Shout out in a loud voice for the people of the world.
Another voice was heard shouting: Fight for Marshal Guo! Then a sea of shouts came from the front: Kill!
Yao Erniu's eyes widened as he watched the Zhou cavalry rushing towards the enemy camp. The sound of horse hooves rumbled across the plains, as if magma was surging in the ground. Yao Erniu never thought about why the people of the world, he only knew that there were ten mouths to feed at home. But at this moment, the passionate atmosphere was affecting him. Under the mentality of following the crowd, he suddenly felt that his own side was very tall at this moment, and blood was rushing to his head.
The group of cavalrymen who rushed forward impatiently seemed to be the Control Crane Cavalry, with Shi Yanchao at the head. The common soldiers also knew the names of the generals at the top of the Imperial Guards, such as Guo Shao, Li Chuyun, Shi Yanchao, and Yang Biao.
The Third Army of the Tiger Guards, where Yao Erniu was, was originally infantry, but now they had horses, so they were called mounted infantry. They stopped a few hundred steps away, and the team was a little confused during the march. The generals were shouting and cursing to gather the troops and reorganize the ranks.
There is only one male in the family. Zhang Jiankui just came back here on horseback, and a rough voice was shouting, "The families of those who died in the battle will receive pensions, and the living brothers will burn paper for you every year."
Yao Erniu tried to follow the soldiers who had left the front row to the back, but he was discovered by Zhang Jiankui. Zhang Jiankui said coldly: Yao Er, you only have one male child in your family.
Zhang Jiankui was the commander, with 500 men under his command. Yao Erniu was unlucky enough to be recognized by the commander. Yao Erniu was called out for questioning, which immediately attracted the contemptuous and mocking looks of the soldiers around him. Zhang Jiankui's expression was also very unfriendly. His face immediately turned red, and he felt very ashamed. Without thinking much, he quickly returned to his original position in front.
He didn't dare to tell them about the situation at home. The Imperial Guards were a profession that required them to kill people at risk of their lives. They admired the strong, and pretending to be pitiful would only make people hate him. Since Yao Erniu was the only young and strong man in the family, and he had to work in the Imperial Guards at risk of his life, if he didn't do it, Yao Erniu really couldn't think of what he could do to support so many people.
At this moment, the cavalrymen of the Southern Tang army in the north came to reinforce the flank. When Yao Erniu looked out, he saw many enemy cavalrymen rushing out from the left.
A horseman came galloping over. It was Zhang Jiankui's personal soldier. He shouted: "General Dong ordered that after the first commander in front is dispatched, the second commander Zhang Jiankui's troops will immediately follow and fight according to the original tactics."
Zhang Jiankui turned around and shouted: Get ready
Zhao Kun, the first of the ten generals, said: "First, take the javelin, and change weapons according to the order from the superiors. If you don't get off the horse, just ride it." Yao Erniu quickly took a short javelin with a wooden pole from his back and prepared like everyone else. He had practiced these processes countless times and was very skilled.
Zhang Jiankui's voice said again: The odd-numbered commander is to block the reinforcements to the left; we are to go straight forward and cooperate with the flanks of the vanguard. Remember it. Those who don't understand should follow their respective generals. As long as they don't run away, they will not violate military law. If the ten generals die, the deputy general will immediately lead the ten generals temporarily, and everyone will obey the military orders of the highest-ranking general.
As he was talking, the troops ahead had already started running forward. So Yao Erniu followed the others and rode forward, first walking slowly and then running.
The roar of horses' hooves, shouts, and sounds of killing in the distance were all noisy in my ears, even more noisy than a market. Yao Erniu was on the right side of the first row, and the leader of the charge in the center of the first row was the Bendu military envoy. He looked back and saw an embroidered tiger flag in the middle, with the commander's number on it. The horse team behind maintained their speed and galloped together. The people in front did not dare to stop and could only run forward.
Sure enough, after a while, the first commander in front turned left, and Yao Erniu and others became the front troops, rushing straight to the flank of the enemy camp. There were no drums or trumpets on their side, but the drums in the Southern Tang army camp were rumbling, and the rapid drumbeats seemed like a prelude to the killing.
Yao Erniu looked around and saw that the center of the enemy army in front had been penetrated, and Shi Yanchao's vanguard had penetrated directly into the enemy's main formation; but the Southern Tang army did not collapse, and the entire long formation of infantry on the flank was still standing firm.
The rows of Southern Tang infantrymen were holding long spears, and the densely packed long spears made them look like they were covered with thorns. There were also some crossbows in front of them. At this time, there were a few bangs, and thick crossbow arrows flew from two or three hundred steps away. Yao Erniu watched a black shadow flying towards him, and his mind went blank.
With a scream, Yao Erniu immediately turned his head and saw blood flying in the air. A crossbow arrow as thick as an arm hit the chest of the soldier next to him. Even the plate armor could not stop the heavy crossbow. The man fell off the horse and was trampled by the horses behind him. He didn't even scream, but the empty-backed warhorse was still running with the cavalry.
Yao Erniu felt a tightness in his chest and swallowed his saliva. Standing at the front, facing the armored enemy soldiers, with no obstacles in between, he felt his hands go weak, and the linen wrapped around his palms was soaked with sweat. At this moment, he was a little dazed and couldn't think of anything. The only thing left was the most familiar instinctive reaction, tightly holding the javelin in his hand.
