Chapter 165: Ming Dynasty Mobile Warfare

Chapter 165: Ming Dynasty Mobile Warfare

Chapter 165: Ming Dynasty Mobile Warfare

Outside the Liaowangzhai, the sky was covered with thick smoke.

It was not known whether the sunlight was unable to penetrate the haze, or was unwilling to peek into the battlefield that had just experienced a great war, immersing the earth in a depressing and gloomy atmosphere.

The pungent smell of blood and burning flesh filled the air, making people sick. Pain and death were solidified in the air.

The battlefield was littered with broken weapons and battle flags, telling of the brutality of the war.

The corpses of the war horses lay in disorder on the ground, their eyes still frozen with the final look of fear and despair.

Some of the grassland people who came to the aid of Liaowangjun fell in a pool of blood, dying with their eyes open.

Some were crushed by the hooves of war horses, their limbs were mutilated and their faces could not be recognized.

The wails of the wounded continued.

They either lost their limbs or were seriously injured, their faces twisted in pain, begging for help.

However, on this battlefield, help often comes too late or even fails to arrive at all.
Some grassland people who had lived in the battlefield for a long time fell to the ground and took out their daggers very skillfully and ended their lives happily.
So that he wouldn't spend the rest of his life lying on a sickbed, being laughed at by others, or being mocked and laughed at by these royal soldiers.

A young grassland man named Alang lay on the ground with his eyes wide open.

His lower body had been trampled to pieces by the warhorse, and blood was gushing out of his mouth.
His waist seemed to be broken and his body could no longer move, but he was still alive.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, despair appeared on Alang's face.
Those people in the royal court were too powerful. They were invincible with their armor and swords. They were no match for them.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. A warhorse was trampling past him. He blinked his eyes in despair.

He could already foresee his own fate, being trampled to death by horse hooves.
But as he waited, the warhorse galloped past, and the splashing blood was about to drown him, but the horse's hooves still did not fall, making him gradually anxious.

Death is not scary, what is scary is the anxious waiting before death.

At this moment, his ears moved slightly.

I heard a shout, the voice sounded a bit haggard, as if it was from someone quite old.

"Charge forward to the left and defeat the cavalry on the right wing. Don't linger in the fight, retreat quickly."

"Straight ahead!! Straight ahead to prevent the enemy from counterattacking. Retreat!! Retreat, let Ma Dake retreat. What are you standing there for?"

The sound was getting closer and closer. Ah Lang lay on the ground, trying to move his eyes.
When he squeezed his eyes to the far left,
Finally, with the faint residual light, he saw the figures of about ten soldiers of the royal court.

The man who was shouting was not riding on a warhorse, but standing on a saddle, which made him much taller than the people around him.

He also held a long tube in his hand, which he placed before his eyes.

What is that? Ah Lang doesn't know.

Ah Lang observed carefully. There were more than ten soldiers holding banners around the man.
Whenever a military order was issued, the flags would wave vigorously.
A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Alang's eyes. This man should be the commander of the royal army.

A trace of regret flashed through his mind. He couldn't move now, otherwise it would be a great achievement if he killed this Ming man.

Suddenly, he heard another slightly younger voice:

"Zhang Yu, come down quickly, it's dangerous up there.
Those grassland people in Marshal Duoyan's mansion deal with the Beishan wild people all day long, and they are excellent archers. "

"Sir, it's hard to see from down there. The enemies are increasing in number.

We must defeat one of them as soon as possible, otherwise if the Liao King joins them, it will be difficult to deal with them. "

"What's the situation now? We only have this good telescope, so we have to be careful."

Ah Lang listened quietly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Telescope? Something that can see a thousand miles away? No wonder they seemed to know our arrangements.

Isn't the man standing on the horse the commander? There's an elder above him? Isn't he even more powerful?"

Ah Lang was shocked. He didn't understand the twists and turns.

He was just an ordinary young man from Huining, who was drafted into the Liaowang County to fight against the royal soldiers who surrounded the Liaowang Village.

Before today, he had never even touched a long sword, so the result was predictable.

The hundred-man team he was in was defeated by the elite troops of the royal court in just one encounter, and he was the only one in the entire team still alive.

Ah Lang sighed, his eyes empty.

Thinking of his elderly mother at home and his newly robbed wife,

I don’t know how they will live after I die. I hope Lord Huining will treat them well.

Ah Lang felt that he must be in pain considering his appearance.

But now he could not feel the pain, or even the existence of his body.

It made him feel like a head lying on the battlefield.

