Chapter 20: Nine-Serial on the Battlefield ()

The heavy rider galloped as fast as lightning, only in the midst of his eyes, and the sound of horse hooves like muffled thunder was already heard behind him. The heavy and scattered sound seemed to hit his heart directly. Under Li Si's strong constraints, Chaohe Army, which had been able to barely maintain its formation, began to expose its weak nature.

Out of fear of the Manchurian heavy cavalry, the retreat of these defeated soldiers no longer maintains sufficient efficiency. The team size depends entirely on the individual's physical strength. Those with strong physical strength are at the forefront, while those with slightly less physical strength are left at the end of the team. Especially the villages that have entered the vision are already close, and the chance of survival after entering the village is much higher, and the team begins to become more scattered...

The Fire Cloud Water Dragon Flag is closer, only a hundred steps away, and you can even clearly see the red-headed sword in the hands of the Manchu armored soldiers who have slightly raised their slashing posture...

"Look back."

Li Si yelled.

Such tactics have been calculated in my mind for months. How to deal with the elite Manchu military forces has always been Li Si’s most concerned thing, and it is also deliberately reflected in training.

Hundreds of archers stood firmly and suddenly turned around and set off their bows...

The small bows were neatly arranged, and the wide and sharp fishtail arrows pointed at the Manchurian armored heavy cavalry that was rushing towards him.

The two neat archers inside and outside were as unmoved as a mountain, showing the momentum of a hundred battles.

"These archers without military jackets should be the elites of the Ming army, right? Warriors." Ye Keshu, who approached like lightning, developed a passionate fighting spirit when facing the archers who were much more elite than Chaohe defeated soldiers.

The armor-piercing arrows in the Ming army were the only troops that could pose a threat to the heavy-armed Manchurian soldiers, but the enemy in front of them was obviously a military idiot, because the defeated soldiers in Chaohe who were holding swords and guns were still fleeing in a mess, and they could not provide effective cover for these archers with strong fighting will. Listing archers with almost no melee ability to fight against heavy cavalry alone is completely seeking death.

What's more, this armored soldier is the most gorgeously equipped emperor's personal army in Manchuria. It also has a lock vest inside the heavy armor, which is specially designed to defend against penetrating damage such as bows and arrows...

At most it can cause harassment.

All the Manchurian cavalrymen in armor understood this and extended their red-headed swords ahead, preparing to protect the war horses under the rain of arrows. On the premise of confirming that they would not suffer major damage, each knight would spontaneously protect their war horses.

The arrows in their hands cannot effectively harm the enemy's heavy cavalry. When they were in Liaodong, those Manchu armored soldiers with arrows were still alive. Not to mention fish-tailed arrows, even swallowtail arrows or armor-piercing cones that specialize in armor-breaking cannot effectively kill such heavy enemies. Lu Bingyin, a former Liaodong veteran who has been fiddling with bows and arrows for half his life, understands this more than anyone else and still puts the posture of the bow.

Because Lu Bingyin had no intention of shooting out the arrow on the string, but waited for Li Si's orders amid the thunderous horse hooves.

"point"

When Manchu armored soldiers placed their red-headed swords from behind, Li Si knew that the time had arrived...

If the old road and the archers could not be separated far enough in a short enough time, the blood in their necks would splatter under the swords of the Manchurian armored soldiers.

The food and drinks are delicious and the villagers are serving them like their ancestors, so that today, it is time to test the training results.

No matter how poor the Chaohe Ming army performed, at least Lao Lu and these archers did not disappoint Li Si.

The two rows of archers immediately divided into four sections in one go, and moved away from both sides without hesitation.

"The Ming people are bluffing again. Playing the same trick twice will have no effect." Ye Keshu finally understood that the Ming army, who was fleeing in the distance, was the main force. The core goal of these people is to cover their main force to escape.

Although the archers were already extremely fast to avoid, some of them were still within the attack range of the Manchurian cavalry. After all, the distance of a hundred steps was just a moment for the speeding war horses.

As long as the Manchu heavy cavalry slightly adjusts its forward angle, the red-headed sword can cut off most of the archers' heads.

