The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 139 Invincible
"Steady the army, raise your gun!!!"

The old bandit in charge of the team was shaking like chaff, shouting hysterically.

In the line of sight, it was full of fiery red, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes hit his chest like a heavy hammer.

Just in front of him, a group of infantry soldiers raised their spears again, and the somewhat chaotic formation of spears that had been charged by a group of rout soldiers became tighter again.

After fighting many battles, it is natural to know how to survive from the battlefield.

War horses are instinctively afraid of bright and sharp things, even trained war horses don't have the courage to charge straight into the spear formation.

When the cavalry rushed into the formation, they seldom charged directly to the front, but mostly seized the weak defensive points to find the right opportunity to cut diagonally and break through the formation.

The old bandits in charge of the team knew very well that the only way for infantry to survive against cavalry was to hold together for warmth.

The infantry who lost their army array faced the cavalry as weak as lambs to be slaughtered.

He frantically waved the steel knife in his hand, roaring with all his might.

"Raise the gun!"

He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die, he wants to live, he wants to live.

He escaped the famine, escaped the disaster of war, and struggled to climb out from the pile of dead people.

After walking tens of thousands of miles, I finally survived, tried my best, and left everything behind.

In front of him, the blood-red banners were already connected together, as terrifying as a gnawing cloud.

Just looking at it makes people tremble with fear.

The sound of horseshoes was approaching, and the faces of the cavalrymen under the blood-red banner were even clearly visible.

Countless fiery red helmet flags and red tassels fluttered in the strong wind, like a tumbling blood-colored raging wave, which made people frightened.

"Raise the gun!!!"

The old gangster in charge of the team's eyes were about to burst, he clenched the steel knife in his hand, and howled heart-piercingly.

The atmosphere of despair lingers in everyone's mind, and no one is not afraid of the elite cavalry of the officers and soldiers.

The time of life and death often stimulates people's potential, and the surrounding infantrymen are also affected by the old bandit.

They all know that no matter how fast a person's legs are, they can't be as fast as a four-legged horse. Only by standing together and huddling together for warmth can there be a chance of survival.

"what!!!!"

All the gangsters howled loudly. They gathered together, holding the spears in their hands tightly, trying to dispel the fear in their hearts with their voices.

However, their shouts were completely suppressed in an instant, and all their courage disappeared in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

Eighteen three-eyed blunderbusses fired in volley, the flames of the blunderbusses dazzled the eyes, like thunder, and the explosions were continuous.

A large number of lead bullets flew out from the muzzle, and the distance of thirty steps passed in an instant.

Three-eyed gun, three-eyed gun, as the name suggests, has three barrels.

Unlike bird guns that can only be shot single-shot, three-eyed guns can be filled with up to three or four lead bullets per pack.

Depending on the situation on the battlefield, it can be fired with three barrels, or each barrel can be fired successively.

When the cavalry charged into the formation, they would naturally not fire three barrels in bursts but choose three barrels in salvo.

There are 54 three-eye guns, and the three-barrel salvo is [-] gun barrels, which can fire more than [-] lead bullets in an instant.

The lead bullets fired from the three-eyed blunderbuss are naturally not as powerful as the standard bird blunderbuss, and it is difficult to penetrate the solid armor.

But they can easily penetrate the human body. Hundreds of lead bullets rushed into the battle, easily tearing the bodies of those rogue gunmen.

The lead bullets rolled into their bodies, and spurts of bloody arrows spurted out. Dozens of rogue gunmen standing at the front rolled to the ground screaming, and the long spears in their hands were also powerlessly thrown to the ground.

Dense gunpowder smoke rose from the position of the fire gate and muzzle, but the horse charged so fast, the gunpowder smoke was broken and scattered just as soon as it emerged.

The sizzling sound of the fire folding and igniting the primer was mixed with the rumbling horseshoes, which was very rhythmic, but no one was enjoying an impassioned piece of music.

Those bangs and the sound of horseshoes were the death knell for all the rogues.

The [-] cavalry charging at the forefront are all good fighters in the army.

How can there be an ordinary person who dares to die and break the front? !
The sound of horseshoes was like thunder, and before the sound of gunfire fell, the cavalry on horseback shouted and killed again.

"kill!"

The distance of [-] steps has come in an instant, and the gangster's gun array has completely collapsed at this time.

At this time, the speed of the horses was already galloping to the maximum. The eighteen cavalry who charged in front finished putting down the three-eyed guns. They put down the three-eyed guns, held the handles of the guns, and used them directly as maces.

The heavy three-eyed blunderbuss smashed on people's bodies with horsepower, the light ones had broken tendons and bones, and the severe ones were killed on the spot, without even a scream.

"kill!!!"

The shouting and killing sounded again, Chen Wang's eyes were cold, and he rode his horse into the battle.

Eighteen three-eyed musketeers lined up in front of him in a wedge-shaped guard, followed by a group of armored cavalry, sweeping away like a rushing iron stream.

