Cavalry assault is the limit of the power that humans can show on the battlefield in the cold weapon era.
The heavy armored cavalry known as the Iron Buddha has been one of the most powerful cavalry in the entire East Asian continent in recent hundreds of years.
The power of the assault of hundreds of heavy armored cavalry cannot be described in words. From outside the battlefield, it is just a bright sun, the roar of iron hoofs, and the queues are marching in like a wall; but if the opponent is an armored cavalry assault, then
The power of a landslide and tsunami can simply make anyone's fighting spirit disappear out of thin air!
In the face of this torrent of steel, even the most ferocious Mongolians felt frightened and panicked.
If fighting on a plain in the wild, they should quickly cut into the right side of the enemy's formation, and fire arrows at the flanks of these cavalry to harass the enemy. After harassing the flanks two or three times, the enemy's cavalry will inevitably loose their tight formation, and then their own side will gather superior forces.
Cut off small pieces of the enemy bit by bit, and gradually encircle and eliminate them.
This is a tactics commonly used by the Mongolian army in recent years. This is true for dozens of people fighting, as well as hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of people fighting.
The problem is... Damn, the roads in this camp are not wide enough. The small camps on both sides are surrounded by dense fences and antlers!
Unless they retreat, go around to the back of the camp, and then outflank them, the only way on this road is a head-on confrontation!
At this time, the siege battle that lasted for two days and two nights was coming to an end. Although many Mongolians were riding horses and running to kill, their minds were already full of exciting scenes of looting and bullying, and they were inevitably a little distracted. Suddenly encountering the enemy,
They also subconsciously follow their usual routines.
Immediately, some cavalrymen turned their horses, intending to find a way to the flank.
But other experienced cavalrymen immediately yelled and cursed angrily, shouting: "Can't retreat! Can't retreat!"
The Jin Junjia cavalry rushes down from the high slope, as fast as the tide. If you avoid it, it is equivalent to giving up the initiative to the Jin Jun to charge, and you will die!
The remaining Mongolian cavalry roared like wolves and urged their horses forward.
Die'er, a member of the Qianhu family who was resting at the main entrance of the camp, jumped up suddenly. For a moment, he saw everyone around him in a daze. He grabbed Na Ke'er beside him and asked, "What's going on?"
How can Ke'er answer that?
Tuo Lei was allocating his troops in the wilderness east of Haicang Town. Along the east bank of Jiaoshui, he deployed six thousand households of troops on a wide front with six wings, preparing to deliver a fatal blow when the main force of the navy crossed the river.
At this time, he vaguely heard the cry of killing, and for some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy.
He suddenly looked back and felt a sharp pain in his head and neck due to excessive exertion: "There are cavalry fighting? Where did the cavalry come from?"
Chiju Prince Consort was also confused. He looked at it intently for a long time. How could he tell the specific situation from so far away?
He could only ask repeatedly: "Is it Guo Ning's reinforcements? Where did they come from? How many troops does the Jin Kingdom have in Shandong?"
The eyes of countless people were instantly focused on the inside of the camp.
The armored cavalry moved forward indomitably.
The commander of the first cavalry formation was Qiu Huiluo. He himself rode at the forefront of the cavalry.
Several arrows flew by, and Qiu Huiluo felt his chest shake. He looked down and saw that a light arrow was stuck in his chest. It happened to be stuck in a lock ring, and half of the arrow cluster penetrated the back of his head.
The leather armor is slightly embedded in the skin of the chest.
As a battle-hardened warrior, taking one more look at such a minor injury would be considered a defeat. Qiu Huiluo put the spear under his elbow, pulled out the arrow, and held the spear with his backhand.
The Mongols are close at hand, a hundred paces, fifty paces, thirty paces, ten paces.
At this distance, the grassland natives’ rolled-edged felt hats, gray-black or blue leather robes, bodies of different lengths, horses of different heights, various weapons, and their unique, dark and flat round faces, all...
It fell into Qiu Huiluo's eyes.
When he was in northern Xinjiang, he often saw these familiar faces. Outsiders thought that the Mongols were beasts that only knew how to fight, but he understood very well that the Mongols were also human beings. They could be brave, timid, decisive, and confused.
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Just like now, Qiu Huiluo saw all kinds of emotions in their eyes. At this moment, the hearts of this Qingqi were all different, just like scattered sand!
The outcome of the entire battle is not yet known, but the Mongolian team in front of us is finished! I hate Huiluo and want you to die!
"Charge! Charge!" Qiu Huiluo shouted.
Behind him, the flag representing the commander swayed left and right in mid-air, and then waved forward.
Following the order, hundreds of spears and spears were pointed forward, and the entire cavalry's already extremely fast speed increased slightly.
The war horse was breathing hot air and panting heavily, and the man's physical strength was also being consumed. The metal armor was as hot as a steamer.
Such heat made every Tiefutu cavalry's blood boil. At this moment, they could not feel themselves. Each of them merged into the rolling torrent, and crashed into the Mongolian queue with the most arrogant and ferocious attitude.
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Under the iron horses and spears, the resistance of the Mongolian light cavalry was immediately crushed.
A Mongolian cavalryman opened his eyes wide, brandished a scimitar, and rose into the air. He tried his best to reach out to chop the enemy, but his body kept moving backwards uncontrollably. He shouted twice before looking down at his chest.
It turned out that a spear had poked a transparent hole in his chest.
He fell to the ground and stared blankly at the sky.
