Go back to the end of the Ming Dynasty to be a soldier

Chapter 37 Hedgehog Array

A Min personally led eight thousand Tartar soldiers to rush to Lin Yi's camp around midnight.

Discovered by the soldiers on the night patrol of the Ming army, they immediately sounded the alarm and deployed their police weapons. Hundreds of Ming troops woke up from their sleep and went into battle as quickly as possible.

"rush!"

The Tartar soldiers rushed like wolves and tigers, and the Ming army began to shoot arrows, but the Ming army was only a camp of four to five hundred people. This limited fortification could not stop the Tartars' thousands of horses.

With just one charge, the iron cavalry of the Tartars broke through the defense line of the Ming army, pouring energy into the camp like opening a gate to release a flood.These ferocious Tartars would kill anyone they saw, and they would shoot arrows like rain.

The Ming army was a little caught off guard, and more outnumbered, they were killed and fled in all directions, with casualties everywhere, the shouts of killing were loud, and flames were everywhere, tearing the tranquility of the night.

Ji Dong and Xiao Ying woke up from the dream. Ji Dong quickly put on the armor given to him by the guerrilla general, and Xiao Ying also dressed neatly. The two rushed out with their knives in hand.

The fire was burning outside, and it was already in chaos.Although Ji Dong acted in a hurry, he was not flustered at all.

Nearly a hundred soldiers of the guards had assembled. Zhang Hua, Dong Sheng, He Tao, Wang Qi, Da Zhu, Er Hu, etc. were already waiting in front of the team in full armor.

Although the sky has been killed outside, it is not the first time these people and Ji Dong have participated in the war. The six of them have actually become Ji Dong's personal guards. They worship Ji Dong now, and they can definitely be called confidantes The generals, including Zhang Hua, who has a lot of bad records, are absolutely loyal to Ji Dong now.

They also learned from Ji Dong that they should not be chaotic in times of crisis, and not be surprised when things change.

"My lord..." Seeing Lin Yi coming out of the tent with Xiaoying, they rushed over to salute. There are less than 100 people left in Zu Keyong's personal guard camp, and Lin Yi is still the captain of the guard.

"How many Tartars are here?"

"I don't know the details, it's overwhelming, it looks like ten thousand or so."

"Damn, so many are here?" Lin Yi frowned, "Hurry up and protect the adults and retreat."

Someone brought Lin Yi's war horse over. Lin Yi flew on the horse and said to Xiao Ying who was behind him: "There are so many Tartars, a bloody battle is inevitable tonight, we must be more careful later."

Xiaoying nodded, with an expression of seeing death as home and living and dying with Lin Yi, "Brother Lin, don't worry, Xiaoying, your guards will never leave your side."

Lin Yi turned around and said to the brothers: "You guys must protect Xiaoying for me."

"I obey. Don't worry, my lord. If I'm here, only Miss Xiaoying will be here." Zhang Hua, Dong Sheng, He Tao, Wang Qi, Da Zhu, and Er Hu bowed and saluted, and agreed in unison.

The soldiers of the guard battalion had already protected Zu Keyong's sleeping tent.

At this time, Zu Keyong, who was wearing full armor, came out of his tent. He picked up a big axe, flew on his horse, and wanted to fight the Tartars desperately.

Lin Yi said: "My lord, there are too many Tartars, and there is a huge disparity between the number and the widows. Hurry up and retreat first, and the subordinates will be the last ones."

Zu Keyong saw that his company had turned into a sea of ​​flames. In the flames, there were swords and swords, and blood flowed like rivers. Tartars overwhelmingly rushed in. There were still hundreds of troops, but their command was not effective. There were less than a hundred of his guards left, so he quickly adopted Ji Dong's suggestion, let Ji Dong stop behind, and he led the people to retreat to the rear camp.

But before the dozens of them retreated a few steps, Wang Jian, who was covered in blood, came running over with more than [-] people, "My lord, we are already surrounded by the Tartars!"

"Kill it out!"

Zu Keyong went all out and joined Wang Jianbing. At this time, counting Ji Yi's guard battalion, he, a guerrilla general, had only about a hundred men left, and there were tens of thousands of Tartars attacking at night, so he had to fight.

"General, you can't break out blindly..."

Lin Yi looked at the more than 100 people and suggested to Zu Keyong.

These more than 100 people are the elites of the Ningyuan Army, and most of them are Zu Keyong's guards.

But if they rush out in such a swarm, it's called fighting on their own, and their more than 100 people will soon be wiped out.In the end, a few particularly strong ones may escape the encirclement of the Tartars by luck, and all the rest will die.

If you change the method, the result may be different.

Ji Dong has gone through big battles and small battles, and now he is considered a veteran of hundreds of battles. With the combat experience of later generations of special forces, he naturally has a unique vision.

As a general leading an army, one should not act recklessly, let alone take care of oneself. He must try his best to preserve this team, and even if the entire army is wiped out, he must kill as many Tartars as possible. To achieve such a goal, in such a critical situation, Under the circumstances, it is to deal with them as much as possible, delay time, and wait for the opportunity.

Therefore, under Ji Dong's suggestion, more than 100 people simply formed a formation.

Wang Jian led more than 20 people to open the way in front, and the main general Zu Keyong followed closely behind. Zhang Hua, Dong Sheng, He Tao, Wang Qi, Da Zhu, and Er Hu were sandwiched in the middle protecting Xiaoying. Lin Yi led more than 20 people to be in charge. After the break, more than 100 people rushed out with concerted efforts.

