Chapter eight hundred and forty-ninth division of tigers and wolves
The incoming cavalry cannot be underestimated. Young Master Liu's heartstrings tightened even before he saw the enemy.
In the Battle of the Kingdom of Jin, when he was inexperienced in commanding the battle for the first time, he seemed a little panicked. However, after experiencing the suppression of bandits in the south of the Yangtze River, Liu Mingzhi's commanding ability has become more comfortable.
However, whether in the Kingdom of Jin or in Jiangnan to suppress bandits, most of the enemies Liu Mingzhi faced were infantry.
This is the first time for us to have a truly large-scale encounter with the cavalry.
Whether in his previous life or in this life, Liu Mingzhi had heard more than once about the horror of large groups of cavalry.
Hundreds of cavalry can cover thousands of people; they come like lightning and go like a strong wind.
It is impossible for Liu Mingzhi to say that he is not nervous at all when facing this kind of formation for the first time. After all, everyone grows up little by little.
Liu Mingzhi straightened his body and held his breath while looking at the billowing dust and smoke at the south gate of Ganzhou City. The shaking of the earth became more and more intense, indicating that the cavalry was about to arrive in front of the battle.
Judging from the impact of the cavalry, Liu Mingzhi had no doubt that the enemy who was only a few breaths away and a hundred meters away would rush to him in an instant.
The war horses of the Western Regions are known for their strength and toughness, and there is no room for carelessness in such an open terrain.
Sure enough, in just a few breaths, he could already see the boundless enemy troops from the Western Region charging towards him. Behind them, the dust and smoke billowed out of the sky like dark clouds.
Liu Mingzhi quietly looked at Keyan, a battle-hardened general, and learned how he commanded the army in battle.
After experiencing such a large-scale field battle for the first time, Liu Mingzhi could only learn with an open mind and keep making progress.
Gather the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought to make up for your own shortcomings.
Ke Yan stared calmly at the enemy troops rushing towards him, as if he was facing a ragtag crowd without the slightest trace of nervousness. Liu Mingzhi admired Liu Mingzhi for his calm and calm demeanor alone.
This is the real way to remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of you.
Ke Yan estimated the distance of the enemy forces in the Western Region and suddenly waved the command flag in his hand and shouted loudly: "Fire the arrows from the bed crossbow!"
The crossbowmen of the Eight Ox Crossbows knocked down the hammers in their hands uniformly, and the sound of the crossbow strings being tightened was endless. The crossbow arrows flew away from the strings with lightning and flint, and shot towards the enemy.
The distance of seven hundred steps was only the blink of an eye, and the menacing Western Region cavalry suddenly screamed again and again.
The crossbow's penetrating power was enough to shoot a big hole in the chest of the approaching cavalry.
However, the arrows from 1,500 crossbows were nothing more than a drizzle in the face of tens of thousands of cavalry.
Even though there were a lot of casualties, the enemy troops still charged towards the army's square formation without hesitation.
Judging from the speed of the cavalry's attack, the bed crossbow soldiers who were not guarding the city wall had no time to fire the second crossbow arrow. The commander of more than 3,000 crossbowmen decisively ordered the crossbowmen to pull out the sabers from their waists and move them in an orderly manner toward the sword behind them. The phalanx of shield soldiers retreated.
"Archer, shoot in four and five bursts, release the arrow!"
Ke Yan gave an order and Liu Mingzhi saw the most shocking scene in his life. Twenty thousand archers were divided into four groups to shoot, and the entire sky was covered with arrow rain.
The originally bright sky suddenly darkened, as if there were dark clouds overhead.
However, the mission given to the archers was to shoot five arrows in a row. In just a short moment, nearly a hundred thousand arrows separated from the bowstring and flew towards the enemy in the Western Region.
Liu Mingzhi felt as if he was holding back a sigh of relief. The rain of arrows from the three thousand archers when he suppressed the bandits was nothing compared to what he saw before him.
This is the real big scene.
Compared with the damage caused by the bed crossbow, this wave of arrow rain was the biggest gain. The cavalry in the front row of the Western Region fell to the ground in dense numbers, covering their arrows and screamed a few times on the ground before being annihilated.
Under the subsequent iron cavalry, there was no life left.
A wave of arrows killed seven to eight thousand enemy troops.
"Shieldmen come forward!"
After Ke Yan gave the order, he immediately drove his horse back. As soon as the shield-hands had set up their formation, a dense rain of arrows came from the enemy's formation.
