A spear was thrust towards Fang Jie's chest. The person holding the spear was a muscular man who looked to be about thirty years old. This man was wearing armor and obviously had some status in the rebel ranks. The red horse was so fast that the spear was in front of Fang Jie in almost the blink of an eye.
Fang Jie didn¡¯t even look at it and turned a blind eye.
Qilin stretched out his hand from Fang Jie's left side and grasped the head of the gun. He swung it outwards in a flash of lightning. The rebel general was actually swung up by Qilin and thrown out. Under the influence of inertia, he was hit by the speed of the war horse. He rolled on the ground several times, and just as he was about to stand up, the front hooves of the war horse coming up from behind stepped hard on his chest.
With a pop, his chest immediately collapsed into a deep pit. The broken ribs poked out from his back, right over his heart. Don't fall backwards, and the back of your head hits the ground heavily.
The cavalry from the Shanzi camp swept past like the wind, and after the troops passed by, only a pool of black flesh was left on the ground.
The emptiness of the rebel camp was surprising. More than a thousand cavalry from Shanzi Camp rushed in amidst the stunned expressions of the remaining rebels. This was completely unexpected. The Sui army had obviously withdrawn, but who would have thought that a cavalry force would suddenly attack? The person responsible for commanding the remaining rebels was Zheng Duojin, a brave general under Meng Wansui. But this man has a vulgar temperament and loves to drink. He thought that nothing would happen to the camp. He was drunk last night and still hasn't woken up yet.
His soldiers yelled and shook before the drunkard opened his eyes. Zheng Duojin was disturbed from his sweet dream and immediately cursed.
¡°General, it¡¯s not good!¡±
The soldier was kicked and hurt, but he couldn't care less: "The Sui army's cavalry suddenly rushed in, and our people were not prepared and were about to break into the Chinese army!"
"What!"
This sentence frightened Zheng Duojin so much that he woke up from his drinking. He grabbed the soldier by the front and pulled him over: "How many cavalry!"
"It seems that the number of people is not large, probably less than 2,000. It's just that this group of cavalry came too unexpectedly, and our people couldn't prepare for it, because last night the general drank too much last night and forgot to arrange which battalion of men and horses to change. As a result, the soldiers on duty last night did not wait for the men to change their guard, and most of them fell asleep due to sleepiness. The Sui army's cavalry rushed in from the main gate and set fire to them. "
"Trash!"
Zheng Duojin kicked the soldier out again: "The cavalry with less than 2,000 people can kill all the way to the central army! You trash, why should I keep you!"
The soldier endured the pain and persuaded: "General, please get up quickly. The Sui army's cavalry is extremely fast. They don't hesitate to fight and kill people. They just rush forward in one breath and have already killed an opponent in the camp in front." , If we don¡¯t organize a manpower defense, I¡¯m afraid we will break through the Chinese army!¡±
"Bring me my axe!"
Zheng Duojin put on his boots and ran out without caring about wearing armor. When I got outside, I looked at the camp in front and saw thick smoke rising so high. I didn't know how many tents were set alight. Cries of killing could be heard, and it seemed that the Sui army's cavalry was indeed not far from the Chinese army's tent. Zheng Duojin was immediately startled and broke into a cold sweat, and his face instantly became ugly.
When Meng Wansui left the camp, he was asked to guard the camp without slacking off. But he felt that since the Sui army was about to withdraw, how could they sneak attack the camp, so he didn't care about Meng Wansui's explanation at all. In the two days since Meng Wansui left the camp, he was drunk every night and was awake for almost a few hours a day.
The Sui army's Qingqi suddenly rushed in. The first thing Zheng Duojin thought of was that if Meng Wansui found out, he might not be able to save his head.
"Where's the axe!"
