Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 297 Aggression is like fire
An extremely chaotic fierce battle is unfolding outside the Ming army camp.

Of course, the so-called chaos refers to the post-Jin army—to be precise, it refers to the Mongols.

More than 2000 cavalry and cavalry and infantrymen of Wuyang Guard came rushing unreasonably, and cut through the Mongol defense line in the blink of an eye. , Wherever he went, blood splattered.And those mounted infantry jumped off their horses one after another after breaking through the Mongols' defense line, and formed a spear formation to move forward.These infantrymen found that stabbing people with long spears on the back of a galloping horse is really a technical job. They failed to master such a superb stabbing technique, and often after stabbing the enemy, they themselves were taken off the horse by the enemy's corpse, and they fell into disgrace. It's not bad, it's not uncommon to be trampled to death by war horses.In contrast, they still prefer to fight down-to-earth. As long as their feet stand on solid ground, they have the confidence to crush all enemies with long spears and horizontal knives in their hands!
The heavy infantry stood at the forefront of the team again, and more than 100 giant axes were raised and dropped at the same time, and the panicked Mongolian cavalry was cut down with men and horses.The pikemen followed behind, stabbing in and out, and the Mongolian cavalry who tried to trample on the spear array with their horses came and died, and they were all stabbed into sieves and even pierced into meat skewers.The 2000 archers were not idle either, their arrow troughs were always filled with crossbow arrows, and they shot furiously at the Mongolian cavalry on horseback, where the bowstring trembled, the Mongolian cavalry fell in response.The musketeers were responsible for protecting the infantry's horses and camels, and used dense barrage to beat the Mongolian cavalry who were trying to rush over to snatch the horses and kill the archers into a nest of horses.Except for the flustered batch of archers transferred from the Guan Ning Army, the more than [-] people in Wuyang Guard played quite smoothly. The skills and tactics that have been practiced day and night have been brought into play.On the contrary, the Mongols, they have never encountered such a fierce opponent. First, they were rushed into a mess by the Lancers, and then the heavy infantry pressed against them like a copper wall. They couldn't use it, and were beaten into a mess.The nearby Mongolian cavalry howled loudly trying to escape from the terrible heavy infantry and pikemen, and the far away Mongolian cavalry also howled loudly and rushed over to try to surround Wuyangwei. They dispatched troops and generals to try to restore order and compete with Wuyang Guards, but it was of no use. The thousands of Mongolian cavalrymen had already been beaten into a mess, and they couldn't find anyone to carry out their orders.There are a lot of soldiers in front of us, but I just can't find anyone who listens to them!
Qi Hu was also furious, what kind of a bad fight is this fighting!He emphasized tens of thousands of times to line up and then fight. He emphasized [-] times that ranged soldiers and melee soldiers cooperate with each other, and light and heavy infantry attack alternately. ... Chaos, it is too messy!What annoyed him the most was that his two most obedient students, Han Peng and Xue Siming, were nowhere to be found. Xue Siming went after Yang Menglong, while Han Peng mixed with the pikemen and stabbed those Mongolian cavalrymen with a long spear, killing them all crazy.The head coach and chief of staff of the Wuyang Guard suddenly discovered that there were hundreds of grenadiers who were still under his command.These grenadiers had long been frightened by the bloody fighting on the battlefield, and instinctively walked forward with the army holding a gun, completely forgetting where they were.By the way, there are still eight cannons under his command, but now the two armies are in a melee, let the cannons fire, who is it?With the metaphysical trajectory of this cannon, the probability of killing one's own people is much higher than that of the enemy.

Just as he was in a hurry, the captain of the archer brigade ran over and shouted in shock, "Old Qi, it's too bad, we're about to run out of crossbow bolts!"

Qi Hu was dizzy for a while: "It's almost used up?" If he remembered correctly, before setting off, each archer brought thirty crossbow arrows, and there were [-] arrows on the camel's back. Run out?
Pointing to the quiver with only three arrows left, the captain said, "That's right, there are only three arrows left!"

Qi Hu almost kicked it: "There are a lot of them in the pack team, go and get them yourself!"

