Chapter 277 Panchang War 1

Chapter 27

The hoof rumbled, and thousands of riders hit their faces like hurricanes. Wherever they went, dust and grass debris flew into the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The machete was held as high as a forest, shining and fascinating.

"Bow and arrow! Bird! Get ready... release!"

Jiang Bin shouted loudly, and the flag held high in mid-air and waved diagonally forward. In an instant, there was a squeak of the bowstring force around, and the sound of the fire rope burning. Then the buzz was endless, and thousands of feathers and arrows broke through the air and gathered into a moving cloud covering the Tatar cavalry a hundred steps away. Jiang Bin's calculation was very accurate. During the hours of flying and falling in the air, the Tatar cavalry also reached the best range 80 steps away.

The rain of arrows fell all over the sky, and the sarcasian cavalry fell down. The soldiers and horses who were shot rolled on the grass, setting off mud waves several feet high. The screams of soldiers, the hiss of horses, and the sound of arrows into the meat were intertwined with the sound of arrows, which was creepy.

Hundreds of people were hit by the first round of arrow rain, but this could not stop them from charging. The soldiers and horses rolling on the grass failed to slow their speed down at all. Their eyes stared at the Ming army in front of them and let the horses' hoofs trampled their fallen compatriots into mud and eyebrows. Not even wrinkled.

The second round of arrow rain of the Ming army came again, and there was iron sand ejected by hundreds of birds in the dense arrows. This time, the Tatar cavalry were killed and injured more. Two rounds of long-range attacks took the lives of more than 300 people, and hundreds of cavalry who could not avoid hitting the rolling horses also became roostors.

However, there are only two rounds of archery in the range. After two rounds, the Tatar cavalry have rushed 20 steps away and can no longer shoot the third round of arrow rain. Jiang Bin waved his hand, and the flag in mid-air changed, and the archers in the front row did not evacuate. He threw down the bows and arrows in groups of five and put them two feet long on the ground. Lifting up, these * are specially made to deal with the charge of the Tarat cavalry. The barrel is as thick as the arm, and the head of the gun is cast iron. Although it is rough and simple, this * does not need to be so exquisite.

Hundreds of * raised the head of the gun and pointed diagonally to the front, and the tail of the gun reached into the small pit on the ground, forming a forest of guns in front of the Ming army. The tip of the gun was facing the fast-coming Tasar, like a poisonous snake that chose people to eat, holding its head high.

"Boom."

In the abnormal sound, the Tatar cavalry was like a turbid wave, hitting the embankment of the guard. The sound of broken tendons and fractures made people cold all over. The huge gun head pierced the body of the horse and people. After piercing the hole, the flying limbs fell a few feet away, and the huge inertia of the war horse rushed into the crowd. Press...

The initial huge impact seemed to solidify time, and everyone seemed to be imprisoned in nightmares and oppressed to breathe. The impact of flesh and blood was like ripples on the calm lake, swinging layer by layer on both sides. When the initial impact ended, people seemed to pass through the air from suffocation, but then it was more For the beginning of the cruel hand-to-hand combat.

For infantry, the charge of the cavalry is a nightmare. A team of cavalry of more than 100 people can defeat more than five times their own infantry, provided that they have room to charge. Once the cavalry charge, the battle with the infantry is like a wolf into the sheep, and the best way to deal with them is nothing more than to rely on fortification defense and strike several long-range attacks. When you have to face the cavalry head-on, the best way is to stop their rapid charge, which undoubtedly plays this role.

The frontal * attack, more than 400 * unequivocally took the lives of hundreds of people. Although under the inertial impact, the Taran cavalry still hit the defense line of the Ming army like a torrent, the first wave of the huge wave was the most fierce. After being resisted, the second wave followed The third wave is not so terrible.

The hand-to-hand battle kicked off, and the cavalry who followed followed rushed into the Ming army with machetes. The Ming army did not show weakness and cooperated with the enemy in groups of three. The sword and shield soldiers and long gunmen form a combination of sickle soldiers. This is an effective way to deal with the tatsars. The hook and shield soldiers specially attack the horse's legs. The sharp barb can cut off the horse's hoof. The long gunmen are responsible for attacking and interference with the tat soldiers on the horse. After the fall of the Tatari, it is time for the sword and shield soldiers to show their skills. The fallen Tart is like a wolf with broken legs. He is not good at it and can only be slaughtered.

The valley under the sunset has become a Shura field. The ferocious soldiers are like a group of emotionless machines. The mechanical blades are slashing on others, and their faces are numb. In the harsh sound of swords, there is close proximity to the dying cry, and the sharp click of the blade to the bone. No one cares about the life and death of others, and even Even his life and death were left behind. He had just pulled the bloody tip of the knife out of other people's bodies, and the next moment he was stabbed by others. At the previous moment, he cut off the enemy's head, and the next moment he became a headless body.

The battlefield became a huge meat grinder. The intact human body entered it and soon broke into pieces of minced meat. The terrible thing is that no one flinched, and the soldiers on the front and back sides still filled it blankly until they became several pieces of minced meat.

