The Forbidden Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty generally adopts a mixed formation of multiple arms, each with its own focus due to the expertise of the chief officer. For example, Zhang Peng is an officer who is good at fighting hard battles and has considerable experience in the organization and use of sword and shield hands.
The sword and shield bearers under him include four teams, A, B, C and D. The soldiers of Team A are the first line, and they only need to focus on moving forward during the war. Therefore, Team A is mostly veterans who have been on the battlefield, and Team B is in the second line, mainly specially selected.
Young soldiers with outstanding martial arts skills can be used to break enemy formations in emergencies or save the situation.
But at this time, because the formation was advancing very fast, the sword and shield players in the second row were not as good as their partners in front, but they had to shoulder a lot of cover and assistance work during the march and were extremely busy, so there were several
A soldier took advantage of the negligence of his comrades and squeezed into the front row.
But the timing they chose was very good, and no one could make a mistake. The old soldiers could only rely on their thick skin and seniority, and scolded them like children. While cursing, they had to clean up the troubles of these young people who had an excessive desire to fight.
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The people in the forest were definitely qualified warriors and possessed natural tenacity. It was clear that the pressure exerted by the Zhou army was enough to make the ordinary army collapse and flee, but they did not flee.
In the eyes of the Zhou army officers and soldiers, this group of people had no idea of their origins, and they were mumbling and speaking in a language that was not Mongolian. They were really not afraid of death. After groups were scattered and retreated, their companions at the rear were still reunited.
Come back and fight.
They crawled close to the ground, and then used their swords to chop the insteps and calves of the Zhou army's soldiers; they fit in and jumped, climbed on the shields and pulled with their weight, creating space for others to fight. Once the Zhou army's sword and shield hand was torn away
The large group covered the area, but many people in the forest swooped in from all sides like crazy beasts, stabbing with knives, punching, and even biting with their mouths.
Zhou Jun still moved forward, but every step was more difficult than before.
Taking advantage of the old soldier's footfall, he grabbed the sword and shield man in the front row, and his shield was suddenly pulled. His whole body was dragged into the enemy's formation, like a small stone thrown into the turbulent sea. The slightest wave turned over, and he was no longer there.
Can't see it anymore.
The old pawn was furious, shouted and cursed, and stood at the front again.
He slammed into it with his iron shield and shouted: "Keep an eye on the people in the back row, cut off your fingers at any time! If you are slow, something will happen!"
Naturally, the one who was struck was not his own comrade, but the fingers of the man in the forest who repeatedly grasped the edge of the shield. After he reminded him, the soldiers on the left and right were all awe-inspiring. Sure enough, the next moment someone tried to cling to the shield, and was immediately slashed with a straight knife.
Fingers dripping with blood are flying to the sky.
The forest man who rushed forward retracted his arms with only his palms left, and roared loudly. Immediately afterwards, a spear pierced out from the side of the shield, hit him under the ribs, and penetrated through the back. The spear was immediately struck by
Seven or eight hands grasped it and pulled it out violently.
The soldier holding the spear immediately let go, pulled out the straight knife, and gave a ferocious laugh. The old soldier holding the shield high understood the idea, and rushed out of the array with the shield.
Because people in the forest were retreating, a small gap appeared in front of the shield. The spearman followed behind the sword and shield man with a knife in his hand, stepped into the gap in two steps, and slashed to the left and right with the knife.
In these two directions, the people in the forest who were struggling with the shield wall had no time to dodge! Every time the blade touched down, there would be a huge splash of blood, and screams would come one after another.
The swordsmen and shieldmen who were contending with them immediately moved forward, pushing the battle line into a bulge.
Zhang Peng stood on the side of this bulge. He waved his arms repeatedly and shouted sternly: "Twenty people from Team C! Rush over! Twenty people from Team D to take over!"
The phalanx of the people in the forest was squeezed to this extent, and the archers who were supposed to be under cover were exposed. The fresh force of the Zhou army suddenly rushed out from this bulge to fight. Although the archers tried their best to resist, they were unable to fight hand-to-hand.
Their abilities are incomparable to those of the Zhou army's infantry wearing iron armor.
The originally small bulge expanded rapidly, corresponding to another front line of the people in the forest that was on the verge of collapse.
These archers are really brave. At this critical moment of life and death, there are still many people who are trying their best to resist. The bows and arrows in their hands are all miscellaneous and of different specifications. One archer is holding one. It is basically a Mongolian training for young people to practice martial arts.
A small horned bow.
But he never retreated until the last moment when the Zhou army soldiers approached, and finally seized the opportunity.
He used all his strength to draw the bow to its limit and shot the last arrow.
As soon as the arrow came out, he had been stabbed to death by Zhou's soldiers. When the arrow landed, Zhang Peng cursed angrily and fell to the sky.
