Daming kill

Chapter 135 Bloody Battle

Standing in the river, Shi Ming's feet were a little cold, but he was also very sober, as if he was not affected by the adrenal hormones at all.

Shi Ming didn't know why he could always calm down quickly in chaotic scenes.

The benefits of such features are of course obvious.

It ensured that Shi Ming quickly gained a reputation from a street gangster in the original time and space.

But there are also uncomfortable times.

Just like now.

Shi Ming was still feeling cold feet!He was very upset that his brain was still perceiving unnecessary and distressing things.

Shi Ming didn't want to stand in the water either, but he had to stand in the water.

If he didn't stand in the water, he couldn't stand out well and let the officers and soldiers in the entire army see him, and it was also difficult to attract their attention.

At this time, he must stand up.

It's not just about stabilizing the army.

Shi Ming needs all the opportunities to become famous, and this kind of opportunity is what he is best at grabbing, he has too much experience.

Of course, the most important thing is to stabilize the army.The army collapsed, and everyone was out of luck.

After yelling "Kill, kill, kill" four or five times in a row, and seeing that the troops were basically stable, Shi Ming walked back and forth along the front row again, like an officer giving a lecture.

As he walked, he yelled at Zhao Jin and the front-line gunners in his headquarters, asking them to fire by watching his knife fall and whistle, instead of listening to the sound of the trumpet in the original training.

The troops of Zhao Jin and Shi Ming also have whistles, all of which come from Li Ping. Although there are not many and they are not commonly used, the officers and soldiers also know and are relatively familiar with them, because they are indeed simpler and easier to use.

The reason why Shi Ming did this was that when he shouted "kill, kill, kill", he suddenly remembered that most of their blunderbuss soldiers were on the battlefield for the first time, and these blunderbuss soldiers should only be able to fire one round. Control would be wasted, I fear.

When Shi Ming was fighting back then, he saw a lot of young chickens who were too nervous and strange, and few of these young chickens were able to perform their duties normally.

This is true of fighting, let alone fighting.

At this time, it is safest to have a "killing god" stand up and control the scene.

"Everyone listens to my whistle and sees my knife fall before firing. Whoever dares to disobey the order will chop him up and nod his head understandingly." Shi Ming yelled repeatedly as he walked.

With blood-splattered clothes, a blood-stained knife, and a ferocious expression on his face, Shi Ming managed to make all the musketeers and archers in the front row nod their heads involuntarily. No one would dare not believe that he would do as promised.

Seeing this, several soldiers around Zhao Jin all went to see Zhao Jin by coincidence, but Zhao Jin's face remained expressionless as usual.

The soldiers immediately thought that this was discussed in advance between their general and Mr. Shi, who is considered a brother, but they just didn't tell them.

Although generally speaking, Zhao Jin will notify all the troops through his personal soldiers for all major orders, but there will always be exceptions, and as a general, there is really no need to explain to them.

There are about 200 meters.

Shi Ming held up the Yanling Saber in his right hand, and put the whistle hanging around his neck in his left hand to his mouth to start preparations, and kept looking back at the enemy's advancing front line.

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, someone opened fire on the mountain immediately to their left, and then the entire area along the river on the left for several miles rang out one after another.

Shi Ming, who was standing in front of the muzzle of the blunderbuss, was startled by the sudden sound of the blunderbuss. He hurriedly turned his head in the direction of the sound, instinctively trying to find the reason.

It stands to reason that Huideng Xiangbu, who was waiting for work to defend on the mountain, shouldn't be overly nervous at all. Could it be that the peasant army rushed there first?
But as far as Shi Ming could see, the peasant army in the river on the west side seemed to be some distance away from the shore!At least it is farther than here.

In the midst of astonishment, another horn sounded from the west.

It seems that the officers of Whedon's Xiangtiao gun unit have also begun to be affected and infected.

Then, more horns sounded.

The sparse sound of blunderbusses in the west immediately became denser, and the friendly troops on the entire left-wing mountain began to fire indiscriminately.

But what can you hit at this distance?

The nearest enemy is still 150 meters away. Even if the lead bullet can touch people, it will not be lethal, even if it is high!Isn't this a waste of money!
"Bang! Bang!"

……

Some people in the front row of Zhao Jin and Shi Ming's troops couldn't help being driven to fire. There were at least a dozen shots, and Shi Ming's subordinates were obviously too many.

Shi Ming immediately cursed angrily, and immediately stabbed the two disobedient blunderbuss soldiers who were closest to him.

He had to walk the talk.

With the screams, everyone started to stare at Shi Ming again.

