Chapter 20: Sunset in the West (6)

Cavalry not only fight against infantry by rushing over with brute force, but also has very clever tactics.

For example, the Mongols would first let the archers and cavalry charge, and use horse speed to strike the enemy's infantry formation, with the purpose of making the infantry loose. If it fails at once, it will shoot repeatedly until the goal is achieved, and then the heavy armored cavalry will attack the loose formation.

In the past few hundred years, cavalry of the nomadic peoples in the north have been tried and tested against the Han people with this method. The Han infantry won only a few, but this time it was one of the few.

Although nomads occasionally gained an advantage on certain occasions in the future, people have to admit that as firearms stepped onto the stage of history, the balance of victory was irreversibly tilted towards the Han people.

On the battlefield, under the attack of various long-range weapons, the first Jurchens' first 3,000 archers and cavalrymen had gone to the Five Pavilions, and they were basically in a state of disintegration and could not play the role of shooting a scattered infantry formation. The impact of heavy cavalry was equivalent to directly attacking the Magus Gun Forest with physical and kinetic energy. A Jurchen who participated in this battle was still in fear for many years: "It's so miserable, it's so miserable. The hundreds of people in front had horses, and almost all of them were penetrated on the guns until some of them were too heavy or broken.

My brother was worn on a spear and died with his eyes closed…”

The horse-resisting rifle formation is an operation process that prevents the cavalry from fighting against the cavalry. The first row of guns blocks the kinetic energy of the opponent's first few rows of charges, but will not fight to the death, but will leave room for the cavalry behind to cross.

When the cavalry enters the gun array, the second row of gunmen will immediately be misaligned and will continue to consume the kinetic energy of the cavalry; and then, you will be the third row of gunmen, and you will be the third row of gunmen, and you will be the case many times until the cavalry stops.

The brave Jurchen cavalry used their lives to break out a bloody road for their subsequent comrades, but lost the power to impact the Jurchen cavalry stopped in front of the gun forest, slapped at the embankment like a tide.

The Jurchens who rushed into the Ming army immediately faced the dilemma of cutting several guns or knives at the same time. At this moment, the card knife hand would be put on through the gap and form three or five.

To deal with a cavalry together, some even rushed to pounce the Jurchens down on the horse. The Jurchens found that they had no choice but to cut them down with one knife, and another hateful Han man greeted the horse's hooves.

The cavalry following behind slowed down and entered slowly in the gaps in the gun forest. At this moment, the musketeers who retreated to the two sides to re-form the formation appeared again, and the cross firepower shot the cavalry that had accumulated in front of the gun formation.

Within less than fifty steps, the gun was almost fatal. Thousands of Jurchen cavalry who finally broke through the fire net were swallowed up in the Ming army's territory.

Zhu Zhi looked at the killing field under the hillside. Although he was far away, he still felt a smell of blood coming. Killing and being killed on the battlefield happened at all times. Zhu Zhi, who had experienced two major battles, still felt the insignificance and fragility of life.

He asked Tiexuan: "Dingshi, should the cavalry come on the field?"

Tie Xuan stared at the distance intently, and his mouth burst out word by word: "No, their rear team will not move, our cavalry will not move."

Zhu Zhi followed Tie Hyun's sight and looked into the north. He knew that two thousand meters away, on the opposite hillside, there was also someone paying attention to the development of the battle situation.

Zahaqi's heart was filled with tide, what's wrong?! The battles that had been staged countless times in history did not happen in this valley at this time? Those suddenly appeared in the Jurchen horse team.

The sound was loud, what was the smoke that was emitting a layer of smoke? And what was the smoke rising in front of the Ming army's formation? What kind of weapon was it? Why had he never seen or even heard of it?

No matter how much it is, the battle situation has reached the most critical moment. After all, his first group of cavalry rushed into the enemy formation and could only advance but not retreat. Zahaqi gritted his teeth and ordered: "Zamuling attack! It's all up to you!"

Zamuling bowed his hands and said with a firm expression to urge his horse down the mountain. "Woo... Woo..." The horn sounded again, and the three thousand most elite Jurchen cavalry advanced towards the Shura Hell without hesitation.

Zamuling had just watched how his colleagues swallowed the smoke. He adjusted the team of the guard camp and took the lead. The two-person team was behind, followed by four and eight.

Zamuling led the cone-shaped assault formation to slowly advance towards the camp. It was impossible to see what happened to the Ming army formation covered by smoke. Zamuling could only hear the sound of drums in front of him, shouting for killing, and gunshots shook the sky.

He knew that his compatriots were fighting hard, but he had to stabilize his team and not run wildly early in a hurry.