Then the screams of his own soldiers came one after another, which made Liu Mingzhi heartbroken.
The people from the Western Regions were no better than the Turks in horse riding and archery. At such speed, they were able to effectively organize a counterattack immediately after being attacked by a wave of arrows while galloping on their horses.
He is definitely a rare and capable general.
Waves of words that Young Master Liu didn't understand came from the direction of the Western Region Cavalry, and then the oncoming enemy troops divided into three groups to outflank the army's square formation.
Ke Yan's eyes narrowed: "Light cavalry and heavy cavalry are divided into two groups to meet the enemy. Sword and shield soldiers are approaching, spear and halberd soldiers are assisting, and arrow rain is assisting in forming formations to meet the enemy."
The 10,000 light cavalry led by Xiong Kaishan on the left side of the army's formation immediately charged towards the right cavalry of the Western Regions Cavalry under the leadership of Xiong Kaishan, and their speed was not inferior to the enemy cavalry in the Western Regions.
However, what Liu Mingzhi didn't expect was that the leader of the heavy cavalry turned out to be Cheng Kai. With Cheng Kai's ability as a new recruit commander, could he have the ability to lead 10,000 heavy cavalry to effectively resist the enemy on the left in the Western Region?
Compared to the speed of the light cavalry, the speed of the heavy cavalry is a bit unbearable. However, the gleaming armor of the heavy cavalry and the mail covering the horses are facing the enemy in the Western Region with a heavier momentum than the light cavalry.
The impact passed.
"The sword and shield soldiers are approaching and surround the enemy in the middle!"
"Long Wu!"
"Longwu!"
"Longwu!"
The sword and shield soldiers tapped their shields with their horizontal swords and slowly approached the enemy in the middle. There was no trace of the panic look of the infantry when facing the cavalry, but instead they had a strong fighting spirit.
Liu Mingzhi took a deep breath and finally understood why an elite soldier is called an elite soldier. This is an elite soldier who is brave and not afraid of death! He is proud to wrap his body in horse leather and is proud to kill the enemy in battle. This is an elite soldier and a strong general.
"Archers release arrows and charge!"
Ke Yan gave an order to the enemy troops in the Western Region who also gave an order. The enemy's phalanx immediately hung their bodies on the backs of horses and charged towards them while brandishing their scimitars.
The effect of this wave of arrow rain was not ideal. The enemy also learned a lesson from the loss and would not continue to use their bodies to resist the attack of Long Wuwei's arrow rain.
"Mo Daoshou steps forward to assist the sword and shield soldiers!"
Liu Mingzhi turned around and looked around. It turned out that there were nearly 3,000 soldiers from the Modao Team among the halberdiers. Each of them was about 1.8 meters tall. It would be arrogant to want to assemble such a large number of soldiers from the Modao Team.
Put in all the effort.
The Mo Dao team, wearing heavy plate armor, followed the sword and shield soldiers and charged forward with their swords in both hands without changing their expressions.
The moment Liu Mingzhi turned around, the two sides immediately became entangled.
The huge impact of the war horses made the sword and shield soldiers suffer a lot. If they were not on the battlefield, they would definitely be holding their protruding shoulder blades and howling on the ground.
Looking at the melee on the battlefield, Liu Mingzhi understood the cruelty of field battles. There was no talk of the three armies in front and behind. Instead, they attacked across the board to meet the enemy collectively.
"The soldiers with swords and shields changed their formation, the archers shot down the enemy, the soldiers with swords and swords met the enemy, and the soldiers with spears and halberds assisted."
The charging advantage of the enemy cavalry in the middle was effectively curbed by the sword and shield soldiers. The enemy troops in the rear could effectively change directions and positions to continue charging towards Long Wuwei. However, the enemy cavalry troops were surrounded in the middle and could not rush to attack.
The first attempt made the Turks panic.
The Mo Dao team's fighting style was like a meat grinder, which made the enemy generals panic.
The three thousand Mo Dao soldiers were like war machines pushing across the cavalry's horses. The Mo Dao's superiority was reflected. The enemy's scimitars could not kill the Mo Dao team's armor, and they were killed by the Mo Dao.
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Liu Mingzhi sighed as he looked at the battlefield littered with corpses. They were not tired warriors from a long journey. They were simply a group of howling wild wolves!
No wonder the champion Hou was able to kill one man and become the five barbarians.
The sons of the Han family lived up to their reputation as masters of tigers and wolves by fighting hard to make a fortune.