Chapter 1137 The Great War will surely be written in the history books

More and more wolf cavalry gradually regained their courage, because they found that the attacking Han people had no backup! Only the seven or eight thousand troops appeared, and it was difficult to even withdraw after attacking the baggage camp. At this time, how could the wolf cavalry give up such a good opportunity?

General Wang Ting, who was in command of the Chinese army, was also furious, and such a small number of men and horses dared to launch such a fierce attack on his team, and he was actually frightened. If he didn't kill all these Han soldiers, it would be difficult for him to calm the anger in his heart.

Facing the wolf cavalry that had already surrounded them, the soldiers of the Black Flag Army who were guarding the enemy's baggage camp knew that it was time for a desperate battle. Chu Feiyun now finally understands why Song regretted saying that he let them hold on for at least half an hour. In less than half an hour, it is impossible for all the enemy's ranks to be mobilized.

And if you want to destroy the enemy in one battle, you can't let the enemy's extremely fast cavalry scatter.

Song Ziregret didn't lie to them, Song Ziregret made it very clear from the beginning, and asked them to hold on for at least half an hour. And in order to ensure that the enemy would be attracted over, he would not be given too many troops, only six folding battalions.

The only advantage now was that with the help of the wagons of the baggage battalion, the soldiers could avoid being shot by the enemy's arrows as much as possible.

"Brethren!"

Chu Feiyun shouted with the greatest strength, trying his best to let more people hear his voice: "Today's battle!" These have plagued our homeland for the end of the Mengyuan Tartars for all these years! And if you want to succeed, the key is in us! General Song said, let us hold on for at least half an hour! Then we can't let General Song and the enemy look down on us! Even if you die, you have to die like a man who stands up to the sky! ”

With a single sword, he slashed a feathered arrow, picked up a spear with his backhand, and threw it out, knocking one of the wolf horsemen at the front from his horse.

"If one day, our children and grandchildren ask who gave them a quiet and happy life, and those who are still alive can pat their chests and say loudly, it's my mother's son! I also want to tell others for my brothers who died in battle, that without those who died, there would be no good life for you! ”

He turned and flashed a scimitar that had been cut off from the horse's back, and the knife stabbed backwards into the horse's belly, and the slimy entrails and the foul-smelling blood hula suddenly spurted out of the horse's belly, and the horse fell to the ground with a wail. The wolf cavalry on horseback was thrown far away, and before he could stand up, his head was cut off by another Black Flag soldier.

"We're soldiers!"

Chu Feiyun cut off the front hooves of a war horse with a knife, and the wolf cavalry on horseback jumped down before the horse fell, and before he could land, Chu Feiyun stabbed him into the lower abdomen, and directly threw his body backwards. Chu Feiyun couldn't beat it, and stepped on the skull of the wolf cavalry, and with a poof, the skull and leather helmet deflated at the same time, and blood flowed out of the eye sockets that squeezed out the eyeballs.

"Over the years, how many people have scolded us for being soldiers behind their backs, and they have scolded us for any ugly words, but when they come to the battlefield, it is still up to us to protect them!"

Chu Feiyun roared: "Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, as long as we soldiers stand in front of them, it should be a big mountain!" ”

He unloaded half of the shoulder of a wolf cavalryman with a single sword, and kicked the mutilated corpse of the enemy out with another kick: "Today, we are this mountain!" ”

On the hillside

Song Ziregret saw that the brigade of the wolf cavalry army had surrounded Chu Feiyun's team from all directions, and he turned his head sharply and shouted: "Put the cannon!" All the army is attacking! ”

He pulled out the long knife at his waist and was the first to rush forward: "Tell the people of the firearms battalion to shoot all the shells for Lao Tzu before Lao Tzu's men and horses rush down the hillside!" ”

When a literati shouted this sentence to Lao Tzu to light up the cannonballs, he was so fierce!

Perhaps the Mengyuan people who were defeated this time did not expect that what happened to their ancestors would be repeated to them. More than 200 years ago, when the Great Sui was founded, the Great Khan of Mengyuan and Yang Jian, the Taizu Emperor of the Great Sui, also had a great war on this land that affected later generations.

It was precisely because of this great war that Meng Yuan did not invade the Central Plains for more than 200 years.

In that battle, the elite Han infantry actually inflicted heavy losses on the wolf cavalry of the Mengyuan people without superiority, and the number of casualties was far less than that of the Mengyuan people. From the beginning of this battle, the Mengyuan people paid attention to the array combat of the Han people. It was also from this battle that the Yang family's royal family decided to raise the land in the northwest and use it as a battlefield.

Today, it's happening again.

The Black Flag Army, which was significantly smaller than the Mengyuan people, looked like a down-and-out refugee, and smashed the wolf cavalry to pieces. After the firearms battalion had used up all the shells, Song Ziregret, a scholar, rushed to the front and killed the chaotic wolf cavalry.

"General!"

His guards grabbed him: "Leave the charge to us!" You don't know martial arts, what if there is a mistake! ”

"You dodge!"