His eyesight began to blur, but his ears could still hear clearly. He heard the sound of his companions falling to the ground, and the sounds of miserable howlings one after another.
The next moment, his vision went dark. It turned out that a huge horse's hoof had stepped squarely on his face. With a click, all the bones and facial features of his face were pressed into his head.
The armored cavalry suddenly killed and destroyed everything.
The first group of armored cavalry armed with spears immediately defeated the Mongols.
When their speed slowed down slightly, the second group of armored cavalry passed through the gap in the front row and killed the few warriors who were still resisting.
The Mongolian cavalry could no longer move forward at this time. It was absolutely impossible. They reined up their horses and began to retreat on the battlefield. Some people subconsciously gathered around the captains of ten and centurions.
He picked up his bow and arrows, trying to find a weakness in the Tiefutu cavalry.
Then the third group of cavalry surged forward, like waves washing over rocks, crashing into the queue of Mongolian cavalry that had barely gathered together.
No, the waves are indeed waves, but the Mongolian Qingqi are not rocks. When they panic, when they lose the room to maneuver in a large area, they are just fine sand, gravel and mud on the beach.
Three teams of cavalry rushed past. The road in front of the main entrance of the camp was covered with dead people and broken arms and limbs. There were also seriously injured horses lying on the ground. They tried to stand up with their front legs several times, but in the end they could only utter a grunt.
A wailing cry.
Only then did Guo Ning rush out from the main entrance of Tunbao.
A few months ago at Ya'erzhai next to Bianwudian, Guo Ning used heavy armored cavalry against light cavalry and won the battle for a while. But it was just a small test.
Guo Ning doesn't think he is very good at using troops. When he was in Northern Xinjiang, he was just a regular soldier. All he could do was to use his strength to kill the enemy in front of him. His knowledge was inevitably a bit shallow. So when he went to the battlefield, he came and went.
There is only one trick, which is to defeat the enemy with strength.
But he had been in the army since he was a child and had come into contact with countless veterans. From their mouths, he heard about what the Jurchens were like when their military was strong.
The strength of the Jurchens is due to the fact that they have endured the bitter cold in the Jinyuan hinterland for a long time, so they are brave and resistant to hunger and thirst. On the battlefield, the Jurchens have combat endurance as their specialty. They can fight continuously and withstand hundreds of rounds of repeated attacks and defenses.
And unremittingly.
And because of their perseverance, even high-ranking officials and nobles of the Jurchens dared to personally enter the battle, leading a small number of troops to launch continuous attacks on the enemies who were far more numerous than their own. They attacked in turns, giving their opponents continuous suppression and uninterrupted entanglement.
Until the opponent reveals a flaw and even collapses.
Matching this tactic is the combination of light and heavy cavalry between Tiefutu and Guaizima.
With the rapid decline of the Jurchens, they no longer know how to use the Jurchens' best tricks. It has been difficult for the Jurchens to recruit people of their own race who are tough enough to fight, let alone force these Jurchen nobles who live a comfortable life to go.
Repeated desperate attacks were carried out.
As a result, new barbarian nations emerged, and new cavalry tactics were applied. The old legends were gradually forgotten and abandoned like worn-out shoes.
But Guo Ning always felt that the Jurchens' method might not be difficult to use.
The Jurchens can no longer endure the fight. Han'er can!
The Jurchens rarely have the courage to attack powerful enemies. Han'er has the courage!
The Jurchens' military administration was weakening day by day, and many armies could not afford so much sophisticated equipment. But Guo Ning had emptied his arsenal in Zhong, and he had many good things!
The Jurchens could no longer find a few brave generals who dared to fight in person and led their subordinates to risk their lives. But around Guo Ning, there were such heroes... there were many!
Back then, the Jurchens relied on their iron cavalry to roam the world for less than ten years. In the autocratic domain, their troops were so fierce that they were like riding the wind on fire. How can the powerful warriors of the Han Dynasty use this method now?
Could it be that Tie Fu Tu and Guaizi Ma could still bear the surname Wan Yan? Can this be patented?
Seeing that Qiu Huiluo had won for a while, Guo Ning just waved his hand.
Zhao Jue immediately took out the horn and blew it with all his strength, his face turned red and his ears turned red.
The knights under Qiu Huiluo immediately moved to the left and right of the road. The knights either ran to the left or right to the roads on both sides, forming a covering posture.
After Qiu Huiluo's command, Li Ting was already impatient.
Hearing the order, he shouted wildly: "It's Li Erlang's turn in Zhongdu! Children, kill me!"
The Mongolian light cavalry is indeed a rare and skilled soldier in the world. A thousand households suddenly encountered the enemy. Many people and horses were still scattered in various camps in the camp, but at this time hundreds of cavalry had gathered quickly, and arrows were covered like a shower.
come over.
Many of the three hundred horsemen following Li Ting were hit by arrows. Some of them were carrying dozens of arrows, just like a hedgehog, and they continued to run. Some horses were hit by arrows and ran in the wrong direction in panic. They ran into each other.
Some people were particularly unlucky and were shot in the gap between their armor or in the face, and they fell down from their horses with blood flowing out.
When the heavy cavalry charged intensively, they could not turn at will. Therefore, the companions at the rear did not rein in their horses, jumped over the wounded regardless, and continued to charge on horseback.
Hundreds of cavalry were rolling like waves, and Li Ting kept shouting: "Don't worry about both ends! Charge forward, charge forward! Do you see the camp gate? Grandpa Li wants the head of that captain!"
