More and more wolf cavalry gradually regained their courage, because they found that the attacking Han had no backup! Only the team of seven or eight thousand people appeared, and it was difficult to even withdraw after they entered the supply camp. At this time, how could the wolf cavalry give up such a good opportunity
General Wang Ting, commanded by the Chinese army, was also furious. Such a small number of people dared to launch such a fearless attack on his team, and it actually frightened him. If these Han soldiers were not killed, it would be difficult for him to calm down the anger in his heart.
Facing the wolf cavalry that had surrounded them, the soldiers of the Black Banner Army guarding the enemy's supply camp knew that it was time to fight to the death. Now Chu Feiyun finally understood why Song Zihui told them to hold on for at least half an hour. In less than half an hour, it is impossible for the enemy's team to mobilize all of them.
But if you want to destroy the enemy in one battle, you cannot let the enemy's extremely fast cavalry disperse.
Song Zihui didn't lie to them, Song Zihui made it very clear from the beginning, asking them to persist for at least half an hour. And in order to ensure that the enemy will be attracted, he will not be given too many troops, only six Zhechong Battalions.
The only advantage now is that with the help of the carriages in the supply camp, the soldiers can avoid being shot by the enemy's feather arrows as much as possible.
"brothers!"
Chu Feiyun shouted with all his strength, trying his best to let more people hear his voice: "Today's battle! These are the end of the Mongol and Yuan Tartars who have plagued our homeland for these years! And the key to success lies with us General Song said, let's hold on for at least half an hour! Then we can't let General Song or the enemy look down on us! Even if we die, we must die like a man standing upright!"
He slashed open an incoming feathered arrow, picked up a spear with his backhand and threw it, knocking the front wolf cavalryman off his horse.
"If one day, our future generations ask who gave them a quiet and happy life, those who are still alive can pat their chests and say loudly, it is my mother! I will also tell others for the brothers who died in the war , without the dead, there would be no good days for you!"
He turned around and flashed a scimitar cut from the horse's back. The knife stabbed back into the horse's stomach, and a large ball of sticky internal organs and stinky blood spurted out from the horse's stomach. The war horse fell to the ground with a howl. The wolf cavalry soldier on horseback was thrown far away, and before he could stand up, another Black Banner soldier cut off his head with a knife.
"We are soldiers!"
Chu Feiyun cut off the front hooves of a war horse with a single knife. Before the horse fell down, the wolf cavalry on the horse's back jumped down. Before it landed, Chu Feiyun stabbed him into the lower abdomen with a knife, and directly pushed his body backwards. fell out. Chu Feiyun couldn't beat him, so he stepped on the wolf cavalryman's skull, and with a bang, the skull and leather helmet collapsed at the same time, and blood flowed out from the eye sockets where the eyeballs had been squeezed out.
"Over the years, how many people have scolded our soldiers behind their backs, and they can say all kinds of ugly things... But when it comes to the battlefield, it's up to us to protect them!"
Chu Feiyun roared: "Whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, as long as we soldiers stand in front of them, it should be a big mountain!"
He removed half of a wolf cavalryman's shoulder with one knife, and then kicked the enemy's mutilated corpse into the air: "Today, we are this mountain!"
on the hill
Song Zihui saw that the large group of wolf cavalry soldiers had surrounded Chu Feiyun's team from all directions, and he turned his head and shouted: "Fire the trumpet! The whole army attacks!"
He pulled out the long knife at his waist and rushed forward first: "Tell the people in the firearms battalion to shoot out all the shells before Lao Tzu's men rush down the hillside!"
A literati, when he yelled out this sentence to light up the cannonballs for Lao Tzu, he was so fierce!
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Maybe the Mongolian people who were defeated this time did not expect that what happened to their ancestors would happen to them again. More than 200 years ago, when the Great Sui Dynasty was established, the Great Khan of the Meng Yuan Dynasty and Yang Jian, the Taizu Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty, also had a great war on this land that affected later generations.
It is precisely because of this great war that the Mongolian Yuan did not invade the Central Plains for more than two hundred years.
In that battle, the elite Han infantry actually severely damaged the wolf cavalry of the Mongolian Yuan people even though they were not superior in strength, and the number of deaths in battle was far less than that of the Mongolian Yuan people. From the beginning of this battle, the Mongolian and Yuan talents paid more attention to the array combat of the Han people. It was also from this battle that the royal family of the Yang family decided to keep the land in the northwest as a battlefield.
Today, such a thing happened again.
The strength of the Black Banner Army was significantly smaller than that of the Mongols. The Black Banner Army, which looked like downcast refugees, smashed the Wolf Cavalry to pieces. After the Firearms Battalion fired all the shells, Song Zihui, a first-year scholar, rushed into the chaotic wolf cavalry team at the forefront.
"General!"
His personal guard grabbed him: "Leave the charge to us! You don't know martial arts, so what if you make a mistake!"
"Get out of the way!"
