Chapter 281 Panchang War 5

Chapter 281 (Thank you for the pile of monthly votes cast by the three brothers Reading Bug, Gen 087 and acxld.)

The Ming army was still in the excitement of victory. With the pleasure of killing this battle, it killed 2,000 tarroys and almost chased them in front of the tarroys camp. If it hadn't been for the order to retreat, these red-eyed guys would have rushed directly into the tarroys camp.

But as soon as the formation was rectified after withdrawing, everyone still chatted with a pool of ducks and compared with their great achievements of killing several Tatars. They heard the long horns in the Tatars camp. Everyone stretched out their necks to look, but saw the Tatar cavalry pouring out of the camp and straightening up their formation and slowly to the south. Come in.

"No, the Tatars have to fight back." Several deputy generals shouted loudly.

Zhang Lun frowned and shouted loudly, "The firemans lined up to prepare, and the cavalry lined up to fight."

Song Nan was also shocked. The Tats seemed to be angry. The baldness actually ignored the big attack. This is a big trouble. In terms of strength, the Ming army is not an opponent. The difference in the number of cavalry on both sides is nearly three times. Even if the battle just wiped out 2,000 Tatari cavalry, there are still 13,000 people. It can be resisted by 3,000 cavalry and 2,000 remnants of Weizhou.

But now, we can only bravely fight, but we have to pay attention to the battle array. In the face of the whole army's assault of the Taran, if we fight directly, I'm afraid we will be scattered and defeated in an instant.

"Little prince, Lord Jiang, it is really unwise to face the enemy. We just need to delay thetars and wait for the reinforcements to arrive. We don't have to face the enemy directly." Song Nan shouted.

Zhang Lun frowned and said, "How to drag? As soon as the soldiers enter the sprint distance, they will come like a mountain and sea. It's too late to turn around and evacuate. You haven't seen the terrible consequences of being chased by the cavalry.

Song Nan thought for a moment and turned to Jiang Bin and said, "Lord Jiang, my brother speaks abruptly, but this battle may require the sacrifice of the Weizhou soldiers. Weizhou guards are already remnants, and the main force of the battle still needs to be the military camp and the divine machine battalion. I have to propose... Hey..."

Jiang Bin's face is like earthy. He understands what Song Nan means. Song Nan means that the Weizhou soldiers should be cannon fodder immediately. Weizhou's infantry are not very practical in this cavalry war. Maybe it is the best use to go forward to be cannon fodder. But after all, he has been with Jiang Bin's men for many years. This battle was all ashes and let Jiang Bin How can you stand it? Besides, Song Nan**'s naked proposal also made Jiang Bin unbearable. Anyway, Song Nan was also born in Weizhou. How could he send Weizhou guards and horses to hell with his own hands?

Jiang Bin gasped and gasped, and his hands stirred together to make a sound, but he didn't speak.

Song Nan sighed and said, "Well, when I didn't say it, I couldn't bear to do so."

Jiang Bin slowly shook his head and said, "Brother, I don't blame you. Even if you don't bring it up, I also have this idea in my heart. Since the Tatars are determined to attack, they can't avoid it. If they can't hold back the Tatar cavalry to cover the retreat of the little prince, I'm afraid even the soldiers and horses of the Beijing battalion will not be spared. But... I always... it's always hard to speak."

Song Nan patted Jiang Bin on the shoulder and sighed, "Brother Jiang, I know your feelings that the Weizhou guards were brought by you. They have a deep relationship with you, and I am also from Weizhou Wei, and I don't want to do so. But everything must be taken from the perspective of the overall situation. We are used to fighting dead people, but all we have to do is to exchange the smallest loss for the greatest victory, which is a wise move.

Jiang Bin was speechless. Song Nan whispered, "I know this move is a little cold-blooded. You must be afraid of being scolded afterwards, but don't worry, I will always be on your side, and I will fight with the brothers of Weizhouwei to the end and die together. This is my personal What can be done. Even you and I, life and death in this war are insignificant. It's up to you to decide.

Jiang Bin shook his body and looked up at Song Nan. Song Nan turned over and got off the horse, slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist, threw aside the brocade guard at his waist, picked up a broken ordinary armor from the ground and put it on and said, "From now on, I, Song Nan, am a soldier under Lord Jiang. I will swear to kill the enemy and Weizhouwei. The brothers coexist and die."

"Brother Song...!" Jiang Bin shouted in a trembling voice.

"Song Nan, no, I don't agree. The emperor wants me to save you well. How can you do that?" The little father-in-law shouted sharply.

Song Nan smiled and said, "In fact, this battle is not about avenging the emperor and regaining face. Defeating the main force of the Tartan can protect the peace of the border town on the front line of Xuanfu, Weizhou for ten or even 20 years. It is of great significance. You are all mothers-in-law."

Jiang Bin gritted his teeth and shouted, "Good brother, let's be brothers in the next life. I have decided to fight to block the tartar. The brothers of Weizhouwei have never been cowardly."

Zhang Lun jumped off the horse and pulled Song Nan aside and whispered, "You're crazy. Why are you going to die? What...what do you want my sister to do?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "Young man, if I die, will it happen to fulfill my husband's wish?"

Zhang Lun scolded, "If you don't know how to praise, it's really stupid for you to die."

Song Nan smiled and said, "The little father-in-law cares about me. Song Nan is very grateful. In fact, it's not as serious as you think. Our life and death are in your little father-in-law's hands. If the follow-up reinforcements are really coming as the little father-in-law said, we will not die at all. Unless the little grandpa's soldiers and horses walk on the road to enjoy the scenery, then we really want the whole army. It's overturned."

