Win the Ding 1617

More than a thousand cavalry followed closely behind, whistling with wind and thunder. In a blink of an eye, the dull clashing sound of horses on both sides, the neighing of wounded horses, and the mournful howling of dying soldiers sounded on the battlefield.

Li Fuming held the horse's spear tightly with both hands, his legs hugged the horse's belly tightly, and his buttocks were slightly raised, about a finger distance away from the saddle.In his eyes, a stout Red Banner Manchurian cavalry was coming towards him. The Zhenghong Banner cavalry probably spotted Li Fuming, who was guarded by dozens of servants. Judging from his banner armor, horse weapons and guarding momentum, this man must be A remarkable figure among the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty, seeing him rushing forward with a tiger gun in his hands, Li Fuming also roared, and his legs pinched the horse's belly forcefully, and the horse rushed towards the red-flag cavalry at full speed.

Between breaths, the distance between the two sides is less than four or five steps, which is only a jump distance of a war horse.They could see each other's hideous expressions.

With a tiger roar, Li Fuming stabbed out the horse spear in his hand, and at the same time, the Manchurian cavalry of the Zhenghong Banner also stabbed fiercely with the tiger spear in his hand.

Cavalry duels are several times more brutal than infantry. In addition to courage and combat skills, it also requires rich experience and a keen ability to predict.

Because the horses on both sides are fast, if there is a slight difference, they will die on the ground.

Li Fuming was born in Liaodong, and he has dealt with the Jiannu cavalry for decades. Get a bad name.Regardless of battlefield experience or predictive ability, they are all outstanding.

When two horses meet, there is a flash of light.Li Fuming's body leaned slightly to the right with the help of his horse's momentum, and the tiger spear of the Red Banner Cavalry almost passed under his left rib.Across three layers of armor, he could still feel the strength of the spear. If he hadn't dodged in time, perhaps Li Fuming had already been pierced through the armor by the tiger spear, and the antlers on the tiger spear began to bleed tirelessly!

However, the horse spear in Li Fuming's hand, with its crimson spear blade, used the horse's momentum.With a sneer, all of them pierced into the cavalry's chest, but the iron armor on the outside and the cotton armor on the inside couldn't stop the huge kinetic energy brought by the two fast horses' relative dash.The tip of the horse's spear pierced through the cavalryman's body and came out through the body.

Li Fuming laughed loudly, and pressed his hands hard with his front and back hands.With the help of horsepower, the cavalryman's body was lifted abruptly.It was thrown out.A servant with quick hands and quick eyes grabbed the cavalry's horse and handed the reins to Li Fuming's hand.Li Fuming looked at the fat and strong war horse with satisfaction, and tied the reins to his saddle.

The red armor and red banner of the Red Banner Cavalry, the red fat jackets of the Shanxi Town and the Model Brigade Cavalry, and the red flag are like two blazing flames, making this area of ​​the world red!

Both groups of flames burned with all their strength, trying to devour each other.To become a ball within oneself until burned to a cold, gray ashes.Both groups of flames were colliding desperately.It was burning, and countless sparks splashed out with the impact.

In the distance, Wang Pu, who had already prepared his defeated and retreated servants, led more than a thousand elite cavalry from Datong Town, and immediately watched the fierce battle between cavalry and cavalry not far away on the slope with horror.

Looking at the past, under the banner of the Model Brigade, Lin Changgen, the battalion officer of the Model Brigade Cavalry, led dozens of cavalry closely together, guarding each other, fighting like a moving wall of cavalry.

Not far away, a strong man with a red flag led two cavalry.Wielding a huge birch fine iron sickle, he rushed over viciously and rushed towards a model brigade cavalry.

Kankan's strong horse was about to collide head-on with the model brigade cavalry, and the huge and sharp sickle was about to reap the cavalry's life.

However, at this moment, arrows of blood shot out from his left and right shoulder pads, chest, his black-painted helmet, his face, and the two house slaves who were ponytailed behind him, but they were shot The model brigade, rushing by on both wings, stabbed with long spears.

Before he could even let out a scream, he was brought off the horse by the huge impact kinetic energy, and was trampled into flesh in a blink of an eye.

