Daming: Lend the system to Emperor Hongwu at the beginning

Chapter 56
What are the advantages of cavalry?
It is the speed of coming and going, and the long-distance strikes with bows and firearms.

To put it bluntly, in fact, the most correct play of cavalry should be kite flow.

For this set of tactics, the Manchus were actually very skilled, and they fought with the Ming army several times, and they directly defeated the Ming army by relying on this pure kite-style play.

But that was against infantry, and short-handed cavalry with three-eyed guns.

But in front of these guys Man Dahai looked very real. All of them were carrying bows and arrows. Although they didn't know how accurate they were, at least the Eight Banners soldiers were no longer dominant in the range.

In such a situation, directly smashing the opponent's formation directly is the most effective means of attack.

Because once the formation is scattered, the destructive power that the cavalry can cause will be greatly reduced, and it is only necessary to hang behind their buttocks to harvest life after the opponent flees.

But there is a major premise for daring to do so, that is, self-confidence that one charge can overwhelm the opponent.

Man Dahai has such confidence.

Coincidentally, Li Wenzhong also has it.

This also resulted in this rare cavalry hedging situation.

Both sides are confident and have no idea of ​​backing down.

Or at this point, they are no longer allowed to back down.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The cavalry in the front row of both sides did not have any fancy, and slammed into each other directly.

The two sides showed an extremely tragic situation at the moment of contact with the enemy.

Blood splattered and heads flew.

This is a war of blood and fire, a cruel life-harvesting ritual.

In such a battlefield, the horse is the guarantee of the rider's life, and the human can guarantee the most basic life without worry. If you fall off the horse, it doesn't matter whether you are melting or transforming, there is only one result, being trampled by the horse's hooves. Meat puree.

This is the time to show the most basic qualities of an army.

Riding, strength, speed, reflexes, and even horsepower, every statistic matters.

And the Daming iron cavalry who had practiced the 36-style body training as a whole was obviously stronger than the Eight Banners soldiers on the opposite side, especially the heavy armored cavalry who were the first to charge. These cavalry even had their mounts luxuriously fed with a special kind of spiritual grass.

Both endurance and explosive power are [-]% higher than ordinary war horses.

So the result is obvious.

The [-] banner cavalrymen were directly pierced through the middle.

Who is Li Wenzhong, a general in the army who has led the rebellion for more than ten years, how could he not be able to seize such a fighter.

A loud and loud special bugle came from the chaotic army, and the light cavalry guards on the two wings quickly changed their formation, from a defensive formation to a charge formation, and the speed began to accelerate, like two sharp swords straight into each other's wings.

The Manqing Eight Horsemen, who had already been rushed, had not reacted, and the flanks were attacked at the same time.

In an instant, its battle formation was cut again.

At this time, the [-] heavily armored cavalry had already turned their heads, and the coordination had dissipated, and the [-] light cavalry formed a centenary team to charge again.

"Retreat... quickly retreat to the city!" Man Dahai, his face covered in blood, shouted loudly while riding on his horse, trying to gather the remaining soldiers.

But unfortunately, on such a battlefield, a person's strength is too weak.

He shouted with all his strength, but only 500 people gathered under his handsome banner.

"Rush out first!" Man Dahai knew that today's defeat was set, and he gritted his teeth on the spot.

"Ah……!"

A chuckle sounded, and Li Wenzhong held a blood-dripping spear in his hand, followed by more than 60 riders, standing in front of them.

Man Dahai's eyes instantly burst into infinite light. He recognized this person, and he was quite powerful. He was a general in the army of Daming.

But at this moment, the other party only followed more than 60 people and wanted to stop him?
Stupid dream!

"Come on!" Man Dahai shouted loudly, leading the remaining 500 people to charge again.

"This head is mine, don't fight me!" Li Wenzhong whistled, still leading the charge.

It has just been two months since he advanced to Master Huajin. This is the first time he has fought on the battlefield since he advanced. This feeling is really much more refreshing than when he was in fusion before.

There is a feeling of looking down on the world.

"Pfft!" The silver spear flashed an afterimage, and Li Wenzhong went first and challenged Man Dahai off the horse with one shot.

The more than 500 riders who were following behind him saw this scene, how could they dare to fight, and they collapsed immediately.

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!" The soldiers behind Li Wenzhong suddenly raised their swords and shouted loudly.

Man Dahai's death directly became the last straw that crushed the Eight Banners soldiers. The remaining Tartars completely lost their will to fight and began to disperse in all directions on a large scale.

Next, of course, is a one-sided slaughter.

"Hey, the battle outside is over, it's time for us to take action!"

Shengjing, inside a luxurious mansion, Mu Ying learned about the battle situation outside, grinned, pulled out a specially made dagger around her waist, and approached the woman holding the child on the opposite side.

"Who is Fan Wencai?" he asked.

"It's my master!" The woman's face turned pale with fright, and she trembled.

"Let someone tell him to come back and say that his son was dropped and he is about to die!"

Mu Ying showed a smile, and spun the dagger in her hand at will: "Don't play tricks, if you dare to do something wrong, I guarantee that the child in your arms will be the first to change from fake breath to real breath."

"And I only talked about some things when I saw your master. You can rest assured that I will never kill him!"

"Yes, yes!" The woman has never experienced such a thing, and she has no masters at this moment. Naturally, Mu Ying will do whatever she says.

Soon Fan Wencai was hurriedly called back from the city wall by the housekeeper.

"Oh, my sweetheart, what's going on?" Fan Wencai's mouth was full of bubbles as it was about his son's life, he pushed open the door.

Then he saw Mu Ying who was sitting in the main hall, smiling and looking at him.

Fan Wencai's heart sank, and he turned to leave.

It was a pity that there were also two burly men behind him, blocking his way.

"Fan Wencai, Fan Wencheng's brother, now that Man Dahai is dead, the entire Shengjing is your biggest official, am I right?" Mu Ying asked with a smile.

"Hey man, you're right, but I'm just a civilian, I don't have military power!"

"I know why you're here? But there's nothing I can do!"

As a high-ranking official in charge of Shengjing's administrative power, Fan Wencai naturally knew how the city gates that had been breached this month were opened.

So the moment he saw Mu Ying and others, he instantly understood why these people came.

"You are smart!"

The corner of Mu Ying's mouth evoked a smile: "Then answer me now, can you help me open the gate of this city for a quarter of an hour tonight?"

"Good man, you are embarrassing me!"

"I really have no such ability!" Fan Wencai knelt on the ground with a thud, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry to tell you that your answer was wrong."

Mu Ying gave Fan Wencai a pitying look, waved to the two big men behind him, and said in a cold voice, "Cut off one of his ears!"

　What about the monthly pass, brothers?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)