He turned around and shouted, snatched his ax from the hands of his own soldiers, pulled a war horse and jumped up: "Blow the trumpet and ask the people in the rear camp to gather immediately to support the Chinese army. The spearmen are here." The Chinese army is arrayed in front of the tent, and all the swordsmen are rushing forward. Where are the cavalry? "
The soldier was also angry, thinking that you were so drunk that you lost consciousness, and there was no one to restrain the people below. I don¡¯t know how many generals have been drunk like you in the past two days. The cavalry battalion is in the rear camp, and those guys with high ambitions and low hands are afraid that they haven't gotten up yet!
Zheng Duojin was shocked, scared and angry, and most of his drunkenness had gone away. After getting on the horse, he rushed forward with his own soldiers, gathering people and horses to follow him along the way. When he saw the Sui army's cavalry, thousands of people had gathered around him.
"Line up in formation! Archers, come up and shoot your arrows!"
Zheng Duojin ordered loudly.
But before the archers could gather into formation, the defeated troops in the camp in front fled back first. These defeated soldiers were so discouraged that they didn't even have weapons in their hands and just ran forward. Behind them, ?The cavalry of the army, like wolves driving sheep, kept forcing the rebels to retreat towards the Chinese army.
"Control your speed, stick behind the rebels and push forward!"
Fang Jie split the back of the rebel in front of him with a knife and shouted loudly. As he controlled the speed of the red horse, the cavalry behind him also gradually slowed down. The cavalry drove the defeated rebels like sheep to attack the central army. Zheng Duojin's archers were all stunned, not knowing whether to fire arrows.
"shoot!"
Zheng Duojin roared angrily: "Don't worry about anything, just shoot the arrow!"
Under his urging, the rebel archers began to send out arrows. The defeated troops of the front camp were the first to be among them, and hundreds of them were immediately knocked down. Unfortunately, there were too few archers hastily assembled to clear an isolation zone. Fang Jie asked the cavalry from the Shanzi Battalion to follow the rebels and chop at the rebels' exposed backs unscrupulously.
"Chen Xiaoru, go back and see if Chen Dingnan has come up. Our troops are too thin. If we rush forward again, we will lose all our efforts if we are entangled by the rebels!"
"Here!"
Chen Xiaoru turned his horse to go back. When he turned around, he saw a dark mass of cavalry coming down the mountain and rushing in like tigers, completely crushing the rebels who had left Shanzi Camp behind. Those cold cavalrymen in Northern Liao were like bloodthirsty beasts, and their knives immediately went crazy when they saw blood. The one-and-a-half-meter-long sabers in their hands can easily split a person into two pieces. Under the sheer speed of Han Qi, a casual slash can kill a person. They were clearly light cavalry as strong as the wind, but these men from the Northern Liao region actually displayed the momentum of sweeping heavy cavalry!
Fang Jie finally felt more relaxed when he saw Chen Dingnan rushing to the front with a gun.
"Blow the horn and ask Chen Dingnan to lead the cold cavalry to the left. The rebel defense will be attracted to us. Let him go from the flank and crush the rebel formation!"
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Chen Dingnan has never been so excited as he is today. Even before he rushed into the rebel camp, he never thought that today's battle would go so smoothly. The cavalry of the Shanzi camp had torn a bloody hole into the rebel front camp. The three thousand Han cavalry he brought rushed in and stretched the hole wider and wider like a wedge.
The long-sworded phoenix in his hand was like a nod, sending a rebel to hell with every blow. The finely crafted horse spear is very tough. After piercing the chest of a rebel, the pole bends. Although Chen Dingnan, who has been practicing diligently since childhood, rarely has the opportunity to kill people in actual combat, the moment the horse was sent out, it was like that. The feeling of familiarity spreads from the palm of my hand to my whole body. He subconsciously retracted his arm and then moved it forward. After the pole was straightened, the body hanging on the pole was immediately ejected.
The corpse hit a rebel hard, and the rebel was swallowed up by the cold cavalry in an instant before he could stand up.
Hearing the horn sound from the Shanzi camp, Chen Dingnan, who was familiar with the orders of the Sui army, immediately turned his horse and rushed to the left. The cold cavalry following him had superb riding skills. The team made a beautiful arc and then rolled forward like a wave in the direction of the rebel army. At this time, the defenses deployed by the rebels were all on the Shanzi Camp side. Suddenly, the cold cavalry rushed into the flanks and immediately became chaotic.
