Woooooooooooo!
Cao Wenzong raised the horn, his chest bulging high. The sound of the horn seemed to be endless, resounding over the entire battlefield. Hundreds of cavalry rushed towards the enemy along the river bank, with their horse hooves trampling the ground like a huge drumstick. , knocking on everyone’s heart.
As the most experienced cavalryman under Wang Wenzuo, He Bayong did not directly crash into the enemy's formation, but passed the end of the enemy's right wing and occupied a high ground behind the enemy's side.
Faced with He Bayong's sudden move, the formation at the end of the Japanese right wing was suddenly in chaos. In order to avoid being attacked by enemy cavalry from the side and rear, the leaders of each Japanese team ordered their men to stop advancing, turn their guns, and shrink their formation. However, their actions created a huge gap in their own front.
"He Ba!" Yuan Aolie could see clearly from the high ground: "There is a gap on the thief's side!"
"It's okay, just wait for a moment!" He Bayong said.
"Are you still waiting? The Governor is still fighting hard!" Yuan Aolie said anxiously.
"Stop talking and stand down!" He Bayong said angrily: "I am the cavalry commander. If you talk more, I will punish you for disturbing the morale of the army!"
Yuan Aolie was furious, but he also knew that military law was strict, so he had no choice but to retreat. He Bayong stood on a high place, watched for a moment, and said loudly: "Yuan Aoli, Yiji Lianbode, you two each lead fifty bows and cavalry, and attack the enemy with the wild boar flag according to the usual training method. If the enemy counterattacks, you must retreat to the high ground and do not hesitate to fight!"
Yuan Aoli and Yiji Lianbod responded, and each led fifty cavalry to gallop down from the high ground, rushing towards the Japanese phalanx with the wild boar flag from the north and south sides. There were about four to five hundred infantry in the phalanx. When the leader saw the enemy cavalry rushing from two directions at the same time, he was frightened and shouted loudly: "Quickly, straighten up your spears and stand shoulder to shoulder. Those on horseback There’s nothing special about this guy!”
"Ah ho!"
The Japanese infantry heard the leader's familiar shout. Although they were scared, they gritted their teeth and shouted in unison to cheer themselves up. They straightened their spears and moved closer to their companions, forming walls of flesh. Standing behind these walls of flesh, The leader felt a lot more at ease and shouted to the neighboring friendly troops: "Ghost, we are neighbors, we must lend a helping hand!"
"Of course!" shouted the nearby friendly troops: "When you resist the enemy cavalry, I will definitely attack them from behind!"
"This bastard! He just knows how to take advantage!" The leader spat and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the enemy cavalry from the north and the south getting closer and closer, he pulled out his saber and raised it above his head, shouting loudly: "Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
What the Japanese people didn't expect was that just when they gritted their teeth and prepared to fight to the death. The two groups of enemy cavalry did not rush over, but passed by about seven or eight steps in front of their own formation. Almost at the same time, these cavalry turned their bodies, drew their bows to full capacity, and fired a spear at the spearman in the front row. An arrow was fired, and with screams one after another, the Japanese infantry fell to the ground in a mess, either hit by arrows in the face, or in the throat and chest.
"Chief, leader! Many people have been hit by arrows! What should we do?"
"That's right! Several people were shot in the face with arrows!"
"Oops! The enemy's cavalry is charging over again. What should I do?"
Seeing the enemy's cavalry turning around and charging towards them again, obviously intending to repeat their old tricks, the leader became furious and shouted to the neighboring friendly troops: "Ghost, come and help me!"
"We can't help!" The ghost shouted: "We are all infantry, but the enemy is on horseback. How can we catch up? Even if we catch up, the formation will be scattered. Where is the opponent on horseback? You let your If you grit your teeth and hold back, you won’t be able to shoot a few people to death!”
"Ghost——!" The leader was furious when he heard this. At this time, the fifty cavalry led by Igilian Bod had already come back. He grew up in the manor of the East Kingdom, and his horse archery skills were particularly good. , saw someone shouting loudly under the wild boar, drew a full bow, sat up with his upper body, his buttocks slightly in the air, and shot an arrow. With a scream, the Japanese leader fell off his horse and was hit by an arrow in his right shoulder.
"Chief, leader!"
"Quick, help the leader up!"
Following a burst of confusion, the leader was lifted up from the ground.
