more and more people were injured and killed, but this could not stop the Mongols from advancing.
Finally, the raging torrent on the earth hit the steel square.
boom.....
Bang bang bang...
During the first collision, the first row of shield walls was a little loose, but they quickly managed to survive under the strong support of the shield hand.
Many shield bearers dropped their knives and turned around to hold the tripod and shield with their backs. Under the crazy impact of the Mongols, some shield bearers were shaken to the point where their internal organs were displaced, and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.
Dore waved his scimitar, turned his horse's head, and shouted loudly: "Warriors, jump over and kill those Chinese dogs hiding behind... Jump over..."
The Mongols are all born warriors. As long as they are given orders, they will not think too much. Many people in the front row began to abandon their horses and leap in. Even if they were met with death, they would not retreat.
This point is definitely not comparable to those of the rogue bandits. At least, the shield wall of the Iron King's Eight Formations has been attacked by rebellious parties before, but those rebellious parties were unable to bring such great pressure to the phalanx.
Although the shield wall has been improved, the shield bearers also have steel knives in their hands to protect themselves, and there are even spearmen preparing behind. But even so, a large number of Mongolians jumped behind the shield wall crazily, causing a large number of shield bearers to die.
The first row of shield walls was quickly broken up.
One of the shield bearers had no time to fight back with a knife and was hacked to death behind the shield. The murderous Mongolians removed the iron rod and kicked the tripod to the ground.
Others followed suit, and in a blink of an eye, the first row of shield walls was dismantled.
Once in close combat, the disadvantage of the musketeers is infinitely magnified. Today, most people still use old-fashioned blunderbuss without bayonets. Looking at the melee in front of them, there is nothing they can do.
Tie Mo did not expect that the Mongolian attack would be so crazy, so he had to shout loudly: "Shrink the formation, spearmen, support me. Dingshan, cooperate with the spearmen to counterattack, and be sure to stabilize the second shield wall."
Once the second shield wall was broken, the musketeers in the entire phalanx became lambs to be slaughtered. Zhou Dingshan knew this very well, roared, and led the men to the front.
Tie Mo clamped his horse's back tightly, shouted, and the horse ran forward. The machete in his hand was swung like a mountain, aiming directly at Dolei, who had been shouting.
Dolei was also very powerful. Feeling that there was danger behind him, he actually grabbed the horse's reins and hid directly under the horse's belly. You must know that the horse was still running at this time.
The fatal blow actually caused Dolei to dodge. Tie Mo's face was distorted and he sighed silently in his heart. He was indeed a warrior who grew up on horseback. His equestrian skills were damn good.
Tie Mo refused to give up, but before he could make a second stab, he was surrounded by several Mongolians. In desperation, he could only solve the immediate trouble first.
To be honest, Tie Mo's fighting ability on horseback is really not flattering. Fortunately, Mengmeng came to help. Mengmeng scurried left and right, biting the horse's legs. In a moment, most of the Mongolians were knocked over by the horses in a daze.
Let Tie Mo pick up the head with a knife.
Tie Mo and Meng Meng's cooperation became more and more tacit, and gradually, many people began to notice this huge wolf.
What a big wolf, with such a ferocious temper!
Looking at the ferocious wolf king, Dolei thought of something.
Is it him, the Green Wolf King? I almost died in his hands just now.
Duo Lei, who was still frightened, calmed down and slowly tightened his grip on the scimitar in his hand, "Blue Wolf King? I don't know if I can still be the Blue Wolf King without my descendants."
Dolei was full of fighting spirit. He was about to rush forward, but was stopped by someone.
Tuobuhua pointed in one direction with a horrified expression and said in a trembling voice: "Duolei, we were fooled. These Han people came out of the city to form an array just to hold us back. We just got the news that thousands of Han soldiers and horses are coming from Yehu Ridge.
If you come here to kill, you will arrive at Zhangbeicheng in about half an hour..."
"Is this happening?" Dolei's face turned purple and he glanced at Tie Mo bitterly.
No wonder the Han people dared to go out of the city to form an array, thinking that they were not afraid of death. It turned out to be a trap. Why are the cunning Han people always thinking of plotting?
Dolei has a cruel temperament, but he is not an idiot. He immediately waved his hand and said: "Blow the trumpet, retreat, retreat north immediately!"
Sometimes, one has to admire the discipline of the Mongols. When the retreat horn sounds, those in the melee, as long as they can retreat, immediately turn around and leave the battlefield, without a trace of nostalgia for those companions who cannot retreat.
This kind of discipline may seem ruthless, but it highlights the strict military law and consistent advance and retreat.
Most of the Mongolians were riding horses. It was impossible for Tiemo to chase them, so he could only watch a large number of Mongolians go away.
...
Duo Lei was extremely unwilling. Why did the Han reinforcements come so quickly? Even if they gathered the troops, it would take at least a day, right? Unless the Han people had secretly ambush their troops in the Yehu Ridge area.
If this is true, it means that this is a conspiracy that the Han people had planned long ago.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Dolei's mind, and then his whole heart became frightened.
Tuobuhua, who was retreating, saw something wrong with Dolei's face and couldn't help but asked: "Dolei, what's wrong?"
Duo Lei looked behind him uncertainly, "If it's a trick of the Han to lead us to Zhangbei, then the Han know how to set up an ambush in the south, don't they know how to set up an ambush in the north?"
Hearing this, Tuo Buhua couldn't help but laugh: "We are going all the way south to fight here. If there is an ambush, we don't know about it? Besides, Tie Mo and Aqige only have so few soldiers and horses in their hands. How can they have any extra troops?"
Are our troops ambushed here? If we mobilize the troops from Xuanfu and Datongfu here, we can't possibly get the least bit of news."
After thinking about it, Tuobuhua narrowed his eyes sarcastically, "Duolei, aren't you frightened by the Han people?"
"You..." Dolei's eyes flashed fiercely, and he cursed sullenly, "Asshole, you can't take off your clothes, I've tolerated you for a long time."
"Dore, I have tolerated you for a long time. If it weren't for the sake of Khan, how many people do you think would listen to you?"
"you....."
There was a sound of horse hooves, which interrupted the fight between Dolei and Tuobuhua. They looked up, and when they saw the group of figures clearly, their expressions instantly became colorful.