Song Zihui pushed the guards away: "Chu Feiyun led the brothers to bleed and fight to the death. Although I don't know martial arts and my strength is weak, I still have a passion! If I die together with the brothers today, I will die under the nine springs." I can also have a drink and talk with them. If I shrink back today, I will have no face to fill the graves of the dead brothers!"
With a puff sound, at this very moment, a wolf cavalryman came from nowhere and slashed at Song Zihui's back. Spine out. Even so, the force on the scimitar still made him fall forward.
Song Zihui struggled to stand up, and with a roar, he rushed over, holding the wolf cavalryman's waist tightly with his two arms, and threw him down. Don't say he doesn't know how to kill people, he has almost never even fought. When he was in Ping'an County, although he had many leaders, he had never charged into battle like he is today.
He just hugged the wolf cavalry and fell down fiercely, but he didn't know what to do next. Fortunately, the wolf cavalry shook off the scimitar in his hand when he fell to the ground, otherwise he would have been in danger. The guards were startled when they saw this, they rushed over to pull Song Zihui up, and then cut the wolf cavalry soldier to pieces.
Song Zihui stumbled to find his horizontal knife, picked it up and rushed forward.
His personal guards went up to protect him, but he refused to retreat even to the death. The guards had no choice but to protect him in the middle and rush forward. This may be a scene that has been rarely seen since ancient times. In every battle, the most valiant generals in the army rush to the front and enter the enemy's line. But today, the one who rushed to the front was a scholar who had no strength to restrain himself.
Because of this, the soldiers of the Black Banner Army went crazy one by one, screaming and rushing forward. This Black Banner Army team, which has been running around for several months without a break since leaving Yishui, and has even run out of water and food, burst out all the potential in their bodies at this moment.
"Hurry up and save Chu Feiyun!"
Song Zihui vomited blood, and in the end it would have been difficult for him to move without his personal guards supporting him. He rushed forward among the crowd, and even with the protection of his personal guards, he still received two more blows. The heaviest thing was that a wolf cavalry general hit his chest with a mace just now, which almost cracked his breastplate.
Song Zihui at this time looked so frighteningly pale.
"kill!"
Who says a scholar has no courage
The soldiers were infected and rushed forward without fear of death. The already scattered wolf cavalry was shattered by the impact, and the loss of contact between the front team and the rear team made the wolf cavalry who were attacked by the Chinese army panic. In order to stabilize the team, General Wang Ting, the leader of the Chinese army, personally led the troops to attack the main general who was going to kill the Han people, but when he rushed to the front, he was surprised by what he saw.
The frail Han man, who was likely to fall at any time, was supported to attack forward. Even though his legs didn't have the strength to stand up straight, he was still walking non-stop.
refused to stop.
"Kill him! Must kill him!"
General Wang Ting seemed to see a devil, his face changed color with fright. A voice in his heart told himself that this Han general must be killed. So he rushed forward with his own soldiers, but the crowd was so dense that the horse's speed advantage could not be brought into play at all.
Seeing that he was about to squeeze in front of the Han general, there was a sound like a torrential rain falling on a lotus leaf, and General Wang Ting, who had more than a dozen balls of blood mist burst out of his body, fell off his horse. About 700 to 800 soldiers from the Firearms Battalion were infected by the blood of their comrades, and rushed up holding firecrackers.
After a burst of shooting, General Wang Ting died for no apparent reason.
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Song Zihui's troops were not many, and Fang Xie's military order was not to seek a decisive battle with the Mongols. Fang Jie told him, you can watch the battle in the northwest, but you must not lose one thing. If Fang Jie was there, Song Zihui would never have thought that he would fight in such a way.
All the blood is already boiling, and all the murderous intent is spreading.
Perhaps only Song Zihui himself knew how strong the flame was simmering in his heart. In Ping'an County, he remembered all the burning, killing, and looting of the Mongolian people in his heart. Those innocent souls under the scimitar lived in his mind. From the moment he led the army, he had been waiting for today's battle, just for this home called Central Plains.
Only for those fathers and folks who died.
"Cut the flag!"
The crumbling Song Zihui yelled hoarsely, the horizontal knife in his hand tremblingly pointing at General Wang Ting's banner.
His personal battalion rushed up screaming, and turned over the wolf cavalry in front like chopping melons and vegetables. Those wolf cavalry have been frightened by these red-eyed Han people, how can there be any pride of wolf cavalry that has lasted for more than a thousand years? The flag embroidered with a wolf's head was cut down, and cheers sounded immediately.
For the wolf cavalry, this cheer was like the final blow to break their hearts.
lost
Completely defeated.
This wolf cavalry, which became confused after entering the northwest, finally lost in fighting spirit. In other people's homes, they can't find the courage they once had. When the number was clearly superior and all of them were cavalry, the wolf cavalry was defeated in a shameful way. This battle will also leave a strong mark in the history books, just like the battle in the northwest of the great Sui Emperor Yang Jian. It was even more important than that battle. In that battle, Yang Jian was expanding his territory, but this battle was for revenge.
I don't know who was the first to throw away the scimitar in his hand, lying on the ground tremblingly begging for mercy.
This is a plague that spread like a bamboo through the Mongolian Yuan army.