Just like this big one, as the roaring cavalry continued to stagger past, amidst the sound of thunderous hooves, there were constant red flag men and horses rushing to be knocked off their horses violently, and even the horses and men turned over. Falling to the ground, or being stabbed in the ribs and head with long spears by the model brigade cavalry galloping past on both sides, blood gushed out continuously.When they had just fallen off their horses, they used up their remaining vitality to howl at the top of their lungs, cursing loudly at the cowardly Nanman opposite for using such shameless tactics.

Facing the unreasonable tactics used by the model brigade, these elites of Zhenghongqi were at a loss for what to do. The cavalry, which was extremely capable in the past, was as helpless as a baby.

However, all kinds of things can happen on the battlefield.Niu Luzhangjing, whose face was covered with oil and blood, miraculously rushed through the first line with his seven or eight guards and slaves, although the iron helmet on his head was picked off by a cavalry with a spear , but it's okay.Seeing the second row of riders rushing towards him with their sabers in his eyes, he couldn't help showing a cruel smile on his face, waving the long-handled swords in his hand and riding his horse to meet them.

The blood mist exploded, and a model brigade cavalry came oncoming. From the left shoulder to the right rib, even more than half of the horse's head was chopped off by the heavy, sharp, narrow, long and curved pick knife.It was Niu Luzhang Jing, who stood up from the saddle at the moment when the two horses passed by each other.The long-handled pick knife in his hand chopped down obliquely.It also used the huge kinetic energy brought by the speed of the horse to chop the rider off the horse.

Before he could be proud, an angry roar sounded in his ear.From the corner of Niu Luzhangjing's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a saber flickering, and the light of the saber fell squarely on his neck. The impact of the horse made Niu Luzhangjing not enjoy the pleasure of breaking with a knife, but fell backwards and rolled heavily. on the ground.

His eyes were wide open, the blood on his neck spewed out like a fountain, and the bloody fragments in his mouth also kept gushing out.It stained his neck guard and the nail leaf on his chest red.The desire to survive prompted him to try to struggle and crawl.But soon, several huge horseshoes stepped forward.

The battle of the cavalry hedge was short and cruel, in a blink of an eye.The first wave of positive red flag cavalry that confronted Shanxi Town and the Model Brigade was running out.

This battle was the most hearty and exhilarating battle Li Fuming fought against the Liaodong rebels since he joined the army.The model brigade cavalry in front just rammed the Liaodong rebels who were roaring and pounced on them layer by layer, knocking those Liao thief cavalry who were in a storm like a storm, and turned their backs. Few cavalry escaped the collision of the three-story cavalry wall. , was soon chopped off by his cavalry, and even the weapons and horses became the harvest of Shanxi Town.

Looking at the invincible model brigade cavalry in the distance, Li Fuming had mixed feelings in his heart.It was obviously a group of raw melon eggs on horseback.You can only run on the horse, and the various martial arts on the horse are even more lacking.But this record has to be admired, such a tight cavalry.It is his Shanxi town.Even the entire Liaodong Army is far from being able to do it.

"It's no wonder that son Wu Sangui walked so close to the Model Brigade that day, and it is said that he even worshiped the princess as a godmother in Tashan, so that's how it is! With such a strong army, I also want to be Ning Yuanbo's adopted son and grandson! "

He led more than 1000 cavalry under his command to follow closely behind the model brigade cavalry.The defeated Liao bandit cavalry were beaten off their horses one by one.Their equipment is quite complicated.There are weapons such as bows, knives, hooks, palladium, and big sticks. They need a lot of space to swing, and the formation should not be too dense. It is also suitable for annihilating those leaky fish.

This scene was clearly seen by Wang Pu greedily and eagerly.behind him.Wang Zheng has already finished rectifying hundreds of family members and more than a thousand cavalry, and they are gearing up one by one.Ready to go into battle to pick up bargains.The fierce Liao bandit cavalry in the past has become so vulnerable today. If we don't go up and beat the dogs in the water at this time, when will we wait?

Wang Pu looked back and nodded quite satisfied with the state and morale of his servants and cavalry.These servants and cavalry are the result of his painstaking efforts over the years, and they can be regarded as capital.They are all outstanding in skills. Wang Pu believes that the troops under his command can draw with the Liao bandit cavalry two-on-one, and if they fight alone, they can beat the cavalry of the Model Brigade to the ground.But hedging against their strict cavalry in this way is not dared anyway.Their rigor and majesty are awe-inspiring at first glance.

