As soon as the enemy and we came into contact, Xuzi was keenly aware that the bandits in front of him were very different from those he had conquered in the past. The improved prairie cavalry galloping tactics had always been his trick to deal with the peasant army.
Their roughness and thin armor make it difficult for them to hold on for half a stick of incense in the rain of arrows without losing their morale. Once the morale drops to the bottom line, these bandits without military discipline will often drop their weapons and run away, risking the lives of their companions.
In the past few years, from Liyang to Licheng, and then from Licheng to Wagang, relying on the coordination of galloping and cavalry raids, Xuzi has almost never encountered an opponent. He is invincible, victorious in every battle, and the enemy can maintain a draw in front of him.
They are all proud of themselves. The only two draws happened to the Wagang Army. The first time was at the foot of Mount Tai. He and more than a thousand Qijun brothers led by Qin Shubao encountered the elite Wagang troops under Xu Maogong. Both sides sized up the situation and made their choice.
In order to give in to each other, another incident happened on the canal. Cheng Zhijie relied on his personal bravery and the determination of his soldiers to save the situation. In Xu Zi's mind, Xu and Cheng were both rare heroes.
It was natural for him to lead his subordinates to block his cavalry assault, but Zhang Jincheng, who was cruel and easy to kill, was obviously not within the scope of approval in his mind. In Xuzi's eyes, Zhang Jincheng, his enemy and killer, was just a simple-minded and dirty bandit.
Like Pei Changcai, Qi Guoyuan, etc. whom he had wiped out in the past, his greatest ability was to bully the honest and responsible civilians around him. He was completely vulnerable to a fight with the regular army of the imperial court!
However, the development of the battlefield situation was somewhat beyond his expectation. Faced with the sudden blow, Zhang Jinsheng's troops were indeed in chaos. But then, the team with broken armor and uneven weapons attacked the troops armed to the teeth.
The officers and soldiers launched a counterattack. Li Xu adjusted his tactics in time and used cavalry to divide Zhang into several local areas. The expected retreat did occur. Nearly one-third of the bandits fled without a fight, but nearly half of them stayed.
Even though they knew that victory was hopeless, the minions not only did not give up their resistance, but instead displayed a more powerful fighting force than before the victory or defeat was decided.
Those desperate minions were fighting on their own, unable to coordinate effectively with each other, but each of them used extremely ruthless moves, with no regard for their own life or death. They sang various slang songs, some cheerfully.
, some are tragic and the rhythm is not neat at all, but they are singing wholeheartedly, as if they regard death as a feast that is about to begin.
"Don't surround them, open a gap!" Li Xu had to rush to the front line in person and adjust the purpose of the battle. The cost of annihilating this bandit team was too high. For the future development of the Fenyang Army, he had to
Without giving the opponent a hope of escape, the messenger promptly sent out the commander's intention with the sound of horns. The cavalry who were trying to divide and surround the enemy army moved away to the south after hearing the order, leaving a sufficient path for the rogue bandits.
To everyone's surprise, no more minions exited the battlefield due to the wide survival channel, and the enemy's movements became more and more crazy and intoxicating.
"Kill the culprit first, and the alliance will never ask!" After finding out that the enemy had no other forces hiding nearby, Li Xu rode his horse to join the battle group. The situation in front of him reminded him of the Battle of Hulao Pass that he had participated in.
Li Zixiong, the Youwuhou general, relied on a group of dead soldiers to entangle Yu Wenshu's central army and left wing, and then led another army to defeat the Sui army's right wing. If he hadn't made a timely counterattack, Yu Wenshu would have been defeated.
The aforementioned army of 400,000 was almost defeated by an opponent with less than one-fifth of its number.
Many years later, the same situation happened again in front of him. Zhang Jincheng's subordinates were far less well-trained than Li Zixiong's subordinates, but they had the same determination on their faces. Their clumsy fighting skills were like this in front of the high-speed cavalry.
