"Dongdongdong!" The Khitan people's big drum also began to beat, and the Pishi army also started to move forward according to the sound of the drum.
There is nothing they can do if they don't move forward. The pressure from the infantry of the Guiyi Army on the opposite side is too great. They just watch the enemy advance like a mountain. If they don't make changes, there is a high possibility that the Guiyi Army will directly knock the morale of the Khitan people to the bottom.
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But it's okay if these Pishi troops don't move. Once they move, how can I say, although they can form formations and be used as infantry, they are after all a semi-nomadic fishing and hunting people.
They still can't practice this kind of Han formation, or in other words, the Khitan people haven't practiced it very well, especially compared with the two thousand Guiyi Army, they are not at the same level at all.
As soon as he saw that the Khitan people began to move their formation, and it was a little crooked, Zhe Deke had people beat the one-two, one-three drums, which were the drums to prepare for an attack.
Listening to the sound of the drums, each team put down the small drum in their hands, picked up their bows, and pulled out an arrow with white tail feathers from the Hulu at their waists.
Then dozens of teams lined up together. After running thirty or forty steps, they shot the dripping arrows in their hands into the open space in front of the formations of the two armies.
"One hundred and fifty steps!"
"One hundred and fifty steps!"
The arrows flew out with a sharp sound. After the team members finished shooting, they shouted loudly, indicating that they were calibrating the distance.
According to the military regulations of the Guiyi Army, all soldiers under the jurisdiction of this team at this moment must remember where their team's arrows were shot. The area where they will shoot is right here.
"Winter! Winter!" The command drum sounded two more times, which meant that for two drums to sound, one had to walk forty steps, and the other side was also approaching. This distance was where the crossbow arrows could reach.
Thirty steps left!
Twenty steps left!
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Twenty steps later, all the soldiers took out the arrows from the Hulu and started shouting like apes. The whole battlefield immediately became agitated.
Ten steps! The front crossbowmen raised their divine arm bows and horn bow crossbows in unison, and the crossbow arrows were already cocked!
"put!"
"put!"
The officers on both sides shouted at the same time, and in an instant, the sky was filled with dense arrows.
At a distance of almost fifty-six steps, the armor-piercing effect of the crossbow is particularly amazing.
Don't think you can't carry it if you only wear one layer of armor, but you can't wear more armor, because wearing too heavy armor will inevitably affect the speed of winding.
At this moment, the advantage of the Guiyi Army's cotton armor suddenly became apparent.
The Pishi Army on the opposite side can only wear one layer of piercing armor, but the Guiyi Army can wear cotton armor and then another layer of ring-lock armor, which greatly enhances their defense.
Amidst the screams one after another, relying on thick armor, the Guiyi Army and the Pishi Army immediately formed a battle loss ratio of one to three.
At the same time, the one hundred divine arm archers led by Murong Nobunaga in the middle had a battle loss ratio of at least one to six.
The winding speed of this divine arm bow, simply put, is the attack speed, which is more than twice as fast as the wooden crossbow. How could the Khitans withstand this blow?
In an instant, the middle part was sunk in. Even if Xiao Shilu kept filling people in, it was of no avail.
The three-minute exchange of fire at most cost the Pishi Army at least more than a hundred people, and these were soldiers wearing iron armor.
"The whole army is pressing forward, use bows and arrows! Shoot at the enemy's center in the center, the light-armored knights are immediately ready to attack!"
Xiao Shilu had no choice but to make adjustments immediately. If he didn't adjust, the armored cavalry from the opposite side would come in from the notch after a while.
He now appropriately disrupted the formation, hit a large number of archers, and shot at the hundred-armed archers.
They also dispatched the prepared 200 knights to form a numerical advantage in a short period of time in an attempt to defeat the most important divine arm archer among the rebels.
Under Xiao Shilu's order, the Khitan central army, which had been dented, was re-enriched.
