Ping An Biography

The Weisuo soldiers were the main regular army of the Ming Dynasty in this era, but Zhang Ning was very surprised that the archers on the opposite side drew their bows 150 paces away.He himself can't shoot arrows, but Wei Bin has people who can shoot arrows on horseback: the terrain in front of him is slightly lower in the east, when did the bow and arrow shoot so far?

At this time, Zhou Mengxiong said beside him: "The Ming army here often uses light arrows, because the young people in the southwest are armed with almost no armor... This round of bows and arrows is mainly for harassment. They are lucky today, there is no wind, otherwise a gust of wind will blow them to the river."

"Bang bang..." The dense explosion of the bowstring rippling from the air.Zhang Ning could almost feel the violent vibration of the silk.

Wei Bin's voice shouted: "Raise the shield!"

When he raised his head, he saw hundreds of arrows flying rapidly in an arc trajectory like raindrops, and countless feathers pierced the air and roared towards them.After a while, most of the arrows poured into the phalanx here, but they were quickly submerged in the forest-like spears, like raindrops falling into the lake, without causing any waves.The flimsy arrows couldn't even pierce the iron sheet outside the shield, and many of them bounced off directly.Occasionally, some of them yelled "ah" in pain. It is estimated that some arrows missed the shield and went directly into their bodies; but the queue did not waver at all, and it was obvious that the bamboo armor on the soldiers who were shot also prevented most of the damage.

Hold on, hold on.Zhang Ning thought silently.This round of bow and arrow attack puts more psychological pressure on people, and it seems that killing is not the focus.

The archers on the opposite side shot a round of arrows without entanglement, and retreated one after another.There was a commotion in the officer camp, and after a while, about two or three hundred spearmen began to move forward.Their formation transformation was very skillful. The armored soldiers later formed a sparse vertical formation; the archers in front also formed eight rows.Then the armored soldiers advanced from the gap to the front.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The drums sounded, and four to five hundred officers and soldiers lined up and began to advance slowly.Zhang Ning remained motionless, watching them perform, the battlefield was like a large-scale singing and dancing event.

When they approached 120 steps, all the generals turned their heads to look at Zhang Ning, who was riding on the horse in the position of the Chinese army, but he still did not move.

About seventy or eighty steps, because the long row of people spread out horizontally made the distance in the middle look shorter.The two sides face each other, and they can almost see what the person opposite looks like.

At this time, Zhang Ning's Zhongjun sounded a gong, and then he heard him shout: "Order the Musketeers to attack." As soon as the words fell, Wei Bin ordered: "Get ready!"

The square flag at the front was lowered flat, and then raised again. The two rows of spearmen at the front squatted down, and the next row of matchlock guns was raised horizontally amidst the yelling of the chief flag officer.The chief banner officer on the flank drew out his saber and held it high in the air.

The raised blade reflected the light of the sun, and a row of muskets suddenly appeared in front of him. The advancing officers and soldiers showed surprise on their faces, and their expressions were very clear seventy or eighty paces away.But they didn't panic. Many officers and soldiers had seen firearms before, and they knew that the kind of firecrackers (Huomen guns) looked scary, but they couldn't go very far, and their power was limited.

"Stop! Stop..." The officers and soldiers shouted clearly, and everyone was speaking Chinese, so it felt so familiar. "A heavy arrow..."

Seventy or eighty steps, the lethality of the heavy arrow of the compound bow is very impressive.But immediately there was a gong on Zhang Ning's side, and the chief banner officer at the front waved his saber forward and shouted: "Let go!"

Crackling... A familiar scene appeared in front of Zhang Ning, white smoke rose exaggeratedly, and the fire shone in the smoke, like lightning in the clouds.Zhang Ning, who was riding on a horse, looked down at the officers and soldiers from a high position. The front row suddenly fell down one after another. The fresh air was faintly covered with a layer of blood dance, and the screams and noise suddenly filled the air.

"Change teams, get ready!" Shrouded in smoke, shouts and wooden whistles continued to sound.

After a while, there was a cry, and another crackling sound.

The chaos that had just started on the officer's side, after another group of people fell down, they dispersed in a rush, and the archers behind were wrapped by the armor soldiers and turned around and ran back.Zhang Ning was overjoyed when he saw this, and shouted: "Order to attack." But the morale of the soldiers in the camp was boosted, and they were shouting "Long live", "Victory", etc., and Zhang Ning's shouts could not be heard clearly.He had no choice but to say to the orderly next to him: "Ask the military musicians to strike the gong and order the attack."

Then Wei Bin shouted: "Stand at attention, prepare to attack... attack..." His voice was already a little hoarse.It seems that to be a military commander not only requires high martial arts skills, but also a good voice is also a skill.

"Let's go!"

The phalanx began to move one after another. After waiting for the drumbeat to be coordinated, the footsteps of the queue became more orderly. The team of hundreds of people was unprecedentedly powerful and slowly approached.

The horse team in the distance was chasing away the soldiers who were running around, letting them gather in the south of the army. A group of people was in a mess, and the riders were waving whips and running back and forth beside the crowd.

In the open space in central yang, one of the corpses sat up holding his stomach, and saw dense crowds of people striding towards him. He hurriedly raised a blood-stained arm and shouted something.But the marching team couldn't stop at all, and soon many feet stepped on it, and there was a hissing and lung-piercing scream from the crowd.

Faced with the approach of the main force of Zhang Ning's army, it was impossible for the chaotic troops on the flanks of the officers and soldiers to gather and recover their combat power in a short period of time. Liu He's troops in the central army were almost all infantry, arranged in a square formation, and there was no reserve team behind them.

Zhang Ning's army has already attacked in large groups, and there are only two ways in front of Liu Heju, either clamoring to fight head-on, or retreating quickly, but the distance is so close that retreating in front of the battle may not be able to maintain the organizational system.

Soon the rear of the officers and soldiers began to turn around and head east, leaving a group of people trying to break the rear, but the formation of those people had already become chaotic, and the fear and anxiety in the face of the large "rebel army" was very obvious.The flanking cavalry began to retreat, and a group of people who hadn't reorganized their ranks quickly dispersed and ran chaotically in the south, which immediately affected the order of the officers and soldiers.

Wei Bin immediately gave the order to pursue, and the infantry of the front team picked up their spears and rushed forward. The horizontal team in the attack was uneven but very powerful.About 200 people left by the officers and soldiers turned around and ran away when they saw this. Some of them were unable to turn around for a while with their spears, and simply threw away their weapons;

The infantry phalanx of the official army was originally in a dense formation. When they retreated suddenly, the crowd was crowded and blocked, and they were quickly overtaken by the following troops. The "rebel army" held a two-foot-long spear and stabbed it from behind. The screams from the crowd were deafening.After many soldiers stabbed with long spears, the queue behind forced them to move forward. They didn't have time to pull out their spears at once, so they simply discarded them, pulled out short spears from their backs, continued to rush forward, and thrust violently at the back in front of them.The people behind the officers and soldiers squeezed forward in horror, and soon the team was in chaos.