They are as vulnerable as a toddler, but their tenacious fighting will is like a wounded lone wolf. They would rather be broken into pieces than retaliate.
It only took a few seconds for the two sides to come into contact and fall into a melee. However, in this short period of time, nearly five thousand rogue bandits fell, and more than a thousand Fenyang Jingqi were killed. Such an exchange ratio Li
Xu couldn't bear it. It would take him at least more than half a year to train a cavalry, and the other party only needed to break through a few forts to recruit tens of thousands of people.
"The commander-in-chief has an order, kill the first culprit first, and never ask for help!" The messenger promptly sent Li Xu's order to the captains leading the entire battlefield. After hearing the order, the brigade leaders adjusted their battle strategies again and gave up fighting with ordinary people.
The entanglement of the soldiers gave priority to those bandit leaders who looked more polished. This adjustment had a certain effect. As the leaders and veterans fell one by one, Zhang Jin said that more and more people fled the battlefield, but the remaining
The cavalrymen who came down to fight to the death became more and more powerful. Every time the cavalry took a step closer to victory, they almost had to pay the price of dozens or even hundreds of cavalrymen.
"Cut down those battle flags! Follow me and chop down the enemy's battle flags." Li Xu had no time to hesitate. He galloped his horse towards the soldiers around him and responded loudly, forming a wedge-shaped attack formation with the commander as the tip of the spear.
Zhou Daniu protected Li Xu's left side, and Liu Yi, who came from the Xiongwu Camp, protected Li Xu's right side. Zhang Ji, who returned from outside the Great Wall and joined the army in Sicang, was eager to make meritorious deeds. He rode a tall horse and followed the team closely.
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"Zhang Canjun, are you okay?" Luo Yuan, who was walking side by side with Zhang Ji, asked with concern. From the pale face of the other party, he knew that the man in front of him had a deep friendship with the coach and had once escorted a large amount of property from outside the Great Wall to Dan.
It must have been Sicang's first time on the battlefield after he joined the army. Although this man's riding skills were very good, his posture when holding the sword was obviously a bit stiff. This was because he had difficulty adapting to the tense atmosphere on the battlefield. Back then, he was following his distant brother Luo Shixin.
It looked like this when I went to the battlefield for the first time.
"I swore to repay General Li!" Zhang Ji's voice was trembling. He smiled as hard as he could, but the expression on his face was uglier than crying. "If he hadn't taken me in back then, I wouldn't be dead now.
No matter how many times you can do it, I can do it too!"
"Lower your head, stick close to the horse's neck and be careful of stray arrows. If you are injured, retreat to the edge of the team and don't fall off the horse!" Luo Yuanyuan, the member of the Guards Corps, could not persuade Zhang Ji to leave, but smiled and told him that he liked this very much.
A companion, unlike other civilian officers, this military man who has lived outside the Great Wall for many years has a frankness unique to the people of the Great Wall. This person has lost contact with the general for many years, but has never embezzled any of the general's property.
It is also found among traders in the Central Plains, but it is not common.
The two of them followed the end of the team and rushed into the enemy army. The commander at the front was invincible, and the entire team was unstoppable. Li Xu struggled to cut down a battle flag, and Zhou Daniu and Liu Yi trampled it with their war horses.
The dead soldiers who tried to rush forward to protect the flag rushed forward one after another. The cavalrymen swung their swords and cut down the minions around them one by one. The arrows roared around them, and bamboo spears and wooden clubs flashed from both sides of the horses.
Passing by, like a moving jungle, Li Xu turned his horse's head and rushed out from the other side of the jungle. The entire team pierced the enemy formation like a long spear, leaving behind a pile of bloody corpses.
"Left front!" Li Xu pressed forward with the tip of his knife, pointing at the enemy's battle flag on the other side. The whole team turned around like an angry dragon, and followed him towards another group of minions who were resisting stubbornly. Horse hooves stepped across the quilt.
The white snow melted with red blood, and the mud splashed with thousands of pink dots. The cavalry held their breath and raised their swords high.
