Chapter 152 Arrows are like flying locusts

The fried flower strode over and hugged her chest, and said with a blunt smile: "Can the Lord of the General Town still fight?"

Ma Cheng smiled and said, "You can fight naturally."

The Mongolian generals around them were clamoring for a volley, going to fight tomorrow, killing slaves, and fighting all the way to Jianzhou. Macheng laughed for a while, and returned to the tent to find Zaisai, and secretly made a victory tomorrow, and Zaisai's troops moved south together.

Preparation. In the cowhide tent, Zaisai and his two sons looked gloomy and gloomy. It was obvious that they were frightened by the fierce combat power of the Eight Banners soldiers. They were still confused. Ten thousand Mongolian cavalry fought against the Eight Banners cavalry.

, almost no power to fight back.

The only one who can hedge against the elite Eight Banners is the eight battalions cavalry in Macheng's hands, and the troops are too small.

Mongolian cavalry, who grew up on horseback, was not so unbearable. It was just that compared with the Eight Banners and Kaiyuan armies, the equipment was too poor. Kaiyuan and the Eight Banners and the two iron cavalry, strictly investigated, were all armoured cavalry, and they were also very poor.

If it does not meet the standards of heavy cavalry, the armor equipped is not professional cavalry armor, it is considered an oriental-style mail cavalry. Despite this, the two iron cavalry can easily crush the Mongolian light cavalry.

Ma Cheng deeply realized a truth at this moment: the cavalry battles are all about equipment and silver.

Equipped with armor-breaking spear, coated chain mail, cotton armor, ride a high-quality Kaiyuan heavy cavalry, and wear two layers of upper body or even three layers of armor, can still achieve one-to-two battles

The loss is due to the crushing quality of the war horses. Even ordinary Kaiyuan mail cavalry will not be afraid of the white armored soldiers. It is just too much money. The eight camps of iron cavalry have exhausted Kaiyuan and Jizhen

financial resources.

The Eight Banners soldiers' excellent equipment was mostly robbed. From Fushun, Shenyang and Liaoyang, they grabbed the mountains of exquisite equipment. Most of the weapons stockpiled in Liaodong fell into the hands of Jiannu, which made Ma Cheng secretly hate the transport team leader.

It is really appropriate to use the name on the Ming army in Liaodong. It has armed the Eight Banners soldiers to the teeth. In any case, the Mongolian light cavalry is unable to resist such well-equipped iron cavalry.

Zaisai and his son were beaten so cold that they were shirked. They still couldn't make up their minds. Ma Cheng was unhappy and had a hand in his hands. He sent an order to continue the war tomorrow if it was not good, the iron cavalry of the central army would cover 20,000 people and take the lead.

Retreat, retreat all the way to Shanxi, and the Mongols and Jurchens will decide the outcome.

Zaisai was panicked and gritted his teeth to agree to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, accept the imperial Ming enthronement and join the clan to move south.

Macheng was overjoyed. It was about to dawn. The grassland in the south of the desert became noisy again. I realized that Jiannu had increased his troops, with the number of people ranging from 20,000 to 30,000. The five Mongolian tribes also relied on their large population and were full of confidence.

Full, a group of cavalry were lined up on the withered and dry grassland, snowflakes were floating in the sky, causing the fried flowers and leaders of various tribes to scream in ecstasy, and some people knelt on the ground and recited the scriptures in the future.

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Ma Cheng reached out to catch a snowflake and smiled. This was God's help, hoping that the snow could fall a little bigger. On the boiling grassland, Mongolia and Kaiyuan coalition forces were divided into two large formations in front and back, and the two were the commander of the fried flower.

The Wan Mongolian Army was in front, Kaiyuan, and Zai Sai Army was behind. The two cavalry formations were nearly 50,000 cavalry, and when they moved, they seemed to be full of murderous soldiers.

But Ma Cheng knew that this was just a strong man on the outside and the middle, and that the one who could really fight was the eight battalions under his command, Kaiyuan Town Army.

By the morning, the snowflakes wet the ground, and two cavalry troops launched one after another. People shouted and horses slowly pressed up, accelerating, and engaged in battle. The most fierce warriors in the five Mongolian tribes were concentrated and pushed in front.