On the hillside, Tie Xuan could see clearly about the actions of Zamuling's troops. What were they going to do? This battlefield was carefully selected by Zhu Zhi, Tie Xuan and Qu Neng.

The rivers on both sides formed a natural barrier, which hindered them from using their best flanking tactics; the central breakthrough has proved that they would not work. So what else could the Jurchens do?

Zamuling's cone-shaped array assault began, and the crossbows were bombarded as usual, but the cone-shaped array was arranged in a long strip, and the shells were scattered in a large area, which did not cause much damage to them.

Wait for them to rush through the artillery fire and bows and arrows in one go.

Zamuling could see clearly that the weakness of the Han people was at the intersection of the infantry formation and the cavalry. His idea was to rotate from left to right across the battlefield, shoot arrows while rotating, concentrate on attacking the junction between infantry and cavalry, and then rotate on the battlefield for a week, and then hit the junction where the rain of arrows had been attacked.

At any time, the Jurchens should not be caught in the charge of positions. This is Zamuling's view. His tactics fully demonstrated the flexibility and maneuverability of the Jurchens. However, he forgot a little, how could the Liaodong Army sit and wait for death?

Another smog of smoke rose in front of him, and he felt someone behind him fall off the horse for no reason.

When he rushed through the smoke, he suddenly found that a team of Han cavalry had already crossed the wall in front of him, and the Han people's arrows were already pouring over like rain.

The distance between the two sides was less than fifty steps, and the right-wing cavalry of the Yulin Guard occupied the upper peak with the character T-head and attacked the Jurchens sideways. The Jurchens, whose shooting world was restricted, were caught off guard, and hundreds of people in front were instantly tied into hedgehogs.

A arrow was nailed to Zamuling's shoulder. It was so close that it was so powerful that it penetrated two layers of cowhide armor. He shook it twice on the horse and tried to maintain balance. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the feather arrow and threw it away. In an instant, Zamuling made a choice and turned the horse to the right.

The Jurchen guards followed the rotation and formed a state parallel to the Yulin guards. The two sides shot at each other at about 50 steps, and the Jurchens who lost the initiative suffered heavy losses.

Qu Qing led the cavalry of the left camp to rotate to the right again, because they were already ahead of the Jurchens, and at this time they once again occupied the upper peak of the character T-head.

Qu Qing thought that as long as there was no change, he would keep shooting around the Jurchens, which would always exhaust them.

Zamuling watched in despair as the Han cavalry rotated and cut across his own way again. He had no choice but to throw away the bow. He pulled out the saber with his backhand and shouted: "Yangsheng God bless the Jurchen!" He rushed towards the Han cavalry team...

At least today, Changshengtian no longer bless the Jurchens. In the infantry formation, Mingzhang has become a bloody man. He has replaced at least two war horses, and the fewer warriors around him fight. He doesn't know how many spears he cut off and how many heads he cut off.

But the Han soldiers seemed endless, and the spears stabbed in endless. Suddenly, the horse stumbled, and Mingzhang knocked off the horse. Another card knife hand desperately cut off the horse's hooves.

Ming Zhang jumped up and killed the Han man, who was about to find a horse to get on again. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the battle formation. He escaped and looked at him. A young general with silver helmet and silver armor rode on the white horse, standing not far away and staring at him.

Ming Zhang sneered and put the whip around his neck. He didn't even get on his horse and walked towards the Han general. From time to time, Han soldiers rushed up to stop him, but they were all dismissed by him in three moves and two moves.

Mingzhang got closer and closer to the Little Horse King. When Little Horse King knew that he was coming to challenge him, he sneered contemptuously and ordered: "Shoot him to death." More than ten personal soldiers shot arrows at the same time. Mingzhang was angry. The Han people were all cowards and dared not fight alone.

He tried hard to dial the feather arrow and rushed towards the Pony King. He wanted to defeat this cowardly general with his own hands.

Suddenly, an arrow rushed straight to the door with strong wind. Mingzhang leaned backwards, and the feathered arrow flew past the door.

When he jumped up with a carp, the second arrow had arrived. At this moment, Mingzhang clearly smelled the smell of death and his throat cooled. The feather arrow directly nailed his body, which had not yet been straightened, to the ground again. Mingzhang stared at the big eyes like a dead fish.

I don't believe that the other party can shoot an arrow so fast.

The little horse king put away the bow and said contemptuously: "Kill this man. It's like slaughtering a dog."

