The Rise of the Marquis

Chapter 42 The Battle of the Gazebo (End)

Uncle Gong flicked the spear in his hand, and a cold light flashed upwards, instantly knocking a Maling soldier down in the mud, blood gurgling and staining the mud red and black.Lian lowered his head again to avoid the short spear thrown from the opposite side, and his horse flew past the front of the formation.

The cavalry behind him were not so lucky. Dozens of short spears flew by, and some of them hit him and knocked him off his horse. Soon there was no sound.

He knew that the man was the brother who fought with them in the northwest and northeast, and licked blood on the edge of the sword, but at this moment, there was no time for any hesitation and he could not stay in the slightest, and he did not look back and passed the front enemy army.

Looking back slightly, more and more people in the distance are approaching the warlock and archer phalanx, approaching the big formation, although they are fighting hard, but there are too many enemies.
As time goes on, the enemy is getting closer to the position.

Uncle Gong wiped off the blood on his face, endured the soreness all over his body, crossed horses with his comrades, and rushed to the enemy on the opposite side again. Sweat flowed into his eyes, causing pain in the eye sockets. I just feel that the sky and the ground are blood red, the sky is full of blood, and the ground is filled with bright red blood, and the canyon is filled with broken limbs and dead bodies.

Uncle Gong felt sore and painful all over his body. He tried his best to persevere, and once again dodged the arrow with quick eyes and hands, and then charged forward. The horses fighting side by side were panting and foaming at the mouth. The infantry set up countless spears before he arrived, so he could only rein in his horse and give up the attack.

Looking back, the cavalry in the rear were almost the same, because the horses gradually became tired and their speed dropped. The infantry in Maling City had enough time to react, and many of them were shot off their horses by arrows or spears.

As the stamina of the war horses declined, the resistance began to become more and more powerless. Uncle Gong was worried, but he felt powerless. He could kill a dozen by himself, and he was invincible among the chaos, but he couldn't stop thousands of people coming like a tide. army
He already had the worst conjecture in his mind, that the Marquis' weird formation might indeed be useless, and they were defeated
It's just that he has been holding on to a sigh of relief, trying to turn the tide of the battle, but he has persisted until now, and there is still no hope of retreating from the enemy. He can't see what is going on in the distance, and he can't see how many enemies are still in the south. Where are their infantry coming from? , I saw that the crowds of people in front of me were rushing towards the two wings, and they would soon catch up with the retreating warlocks and infantry. Their experienced cavalry brothers had delayed the enemy for a long time, but with the decline of horsepower, they were getting worse and worse. The harder it is to support.

Are you going to lose?
He had an extremely bad premonition in his heart, and his body was exhausted one after another, causing him to almost fall off the horse.

But suddenly he heard the people around him panting and shouting excitedly: "Retreat, the enemy soldiers have retreated! Command the soldiers, the enemy soldiers have begun to retreat!"

Uncle Gong gathered his mind and tried to look south. Sure enough, there was some commotion behind the black enemy line, and a large number of flags were moving back. Although no one could be seen from a distance, they were undoubtedly retreating.

And this phenomenon is gradually spreading to their side. Slowly, many Maling soldiers at the front are also rioting. They don't know what happened behind them, but others are retreating.
The Ma Ling army at the front also began to hesitate, and wavered. They were different from the soldiers in the rear. They were all enemies in front of them. If they also retreated, they would hand over their backs to the enemy. I ran to the south, so many people began to hesitate and sway.

Until someone couldn't bear it anymore, dropped the flag and ran back desperately, it spread like a plague in an instant, and a large number of people began to run back, some decisively threw their weapons directly, and took off their armor while running Well, experienced veterans already knew that when they lined up in a square formation to advance and retreat together, they could resist Heyang's cavalry, but once the formation broke up and turned into a mess, it would become a one-sided massacre.

Uncle Gong was also dumbfounded, he didn't know how the Marquis did it, and he didn't know what happened in the south, but the sudden retreat of Ma Ling's army was happening right before his eyes, not only him, but even many cavalry brothers were dumbfounded Yes, they clearly had the upper hand, why did they suddenly run away?
Just when they were wondering, the warlocks in the rear had already prepared their spells again. A large number of hot flames, icy spears, and dense flying stones crossed from both sides, and the soldiers who were running were knocked down in an instant, accompanied by flames and steam. Screaming again and again.

Uncle Gong led all veteran soldiers, they already knew how to deal with such a situation, and immediately began to gather quickly.

Although they were exhausted after fighting hard for a long time, they also tried their best to regroup and regroup again. Thousands of cavalry quickly reorganized into a winding front and charged towards the fleeing enemy, striving to expand the results of the battle. They also knew that it was time to expand The best time for victory.

On the hillside behind, Wang Jian tried his best to calm down the turmoil in his heart. Looking from him, he could feel the situation of the entire battlefield more intuitively.

A large number of infantry at the forefront are rushing through the weak middle of the enemy, trying to encircle them.

However, the enemy's central army kept fleeing south, unable to fight at all. A large number of Maling infantry in the rear also broke up and fled after the Chinese army fled, while the cavalry led by Uncle Gong kept chasing and killing from the rear. Maling soldiers who escaped.

On the whole, the Maling Central Army-Heyang Infantry-Maling Main Infantry-Heyang Cavalry formed the same level as sandwich biscuits in the valley. The army is completely separated from the command system and combat troops, and it is all messed up.

Dongfang Jin on the side was completely stunned. The less skilled Heyang army chased after the enemy several times their size, but the enemy did not fight back at all. She muttered to herself: "How is this possible, how is this possible"

Wang Jian chuckled, and said quite proudly: "Nothing is impossible. From a tactical point of view, it is difficult to defeat one or ten people, because you have to kill them face to face and solve them one by one. The risk is very high. Winning or losing often depends luck.

If you can defeat 1000, thousands, or tens of thousands of people with similar forces, you will be more confident, because you don’t need to kill them all one by one, you just need to cut off their connection with the commander, so that the entire army becomes a mess, orders cannot be issued, and the command is interrupted. , the gathered crowd will naturally collapse, this is the way of war. "

This time, Dongfang Jin, who had always been at odds with him, didn't quarrel with him again, but just watched him speechless in surprise.

On the battlefield below, Heyang's vanguard infantry slowly gave up chasing the fleeing Ma Ling Chinese Army, but slowly stopped, turned around, and together with the chasing cavalry, warlocks and archers, scatter large areas like ants, The Maling infantry gradually surrounded them.

Although it can be clearly seen from a high place that the number of Ma Ling's army is about the same as that of all Heyang soldiers combined, even if some of them fled back to the Taohualin camp in the south, many of them escaped from the encirclement in all directions. There are still a lot of casualties, but it is different from the Heyang Army, whose formation has been tight after a day of fighting, and the various units can cooperate. The Heyang soldiers who were waiting in battle were all killed, and then they continued to compress to the middle of the valley.

When the crowd in the center was squeezed to a certain extent and realized that they were being attacked from all sides, the Ma Ling soldiers could not hold on any longer. Many people in the periphery knelt down and begged for surrender, and a great battle was settled.
(End of this chapter)