"Crash it over, and then what?" the knight asked.
Guo Ning raised his iron gun, pointed at the white paper behind him, and said no more.
The white paper has been standing there for a while, and the knights all know what it means. Now, they saw Guo Ning's actions, so everyone's eyes lit up, and then they showed enthusiasm.
In the ongoing war, the Mongolian army has become stronger and stronger.
The most intuitive thing is the number of armored stomachs they are equipped with. The Mongolians swarming in front of them are all wearing fine armored stomachs and holding extremely sharp weapons. Some of them were captured from the treasury of the Jin State, and many were plundered and taken to the grassland. Made by craftsmen.
Their physiques are also much stronger than the herdsmen Guo Ning saw on the grasslands in his early years. They have rosy faces and thick bodies. In addition, decades of uninterrupted fighting on the grasslands have given them rich battlefield experience. With powerful fighting skills, each of them is a fearsome warrior, and together they form a powerful army.
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But Ding Haijun has also changed.
Just as the Mongolian army was a war machine built with the resources of the entire grassland, the Ding navy also exhausted the huge resources from Shandong, Liaodong and even the sea at every moment in terms of equipment, training, combat cooperation and even the treatment of its soldiers.
More importantly, the mentality of the soldiers changed.
Guo Ning still remembered that when he first gathered soldiers and horses at the Xiangjunhe camp, everyone thought that the Mongols were coming and had no courage to confront them head-on. Their first reaction was to move and escape. However, after the soldiers defeated the Mongolian army again and again, their fighting spirit and spirit had risen to an unprecedented level.
The soldiers gradually became able to look upon the Mongols as equals, no longer thinking that the Mongols were invincible, but merely positioning them as a newly rising barbarian nation.
This barbaric nation relied on plunder and massacre to take advantage of the Party members and Jurchens. But they couldn't take advantage of Han'er or Ding Haijun.
The officers and soldiers of the Ding Navy lost everything under the chaotic military and political governance of the Jin Kingdom, and then regained everything under the wings of Guo Ning. They would never allow their lives to be destroyed a second time, and they would never allow the bright future they imagined to be disturbed by the Mongols.
Ambassador Guo Xuan just said that he wanted to kill a Tatar chief with a surname. Everyone followed and charged and killed without having time to think carefully. They estimated that the target that could be chosen by the envoy was probably a captain of ten thousand men.
But now, everyone understood.
That tall nine-shaped white silk banner is standing upright in front! The Tatar Khan's name is Temujin, the culprit who has launched wars in the past few years and caused blood feuds for almost every soldier, right there!
The army has retreated rapidly in the past two days, and everyone is feeling a little frustrated. Many soldiers who arrived from the central army and the rear team knew that the situation behind them was beyond control, and they were a little panicked. But at this time, the soldiers no longer had any negative emotions. Instead, everyone was enveloped in surprise.
Guo Ning did not shout any more orders, but everyone seemed to be on fire. Their hearts were beating wildly, their whole bodies were hot, and their blood was turning into flowing magma.
Hit it! Crush these obstructive Mongolians in front of you! We are in a hurry and want to kill the Tatar Khan!
Kill the Tatar Khan and we will win this battle! This is an unprecedented victory that I can brag about for a lifetime!
The Tiefutu knights around Guo Ning are also regarded as a preparatory path to officer status, so the members are constantly adjusted. But the training they received was the same. No matter it was windy or rainy, cold in winter or hot or hot, their training never slackened, and they were always honing their ability to attack and break formations head-on.
Occasionally, some people feel that with the rise of the Mongols, this heavy cavalry assault strategy derived from the Jurchens is somewhat out of date. In the previous field battles between the Jin Army and the Mongols, the Mongols often flew kites with light cavalry far away, and the iron pagoda knights ran in vain, unable to even catch up with the enemy's shadow. In the long run, there will inevitably be fewer and fewer opportunities to use this kind of tactics.
After spending so much time and energy to practice this skill, is it still useful?
They all know it now.
This is useful, because Guo Ning can be said to be the best general in the world today who is good at frontal impact of cavalry. At the same time, he is also the best at creating opportunities for his side to have a frontal impact with his cavalry and win a decisive battle!
Hit it! Hit it!
The Mongolian cavalry is capable of outflanking, flanking, and running, so the weapons they are equipped with are mainly bows and knives. Among them there are also knights who use long weapons and wear heavy armor. Their main task is to penetrate the enemy's gaps and tear apart the enemy's formation after the light cavalry disrupts the enemy's formation with bows and arrows.
The combat objectives and combat methods of the naval cavalry are completely opposite to those of the Mongols.