The number of men and horses that Zheng Duojin organized in a hurry was not large, and the cavalry from the rear camp did not come up. It was so easy to change the direction of the already formed spear formation. Before the formation could be changed, the cold cavalry came from the spear formation. It hit hard from the side.
In the past month, the rebels have frequently fought against Wanyan Zhongde's cold cavalry. In their view, those barbarians from the Northern Liao region were not human beings at all, but a group of beasts that went crazy when they saw blood. The rebels were frightened from the bottom of their hearts by these murderous barbarians. In the past, as long as they saw the cold cavalry, the rebels would rarely confront them directly. But today, they couldn't hide even if they wanted to.
The one and a half meter long sabers fell down like a rainstorm, and the soldiers on the flanks of the gun array were immediately torn off a layer. Those tall Hanqi war horses were born to be the protagonists of the battlefield. After picking up their speed, they would quickly tear a hole in the gun formation from one side after they hit and stepped on them repeatedly. Led by Chen Dingnan, the cavalry, which was thin in front and wide in back, kept drilling into the rebel formation, cutting a bloody path with sabers. As more and more cold cavalry entered the rebel formation, it didn't take long for the spear formation to be split open.
Chen Dingnan swung his spear across and cut open the throats of several people. Then he lowered his long spear and urged his horse to rush forward. Two corpses were immediately hung on the spear. He struggled with his arms, picked up the body, and threw it into the crowd of rebels.
"Pu Daoshou, get up!"
When Zheng Duojin saw that his flank was torn open, he immediately became anxious and shouted loudly for a change of formation. But the rebel soldiers had lost their courage and were not a well-trained team. It was already too late to change their formation at this time.
? ?The cavalry's sabers formed a blade of light, creating a pool of blood.
Fang Jie saw that the people from the Cold Cavalry Battalion had torn apart the already untidy array of the rebels, and immediately ordered the Shanzi Battalion to rush forward: "Don't give the rebels a chance to relax. There will be many rebels left to guard the camp." With 50,000 people, we cannot allow the reinforcements from the rear camp to move forward and follow behind the defeated troops!"
Following his order, the cavalry of the Shanzi Battalion began to speed up and once again caught up with the retreating troops of the former battalion. Those rebels didn't dare to resist, they just kept their heads down and ran forward. These people have long forgotten that showing their backs in front of the enemy on the battlefield is equivalent to dedicating their lives to the King of Hell.
"Change the knife!"
Fang Jie loudly ordered the cavalry to replace their horse swords with horizontal knives.
When chasing after the rebels, using a knife is more effective than using a spear.
The rebel army's rout attacked the Chinese army, and the already scattered rebel array collapsed immediately. There was no need to use the cavalry from the Shanzi Battalion to rush in. The rebels broke into pieces and knocked the defensive phalanx into pieces.
At a glance, Fang Jie saw the rebel general in the crowd who was wearing iron armor and riding a tall horse. He hung the sword on the side, took off the hard bow from the saddle, pulled out an armor-piercing awl, took aim briefly and shot an arrow. go out. There was at least a hundred steps between him and the rebel general. At this distance, if he wanted to hit the opponent, the arrow would first go up and then fall slowly, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air. At such a distance, the wind has a great influence on the trajectory of the arrow. The strength, wind direction, and the movement of the target must all be taken into account.
With a pop, the armor-piercing awl accurately penetrated into Zheng Duojin's left eye socket.
Zheng Duojin, who was urging the rebels to counterattack, screamed, leaned back and fell off the horse.
"Cut down the handsome flag!"
Fang Jie pointed forward and pointed at the rebel flag flying high: "Cut that flag down and you'll get a big reward!"
The cavalry of the Shanzi camp immediately burst out with a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami. The team accelerated again and rushed towards the Chinese army's tent on flesh and blood. The four thousand cavalrymen in front and behind actually smashed the rebel camp into pieces, and it was so exciting!