Chapter 181 Decisive Victory (Additional update for the alliance leader who has been watching for ten years but once entered the trap)
Shao Xun led his troops to thin the formation, not to rush into the formation, but more to observe the military situation.
Although the intelligence given by the scout was quite a lot, and could be corroborated by many people, he always felt that this group of people had only grown up in a few years, so like a worried old father, he personally went out to investigate the enemy's situation. .
In addition, although our own soldiers ate water and rested for a while on the way, they then rushed on. They had just formed their formation and were sitting on the ground to rest. Come over and harass yourself to attract the enemy's attention, which can also delay the fighting and buy more rest time for your own side.
While thinking, he had already reached a stone's throw from the outer edge of the enemy's formation.
There was a commotion among the rogues. Many people stood up and shot randomly with bows and arrows, but they were too far away to reach them.
"嘘嘚..." There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and it turned out that it was Li Lebu who was ambushing behind the woods and rushed out.
"Okay, we found out an enemy hiding place." Shao Xun laughed and rushed straight towards them.
Tang Jian slammed into the horse's belly and rushed to the front with more than ten people, closely guarding Shao Xun.
The distance of more than a hundred steps was really nothing to the cavalry, and the two sides quickly collided head-on.
At the critical moment, the rogue bandits subconsciously avoided the arrows of Shaw's soldiers, not daring to confront them head-on, and tried to win in a casual fight.
But in close combat, how could they be so comfortable?
Shao Xun stepped out of the crowd and swept away the heavy horse.
The enemy cavalry are also quite capable, either lying on their backs or lying on their backs. There are even people hiding sideways on the side of the horses. There are only a few unlucky ones trying to block the horses with their lances. The result was no suspense. He was directly swept off his horse by the heavy giant.
Tang Jian drew his ring-shou sword and followed Shao Xun. When he passed by the enemy's cavalry, he raised his sword and made a slash.
The enemies who had just stood up from their horses fell to the ground screaming before they could react.
A few who escaped were picked up by the horsemen who came one after another. Their bodies screamed in mid-air, and then they were thrown to the ground.
What kind of cavalry can you be if you dare not charge head-on? Who is a good man if he only dares to ride and shoot?
Well, "Shao Thief" quickly started playing horseback shooting...
After rushing for more than twenty steps, I saw him reining in the horse and turning around, stopping the heavy horse's shaft from falling. From the soil, he drew out his well-stringed horn bow and fired several arrows in succession.
Every time he shoots, someone always falls down.
Dozens of horsemen surrounded him, with hatred on their faces, vowing to take him down.
Shao Xun fired three arrows again, this time shooting at horses.
The charging horses either stood upright and neighed in pain; or their front hooves softened and they fell sideways.
Seeing this, the enemy cavalry dispersed and went around, but they suddenly lost speed.
Shao Xun put away his horn bow and stepped forward holding the spear.
After Tang Jian and others went around in a circle, they gathered around again, following closely behind.
The horses' hooves beat loudly and they shouted loudly.
Dozens of riders from both sides collided head-on again. Shao Xun seized the left-hand position. His sprint direction was at the same angle as the horse's running direction, which was very comfortable.
He even held the horse with one hand in front of the enemy's surprised eyes, and easily picked up one of them when they faced him.
Tang Jian and others tried their best to block the enemy's spears, and when the two sides passed by each other, many more unowned horses ran away.
The enemy cavalry is frightened.
They had more than 200 cavalry, while the official army only had more than 100 cavalry. However, after charging twice in a row, more than 50 of our own people had fallen off their horses, and only a dozen or so people on the opposite side were killed or injured.
If you rush like this again, you may collapse.
Everyone looked at each other and wanted to retreat.
While hesitating, he saw Shao Xun on the opposite side abandoning his horse and coming up again with a horned bow.
There were continuous sounds of piercing the sky, and only one of the three arrows missed. Another person screamed and fell down. The horse threw off the knight on its back in pain and fell to his knees.
"Retreat!" The enemy cavalry couldn't hold on and dispersed.
Shao Xun took advantage and continued to behave well.
After chasing and killing two people for a while, he turned his horse's head and rushed straight towards the enemy's formation.
