"Li Shiwei! If you defeat Liu Guoneng in this battle, you will be the first to win!"
Li Laiheng reined in the horse's head and praised Li Shiwei at the top of his voice amidst the roar of cannons and cannons. Originally, the mission of the cannon and artillery team was just to keep an eye on Li Wanqing on the south bank to prevent him from crossing the river to attack the flank of the invading army.
However, Li Shiwei trained the gun and artillery team to a very high level. The first wave of exploratory shooting they conducted was a blow to the officers and soldiers who initiated the offensive. It severely killed Liu Guoneng's prestige and improved the morale and morale of the officers and soldiers.
Here comes a killing blow.
"The momentum of the official army has declined, and now it is our turn to take action."
Gao Yigong held a long gun in his hand, pointed at the right wing of the army and said to Li Laiheng: "The left wing of the army is protected by the river, but the right wing is open and flat, which is convenient for us to launch an attack."
"Indeed, it is true, but Liu Guoneng is not a fool. The battle situation has become so tense. You can see that the army still has the rear team on hand and does not push forward with all its strength. It is obvious that they are wary of us rushing from the right wing."
Li Laiheng patted his horse and stood on a slightly raised hill. He took in all the battlefield situations and saw the situation very clearly. Li Laiheng, who had experienced many wars in person, no longer had the immature views of a civilian boy.
, just a cursory glance at him will be able to tell in which direction the entire battle is developing.
The tactical vision is no longer the same.
Li Shiwei nodded silently. He was not proud of the excellent performance of the gun and artillery team, but showed a high degree of concern for Li Wanqing's officers and soldiers who were still lingering on the south bank of the river: "What will Li Wanqing do? The officers and soldiers should know about us.
With powerful firearms, will he still be able to cross the river easily? If he doesn't cross the river, what will Li Wanqing do?"
"No matter how Li Wanqing moves, we don't have to worry about whoever hits us. Now I have the advantage. Let Liu Guoneng and Li Wanqing guess what Chuang Jun will do!"
Li Laiheng raised his palms to signal Li Shiwei to stop, and then ordered Gao Yigong, Hao waved the flag, and Miao Lichen led the main force of infantry to the front line: "With one go, we drove back all the elite soldiers of the army."
My left wing is the main force, and we will attack the right wing of the army. We attack from northwest to southeast, allowing Liu Guo to concentrate all his forces on the right wing. We take advantage of the situation and attack fiercely, pushing all the army to the river bank and destroying them!"
Li Laiheng's tactical intention was to take advantage of Liu Guoneng's mentality of attaching great importance to the right wing, so that the government troops would continuously concentrate their forces on the right wing, and finally adjust the situation of a collision between east and west to a situation where the intruders were in the north and the government troops were in the south.
In this way, Liu Guoneng will end up fighting a last-ditch battle. Once the officers and soldiers lose, they will be squeezed onto the river by the intruders and all will be annihilated!
Hao Yaoqi roared loudly, "Take the order," and Miao Lichen reminded Li Laiheng: "The officers and soldiers are in a state of mourning. The sentry must not be underestimated, and the soldiers of the Chinese army must not be moved lightly."
Gao Yigong hesitated for a while and then asked: "How to deal with Li Wanqing? I think he is always a danger when he wanders to the south bank. Now that we have the advantage in strength, should we split up a force and choose the opportunity to cross the river first?
How about defeating Li Wanqing?"
"It's not necessary!" Li Laiheng flatly refused. He waved his hand and pointed to the battlefield ahead and said, "Liu Guoneng is known as a brave general, and his subordinates are all elite soldiers and generals who have survived hundreds of battles. When we were anxious in front of the enemy, we divided our forces to make a big move.
Doesn't crossing the river with action give Liu Guo an opportunity? What's more, Master Liu is about to attack Beiwudu. We just need to grasp the formation well and not expose any flaws."
Gao Yigong felt a little bit in his heart that because of Li Laiheng's recent continuous victories, he was becoming more and more authoritative and arbitrary. He was not a fool and could not fail to understand that Li Laiheng's sudden rise in the camp was all due to
He has outstanding personal talents, but is trusting genius really the eternal way to victory?
"Laiheng, Junzhen, the Chinese army is in your hands, and the decisive hand of the overall situation is also in your hands." Gao Yigong rubbed his forehead with the palm of his other hand that was not holding the gun, and said, "Just like Miao Lichen
It's the same thing, Liu Guoneng is a veteran and should never be underestimated."
Li Laiheng didn't take it seriously. He waved his hand with a smile and signaled Gao Yigong and others to send troops as soon as possible: "Time does not wait for me, Yigong, I am waiting for your good news!"
"……good!"
Gao Yigong agreed, and the infantry immediately attacked in full force.