Song regretted pushing the guards away: "Chu Feiyun led his brothers to bleed hard, although I don't know martial arts, and my strength is thin, but I also have a lot of blood!" If I die in battle with my brothers today, I will be able to drink and talk with them under the Nine Springs. If I shrank back today, I would have no face to fill in the new graves of my dead brothers! ”

Poof, at this moment, a wolf cavalry who didn't know where to break in from a knife slashed at Song Ziregret's back, if it weren't for the heavy armor on Song Ziregret's body, this knife would have been able to knock out his vertebrae. Even so, the force on the scimitar shook him and he fell forward.

Song regretted struggling to stand up, roared and pounced, and his two arms held the waist of the wolf cavalryman and knocked him down. Mo said that he didn't know how to kill, he almost never even fought. Although he had many troops when he was in Ping'an County, he had never charged into battle like today.

He just hugged the wolf cavalry and fell, but he didn't know what to do next. Fortunately, the wolf cavalry shook off the scimitar in his hand when he fell to the ground, otherwise he would have been very lucky. Those guards were startled when they saw this, rushed over and pulled Song Ziregret up, and then split the wolf cavalry into pieces.

Song regretted stumbling to find his horizontal knife, picking it up and rushing forward.

His guards went up to save him, but he would not retreat even if he died. The guards had no choice, so they protected it in the middle and rushed forward. This may be a rare scene since ancient times, every time there is a big battle, it is the most courageous general in the army who rushes to the front to fight the enemy. But today, at the forefront is a powerless scholar.

Because of this, the soldiers of the Black Flag Army went crazy one by one, roaring and rushing forward. This Black Flag Army, which has been running around for several months without rest since leaving Yishui, and has even run out of water and food, burst out all the potential in their bodies at this moment.

"Hurry up and save Chu Feiyun!"

Song regretted vomiting blood in his mouth, and in the end, if it weren't for his personal guards supporting him, it would have been difficult to move. Rushing forward in the crowd, even with the protection of his own guards, he still received two more blows on his body. The heaviest thing was a wolf rider general just now, and the mace in his hand smashed into his chest, which almost shattered his heart guards.

At this time, Song regretted himself, and his face looked so white and terrifying.

"Kill!"

Who said that scholars are unethical?

The soldiers were infected and attacked without fear of death. The wolf cavalry, which was already in a scattered formation, was shattered by the impact, and the loss of contact between the front team and the rear team caused panic among the wolf cavalry who were attacked by the Chinese army. In order to stabilize the team, General Wang Ting, who led the Chinese army, personally led the troops to attack the main general who planned to kill the Han people, but when he rushed closer, he was actually startled by what he saw.

The weak man, who could fall at any time, was supported to attack. Even if his legs didn't have the strength to stand up straight, he still kept walking.

Won't stop.

"Kill him! He must be killed! ”

General Wang Ting was as if he had seen a devil, and his face changed color in fright. A voice in his heart told him that he had to kill this Han general. So he rushed forward with his own soldiers, but the crowd was dense, and the speed advantage of the war horse could not be brought into play at all.

Seeing that he was about to squeeze in front of the Han general, the sound of a torrential rain falling on the lotus leaves came, and General Wang Ting, who had more than a dozen clouds of blood mist bursting out of his body, fell off his horse. About seven or eight hundred soldiers of the firearms battalion, infected by the blood of their comrades, rushed forward with firearms.

After a burst of shooting, General Wang Ting died in such an unknown way

Song Ziregret that the number of men and horses under his subordinates was not large, and the military order issued to him at the beginning was not to find the Mengyuan people for a decisive battle. Fang Xie told him that you should watch and fight the battle in the northwest by yourself, but you must not lose. If Fang Xie was here, he would not have thought that Song Ziregret would actually fight in such a way.

All the blood is already boiling, and all the murderous aura is spreading.

Maybe only Song Ziregret knows how strong the flame in his heart is, and in Ping'an County, he remembers the burning, killing and looting of the Mengyuan people in his heart. Those unjust souls under the scimitar are all living in his mind. He has been waiting for today's battle from the moment he led the troops, just for this home called the Central Plains.

Just for the sake of those dead fathers and fellow villagers.

"Cut the flag!"

The shaky Song Ziregret shouted hoarsely, and the horizontal knife in his hand trembled and pointed to the banner of General Wang Ting.

His own battalion rushed forward with a roar, and overturned the wolf cavalry in front of him as if he were chopping melons and vegetables. Those wolf cavalry have been frightened by these red-eyed Han people, where is there still a little bit of wolf cavalry pride that has lasted for more than a thousand years? The banner embroidered with the wolf's head was cut down, and cheers rang out.

For the wolf cavalry, the cheer was like the final blow that broke their minds.

Defeated

Utterly defeated.

This wolf cavalry, which became confused after entering the northwest, finally lost in the fighting spirit. In someone else's homeland, they can't find the courage they once had. With a clear superiority in numbers and all cavalry, the wolf cavalry was defeated in a humiliating way. This battle will also leave a strong mark in the history books, just like the battle of Emperor Taizu Yang Jian in the northwest of the Great Sui Dynasty. It was even heavier than that battle, when Yang Jian was expanding his territory, and this battle was for revenge.

I don't know who was the first to throw away the scimitar in his hand, lying on the ground trembling and begging for mercy.

This is a plague that spreads like a bamboo in the Mengyuan army.