Chapter 5 Return (4) The light cavalry suddenly appeared on the battlefield, causing the rebels' advance to slow down.
There are two common ways for infantry to deal with cavalry attacks. One is to use crossbows to kill people from a distance, and the other is to form a dense formation of spears to defend. The rebels obviously do not have the conditions for either method. They do not have enough strong bows in their hands.
and spears, they did not dare to stop
From the moment they formally came into contact with the officers and soldiers, they have been chasing each other to fight, relying entirely on the speed of advancement to take the initiative on the battlefield. Once the pursuit is stopped, those who have exerted more damage on the battlefield than the rebels themselves
The defeated soldiers can breathe a sigh of relief, and then they will slowly regain their senses under the scoldings of officers at all levels. When the defeated soldiers completely recover from the panic, the rebels rely on the sacrifice of more than 20,000 brothers to replace them.
The advantage of coming back will be gone!
If you don't stop, you won't be able to withstand the impact of the cavalry. If you stop, you will lose the initiative in the battle. Just when the rebel generals at all levels were still hesitating, the cavalry roared in without wielding their swords. With just the impact of the horses, the brothers of the Xiongwu Camp were defeated.
After several gaps were torn open in the center of the rebel team, more war horses stepped in through the gaps, trampling over the rebels in front of them, trampling down the scarlet flags, and tearing open the bloody gaps.
The deeper it gets, the wider it becomes, like a ravine with no bottom, expanding straight towards the rear of the formation.
"God will not bless me!" Li Zixiong, the former Youwuhou general, wailed from the bottom of his heart. The moment the two armies came into contact, the first thing that came to his mind was not the strategy to defeat the enemy, but the helplessness of fate. Li Zixiong was very
He looked down upon Yu Wenshu's commanding ability. In his eyes, the young General Yuwen and the current Yu Wenshu were completely different people. This man was famous when he was young, but when he got old, he was stupid, greedy for life and afraid of death. In addition to suppressing his colleagues, he bullied his superiors.
Apart from concealing it, Li Zixiong did not make any achievements. Therefore, Li Zixiong dared to take the risk of attacking the strong with the weak, leaving some people to attract the main force of the enemy army, while the main force of his own side went straight to the weakest right wing of the official army.
"Use the weak to block the strong, use the strong to attack the weak, drive away the main attacker, follow him like a shadow, and all who stand in the way will be defeated!" The key to the trick of rolling back the bead curtain lies in the grasp of the fighter's opportunity and attack speed. As long as your own weak links are better than the enemy's
If the weak link persists on the battlefield for a long time, victory will almost be won. The specific way to harvest the other half of the fruits of victory is to stick to the defeated soldiers, drive them away, and let them exert greater destructive power than their own brothers.
Until the cavalry appeared, Li Zixiong had completely accomplished the above points. He almost saw that he had completely washed away the shame imposed on him by His Majesty the Emperor. He had decided the world in one battle and became famous. But the damn cavalry appeared, and it was Isshiki's light cavalry who was known for his speed.
If a two-legged man and a four-legged horse compete in sprinting speed, any fool knows which side will win.
Under the high-speed impact of the cavalry, the rebels suffered heavy casualties. The civilians, who only had cloth armor for protection, did not know how to resist in front of the galloping horses. They stared blankly at the cavalry rushing towards them, shouting in horror, but
In an instant, unable to take steps to escape, the place where the cavalry passed by turned into a hell. Death suddenly became an extremely luxurious thing for the rebel soldiers. What was more terrifying than death was that countless people were half dead with their hands covered by horse hooves.
The intestines that were stepped out, crying, begging, rolling and struggling in the bloody mire
"Stop, stop, form a formation, form a formation!" Li Zixiong saw his eyes turned red and had to order the brothers to form a formation to protect themselves and continue to move forward. They might maintain the advantage for a while, but after the short victory, this
This team will completely lose its combat effectiveness. When they heard the horn sound coming from the direction of the Chinese army, the running rebels suddenly stopped in their tracks, but their opponents refused to stop. They drove the tall horses like a hill and stampeded on people.
In a hurry, how could the Minzhuang without strict training form a solid defensive formation? More people became the dead souls under the horses. Those who were not trampled by the horses' hooves were at a loss. They could not hear the urgent horns of the Chinese army and could not stand.
Forgetting that he still had a weapon in his hand, Li Zixiong suddenly realized that he was wrong again, and it was so wrong. If he had not given the order to "stop the pursuit and form a formation to protect yourself", his team would have been rushed out of a river of blood by the army's cavalry.
