Although this official cavalry has many horses, it does not have many people. There are more than 2,000 horses, but only more than 700 people!
"Follow me to the banner of Pingshan!" Zhao Xiu glared at the Ming army opposite and shouted from a distance, "Jia Mian'er is a coward, just stand behind!"
Jia Mian'er spat, waved the long knife in his hand, and shouted to his subordinates, Xing Bendao and others: "Beat the drum, set up the formation, don't be like that heartless Zhao Laoer."
People who have never been to the northern grasslands cannot understand the feeling of thousands of horses running in the plains. It is a feeling that the earth is shaking, the body is shaking, and it seems that everything in front of you is shaking.
To the thousands of rebels, the oncoming cavalry made them seem to be facing a stormy sea sweeping the world!
Zhao Xiu and his brothers looked at each other, and saw a hint of timidity in each other's eyes. These hundreds of officers and cavalry seemed to be at a disadvantage, but they were well-organized and marched in an orderly manner, unlike ordinary soldiers.
Guard soldiers.
"They are the students of Baoding Martial Arts Academy. Only they have the dragon flag given by the Dog Emperor!" Zhao Hao, the third child, suddenly saw the young cavalryman rushing at the front, covered in leather armor and iron leaves, carrying a
It's not the machete that's most useful for charging into the formation, but the longbow. "Oh no, they don't want to charge into the formation, assemble the formation, and put up the shield!"
When Zhao Xiu saw the long bow, he was also startled. He turned around, looked at the more than two thousand brothers behind him, and shouted with all his strength: "Line up, set up the formation on the spot, and string the arrows!"
The rebels were all on horseback and on foot, and their movements were extremely chaotic. They had nothing to do when fighting with the wind. If it was defense, it could be said that they were full of loopholes. Zhao Xiu felt some regret in his heart. He should not have excluded his eldest brother for the sake of military power.
If Zhao Hao were here, I'm afraid the Ming army's intentions would have been seen through long ago.
But the world has no regrets about selling medicine. In the current situation, he can only resist it. If he can block the fierceness of the Ming army, then everything can be done.
If not? How many of your brothers can escape depends entirely on God's mood.
The two largest groups of thieves, Jia Mian'er and Zhao Xiu, stopped and began to form formations. The remaining two thousand or so rebel thieves from all walks of life still swarmed up in a chaotic manner and rushed towards the officers and soldiers.
The rebels who dared to charge forward were all cavalry. It was not unusual for them to fight against each other on the Hebei plains. Moreover, their own side was still superior in number. The rebels all cheered in unison, as if they were preparing for the attack.
Support yourself.
The student army of the martial arts academy marched quickly without any unnecessary movements or sounds. Except for the command flags, horns and the sound of horse hooves, these 700 people and more than 2,000 horses were as uniform as one man and one horse. As if
An unstoppable flood rushed towards the rebels.
"A bunch of rabble," Zhang Yunlin's ugly face that could stop a child from crying showed a smile. This former handsome boy has successfully evolved into an ugly young man under the temper of life. He raised his right hand with only three fingers and said
The first military order, "Quickly separate left and right!"
The rebels' arrows first hit the Ming army. This was the first element of the cavalry battle. The sound of bows and arrows became the only sound in the battle formation between the two armies.
No one is stupid enough to rush into battle to meet the enemy. Whether they are Ming troops or rebels, they are all Ming officers and soldiers who have received formal military training. Those standing on the ground use walking bows, those riding on horses use cavalry bows, and arrows such as
When it rains, no one can shrink back, and no one can be timid.
Because this is the battlefield, a place where life and death can happen in the blink of an eye.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Zhang Yunlin's military order was relayed by the soldiers with flags. This was the unique flag system of the martial arts academy. It was different from the flags usually used by the Ming army. The rebels did not understand the flags.
military intentions.
"They actually don't hesitate to use horsepower?" Looking at the officers and soldiers who were driving their horsepower to the limit and quickly circling around the ragtag group of people on their side, Xing Bendao whispered to Jia Mian'er, "Something is wrong with the situation."...
No matter what kind of cavalry tactics, horse power is the most important factor. Speed is the magic weapon for cavalry to win. But as the Ming army gallops so fast, the rebels only need to hold on for three quarters of an hour to defeat the Ming army.