Ji Dong arranged these more than 100 people in a hedgehog formation, with the strong ones at the ends or on the sides, and the relatively weak ones such as Xiaoying and others in the middle or inside.

In this way, more than 100 people are no longer fighting on their own, but are united in the outside world, able to leverage each other, just like a hedgehog covered in thorns, making it impossible for the enemy to attack.

As soon as they got into formation, the Tartars rushed forward.

Ji Dong and his group of more than 100 people maintained the formation of hedgehogs and huddled together to fight outside. This move really worked.

Although there were so many Tartars, they couldn't stop them. One of them rushed up and one died, and two of them rushed up to kill one pair.Of course, this big hedgehog is not stationary, but moving fast.

As time went by, Tartar casualties began to increase at an accelerated rate...

Amin sat down on a big white horse and carried a mace with ice nails. Now his stick is covered with blood. I don’t know how many soldiers of the Ming army died under his stick. He felt a little tired and had a good time. .

He immediately paused to rest.

This battle was almost one-sided, and there was no need for him, the general, to personally kill the enemy and charge forward.

Rushing to the vicinity of this small camp, Amin, who has experienced many battles, can tell at a glance that the strength of the Ming army is not large. What's more, it's a sneak attack in the middle of the night?

However, he was full of energy, and he was full of anger today. Yue Tuo suffered a disastrous defeat, wounded soldiers and generals, and he could only vent his anger by beheading these Ming soldiers with his own hands.

So at the very beginning, he ordered people to surround the camp, and then he personally wielded the mace, urged the big white horse, and rushed into the Ming camp first.

Amin is also really fierce. He is tall, horsey, tall, and thick, and with a suit of armor, his majesty is no less than that of heavenly soldiers and generals descending to earth.

Wherever his war horse went, there was no one general.

When the stick goes down, the opponent will either fly with a knife, or be smashed to pieces.

He didn't stop until he was sweating.

Seeing the countless Tartars besieging and annihilating the Ming army in the flames, the soldiers of the Ming army had no strength to fight back, and the killed fled in all directions, with the dead and wounded lying on their pillows.

If things go on like this, within half an hour, the guerrilla general's camp will be wiped out, and the guerrilla general's guard captain Lin Yi will die in the chaos with his guerrilla general, or be captured alive to his horse.

If it's the former, it's cheaper for this little Nanman.If it's the latter, hehe, in the firelight, his fat face showed a sinister smile, and I'm going to make him cramp, peel off his skin, gouge out his eyes, chop off his feet and light a sky lantern...

Amin was sitting on the horse, holding a mace dripping with blood, panting while thinking, in the firelight, his face looked like an upside-down jar.

But as time went by, the last scene of his screaming never happened, and the night breeze had already dried the sweat on his face.

After a while, the shouts of killing in the Ming camp continued unabated, which indicated that the battle was not over yet.

A Min frowned, and asked his subordinates: "How is the battle ahead?"

"Going back to Lord Baylor, there is still a small group of Ming soldiers who are still fighting, and they will be wiped out soon."

……

Amin held his temper and waited for a while. The sound of shouting and killing gradually faded away. He couldn't help but asked again: "How is the battle ahead?"

"Back to Lord Baylor, these guys are tough, they are trying to escape, and the subordinates are mobilizing heavy troops to encircle and wipe them out. Please wait patiently, Lord Baylor."

"Useless things!" Amin cursed, the veins on his head jumped up, "Come on, follow Ben Baylor, don't let one go!"

Amin is rude by nature and has a big temper.Hearing that the battle was still not over after a long time, he couldn't help being furious, and rushed down with the troops himself.

Amin led his men and horses and rushed out of the Ming camp, and ran for more than ten miles in one breath, before intercepting the small group of Ming soldiers.

By this time the sky was gray and bright.Amin could see that not far ahead, countless Tartars were besieging a group of Ming army soldiers, and the two sides were still fighting inextricably. The Ming army ran while killing, and the Tartars chased while killing. Casualties.

"Damn it, these Nanmans are made of iron?" Amin couldn't help but cursed, the Ming army's palm-sized camp, his 8000 elite soldiers, had to trample them down as soon as they passed by, but they went through such a toss. For a long time, they were allowed to run so far?
Amin felt a little ashamed, waved his mace and shouted, and charged forward with his troops.

Meeting Wang Jian head-on.Wang Jian was originally the chief bannerman of the frontier soldiers. He was originally a subordinate of General Cao Wenzhao. In the scuffle, there were only 18 people left including Ji Dong.

Wang Jian is a loyal man, but his martial arts skills are outstanding, and the chief of the general banner has a small job. However, in the era of the end of Ming Dynasty, which emphasized civility over military affairs, some people could hardly become a general banner in their entire lives.Wang Jian, the general banner, is now one of the hundreds of households in the army. He is an official who has nothing to do with it, and he has worked hard on his own.

Now Wang Jian had been killed for half a night, covered in blood. He didn't know if he was wounded, or if he was splashed on himself by too many murders, but he still didn't break out of the encirclement, and Wang Jian also made up his mind to die.

Another unit came head-on, and Wang Jian swung his knife to meet it.

Amin smashed down with his mace, Wang Jian parried with his sword, and the sword flew away with a clang.Wang Jian was so scared that he wiped his head and ran away.

A Min drew his bow and set an arrow, and with a whoosh sound, the arrow shot out, and Wang Jian fell off the horse...

(End of this chapter)