Under Huang Yizhi's constant kicks with his heels, the bay-red horse under his crotch continued to speed up, and soon it started running wildly and entered a high-speed charging state.
Carrying such a man from the West Factory, he took the lead and rushed towards the 10 o'clock direction to support him.
It was just that under the galloping iron hooves of the war horses, the ground that had been dried out by the scorching sun kept passing by Fatty Huang's eyes.
Huang Yizhi clearly felt that there was a fishy and sweet feeling in his mouth; and because his body undulated and bumped with the horse's back, it became more and more obvious.
Suddenly this guy was in his heart, and he cursed angrily:
"Crazy, these Jin people are crazy, so many people have died, why are they still so haunted~"
The reason why Huang Changgong has such a feeling in his heart.
That was in one morning today, not to mention that it was like a long snake that dragged out seventy or eighty miles of the entire Northern Expedition Army marching column, and the area that other members of the team were responsible for taking care of.
Just this area he was responsible for taking care of, in one morning today.
Counting it all together, we were attacked by Jin men five times in total.
Three times among them, the New Army cavalry units that were cruising outside the marching team to cover themselves had to send out a signal for help when they saw that they were losing.
At such a signal, Fatty Huang had no choice but to bring a group of elite cavalry to support him like a fire brigade.
Thanks to their timely support, they successfully blocked the Jin cavalry.
These small groups of Jin cavalry were cut off, and they continued to penetrate deeper, thus delaying the march of the army.
After a morning like this, the army has already advanced twenty-five or six miles; if calculated in one day, it is expected to advance about fifty miles.
Marching fifty miles in one day, this efficiency is frankly a little less.
However, if this is the case, the Northern Expeditionary Army can still officially arrive at Yanjing City before February 26th and 7th. This is still a result that everyone can accept.
The key issue is whether it is the cavalry units of the New Army sent out to cover the army, or support units such as fire brigade.
In order to maintain such a marching speed of fifty miles per day, they paid too much.
For example, after only half a day of fighting today, Fatty Huang felt that his physical strength was extremely exhausted.
The muscles all over his body were very sore and numb, and most of the horse's power was consumed. He really didn't know how they could persist if the Jin people harassed them with such intensity in the afternoon.
As for this product, it feels fishy and sweet at the same time in my mouth.
It should be that in the last battle, a golden Centurion Meng'an was stabbed to death by his horse spear. He picked him up high and smashed the iron bone flower in his hand before throwing it out.
Even in the crisis, Fatty Huang turned sideways.
Let Tie Guduo hit his left chest with a diagonal stab, but he did not take such a blow 100% of the time.
However, he must have suffered some internal injuries, so that from time to time there would be a small stream of blood rising from his chest and abdomen, and into his mouth.
The feeling is really fishy and sweet.
If it were in the modern world, someone with such a serious injury might have been sent to the hospital. After a series of various light examinations, he would have been hospitalized for observation for ten days and a half.
The problem is that under the current environment, Huang Yizhi knows that everything is impossible.
Just as Hu Biao, a die-hard man, declared to them at the meeting through gritted teeth:
"From tomorrow on, I don't care how many people die in the New Army's cavalry, nor how many casualties there are among officers at all levels; or even which husband or general dies on the battlefield.
As long as you have a breath, you must give me the speed to stop those golden cavalry and not disturb them.
Marching fifty miles every day, can this speed be more or less?"
So the only thing Huang Yizhi could do now was to move his mouth; with a sound of "Bah~", he spit out a large amount of blood-red saliva.
Then continue forward, after about two minutes,
You can see more than 300 Jin cavalry, after defeating the obstruction of a cavalry battalion on their side, currently facing an infantry column five or six miles away, rushing past quickly.
Without thinking much, Huang Yizhi led his men and blocked it.
A landmark encounter between the cavalry troops harassed by the Jin and the covering troops of the Song Dynasty cavalry broke out in the blink of an eye.
What can I say about the whole process? It was short, but extremely bloody...
When the opponents in front of him were getting closer and closer to him, Huang Yizhi started to move.
The right hand holding the horse's rein remained motionless, and his left hand let go of the reins and quickly pulled out a loaded short gun from his waist.
Immediately following, more than a hundred cavalrymen behind him made the same move.
Before hand-to-hand combat, at least fire a musket. This is almost the basic operation of the entire new army cavalry of the Song Dynasty before engaging the opponent, so there is nothing worth saying.
It is worth explaining that when Fatty Huang saw that among the more than two hundred Jin cavalry, there was actually a Jurchen dressed as a captain of Meng'an.
Suddenly, it lit up before my eyes.
They are mainly pure Jurchens. How many of them are there in total now?
Such Meng'an captains can all belong to the middle and high-level Jurchens. I am afraid that if they are all added up, there will be only a few hundred people. If one is killed, one will be missing. It will be difficult to replenish the Jurchens with the small population.