At the same time, because Shi Ming swayed back and forth in front of the blunderbussmen of his own army more quickly, it meant that most of the blunderbussmen realized that their battalion soldiers would always be in front of their guns at any time, so most of them finally held on. wide awake.

150 meters into it!
Shi Ming stopped walking back and forth, and stood a few meters in front of the junction between Zhao Jin and the two blunderbuss soldiers in his headquarters.

100 meters away!
70 meters away!

"Fire!" Shi Ming shouted.

Then, he blew his whistle, and then he lowered his right hand holding the knife fiercely.

Amidst the smoke and fire and the rain of arrows, the soldiers of the Peasant Army who were rushing to Zhao Jin's department immediately fell down dozens of people, and the formation that had begun to accelerate greatly was stopped again.

After giving the order, Shi Ming quietly followed the gunmen and archers in the first row to the back row of spearmen.

At this distance, the blunderbuss can fire a single shot, and it is too late to reload.

Shi Ming was not stupid.

Continue to stand in the first row with the spearmen to show bravery, and then he hasn't put on his armor, so he really doesn't want to live.

"Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

As soon as they entered the back row, the archers fired a second round of arrows, and they were the only ones who could continue to intercept the fire at this time.

But the Peasant Army also obviously greatly accelerated the speed of the impact.

Only 30 meters away!

Accompanied by a burst of chaotic "kill, kill", "ah, ah" and other heart-piercing cries, the peasant army had already formed a line and came into contact with the spearmen in the front row of Zhao Jin's department.

The Peasant Army didn't use any fancy offensives, and didn't come first with a shower of arrows. They just relied on people to fill up. Their soldiers were basically armed with broadswords and spears, and they generally had no armor.

At this time, the front row of both the enemy and us is dominated by spears, but there are also some sword players.

After the two parties came into contact, they just stood there and stabbed each other continuously, to see who would stab the other first, and who would stab the other to collapse first.

This is a contest of heart and organizational ability.

Constant screams and various shouts were intertwined throughout the shore of Baimadu. People from both the officer army and the peasant army kept falling, and the confrontation line between the two sides was constantly bumping back and forth.

Attacking from the top of the river is not good for the peasant army, and wading through the nearly 2 kilometers of river water also consumes more calories for them, not to mention that the peasant army has just walked at least dozens of miles, and their physical strength is even greater. There is very little left.

Then, the rear of the Peasant Army had to bear the constant arrows shot from behind Zhao Jin's long spear formation (the arrows hit the enemy behind by throwing arrows), and even a few bold blunderbuss soldiers took advantage of the chaos to shoot at the enemy from the cracks of the crowd. front shot.

All these caused the Peasant Army to bear far more pressure than Zhao Jinbu.

More importantly, the peasant army who had just arrived at Baimadu had not had time to gather and was driven up scattered and rushed up. The density of the peasant army was insufficient. Zhao Jinbu formed a dense defensive phalanx.

This also means that in the same space and time, the peasant army stabbed fewer spears than Zhao Jin's troops, and the more casualties caused by this resulted in a serious unequal decrease in attack density.

Under multiple factors, the seemingly unstoppable peasant army was contained in the water at once, making it difficult to achieve an effective breakthrough.

The peasant army rushing towards the mountain was even more unlucky. Except for a small number of soldiers who found the climbing place, most of them could not even touch the condescending guard of Huideng Xiangbu, so they could only stand at the foot of the mountain and let them be slowly shot. .

Then many peasant troops near Baimadu began to instinctively move closer to Baimadu without mountains, which greatly increased the pressure on Zhao Jin's headquarters.

But it was still far from enough to crush Zhao Jin's troops.

The level of training and organization of the Peasant Army is not high, it's just a little bit higher in mental strength, and it's more of a bluff.

After the long-distance raid, there was no rest and no time for good organization. The seemingly flat Baimadu was the kind of mutual stabbing death that made people more psychologically prone to collapse.

The peasant army finally couldn't support it first.

After all, most of them were just ordinary farmers not so long ago.

As a result, the peasant army continued to retreat because they couldn't bear to stand and wait for death and stabbed each other, and it soon evolved into a full-scale retreat of the entire peasant army's attacking troops.

The peasant army attacked quickly and retreated quickly, leaving behind hundreds of corpses.

But they didn't retreat far. Many people just retreated to the sandbar in the river. They didn't seem to dare to run back to the north bank completely.

Taking advantage of the retreat of the peasant army, Zhao Jin's troops also began to frantically regroup.They also lost hundreds of people in the short battle just now.

Just now, Zhao Jin and Shi Ming didn't end in person, but their knives were bloody. They both chose to cut down the scared soldiers who tried to retreat in person.

In the first round of Liwei, both of them were hard-hearted.

