Chapter 6: Destroy everything!

Style: Historical Author: Luo XiaomingWords: 2682Update Time: 24/01/12 06:04:24
The horse team of the bandits on the left has the largest number of people and the best armor. They should be the elite of their unit and pose the greatest threat.

Cao Wenzhao took the lead. The situation on the battlefield was extremely unfavorable, but his mind was still very clear. Under his leadership, the servants behind him made a large circle from the official road and headed towards the left to kill the general.

Before it fully deploys its formation, it only needs to defeat its front team to make the rest of the army afraid to attack, thus disrupting the entire left wing offensive of the Rogue Bandits.

"Woo——"

A short sound of riding horns suddenly sounded in the cavalry formation, indicating that the enemy was approaching.

Chen Wang cocked the string and drew the bow, looking straight ahead. He didn't need to be reminded by the horn, he was already ready for everything.

The bandit's horse team in front was getting closer and closer, and the sound of horse hooves was heard as loud as thunder.

Crazy shouts came from all directions, but they revealed the fear in their hearts.

Cao Wenzhao held his horse spear in his hand. Before the cavalry formations of the two armies approached, the bandit cavalry in front had already scattered to both sides like waves.

Those who failed to avoid the situation were almost all picked off the horse by Cao Wenzhao with a pole. Some fish that slipped through the net were also beheaded by the cavalry of the personal guards who followed Cao Wenzhao.

As a few brave horse thieves were killed, the rest of the horsemen in the bandits' cavalry fled one after another. They lacked armor and were often at a disadvantage during the confrontation, and they did not have enough courage.

The Ming army's cavalry formation was like a sharp knife, dividing the oncoming bandit cavalry into two halves.

During the stagger, a large number of feather arrows shot rapidly towards the left and right sides from the Ming Army's cavalry formation.

Chen Wang drew his bow and nocked an arrow, his eyes focused on a bandit wearing military armor in the front right.

Among the bandits, the most dangerous people are these bandits wearing border army armor. Most of them are old thieves. They have been thieves for several years and have conquered all the way. Their skills are extraordinary. There is no doubt that they are bandits. The most ruthless group of people.

It is precisely because of the addition of these soldiers that the rogue bandits have become more powerful and more difficult to exterminate.

Today's bandit troops are not all rushing in in a chaotic manner. They have even begun to form military formations, have flags, and are beginning to obey unified commands.

"call out----"

The bow string vibrated and the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

In the field of vision, the figure of the thief wearing a military armor swayed, he fell off his horse with his face covered, and disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at everything in front of him, Chen Wang's expression did not change at all. He was used to all this.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die, and there is no room for mercy.

Screams of injury could be heard one after another. Among the bandit cavalry on both sides, people kept getting hit by arrows and fell off their horses. Soon they were trampled to pieces by the rushing horses.

It was not that no one among the bandit cavalry fought back, many feather arrows also shot into the Ming army's cavalry formation.

However, the servants who followed Cao Wenzhao in the charge were all fully armed and wearing heavy armor, and those light arrows shot at them could not cause much damage at all.

There is a feather arrow hanging on Chen Wang's skirt and armor. The feather arrow did not cause any substantial damage to him.

After shooting seven arrows rapidly, Chen Wang did not continue shooting, but inserted the bow and arrow back into place, pulled out the saber from his waist, and placed it on his right shoulder.

There are more than thirty arrows left in the quiver. This battle is probably going to be a protracted one, and the arrows and stamina must be preserved.

And next, there will be no need for bows and arrows for the time being.

There was a moment of clarity in front of them. They penetrated the entire vanguard cavalry of the bandits, and then the bandits' team was swarming in with shouts. Before they could react, they rushed over in a chaotic manner, shouting courageous slogans.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

When the cavalry of the Ming Army suddenly appeared in front of them, the thief infantry who were roaring, shouting and surging forward all had expressions of concentration.

Everything happened in a flash. No one expected that the Ming army's cavalry would kill the forward cavalry in an instant.

Seeing the murderous Ming army cavalry charging straight towards them, the bandits standing in the front row all turned pale and pale at the moment.