Taking his time out of his thoughts, Ah Lang stopped thinking about his body and focused on listening to the tactical arrangements made by the king's court.
The adult's name seems to be Zhang Yu, which sounds a bit like a Ming Dynasty name.

Zhang Yu's voice kept ringing, and the entire chaotic battle situation was being decomposed like peeling off silk threads from a cocoon.

Ah Langzhong blinked his eyes, and some understanding came to him.
It turns out that in the eyes of adults, the battlefield has a certain appearance, not a mess.

“Sir, in the front battlefield, the two hundred cavalrymen led by Ma Dake have penetrated two hundred feet into the battle formation and have just retreated.

A little further away, the infantry of King Huining had already made preparations.
There are many spears standing like a mountain, just waiting for us to charge at them and not fall into their trap.

The central battlefield was in chaos. The terrain there was not good.

The cavalry can't accumulate momentum and get mixed up with the infantry. This won't work."

As he was listening, Zhang Yu's voice suddenly became louder, as if he was shouting in the distance:

"Ji Hu, why are you still entangled with them? Half of the cavalry will dismount and fight on foot, and push them back.
The remaining cavalry should not sit idle, run, run!!
Look for opportunities and break through the defense line in one fell swoop!!

Are you afraid that they can't see you when you fight with the grassland people on horseback?

"Zhang Yu, don't get excited, don't get excited, everyone on the grassland has heard it!"

Ah Lang blinked his eyes with a cunning look, and he indeed listened while lying on the ground.

At this time, the battlefield in the distance changed. More than a hundred soldiers who received the military order did not hesitate at all and just dismounted from their horses.
He drew out his long sword and the shield attached to the saddle, and rushed towards the timid grassland soldiers in front of him.

"Yes, yes, that's it.
You are wearing the best armor, and the enemy has no armor, cut them down, push the line back,
Horsemen, prepare to charge,
Defeat them in one fell swoop, and then everyone mounts their horses and retreats!!"

When Ah Lang heard the sound, he suddenly became anxious and wanted to go and see what was happening on the battlefield.
But he could only move his eyes, so he couldn't see there.

But according to Zhang Yu, the people of Wang Ting should have broken through the battle formation.

Ah Lang sighed silently.

Their superiors would only let them charge forward, while the superiors in the royal court would command the soldiers to fight.
He knows who is strong and who is weak.

"Sir, we can't let our guard down in the rear. Our logistics and reserve forces must be ready at all times.

If something unexpected happens on the front line and they can't hold on, they will have to take the lead.

Also, be on guard against the Liao King's troops. We've been fighting for several days, but he's still hiding inside! ! "

"Don't worry, don't worry. I just checked the fortifications and they are very safe." A young voice sounded.

"Sir, Chi Lin's sneak attack on the left battlefield failed.

Marshal Duo Yan has a plan. He has prepared a cavalry unit and Chi Lin is chasing after them. "

After Zhang Yu finished describing the battlefield situation, he began to roar, as if conveying military orders to the distance:

"Chi Lin, find an opportunity to escape from the battlefield.
Then he rushed into the central battlefield to cover Ji Hu's retreat, and killed the grassland people who chased him! ! "

More than a dozen messengers repeated Zhang Yu's words in unison.

The role of the loudspeaker was fully revealed at this moment. The sound was long-lasting and soon reached Chi Lin's ears.

His eyes fixed, and he swung the long sword in his hand.
He immediately gave up the pursuit and headed towards the grassland people pouring out from the central battlefield.

Dust was flying, the sound of horses' hooves was deafening, they raised their weapons high and shouted loudly!

The two armies finally collided, weapons clashed, horses neighed, and flesh and blood collided and fell on the battlefield.

There is only one result for the charging cavalry against the infantry, and that is to crush them openly and leave a pile of corpses.

Ah Lang lay on the ground, blinked his eyes, listened to the loud noise, and understood something.

These royal court officials have loud voices and can issue military orders by shouting.

Let the royal court soldiers who were fighting quickly change their formation and rush into another battlefield from one battlefield in an instant.

Unfortunately, the Huining people had to use messengers and flags to convey military orders.
That's too slow, not nearly as fast as this.

"If only my voice was this loud, I could hide in the back and help the adults shout, and I wouldn't die."

Ah Lang was thinking this, and soon he heard Zhang Yu's excited roar. "Yes, yes, yes! Damn it, that's it, kill those bastards,

Ji Hu, you idiot, why are you retreating now? Turn around and charge with Chi Lin, kill through the enemy formation and exit from the left side."

