At this time, the Mongolian cavalry surrounded three regiments of 10,800 infantrymen and killed them on all sides.
Although the cavalry lost speed, these regimental drills were no match for them. If the Beijing camp were here, they would definitely seize the opportunity and beat up the drowned dog. Just like taking blood from a chicken, he stabbed with all his might.
But after all, it was the first time for these people to go to the battlefield. Until now, their legs are weak. It's not easy to persevere.
Fortunately, the rigorous training over the past three months has given them muscle memory. At this time, their minds were blank and they had no idea what to do.
At this time, they were going crazy, following the most familiar movements in their memory, desperately using Swiss halberds to stab, slash, and hook.
I have to say, this thing is so useful. If the cavalry is not careful, they will be hooked.
Especially after the spear tip is stabbed, it will suddenly turn over and hook back with a steel hook. The inside of these hooks are sharp blades. If they hook into the neck, their heads will definitely fall off.
If the tip of the hook catches leather armor or iron armor, it will also knock people off their horses. In this era, nails were all pierced, and the nails were densely packed one on top of the other. There were too many junctions where hooks could get stuck. It's almost a hit.
The Swiss halberd can even hook a knight wearing streamlined plate armor from his horse, let alone these pierced armor and cloth armor.
The Mongolian scimitar had no advantage against the Swiss halberd at this time, and they could not reach the halberdier.
But the sword and shield soldiers below were under tremendous pressure. The different collisions of Mongolian horses even caused many people to vomit blood. But they held on to their shields desperately.
In order to prevent them from being pushed, there was a row of people behind them pushing their waists with their hands.
The officers also tied their waists in a row with ropes. In this way, it will be more difficult to cause a fall, resulting in a gap that can be breached.
Under the repeated attacks of the Mongols, these large phalanxes were constantly concave. Then, the officers shouted vigorously, urging the soldiers to rush out and fight back again.
Chen Qinhu, who was in the middle square formation, stood on the carriage and shouted for command. When he saw that the area was about to be unbearable, he sent a reserve team there.
Zhang Shun, with his small flag, finally achieved his first victory.
A captain of ten men, riding a horse, saw Zhang Shun's opportunity and hooked his shoulder with the hook of a Swiss halberd.
The brand screamed for the first time, and the steel hook like an eagle's beak hooked into the lute's bone from the iron ring of the chainmail. He just got him off his horse. Immediately, several axes struck one after another, killing the unlucky guy.
Zhang Shun wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve.
At this time, three people in his small flag had been shot to death. There was an arrow stuck in his bun. The arrow cut open his scalp, and the blood on his face made his eyes blur.
He didn't have time to treat his wounds, so he shouted desperately and fought with the enemy.
The biggest casualties were the shield soldiers. They withstood the pressure and never collapsed.
Seeing that they could not defeat the enemy, the Mongols kept firing cold arrows and shooting at the halberdiers. The archers in the inner circle also kept shooting at them. For a time, a large number of soldiers on both sides were shot dead and wounded.
In the middle of the large square array were the officers and soldiers who had been carried down in battle. The injured were also dragged here. The doctors gave me a simple bandage, mainly to stop the bleeding.
If there were casualties in front, someone would immediately step in to help, keeping the formation stable.
The entire outside of the phalanx was filled with dead Mongolian soldiers and horses.
At this time, the battle had become intense, with both sides shooting bows and arrows indiscriminately, fierce fighting in the front row, and people constantly screaming and falling to the ground.
Dabu Lai didn't expect that these rookies hadn't collapsed yet, and was very shocked.
At the same time, I was also surprised by their physical strength. This kind of fighting is very physically demanding. I didn't expect these people to persist. Halberds and shields are heavy weapons and require more physical strength than sabers.
Sitting on a horse and standing on the ground also consume different physical strength.
At this time, he was already getting anxious. He saw the cavalry rushing over and coming back. Even though those are fake cavalry, if they weren't tied up
The horse had already fallen off.
Many of the riders on the chain horses were dead. A group of five generally had half of them killed or wounded. But the corpses still stood grotesquely on the horses. It looked very scary.
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Now, with so many casualties, they have been unable to break through the turtle formation of 10,000 infantrymen.
Obviously these Han generals deliberately used these people to consume the physical strength of their own armies. They had blocked both ends and were moving forward slowly.
These 10,000 cavalrymen originally suffered 1,500 or 600 casualties when fighting against those chain horses and wall mounts. Now in front of these three square formations, in less than an hour, there were another two thousand casualties.
Although, these three square arrays have reduced their area by half.
Because they died more.
The front row of the Mongols were on horseback, moving and slashing. The back row will look for opportunities to release arrows.
Although this battlefield is very messy. The fighting in front blocked his view. However, their archery skills are still very powerful.
The Ming army did not have much iron armor, and the defensive power of leather armor was worrying, resulting in very heavy casualties.
It's just that these three months of training worked, and they never collapsed.
Each of them looked hideous in fear, grinning, and looked strange, but they persisted with trembling all over. They were breathing heavily, sweating profusely in the summer sun, as if they had been washed away by water.
But they seemed to have squeezed out the last bit of strength from their bones and fought desperately.
Because they knew that they had nowhere to run, and the military formation was broken and there was a dead end.
Just fight it out, kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one.
Yan Yingyuan saw that less than half of the three square formations were left. And their physical strength obviously couldn't keep up. He knew he couldn't wait any longer.
"Blow the trumpet and attack from the north and south at the same time. Let's charge with our chain horses first. The others who can fight will dismount and go to meet the enemy on foot."
These fake cavalrymen killed 1,500 to 6,000 Mongolians during the attack, and they themselves suffered more than 3,000 casualties. There are many groups of five people riding the wall with a lot of dead people.
We couldn't continue fighting like this, so we simply dismounted all those who could fight and blocked them as infantry.
The desolate horns sounded, and the infantrymen on both sides shouted their trumpets and surrounded them.
Dab Lai was going crazy. The remaining 5,000 people could not withstand the siege of more than 20,000 infantrymen no matter what.
Originally, he thought that with one go, the 10,000 cavalrymen would be able to disperse these infantrymen.
It's not like he didn't consider the terrain. Once you fall into it, you will be in trouble, unable to advance or retreat.
However, he believed that as long as the infantry in front was defeated, according to the historical conduct of the Ming army, they would definitely collapse and run back, which would naturally disperse the infantry array behind.
If he covers up the kill again, it will form a tendency to roll back the bead curtain.
He can lead his men and horses to chase them all the way from the valley. He expected to keep more than half of the more than 30,000 troops.
Unexpectedly, although these people are not good at fighting, they still come up with tricks.
The so-called cavalry, who were actually armed with improvised weapons, rushed over.
Now, he was actually surrounded in the valley.
Dab Lai was an old man. He kept rolling his eyes. Half a lifetime of fighting experience told him that he must start looking for a way out.
