From seeing the enemy to the other party raising his sword, in this short period of time, countless thoughts came to Yang Qiu's mind. The first is that the situation in front of you is unbelievable. But when the enemy is on horseback, it can't be believed or not, if it is an illusion, it will not take so long, in addition to the illusion and auditory hallucination, it is the noise of the subordinates - at first everyone was stunned, and when the people in front of the queue were sure that they were not dazzled like Yang Qiu, there were uneasy shouts in the ranks, many of which were still from the mouths of those officers who were responsible for maintaining military discipline.

When the panic spread, Yang Qiu remembered the essentials of fighting against cavalry, that is, to line up in a tight formation, use horse rejection rifles, and stick close to the front and back, so that the timid people could not retreat. However, Shandong has not seen the enemy's cavalry for twenty years, and even if there are horsemen in the rebel army, they are just horse thieves with poor riding skills, and Yang Qiu did not think of bringing a horse rejection pistol when he came out. If Yang Qiu asked his subordinates to bring the rejection horse in advance, it was estimated that the soldiers would be regarded as idiots; Even if Yang Qiu wanted to take it, he had to try his luck in the county storehouse, and most of them would be ridiculed by his colleagues and even the county magistrate.

When the enemy raised his sword, Yang Qiu had already realized that he needed to change the formation, otherwise he would be vulnerable at all, but it was obviously too late to change the formation now. An idea suddenly popped up, that is, to turn the horse and leave, anyway, there are so many infantry subordinates, enough for the enemy to cut down for a long time - Yang Qiu has not studied the theory of racing, this is a survival instinct.

But Yang Qiu didn't take action, first of all, he was not 100% sure that he was not having auditory and visual hallucinations at the same time, secondly, he thought that he should try to defend his honor as an officer of the Green Battalion, and finally he had the accountability concern of absconding from the army. In short, when Song Weishen gave the signal to attack, Yang Qiu was still in a daze at his command post, advancing and retreating with his subordinates but did not give any orders.

As the trumpet sounded, the Ming army began to accelerate slowly, and the central part slowly advanced in small steps, but the two wings immediately began to accelerate, and the Ming army's ranks immediately broke into three pieces, with twenty cavalry on each wing, and they went straight to the two wings of the Qing army. All the cavalry knew that if they lost speed by attacking the infantry, the cavalry of the Qing army was small, but it could also pose a great threat to themselves, not only could they suddenly launch an accelerated attack, but also could contain the cavalry of the Ming army, preventing them from getting rid of the infantry and retreating and regrouping.

Although he didn't think that the other party's infantry could stop his pace, Song Weishen was unwilling to take this risk. The cavalry on both flanks of the Ming army was twice the number of opponents, and Song Weishen personally commanded one of them. After breaking away from the central troops, Song Weishen's troops had already increased their horse speed to the level before the charge.

"That's good." When training in western Sichuan, the knights were required to carry a rattan tag or even paper between their knees for low-speed queue training. At this speed, the Rangers' ranks were a little looser, but the fastest did not exceed half a horse's body, which was also the result of repeated training in the past. Although the enemy was in front of him, Song Weishen couldn't help but be proud of the skill of his team, and while praising in his heart, he leaned forward and pressed the saber forward: "Kill!" ”

'Kill!'

Almost all of the cavalry leaned forward, and with this command, the Rangers entered the charge phase.

"How did you meet cavalry? Where the hell did this cavalry come from? It's actually still a cavalry ......" Yang Qiu watched in amazement as the twenty cavalry rushed towards his position at full speed. There were more cavalry on his side, with twelve people, and there were only eight people on the other side, but on each side of the Ming army, there were twenty rangers in the front and two rows of them: "Aren't you going to charge into battle?" Why didn't you rush the infantry first, but they came to charge me? ”

The black-armored knight rushed over at full speed, and Yang Qiu could already see the other party's murderous gaze. When the guards behind him looked at the row of riding walls, they didn't react, they didn't speed up to hedge, and many people were stunned and wanted to avoid it. Since the riders did not give the order, the mounts under their crotches involuntarily retreated.

"Not good!" Yang Qiu reacted suddenly before the sword light was about to reach his body, he slammed the horse's belly, and instead of stepping forward or retreating backwards, he leaned towards the infantry next to him.

There are people blocking the way on the other side, and he also needs to move a longer distance to get out of the Ming army's attack range, Yang Qiu's choice is undoubtedly very correct. When he and his men and horses crashed into his infantry position, the black armored cavalry general would rush behind him, and a sword light swept over, grazing Yang Qiu's neck.

Several infantry on the edge of the army formation were bumped into by Yang Qiu, and they were also in a hurry. However, Yang Qiu didn't have time to care if the horse had stepped on someone, and the passing with death just now made him break out in a cold sweat. Those subordinates who didn't react as quickly as him didn't have such good luck, and two rows of black-armored cavalry roared past, and the more than a dozen Qing soldiers who were much looser disappeared with them.