The bandits on the periphery had been watching the cavalry battle for a long time, and had already felt chills in their hearts. Now when they saw the cavalry approaching, the people in the front row subconsciously stepped back, and a large group of people were crowded together.
Shao Xun’s heart was pounding.
His character has a lot of impulsiveness. Sometimes when his head gets hot and he doesn't care, he even dares to flirt with the queen. He wants to tear off the princess's clothes and wants to give her mistress a maternity leave. When I saw that this group of bandits were not elite, they had a look of fear on their faces, and my heart skipped a beat, and they rushed forward.
The enemy troops suddenly panicked. Some turned around and ran away, some retreated, and some pushed forward, trying to stab them with spears.
Shao Xun laughed loudly, slashed horizontally with his sword, blocking a spear, then reached out to grab a shield, turned the horse's head, and walked away.
Tang Jian, who was following closely, also slowed down and turned his horse to leave.
"The general rides into the battle alone and seizes the medal!" he shouted.
"The general rides into battle alone and seizes the card!" all the knights roared in unison.
"The general rides alone into the battle and seizes the medal!" The high-pitched voice quickly spread along the entire battlefield.
Wherever the knights went, the noise became louder.
The rogue soldiers were doubtful. Rumors spread all over the place and the officers could not stop them.
Lu Ping was directing the formation of troops, and his heart dropped when he saw this.
It was true, he had seen it.
The brave general who charged into the battle was extremely arrogant, extremely courageous, and had a vicious vision. He knew who could and could not be charged.
Fuck it! He has brains and dares to fight hard. Where did he come from?
He didn’t want to wait any longer, so he ordered the team to assemble as quickly as possible and rush over in one wave.
A win is a win, a loss is a loss, it all depends on fate.
The further you delay, the smaller your chance of winning.
After Shao Xun showed off for a while, he saw that his horsepower was no longer as sufficient as before, so he ran away to the main formation.
Li Le rushed over from the other side, and after a symbolic pursuit, he also withdrew.
Next, there is a battle between the main infantry of both sides. They can no longer help much.
******
“The general is mighty!”
“Victory!”
“Kill him and his head will roll!”
Shao Xun rode his horse slowly, raised his right hand high, and laughed.
Tang Jian held on to his shield and followed Shao Xun, riding his horse through every square formation. Wherever he passed, there were cheers and cheers, and his morale was rising.
The Silver Spear Sergeant, who was a little nervous at first, forgot about his fear, blushed and shouted along with his neck.
The officers and soldiers of the Yamen Army, who originally did not pay attention to the rogue bandits, cheered and geared up to tear the enemy army into pieces.
The news reached the rear formation, and the Fu Bing tribe and Ding Zhuang masters who were encircling the chariot also calmed down and gained a little more confidence in this battle.
Fighting requires courage!
The enemy has an experience advantage, our army has an equipment advantage, and now our morale is high, so what should we fear?
Drums sounded one after another from the opposite side.
Shao Xun looked back and saw that the thieves had already rushed over in a swarm after finishing their formation.
"Drum beat, march!" He didn't hesitate at all. Wouldn't he take advantage of this surge in morale to march into the army, and wait until the excitement of the men was over before he went to fight a bad war?
"Dong dong dong..." The drums sounded soon, and the flags on the high platform of the Chinese army were repeated. The two thousand people of the Yamen Army and one thousand strong men located in the front right marched forward in unison.
In the Chinese army's formation, the silver spear soldiers and government soldiers who were sitting on the ground stood up one after another and got into position.
Hearing the second tom, the troops began to march.
There were a thousand Yamen troops in the rear left, and they also stood up with two thousand auxiliary soldiers, but they did not advance, but stood in awe with weapons. They won't advance until after the third drum beat.
Finally, there were two thousand men, three hundred soldiers and more than four hundred cavalry, who stayed behind to guard the baggage train formation.
The auxiliary troops will not move, but the cavalry will attack at any time.
The weather gradually became sultry, and there was no wind on the battlefield.
The eagle flies across the sky, its sharp eyes paying attention to the humans on the ground who are about to fight with their lives.
One side formed a square formation, which was featureless and regular, with some scattered edges.
While moving forward, some people walked fast and some walked slowly, and there was a disconnect between the front and back.