"Zhang Yu, keep your voice down, the enemy can hear us!" the young voice sounded anxiously again.

"Sir, it's okay. Those grassland people are too slow to pass orders. They won't move without military orders.

By the time the military order arrives, the daylilies will be cold. This trumpet is really a good thing, it can be used to bully the grassland people. "

Zhang Yu stood on his warhorse, leaning forward.
Holding the telescope in his left hand, he squeezed one eye.
The other hand held the trumpet and placed it in front of his mouth, and huge sounds rang out from time to time, full of excitement.

He used to be the Privy Councilor of the Yuan Dynasty, and was always criticized for being only good at talking on paper.

But with these two things, fighting a war can surprisingly become so easy, just like a sand table simulation, your words and orders can be fulfilled.

Beside him, Wu Fuliu's expression also turned strange.
In previous battles with the King of Liao, they had used an entire army to charge into the battle formation, with trumpets and telescopes being at most auxiliary.

But now, the troops of King Huining and Marshal Duoyan have arrived, and the battlefield is in chaos.
Telescopes and loudspeakers allow them to stay outside the battlefield and see everything clearly, and convey military orders in the first place!

Even though the battlefield was becoming more and more chaotic, the fighting was becoming more and more methodical.
Two thousand people were leading nearly four thousand people by the nose, like they were walking a dog.

Moreover, Wu Fuliu raised his head slightly. This Zhang Yu was really an expert in marching and fighting.
The chaotic battle formation can be commanded in an orderly manner and can also come up with many unexpected strategies.

After the battlefield became chaotic, the battle was commanded by Zhang Yu, who was responsible for guarding the Liao King's camp.

Now it seems that this decision was absolutely correct.

At this time, Zhang Yu's voice came again:

"Sir, the battlefield on the right has been in a stalemate.
King Huining used his troops steadily, with his cavalry and infantry huddled together. We had no chance.

Once we make a breakthrough on the right front, the situation will change completely."

Wu Fuliu looked towards the battlefield on the right, where King Huining was advancing step by step, as if he was going to set up camp, and there was no way to break through for the time being.

He thought for a while and said, "Don't rush to seek a breakthrough. Just rely on twists and turns to slowly kill their young and strong men.

This time, they should have brought all their assets to support us."

"Retreat, retreat, they retreat!"

Zhang Yu's voice suddenly became urgent, and he shouted:
"Chase, chase, chase. Send out the entire army. Chase and kill their young and strong men. Cut off their upper bodies!"

The next moment, the fierce neighing of war horses sounded, and the ground beside them was shaking a little bit.

Ah Lang, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, knowing that the majority of the royal court had begun to charge.
His racing thoughts calmed down completely. This battle that had lasted for half a day was finally coming to an end.

There was a look of satisfaction in Alang's eyes. The eavesdropping just now made him feel as if he had become one of the adults in the royal court, commanding the battle.

"The soldiers of the royal court are really powerful!"

Suddenly, Alang's eyes widened as he realized something.
"Grassland people? Why do these adults in the royal court call us grassland people? Aren't they the same?"

At this moment, a loud noise came to Alang's ears.
The front hoof of the warhorse brushed past his ear, and the hind hoof of the warhorse also stepped on top of his head.
The dirt and blood on the horse's hooves dripped onto his face, and the pungent smell of dirt and blood hit him in the face.

It was getting dark in front of his eyes. The hoof was only three inches away from his nose. The moment it landed, that would be the moment of his death.

But Alang's thoughts seemed to slow down in an instant, and he recalled what they had said in his mind.

And the sharp swords of the royal soldiers, and the armor that had never been seen before.
Ah Lang suddenly felt that he was smart.
His eyes widened little by little, and he figured it out.

The people in front of us are not the remnants of the royal court, but Ming people!

Only the wise have such hard armor and such sharp swords.

Even though the horse's hoof on his head was getting closer and closer, he was getting closer and closer to death.

But there was a bright light flashing in Ah Lang's eyes.
He became smarter and realized the truth of the battlefield. Although he had no way to express it, it was enough.

clatter..
"Puch."

The warhorse's hooves landed heavily on Ah Lang's face, leaving a huge dent, making his facial features unclear. The huge force plunged him into darkness and made him lose consciousness.

Da da da.
The horses' hooves kept coming one after another.

Even though the head is the hardest bone, it was crushed to pieces by being stepped on again and again.

