"Blow the drums! Blow the trumpets!"
Although Timur took the lead, on the Ming army side, Zhu Su, Zhu Di, Fei Ju and other Ming generals were naturally not to be outdone. As the vigorous and inspiring drumbeats sounded, the Ming armies began to quicken their pace and began to charge. The originally quiet snowfield battlefield suddenly boiled with the blood of many men in the battle formation.
"Everywhere the sun and moon shine, and wherever the rivers reach, are all the land of my Ming Dynasty! Kill!" Fei Ju held a fine steel halberd in his hand and shouted while leading his Suzhou guards to beat the drums and watch. He squinted and charged towards Timur's army. After many bloody battles, the Suzhou Guards under him were still in good order. .
As one of the nine frontier armies, the officers and soldiers of Suzhou Guard are all eight-foot-long giants wearing heavy armor. They hold large halberds in their hands, and a strike of the halberd can often be powerful. Even when facing the cavalry charge of nomads on the flat ground, people and horses can often be smashed to pieces.
The main force of the enemy's central army was the heavy infantry used by Timur to break the trench formation. The two heavy infantrymen soon collided with each other. One raised his shield and the other raised his halberd. The sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly, and soon it became a swamp of melee.
On the other side, the right wing led by Zhu Di faced the left wing of the Timur Empire. The left wing of Timur's empire consisted of horse archers, and Zhu Di happened to have many steppe warriors from Oara in Mongolia under him. Two cavalry archers were going back and forth on the battle formation, arrows were flying continuously, and the sound of piercing the air was in constant harmony with the neighing of the war horses.
Generally speaking, the number of Mongols under Zhu Di was actually at a disadvantage. However, it could not stop Zhu Di from using his troops like a god. He led the Yanwang guards to continuously make postures to support the Chinese army, forcing the Timur Empire's right-wing archers to He had to use his thoughts to contain and guard this Ming army. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the rain of arrows from the Mongolian archers can often be thrown onto the heads of the Timurid Empire's archers, while the rain of arrows released by the Timurid Empire's archers can often only scratch the corners of the Mongolian archers. .
The upright archer and cavalry commander of the Timur Empire looked cold.
As for the left wing, it is the most bizarre situation. In terms of military strength, Zhu Su was the most lacking. Therefore, Zhang Dingbian led many Jianghu volunteers and part of the Fujian and Guangdong Guard troops to protect the left wing with Zhu Su. In order to achieve the greatest degree of damage, Zhu Su undoubtedly placed his personal fire rifle soldiers at the front. However, the Turkic cavalry from the Timur Empire on the opposite side did not take the initiative to charge Zhu Su, but always wandered around the periphery, like a pack of wolves waiting for an opportunity.
"It seems that the thieves are already wary of our Chinese firearms. They don't want to confront you, Your Highness." Beside Zhu Su, Zhang Ding looked in the direction of the Turkic cavalry, with a flash of appreciation on his face. . Although the fire gun soldiers are sharp, they can only attack one side. If the firing is dispersed, an airtight fire network cannot be formed... Being able to see through this and actively look for opportunities to cut in from the side shows the ability of the enemy general.
"Your Majesty, Fifth Highness, ask a certain family to lead people to attack him. Their formation will be in disarray, and the fire gun soldiers will take advantage of the situation to press... Then the enemy will be defeated..."
"No." Zhu Su hurriedly raised his hand and stopped Zhang Dingbian, who was about to invite the Jianghu people to join him in the battle. "It's just a few soldiers and generals. You don't have to take the risk yourself, layman. We just keep moving forward. I don't believe they can keep retreating. If they retreat and are out of touch with the center and right, will they still have a chance to win?"
Zhang Dingbian is getting old after all. As the saying goes, the earthen jar will inevitably break on the well and the general will inevitably die in battle. No matter how much you rely on force and bravery, you may lose your stride one day. Zhu Su also tried to trick him into returning to the Ming Dynasty and pass on his lifetime of valuable war experience to future generations.