Song Nan is also one of them. He is bathed with blood, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand has killed many people. His body has gradually become disobedient. The torture of several days has made his body extremely tired. At this moment, he is completely supported by a brave spirit. If it hadn't been for the bearskin armor on his body, I'm afraid he would have been Falling under someone's knife; but even so, the huge shock of the sword and body made Song Nan's body hurt everywhere, and she could only grit her teeth and persist.

The battle gradually came to an end, and it was hard to say who would win or lose. The Ming army exhausted the 5,000-man cavalry with a fierce force, and the deaths and injuries on both sides were more than half. In the face of the madness of the Ming army, the Tsars gradually became unsupported. Once morale declined, there was no power to return to heaven.

Jiang Bin rushed over and rushed to Song Nan's side. He cut down a taro leader entangled with Song Nan with a knife and shouted loudly, "Brother Song, retreat quickly. We can't fight in love."

Song Nan gasped with a knife and said, "Is the second wave of Taran cavalry coming up?"

Jiang Bin wiped the blood stain on his face and nodded and said, "Yes, it has been five miles away. Most of the first wave of Tatars have been killed by us, but we have also lost nearly 2,000. The second wave seems to be another five or six thousand. The Tatars are treacherous. We are exhausted with this first wave of fighting. The second wave of cavalry must be resisting us. Don't stop, retreat south quickly. I'll send someone to protect you.

Song Nan frowned and said, "Remove south? Isn't this looking for death? Once retreat is a disaster, how can human legs run across horse legs?

Jiang Bin said, "There is no way. How much can be withdrawn? We have built fortifications 30 miles away. As long as we can return to the fortifications and stick to it, it will be easy to do."

Song Nan shook her head and said, "You absolutely can't withdraw. If you withdraw, the whole army will be destroyed."

Jiang Bin spread out his hands and said, "What should I do? Are they all here waiting for the second and third wave of the Tirans to kill us all?

Song Nan thought for a moment and said, "Remove to the hillsides on both sides. There are many people relying on horses, but they will never dismount to attack the hillside."

"But the emperor is in the south. Isn't it possible to let the man drive south to chase the emperor?"

Song Nan shook his head and said, "No, the emperor should have been dozens of miles away. Thetars will not catch up for a while. Besides, if thetars dare to go deep, it is a good thing."

Jiang Bin said, "Good thing?"

Song Nan said, "Don't ask. I'll explain it to you slowly after going up the hillside. Time is running out. Hurry up and order."

Although Jiang Bin was puzzled, he no longer hesitated to blow the horn to pass the order. The Ming army soldiers immediately withdrew to the high mountains on both sides. The first wave of 5,000 Tasars had less than 2,000 left. They were almost desperate. Suddenly, they saw the Ming army retreating to both sides and suddenly had courage. Da Zeng followed the fierce pursuit, and the Ming army paid the price of more than 200 people to rush to the hillside, turned back and shot down a feather arrow, which stopped their crazy pursuit.

When the second wave of 5,000 cavalry charged, there was no Ming army on the battlefield. The ground was full of dead bodies, and the grass was red, which was unbearable.

The general of the army quickly delivered the message to the bald man behind him and asked the bald man to give instructions.

The bald man led hundreds of horses to the battlefield. Seeing that the Ming army retreated to the hillsides on both sides, the valley in the middle had been completely opened. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, "Hahaha, the Ming army is vulnerable. This is convenient for the turtle to send my order. The army will pursue south. The little emperor of the Ming Dynasty will definitely escape far away and vowed to hold him. ."

A general manager of 10,000 households quickly came forward and said, "Dear Khan, it is a taboo to lead the army to go deep. Let's not be tricked by the Han people."

"Trape? They were all beaten to hide on the mountain and become mountain mice. What else can they do? The baldness is disdainful.

The general manager of Wanhu hurriedly said, "Dahan, we have been here for nearly nine days, and the reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty must have come from everywhere. Now we are likely to encounter their reinforcements. It is unwise to go deep alone. It's better for us to cut off the heads of these Han people and go back to Ulaanbaatar. Besides, our supplies are about to run out, which is not good for us to consume.

The bald man frowned and thought, "What you said makes sense, but he let the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty escape for nothing, and he was really unwilling."

"Dahan, why don't you send 2,000 iron horses to chase them? The army will not move. If we meet the reinforcements of the Ming army, we can also withdraw from the entrance in time. Isn't it the best of both sides?"

The bald can nod and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Send 2,000 light horses south to chase them. The rest of the people retreat and camp and closely monitor the Ming army on the hillsides on both sides. Although these mountain mice have been defeated, they also need to prevent them from raiding at night."

On the hillside, Song Nan took a pergola and watched a group of cavalry in the valley gallop south, but the army of Tatara retreated and camped. He couldn't help stamped his feet and scolding, "What a treacherous Tatron, really careful."

Jiang Bin squeaked his lips and said, "I don't know how far the emperor has gone."

Song Nan said, "Don't worry, the emperor will be fine. It's getting late. The Tsars have to stop and camp at most 50 miles away. Tomorrow is the ninth day. The people who should arrive should arrive. If not, it will be a hefty crime."