On the top of a hillside in the north of Xingshan Mountain, Liu Cheng, a guerrilla general under Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, asked anxiously: "Master, if you don't give the order, I'm afraid the Buying brothers won't be able to withstand it!"
Liu Zhaoji seemed to have made up his mind, and he shouted loudly: "Call the cavalry on the left and right wings to attack, and Liu Qiang's one thousand cavalry in the center will attack."
Liu Cheng looked puzzled and asked: "Master Handsome, can't we come?"
Liu Zhaoji stared at the battle at the bottom of the mountain and replied casually: "A good steel mouth must be used on the blade!"
The Tatars' heavy cavalry continued to pour in, constantly dismounting, and brandishing heavy weapons such as broadswords, tiger spears, and maces to rush into the battle group. As they continued to enter, the Ming army's array began to loosen, and they continued to retreat backwards, opening gaps. More and more Tatar thieves rushed in from everywhere.
Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves hitting the ground, getting louder and louder from far to near.
The hillside was full of bright red flags flying down, and behind each flag was a group of armored knights. They were slowly accelerating, swooping down from both wings of the infantry camp in a neat formation.
The Tatars reacted quickly. Before they could rush into the cavalry, they immediately moved to both sides to attack the swooping Mingqi. They seemed not to care about the disadvantages of their terrain. Many of the Tatars even quietly put away their long weapons. , and picked up the bow and took the arrow in his hand.
Seeing the melee between cavalry and cavalry on the hillside, and the confrontation between cavalry and cavalry, the battle was about to become fierce in the blink of an eye.
Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, shouted: "Bang the gongs, beat the drums, change the order, and tell the infantry to give way!"
He rode on a war horse, raised the mace in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Sons, follow me to kill the slaves!"
"...kill...kill the slaves...kill the slaves..."
Liu Zhaoji took the lead and rushed to the front. He danced a heavy mace, opening and closing widely. Wherever he went, he was invincible. More than 600 servants followed closely behind him, also galloping. And down.
Liu Cheng, as the leader of his servant team, although he wanted to rush in front of Liu Zhaoji, he was never able to do so.
Although the heavily armored Tatar cavalry abandoned their horses and fought on foot, they were wearing multiple layers of armor and could not be cut with swords or pierced with spears. However, if the infantry of the Ming army encountered their broadswords, tiger spears, and maces, they would only die. , they were constantly smashing them into pieces or chopping them in half.
"Aha!"
Liu Zhaoji let out a tiger's roar, and struck down with the heavy mace in his hand. In front of him was a Tatar with a red flag, which made Bashiku subconsciously raise his shield.
There was a loud "boom".
The shield cracked in all directions, blood and flesh splattered, and there was a cracking sound of broken bones. The Tatar's left hand was completely broken.
At the broken point of his left hand, the white bones were exposed piece by piece, and the condition was too horrible to look at.
"ah……"
When the Tatars were divided, Shiku howled loudly and screamed in pain.
"Go to hell, Tartar!"
Liu Zhaoji's eyes turned red, he roared again, and hit his head hard with the heavy mace.
The blood mist flew into the sky, and the Tatars split Shiku's head and exploded in an instant. His upper body became pulpy, blood mixed with brain matter sputtered in all directions, but his body was caught in the chariot and could not escape. It was so different. The human form dies standing.
Seeing that the general was so brave, all the soldiers under Liu Zhaoji's command were greatly boosted in morale and morale. They all followed the commander-in-chief Liu Zhaoji, shouting loudly, and rushed forward to kill.
Not only that, the Tartar heavy-armored cavalry who rushed into the gap in Chezhen were also surprised. In addition to the power of the ancestral army outside Jinzhou City, they had also seen the bravery of the Wu family thief. Apart from that, they had not yet seen I found that there are still such brave soldiers and horses in Liaodong.
The battle scene was extremely fierce, and people kept falling off their horses. The entire lower part of the hillside became a killing field, with people howling and horses neighing, just like hell.
Seeing that even after attacking the Ming army's infantry camp, the Ming army showed no signs of collapse, the Tatars knew that their strategy would not succeed.
