The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 403 Revolving Shaft
Arrows flew across the sky, and the flag with the word "He" on the front line below was swaying in the wind in tatters.

The tight formation, the densely packed crowd and the ocean-like Khitan infantry formation shook people's ears like a tide of killing, the iron-covered shields slammed fiercely, and the spears stabbed wildly at the flesh and blood of people, penetrating both sides of the body. The soldiers screamed bitterly, and a lot of blood splashed in the field of vision.

In the formation, He Gui's face was covered with blood. He fought fiercely for half a month, and had already left the field several times in person. Now he was dragged back from the front line by his personal guards. There were only 5000 of the original [-] people in front of him after half a month. Throwing the notched saber in his hand to the ground, he pulled out the long knife from a corpse on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Continue—"

On the front line of contact, his voice could not reach the ears of the soldiers at all. At this time, the orders of the generals who supervised the battle and fought in person were the most important. A small school was also screaming, slashing at the opposite side with a knife in his hand The shield, the moment the sparks splashed, it slammed forward hard against the shield.

"Steady, hit back!"

boom!
There were only dozens of infantry left and right who responded, and many of them had already reached the point of exhaustion after days of fighting, and their whole arms were trembling slightly while holding their shields.

"Yan Bao, I'm going to fuck you!" He Gui yelled in the formation, and an army half a mile away, a general from Jin named Yan Bao, seemed to hear the curse, and the formation of 3000 people suddenly moved. Get up and quickly approach the fighting front line.

Over there, the Khitan tribal army, which was also seriously downsizing, Yelu Xienechi squinted his eyes, and had to allocate [-] of the [-] troops to guard against possible attacks from the opponent. Even if he knew that the opponent was a feint attack, he had to Prevent fake plays from being real.

Sending 6000 people should be enough.

he thinks.

However, the [-] Jin troops approaching this way were a little different from usual. Yan Bao drew his saber, got off the horse, and walked in the formation with his subordinates who were advancing on foot.

"I won't feint this time, let everyone prepare-"

"Finally going to kill it!"

For half a month, He Gui's army has been fighting against the tribal army. He has already suffocated his anger beside him, especially seeing a large number of soldiers killed and injured. .

Right now, the order to attack was sent to him half an hour ago. At this moment, he was finally able to vent his anger. The order to prepare for the battle was conveyed from Yan Bao one by one. While the palms were tightened, many soldiers around drew their knives, pressed their guns, and then walked faster and faster.

The moment an arrow flew over, the shield pawns in the front raised their shields, and the spears behind them pressed down like a forest, pointing straight at the six thousand tribal troops who were coming.

"Collide!"

The arrows shot into the crowd, bounced off the shields and fell to the ground, and the large shields that were raised one after the other also exerted force on everyone's hands at this moment, crashing into the opposite Khitan army formation.

The straight front line suddenly bent, the shields collided violently and squeezed wildly, the soldiers with spears stabbed behind the shields, blood waves rolled and splashed outside the people one by one.

The sudden confrontation surprised Yelvxienechi, and immediately he issued more orders. Almost at the same time, the tribal rangers who were monitoring the 3000 Han soldiers rushed over, like an arm cutting into the side of the battlefield and shooting arrows at them .

"Cunxiao!"

Geng Qing watched the opponent's scattered cavalry gather and approach the battlefield from the rear, and turned his face. The next moment, a snowflake warhorse jumped out of the formation, and Li Cunxiao rushed out with the long soldiers, shouting: "Fu Daozhao, take me with you!" Mount the cavalry, come with me—”

The moment they passed through the two arrays, behind Li Cunxiao who had gone away, Longyou cavalry followed closely behind him. A total of [-] cavalry marched up and down in a surge, and launched a fierce attack on the group of tribal light cavalry that cut into the battlefield. , protecting the flanks of Yan Bao's team.

In an instant, the rushing iron cavalry fell into the sparse tribal light cavalry like raindrops. Blades and arrows staggered across the front line, and figures kept falling from the horse's back. Fu Daozhao, who was carrying eight short spears, raised his hand and shot Throwing it, the Khitan Qingqi who came running rushed to the ground with their horses and men.

Under the banner of Sun and Moon, Yelu Abaoji glanced at the frontline of the battle, and the cavalry scattered on the other side of the battlefield raised his hand slightly: "Let the Pishi army go down, behead the enemy general, and present the head at my feet! "

Woo!
The orderly galloped and blew the horn.

The Pishi Army, which had been quietly stationed around the Sun and Moon Banner, had more than 1 cavalry and moved slowly, pouring out of the formation like a torrent, spreading towards the battlefield on the left.

"The hole cards are shown. Although they haven't been played out, it can be seen that the Khitan Emperor is also anxious!" Geng Qing smiled and said to Wang Yanzhang beside him. He looked at the tumbling torrent in the distance, and squeezed the hand behind him tightly Fist, palm full of cold sweat.

Yelu Abaoji sent out the imperial tent cavalry, it can be seen that he is already a little anxious about the battle, but after all, the number of people here is too small, even if there is a general like Li Cunxiao, it is difficult to guarantee that the opponent will be defeated.