The leader of the Mianzhan banner was also a veteran of many battles. When he saw Li Xu coming on horseback, he not only did not dodge, but actively stepped forward and faced each other with a spear and a scimitar.
It’s over!” The minions, big and small, shouted, following behind the leader and raising wooden sticks. The enemy and the sickle quickly collided with each other. The sound of metal knocking and human shouts intertwined, and the red mist filled the air, plating everything in the world.
upper layer of pink
Li Xu chopped down the leader with only two moves. The leader looked younger than him. The moment he was hit in the neck by the long knife, signs of life quickly slipped away from his face.
Before falling to the ground, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but all the blood spurted out of his mouth
"Young Master!" Zhang Ji heard someone crying, but the heart-wrenching cry made his heart suddenly relax, and he swung the scimitar in his hand more smoothly. Because he was at the end of the team, in most cases he could
They were watching the battle. There were very few opportunities to take action. Occasionally, one or two unlucky guys passed by the war horse. Zhang Ji swung his machete and quickly cut a foot-long gash in the opponent's body. All the men in the tribe went to the battlefield.
Duty, in these years on the grassland, he has learned a lot of the tricks of the barbarians.
One of the minions who had been injured and lying on the ground suddenly sat up, holding a sharpened wooden stick and stabbing his horse in the belly. Zhang Ji fiercely lifted the reins, and the horse jumped directly over the heads of the other minions. General Luo Yuan
The long spear in his hand flicked out and pierced the neck of the minion directly. "Follow me! Stop fighting!" He greeted Zhang Ji, and then the two of them got rid of the minions and followed the coach to the next battle flag.
Like the officers and soldiers, the bandits relied entirely on flags to control their troops. As battle flags were cut down one after another, Zhang Jincheng's subordinates were obviously in chaos. They were still fighting hard, but they did not have effective organization and command.
The veterans who played a core role in the team were killed one after another. The remaining small bosses lacked prestige and courage and were unable to coordinate the brothers around them.
The situation was obviously tilting towards the officers and soldiers. Zhang Ji felt that the resistance his team encountered was getting smaller and smaller. He glanced forward and saw the coach Li Xu opening a horizontal knife and following closely. With a flash of the knife, the man
The thief's head flew high into the sky
"General Li! General Li!" Someone among the soldiers cheered loudly for the general's bravery.
"General Li! General Li!" Zhang Ji followed everyone and raised his weapons high, shouting and cheering, his blood boiling.
"Get fame on the fly!" This is the motto that many people use to motivate themselves. But looking at the Sui Dynasty, in the past twenty years, only Li Xu was able to climb from a humble family to the position of general, general manager, and prince with his own martial arts.
The soldiers knew that they might not be able to reach Li Xu's current heights in this life, but after all, their coach's experience allowed them to see the hope of changing the court. This hope does not have to be too big, even if it is as weak as the light of a firefly's tail, it is enough to inspire them.
People are ten times or even a hundred times more courageous
For many soldiers, the three words General Li not only represent their confidence in victory, but also represent their goals in life.
He has the same background as us, and his talent may not be outstanding. He only relies on disdainful efforts and a little luck. "Humans are not livestock, and they do not need famous breeds and famous blood!" Many years ago, Huben General Luo Yi once said, in Li Xu's words
For many brothers, Li Xu is their future now. In other words, becoming the next Li Xu is their whole dream.
"General Li, we must win, we must win!" On top of the city, countless infantrymen stretched out their bodies and cheered in the same rhythm as the brothers who were fighting fiercely below the city. The cheers that surged around were like sunshine, penetrating through the rogue bandits in an instant.
They cast light and hope deep into the center of the battlefield with a gloomy mist composed of slang songs.
"We must win, we must win!" the soldiers shouted with their swords raised, following Li Xu's horses and clashing in the enemy formation. The bandits still risked their lives, but their resistance was like the snow after spring.
