Majestic!

Domineering!

Ma Hongqing, the official of the Thousand Households of the Beijing Army's Horse Camp, looked calm and calm, and spoke calmly.

One thousand troops can annihilate three thousand enemies.

Zhu Shangbing, who was originally riding in front of the team, had consciously moved to the other side because of Zhu Yunxi's advance, and he and Ma Hongqing controlled the horses to defend Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Shangbing looked at Ma Hongqing, who was obviously not very outstanding in appearance, but for some reason at this moment, in his eyes, this official from Qianhu, who once had a good reputation in the martial arts hall, was so angry that he was so calm.

But there is a self-confidence in him who would rather me.

This is how it should be, the great Ming Dynasty man!

Zhu Shangbing looked away from Ma Hongqing and silently turned to look at the more than 3,000 rebels who had formed in front of Kaifeng City.

He quietly tightened the knife in his hand, his gaze was far-sighted and sharp, and his whole body was like a silent blade ready to go.

Before three thousand rebels marched across the east city of Kaifeng, the officers and soldiers of the Ma Army camp had already changed their formations under the command of the Lieutenant Colonel, Hundred Officers, Chief Flag Officer, and Small Flag Officer.

Wild Goose Feather Formation.

It soon took shape with the cooperation of these officers and soldiers who had been trained by Ma Hongqing for many years.

If it is on the nine sides, when the frontier army and horse barracks organize a charge, this formation is rarely used. It has always been a straight charge.

Firstly, there are a large number of cavalry in the Nine Sides Horse Army. They often organize over ten thousand cavalry to control their horses and press them overwhelmingly.

Secondly, the individual riding skills of the Ming army were ultimately not as good as those of the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty on the grasslands. The Ming army could only suppress the enemy through numbers, weapons and tighter formations.

If the more than a thousand cavalrymen under Ma Hongqing's command at the moment can only do peripheral work at the nine sides, if they form a large cavalry group with all the cavalrymen of the Ma Army Camp.

But for use in the Central Plains, and in front of the more than 3,000 rebels outside Kaifeng City at this moment, the Yanling Formation is the best choice.

As long as someone is ahead to clear the way, the formation will be like a sharp arrow, piercing the enemy's army deeply.

"The whole camp!"

Ma Hongqing held a long gun around his arm and tilted it sideways, looking back and letting out a low shout.

There was a subtle and neat sound.

The reins of the war horses were tightened, and a small number of officers and soldiers were holding flying divine fire and poisonous dragon spears. The magical fire dragon swords were not fabricated, they were all cavalry weapons of the Ming army. Half of the officers and soldiers were holding strong crossbows and soft bows, and the remaining officers and soldiers were all holding long spears.

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"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

The entire battalion of soldiers spoke with one voice and were high in fighting spirit.

Ma Hongqing glanced uneasily at His Majesty the Emperor Taisun, who was reining in his horse, and opened his mouth to speak.

Zhu Yunxi turned his head, looked at Ma Hongqing with a calm expression, and stretched out his hand: "I want to borrow the knife."

"Ah?"

Ma Hongqing, who was originally able to shout total annihilation even with a thousand troops facing three times the enemy, suddenly felt a little stunned.

Then he took off the long knife hanging from his waist with some confusion and handed it to Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Yunxi took the sword, unsheathed it, turned his wrist slightly, and the blade picked out several sword flowers in the air, and bursts of cold light burst out.

Ma Hongqing finally came to his senses and dissuaded him in a low voice: "Your Highness, the general will leave a hundred people behind to protect His Highness and the Prince of Qin. After the general has penetrated the enemy formation and wiped out all the rebels, he will personally escort His Highness into the city."

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and sneered: "Does the Zhu family have any intention of retreating from the battle?"

As he spoke, he turned around with an ominous feeling.

I saw behind the Yanling formation, I don’t know when, Xiaopang was holding a Flying Divine Fire Poison Dragon Spear in both hands.

After firing two shots at the enemy, that thing can be used as an overweight spear to slash and assassinate the enemy.

It was the first time in his life that he had been to a battle in person. This was something Zhu Gaochi had never experienced before when he was on Jiaozhi Road. He held the Poison Dragon Spear in his hand, but he still felt uneasy and anxious in his heart.

Feeling the gaze from the front of the formation, Zhu Gaochi raised his head and met Zhu Yunxi's gaze.

He immediately nodded heavily, took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and held the poisonous dragon gun with both hands harder.

At this moment, Ma Hongqing had followed Zhu Yunxi's gaze and looked at Prince Yan who was in the rear. Seeing that he also looked like he was about to rush into the formation with the army, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

"The Ming Dynasty is mighty!"

"Charge!"

After a heroic roar, Ma Hongqing raised his spear, shook the reins, and the horse stepped out.