Running out of horsepower!
A cavalryman who can't run? That's a lamb to be slaughtered.
But the easier it is to guess the outcome, the weirder it will appear on the battlefield. These rebel thieves are not amateurs who became monks halfway. They are all outstanding representatives of soldiers and thieves in the past generations, so it is easy to smell the conspiracy.
"Riding shooting? Running shooting?" Jia Mian'er said several tactics and shook his head. Suddenly he saw the thin clothes of the rebels and the strong and heavy armor of the Ming army, and he realized, "Damn it.
Come on, that bitch Liu Hui has a sharper nose than I do!"
"What about the brothers in front?" Xing Bendao felt a little unbearable.
"Brother of a dog," Jia Mian'er had already run far to the southwest, "he is not the brother of me, Lao Jia!"
Seeing the banner of the "Sweeping King" retreating toward the southwest, Zhao Xiu hesitated for a while, but did not move. Instead, he commanded his army, used countless bows and arrows to clear the way, and steadily pressed towards the left cavalry of the Ming army.
Although the rebels were guardsmen, the Ming Dynasty had very strict control over weapons. Not to mention armor like the student army, there were only a few ordinary cotton armors, and they were all worn on the leaders. As for those
Soldiers, if they are shot by bows and arrows, they can only wish for good luck.
The 700 cavalrymen of the Ming army were actually divided into left and right sides, surrounding nearly 4,000 rebels. They never stopped or rushed into formation, but just shot bows and arrows at their opponents while running.
These student troops were all recruited from the border areas of Shaanxi and Gansu, and Zhu Shou was willing to spend money. Everyone's equipment was excellent, and their horse control skills were superb. He could handle three horses with ease, and his tactics were extremely strange.
Every time they shoot an arrow, they will shoot at the place closest to the enemy. More than half of the ten arrows will hit the target. Then they run away quickly without making any contact with the enemy, reaching a place where the enemy cavalry cannot catch up.
, immediately change to the war horse, and then start the next round of impact.
Although the rebels were also from the garrison, the inland area was different from the border areas. The armaments were depleted early. Nine out of ten arrows were shot into the air. Occasionally, they hit the student soldiers and were slightly injured. Under the protection of the armor,
students, it won’t cause much harm.
After several rounds of attacks, five to six hundred rebels fell to the arrows of the student army, while on the Ming army side, less than thirty people were shot dead!
Most of the injured student soldiers would use their horse speed and armor to escape far away from the battlefield, so as not to hinder the continuous impact of the large group of troops. After recovering from their injuries, they would rejoin the battle circle.
Zhao Xiu's eyes widened, what the hell is this tactic?
In less than half a quarter of an hour, more than 2,000 friendly troops in front of them were beaten and fled in confusion. The casualty ratio was as high as 30%, which completely defeated the self-confidence of the rebels.
Obviously if you persist, you will win, but in just a short time, the rebels collapsed.
The student army did not stop at all. After defeating the first wave of rebels, they surrounded Zhao Xiu's military formation and began to move in circles. The advantage of one man and three horses was clearly visible at this time.
The military formation and the cavalry began to shoot bows and arrows at each other, and no one paid attention to the broken soldiers who were running around.
A man was hit by an arrow and fell in front of Zhao Xiu. It was Li Erniu from Qian Street, his best friend who grew up with these brothers. The arrow happened to hit his neck, crossing the
And then, blood flowed all over the ground.
There was no cavalry attack or even hand-to-hand combat. There were only running horses and long arrows flying all over the sky. This was a very strange war.
"It would be great if the eldest brother was here!" Zhao Hao, the third child, sighed.
Big brother, big brother! Big brother in everything! Ever since he was a child, that tiger-like man has been pressing on Zhao Xiu’s chest. When outsiders mention the Zhao family, they will only say the boss of the Zhao family; when one of his own brothers encounters difficulties, he is the first
The one who comes to mind is also the boss!….
Why don't they talk about me? I'm richer than the boss, better at martial arts than the boss, and more popular than the boss!
No, right now, I want to let the whole world know that the second eldest son of the Zhao family, Zhao Xiu, is the real hero.