The strong live, the weak die, Zhang Jiankui shouted. Shouts rang out around the carriage, and there was even trembling in the shouts. People were using shouts to offset the fear in their hearts. Yao Erniu had only joined the imperial army a few months ago, but even the veterans around him would be nervous and afraid when they were at the front. The war horses accelerated again, and everyone rushed forward as if they were desperate.
As he accelerated, the surrounding scenery seemed to blur, and the noise seemed to fade away, leaving only the roar of the enemy's horses getting closer and closer.
Pa Pa Pa, black shadows like raindrops filled the entire sky.
At this moment, time seemed to fly, and my mother's wrinkled face and the blush on my cousin's face when she ran away at the alley flashed before my eyes one by one. Yao Erniu's left hand tightly grasped the purse, the only thing that could make him feel at home. If he died in this foreign land, at least there would be something to bury him with. Yao Erniu was usually dull, but at this moment, the deepest thing in his heart was aroused, and he felt that he missed his family very much.
Ding Yao Erniu felt a slight weight on his shoulder, and turned his head to see that his shoulder armor was intact, so he breathed a sigh of relief. The miserable neighing of the nearby war horses was tearing his eardrums, and the soldiers screamed and fell off their horses.
The infantry and cavalry of the Tiger Guards were equipped with a large number of plate mail armor, and the arrows from the projectiles had almost no lethality to them. But the horses were not so well protected, and without so many armors to protect the horses, the main warhorse breeds of the Imperial Guards could not withstand the heavy armor charge. The new warhorses were equipped with paper armor, which was paper tendons wrapped in starched hard cloth. It was lighter but had weaker protection, and it could not protect the horse's legs. At this time, the large area was covered by bows and arrows, and the warhorses suffered a lot of losses.
The wet field was covered with a layer of white mist and no dust. Yao Erniu and his men only had a javelin in their hands, so they could only charge forward under the rain of arrows. He stared with his eyes wide open, and at this moment he had no way to deal with the current situation. His life and death depended on luck.
Fortunately, the cavalry charged very quickly, and the Southern Tang infantry had only one chance to fire a volley, and the front row of the Zhou army rushed within a few dozen steps.
A face-to-face fight was about to begin. With two dense rows of spears pointed in front, even the eyes, noses and expressions of the enemy soldiers could be seen clearly. The soldiers of the Southern Tang Army were also stunned and nervous. They were all born by their parents, so no one was not afraid at this moment.
The military commander in the center, who was standing in a horizontal row and preparing to throw his spear, held up a long spear high, with the red tassel on the spear tip being particularly eye-catching.
Yao Erniu heard his chest thumping like a drum, and he gritted his teeth. Ah, Yao Erniu finally cried out, and shouted with the soldiers around him. No matter whether Yao Erniu was willing to be brave or not, he couldn't stop. If he stopped at such a high speed, he would be hit by the cavalry behind him.
A voice shouted: Throw the sword
Fortunately, someone called out to him, otherwise Yao Erniu would not have known what to do. He and a group of people raised their javelins and threw them at the queue about 20 steps ahead, with many more javelins thrown upwards above their heads.
Yao Erniu didn't know whether he had hit the target or not. Anyway, many soldiers of the Southern Tang army in the front row fell down, and many more fell to the ground in the depths. He threw the javelin closer and closer, and immediately drew the saber from his back, and was carried by the warhorse and the herd of horses to pierce the enemy group.
Ah, in an instant, a soldier from the center who rushed in first was pierced in the abdomen by a spear. He rushed too fast and hit the spear, but the impact pierced his armor. The spearman of the Southern Tang army that Yao Erniu was facing had just been killed by a spear. Yao Erniu's warhorse just happened to get in through the gap. He swung his saber and chopped on the right, making a clanging sound, as if he had chopped on some weapon, and then swept past. The warhorse slowed down in the crowd. Yao Erniu saw the military commanders in the center wielding their spears and stabbing quickly, fighting desperately. The cavalry on his side had no formation at all and were fighting in the crowd.
Yao Erniu saw two soldiers of the Southern Tang army on the right stabbing their brothers on horseback with their spears. He didn't think much and rushed over, then he turned sideways and chopped them down, and blood splattered all over him. He only felt his throat moving, but other than that, he didn't feel much, and his mind was stiff.
Arrows were still flying overhead, bowstrings were crackling, and there were people all around. The enemy infantry deep in the army were shooting arrows at the horses behind the Zhou army. The Zhou army was also throwing javelins into the air. The people and horses in front, both enemies and friends, were in chaos, with no formation at all, and they were killing each other.
With a clang, Yao Erniu felt a slight pain in his chest. He realized that a spear had stabbed him from the left side, but the plate armor was not pierced, but sunken. The soldier stared at Yao Erniu with wide eyes, probably surprised that he was not pierced.
Yao Erniu swung his knife to knock the spear away and spurred his horse over. The soldier turned around and ran. Two other Southern Tang soldiers squeezed over and one of them stabbed the horse in the shoulder with his spear. The warhorse ran two more steps in pain and suddenly knelt on its front hooves. Yao Erniu was not a good rider and fell off the horse without paying attention.