The second wave of rogue spearmen couldn't stop them from advancing. They had already dispersed like birds and beasts as early as the first wave of spearmen had just been defeated.

Along the way, the rogue spearmen who had no time to evade were all drawn into the torrent without exception, and were smashed to pieces in an instant.

Crying and screams echoed on the battlefield, and the curse of death permeated the field.

The sword is ruthless, and the war is cold-blooded.

The strong live, the weak die.

Chen Wang clenched the horse in his hand, the cold touch made his heart as calm as water.

Countless old memories flew by like a revolving lantern in my mind, those that belonged to me once, and those that belonged to that Ming Dynasty, but no matter what it was, it didn't cause any ripples.

The son of a daughter can't sit still, and charging into the battle is really not what the Lord will do.

If the crock can't be broken without leaving the well, the general will inevitably die before the battle.

But the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and opportunities are fleeting, so there is no room for too much hesitation.

Originally, he just wanted to drive away the rout and charge into battle, and simply win the battle.

It's just that Zhang Yuan, who is close at hand, gave him another idea.

Chen Wang is very aware of his weight.

It was precisely because of this that Chen Wang chose to personally lead the armored cavalry into the battle.

Training and recruiting troops can be done according to the scriptures and step by step.

But fighting is not enough. He has indeed read military books and actual records, but these are not enough to make a person a qualified general.

Once a general is successful, all qualified generals have experienced countless wars and countless tempering before they finally succeed.

Strategizing to win thousands of miles, he can't do it now.

Coordinating and directing the encirclement and interspersed, he can't do it now.

Charge into the battle, kill the generals and capture the flag, he can do it now.

In the eight years of the original body, 39 heads were saved in the army, all of which were bought by bloody battles.

If the enemy was the Qing army, Chen Wang would not choose to charge.

If the enemy was the Ming army, he would not choose to charge.

The formation of the Qing army was strict, and there were a large number of heavy bows in the army that could penetrate the iron armor. Dare to charge directly into the army formation is undoubtedly a dead end.

However, the Ming army was widely equipped with firearms, large and small Francophones, tiger squat guns, and various types of firecrackers, and it was difficult to break through the frontal impact.

But the army of the rogues is sparse and uneven, the formation is loose, and the firearms are scarce, why don't they rush?

"Rumble rumble——"

The two rows in front of the bandits were broken, and a group of armored cavalry followed closely, killing the generals from the gap.

And after that, those rout soldiers who came back from the beginning saw the gap opened, no matter how it was opened, they all rushed over in one go.

With the addition of those rout soldiers, the large formation that the rogues could hold on to was shattered in an instant.

The headwind hits, and the sound of the wind is heard.

The flags are flying, and the horseshoes are thundering.

The rustling of robes, the sound of shouting and killing moved the sky.

Chen Wang held the horse spear and rode forward. The speed of the horse had already reached the fastest at this time, and the earth was receding like a tide.

All Chen Wang's attention was focused on the big black banner not far away.

120 steps, one hundred steps, eighty steps...

The scene in front of him became clearer, and the noise in his ears became louder. Under the big black banner, Chen Wang saw Zhang Yuan who was full of fear.

Zhang Yuan was wearing a bright purple-gold armor, with the same three-flag moonlight helmet on his head, except that the three helmet flags on the helmet were not moon pattern flags, but pure blue helmet flags.

"Stop them!"

Zhang Yuan's angry roar came to Chen Wang's ears from a distance of [-] steps along with a group of rogue elite cavalry who rushed straight forward.

Chen Wang looked up and saw that the guarding cavalry in front had already joined the battle, and hundreds of elite cavalry guarding Zhang Yuan rushed down the mound, heading straight towards him.

It was just one handing over a horse, and dozens of riders fell off his horse, and two of his guards also fell off their horses.

The armored cavalry of the three rogue bandits came hand in hand, and the three sabers raised high and broke through the wind.

The three rogues were all wearing bright helmets and armor, with fierce eyes and awe-inspiring aura. They were not intimidated by Chen Wang and a group of armored cavalry who charged straight forward.

Chen Wang's eyes were cold, and he raised the horse in his hand. His mood, which was as calm as still water, suddenly boiled, and the horse in his hand whizzed away.

The rogue Jingqi who rushed up first fell off his horse before he could react, and the horse lance in Chen Wang's hand was still in the process of castration, and the sharp lance blade pierced the air and let out a clear clang.

The last Rogue Jingqi who rushed straight did not react, and the lance blade easily cut open his neck and then cut off his entire head.

The sudden change also scared away the courage of the last person, but at this moment he had already rushed straight, and it was impossible to avoid it.

The fierce killing intent circulated in Chen Wang's eyes, he could see that his heart was beating crazily, and the hot blood was flowing rapidly in his body.

"roll!"

Chen Wang roared angrily, the sound was like gold and stone, the horse in his hand suddenly turned, and cut away obliquely.

The bandit Jingqi's face was pale, before the horse spear in Chen Wang's hand came, his eyes turned white, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn, and he fell off the horse directly.