It is also possible to catch up with the defeated troops, break into the enemy's central army, and fight to the death with the old thief Yu Wenshu. But everyone stopped, but after stopping, there was still not enough time and sufficient reaction ability to form a formation to resist the impact of the war horses.
The soldiers in the front rows were knocked over by war horses and trampled to pieces by horse hooves. Then, the same fate befell the soldiers in the center of the queue. People almost watched death coming, unable to organize resistance and not daring to escape.
The fourth row, the fifth row, the sixth row, the blood langs rolled out along the blades of the cavalry, spreading fear along the sound of horse hooves.
The rebels in the seventh row fell under the front hooves of Hei Feng. Li Xu chopped off the head of the eighth opponent with a black knife. The ninth opponent he met was a skinny boy with big eyes and a face.
Full of fear, when he saw the war horse charging towards him, the young man refused to run for his life, but stubbornly raised the wooden stake in his hand.
"Poof!" A flying spear pinned the young man to the ground before he could threaten Li Xu's safety. Xu Zi felt that he couldn't bear it, but he still urged the war horse and stepped over the young man's body.
The chance of victory or defeat is just an instant. He has no right to pity others this time. He is fighting for himself. If he wins, no one can use power and rumors to tarnish his reputation. If he loses, he will be the same as the dead boy.
Nothing
Ever since he left his parents, war has followed his footsteps, fighting again and again, for friendship, repayment of gratitude, responsibility, love, and the dream of His Majesty the Sui Emperor.
Only this time, Asahi's fight was entirely for himself
In order for him to grow stronger and no longer be bullied by others
He is a person who has climbed up from the bottom, but he does not think that his life and dignity are as humble as weeds. Maybe he crawled on the ground while growing up, maybe his waist was injured by the storm, and his face turned red, but finally one day, it
Will stand upright in the sun
Under the same sun, no one can make him think that he is humbler and poorer than others, nor can he do it with force, nor can he do it with power.
Swing the knife, move forward, move forward, swing the knife, chop down the blockers, cut out a bloody passage. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, the knife is already in Xuzi's own hand.
Five rebel Minzhuangs, organized by a rebel veteran wearing leather armor, formed a small spear formation. The courage and calmness they showed were very admirable, but the angle at which they raised their spears was obviously too high for rapid speed.
For the charging cavalry, stabbing horses is definitely more effective than stabbing people. Li Mengchang and Murong Luo rushed forward before Li Xu. With a slight shake of their horse spears, they deflected the two wooden spears facing them, and then
, the tip of the spear pierced the body of the spear holder like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
The speed of the war horse and the strength of the human arm combined pushed the injured person at the other end of the long spear back quickly. Minzhuang, who was pierced by the spear's sharp edge, let out a shrill scream and hit his companion's shoulder hard, knocking him to the ground.
He knocked over and then drew a few feet of blood stain farther away.
Minzhuang, who was knocked to the ground, also lost the chance of survival. The war horse stepped directly on them, trampling through their lower abdomen and the spear formation immediately shattered. The red-eyed veteran waved his spear, trying to fight with Murong Luo.
The fish was dead and the net was broken. Li Xu ran past him, and the black knife swept across, cutting out a streak of blood.
"Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo!" The sound of the horn echoed across the sky and the earth, weeping and complaining. More rebel soldiers rushed towards the horses, trying to use their lives to stop the advancement of the brothers from the Xiongwu Camp, but their equipment and
The level of training is really poor. The brave infantry alone is no match for the cavalry. A rebel general riding a bad horse rushed horizontally. As soon as they met, Xuzi cut off his mount and two temporary chargers.
Minzhuang, a private soldier, wanted to snatch the man's body. As soon as he approached the bad horse, Wang Qijin killed him with a knife.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, those who surrender will not be killed!" Wang Qijin wildly waved his sword and declared an amnesty to the rebels on his own initiative but refused to accept his favor. Three wooden sticks stabbed Wang Qijin from the side and front one after another.
Jin leaned over and knocked one of them crooked with his horizontal knife, but the other two stabbed steadily into the chest of the war horse.
The injured war horse neighed repeatedly, stood up, and threw Wang Qijin down. Following closely, the crazy war horse rushed into the rebels, trampling down the bamboo sticks and wooden stakes on all those who stood in the way.