They followed the desperate attack style of the Jurchens when they rose up, and they also had the equipment to match. They wore fine armor cast by craftsmen from the Central Plains, and rode tall horses from Liaodong that were good at sprinting. More than half of them were armed with iron spears and spears that were most suitable for charging.
As they gradually adjusted their formation and formed a sharp-edged formation, a row of iron spears held straight in front of the formation suddenly came out. The head of the gun reflected the sunlight, like a huge iron dragon roaring close to the ground, and stretched out its five brilliant claws forward!
The Mongolians shrouded in five claws could not help but show fear.
In the past few years, this timid army, which belongs directly to Genghis Khan, has almost forgotten what fear is. They felt satisfied when plundering, and they were eager to kill in battle. They felt that in the vast land under the blue sky, everyone could only cry in despair when facing the power of the Mongolian army.
But now they are the ones about to wail.
Zha Balhuo asked the knights to come forward, block the way of Ding Haijun's heavy cavalry, and then entangle them. Experienced Mongolians almost subconsciously refused when they heard this order. All because this is not what the Mongols are good at at all, but the strongest point that they have learned over time by using their own shortcomings to withstand the enemy. But they also know that Genghis Khan is behind them, and no matter how difficult this task is, they must complete it!
The Mongols put away their bows and arrows, held various weapons in hand, and bravely moved forward to fight.
But the navy cavalry is faster and more powerful!
The iron dragon hit it and swung out its five claws. The officers and soldiers of the Ding Navy roared in unison, as if an iron dragon had fired a thunderbolt!
At this moment, the spear tip pierced the body, the iron spear was stained with blood, and the blade and the enemy's armor and stomach burst at the same time. There were Mongolians who were thrust into the air by iron spears, and there were also war horses that passed through dense enemy formations, leaving only half of the knight's body on their backs. And more Tiefutu knights urged their horses to advance. Wherever they went, broken limbs and arms flew everywhere. Their horses neighed and trampled the Mongolian knights who landed on the ground to death.
The blood mist rose repeatedly, and a layer of the Mongolians in front was cut off almost instantly, revealing the centurions and nobles responsible for command behind them. The Tiefutu cavalry in the front row were also sparse, and the cavalry in the rear row urged their horses forward from the gap to continue the conflict.
Alihan, the eldest son of Zhabal Fire Lord, widened his eyes and danced the scimitar in his hand wildly with all his skills. This kind of cavalry hedging scene is very rare. Under normal circumstances, Mongolian knights are willing to use their skills, but instinctively avoid this type of fighting that relies solely on brute force. Not to mention people, even their horses would take the initiative to avoid too fierce collisions.
But these are not normal times. We have a reason to do this, but what we are facing is Ding Haijun who is charging like crazy! Now that we have fought such a bad battle, if we want to save our lives, we must not only have excellent martial arts skills, but also have the luck of God's care!
Alihan swung his scimitar sideways, trying hard to deflect the diagonal spear, then leaned forward and slashed at an iron pagoda knight with his sword.
But the opponent didn't dodge at all, he just twisted his waist slightly to let the vital point pass, and raised his hand. The scimitar passed over his arm guard, drawing a series of sparks.
In the blink of an eye, two knights passed each other. Alihan cursed and pulled the reins hard, trying to sit upright on the horse again. Unexpectedly, another cavalryman passed by, raised his hand and pierced the horse's neck with his spear.
This time, I used so much strength that the tip of the spear penetrated from the opposite side of my neck. It was so deep that I couldn't pull it out. The cavalryman loosened his grip, took out the iron bone flower from the saddle and waved it, and continued to ride forward.
The blood of the war horse spurted out from the two wounds made by the spear at the same time. Alihan was brought down by the war horse and his thigh was pressed. He was putting his hands on the ground, trying to struggle, when a group of Ding Haijun's infantry came running out of nowhere. They came up and swung their swords randomly, cutting several bloody wounds on Alihan's body.
A foot soldier strode forward, holding a knife in both hands, intending to chop off Alihan's head directly.
Unexpectedly, when he got close, Alihan suddenly took out the dagger from his waist and stabbed him desperately at the place under his belly that was not protected by the armor and stomach. The foot soldier screamed when he took the first stab. When Alihan stabbed him a few more times, he collapsed and became motionless.
The other infantrymen jumped up in anger, swung their long knives and slashed wildly, almost cutting Alihan into several pieces.
The fireman Zha Bala was riding his Xixia camel, which was one foot or two feet high, and was smashing it left and right with his long spear. Suddenly, when he glanced at the tragic death of his eldest son, he became furious and urged the camel to rush in that direction.