The other side formed a diagonal formation.
The front right moves the fastest, trying to outflank the opponent's left wing.
Everyone in the middle is wearing armor, the formation is strict, and the morale is high.
The formation on the rear left is a little scattered. Every fifty steps, we have to stop to reorganize the team, and then continue to move forward. The eagle flew away, and the battle on the ground also entered a bloody stage.
The bandits at the front were fierce and ferocious, and they were shouting to encourage themselves.
On both sides of them, more than two hundred archers stepped forward quickly, picking up their bows and nocking arrows, ready to shoot.
From their perspective, the officers and soldiers on the opposite side are of high quality, well-organized, and well coordinated. Moreover, they are well-armed, and the heavily armored warriors are densely packed, row after row, without end.
The drums on the opposite side stopped, and so did the advancing queue. Everyone put down their weapons, skillfully took off their bows from their waists, and drew long arrows from their quivers.
"This..." The bandit subconsciously slowed down and was a little dumbfounded.
"Woo——" The sound of the trumpet sounded as if from the ground, releasing countless evil spirits.
“Buzz——” Dense arrows flew from the opposite side, almost covering the sky and the sun.
The old thieves in the front row lowered their heads subconsciously.
This is a long-distance projectile, it is not terrible, just survive this period.
The arrows fell like raindrops, clanging and hitting the helmet and armor leaves without causing much damage.
But they are fine, but the people behind are in misery.
Muffled screams kept sounding, and one after another fell to the ground as they walked.
Someone held their thighs and inhaled, limping forward, quite tenacious.
Someone covered his neck and fell to the ground, being stepped on by countless people.
There are also people who don’t even have any leather armor, but are unlucky enough to have several arrows stuck in them. Maybe they don’t penetrate deeply into the flesh, but they frighten themselves and scream, so they can be stabbed to death by the officer. Affect military morale.
After this round of projectiles, even though there were three thousand old thieves, the formation was also scattered a lot.
Especially the archers on both sides, seventy or eighty of them lay down directly, and the rest hurriedly fought back. Hundreds of arrows flew into the formation of the Silver Spear Army on the opposite side, but it seemed to have little effect. The formation was only slightly dispersed, but soon there were officers with flags on their backs shouting and adjusting the formation.
After taking twenty steps forward, the formation returned to the same state as before, with no difference at all.
"Woo——" the trumpet sounded again.
The Silver Spear Army stopped again. Everyone dumped their spears on the ground and took off their rifle bows again. The arrow rain came as expected.
The casualties this time were more terrifying.
The unarmored bandits fell to the ground as they walked.
The formation of the lightly armored thieves is also swaying, with a piece missing here and a corner missing there.
The people at the back were ignorant, and driven by the officers, they stepped forward to fill the gaps and maintain the integrity of the formation.
"Quick! Charge forward, don't save your energy." Lu Ping ordered loudly as he rode forward along the gap between the two small square formations.
If they continue step by step, the officers and soldiers can still shoot a round of arrows, and it is the most powerful thirty-step straight shot. Will they not be shot directly to pieces by then? How about a spanking?
“Kill them! Grab their armor!”
“Kill them. Those who come back after rushing can go to the A-shaped camp to play with women.”
“Xitian Lord Buddha protects me, I am invulnerable, charge!”
The bandit leaders encouraged themselves, jumped up with a group of armored thieves, and charged straight away.
They no longer care about their formation, just be chaotic, it's better than being hit by another round of arrows.
The officers and soldiers on the opposite side also quickened their pace, and the two sides soon came into close combat.
"Bang!" Chang Ke's ax hit a heavily armored thief on the chest fiercely, knocking him away on the spot.
"Bang! Bang!" More than a hundred long axes and wooden poles were smashed head-on.
The sword and shield bearers charged forward with big shields on their backs, shouting.
The spearman followed closely behind, his spear like a dragon, stabbing accurately.
The people at the front are all veterans of two or three years, and most of them have participated in the Battle of Chang'an to massacre Xianbei.
When they stood on the bloody battlefield, they were no longer very nervous, and the skills they had practiced hard for many years could successfully perform more than 70%.
“Stab!” Wang Queer rushed to the front, and under his leadership, the veterans mechanically thrust out their spears, again and again.
