To be fair, Ma Chengen's offensive just now was indeed quite clever, but Chaohua Taiji was a Mongolian general after all, so such tricky methods were inevitable in front of him.
This wave just now was mainly due to Ma Chengen taking advantage of Chaohua's eagerness to win under this situation. He first pretended to confront him for a while, and then temporarily led the cavalry to draw a winding arc, using the horse's momentum to drive The slicing sword forms a "sawtooth".
This tactic was not a temporary creation of Ma Chengen, nor could it even be considered an original creation of the Ma family. The Mongols had similar tactics as early as two hundred years ago, including the previous time when Qataiji also used a similar style of play.
But as the saying goes, troops are unpredictable and water is unpredictable. The way to use troops must be consistent with the environment and the tasks assigned to them at that time. Qataiji's situation last time was different from today. At that time, he was simply harassing, so He just led the troops across an arc but did not rely on the horse's momentum to fight.
Since it is one of the inherent tactics of the Mongols, after the fried flower Taiji came to his senses, Ma Chengen certainly could not do it again. After all, as long as the fried flower department was prepared, this move was not impossible to crack. For example, before the Ming army's "left-turn arc" was formed, Chaohua Taiji could either draw a left-turn arc (with himself going the other way) to avoid it, or he could do the opposite and charge to the right - directly Cut off the left turn arc of the Ming army.
The former response is for everyone to run away and start over, while the latter response is equivalent to a competition of "who can cut off whom", and it becomes a battle of forces.
Ma Chengen was obviously unwilling to fight for strength. Although he wanted to make meritorious deeds, he would not forget his mission.
At this time, Ma Dong was ready for the second wave of harassment and approached again with his troops. He was shocked when he turned around just now and saw Ma Chengen's actions. He thought that this guy was really going to charge into the battle, but he thought in his heart In a hurry, he shouted repeatedly, asking his subordinates to immediately regroup to prepare for rescue.
Fortunately, this was a false alarm. He was relieved now and still followed the planned plan. The purpose was to prevent Chaohua Taiji from integrating the team properly and being unable to rest.
The ensuing situation was nothing special worth mentioning. Ma Dong and Ma Chengen each launched four consecutive waves of harassment, which was equivalent to the speculation department moving left and right for a while, including the previous wave, back and forth. Then fight ten times.
Hard-core players can't afford to play like this. After all, Ma Dong and Ma Chengen can take a break from playing, but Chaohua keeps playing.
Fortunately, after this period of time passed, the panting Chaohua Taiji found that his subordinates had almost gathered together - anyway, those who had not gathered together for so long could basically be regarded as dead.
He did not dare to hesitate any longer, and ordered one of his guards to blow the trumpet, and led the troops in an irregular S-shape, avoiding the wave of offensives from Ma Dong and Ma Chengen, and rushed directly to the opening of the encirclement in the south. And go.
Ma Dong was covered in sweat at the moment, and his armor was stained with a lot of blood. Fortunately, it didn't look like he was injured himself. Although he was tired, he was in good spirits. Seeing that Chaohua finally led his troops south, he not only did not rush to catch up, but ordered to retreat a little, with his back to the Daliao River, and sent out exploration horses to monitor Chaohua's movements, while the main force dismounted to repair on the spot.
Ma Chengen also ran over and gave the same order. There was more blood on his body than Ma Dong, and his whole body exuded the pungent smell of blood.
When Ma Chengen saw Ma Dong taking off his helmet and blowing the river breeze, he couldn't help but advise: "Shen Rong, the river wind is biting in late autumn, be careful of the armor-removing wind. It's not too late for us to rest after the fight."
Ma Dong knew that Ma Chengen's father Ma Fu died in the armor-removing wind after the war, so he could understand his mentality, but he still smiled and said: "I don't want to take off my armor, but I was sweating too much just now, so I almost have to wear this helmet." If it's not stable, take it off for a breather and put it on again." As he said this, he was afraid that Ma Chengen wouldn't believe it, so he looked at the helmet, then put it back on his head and tied it up.
Ma Chengen's body, which was covered with sweat and blood, was actually even more powerful than Ma Dong's, but he was worried about Chao Hua's head and didn't want to rest now. He just asked: "Can the infantry on Zhang Sanxi's side withstand it? When can we go back to Chao Hua?" Spend the final blow?”
Zhang Wanbang is not the commander-in-chief of the southern line. The temporary commander-in-chief of the southern defense line is Pu Yuanyi, because he brings the most troops among the three commanders there.
However, Zhang Wanbang not only had his 300 servants under his command, but also more than a thousand infantrymen entrusted to him by Gao Pragmatic. They were the most elite troops on the southern front, so they were arranged in an area most suitable for cavalry breakthrough—— This was not something Gao Pragmatic could know from a hundred miles away, but Ma Dong judged it.
Ma Dong believed that the Mongols would not think carefully after being harassed by him and Ma Chengen several times. They must directly attack the area most suitable for cavalry to break through, with the intention of breaking out of the encirclement, so he placed Zhang Wanbang there. I hope Zhang Wanbang can use his strength to resist Xin Ai's fierce attack during the Monan War and block the Mongols.
At this time, Ma Chengen asked this question, and Ma Dong smiled and said: "Don't worry, Zhang Sanxi is now known as the Iron Wall, let him sharpen his energy on the southern front, and we can save some energy later... Listen, isn't this just the sound of a cannon?"
It turned out that at this time, there was the sound of cannons firing from the southern front. It was obvious that Zhang Wanbang had already fought with Chaohua.
Zhang Wanbang's infantry not only had muskets, he also had a batch of artillery specially strengthened by Gao pragmatism. This batch of artillery did not have heavy artillery, they were all small-caliber Jinghua-made Shiran cannons and the old Ming Dynasty tiger squatting cannon.
The former was originally equipped by Gao Jiabu Ding in stock, while the latter was mobilized from all over southern Liaoning.
The so-called "inventory equipment" is a trick created by Gao Pragmatic, because his servants have no reason to be equipped with artillery, so they do not equip them directly at ordinary times, but they will build warehouses in the areas where the servants are stationed, store a batch of artillery nearby, and provide them to the outside world. Claimed to be sold to the local army...
This is a very magical authority for the border ministers and generals of the Ming Dynasty. They can purchase weapons by themselves for use in their own armies. They only need to report to the Ministry of War before or after the incident.
Of course, the Ministry of War usually does not give money. At most, it will only reply to express understanding and then make a note of it.
At present, Zhang Wanbang has a total of seventy-seven cannons at his disposal, of which twenty-four are Shimanang machine cannons made by Jinghua, which are the main artillery in this battle.
The gunfire that Ma Dong and Ma Chengen heard at this time was caused by these Folan cannons with a longer range.
On the southern battlefield six or seven miles away, Zhang Wanbang stood on a small hill and watched the cavalry of the Chaohua Department rolling in with an expressionless face. He was not nervous at all, but just watched the falling shells coldly. point, and a "weedless strip" about one foot wide - an isolation strip formed by artificially burning away the weeds above.
When the cavalrymen of the Chaohua Department stepped through this isolation zone, Zhang Wanbang shouted coldly: "Reduce the firing angle of the Fo Lang machine gun by one point and continue firing; the Tiger Crouching Cannon will start firing volleys!"
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