Only then did the captain remember that there were twenty camels carrying one hundred thousand crossbow arrows on their backs, and he was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly took people to move the crossbow arrows.

As soon as this was sent away, the almost non-stop gunshots from the electric gun stopped, and the captain of the musket brigade ran over in shock and shouted: "Old Qi, it's over, the ammunition is almost used up!"

Qi Hu roared angrily: "There are plenty on the pack team, stick to the front line, I'll let the civilian husband send it to you!"

The captain nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Understood! I understand!" He ran back to his original position and called, "Brothers, hold on, the civilian husband will send the ammunition over soon!"

The musketeers immediately responded to the captain's cry with a violent volley, though these were the last of their ammunition.

Similar situations continued one after another, making Qi Hu dumbfounded.The contrast between these officers' immature performance of panicking when they encounter a little situation and their bravery and fearlessness in battle is too great, they are completely two troops!However, it is also understandable that Wuyang Guard has never encountered such a big battle since it became an army. Although there are many bandits and bandits, they are small fights after all. It is the first time that these officers have encountered such a powerful enemy, and it is abnormal for these officers not to be in a hurry.He ordered the civilians to unload the crossbow bolts and ammunition, and send them to the archers and musketeers quickly. At this time, there must be no gap in firepower!
While busy with work, Hou Jin's conch whistle blew, and the sound of killing was like a tsunami.The soldiers of the Wuyang Guard at the front also cheered wildly. A 1.8-meter-tall white camel trotted back, spouting saliva, and behind it was a large group of Lancers, whose spears had long since disappeared. Their hands were splattered with dirty blood, looking like a group of bloodthirsty Shuras who had just crawled out of the blood pool in hell.The pikemen and hoplites opened the passage, and cheered enthusiastically for the return of their cavalrymen, who had killed the Mongol Tartars to the point of crying, and also welcomed the return of their heroic and fearless General Yang.

Yang Menglong rode the camel back to the center of the phalanx, let the camel squat down, jumped off the camel's back, snatched the water bag containing mare's milk from the man's hand and poured it wildly, then took a deep breath, He shouted: "The bastards of Xianghongqi have reorganized their team. It looks like they are going to fight back. We can't give them such a chance! Hurry up and send the spear over here, and we'll kill his mother and stand on his own feet!"

Riding spears are different from horse lances, which are disposable consumables. The spear shaft is made of straight and brittle wood, and it will break if it pierces the opponent's body. Spare spears, if you fail to crush the enemy once, come back and change to a riding spear and continue charging, rushing three or more times will always crush the enemy.The peasants didn't dare to neglect, and quickly took the spears from the cart pulled by the camels, and distributed them to each Lancer.Yang Menglong snatched a riding spear, jumped on the back of the camel and was about to run away, but Qi Hu walked over with a dark face, put his hands on his hips, and sternly shouted: "Have you messed around enough!?"

Yang Menglong was baffled by the yelling: "How can I be messing around? I'm fighting a war! I'm killing people very seriously, where am I messing around?"

Qi Hu almost didn't make him dizzy: "Is this what you, a master, should do? Is there anyone who fights like you? If you fight like this, even if we can win, how many people will we have to die!?"

Yang Menglong said impatiently: "Oh, old man, what are you talking about? How can anyone not die in a war? In fact, we have very few dead. You see, our Lancers have only lost fifty Come, but the enemies we killed almost covered the battlefield!"

Qi Hu sneered: "It's true that only about fifty people were lost, but don't forget that it took two years to train these 100 Lancers, and don't forget that every Lancer killed in battle, You will pay [-] taels of pension!"

Yang Menglong was taken aback, then looked at Zhong Ning: "Did I say that?"

Zhong Ning was extremely sad and angry: "Sir, have you forgotten? When our Lancer brigade was first established, you promised that if we were killed in battle, our family would get 100 taels of pension and [-] acres of fertile land!"