The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant. After the troops of Prince Huining and Marshal Duoyan lost several key points,

They were beaten back step by step, and now they were on the verge of collapse.

Only after leaving behind more than a thousand corpses did they retreat to their original defensive positions.

The scouts of the front army also retreated little by little and sounded the call to action.

Zhang Yu, holding the telescope and the loudspeaker, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down. With a smile on his face, he handed the telescope back to Wu Fuliu:

"Sir, it's another great victory. The casualties in this battle were very few. We killed at least 1,300 enemies and wounded countless others.
But these soldiers don’t seem to be their elite troops, but rather they seem to be the men they captured and sent to die.”

Wu Fuliu took the telescope and smiled:

"It doesn't matter if he is a civilian or a strong man, as long as he takes a long sword to the battlefield, he is a soldier, and if he kills someone, he will get military merit!"

As soon as these words were spoken, more than a dozen soldiers around laughed, their eyes were enthusiastic. If it was military merit, the court would reward money, and it would be a great achievement!

Wu Fuliu looked at the battlefield ahead and sighed:
"Zhang Yu, you were previously transporting food and grass in the central army. It was really unfair to you. With your ability, you should be leading an army!"

Wu Fuliu showed admiration. He was not as old as Zhang Yu, and he was not as good as Zhang Yu in some military skills, including battle command.
It would be a waste of his talent to ask him to be his adjutant.

"Don't say that, sir. If you didn't trust me, I would never be able to fight so happily in my life."

Zhang Yu had a somewhat apologetic look on his face. He was an adjutant.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been cast aside long ago and would not have been given such an opportunity to be reused if he had stolen the limelight from his chief officer.

Wu Fuliu smiled, waved his hand casually, lowered his voice and moved closer:
"I tell you the truth, it is not my intention to command the war.
General Lu wanted to see what you are capable of, so he ordered me to give you more opportunities to make meritorious contributions.

We don't keep idle people in our front-line scout department. If you don't have the ability, you should just go back to where you came from.
But I didn't expect you to be so powerful. When the general comes in a few days,

I will certainly reward you well, and maybe you will have the opportunity to lead an army on your own."

Although the front army scouts have many capable people,

However, there are not many generals who can lead an army alone on the battlefield. With Zhang Yu's ability, he is more than capable of leading an army alone.

Wu Fuliu was also willing to help others achieve their goals.

He had seen General Lu rise to prominence, and knew that a true general could not be suppressed, and would rise to prominence as long as he got a chance.

Rather than causing unpleasantness, it is better to do a favor.

This was a skill he had just learned recently. Looking at Zhang Yu's appearance, Wu Fuliu felt that he was doing the right thing.

Zhang Yu on the warhorse was confused and shocked, with a faint gleam of water in his eyes.

A figure appeared in my mind, slightly younger, but with cold eyes.

Every time she glanced at him, he felt like he was being seen through.

"So it was General Lu's order."

Zhang Yu showed gratitude on his face, and his hands holding the reins kept exerting force, and his body was trembling slightly.
He joined the army at the age of sixteen, served under two dynasties and three emperors, and wasted thirty years without ever getting the chance to lead an army.
He was nearly fifty years old, had not achieved anything, and had no land to his name. He had already become disheartened.

Unexpectedly, his luck turned for the better and he was valued by his superiors and entrusted with important tasks.

Zhang Yu felt complicated and indescribable. He opened his eyes wide and blinked back and forth, trying to hide the tears in his eyes, but it was useless.

He simply stopped hiding it, looked at Wu Fuliu, clenched his fists, and said solemnly:

"Zhang Yu will never forget the kindness of General Lu and you, my Lord!"

"Hahaha!" Wu Fuliu laughed loudly, looked at Zhang Yu, then looked at the soldiers gathered around him, and said loudly:

"As long as the soldiers win, everything will be fine.
You can confidently display your abilities in the front scout unit.
Whether we stay or go in the future, we are brothers fighting side by side. General Lu and I, Wu, are willing to help you.

I wish you could do more work so I can have some free time."

After hearing this, the soldiers present all smiled and their eyes showed an undisguised urgency. They also wanted to make achievements and get promoted! !

"Okay, okay, let's retreat and take a short break.

Rotate the soldiers guarding the Liaowangzhai and prepare for the next attack on the enemy!"

Wu Fuliu's order was quickly issued, and the front army scouts withdrew from the battlefield little by little.

On a high mountain not far away, King Huining and Marshal Duoyan stood there, their faces silent and their hearts extremely heavy.

(End of this chapter)