Some people wanted to swallow their saliva, but found that there was no food in their mouths. Some people wanted to escape, but the crowd of people behind them blocked their escape.

The four hooves of the war horse turned, making a muffled sound like thunder, which was like a drumstick beating violently on the hearts of the thieves.

Many people's faces were as pale as dirt, their faces were shaking like chaff, and they could not even hold the weapons in their hands.

The originally chaotic formation of the bandits suddenly became even more chaotic, and even the veterans responsible for supervising the battle were filled with fear.

ahead.

The cavalry of the Ming army came towards them like a moving Great Wall. The sun shone on their armor, and the upright sabers shone with cold light.

The cavalry of the Ming army, led by Cao Wenzhao, came galloping like thunder with indomitable momentum.

In the formation of bandits, some were fighting for the way to escape and pushing each other. Some were cursing and crying when they saw that there was no hope of escape. Some were holding swords and shouting not to retreat. The entire formation of bandits was in chaos, trampling on each other and not counting others. The number of them is extremely ugly.

An old bandit wearing a helmet and rotten iron armor waved the wild goose feather sword in his hand, roaring angrily and trying to maintain the formation, but even if he killed two fleeing soldiers, he still had little effect, and the entire formation was in chaos. , it is absolutely impossible to save it alone.

The servant in the front row suddenly threw the iron bone flower in his hand, and the flying iron bone flower slammed into the chaotic crowd, causing bursts of wailing.

An iron bone flower hit his front door, and the old bandit fell to the ground without even making a sound. His fall to the ground also accelerated the collapse of the bandit team.

At this moment, the horses of the Ming army's servants were galloping as fast as they could.

Chen Wang clenched the saber in his hand. The bandits in front had completely collapsed. No one was pointing their sword at him. All he could see was the backs of one after another.

"kill!!!"

Cao Wenzhao, holding a horse in his hand, took the lead and stepped into the formation.

The white rainbow was like lightning, and several thieves who wanted to escape fell to the ground helplessly.

Amidst the sound of hooves as thick as a shower, the Ming army's cavalry charged into the formation of the bandits, which had already collapsed.

The stumps were flying everywhere, dripping with blood, and the foul smell of blood filled the air instantly.

The sound of men and horses colliding, the sound of cracking rocks, the sound of broken bones, and the sounds of wails and screams were instantly intertwined.

The face of General Chuang Jun Qian, who was in charge of supervising the battle, had no color on his face. He had already been shocked to death. Even though he was still dozens of steps away, he could still feel the fierce murderous aura on Cao Wenzhao's body.

He regretted extremely now, regretting why he stood in such a front position.

"quick……"

After running for less than four or five steps, the urging sound of horse hooves sounded in his ears.

He only felt a pain in his chest, as if something penetrated his chest. He wanted to speak, but the blood oozing from his mouth blocked his throat.

Just when he was still confused, he suddenly felt that the whole world began to rotate.

Until his death, he had no idea what had happened.

But not knowing the way he died was actually a blessing for him.

Because he was stabbed by Cao Wenzhao's horse, and then he was picked up and thrown a full two feet away by the horse power. He fell into the fleeing crowd and died alive.

The war horses neighed and rushed back and forth, and the iron hooves of the war horses trampled over one refugee after another.

The knight on horseback flipped his wrists, and his sharp saber flew in the air. Every time he swung the sword, it would inevitably cause a bloody storm.

A thief in ragged clothes and holding a wooden spear was chopped to the ground by a saber. He was still alive, but was immediately trampled on the chest by a horse galloping behind him.

His entire chest was trampled, and he couldn't even utter a scream. He was already dead at the sight.

The horses' hooves rolled wildly, and more cavalry swarmed in, trampling the corpses on the road or those who were half-breathed into flesh.

The mournful howls of the dying and desperate cries mixed with the sound of swords piercing flesh lingered on the battlefield.

"History of the Ming Dynasty·Biography·Volume 156":

"Cao Wenzhao and others, with their bravery and bravery, defeated everything they faced. They are all called the enemy of ten thousand people!"