He stabbed the horse in the stomach with its stabs. The beast screamed and fell down, crushing a rebel soldier who couldn't escape until he vomited blood on the spot.
Wang Qijin climbed up from the ground, limped forward and rushed forward to fight the enemy for a few steps. Suddenly, his body was picked up from behind and placed across the saddle. "Get out of the way, don't seek death!" Saved!
He cursed with a life-threatening cry. Wang Qijin looked up and saw the familiar yellow face of his companion, Wu Yan, who had just filled the vacancy of the school captain.
The red-eyed cavalrymen rushed past Wang Qijin and Wu Yan, ignoring the jagged spears and bamboo sticks in front of them. Someone was lucky enough to separate the spears with their weapons, stabbed their opponents to death, and continued their charge.
Someone unfortunately hit the tip of the spear and died on the spot. The empty-saddled horses could not stop their pace and continued to charge forward until they finally died or met a warrior who could hold their reins.
"I'm going to catch a horse!" Wu Yan took a cue, gave up his mount to Wang Qijin, and jumped into the smoke. The next moment, he appeared not far away riding an ownerless beast. "Qijin"
Brother Jin, keep charging, keep charging until you die!" He shouted over his shoulder, then accelerated diagonally and merged into the advancing cavalry.
"Don't stop until you fall!" Wang Qijin raised his sword again and gathered thousands of riders with his brothers to form a torrent, overturning and submerging all obstacles in front of him.
"Form up, form up!" The enemy shouted in his ears, hoarse. Li Xu ignored those who were left behind and beat the black wind desperately, squeezing the speed of the war horses to the limit. Directly in front, a dozen rebels
Before the army's spearmen could gather together, he trampled one of them with his horse's hooves. He swung his sword, chopped down the other, and twisted around. He wanted to continue slashing, but the stunned spearmen of his opponent were no longer in front of him.
The spearman was left behind by Black Wind, and was thrown to his companions who rushed up one after another.
Cheers suddenly sounded from behind, as loud as thunder. Xuzi turned around suddenly and saw the brothers' horses emerging from the rebels one after another. He turned to face the front, and finally understood the reason for the cheers of the brothers. It was just a moment's effort. The rebels
The array has been penetrated by everyone, and there is no enemy blocking the front. On the ground under your feet, there are long spears, horizontal knives, shields, and battle flags discarded by You Wuhou and the soldiers of You Royal Guard.
"Come here, help me raise the battle flag!" Li Xuma circled in a circle, pointed to his side with his sword, and shouted an order. It was a general's flag with the flagpole cut off. He didn't know it came from the right.
Marquis Wu, or the right guard: "The flag of the Sui Dynasty should not fall like this!" He circled on horseback and added another sentence while adjusting his breathing and waiting for the brothers who had rushed out of the enemy's formation to gather around him.
The soldiers headed by Lei Dong picked up the broken general flag and tied it to an infantry pole. The general flag, stained by dust, fluttered in the wind again. More than 4,000 soldiers of the Xiongwu camp, covered in blood, emerged from the enemy formation.
Passing through, forming a team around the general's flag, all that remained standing in the enemy's camp were corpses on the ground and fear that spread like a plague.
They succeeded, successfully stopped the rebels, and penetrated the enemy formation at a very small cost.
They succeeded and successfully told the unruly old generals of the Sui Dynasty that this new force should not be ignored.
More flags were picked up by the brothers, dusted off, erected, and flaunted behind the rebel formation. "It's a pity that our banner was left with Yuwen Supervisor!" Zhang Xiu complained in a low voice, and then took the banner with him.
The general's charge corner flag was held high in his hand and waved vigorously at the soldiers.
"Xiongwuying, Xiongwuying!"
"Xiongwuying, Xiongwuying!" More than four thousand soldiers shouted excitedly. For a moment, everyone forgot about the pain and fatigue on their bodies. Xiongwuying is a team that can create miracles. Starting from Liaodong, everyone kept going
The earth is creating miracles one after another. No matter who wants to use the power in their hands to obliterate these miracles, they can't do it. Even if the court is deceived and the historians forget, on this bloody battlefield, those rebels with fearful faces will always remember them.
exist
"Brothers, let's fight to the front of the enemy and raise the flag!" Amid the proud cheers of the crowd, Li Xu once again waved down the black knife in his hand.
"Fight in front of them and raise our flag!"
In an instant, more than 4,000 cavalrymen once again formed an indestructible and unstoppable force.