Chapter 1231 Veteran
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Zhang Yun was very nervous. When he saw the red flag in the hands of the scouts in the distance, he ordered the stop to move forward and change from the marching formation to a defensive formation.
Formation transformation is a key training event during normal training and is also a basic common sense. Every soldier is repeatedly taught that it is very dangerous to encounter a surprise attack during marching, so you should pay attention to abnormal situations in the distance, such as smoke and dust, such as frightened birds. Pay attention to the surrounding terrain. If you want to change the formation, where can you set up the formation and where you should avoid it.
These basic principles are spoken every day, every month, and every time you practice, you must check every time you review. The instinct of each soldier has long been integrated into the orders issued by the Central Army. Each unit will take action. Four thousand people, two school captains, two fake school captains, and eight chief captains will take action. Twenty Qujunhous quickly conveyed the orders and arranged the array in Qu units. Qujunhous shouted loudly, ordering the large carts to be pushed out, as a barrier, and the soldiers of the Geshi stood up behind the cart, with swords and shields, spearmen outside, and crossbowmen inside.
When marching, the smallest unit is used. Ten people in the camp are tents, and ten people in the camp are marching. The chariots are loaded with tents, spare weapons, tools, food, pots and other essential tools. In the event of an accident, these large trucks are temporary barriers and field fortifications that can be used to block the enemy's arrows and impacts.
Not long after Shen You and others landed, there was no animal power available, and the large carts were transported by human power. After ordering, the soldiers who pulled the cart quickly parked the cart, connected the cart head and tail with prepared iron chains and hooks, and then fixed the wheels to prevent movement. During the war, it was inevitable that they were a little nervous. The iron chains and hooks that could have been hung suddenly became unruly and suddenly became uncontrollable, and the sound of crisp impacts came one after another. A young soldier slipped his hand and the iron hook fell to the ground, hitting his feet, screaming in pain.
"Stop being so angry?" Duberdubai rushed over, picked up the iron hook on the ground, quickly hung the iron chain, and slapped the young soldier on the head. "Little prince, he screamed so slutty, don't think you are a woman."
The soldiers around him burst into laughter and teased the young soldier in a slight manner. The young soldier blushed and became angry, and pulled out the bloody sword and shook it. "Who dares to laugh? I recognize him, but my sword cannot recognize him."
"Besides, little clerk, you dare to call yourself me before you grow your hair. Keep your strength and use your enemy later to call your own people." Du Bai said, patted him again, turned around and left. The young soldier grinned and took the knife back in disappointment.
After joking for a while, everyone became more nervous and relaxed, and their hands moved faster. In less than a hundred breaths, the shadow of cavalry had just appeared on the horizon in the distance, and the position had already taken shape. The soldiers stood in their positions, while checking the situation in the distance, stuffed the prepared dry food into their mouths and poured a few mouthfuls of cold water. The weather was still cold, and the cold water was in their stomachs, and the ice hurted their hearts, but it made them calmer.
Zhang Yun looked at the already formed position and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the training was much slower than usual, he still took shape before the enemy cavalry arrived. Now even if the opponent launches an attack, he still has the power to fight.
Yan Yi tied his mount and looked at the rigorous formation in the distance, and was surprised.
Did the other general know that I was coming and set up a formation to wait for me? Otherwise, how could it be so fast?
He looked at the knights towards the side, and the knights also looked embarrassed. It was one thing to raid the marching troops, and it was another thing to rush to rush to a good position. The opponent had already arranged a formation, not only with shields, spears, strong bows and crossbows, but also with chariot formations. This was almost the most troublesome formation for cavalry in field battles.
Many people turned their attention to Yan Yi. Yan Yi didn't want to fight. He already understood Yan Liang's worries at this time, but he was already here, so he was still unwilling to accept it if he didn't try it. After all, the opponent was a new recruit who had never experienced a big battle. Even if he was well trained, he would be lenient in the face of real battles. Moreover, there was a lack of war horses in the south, and these infantry should not have much opportunity to face cavalry. If they were nervous, it would be useless no matter how well they trained in normal times.
Although there are not many opportunities, there are still some.
Yan Yi called a few leaders and asked them to lead the headquarters to try to attack the other party's position. Although the knights were unwilling, they did not dare to disobey. They rode their horses and left, each leading several knights to rush towards Zhang Yun's position.
Seeing the opponent's knights launch a charge, the central army clenched his fists and his palms were covered in sweat. Although the opponent's number was not large, it should be just a test, but who can tell the matter clearly on the battlefield? If the subordinates are panicked because of nervousness and are tested by the opponent, the knights in the distance will definitely rush over like a group of wolves and tear his position to pieces.
Zhang Yun looked at the position that was about to be attacked by the knights, looked at Du Bo and Junhou in the crowd, and secretly prayed, hoping that these veterans could play their due role and stabilize the morale of the army. In order to make the first battle more confident, he sent several veterans trained in the martial arts hall to the periphery.
The knights galloped their horses and rushed to a corner of the position. Dubo Mengwu, who was at the rush, issued a stern order and ordered the soldiers behind the cart to prepare.
"Spike, stand firm for me, don't shake my legs. I'm afraid of being too shaking. If he dares to come, he will stab him to death. Crossbowman, adjust his breathing, don't panic." Meng Wu reached out and patted a crossbowman on the shoulder, signaling him not to be nervous, and shouted loudly: "The third sword and shield hand in the front row, lower his head, don't look outside, if there is anything good to look at, carry the shield on his shoulder."
The sword and shield hands and bow and shield hands were adjusted according to the order. On the battlefield, except for the roars of the veterans of Du Bo, there were only the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer. Meng Wu stopped, squinted his eyes, looked at the knights getting closer and closer, and shouted loudly: "The crossbow is ready... let go! Let go! Let go! Arrow, Arrow, and prepare again. See what to see, do your own work."
Three loud shouts in succession, and thirty powerful crossbowmen pulled the crossbow machine and shot out the powerful crossbows in batches. Before they could stop here, the crossbowmen of the other three small formations also shot volleys under Du Bo's command. One hundred and twenty crossbow arrows roared out and rushed towards the ten knights rushing towards the front.
While shooting out the arrows in his hands, the knights turned their horses' heads and flew past the formation. Most of the crossbow arrows shot in the air, but more than a dozen crossbow arrows still hit the target. A knight turned over and fell off the horse. The remaining people and horses were shot, but they were not caught off the horse, and soon ran out of the range. The fallen knight was not dead, rolling on the ground and wailing.
"See? Cavalry is also human, and they will die if they are hit by arrows." Meng Wu ignored the injured knights and seized the opportunity to instill combat experience in his subordinates. "Don't panic, keep your hands steady. Shoot one this time, and shoot two and three next time. Each person has a hundred arrows, even if they hit one ten arrows, they can still shoot seven or eight times. Moreover, Pu Ji, why are you shaking? You are so cowardly, and you still want to be a first-class archer? I'm going, what's going on with your crotch? You can't pee."
"No...No." Pu Ji explained with a red face: "I... I accidentally spilled water just now."
The soldiers burst into laughter again.
"Shut up, do you think you are better than him?" Du Bo shouted loudly, ordered everyone to concentrate, patted Pu Ji's shoulder, attached it to his ear, and whispered: "The first time I went to battle, I peeded my crotch."
Chapter completed!