Fei Yingwu, who was wearing a fine chainmail, had a gloomy face. In front of him, stood twenty short and stocky Niulu Ezhen. These middle-level Jurchen generals all held their heads high, showing scars and arrow wounds on their faces, showing a Fearless and strong military posture.
"Li Yongfang supervises and leads the Baoyi Aha to charge into the formation. Once the pike formation on the opposite side is disrupted, you will lead the Niulu warriors to follow up with heavy troops and thick shields to break through the pike formation and kill all the Nikan soldiers!"
Niulu Ezhen and others nodded one after another. These people did not say much for the rest of their lives. They turned around and went to Niulu to organize the Zhenyi attack.
Soon, a dozen fierce white-armored soldiers appeared in front of the blue-flag formation. The white-armored soldiers held the defeated Jurchens just now, pushed them down, knelt on the ground, lined up in a row, and began beheading them in public.
More than a thousand surviving wrapped Aha, with their necks curled up, stared blankly at the birth of Nu Zhenzi being beheaded one by one, with some expressions of excitement on their faces.
During this period, Baoyi Aha belonged to the partners of the Jurchen Rise in Jianzhou. Many of them took the initiative and brought their own dry food or weapons. They were similar to the technology stocks or capital stocks of start-up companies. Naturally, their status was not that of those who were robbed later. The half-slave dressing that comes can't be compared.
"Look for armor and put it on. Those who can shoot arrows will start shooting when they are fifty steps away from Nikan. Others will throw throwing axes and iron bones from twenty steps away and chop off their spear heads at close range! These southern soldiers are all here to die. Kill them all and raise the flag for you! Don’t think about escaping, the master is watching from behind. Those who retreat will die!"
Several of Li Yongfang's servants shouted loudly in front of Baoyi Aha. After shouting several times, the servants also put on their armor and got ready to charge into the battle.
The coated Ahabs quickly reacted. Those without armor began to pick up the armor of the dead soldiers on the ground. Those who couldn't grab the coated armor went to pick up protective equipment such as shields. Those who didn't grab anything just held up the armor. Use the sword and the stick to embolden yourself.
Cao Zhongqing, who had a scar on his face, put on the chainmail he had snatched and carried a rifle bow on his back. He carefully arranged the arrow inserts and made sure that they were all heavy arrows. Carry it on your body.
"I want to carry the flag and be the master!"
The burly Cao Zhongqing looked at the wrappings around his eyes. Many people didn't even have swords, but just held sticks in their hands, but their eyes were full of light, and they looked at the Ming army opposite with strange eyes.
Cao Zhongqing spit out thick phlegm and said viciously:
"This... can he even rush into battle?"
This coated slave who is eager to carry the flag certainly does not take his fellow men seriously.
Cao Zhongqing was originally from Fushun, and he could use short soldiers and spears, as well as shoot bows and arrows. When Fushun fell, he killed two Ming troops and refused to accept them at night. After surrendering, Jin was considered to have accepted the surrender certificate.
This Liaoxi fighter is very tough except for his knees. It is not a problem to defeat three or five soldiers with his hard skills. This is also the capital for his determination to raise the flag.
The charging array was directly in front of the Ming army's pikemen. The terrain around Shajianzi Mountain was narrow, and an array of more than a thousand people could occupy the entire front. Unless someone could climb the steep cliff, there would be no need for both sides to do so. Worried that his flank will be attacked.
Cao Zhongqing squinted his eyes. After Fushun surrendered to the Jin Dynasty, he followed his master Li Yongfang to burn, kill and loot. The Liao soldiers were completely vulnerable. Sometimes the Zhenyi masters did not even need to take action, as the internal forces deployed in the city were carefully deployed to capture the city.
Although he was attacked by the Ming army at night in Dong'eli a few days ago, Cao Zhongqing believed that they were just the elite servants of the Ming general Liu Wei, only a few hundred in total, and they had all been killed by their master.
Cao Zhongqing was a little frightened when he just witnessed the Ming army's spearmen defeating the Nvzhenzi, but he believed that as long as the Zhenyi master took action, it would be no problem to kill all the pikemen.
Groups of white-armored soldiers wearing silver armor appeared in front of the coated Aha. This elite force with blue flags was now raising their rifle bows to fire at the North Korean gunmen at the foot of the mountain.
More than 300 powerful white-armored soldiers quickly fired thousands of light arrows. The Ming army's trenches were densely packed with arrow clusters. Some Korean gunmen who stuck their heads out to shoot were hit in the face by arrows, making sounds that were not human-like. screams.
Seeing that someone around them was injured, the Korean soldiers who had just been so impressive immediately became frightened and hid in the trenches, not daring to show their heads.
Cao Zhongqing looked at the white-armored soldiers walking by with envy. He saw them suppressing the North Korean gunmen and shouted loudly in unskilled Manchu:
"My master is brave! Kill all the Korean stickmen!"