Yang Qiu, who had escaped death, looked in horror at the position where he had just stood, and now there were only ownerless war horses left, and their masters had all rolled to the ground. Only one scout was still struggling to get on his horse, and he raised his right arm blankly, looking at the broken wrist, as if he could not accept the fact that his right hand was gone. There were three or four more shocking wounds on the body of this Qing scout, one of which was in the abdomen. When a ranger staggered by just now, the sharp saber was carried from the abdomen of the Qing soldier to the ribs, and the high-speed blade cut the Qing army's uniform, like cutting through a paper pocket, causing the contents to fall out.

Yang Qiu stared at the breach of the pocket, as if it was a human intestine, falling out of the human body, and the blood seemed to be splashed out of the barrel, dyeing half of the horse's body red, and then poured it on the ground.

The scout struggled to raise his eyes, his gaze retracted from the broken wrist, and threw himself at Yang Qiu, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something to his lord, but he couldn't make a final sound, and rolled off the saddle with his head tilted, his limbs spread out into a large character, and lay down with the other cavalrymen.

……

"It's worse than Li Guoying's standard camp, this reaction speed is too slow." Although the Rangers were a newly formed unit, and many of them were Mongol-trained recruits, Song Weishen and several officers had served in the Three Walls. After being drafted into the Rangers, these officers were required to learn the art of fighting on their own with the Mongols. Although the Mongolian instructors were all defeated in the Battle of Gaoyou Lake, after fighting with them, Song Weishen quickly put away his contempt as well as other officers, if it was not a queue of horse fighting, neither of them would have been able to beat a former Praetorian Guard, and the outstanding personal skills of the other party made the Sichuan army have to admire.

The rangers on both sides separately routed the opposing cavalry and completed the closure behind the Qing army. The opposing cavalry no longer existed, and now the Ming army could attack the opposing infantry without any scruples.

When the Ming troops on the two wings outflanked from the left and right just now, the three hundred Qing infantry obviously shrank inward, and the Qing soldiers in the outer circle no longer looked ahead, but followed the gallop of the Ming army's horse team, and some people's eyes stopped at the cavalry that were killed in the blink of an eye and couldn't take their eyes off. And just when Song Weishen turned around to assess the threat of the opponent's lineup, he saw that the Qing army's position that had shrunk towards the center suddenly expanded rapidly to the two wings, and the enemy soldiers in the center desperately pushed their companions and squeezed to both sides.

Although there is a cloud in the art of war: do not invite the banner of righteousness and the master of the unstruck.

However, these hundreds of green battalions were obviously far away from the dignified division, and after the friendly troops successfully outflanked the enemy from both flanks, the Ming cavalry in the center found that the other side still did not form the tightest formation, or took out a large number of spears against the cavalry. Therefore, the cavalry in the center also began to accelerate, and when Song Weishen turned back, the Ming cavalry in the center had just entered the sprint speed.

The lack of close formation allowed the Qing soldiers to instinctively retreat backwards or left and right, and soon they began to push each other, and when the Ming army rushed in front of them, those Qing soldiers who had not had time to escape from the attack range fell to the ground in despair to avoid the rushing horses and flying sabers.

There were also some people who were slow to react, they didn't bend down in time when the Ming army rushed over, and the Ming army who was sprinting at high speed didn't have time to choose a target, but naturally swung their swords at the most striking enemies. Sixty cavalry rode through the center of the Qing army's formation, and all those who did not lie down with their heads in their hands were cut down by the sabers of the Ming army.

At the same time as the Qing army's position exploded, Song Weishen commanded the front team to launch a second charge, stepping through the center of the two wings of the Qing army that had been cut open. After the two ravages, the remaining Qing soldiers also scattered and fled, and the Ming army no longer maintained formation but scattered in pursuit.

"Those who descend will not die!"

The shouts of the Ming army resounded on the battlefield. Yang Qiu was hiding under the belly of his horse, and when the Ming army rushed over for the second time just now, he jumped off his horse and dodged down, and the galloping horses did not ram his mount but trampled on both sides. Just to the left of Yang Qiu, a Qing soldier curled up in a ball, trying to cover himself with a shield, but the shield was trampled down by the iron hooves of the Ming army, and the soldiers below couldn't even exhale the pain, twitching on the ground and making a slight snort.

A green battalion soldier who defeated this battalion in front of him, Yang Qiu knew very well that this was not an opponent he could fight against at all. The most powerful army that Yang Qiu knew was the Governor of Shandong, and the guards of the Governor Zu were also well-armored, and when he passed by his station, Yang Qiu was still envious and jealous for a while. However, even the Governor did not cause a strong sense of oppression to Yang Qiu - today is simply a battle between an adult and a three-year-old child.

"Descend early!"

Another shout sounded not far away, and Yang Qiu came out from under the horse's belly, and there were no subordinates standing around him. Some people really can't get up, and more people don't dare to get up, for fear of becoming a target for the enemy.

"Surrender!" Yang Qiu knelt on the ground, quickly pulled out the weapon from the scabbard and threw it away, and then raised his hands: "A good man spares his life." ”

"Where did the Shandong people get the cavalry?" Although he had lost the will to resist, Yang Qiu had not completely lost his curiosity, and was full of puzzlement: "How can they have so many armor horses?" ”