Chapter 532: The Battle of Wuzhangyuan (10)
The brutal fighting between the two sides on the battlefield is still continuing, especially after the Mad Bull Formation was hit, driven by the war drums of the Pseudo-Qi, the 30,000-strong phalanx that the Pseudo-Qi put into the front army just now began to reassemble to the battle formation of the Modao Army, and this is also the best time for them to attack, as long as they can seize this opportunity, it is very likely that the Modao Army, which is temporarily unable to resume the attack array, will be completely delayed here and will no longer be able to effectively break through and counterattack the Pseudo-Qi army.
At the same time, on the car tower of the puppet Qi Chinese army, Shang Rang slowly took a deep breath, turned his head and turned his eyes to Zhang Jun, the guard general of Chen Cang, and said in a deep voice: "General Zhang, it's time for your people, the left and right Chinese army, bypass the battle group in front of you, and flank the enemy army in the rear left and right!" ”
"Order! Please rest assured! The last general is ready! Zhang Jun responded with a respectful fist, then turned around and beckoned to several lieutenants, then whispered, patted a few people on the shoulders one by one, nodded heavily, and waved at a few people to signal that they could leave.
Several lieutenants left for a short time, and as several people returned to the phalanx of the left and right Chinese armies one after another, a high-pitched war drum suddenly sounded, centered on the car building, and quickly spread to all sides, urging the 10,000-strong phalanx of the left and right Chinese armies to attack.
To say that these two 10,000-person phalanx are not all elite, but they have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers, after all, in addition to the Feng family army that has been on the battlefield at this time and the rear army behind Lin Feng, the Chinese army only has 5,000 people led by Li Xiaofeng and the remaining 4,000 people from Yin Bo, and the pseudo-Qi has more than doubled in terms of numbers, although the Feng family army still has four or five thousand winged cavalry and two thousand lance cavalry on both wings, but Shang Rang still has tens of thousands of people standing beside him, Moreover, there are still puppet Qi troops in their early 20,000s on the battlefield trapped by the Modao Army and Yin Bo, who came to the rescue, as well as Zhao Maozi.
Under the delay and blocking of the remnants of the mad cow chariot, the combat effectiveness of the reinforcements led by Lin Han and Yin Bo and Zhao Maozi on the battlefield has been greatly limited, especially under the slowly shrinking encirclement of more than 20,000 pseudo-Qi pikemen and crossbow sword soldiers around the battlefield, the formation is more and more messy, even if the Mo Dao Army is still invincible, but they have not been able to form a large-scale battle array, and their overall combat effectiveness has been greatly affected, and even less than half of the usual one.
Even the 1,000 elite cavalry led by Zhao Maozi suffered heavy casualties when blocking and blocking the mad cow chariot, and in the current range of activities that are limited to a certain extent, they cannot organize an effective charge at all, and the overall combat effectiveness is also greatly reduced.
"Drums! Let Li Xiaofeng get on! There are also soldiers and horses under the command of Yin Bo, and they will fight together! Seeing that the puppet Qi array of 20,000 people was dispatched again, Lin Feng also did not hesitate to order to meet it, and then his eyes were crooked, and the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, looking at the two generals sent by Meixian County and Qishan County who were waiting for orders near the car building, he couldn't help but say coldly: "It's time for them to show their loyalty, don't think that just send some grain and grass to carry weight!" Send someone to give them an order, let them follow behind Li Xiaofeng's army, give them a sweetness for the time being, and let them follow Li Xiaofeng to fight a smooth battle! It's good to reduce some pressure on our army! ”
"Master Hou." After Meng Hong and the others left, he took a few steps forward and reminded in a cautious whisper: "The battle situation is still unclear at the moment, will it be inappropriate for them to go at this time?" I'm afraid that they will retreat and affect the morale and morale of our army! ”
"Don't worry, they don't have the guts for the time being! With the soldiers under them, they can only take the opportunity to fight a smooth battle! Lin Feng pursed his lips indifferently, his face was full of contempt, then he shook his head, turned his head and explained to Meng Hong in a low voice: "General Meng, don't forget that we have other plans, don't use them now, I'm really afraid that they will have different intentions!" After all, in the current situation, we still have an advantage, at least on the surface, after all, we have already led out half of the soldiers and horses of the pseudo-Qi, and our army is only one-third! As long as they are not stupid, they don't dare to mess around at this time! ”
"Well, too! What Hou Ye said is true! It's the end of the general's overthinking! Meng Hong nodded thoughtfully, thinking that he might have been distracted by the mass casualties suffered by the Mo Dao Army just now, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, took two steps back, and turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
Under the fierce war drums and disputes between the two sides, the two armies that set off from the large formations of the two sides quickly began to detour on both sides of the battle group on the battlefield, and Yin Bo, who was still in the battle group, had already returned with the elites under his command, and after returning to his subordinates, he led more than 4,000 elites from one side to meet a 10,000-strong array of pseudo-Qi.
On the other side, Li Xiaofeng bypassed, in addition to the five thousand elites under his command, there were also five thousand men and horses from Meixian and Qishan counties, although the combat effectiveness of these people is really questionable, otherwise they would not have surrendered directly without a fight, but fortunately, the number is quite objective, and they immediately made up for the numerical disadvantage of Li Xiaofeng's side.
Judging from the scale of the two sides alone, Li Xiaofeng's side is no less than the Pseudo-Qi 10,000-strong array on the opposite side, and even the overall momentum has risen sharply because of the addition of 5,000 people in the rear, quickly overpowering the Pseudo-Qi side, after all, the 5,000 people led by Li Xiaofeng are all elite soldiers selected from the Fengjia army in the south of the Qinling Mountains, far from being comparable to the Chen Cang defenders in front of him or the 5,000 people used to make up the numbers behind him.
After all, the two sides have put most of their main forces into the battlefield, and the next thing to greet will be the era of cold weapons, a complete white-hot fight.
"Order the winged cavalry regiments and lance cavalry regiments on both flanks, ready to attack at any time!" When the soldiers and horses on both sides were still hundreds of meters away, Lin Feng, who was contemplative, suddenly turned around and gave another order, under the confused expressions of Meng Hong and the generals, Lin Feng turned his gaze to the battlefield, a pair of dark eyes flashed with a fine light, and from time to time a thick killing intent flashed.
"Order!" Because Zhao Maozi was already in the battle group in front, only Mao Hao of the Feather Cavalry Regiment was left to receive the order, and at the same time, there was a personal guard in charge of the order, who followed Mao Hao's steps and got off the building, jumped on his mount and ran in the direction of the Long Lance Cavalry Regiment, conveying the military order to the generals there.
"Master Hou, will it be too early?" Meng Hong understood Lin Feng's approach very well, since he had already transferred Mao Hao back to the flank, he would naturally not be far from the attack of the cavalry on both wings, but looking at the battle situation in front of him, Meng Hong always felt that he was in a bit of a hurry.
"The big fight is coming, let's prepare early!" Lin Feng nodded first, then shook his head, and didn't express what he meant, just sighed in a low voice, paused for a moment, and continued to add: "General Meng, tell all the generals to prepare, each in his place, and stand in formation!" Get ready for the Pseudo-Qi Charge! ”