Now that he has been seen, there is no reason to let him go.
With such an idea in mind, when the people at the front of both sides were only thirty or forty steps away, Huang Yizhi pulled the trigger on his fingertips when he yelled "Fire!"
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The soldiers behind him were only half a second too late at most before they pulled the triggers one after another.
Suddenly hundreds of rounds of lead bullets were fired at the Jin cavalry in front of them.
It is a pity that the Jurchens can rise like a comet in the late Northern Song Dynasty. It is not unreasonable; their ability in learning, summarizing and other aspects is really quite powerful.
After fighting with the new army so many times, the Jin cavalry had long been mastered; they had no idea of competing with these Song people for long-range firepower on horseback.
After suffering many losses, they still don’t know one thing:
Although the horse bows in their hands had a much longer range than the short muskets of the Song people, they could not penetrate the Song people's fine armor made of hundreds of steel.
If you use throwing weapons such as throwing spears, throwing axes, iron bones, and meteor hammers, you can cause enough damage to these Song people.
But the key point is that the range of the above-mentioned throwing weapons is far less than that of the Song Dynasty's short blunderbuss.
Often before the throwing weapons in their hands were released, they were knocked off their horses by the Song people's short muskets like a stupid roe deer.
Therefore, at the moment when Huang Yizhi and others opened fire, they could clearly see such a scene.
The Jin cavalry who were at the front all bowed down on their horses the moment they raised their guns.
There were even some Jin men with excellent riding skills who hid their bodies to the side of the horse, and a horse-riding horse appeared in front of them.
Therefore, most of the short musket fire in this round was empty.
However, it only hit seventeen or eight golden men, causing them to scream and fall off their horses. They were soon trampled over by the horses behind them, and the result was quite unsatisfactory.
But no matter what, he still killed more than a dozen opponents.
Comparing this to the situation where the Jin side was under fire from short muskets and could only be beaten without being able to fight back, it can be said that they took advantage first.
After the musket fired, Huang Yizhi couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.
Sighing that the battlefield is really the best place to learn; the growth rate of these Jin people is really amazing, and they have all found some ways to deal with short guns.
Of course, Huang Yizhi didn't forget to sigh, and shouted again: "Raise the gun~"
Under such an order, the soldiers behind him released their blunderbuss in their left hands and raised the special lances in their hands.
The so-called special lances were actually used in their previous missions.
I usually use a five-meter long gun with a cutoff on the barrel a little below the gun head.
Once this thing stabs the opponent, it can rely on the process of breaking off the gun head to remove most of the impact force; but this lance can be regarded as a disposable weapon that is immediately useless.
In the new cavalry units, this one-time weapon is still used, and there is no way around it.
Even if they are led by Huang Yizhi, these cavalrymen who serve as fire brigade are already among the elite of the cavalry division.
However, after more than three months of intensive training, his horse fighting ability is still much worse than that of his opponents.
Not to mention being comparable to the pure Jurchens, even the Jin soldiers from the Northern Han, Liao, and Xi people had considerable shortcomings.
In desperation, we can only use this disposable weapon.
At least this kind of lance is long enough to knock the opponent off his horse before he can reach him. As the saying goes, every inch longer means every inch stronger.
In the blink of an eye, personnel from both sides collided.
As a veteran rookie, Huang Yizhi swung the horse spear in his hand and knocked the two golden men off their horses respectively, and rushed into the enemy's formation like an arrow.
During this process, the sound of the gun barrel being broken was heard endlessly.
Every sound of the gun barrel breaking means that after a golden man was stabbed by a long lance, he was forcibly knocked off his horse by an astonishing force.
Of course, there were also many new army cavalry, but they also fell off their horses one after another.
Relying on their amazing agility on horseback, the Jin cavalry could simply dodge the high-speed shots fired by the New Army soldiers and then wave the heavy weapons in their hands to knock their opponents off their horses.
Overall, at this stage of the battle, the battle between the two sides was still a draw.
But soon after, many new soldiers threw away the broken gun shafts in their hands, took out various auxiliary weapons such as long knives, one-handed axes, and steel whips, and entered into a horse battle without any fancy.
Their casualties suddenly increased.
Often before they hit the Jin man, they were chopped down and knocked down by the Jin man like a victim.
In the end, counting from the moment Huang Yizhi and others pulled the trigger, which lasted for at most eight or nine seconds, the teams from both sides rushed past each other.
After the confrontation, the golden men no longer had the intention to move forward. After making a big bend with diagonal thrusts, they began to evacuate the place on their own initiative.
Let such a battle between cavalry end right here after it had just begun.
Under the leadership of Huang Yizhi, the factory owner of Xichang, their battlefield fire-fighting force once again defeated the Jin people's ambition to delay their march.