"Failed?" An ominous premonition surged into Zahaqi's heart. Seeing Zamuling's three thousand personal guards being intercepted on the head, Zahaqi even thought that he was fighting against the Mongols. When did the Han people use cavalry so aggressively? Was he too arrogant? He shouldn't have fought in such a terrain. The two rivers restricted the cavalry's flanks and could only charge head-on.

He also said shamelessly to his son that he would demonstrate a positive breakthrough.

But this is not the time to discuss tactics. Zahazi must make a decision whether to continue to invest in troops or to bring back the front line that is already in trouble.

Zahazi is not a gambler, he can still make a decision clearly. He ordered: "Hzheshun, Mushitu attacks and brings back the brothers in front." As soon as the order came out, Zahazi closed his eyes in pain, which was equivalent to admitting defeat.

The sound of the trumpet sounded again, and only the Jurchens could understand that this was the trumpet of retreat. In the infantry formation, the heavy cavalry, who had no main general and lost morale, heard the signal of retreat, as if they had caught a life-saving straw, turned their horses to flee as if they were dead.

But Xiao Mawang and Zhao Zhen allowed them to escape and commanded the infantry to siege them heavily.

Two Jurchens rushed over with a roar, artillery fire filled the sky, and arrows rose into the sky. Each Jurchen troops in the area of ​​attack had to pass the death blockade line of 400 to 100 steps.

Tie Xuan waved the flag, and Zhuang De of the left wing led the left camp of the Yulin Guard, and the right camp led by Zhang Lun of the right wing broke out at the same time, blocking two cavalry rushing up to meet. Tie Xuan was determined to leave the Jurchen cavalry who had been involved in the central position.

He Zheshun and Mu Shitu met the two wings of the Yulin Guard in the middle of the battlefield. This time, the two sides had no strategy and no bows or arrows to hit each other directly.

Zhuang De shouted, "The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road" and jumped into the Jurchens. "The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road". Every Yulin Lang fought for the first place with a revenge mentality; the Jurchens were eager to save people and refused to give in to each other, and the two cavalrymen were tugged into a ball in the middle of the battlefield.

Tie Xuan calculated that he only had 1,500 cavalrymen in his hands, and he would add Zhu Zhi's personal guard camp. If the Jurchens continued to invest in their troops, he would not have much capital.

Seeing that the Jurchens in the central formation were almost completely lost, Tie Xuan decisively waved the order flag and ordered Zhuang De and Zhang Lun to rush the two cavalry to the riverside. At the same time, he ordered Qu Qing to sell a flaw and let the central government release the Jurchens to retreat.

Zamuling lost too much blood and was almost unconscious. She crawled on the horse's back and rushed left and right under the guards of her personal soldiers. Listening to the waves of horns, Zamuling stood up and ordered: "Get away, leave some seeds for the Khan's personal guards.

"The personal soldiers sent an order to escort Zamuling to retreat in the direction of the formation. Qu Qing sighed and let go of a way to let the Jurchens retreat.

Originally, Zhuang Dezheng was very good at killing, but unexpectedly, the superiors had to lead the opponent to the river and let Zamuling withdraw his troops. Seeing the remnants of the Jurchens retreating, Tie Xuan hurriedly ordered the infantry to quickly organize the formation and strangle the remaining cavalry in the formation.

Of course, the crossbow bed did not forget to send off the Jurchens with a batch of shells.

Two more cavalrymen ran out of the Jurchen formation and responded to Zamuling's remnant troops and retreated into the formation. He Zheshun and Mu Shitu were even more unwilling to fight, so they led their troops to fight and leave. Zhuang De Zhanglun did not chase them, but just saw them off with bows and arrows from afar.

The smoke on the battlefield gradually dissipated. Seeing his cavalry slowly retreating into the formation, Zhu Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. If the Jurchens tried their best to put all their troops into the battlefield, it would be hard to say who would die, because the Ming army and local reserve team were less than 5,000. As long as the Jurchens sent out another 5,000 cavalry, they might not be able to hold on.

Seeing the three cavalry retreating one after another, Zahaqi breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was against the ground that he did not continue to invest his troops in this flesh-and-blood mill. The bloody fact was in front of him, and he could only seek death when he attacked the Ming army formation head-on.

He calculated that the Ming army had at least 10,000 cavalrymen in Guangning Central Guards had not been put into the battlefield. If they continued to waste like this, they would only make the Jurchens dry up.

The main generals on both sides each had their own ulterior motives, and the Second Battle of Sarhu came to an end.

There were only war horses without their masters left on the battlefield, as well as some wounded soldiers who could not walk. The loyal war horses were unwilling to leave and were still licking the blood on their bodies for their masters.
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