'It's almost time, why is there no news'

Geng Qing murmured softly, Wang Yanzhang and Li Siyuan beside him didn't know what he said, when they looked over, Geng Qing smiled: "Let's pull the firearm battalion up."

"Yes!"

Li Siyuan finally had a smile on his face, you know, in the past half month, the number of soldiers fighting has become less and less, although the Khitan on the opposite side is also the same, but the opponent has a total of 11 soldiers and horses, after all, it is more than his side after all.

He received King Yong's order, and hurriedly led his people to the rear. Not long after the cavalry from both sides began to engage in battle, Li Siyuan came back again. The rear team, one after another, came with heavy heavy guys on wooden wheels. The guardian was gradually pushed forward and stopped when he entered the fighting range. The four iron feet were quickly placed in front of and behind the two wooden wheels to prevent slipping.

Each firearm is assisted by special soldiers. As soon as the wooden wheel stops, the calibrating soldiers have already begun to adjust the angle of the muzzle. The loading soldiers opened the upper cover, and quickly put the prepared gunpowder and refined flint into exact location.

"Send orders to Li Cunxiao, Yan Bao, and He Gui to keep them apart!"

Wang Yanzhang had heard of the firearms battalion under the command of King Yong, and he knew the power was terrifying, so he quickly sent his cavalry to blow the horn, and the order to retreat was conveyed to the battlefield. Go up, directly beat the opponent's head to pieces, and hear the unique sound of the horn.

He glanced back, and the long lance that he swung away stabbed the Khitan cavalry on the other side with his spear, and bent the opponent's spear with a bang. , The skull burst instantly, and the horse fell to the ground abruptly.

"Keep your distance!"

Not long after, the own array with flames behind it ignited.

"As usual, the first correction!"

When the burning torch shouted from the school's mouth, it fell to the black and thick gun body, the fuse was ignited with a snort, and it quickly sank into it with the flame.

Then, the soldier who was pulling the rope yanked it out forcefully, saying 'Boom! ' With the sound of flames and black smoke, a black sphere obliquely rushed up into the sky, crossed a long distance, and flew past the cavalry group rushing downwards, and then landed on the heavy ground with a soft bang. The whole formation of tribal cavalry two feet position.

"what is this?!"

A Khitan Qingqi curiously pointed to the ground, and there was something slightly flaming. Someone rode forward, leaned out, grabbed the thing on the ground, and came back quite excited.

He said in the Khitan language: "It's an iron lump, the Han people want to hit people with this?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a huge sound wave accompanied by a burst of flames in the surroundings, and even in the field of vision of the Khitan Qingqi, and the cavalry around the cavalry and their horses all fell to the ground in an instant. The flying things flew out, hitting people's faces, bodies, and horses, making dense blood holes.

"What?" The Khitan cavalrymen who reacted murmured, and above the field of vision, more black iron bumps flew into the sky densely, and then fell down.

Fall among the panicked horses of Khitan, or fall not far from the ranks of pawns.

Take a breath.

Boom!

boom boom boom-

Flame flowers bloomed in the crowd in an instant, and the air waves lifted off mixed with iron filings and iron beads rushed in all directions. Hundreds of figures fell down, and the horses ran wildly in fright. People were turned on their backs, and many people did not die, but were hit by the small things that were ejected, and their hands, feet, and bodies were beaten, and they bled profusely.

Yelu Abaoji stared at this scene in a daze, with many commands in his mind that seemed to be blocked, rushed to his mouth, and exhaled softly in a confused "uh".

His brain almost went down, and even the tribal leaders and commanders around him were shocked, and they didn't understand what it was.

After all, Yelu Abaoji came to his senses quickly and ordered the withdrawal of his troops. Even if he could not avoid being chased, he would first withdraw his troops and horses to rest and calm down the emotions of the soldiers.

Sure enough, as soon as the troops were withdrawn, the retreating cavalry of the Han people immediately came up and chased them for several miles before retreating.

Back in the camp, Yelu Abaoji did not call the generals immediately, but sat alone in the tent of God, pouring wine into his mouth glass by glass. Soon, he called Lu Wenjin and asked if he knew what it was, and the answer he got was , to his disappointment.

"No matter what, we must find a way to get one. If the Han people always have such weapons in the future, how can they be against them?"

"By the way, the luggage in the rear will be sent here in three days, and the army is running out of food and fodder."

After ordering some trivial things, the night gradually shrouded. Among the mountains in the distance, the three cannons were dragged to the edge of the cliff. Looking at the Khitan camp two or three miles away, Dou Wei rubbed his swollen belly, "Call Khitan People get up and pee!"

The gushing fire illuminated the person's face and also alarmed the camp below. When a few iron eggs fell into the camp and exploded, Yelu Abaoji hurried out of the tent and was guarded in the middle by his own guards, looking at him with numbness. The camp fires bloomed.

Damn, how can you fight? !

Yelu Abaoji cursed.

(End of this chapter)