A stout white-armored soldier holding a large ax withdrew from the front and glanced at Cao Zhongqing, as if looking at a dead object.
Cao Zhongqing's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly made way for his master in white armor with a smile on his face.
After all the white-armored elites were withdrawn, it was Baoyi Aha's turn to charge into the battle. Cao Zhongqing, like other archers, took out the iron wrench from his sleeve, put it on his thumb, and then pulled the bowstring to adjust the position of the wrench.
More than a thousand coated Aha formed a chaotic array and cautiously approached the pike formation. Cao Zhongqing was in a complicated mood. He kept adjusting the position of his thumb and secretly made up his mind to shoot a few more Nanbing barbarians to death later. .
When they were less than a hundred steps away from the pikemen, some archers suddenly appeared behind the sharp spearheads on the opposite side. They looked like Korean soldiers in armored uniforms.
"How dare a North Korean stick shoot at the Jin army?"
Cao Zhongqing was confused. At this time, the North Korean archers had begun to fire arrows towards them. Some unarmored warriors were hit by light arrows and fell to the ground screaming.
These Korean soldiers who were shooting arrows were elite archers under the command of Lieutenant General Jin Yinghe. The more than 200 people were originally elite soldiers drawn from various battalions. They had just participated in the night attack on the blue-flag camp, and Liu Zhaosun was generously compensated. Their morale was naturally the same as those at the foot of the mountain. Gunslingers who can shoot bird cannons are not the same.
Soon another coat was hit by a light arrow. Without armor, the arrows were a great threat to these infantrymen.
On Bao Yi's side, there were also people who raised their bows and fired diagonally at the pikemen's phalanx. These Bao Yi's archery skills were uneven to begin with, and the wind suddenly increased, and light arrows flew everywhere in the air, landing on There were not many in the Ming army formation.
Despite this, some people in the pikemen's phalanx were hit, and several screams were heard in the distance.
They fired several waves at each other like this, but Bao Yi was no match for the Korean soldiers who were facing the wind. At this time, the Korean gunners who had been silent for a long time at the foot of the mountain fired again, and in the sky above Shajianzi Camp, arrows and lead bullets kept coming and going.
However, Baoyi Aha took advantage of his numerical advantage and fired light arrows, constantly approaching the Ming army's position.
This kind of mutual pecking between rookies did not last long, and neither Bao Yi nor the opposing gunslinger had a strong will to fight. In comparison, the North Koreans were weaker. When casualties occurred in the exchange of fire, these life-saving North Korean gunmen quickly retreated into the trenches again. Some bold gunners had filled up and did not dare to show their heads. They just fired a shot at the front at random.
In this way, the pressure of the front attack was completely thrown on the less than two hundred fellow archers behind the pikemen.
Fei Yingwu looked coldly at Bao Yi Aha who was approaching the spearmen's battle formation. This attack exposed the chaotic organizational skills of the Korean soldiers, but he failed to see the true strength of the Ming army.
Behind the pikemen there must be Ming army servants supervising the formation. The cavalry that appeared in the last night attack left a deep impression on Fei Yingwu. Until now, the cavalry has not appeared, which makes Fei Yingwu feel vaguely uneasy.
Niu Lu'ezhen, a frontline supervisor, came back to report the battle situation. Fei Yingwu looked at Niu Lu'ezhen, who was one head taller than him, and said coldly:
"Tell Bao Yi not to shoot arrows and save some energy to charge into the formation. The pikemen have armor, so light arrows are difficult to kill!"
Niu Lu'erzhen nodded and said angrily:
"When the wind was favorable yesterday, it was time for the entire army to dispatch and destroy this group of Ming troops in one fell swoop. But Li Yongfang delayed it until today. Now that the wind is in the wrong direction, the warriors cannot use their cavalry and archery power. On the contrary, the group of Korean soldiers on the opposite side are condescending. They are attacking us with firecrackers! How disgusting! Once we capture the front positions, please kill all the Korean soldiers!"
Fei Yingwu was also angry in his heart. He could attack yesterday, but Fushun's consort kept obstructing him and said he would go back to Hetuala to report to the Khan first.
"We'll capture it first. Regardless of the direction of the wind, we will kill all these Southern Barbarians with our swords today! If you dare to attack the camp at night, Erbeile said, you have to capture Liu Wei alive, or attack the enemy general at night and cut him into pieces with a thousand swords." !”
Fei Yingwu looked solemn. He thought of making a shield car, but Jierharang, Li Yongfang and others couldn't argue about it yesterday, so it was delayed.
It was too late to make a shield chariot today, and the Ming army had cut down all the surrounding trees. The Great Khan would soon go south. If he saw Xianglan Banner in such distress, it would not be as simple as punishment.
Little Belle thought about it and already had a plan in mind:
"Each Niulu left twenty cavalry, and all the remaining infantry charged into the formation! Hold thick shields and heavy axes, break through the pikemen, let the cavalry charge, and kill all those pesky Koreans!