There are also a small number of chain armors that wear Mongolian-style. I don’t know which era it is, but it still makes Ma Cheng vaguely see the style of Mongolian iron cavalry scattered across the grasslands in the past, but tomorrow it will be gone. However, the hedging Eight Banners soldiers formed a

Attacking the Cone Town, the most elite white-armored soldiers formed a noticeable attack arrow.

Ma Cheng was speechless for a long time. The Eight Banners soldiers became more and more elite as they fought, and they seemed to have the temperament of a professional army in later generations.

After plundering hundreds of thousands of slaves from Liaodong to engage in production, the Eight Banners soldiers got rid of the roots of the fishing and hunting nation and developed in the direction of professional army. While pondering, the two cavalry troops had already joined the battle. As soon as they started to fight, they suddenly started to attack.

The white-armored soldiers of the upper three flags destroyed the enemy in front of them. They easily cut open the front line of the five Mongolian divisions like a knife that could not be urged, sweeping directly towards the direction where the tent of the Central Army of Fried Flowers was located.

The personal soldiers on the left and right of Macheng were stunned and watched teams of Mongolian soldiers being dispersed and defeated, and it was difficult to resist the three flags of soldiers. The scattered Mongolian soldiers lost their unified command and rely only on their bravery and blood.

When they fought with the Eight Banners soldiers, they were at an absolute disadvantage as soon as they came into contact. What was even more fatal was that the white-armored soldiers wearing two or three layers of armor and about three or five thousand people easily swept the central army.

The Mongolian central army suddenly collapsed, and chaos quickly spread. The tribal cavalry guarding the central army began to defeat and flee.

The Mongolian warriors on the front line were still confused and were still fighting hard, but they were unable to form organized large-scale resistance. It was only a matter of time before they were killed.

A cavalry war lasted only half an hour, and the five fried flowers collapsed.

Macheng ordered the entire army to retreat. If the situation is now involved, the entire army will be wiped out. As the flag is waving, the Zaisai tribe escaped first. Macheng also had no choice but to turn the horse's head and surrounded by elite subordinates.

, barely maintaining a complete system and retreating slowly. Such a chaotic retreat will inevitably lead to death. This is also impossible. Fortunately, the Kaiyuan militia all knew his central army banner. Although it was chaotic, it did not collapse. It was just a mess.

Surrounding the banner, an ancient brain retreated.

Only the eight camp Kaiyuan Iron Cavalry can maintain the system and retreat without chaos, which makes Ma Cheng quite proud. The elite soldiers are all fighting, and after a long battle formation, Kaiyuan Iron Cavalry is also growing, especially those chief and deputy team officers, chief and deputy team officers

The officers of the camp were all determined and tenacious, and they were all seeds of elite soldiers. After retreating for half a day, the Kaiyuan Iron Cavalry stopped and prepared for war. During the chaos, there were inevitably some pursuers who were unhappy and carried out their eyes. They were more than a thousand.

The pursuers of the man spared no effort and had already chased them two miles away.

The army in the city of Ma stopped slowly and ordered the orders. The heavy cavalry camp dismounted and put on armor and replaced the horse. Under the heavy pressure, it was surprisingly quiet, with only the team officer and the whistle officer shouting at the top of his lungs. The fierce Eight Banners soldiers from two miles away were red in their eyes.

He did not hesitate to war horses, and ran all the way, cutting and slashing the defeated Mongolian soldiers who were fleeing wildly. More than ten cavalry actually chased hundreds of cavalry, with swords flying up and down, and his riding skills were very impressive.

Ding Wen reminded him, "Young Master, it's a white-armored soldier on the Three Banners."

Ma Cheng narrowed his eyes but felt a little stuffy. The more than ten white-armored soldiers used a long and narrow sabre of the Ming Dynasty, and it was very easy to chop people. The cavalry battalion officer in front of him ordered the two battalions to dismount without waiting for the order.

Take the bow and arrange the array, and thousands of well-crafted composite bows spread out one after another, waiting for the pursuers to hit the head. The distance between two miles was as the war horses ran wildly, and waited until the more than ten white-armored soldiers in front saw clearly.

In the formation, hundreds of armor-breaking heavy arrows have arrived through the sky.

More than ten white-armored soldiers were shot in many arrows, and they all fell to the ground with their men and horses. The large number of pursuers behind them soon arrived.
Chapter completed!