, after inspection, there were no other injuries except an arrow in the right shoulder and a bruised nose and face. Lang Dang on the side quickly pulled out the arrow for him and wrapped up the wound.
"Chief, leader, those cavalry are here again. We have been shot to death and injured forty or fifty people. What should we do?"
"What should I do?" The leader was so angry that he climbed on his horse, pulled out his sword with his left hand, and shouted: "Don't worry so much, rush up and fight them to the death, it's better than standing there as an arrow target!"
"Ah ho!"
The group of Japanese responded in unison, raised their spears, and charged towards Yuan Aolie. Yuan Aolie sneered when he saw this, turned his horse's head and retreated towards the high ground. The Japanese were overjoyed when they saw this, and they rushed forward one after another. However, they didn't want to meet He Bayong rushing towards him after chasing for more than a hundred steps. Iji Lianbo Germany blocked the attack again. The Japanese leader died in the rebellion, and hundreds of people abandoned their weapons and armor and fled, leaving only the wild boar flag trampled with countless horse hoof prints.
He Bayong defeated the Japanese soldiers. He did not surround them, but drove them towards the enemy's formation like sheep. The defeated soldiers had no leader and were already lost. They did not know the direction and only knew how to run in the direction where there was no enemy cavalry. . Soon they rushed towards the adjacent friendly troops, causing chaos in their formation. He Bayong's cavalry followed closely behind, easily dispersing the Japanese troops, and then repeated the same trick, driving the defeated troops towards another enemy. Share enemy troops.
Just like this, like dominoes, more and more people were defeated, just like an erupting flash flood, pouring down from a high place, sweeping away all the people and things that stood in its way. There was such a strange scene on the battlefield. The cavalry, which did not exceed 600 in total, drove thousands of people on a rampage, completely defeating the entire Japanese formation. Many Japanese fell to the ground exhausted and did not dare to turn back to resist those terrible cavalry. .
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Send reinforcements quickly! Otherwise it will be too late!"
Brother Zhong looked at everything in front of him, his hands and feet were cold, as if he were dead. His mind suddenly flashed back to what Wang Wenzuo said when he had a long conversation with him: "You can use whatever means you want, and let's see how much strength I need to deal with it!" At first, he thought it was just an act. Big words, now it seems that it may be true!
"Raise fire! Let the defenders on top of Yingshen's Tomb attack!"
"yes!"
The torch was thrown on the haystack that had been prepared. A large amount of dried cow dung was sprinkled in the haystack. The thick smoke suddenly rose and could be seen clearly for more than ten miles. According to the prior agreement, the guardian on the top of the tomb of the god should When the army sees the thick smoke, they will rush down and attack the enemy from both front and rear. Brother Zhong no longer expects to be able to defeat the enemy with this move, but at least he can always reverse the unfavorable situation, right?
"Hey! Why is there no movement?"
"Didn't they see the smoke?"
"How is this possible? The thick smoke can be seen from more than ten miles away. The top of Emperor Ongami's mausoleum is so high, how can he not see it?"
The comments from the subordinates around him were like sharp arrows, hitting the eldest brother's heart. He bit his lips to prevent himself from cursing. There is only one possibility for the situation at hand - the defenders have completely despaired of the battle situation, so they no longer want to make unnecessary desperate struggles and have sided with the enemy.
"Send the order, withdraw the troops!"
"Please forgive me!" The officer on the side lowered his head in fear: "I didn't hear you clearly just now. Do you want to——?"
"Withdraw troops, withdraw troops immediately!" Brother Zhong could feel his heart tingling. He knew what retreat meant at this time, but he had no choice. Even if he puts the last reserve team into the battlefield, it will be difficult to save the situation, and at most it will be a draw. But there was no difference between a draw and a defeat for him. He knew very well how much the people in Asukajing hated him. The only reason why they hadn't revolted yet was because they were afraid of the army in their hands. And no one will be afraid of an unwinnable army. If a coup occurs in Asukakyo, his own road to Omi will be cut off. By that time, escape will be a luxury.
No matter how confused Zhong Daxiong's subordinates were about their monarch's order, the order was still carried out.
There was no suspense about the ensuing battle. In less than two hours, the army brought by Brother Zhong had been reduced to nothing - more than 100,000 soldiers from both sides were killed on the battlefield.
