"Throw the iron pear out." Old Zhong shouted loudly.
There was a jingling sound, and the people at the edge of the wedge formation dragged the sacks and threw the iron pears connected with thin iron chains between the two wedge formations.
The Mongolian horses couldn't run in the camp. They had to go around many camps, carts, hay piles, and people running around.
Correct
"Charge, charge up and chop them to death" Buono Taiji shouted loudly.
The Mongols all drew out their sabers in unison, a dazzling sight.
Old Zhong shouted: "Put the spear into the soil from the front, at an angle of 45 degrees. Lunge."
The impact is coming.
Because it was not on a plain, the Mongolian horses did not run, and the impact force was only about one-third of the normal.
The war horses in front of them collided violently, ignoring the densely packed halberds in front of them, their tips shining with cold light.
The Si brothers were at the tip of the wedge formation. They closed their eyes and waited patiently for the Mongols to hit them.
Their hearts were beating wildly and their adrenaline levels were racing.
It was the first time I faced a cavalry charge. If I said I wasn't afraid, that would be a lie.
Once hit, it would probably break bones even if he didn't vomit blood. However, the warlords in Duolun City are strict and no one dares to disobey orders.
It’s not just the fear of beheading, but the fear of implicating family members.
The government will take back the family's welfare benefits and land. This can be fatal.
They are all refugees. They would have probably starved to death in the drought last year and filled in the ravines.
Now that they have voted for the master, they suddenly have everything.
Land is available, houses are available, and job opportunities are available. When they see the light, they can no longer endure the darkness.
This is the rule here. The grassland is a world where the weak eat the strong. There is no need for the tears of the weak here. Only the strong are qualified to survive.
They would rather die fighting than lose everything to their families.
The Si brothers knew that if they died in the war, their families would receive generous pensions, and the orphans would be taken in as servants by their master, enter some kind of juvenile military academy, and become officers when they grow up.
Becoming an officer will have a bright future.
For the sake of my family and future generations, all these sacrifices are worth it.
However, the Mongols gave up at the last moment.
The expected impact did not come, and the Mongols called their bluff. He turned his horse's head and rushed through the middle of the two wedge formations.
There were bursts of angry shouts, and there was shouting and noise behind them.
The Si brothers opened their eyes and looked back.
On the side of the wedge-shaped square formation behind them, countless people turned to face the Mongolian cavalry on the side, shouted loudly, and raised their halberds.
The hook of the halberd stretched directly over to hook the joint of the horse's leg.
There is no good way to avoid the cavalry being attacked from the side.
There were human walls on both sides, and densely packed halberds stretched out like countless centipede claws.
The galloping war horses were staggered by the hooks of the halberds and rolled to the ground.
The sharp hook cuts through the muscles and joints of the horse's legs. The war horse fell to the ground screaming.
The halberd is more than three meters long, leaving a distance of five or six meters in the middle, which is prepared according to the length of the halberds on both sides.
Armored knights and war horses are very heavy. With the blessing of speed, their momentum is amazing. Once they fall, it will cause extremely serious consequences.
Many people's leg bones were broken, and some had their whole bodies crushed under them by the horses.
These Mongolian cavalry were all elite troops. They quickly separated some cavalry and moved up to both sides to kill the halberdiers.
The Mongolian Nuodun shouted, swung his saber, and slashed wildly left and right. Taiji was not far behind, and they had to fight their way through.
The knight in the middle was too far away to cut down the infantry because his saber was too short. They rushed forward intently. The cavalry on both sides were close, covering the breakout of the large troops, and used their sabers to chop down the infantry on their sides.
These infantrymen wore black cloth cloaks. With a slash of the knife, the hood of the cloak was cut open, revealing the beaked helmet inside. Sparks flew off the metal of the helmet when the blade struck.
Mongolian Nuodun took a breath of air.
This helmet is so weird. It is round with a protruding beak. There is also an erect horsehair-like and razor-like comb on the top.
After one blow, the helmet was intact and the people inside were not affected much at all.
The beheaded infantry ignored him at all, still holding on to the long pole and hooking the legs of the cavalry in the distance.
Nuodun saw that he could not cut off the helmet, and several horses were knocked down by this damn weird weapon. He picked up his saber and chopped off the infantryman's shoulders and neck.
Another series of sparks flying. The shoulders of the black cloak were completely chopped into pieces. Then the entire cloak slipped to the ground.
Nuodun was surprised to find that the infantryman's helmet had a circular beveled neck guard extending out from the bottom, directly covering the neck. Can't cut the neck at all.
The same goes for shoulders.
There are basically two pieces of shoulder armor that are formed in one piece. The curved upper surface can easily cut open the sword that is cut from above. The curved surface does not bear any force at all and cannot cut effectively.
When Yang Fan designed this set of plate armor, it was mainly to deal with cavalry, because the biggest threat to infantry in this era was cavalry.
The cavalry is condescending and kills the infantry mainly on the head, neck, and shoulders. So the helmet and shoulder armor are the most carefully designed.
Even maces, maces, and small axes can be defended, not to mention mere sabers.
Nuodun's eyes turned red with anxiety. This damn guy ignored his desperate slashing and knocked down another cavalryman with his halberd.
These cavalrymen who stopped at the edge to cover the breakthrough of other cavalrymen did not play any role.
The infantrymen on the edge of the wedge ignored them.
Just when Nuodun was about to stab the infantryman in both sides to see if there was a weak point in the defense.
According to his experience, the Ming Dynasty's armor only had semicircular armor protection on the outside of the arms, extending like a centipede covered with carapace, also called centipede arm armor. The inner parts of the arms and ribs are weak spots.
However, during the time he was slashing, he had given the infantry in the wedge formation enough time to react.
A halberd came sideways, and the ax was swung to hit his shoulder.
The wooden handle of the halberd is different from the handle of the spear. Because when carrying an axe, the wooden handle of the halberd has an oval cross-section for easier gripping. The spear is a long round wooden pole.
The round barrel of the spear was used to facilitate assassination. The oval-shaped, flat long pole is conducive to gripping tightly for chopping. The ax handles at home are all oval-shaped.
At this time, Zhao Guanwu's palms were covered in cold sweat. He looked at the ferocious-looking Tatar and kept slashing at Zhao Dazhuang next to him.
Zhao Dazhuang is his cousin. He didn't react at first, but when he did, Zhao Dazhuang had already been chopped several times.
Fortunately, this set of plate armor is really powerful. No wonder it was so expensive when I bought it.
When he took out a loan to buy it, he was still scolding the shopkeeper for his evil heart.
Now it seems that anything that can save your life is worth it no matter how expensive it is.
When he saw his cousin being hacked, his eyes were split and his chest filled with rage.
He rounded the halberd's ax and struck at the Tatar.
The militia were organized according to communities, and it was Yang Fan who taught An Sanxi.
Yang Fan told him to put father and son, brothers, neighbors and friends into a team.
If a person is hacked to death by the enemy. Others will become angry, furious, and want to avenge him with red eyes.
Otherwise, he would not be able to explain to his relatives and friends after the war. I can't even explain my feelings.
This is called blood revenge, and it is the only way to improve the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the troops.
The so-called brothers fighting tigers are father and son soldiers in battle.
At that time, Xiao Niangpi rolled her eyes.
She had already seen Yang Fan's evil deeds.