"kill!!!"

The shouts of shouting and killing like a tsunami sounded again, and the morale of all the cavalry who followed behind Chen Wang was like a rainbow.

In just one confrontation, the hundreds of rogue elite cavalry who rushed straight to stop them were wiped out.

Zhang Yuan's canthus is about to split, and his heart is full of cold.

Chen Wang was wearing bright silver fish-scale armor, a vermilion battle robe, and a moon-patterned flag on his helmet. He couldn't be more eye-catching.

He saw Chen Wang beheading his elite cavalry like chopping melons and vegetables, all of them were invincible.

The memory hidden in his heart hit him again, and Chen Wang's figure gradually overlapped with a famous general dressed in the same costume.

"Cao Bianjiao... Cao Bianjiao..."

Zhang Yuan trembled all over, shaking like a sieve.

Even though it has been five years, he still remembers what happened that day.

Their 500-strong army was defeated by a group of Mingqi with only more than [-] people, and the heads of the two battalions who followed him were beheaded in that battle.

The general who led the team of Mingqi was Cao Bianjiao. At that time, Cao Bianjiao had the same attire and the same sharpness!
"Walk!!!"

Zhang Yuan didn't dare to retreat before, because he knew that if he retreated, the Ming army would cover up and kill him, and he would be defeated.

But now he doesn't dare not retreat, then tomorrow will come straight at him.

Even though they were seventy or eighty steps away, he could still feel the killing intent on that general, and that general definitely wanted to put him to death.

Zhang Yuan didn't want his head to become someone else's trophy or a stepping stone.

"Stop him!!"

Zhang Yuan shouted indiscriminately, without turning his head, he rode away.

He didn't say who should be in the rear, nor did he say who to stop. The cavalry of the Ming army charged straight forward and confronted him head-on. There is still half a point of fighting spirit.

All the ambition that had arisen in his heart was gone at this moment.

Chen Wang's bravery completely frightened him, Zhang Yuan only had one thought in his mind now - run!

He couldn't think of any resistance, and he couldn't think of any resistance.

Zhang Yuan's psychological defense completely collapsed, and everything was left behind. He frantically whipped the horse under his seat and fled straight to the rear.

Of course Zhang Yuan wasn't the only one who was intimidated, the elite cavalry who were guarding Zhang Yuan were equally frightened.

Zhang Yuan thought of Cao Bianjiao, so why didn't they also think of Cao Bianjiao.

Originally, Zhang Yuan didn't leave, and they still had the courage to stand still, but seeing Zhang Yuan hit the horse and flee first, how could they summon up the slightest courage.

Although some loyal Jingqi escaped, they also fled eastward with Zhang Yuan, but more of them scattered and fled in a hurry, fleeing to the other side.

However, when Zhang Yuan turned his horse's head and fled backwards, he was only sixty or seventy steps away from Chen Wang, that is, a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

The distance of nearly [-] meters is only a few seconds for a full-speed war horse.

Zhang Yuan fled in a panic, the horse under his seat had only time to start, and the speed of the horse was only half raised.

Chen Wang rode the horse forward with a spear in his hand, his eyes focused on Zhang Yuan.

At this time, he was already twenty steps away from Zhang Yuan. At such a short distance, Chen Wang could already see clearly the accessories on Zhang Yuan's body.

Chen Wang abandoned his lance and changed his bow, and fired three arrows in a row. Shooting an arrow on a fast-moving horse would have been inaccurate, and there were still many elite cavalry beside Zhang Yuan at this time.

Among the three arrows, only one arrow hit the target, and that arrow could not penetrate Zhang Yuan's armor.

"Go away!!"

Chen Wang's heart burst into flames, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and opened his bow again.

The bow is full of the moon, and the string moves and the arrow shoots away like a meteor chasing the moon.

All the rogue Jingqi who followed Zhang Yuan were all terrified. Hearing Chen Wang scolding behind him, there were actually some people who fled in other directions and got out of the way.

Zhang Yuan's heart trembled violently, Chen Wang's voice was not far behind him, he looked back subconsciously, but he was almost scared out of his wits at this glance.

Turning his head, he happened to meet Chen Wang's fierce eyes, and saw Chen Wang let go of the bowstring in his hand.

In the field of vision, Zhang Yuan saw the feathered arrow coming from the string.

He wanted to avoid it, but before he could use the reins to control the direction of the steed under him, he heard a heart-piercing long hiss.

"咴------"

Zhang Yuan paused, and before he knew what happened, he felt that the whole world suddenly spun, and his whole body flew up.

"Oh!"

The huge sound echoed in Zhang Yuan's ears, Zhang Yuan only felt sore all over his body, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

The violent impact made him dizzy, and waves of pain hit his limbs and head, torturing his nerves.

Zhang Yuan raised his head with difficulty and looked forward. In his field of vision, there were a large number of galloping war horses. Wherever he came into view, there were blood-red banners.

(End of this chapter)