At the same time, their own casualties were increasing. Such an exchange ratio was something they couldn't bear. What's more, according to reports from the sentries, a group of over 10,000 Ming troops was rushing towards this side.
Finally, there was a sound of golden drums rushing to retreat from the Tartar formation. The Tartar attacking team immediately retreated like a tide, and even the Tatar cavalry who were pretending to attack and harassed on both wings also retreated.
Seeing their sudden retreat, a burst of cheers erupted from the Ming army's position.
However, how could Liu Zhaoji give up easily?
He personally led his servants in pursuit for hundreds of steps. Although he also suffered some casualties, he still managed to keep most of the Tatar thieves who were wounded or dead in front of the battle. The heads of these Tatar thieves were his. To be determined.
Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, rode on horseback for inspection. All the generals and soldiers under his command were cheering and shouting wildly. The soldiers in the infantry camp were divided into several teams. Some were rescuing their injured soldiers, while others were carrying swords and axes to chop them. The heads of those Tartar thieves were removed, and some were stripped of the clothes and armor of the Tartar thieves.
At this time, the infantry position under Liu Zhaoji was full of blood, flowing everywhere, and the groans of the wounded were everywhere. He was used to seeing such scenes and didn't take it seriously.
Liu Zhaoji was filled with pride and joy. According to current rough estimates, nearly a hundred Tatars had been beheaded in this battle. This was an unprecedented victory. How could Liu Zhaoji not be excited?
He looked at all the soldiers under his command, and they were all smiling. Even though they were bullying the smaller ones, they still won. Moreover, even if the Tatars used heavy armor and horses to charge into the formation, they still failed and retreated. How could the generals not be happy? .
The Tatars are nothing more than that!
Liu Zhaoji's general guerrilla Liu Cheng galloped towards him and shouted: "Master Handsome, the Tatars are fleeing to Nanshan. Do you want to take advantage of the victory and pursue them for a while?"
"Chase! Chase! Chase!"
The entire Ming army's position was filled with wild shouts and howls.
Liu Zhaoji rode his horse and looked into the distance, hesitant in his heart, but seeing how excited the soldiers were, he also felt deeply that their military morale was ready. Suddenly, Liu Zhaoji raised the mace in his hand and shouted loudly: "The Tatars picked up my firearms. Is it not that easy to escape now?
Sons and gentlemen, follow me to pursue the slave thieves! "
With the prestige of victory in the battle, the general of Liaodong led nearly 4,000 cavalrymen under his command, and chased the Tatars in the direction of their retreat, shouting wildly. He hoped to be able to drive away the Tatars completely in one go, and achieve great success again. .
However, after all, Liu Zhaoji had been on the battlefield for a long time, so he was still very cautious, and only used his cavalry to pursue in a hurry, while the infantry used chariots to form behind and move slowly to support the pursuing cavalry.
Liu Zhaoji pursued them all the way and killed some Tatar infantry who could not escape. The soldiers pursued them all the way to the foot of Jiama Mountain to the north of Xingshan Mountain.
But they saw the Tatar bandit holding a red flag and the defeated generals with the red flag gathered on a small mountain ridge. They had no shields and chariots, and only used shields, swords and spears to form a formation and keep watch.
All the Ming troops who were chasing them were laughing wildly, and the tide was turning. Now the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed, and it was the Tatar soldiers' turn to defend to the death.
Liu Zhaoji snorted coldly and thought to himself: The remaining defeated Tatar troops will gather here. When their infantry and battalion chariots arrive, they can defeat the Tatar formation with only musketry and artillery bombardment.
He commanded the cavalry to slowly deploy and surround the place where the Tartar thieves were on three sides. After a while, when the infantry chariots arrived, he was about to order an attack when he was suddenly startled, and then his face turned pale: "This is impossible!"
He suddenly saw, and could see clearly, that there was a large ridge next to this small ridge, and a dense mass of Tatar cavalry slowly rode out from the woods on the ridge.
"There's an ambush!"