Zhang Lun said, "If everything is unexpected, how can I guarantee that they will arrive in time?"

Song Nan shook his head and said, "This is bad. You are the admiral of the two battalions. You are not sure. What else are you going to fight? Young lord, if the whole army of Weizhou soldiers and horses are destroyed, but you can't severely damage the harmas, these thousands of lives are your responsibility. If you can defeat the soldiers and the dead get their place, if you and Jiang Bin can survive, who can compare this credit?

Zhang Lun took a breath and nodded slowly and said, "Well, this is the only thing to fight. I ordered a thousand fire soldiers to follow you, and my cavalry is going to retreat. Be careful. Don't kill yourself in vain."

Song Nan nodded and said, "Master Xie, the little master quickly sent someone to urge the backup. If you can't arrive for half an hour, the little master will lead the cavalry to retreat quickly. If I die, go back and tell your sister, and say that Song Nan has failed her and compensate her in the next life."

Zhang Lun stamped his feet, turned over his horse, and issued a series of orders. One thousand magic battalion cavalry were under the command of Song Nan, and the remaining 2,000 cavalry of the fighting battalion quickly retreated. Two thousand infantry in Weizhou were equipped with a set of bows and arrows, and the formations were placed across the valley.

For uninterrupted long-range shooting, all the queues are in three rows, drawing on the three-stage attack tactics of the magic machine camp. The archers stand staggering in front * and retreat every ten steps, supplemented by the back row, and the firearms are passing the loading without moving forward and backward.

At the same time, people dragged together the human corpses, horse corpses, weapons and armor scattered everywhere on the battlefield to form a simple barrier, which made the impact of the Tart cavalry more difficult. After all this preparation, the front team of the Tart soldiers had entered the distance of the cavalry sprint outside.

The baldness can divide all the cavalry into five waves, 2,000 to 3,000 people per wave. This is also the normal tactic of cavalry charge. The baldness can send all the troops. He will use waves of charge after wave of charge to trample the Ming army in front of him into meat sauce. Even he himself wears armor and leads his 2,000 guards to line up. In the third wave, after the first two waves of soldiers and horses defeated the Ming army, he would personally step on the bodies of the Ming army for harvesting.

At noon, the valley was sultry like a big oven. The Tarot cavalry and the Ming army thought about each other. The air seemed to solidify, and there was silence everywhere. More than a dozen vultures circled from the air and fell on the grass between the two armies to peck at the flesh and blood on the ground.

Suddenly, the low and long horn echoed in the valley, and the vulture rose up in shock. At the same time, the Tatar cavalry slowly began to move. With the sound of wow shouts resounding throughout the world, the speed of the Tatar cavalry became faster and faster, the hoofs were like thunder, which made people's hearts tremble, and the horses' hoofs feet were like dust. A yellow sky net shrouded the Ming army position, and all the Ming army soldiers were short of breath and their pupils contracted, and the hand holding the blade also sweated.

Song Nan and Jiang Bin galloped left and right in front of the queue. The two raised their blades and cheered up the soldiers. Jiang Bin and Song Nan's leading soldiers somewhat eased the tension of the 1,000 firemen of Weizhou soldiers and the Shenji Battalion. The fierce and fearless officers were a great encouragement to the morale of the soldiers.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Tatar cavalry had reached a hundred steps away. Song Nan squeezed her lips and stood on the horse. The flickering brilliance of the machete in the hands of the Tatar soldiers pierced her eyes. Song Nan narrowed her eyes, and the embroidered spring knife in her hand suddenly split down and shouted, "Arrow!"

With this order, the feather arrows in the hands of the Ming soldiers buzzed, and with the sound of poisonous snakes breaking through the air, thousands of feather arrows fell into the Tatar cavalry array a hundred steps. At the same time, the fire arrows in the hands of the fire soldiers also began to roar, and the dense lead sand was wrapped in yellow smoke. Shoot at the Tahman cavalry.

The fallen Tarot soldiers and the sieveed war horses began to roll along the turf. The muffled hum of broken tendons and the hissing of the war horses filled the battlefield. The speed of the cavalry behind them did not decrease, and the fallen undead Tarot soldiers would not have enough to be happy, and they would pierce the intestines of the rolling horseshoes behind them.

The shooting sound of bows and arrows and gunfires continues. As the distance approaches, bows and arrows are flat from ejection. Although the deterrent to the Tatar cavalry in the back row is reduced, the cavalry rushing to the front row is unlucky. Strong arrows and bodies have basically no chance of survival, and each person who falls down has at least two or three arrows inserted in their bodies, through them. In the forward momentum, every arrow is a penetrating injury, as if he rushed to the sharp blade stabbed at him, and the arrow will fall.

In the baptism of just a few rounds of bows and arrows and fire gongs, half of the 3,000 Tatar cavalry in the first charge were killed and wounded, hundreds were killed in the battle, and hundreds of others stuck to it with arrows and lead sand embedded in their bodies.

Although the powerful sniper hit the Tatar cavalry, it could not stop the turbulence of the cavalry. More than 2,000 lucky people dodged the attack of arrow rain and lead sand and put their horses' hoofs on the chest of the Ming soldiers.

The defense line made up of fragile and simple corpses and debris is vulnerable. The cavalry is like a heavy hammer bombarding the tofu. After the impact, it explodes and collides with the Ming army behind the defense line. The war horse could not stand on the ground, rolled and swept across the ground, drawing a strange huge mark, sweeping down. Ming army.