The soldiers who gathered around Zhang Peng hurriedly looked, only to see that Zhang Peng's iron bag had been dented by a slender fishbone arrow. The impact caused him to fall back and almost fall to the ground.
"I'm still alive! Nothing happened!"
Before anyone could stand up, Zhang Peng was already shouting: "Team A and Team B continue to move forward! Send someone to tell Lin Sanlang and Cao Ding to follow closely!"
As he shouted, he began to feel pain in his forehead. It turned out that although the arrow cluster was bounced by the helmet, the arrow was fired too close and with sufficient power. A piece of iron on the side of the helmet was torn apart by the arrow cluster, and the indented edge just cut his forehead.
The wound on the skin was not deep, but a bit long, and blood began to flow continuously from the brow.
At this time, a fierce battle was still going on in the front. The twenty members of Team C who broke out of the bulge were either exhausted or killed or wounded, but the enemy was not dispersed as expected.
Zhang Peng shouted loudly: "Captain D, come immediately! What are you waiting for? Did you eat in vain this morning?"
These savages on the opposite side are indeed brave. They chase each other as if they are seeking death. They are a bit like the savage Jurchens in the northeastern hinterland.
This kind of ferocity brought about by ignorance and barbarism was once what the farming people feared the most.
However, young soldiers like Zhang Peng who grew up in the war have abandoned their fear of barbarism. The soldiers are very convinced that the death of these barbarians is worthless, just as their lives are worthless. And the lives of our own soldiers are worthless.
Rushing to kill can bring a better future to the soldiers themselves and their companions.
The soldiers were even more convinced that what the barbarians relied on was just barbarism itself, while what the Zhou army had was what a political power, a country or even a nation could provide. The confidence and confidence of the two sides were completely different.
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The soldiers of Team D ran past Zhang Peng, and the killing sound in front became fierce again.
Zhang Peng held up his helmet and wiped the blood from his eyebrows.
The officers shouted loudly, and the soldiers kept roaring, reminding each other, and kept moving forward. Their experience, their courage, and their cunning were fully displayed on the battlefield. Behind them, representatives of generals at all levels
The flags marched in synchrony, and the crisp drum beats continued in a steady rhythm.
The first formation of troops invested by the Zhou army was 3,000 men, roughly arranged in five lines. It was a horizontal formation with a very wide front but insufficient depth. Correspondingly, the number of people in the forest was much larger, and they formed a similar formation.
It looks like a square array, with a narrow front and stacked rows at the front and back.
According to common sense, after the two formations meet head-on, the horizontal formation should use the width to spread out its wings, while the square formation should use the thickness to penetrate directly into the center. This is not a profound principle. You don’t need to read the art of war, as long as you have some battlefield experience.
Can be estimated.
But as the Zhou army advanced, the Linzhong people's military formations continued to collapse line by line from front to back, and each line failed to block the Zhou army's swift and determined attack.
Before the horizontal formation began to outflank it, the thickness of the square formation had already collapsed like a pile of sand swept by waves!
This situation fell into the eyes of countless people around the battlefield, causing waves of exclamation.
When the Mongolian army is fighting with the enemy, it is common for them to dismount and fight on foot. The experienced Nayan will not lack experience in this area. In their eyes, the performance of those people in the forest is nothing to criticize, and it can even be said that
, their life-threatening energy impressed all the Mongolians.
But they just couldn't stop Zhou's imperial army.
Many Mongolians originally thought that the people of the Central Plains, whether they were Han, Jurchen or Khitan, were mostly timid and timid. They had no sophisticated weapons, but they were like women on the battlefield. However, their numbers were greater than the cattle hair on the grassland.
The commander-in-chief of the Nading Navy, Guo Ning, selected one from a hundred men and assembled a few teams of warriors who could fight, and he gained some upper hand in the past two years.
The commander-in-chief of the Ding Navy is now the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. I heard that after he came to the throne, he treated his soldiers very well and rewarded them with many properties and lands. In other words, almost all the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty had money and family backgrounds.
In this case, as long as they enjoy wealth and wealth, are they still willing to fight?
If the prairie warriors really show up with life-threatening energy and fight desperately, those upstarts in the Central Plains will definitely not be able to bear the losses and withstand the pressure!
The Mongolians who hold this idea now have earth-colored faces.
These guys are already living a good life, why are they still so brave?
If you want the Zhou army to be unable to bear the losses, you must first cause them losses. If you want the Zhou army to be unable to withstand the pressure, you must first put pressure on them. But until now, where are their losses? The pressure we have exerted is obviously not enough?
You, Belgutai, have been tinkering for two years, and the army you have created is still useless, isn't it?
What a joke!
It would be better for you to use our Mongolian skills to fight earlier than to suffer such an inexplicable defeat and lose face like this!