The thieves and outlaws on the opposite side are very fierce, but their skills are not outstanding. They are fighting with a life-threatening ferocity, hoping that the enemy will retreat and escape.
"Stab!" No one retreated, and the second round of spears came out.
The old thieves shouted slogans and rushed directly into the jungle of spears with their iron armor on their bodies, slashing left and right, creating a small wave of chaos.
The Silver Spear sergeants were chopped down to the ground one after another, screaming in pain.
"Stab!" The spearmen in the back row quickly stepped forward, thrust out Ru Lin's spear, and directly strung these old thieves together, causing blood to flow all over the floor.
"Stab!" After several consecutive rounds, the voices of Wang Que'er, Jin San and others were drowned in the chaotic battlefield noise, but the veterans of the Silver Spear Army spontaneously recited the command and raised it. The gun assassination, the rhythm is just right, and the feeling has obviously been achieved.
Under their guidance, the first-year soldiers and even the new recruits behind were deeply inspired, their tension was greatly relieved, and they gradually remembered the essentials of the movements in the training.
The officers took the opportunity to encourage themselves and led them into the wall, assassinating the thieves who were missed by the veterans one by one.
A total of 2,400 people were like a sophisticated killing machine, humming and running. Wherever they passed, corpses were strewn across the field, and they were crying again and again.
"Stab!" The spears were coming from all over the place. The last group of old thieves who dared to fight became frightened and turned around and ran away.
"嘘嘚..." Chang Can stared closely at the flag on the Chinese army's command vehicle. After seeing the order to attack, he immediately mounted his horse and rushed out with his men.
The enemy cavalry moved out.
Soon, a drum sounded in the rear baggage camp, and the heroic cavalry troops also dispatched.
The commanders of both sides took action, and the war has entered the final stage.
Shao Xun stood on the command vehicle, overlooking the battle situation from a high position.
The core of our Yanyue Formation consists of 2,400 silver spear troops. Facing the attack of 3,000 old thieves, they remained unmoved and even fought back, pushing them back step by step. Collapse is imminent.
Three hundred soldiers seized the opportunity and planned to attack the old thieves who were on the verge of collapse and defeat them in one fell swoop.
The enemy cavalry obviously came to stop them, so the heroic cavalry immediately dispatched, swept away, and fought with the enemy cavalry.
In the "Crescent Point" section on the right front, the Yamen soldiers are almost in place and can flank the enemy at any time.
But it seems that they are no longer needed in this battle, because the enemy has no resistance from the front.
The soldiers rode quickly and quickly arrived at the old thief's flank.
As usual, they fired a volley of crossbows, directly disrupting the last bit of the bandits' formation.
Then there was a hand-to-hand assault by the long sword warriors, and in conjunction with the silver spear soldiers in front, they chased and killed the chaotic old thieves, and drove them back.
The old thieves are not stupid, and they know the consequences of disrupting their own camp, but there are officers and soldiers everywhere. In panic, they don't know what to do, so they can only retreat in confusion.
Those who are awake also know that passing through the gap between the two phalanxes is a passage reserved for defeated troops.
But there are too few such people, and more people panic and choose their own way, directly knocking away the unarmored and lightly armored cannon fodder behind them, and flee.
The Silver Spear Army sped up their pace, their formation became more orderly, their morale became higher, and they soon rushed to the chaotic formation of the bandit army.
"Stab!" A series of spears stabbed out.
From the command vehicle, it looked like the wall of the rebel army had collapsed, with a large piece of masonry peeling off.
"Stab!" The spear was thrust out again.
The killings were even more terrifying because few of the enemies were resisting.
The retreat of the front army, the confusion of the formation, and the shouting of people all made people panic and lose their fighting spirit.
"Stab!" The silver spear soldiers harvested human lives wantonly.
"Run."
"Lost, defeated!"
"Stop fighting, I was forced to kill by them."
< br>"Spare your life."
"Stab!" The Silver Spear sergeant shouted the slogan spontaneously, and the killing sound was loud.
Under their ferocious offensive, following the front line, the enemy's center army also collapsed uncontrollably.
At this point in the battle, there is no doubt about the outcome.
(End of this chapter)