However, no Manchurian cavalry was ready to waste valuable horsepower on these archers who were covering, and they did not want to free up time for the enemy's main force to escape into villages and towns. The experienced cavalry did not hesitate, and almost ran past the archers' flanks and penetrated straight into the defeated soldiers in Chaohe...

"Ah——" Before the shrill screams that were dragging in a long tone were already drowned in the sound of horse hooves like thunder. The Ming army, who was chopped by the red-headed knife, had not even had time to roll and dodge, and was trampled into meat mud by the iron hooves like forests.

The heavy and sharp redheaded knife slashed down with all its strength, and could cut the ribs of the Ming army shawl with armor as much as paper into two sections. A large piece of human blood suddenly surged out, and before it could soak into the soil, it was splattered by horse hooves again...

The Manchu heavy cavalry had only one charge, and the loose "format" composed of hundreds of defeated soldiers was easily penetrated, with nearly 30% of the casualties, and the overlapping of corpses was shocking. However, there were only a dozen Manchu heavy cavalry falling off the horse, and the exchange ratio between the two sides was more than ten times.

Those who were not dead crawled around the ground, and were covered in blood on their faces trying to leave this dangerous place.

"I was fooled by Li Si. He wanted to use our lives to delay the speed of the Manchu armored soldiers so that he could give his militia time to escape." Every defeated soldier seemed to understand that it was being used by others. If the enemies riding horses were not far away were rushing back to rush back, these red-eyed guys would immediately fight to Li Si.

The dozen confidants around Li Si also saw the hostility of the Ming army and consciously or unconsciously protected Li Si in the middle.

"I'm just a useless person to stare at me, and I'm holding my gun to meet the enemy," I have always believed that I have the most full estimate of the combat effectiveness of the Manchu soldiers, but the strength of these heavy cavalry is still beyond Li Si's imagination. The blue veins on my neck stormed, and the blood vessels in my temples raked and roared like crazy: "If you don't want to die here, you will welcome the enemy and prepare to attack..."

The civil servant Yang Tinglin, who witnessed the invincible charge of the Manchu heavy cavalry, felt the threat of death so close to him for the first time, his face suddenly turned ashamed, and the princesses on the upper and lower gums attacked each other, instinctively trying to turn around and escape.

The education and loyalty to the emperor in his heart were barely supported. Yang Tinglin felt that it was time for him to sacrifice his life for the country. It was definitely the end of his death in battle. He would never be able to fight in this time. Under the bloody battle, he might become a loyal minister of Wen Tianxiang like a timeless person. If the court issued a kind decree to praise him, he would really leave his name forever.

Such thoughts supported Yang Tinglin to pull out the decorative sword and shouted at the defeated soldiers under the army: "Be loyal to the country and fight bravely to fight the enemy..."

The corner of the robe in the Qilin suit was accidentally hung up. Yang Tinglin, who shouted that he was loyal to the country, fell down and was covered in blood and shouted: "The saint's teachings... the loyalty and righteousness of thousands of years... kill slaves..."

The Manchurian heavy cavalry, which easily penetrated the defeated soldiers of Chaohe, remained speed at the same time, and the inertia of the horse running was not completely stopped until the village entrance.

"The battle was very smooth." Through these vulnerable defeated soldiers, Ye Keshu had seen the enemy's archers gathering again and trying to divide the Manchu-Mongolian coalition. The young face had a smile on his face after the mask: "These weak Ming people still know some tactics, but as long as I rush to kill again, at most twice, these lambs will collapse. At that time, no trick or tricks will work without my heavy cavalry..."

"Kill them all..." Ye Keshu turned his horse's head and faced the already scattered Chaohe Mingjun again.

"Kill..." The horses retreated slightly and accumulating their strength. Three hundred elite Manchus shouted together, with amazing momentum.

It seemed to be responding to the killing sound of Manchurian heavy cavalry. A thunder blew up above his head and raindrops suddenly became dense.

The Ming army in the storm of Jiaore looked away, as if they had seen some hope, and moved closer to Li Si. Yang Tinglin, the leader, reacted first. The sword in his hand, which had no practical value, pointed at the Manchu heavy cavalry from his chest, and shouted out: "Welcome to the enemy!"

In the storm, amid the clamor of killing on both sides, behind the village wall behind Manchuria's heavy riding...
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