After the huge capture in the Battle of Luoyang, the Little Tigers had already replaced their guns with guns.
The guns and knives used by the soldiers are all the best in the arsenal. Their blades are extremely sharp and reflect the dazzling silver light. Their attire is no longer just uniforms and felt hats. With the various light and dark armors captured, the soldiers in the front row of the line
All the veterans and soldiers are already wearing armor.
As for the new recruits in the back row, no matter how bad they were, they were wearing eight-petal iron helmets to protect their important heads. The whole army looked clearly at the armored battle, and it was already a mighty and majestic division that was better than most officers and soldiers at this time!
The infantrymen who broke into the camp rushed forward. These "elite thieves" who were no less powerful than the official army immediately turned into ferocious beasts unleashed from the fence. The neat military discipline of the Little Tiger Team made everyone move in the same pace, with the sword at the forefront.
, the spears then pressed forward together, forcing the officers and soldiers to retreat steadily at the moment of the confrontation.
Ma Bao, who was originally a guard under the command of the Henan military general Gao Qian, was captured by the invaders during the Luoyang defense battle. He entered the camp in accordance with Li Laiheng's prisoner policy. The prisoner policy of the invaders has always been to surrender.
If he is not included, he will cut off one left hand and release it; Li Laiheng is more merciful and only cuts off one finger and one toe.
Although Ma Bao is an official and a guard, he does not pride himself on loyalty, and Gao Qian has no kindness towards him. In fact, Ma Bao's nickname "Two Skins" just illustrates his nature as a person:
For a person who relies on his own strength and makes a living by it, there is nothing more terrifying than losing his ability to hold a sword.
So after Ma Bao learned about Li Laiheng's prisoner policy, he chose to surrender without even a second's hesitation, relying on his extraordinary courage to become a card swordsman.
Ma Bao had no sympathy for the officers and soldiers in front of him who were colleagues a few months ago. He didn't think there was any difference between the officers and soldiers and thieves. Everyone made a living by licking blood from their swords and eating from their mouths.
It's just food. Apart from the fact that her mother-in-law, Li Laiheng, is in charge of military discipline all day long, which makes Ma Bao a little impatient, maybe the life of a bandit is more suitable for him?
The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. What kind of person was Li Laiheng? He was definitely better than his old boss Gao Qian, but it was a pity that he had never met Mr. Li in person. Who was that King Chuang?
"you wanna die!"
Ma Bao's endless thoughts were interrupted by the officer and soldier who hit the knife edge. He suddenly blocked the weapons of the officer and soldier in front of him with his regiment card, and then took advantage of the opportunity for the opponent to return to defense and stabbed out with a knife instantly, killing the opponent.
Ma Bao's hand movements were smooth and fluid, with almost no pause for a second. After killing one person, he then faced the next opponent, until the officers and soldiers in front of him began to flee.
Only then did he have time to look around the battlefield, and saw that after the officers and soldiers were attacked with all their strength by the infantry who broke into the camp, the line was almost in danger of collapse. However, under the encouragement of Liu Guoneng, who risked his life and took the lead in the attack, he was able to gather a considerable amount of troops.
A large number of short-hand warriors fought from the side line in reverse, and the sacrifice of dozens of loyal and brave soldiers gave the official and army fronts another opportunity to regroup.
Ma Bao curled his lips and snorted coldly. He considered himself to be a ruthless person, but Liu Guoneng's dismissal without regard to the casualties of the soldiers still made Ma Bao feel a strong sense of disgust.
"No matter how much Gao Qian cares about his official position and does not regard soldiers as human beings, he still knows that soldiers are the foundation of his life. Who can this Liu Guo be? Why does he use the lives of soldiers to build his own fame like this?
What's more, isn't the image of victory and defeat enough to show off? What is the reason for him to continue fighting like this with all his life?"
A sudden shot came from Ma Bao's side. After a moment of regrouping and breathing, the Feiya army launched another violent counterattack. The archers gathered together and fired a burst of fire at the intruder infantry who had just defeated the opponent in front of them.
, although Ma Bao used his group cards to cover his vitals and blocked fatal injuries, he was caught off guard by an arrow in his right leg.
There was no time to cry out in pain, because the officers and soldiers in front of him were killed immediately. Several people around Ma Bao were shot down by four or five people in the volley just now. He was alone and faced the attacks of several people at the same time.
He was shot in the left shoulder and then knocked down by the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen feet stepped on Ma Bao, who was covered with group cards. Before he could curse angrily, he received another kick in the mouth.
Ma Bao also prided himself on being a brave man. Defeating Luoyang was already a great shame and humiliation. Why the hell did he suffer even more after joining the camp?
I have martial arts skills, how can I be trampled to death by such a group of reckless men?