And that Zhao Hao is just a coward hiding in a fishing village with his wife and daughter!
"Afraid of me," Zhao Xiu looked back at his younger brothers and said angrily, "From the day we massacred Wen'an City, we are dead. If we fight for one, we can make a profit. If we kill two, we will still make a profit. We lost our heads, but
It’s a big deal. The front row is equipped with shields, spears are used to resist the enemy, arrows are fired in the formation, and the cavalry follow in circles to cover. I just want to see how long these dog officers can run!”
Although the current tactics of the army are very effective, they are destined not to last long. As long as the power slows down, those hundreds of people will become the dead souls of the rebels.
Since you are in a hurry and can't think of a way to defeat the army, you can form a turtle formation and wait for time with the opponent.
Zhao Xiu's idea was a hit, without any mistakes or genius.
More than two thousand rebels under the banner of "Pingshan King" shouted at the top of their lungs.
Those who could read a few words shouted: "Arrange shields in the front, guns in the middle, and shoot arrows in the back."
Those who didn't know a single word followed the old rules and roared: "Damn, turtle formation, kill those dogs and soldiers!"
Facing an uncertain future, amidst the sound of military drums in the formation, the voices of the rebels from Pingshan King's Camp seemed extremely sharp and desolate, echoing on the battlefield.
"What a pity for these guys."
The long wound on Zhang Yunlin's left eyebrow kept beating, and he felt neither joy nor sorrow in his heart. His tactics were based on the Mongolian army. To deal with this gang of rebels composed of the mainland guards, it was completely incomprehensible in the field.
The presence.
Before the Ming army's horsepower was exhausted, the rebels began to be unable to hold on. Not every army could fight like Wang Shouren's Wuli Village defenders.
In ancient field battles, if the casualty rate reaches 10%, morale will be completely lost; if the casualty rate reaches 20%, it will be a defeat; if the casualty rate reaches 30%, the entire army will basically collapse.
The army defending the city can often fight to the last few hundred people, and even if the entire army is annihilated, they will never surrender.
Zhang Yunlin was born in a Han Chinese farm family in Qibabao, Gaotaisuo, Gansu Province. From the age of twelve, he joined the elders in the fort to fight fiercely with the neighboring Mongolian tribes. He was very familiar with the Mongolian tactics.
During the Hongzhi period, the Mongols broke through the Ming army's defenses from Wuba Fort to Baba Fort several times. Zhang Yunlin once saw a thousand Mongolian cavalry in the wilderness at the foot of Heli Mountain. Using this method of warfare, he defeated five thousand.
A well-equipped Ming Dynasty frontier army.
The core of this tactic is to run non-stop and not give the opponent any chance to breathe. Even if the opponent defends tightly, the strong outer shell will be peeled off layer by layer, and the weak inner core will eventually be exposed.
But this is not the ultimate goal. Don't attack any gap easily. Instead, use the many advantages of ordnance, horses and soldiers to carry out unequal weakening, over and over again, until the opponent is completely unable to support it and the entire army collapses!
"Arrow! Keep shooting! Shoot horses!" Zhao Xiu was not incompetent. After coming to his senses, he was the first to discover the opponent's tactical loopholes.
The opponent has more horses than people. As long as many horses are shot down, the opponent will not be able to move quickly and will have no speed, which will disrupt the Ming army's attack rhythm.
It is a pity that the horses of the student army are also protected by vests, and the one or two unlucky horses that are occasionally shot pose no threat to the overall speed.
It would be great if there were powerful crossbows, Zhao Xiu sighed inwardly.
There are no ifs in life. Zhao Xiu's good wishes were shattered by reality, and more and more bows and arrows were shot into the military formation.
The arrows of the Ming army seemed to have no end. All the Zhao rebels had a look of fear on their faces. Yes, they all smelled that they would be defeated before the Ming army.
Why? Why does God do this to me?
Zhao Xiu was roaring in his heart: "I don't want to kneel in front of the boss and ask him to come out. I, Zhao Xiu, should be the only hero on the land of Yanzhao!"
He stretched out his hand towards his saber and stared fixedly at the group of Ming army cavalry. The expression on his face was focused and crazy.
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