Only then did Yang Menglong remember that he seemed, seemed, seemed... really made such a promise, and it had already been written into the contract with the Lancers.The Lancers' charge looks spectacular, but it is actually very cruel. They must face the rain of arrows that can cover the sky and even the howling shells. This requires a lot of courage, superb riding and assassination skills. In order to encourage the Lancers Charge bravely, he made such a promise.It turns out that this promise is very effective. Once the Lancers set foot on the battlefield, they never ask how many people there are in the enemy army, let alone what tricks the enemy is playing. As long as the general gives the order, they will rush towards the enemy with their spears upright The army will die without hesitation, until the army is broken and the general is killed, the enemy's corpses are spread all over the battlefield, or the last drop of blood is shed by oneself.This army quickly became the trump card in the hands of the Wuyang Guards, and the ghosts of hell who made the Houjin Cavalry fearful also became Yang Menglong's nightmare: if one dies, he will be given 100 taels of silver and forty acres of fertile land. The master who is determined to die with the enemy army and earn a fortune for his family will have his wallet shrink greatly!No, only fifty or so were killed in battle, and he would have to pay more than 5000 taels of pension, and more than 2000 acres of fertile land, as well as wounded pensions and rewards for military exploits that are far more expensive than infantry... Fuck it, completely It's the rhythm of emptying his money bag!Well, you must talk to these Lancers when you go back, and lower the standard of that pension!
However, the future God of War of Ming Dynasty and the current Daoubi of Wuyang Guards (referred to as Doubi God of War), Commander Yang Menglong Yang has always been doing whatever he wants. He waved his hand boldly and said, "It's just a little pension. I can afford it! Proud Lancers, are you tired?"

The Lancers screamed wildly: "We don't know what fatigue is!"

Yang Menglong asked: "Are you afraid of death?"

The Lancers raised their spears and howled wildly: "We don't know what death is!"

Yang Menglong asked again: "The enemy is ten times, twenty times yours, are you afraid?"

The Lancers roared deafeningly: "We'll make them pee in their pants!"

Yang Menglong said: "I can't believe your bullshit! It's a man, come up with me, and use the spears in your hands to prove whether you are talking big! Qi Polu, blow the charge!"

It was only then that Qi Hu discovered that Qi Polu was also riding a tall horse with a spear, his body was splattered with blood, and he was majestic.The kid completely ignored his grandfather's angry eyes, and was about to blow the horn when he took out the horn, but Qi Hu whipped it over and hit the breastplate, making a loud noise: "Don't blow it!" He stood in front of the white camel, pointing Looking at the chaotic battlefield, he almost begged and said: "My lord, you can't fight like this anymore! The enemy has already started to stabilize their position, and their infantry is pressing up. If they rush like before, it will only make the Lancers fall into the trap." Surrounded by infantry, there were no casualties in the end!"

Yang Menglong condescendingly looked in the direction Qi Hu pointed, indeed, in the distance, a large red flag was moving towards this side like a cloud of fire, and a large number of coated servants pushed the shield car to the front, and behind the shield car was the upper Thousands of archers, followed by infantry armed with spears and Sauron's dead soldiers who are small in number but not to be underestimated, and lastly came cavalry in iron armor. Seeing this, the Mongolian cavalry took the initiative to disengage from Wuyang Guard, and gathered under the flag inlaid with the red flag. The entire army formation became thicker and thicker. If he still rushed in like before, he would be beaten to death very easily.What annoyed him the most was that he fought so hard here that the Ming army in the camp seemed to be dead, and there was no movement, not to mention helping, not even a squeak (Guan Ningjun: "Squeak!" )!Although stabbing someone with a riding spear is very enjoyable, being stabbed with a spear is not pleasant at all. He motioned Qi Polu not to blow the charge, tilted his head and asked Qi Hu: "Then what do you think?"

Qi Hu was so excited that he burst into tears, thank God, this tease finally thought of asking for his opinion as the Chief of Staff!Without thinking about it, he pointed to the eight cannons that had never been used, and said: "Reform the team, let them come over, and then use cannons to bombard them. After a few shots, they should be in a mess, and then the whole army presses down." , charged with the sword, filled the trenches with their corpses!"

Yang Menglong smiled openly: "Why did I forget the cannon? Fine, it's up to you!"

(End of this chapter)