In an instant, more than a thousand cavalrymen rose up like arrows from a string, toward the more than 3,000 rebels outside the east city of Kaifeng.

Horse hooves trampled on the ground, dust flew up, and gravel trembled.

Against the background of the sound of artillery fire from the west of Kaifeng City, the speed of the horses under the cavalry of more than a thousand Beijing army horses continued to speed up and speed up.

Zhang Hui, Tian Mai and others, who were at the back, had no choice but to surround Prince Yan, keeping their eyes on the emperor's grandson who was at the front of the Yanling formation. As long as something unexpected happened, they would do their best to rescue him, even to the point of death.

Already.

Zhu Yunxi doesn't have many ideas at the moment.

The rebel formation in front of us has become increasingly clear.

Every time the horse beneath him steps out of its hoof, it will leap a long distance. The breeze turns into a small knife and scrapes on the face, which hurts slightly, but makes people's blood rush.

The bumps coming from the horse made Zhu Yunxi lean forward, holding the reins tightly with one hand and holding a long knife with the other.

On the left and right sides, Zhu Shangbing and Ma Hongqing rode forward silently but with tacit understanding, vaguely holding Zhu Yunxi in the middle half a step behind them.

"Drill through the enemy formation!"

“No stopping halfway!”

"Pass through the formation, turn around and charge again!"

In the rebel formation, a very small number of firecrackers were fired, sliding past in mid-air, and crossbow arrows were also rushing towards the Yanling formation.

Ma Hongqing finally shouted, issued the last military order, and already waved his spear to knock down a rebel in front of the rebel formation who was holding a blunderbuss and was about to launch it.

A bang.

The war horse under Zhu Yunxi slammed heavily into the rebel formation.

Thanks to his regular early morning training habits over the past few years, as well as the sparring skills from the strong men in the Forbidden Army, Zhu Yunxi has good strength and fighting skills.

Leaning forward and bending down, Zhu Yunxi waved the knife in his hand and slashed hard towards the surroundings.

When charging into the formation, there are not many skills to speak of in fighting.

When you see someone, cut them down and stab them.

It also counts as completing the combat mission.

Zhu Shangbing and Ma Hongqing, half of their bodies were stained red with blood. The entire Yanling formation hit the rebel formation heavily, and then they continued to cut through the obstacles in front of them, and continued to penetrate deeper.

The wings on both sides of the wild goose are also continuously compressed and gradually become tapered.

Time froze little by little with the sprinkling of blood.

When Zhu Yunxi swung the long knife in his hand again, but it was all in vain, he raised his head stiffly, only to see that there was nothing in front of him.

Looking back, most of the officers and soldiers behind him had already passed through the rebel formation.

Ma Hongqing held a long spear with blood dripping from the tip, grabbed the reins and shouted: "Drill the formation! Turn the whole camp!"

Immediately, Ma Hongqing led Zhu Yunxi and others to take the lead, and rode away diagonally to one side, leaving enough space for the rear troops who followed through the enemy's formation to change direction and charge into the formation again.

In the east of Kaifeng City, three thousand rebels were in disarray.

The originally neat and thick military formation was already a lot thinner after being pierced by the officers and soldiers.

They could not have imagined that the imperial officers and soldiers who suddenly appeared in front of them, even though their number was several times smaller than theirs, could be so desperate and take the initiative to charge.

They never imagined that these officers and soldiers would be so willing to sacrifice their lives. But they had no idea that the grandson of the Ming Dynasty Emperor who was wanted to be captured by the Henan Dao rebels who arrived today was in this team of imperial officers and soldiers, and was even leading the attack.

location.

"Form up!"

"Form up!"

"The officers and soldiers are about to rush into battle again!"

"Everyone forms a formation, blocks the officers and soldiers, and holds them back. Even if we grind them, we can grind them to death."

The leader of the rebel army suppressed the surprise and panic in his heart, and shouted vigorously in the crowd, signaling the leaders of the army to control their subordinates.

The rebels are preparing to resist the second charge of the imperial officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers were also turning back, adjusting their postures on horseback, preparing for the second charge.

When everyone was left behind, Ma Hongqing once again raised his spear high and roared with blood on his face: "The Ming Dynasty is mighty! Charge into the battle!"

Zhu Yunxi raised his long sword high and roared: "Long live the Ming Dynasty! Charge into the formation!"

In the wilderness outside Kaifeng East City, Zhu Yunxi and Ma Hongqing were several times less powerful than the rebels, but they shouted out their heroic spirit.

The son is bathed in blood and moves forward indomitably.

"Rush!"

The officers and soldiers of the whole battalion roared. At this moment, there was no complete formation of wild goose feathers, but they still launched a new charge at the same rhythm as before.

Zhu Yunxi glanced from the corner of his eyes to the left and right, clamped down on the war horse, slapped the horse with the back of his knife, and the war horse rushed out in an instant.
To be continued...