Hundreds of light-armored Khitan cavalry made repeated attacks at the cost of a large number of casualties, and successfully pushed back the offensive of the divine arm archers.
At this moment, Zhe Deku pointed his hand and said, "Chai Dalang, the Khitan people have no reserve team! You lead three hundred cavalry and attack from the left to the right.
They thought I was going to hit him in the center with my armored cavalry, but I didn’t want to, and I was going to hit him on the left wing with my light cavalry!”
Chai Rong took a long breath of cold air and held the horse in his hand tightly.
There is ice and snow on the ground, which is not conducive to cavalry attacks. This is why neither side chose to fight on horseback today.
In order to ensure the impact, his three hundred cavalry were not wearing armor. If they were wearing armor, they would not be able to charge up on the ice and snow.
With their unarmored light cavalry and only their long spears, they attacked the Khitan flanks. What they achieved was a sudden attack and courage.
"If you make great achievements, your image will be in Qifeng Pavilion, starting from today!"
The seventeen-year-old Chai Rong roared loudly, and the statue of the Twenty-Five Returned Loyalists of King Zhang in Qifeng Pavilion spread throughout the world.
Three hundred light cavalry attacked the archers on the left wing of the Pishi Army. The level of bloodshed was immediately higher than the crossbow shooting in the middle.
Because these cavalry are unarmored, once they are shot, they will die. Similarly, if the crossbowmen have no time to form a formation and are charged by the cavalry, they will die.
Chai Rong took the lead, and as if by divine help, not a single arrow was hit. He held the horse spear and struck from left to right, immediately causing chaos on the left wing of the Pishi Army.
Xiao Shilu waited for two or three minutes and saw that the chaos on the left wing was about to spread to the central army, so he had to put up a big black flag.
This was when he was summoning the three hundred cavalrymen who were guarding the horses in the distance to come back for reinforcements. At the same time, Xiao Shilu was praying in his heart, praying that the coach on the opposite side would not see it.
"Hahaha! Victory! Victory! I am so virtuous that I will become famous all over the world!"
Unfortunately, things went against expectations. When Xiao Shilu called for the horse and cavalry to come back for reinforcements, Zhe Deqi burst into tears of excitement.
These elite cavalry of the Pishi Army defeated Hebei's famous generals Gao Xingzhou and Fu Yanqing during the Battle of Tuanbai Valley, which shocked the world, but today they will be defeated by themselves.
"My sons, follow me and seize the Khitan's war horses. Without their war horses, I'll see how they can return to Yunzhou!"
After saying that, Zhe Deji no longer even had to do the commanding thing. There was no need to command now. After seizing the Khitan people's war horses, their military morale would collapse.
Xiao Shilu looked at Zhe Deku in the distance with splitting eyes, and led hundreds of cavalrymen guarding the horses to seize their horses.
But he had no choice. If he moved the three hundred cavalry back, the left wing would be destroyed. If he didn't move back, without the horses, the left wing would still collapse.
"Go back to Baoli and quickly take someone to see the ice conditions. Find a place that is not thick or thin and prepare to retreat!"
Xiao Shilu felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but he quickly issued an order for his personal guards to inspect the river section.
We are no longer able to fight, so we must retreat decisively and tell Yelu Deguang immediately about the strong enemy in the west.
Moreover, the ice on the Hun River was not thick, so Xiao Shilu bet that the army on the opposite side did not dare to pursue him.
"Change Mo Dao! Change Mo Dao!"
Murong Nobunaga shouted at the central army. At this time, the crossbow shooting had basically ended.
Because the two sides are already very close at this time, the killing efficiency of the slow-firing crossbow begins to decrease.
Moreover, winding it repeatedly is slow and labor-intensive, and someone might come over and kill it with an axe.
The Khitan cavalry, which had attacked them several times at the same time, began to be exhausted. At this time, they could suffer heavy losses with only the Mo Dao.
So at this moment, although the Guiyi Army's crossbows had an obvious advantage in shooting, Murong Nobunaga still decisively asked the soldiers around him to start using Mo Dao.