"Brother Wu! You have too few cavalry, why don't you let the cavalry from Datong Town charge up! It's better to wipe out these Jian slaves in one fell swoop!"

Seeing that the military flag of the Model Brigade had rushed under the opponent's golden dragon banner, but was unable to charge again, so he had to turn his horse back, and prepare to attack again after the team was assembled.How could Wang Pu give Li Fuming the opportunity to make meritorious service?Now open your mouth to discuss with Wu Biao.

But Wu Biao didn't have time to speak, the situation on the battlefield was changing again!

There was almost no whole team, and the cavalry of the model brigade quickly circled the battlefield for half a circle, and continued to charge against the more chaotic Qing cavalry in a strict formation again.

Behind them, Li Fuming led his servants, and more than a thousand cavalry from Shanxi Town, followed by a chaotic charge towards Fei Yangwu's main formation.After the charge just now, their formation was chaotic, and they could only barely maintain the organizational system. After the model brigade went around for half a circle, the formation was even more chaotic, almost without organization, and they could only follow in a mess. The back of the Model Brigade.However, Li Fuming and the soldiers of Shanxi Town are still very happy even if they are eating ashes behind the model brigade's buttocks, and there are cheap things to pick up.

In the blink of an eye, another round of collision began.The two sides collided savagely, spears against spears, sabers against sabers, there was no trick, it was all hard fighting.Severed limbs and bones splattered, screams and groans were endless, iron hoofs were like thunder, and the sound of killing was loud.Numerous red armors were intertwined together, so that the cavalry on both sides had to slightly distinguish whether the opposite side was an enemy or a friend.And the model brigade cavalry that formed a formation attack took advantage of this. Regardless of the armor on the opposite side, their own people lined up on the left and right anyway, and just charged repeatedly at the chaotic red flag cavalry on the opposite side!

Fei Yangwu, who was supervising the battle under the Golden Dragon Banner, saw the disadvantages of his subordinates.

In the intertwining of people and horses, the distance between death and life is instant, and people on both sides screamed and fell off their horses.But the Red Banner Cavalry lost even more.Their formation is loose, how can they be opponents with a strict formation?

Strictly speaking, the formation of the Red Banner Cavalry is not the cavalry offensive formation, but the cavalry infantry offensive formation.Still the light armor is on the wings or in front, and the heavy armor is on the back or in the middle. When the distance between the two sides is twenty or thirty steps, they will also shoot arrows, javelins, iron bones and so on.

Following the momentum of these javelins, bones, and arrows rushing towards the Ming army cavalry, they flew wildly.On the contrary, it could bring some troubles to the charging Ming army. From time to time, short screams came from the cavalry, and someone was murdered.Fall from the horse.

However, when the formations of the two sides collided, the disadvantages of the Zhenghong Banner Cavalry were fully revealed, and the Model Brigade Cavalry broke through their formation as easily as a red-hot knife cutting butter.Once again, they were knocked to pieces!

The continuous dull loud noise was accompanied by the rain of blood and screams and groans. The front and center formations of Zhenghongqi's formation were forcibly smashed through by the model brigade cavalry.

The huge cavalry banner behind Lin Changgen rushed straight to Fei Yangwu's Golden Dragon Banner!

"Quick! Follow up!" Li Fuming waved the horse in his hand, vigorously supervised and led his men to rush forward closely following Lin Changgen's banner, and the gold-woven dragon banner became the focus of the two armies.People from both sides rushed here to fight hard.

A fiercer fierce battle broke out quickly.The cavalry rushing to rescue Fei Yangwu's command position from the two wings and the rear watched helplessly as their companions were stabbed off their horses by the Ming army with long spears, rakes, or chopped off by sabers.The three-eyed blunderbuss hit the helmet and armor, and the horse-lance spear pierced the leaves of the armor, making a tooth-piercing sound.There are also the dying screams and painful groans of soldiers on both sides, which merged into the cruel voice of the battlefield.

"It's over!"