Although Zhang Dingbian was brave, he was not reckless. Since he was dissuaded by Zhu Su, he followed the good advice. Zhu Su took advantage of the situation and asked him to command the guard army to protect the flanks of the fire gun soldiers. He was worthy of being a veteran soldier. He commanded the guard army and protected the fire gun soldiers' flanks.
Perhaps realizing that there was no opportunity to take advantage of this Ming army, Zhu Su continued to advance and would soon separate them from other troops... Timur on the opposite side finally lost his composure. As a result, a trumpet sounded from the enemy's center, and the Turkic cavalry received the order, and immediately broke into pieces, charging straight towards Zhu Su's banner in a loose formation.
"Prepare the volley, let go!"
Bang bang bang, the sound of gunfire sounded like exploding beans, and the terrifying big open fire
Gun once again demonstrated his epoch-making battlefield dominance. The brave Turkic cavalry were constantly hit to death by projectiles. Although they had deliberately loosened their formation, under multiple attacks, within the range covered by the firepower of the Ming army on the left wing, a field was still formed that continued to harvest the Timurid Empire. The realm of impermanence in a warrior’s life.
However, through this fearless sacrifice, the Ming army's progress was finally stopped. A group of Turkic cavalry successfully circled to the side and fought with the Ming Guards guarding the fire gun soldiers.
A cavalry general named Umar bravely rushed to the front of the guard army, raised his scimitar and successfully took off the head of one of the guardsmen. However, before he could swing his second sword, the spears of the Ming army had already stabbed him and his horse into a piece of rag. Even so, more cavalry still rushed forward without mercy, like crazy demons who were not afraid of death, biting the Ming army's line crazily.
The Ming army was not to be outdone. Zhang Dingbian commanded Ruoding, constantly deploying troops to block the shaky formation. Zhu Su, who had almost wiped out the charging Turkic cavalry, also took the initiative to open the mandarin duck formation and joined in the fight with Timur's army.
In the Chinese army, Fei Ju led the Suzhou guards to fight forward step by step, but the Japanese heavy infantry were also tenacious and still guarded in front of their sultan. On the right wing, seeing that they could not get any advantage, the Timurid Empire's horse archers simply dropped their bows and arrows, drove their horses and rushed towards Zhu Di regardless of the situation, forcibly dragging the Ming army on the right wing into the fight.
The three parties were fighting, and the sounds of killing and miserable howls could be heard; the snowy field was now full of blood.
"Regardless of the loss, what good will it do to him to continue fighting like this...to fight to the death like this?"
Wang first swung his sword to kill a Central Asian cavalryman from the Timurid Empire, threw down the newly curled sword in his hand, casually pulled out a spear that was stuck on the ground, and then looked at the still standing in the distance. That black band. "Could it be that he really wants to imitate Xiang Bawang of China, who is willing to sink his boat?"
"It is necessary for the commander to take the lead and even the last troop to be thrown into the battlefield." Next to Wang Xian, Zhang Yu put down the fire blunderbuss that had just killed an enemy general, and then drew out his own sword. "But the thief chief hasn't moved yet. He seems to be dragging us into the melee regardless of the cost so that he can profit from it."
"But this Tamerlane...could he be crazy? In this case, even if they win, they will not have any strength left..."
"The thief chief is so crazy?"
"If something goes wrong, the thief chief must have an agenda." Zhu Di was riding on a war horse, his armor covered in blood, but there was fear in his eyes. If you want to win, you must first surprise the enemy. They expected that Timur would resist, but suddenly dragging them into a melee regardless of losses was unexpected. "If this king's prediction is correct, when his army makes a move, it will definitely be the killing move that the thief chief has been holding back for a long time..."
"Let's be careful. If he wants to turn defeat into victory, he will definitely have to go straight to our coach... maybe, he will come to me."
Zhu Di said. Although he took the lead on the front lines to boost morale, he did not lose his keen intuition about the battlefield. At this time, he only held the long spear in his hand tightly, and was ready to fight the enemy chief face to face.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burst of cheers like a roaring mountain and a tsunami coming from among the enemy troops. .
Then, the black banner symbolizing the enemy chief Timur moved.