The hundred Mo swordsmen around him can be said to be the best among the elite of the entire Guiyi army. They are the essence that King Zhang has raised with countless wealth and the righteousness of returning to the country in the past seven years.
Even for their parents, every time it was their birthday, if Zhang Zhao could not send someone there personally, he would ask Yanxi, the 19th mother-in-law, to send a servant of the palace to congratulate them on his behalf.
Their children were all arranged by Zhang Zhao to learn literature and martial arts. It can be said that they gave them all the favors they could.
And the elites they have trained cannot be compared to ordinary armies.
Mount a horse and wear armor to become a shock cavalry.
Wearing light armor is a light-armored knight with a bow and a bow.
The God Arm Bow is the most elite crossbowman.
If you replace it with Mo Dao, it will be the Mo Dao Army that represents the military might of the Tang Dynasty.
With such an elite force, Zhang Zhao only had three to four hundred people in total.
As soon as they put on the Mo Dao, the situation changed. The sword was as bright as snow, riding on the wall, like a storm, violent and non-stop.
With just one attack, the center of the Pishi Army was left with chopped limbs and broken arms flying all over the place.
Although these Pishi troops were brave, they were no match for the elites Zhang Zhao had assembled using cloth-covered iron armor and divine arm bows.
After a hundred Mo Dao troops broke into the center of the Pishi Army, they did not continue to fight forward. Instead, they divided into fifty men each, turned around, and slashed to the left and right.
Immediately, a larger wedge-shaped gap was cut into the relatively complete Pishi Army formation.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" A kind of conch trumpet sound unique to the Khitan people sounded.
All the Pishi troops who heard this voice suddenly roared, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and rushed over violently, and even beat the Guiyi army back while they were retreating.
But then, just like an epiphyllum blooming in an instant, the Khitan soldiers' offensive came to an abrupt end.
Then thousands of people collapsed instantly like termites whose nests were destroyed, and even Murong Nobunaga was stunned for a moment.
It turned out that these strange conch horns were the order to retreat.
But not all of them retreated. At least there were hundreds of people who couldn't escape. They gathered together like hedgehogs and fought stubbornly.
More of them ran towards the frozen Muddy River without their lives, throwing the weapons in their hands and the armor and stomach on their bodies on the ground as they ran.
Xiao Shilu and other senior officers had already fled to the middle of the river.
"Ten thousand victories! Ten thousand victories!" With excited howls, the Guiyi Army and Zhejia soldiers chased down the fleeing Khitans and hacked them to death one by one.
"Ming Jin! Hurry up!" Seeing that many people were running to the middle of the river, Murong Nobunaga suddenly asked his bodyguards around him to call for gold, and released some of his officers who could still command, and asked them to call them back.
"Why do you call me gold? We are about to kill those corpses until the fields are littered with corpses!"
A captain in heavy armor looked at Murong Nobunaga dissatisfied, quite unhappy.
"I am waiting for two thousand people, which is the result of years of hard work by your Majesty, and is the foundation of my return to the rebel army. And even if the Khitan's three thousand Pishi army died, they still have tens of thousands of Pishi troops.
The weather has been getting warmer recently, and the ice on the river is not thick. I will put on heavy armor and chase after it, and be careful not to fall into the water! Execute the order quickly!"
Murong Nobunaga roared and slapped the leader of the team.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" sound. The ice on the Hun River could not withstand the trampling of thousands of people and cracked countless holes in the ice. Khitan people kept screaming and falling into the water.
The team trembled violently and hurried to collect the soldiers and come back.
When Murong Nobunaga saw that no one fell into the water on his side, a smile appeared on his serious face.
The Khitan Pishi Army had 3,000 men. Almost all their horses and armor were lost. I don’t know how many fell into the Hun River. What was left was only single clothes. It is estimated that not many could run back.
This is the Pishi Army! Yelu Deguang should be crying, right?