Seven thousand people; about 9,000 people laid down their weapons and surrendered; more than 10,000 defeated troops fled into the Kongo Mountains and Yoshino Mountains. Most of them were captured or killed by local mountain people in the next few months. The head was taken as proof of loyalty to the new emperor. This was probably the largest civil war in the Yamato Kingdom for hundreds of years. Because the battlefield was located near the Tomb of Emperor Ojin, it was also called the Battle of the Imperial Tomb.
"A beautiful victory!" Wang Wenzuo sat by the river and raised his glass to the bloodstained He Bayong: "Your cavalry should take the lead!"
"Your scheduling is the key. I just did what anyone can do!" He Bayong took the wine glass and took a sip: "It could have been done by anyone else!"
"I have already heard about your command from Igilenbod! He admires you so much!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "First occupy the high ground on the side and rear of the enemy army, then lure the enemy army to attack you, and defeat the attack from above. The enemy's infantry, and then drove the defeated troops to sweep into the enemy's formation! You did better than I expected!"
"That's just to bully the Japanese who don't have strong crossbows and are just a mob!" He Bayong returned the empty wine glass to Wang Wenzuo: "Have another drink, I'm dying of thirst!"
Wang Wenzuo smiled, filled the wine glass, and handed it to He Boyong: "Would you like to make a bet with me? After this battle, the Japanese will definitely try their best to raise horses!"
"Raising horses?"
"Yes, the Japanese saw it very clearly in this battle. In the plains, powerful and flexible cavalry is decisive. Brother Zhongda has a lot of infantry, but it is of no use! As long as the Japanese don't want to be slaughtered casually in the next battle , will try every means to raise horses!"
"That's true!" He Bayong took a sip of wine: "But their native horses are so bad that they can only ride on them and shoot arrows. They can't be used as pack animals, so they will definitely not be used to charge into battle!"
"It's nothing. Just bring in stallions and then breed them. It's just a matter of time!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "This is actually a good thing for us!"
"A good thing? Why do you say that?"
"A good stallion, good horsemanship, how to command cavalry, is there anyone better than us in the Japanese country?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Is Sanlang planning to let the Japanese learn cavalry?" He Bayong asked, "Isn't this not good?"
"The Japanese also have cavalry, but there are not many, and they are not very good at using them! Look at Ijirenbod and the Ezo people in the mission, their riding skills and archers are very good! Even if we don't give them to the Japanese, they still can Being able to learn from other channels is just a matter of time. Rather than doing this, it is better to keep those knights in our hands!"
He Bayong did not speak, but his frown showed that he did not agree with Wang Wenzuo's view. Indeed, in any era, the inflow of military technology and resources is an extremely sensitive matter. After all, he can directly change the balance of military power.
But Wang Wenzuo's considerations were much more profound. For ancient farming societies, war horses and cavalry were extremely expensive. The former required a large amount of pasture land and sufficient feed; the latter required long-term off-the-job training. Therefore, in the ancient farming societies of the East and the West, cavalry could be equated with nobles - only those with sufficient wealth could provide war horses and equipment; and long-term off-the-job training can cultivate horse-riding martial arts, which is the foundation of their social status.
Therefore, if the Japanese want to learn the cavalry tactics of the Tang Dynasty, they must first change their social system - a group of warriors who have wealth to raise war horses and have mastered horse-mounted military skills will replace the existing ruling class and become the new ruler. class.
"Inner Palace, Inner Palace!"
"Sanlang, the Japanese Queen is here, I won't disturb you!" He Bayong smiled ambiguously. He had long known about the special relationship between the beautiful queen and Wang Wenzuo. He could only admire this, and he This friend has always had a good rapport with women.
As for the queen's special status, He Bayong didn't think it mattered - as a warrior, who knows that one day the horse will be dead and the body will be returned. Isn't it possible to be content while alive and restrain yourself with those things that you have and don't have? Isn't that a joke?
"Well, please step back first and take a good rest!" Wang Wenzuo patted his friend's shoulder and turned around: "What's the matter? Is there something wrong, Your Majesty?"
"Where's Katsuragi? Catch him
Yet? " Saitama's cheeks were flushed, and his towering chest was rising and falling violently: "I want to give him this bottle of poison hemlock juice and give him the dignity of a king!"
"He has already escaped!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "According to the prisoners' confessions, when the war situation became irreversible, he escaped with his reserve troops!"
"Escaped? This guy!" Saitama stamped his feet angrily: "What a coward!"