On the left wing of the battlefield, Yue Le, who was in command of a few Niu Lu and infantry from Datong Town, was watching from a distance as Wang Pu, who served as the guard and reserve team.There was a sigh almost at the same time!

in their field of vision.They all clearly saw the weaving gold dragon under the banner representing Zhenghong Banner, Manchuria Gushan, and Zhenfei Yangwu. After a fierce cry of killing, someone kept throwing the bodies of those Ba Yala soldiers out of the circle , The Ming army continued to have cavalrymen being stabbed and fell off their horses.

"It must be the slave chief Fei Yangwu who was surrounded by the model brigade!"

"Not good! Lord Baylor is surrounded!"

Regarding Fei Yangwu, who was surrounded by the Ming army, Wang Pu and Yue Le had completely different feelings.One is worried that his main general will be captured or beheaded by the enemy, which will have a serious impact on the battle situation and morale, and the other is jealous that he cannot share the credit for this achievement.

"Master, go!"

In the dense encirclement, the loyal Zhenghongqi Baya Latuzhangjing's face was covered with blood.It is unknown who shot his helmet off, and the money rattail braid that was combed very carefully was also scattered and intertwined with blood.It looked more and more embarrassing and terrifying.

Fei Yangwu, who was also covered in blood, let out a long laugh, "Let's go? This group of Nikans want Ben Beile to run away, they are not qualified for that! Ben Beile is the nephew of the Taizu, the emperor's dignitary. Brother, if you run away in such embarrassment, wouldn't you lose the face of Taizu Minghan? Break the majesty of the emperor?!"

Shouting and cursing incessantly, Fei Yangwu swung his long knife and chopped off the horse of an officer from Shanxi Town, and sent the knife out, cutting off the officer's arm.

Although he shouted triumphantly, Fei Yangwu had fewer and fewer subordinates.Seeing more and more soldiers of the Ming army around them, the densely packed swords and guns surrounded them like ears of wheat in the forest. I don't know how many people surrounded here?

In the distance, Yue Le and Ji Erdu desperately led their subordinates to rush towards this side. One was a father and son, and the other was a cousin plus subordinate.According to the military law of the Qing army, if the chief general is damaged during the war, even if he can escape with his life, and return to Shengjing, he will be severely disciplined by Huang Taiji.Rather than being ridiculed to death, it would be better to fight and die here!

"Kill! Kill!"

Li Fuming, who supervised the battle outside the battle formation, also had bloodshot eyes.There is a Gushan Ezhen who is surrounded by the Red Flag Manchuria. If he is captured or killed by himself, this may be the biggest victory since the Liaodong War?I'm afraid I can also be granted a title of earl or something!

Thinking of this, he was extremely excited, and even spared no expense to invest a group of soldiers and horses into the battle group, making the already very narrow and chaotic battle group more and more chaotic.

The people in the circle didn't care about any tricks, those who used big knives just slashed and stabbed forward, and those who used spears and horses just stabbed forward along the gaps between their bodies.

"You damned Nikan! I am Baylor of the Qing Dynasty, and I am Zhenghongqi Manchuria Gushan Ezhen. You want to kill me and exchange your heads!"

Inside the encirclement, Fei Yangwu no longer had the magnanimity he had just now. He just kept roaring and slashing wildly with knives. He was injured in several places, and his whole body was dripping with blood.I cut off the officer's arm just now, but I was also stabbed by the soldier next to me. I saw that there were fewer and fewer Ba Yala soldiers beside me, only dozens of people remained, while Zierdu and Yue Le Being firmly blocked out of the circle and unable to get close, Fei Yangwu couldn't help but cry inwardly, is this the place where I will be buried?

Just as he killed a cavalryman from the Model Brigade, he snatched his Sangmen Spear and waved it in his hand, trying to drive away the soldiers from the Model Brigade and Shanxi Town who besieged him, when he suddenly heard shouts from outside the circle , mixed with frightened Manchu and excited Chinese, "Kill! Kill!"

"Dead! Master died in battle!"

But it was Fei Yangwu's third son Zierdu who rushed from the right wing. He was eager to save his father and led a few guards to rush too far. He was besieged by more than a dozen model brigade spearmen, and several spears pierced his armor. , pierced deeply into his body.Even Qiqi used all his strength to lift his body high, so that he, who was still breathing, looked at Fei Yangwu in the encirclement.

"Ah, Amma, son, son..."

Before the words came out, Zierdu was stabbed to death with a gun.To be continued. .

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