Just because the war horse was already quite tired, he signaled to the factory master that he no longer needed to chase.
Seeing the figures of those golden cavalry running away like crazy, Huang Yizhi was really not happy at all.
Are you so happy? Compared to the old man, his trembling was not much longer. In a very short period of fighting, the casualties on both sides were shocking.
Now on the ground where the two sides passed each other, a total of more than 130 people fell, as well as a dozen war horses; they were all killed in seven or eight seconds.
There were also dozens of war horses. After losing their masters, they instinctively stopped.
They were looking for their master among the corpses and broken limbs on the ground.
Among the people who died in the battle, about eighty people were killed on the Jin soldiers' side; the situation of the New Army's cavalry was better, and more than fifty people fell off their horses.
This means that Huang Yizhi originally only had a hundred or so subordinates, but now his number is reduced by half.
The only embarrassment worth celebrating was that the Jurchen who took the lead on the Jin side was forced to kill the captain, because Huang Yizhi cut off more than half of his neck with a sharp horse spear.
At this moment, he was dragged on the ground by a war horse and moved slowly. He was already dead.
However, in order to kill this opponent, Huang Yizhi was stabbed hard in the lungs by his opponent.
So much so that the fishy yet sweet taste in his mouth is not only getting stronger and stronger, but every time he opens his mouth and starts to breathe, some fine blood-colored bubbles are spit out.
Under the sunshine at noon, there is an indescribable and strange beauty.
"Ali! My treasure, it seems that your gentlemen may not have the chance to meet you at the foot of Yanjing City."
After thinking of something, this wretched fat man whose loli* control attribute was triggered silently looked north in the direction of Yanjing City and muttered this sentence in his mouth.
It can be considered that I am mentally prepared that today, or tomorrow, in the next few days, I will receive a box lunch.
With this thought in mind, the guy took the body of the Jurchen commander out of the stirrup, threw it away, and replaced it with this war horse with more power.
While pouring Yunnan Baiyao into his mouth, he sent someone to ask Hu Biao for help.
Specifically, he asked Hu Biao to send a company from his guard battalion to supplement him, otherwise he would have no one available.
There is also a key point: you must find out where Wanyan's mother is, and then find a way to kill her, and you must not fall into the rhythm of the golden man...
*****
Overall, the battle that Huang Yizhi encountered above was indeed quite tragic.
But to put it bluntly, it was just a very normal fight among at least dozens of fights every day since the Jin side changed their tactics.
Even if the situation of other veteran firefighters is better than him, it is not much better.
In every fight, the scale and casualties between the two sides were not too large.
But if the overall casualty data and the official statistics of those who died in battle were counted, it would be quite terrifying; whether it was the Jin people or the cavalry of the New Song Army, it was the same.
In other words, it depends on which side is unable to persist first.
No! It was late at night that night.
In the campsite where the Jin people had changed places, Wanyan Hunqi, who was the deputy commander of this intruding army, ignored that a wound on his shoulder was still bleeding.
Still with a very tired and sad expression, he reported to the commander-in-chief Wanyan Yanmu:
"Mother, today we have killed and wounded nearly 3,000 people, as well as six meng'an commanders. If we count the overall losses after the war started, we have now killed and wounded over 7,000 or 8,000 people.
The commanders of thousands and hundreds were killed in the battle.
Most of them are warriors of our Jurchen clan.
However, after paying such heavy casualties, we only managed to kill the Song people's three to four thousand cavalry and less than a thousand infantry, and slightly delayed their marching speed.
Because the Song people's vehicles were in a tight formation, as soon as they got a little closer, the guns and cannons would fall like raindrops, and we couldn't rush in at all.
The casualties are so heavy just to delay the Song people's arrival at Yanjing City. I think it's not worth it at all. Why don't we withdraw our troops?"
After hearing such a sentence, Wanyan's mother thought of something.
The expression on his face was even firmer than a few days ago.
He said without any explanation: "No, I don't know why the Song cavalry risked their lives to cover the march of the infantry?
It is obvious that they can easily repel us as long as they rely on the fire support of the vehicle array as they did before.
It would only take a while to arrive at Yanjing; even if all the monsters in Yanshan were wiped out by His Majesty the Emperor, they would not be so desperate.
However, since the Song people were so desperate and wanted to march quickly, we couldn't do what they wanted.
If you pass on the order, we will intensify the harassment tomorrow so that the Song people will not be able to walk twenty or thirty miles in one day."
After hearing such an order, Wanyan Hunqi, a descendant of the Jin clan, had no choice but to follow the insistence of Wanyan Yanmu, a veteran general.
He also bit the bullet and passed on the order to intensify the harassment tomorrow.
It is foreseeable that the casualties on both sides will be greater tomorrow; in the end, it just depends on who can't withstand it first...