At this time, behind the cavalry line behind them, another official infantry finally arrived, and more and more official infantry began to appear.

However, they did not come up with reinforcements, and began to build a second infantry defense line driven by Wang Yuncheng's cavalry.

Shi Ming once again told Wang Chengwu to keep an eye on their horses and go to see Zhao Jin from a distance.I saw that guy holding a human head and scolding his subordinates loudly with a calm face, not worried at all that he had become Zuo Liangyu's precursor cannon fodder.

Shi Ming couldn't help praising: "This is also a hard stubble!"

It didn't take long for the peasant army to retreat. Amidst the sound of gongs, drums and shouts, they swarmed again, and this time there were significantly more and denser people than last time.

The infantry of the Peasant Army is also constantly rushing to the battlefield.

After suffering much more serious long-range damage than last time, the forward of the Peasant Army stepped on the fallen comrades and ruthlessly collided with Zhao Jin's front team again.

Screams and wailing, cursing and anger once again filled the entire junction of the two armies.

It's just that this time the Peasant Army quickly pushed the battle line forward, and their front row couldn't stop or retreat at all.The people behind the peasant army kept pushing and squeezing forward like crazy, completely disregarding the life and death of their comrades in front.

Zuo Liangyu, who was holding the battle on the mountain, saw it clearly.

Behind the peasant army in the river, groups of infantry and cavalry mixed supervisors gathered. They set up an obvious supervisory line, and they were constantly driving the passing infantry forward, slashing and even shooting everything. The crude infantry who stopped and tried to retreat.

Zuo Liangyu looked at the boiling battle line below the mountain, listened to the equally powerful screams and wailing from the mountains in the front row, and then looked at the faint blue flag and the conspicuous blue flag on the other side of the river in the distance, his expression became more and more serious. more and more dignified.

Li Zicheng's army still favors blue, and he himself often wears "green cloth arrow clothes", where "green" refers to blue.

Zuo Liangyu had already judged from the flag that Li Zicheng was directing in person, and it was not the first time he had experienced Li Zicheng's ruthlessness.

The peasant army's fuel-filling style of play regardless of casualties obviously wanted to take advantage of the official army's unstable foothold to achieve a rush attack.

Some peasant soldiers were simply fell down by the corpses under their feet, and then they couldn't get up even if they wanted to climb up. They were stepped on and drowned in shallow water.

In particular, Zuo Liangyu could clearly see that some front row personnel of the peasant army at Baimadu at the foot of the mountain were completely crowded by the rear and had nowhere to hide. They could only watch themselves being pushed onto the spear points of Zhao Jin's troops Become a corpse, a human shield pushed into Zhao Jin's formation.

Of course, Zhao Jinbu was not reconciled to being squeezed out of the formation like this. The swordsman and card players had all been pushed to the front line, using their shields to block the enemy's terrifying close attack, and using their shields to block the enemy's attack from the gap in the army's line. Drill squeeze.

And the soldiers in the back row are also tightly against the comrades in front to prevent being pushed away.

Ever since, Zhao Jinbu and the soldiers in the front row of the Peasant Army were stuck tightly together.

Those with shields are fine, but those without shields are face to face and body to body.

All personal bravery is completely useless at this time, and it really depends on God whether they can survive, and many people are even dead and unable to fall.

This squeeze-style fight is creepy.

The line was squeezed by the enemy and had already retreated 20 meters. Shi Ming once again told Wang Chengwu to watch their horses and kill all the retreating soldiers. Under the cover of a group of archers, he led a group of guards around him. From the easternmost side of the river, where the river was almost waist-high, it went directly behind the soldiers in the front row of the Peasant Army.

At this time, Shi Ming had already put on the iron armor.

At this moment, Zhao Jin was also frowning and staring at the precarious Shi Mingbu on his right.

After exhaling several times in a row, he said to himself: "Today is really going to be a bloody battle."

Notes:

There are many historical records that Li Zicheng's department used white flags for the standard battalion, distinguished by variegated number belts, and all flags were black.The left camp uses a pure white flag, the right camp uses a red flag, the front camp uses a black flag, and the rear camp uses a yellow flag, and the colors of the banners follow suit.

But it seems impossible to say that both the Biaoying (Zhongying) and Zuoying are white flags.Although the white flag of Zhongying is "distinguished by a variegated number belt" and Zuoying is a "pure white flag", the flags of the two battalions are still white, which is difficult to distinguish from a distance, which is unreasonable.

Tan Jicong's "Yan Sui Town Chronicle" and Guangxu's "Mizhi County Chronicle" both record that the camp is "green", which may be correct, and it is more in line with Li Zicheng's personal preference for blue.

(End of this chapter)