"We must win, we must win!" The soldiers of the Sui Dynasty mobilized their mounts and galloped past the enemy like the wind, their swords shining brightly and blooming into the most gorgeous flower of life.
"Work harder so they don't dare to come again!" Li Xu raised his knife and shouted, "Smash their courage!" Zhou Daniu, Liu Yi, Zhang Ji, Luo Yuan and others repeated their screams, overpowering all other noises on the battlefield. The blade swept
The bandits' simple leather armors cut open the leather, cut off the skin and flesh, shredded the muscles and bones, and took away the fresh lives one by one. They were invincible and unstoppable...
A small group of minions, led by several veterans, rushed forward, trying to reverse their side's passive situation. They knew that their martial arts skills were far inferior to the opponent's, so their shouts were full of despair. Black Wind kicked Chong away without mercy.
The fastest gangster, Li Xu, used his long knife to mow down the second one. Zhou Daniu stabbed the third one with his horse. Liu Yi's opponent turned around and ran away, but he caught up with him from behind and cut him into two pieces with one knife.
The enemy troops dispersed quickly, and the cavalry chased them from behind. The blood quickly stained everyone's armor, including those of the bandits and their own. But no one cried out in pain, and no one quit. They kept following Li Xu.
They waved their swords and swords on the ground, and their old or young faces turned red, as if they were drunk. Yes, they drank the wine of war. They were addicted to it and did not know the way back.
At that moment, everyone experienced an intoxicating feeling of being high above, like floating under the clouds. It was a battlefield composed of blood and fire. Their souls watched themselves and the enemy fight, and they were proud of their bravery and cheered. They forgot
Fear, forgetting fatigue, and even forgetting the wounds that were just added to his body, the enemy became extremely weak, and fell down with a push. The spears and horizontal knives that were stretched out were slow and full of flaws. As long as they stretched out their knives, they would be able to gain victory.
The taste of victory is so sweet, just like the bride's lips illuminated by candlelight...
Zhang Ji didn't know how many groups of enemy troops he had broken through following Li Xu. He felt that he had never lived as happily as he did today in his life. "No wonder Uncle Zhongjian would rather bleed from the tip of his knife than go back again."
The difference between the two lives of being a rich man outside the Great Wall is indeed one in the sky and one in the earth." He thought dreamily, while feeling the overwhelming passion of galloping on the battlefield.
"I cut down at least six people today, and I can be awarded a title. If I'm lucky, I might be promoted to one level, from joining the army in Sicang to marching in the trough." He calculated accurately using the military regulations of the Sui Dynasty that he had just become familiar with.
With his own gains, although his parents have long been lost and his hometown has been destroyed by the war, if they know that he has entered an official career, the spirits of his two elders in heaven will also smile.
His good luck seemed to have continued, especially when he followed the invincible coach and dispersed a group of thieves and chopped down the leader. Li Xu led the group and broke into another group of trapped beasts.
Among the minions, this group of bandits has much more people than the previous groups, and the quality of the armor and weapons seems to have improved a lot. Li Xu greeted the leader, a middle-aged man, to fight, and the brothers behind him also rushed towards him.
The nearest enemy, an old thief with a burnt yellow beard on his lips, rushed forward to fight the officers and soldiers, but Zhang Ji used a machete to block him. The man's movements were very agile. After realizing that Zhang Ji's weapon was shorter than the bamboo spear in his hand,
The old thief kept a distance of more than ten feet from him and ran away. Unspeakably disgusted, he used the sharpened bamboo spear to randomly hit the horse's belly, forcing Zhang Ji's mount to jump back and forth. "Take your life!"
Zhang Ji shouted angrily, leaned over and swung his knife, and cut off half of the bamboo spear that was stabbing the horse's belly. "Go to hell!" He added another Turkic sentence, slashed vertically with the scimitar, and split the bamboo spear from the middle.
, O!" This time he shouted words commonly used by horse herders. The horse under his crotch turned at the sound. With the momentum of the war horse, he used the machete to throw out a beam of light and cut off the opponent's neck.
