The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

"Ugh——"

The sound of horns blared in the ranks of the bandits.

The bombardment of the formation caused some people to collapse, fleeing everywhere like headless chickens.

A group of fine cavalry who were in charge of the formation had already drawn out their weapons, drew their knives and slashed at the fleeing soldiers.

The bombardment of heavy artillery did not make them feel intimidated, nor did it make them afraid.

They are veterans who have experienced many battles, and they know very well that the probability of being hit by artillery at such a long distance is very small.

The most important thing is that the guns have been fired for a while now, and it is troublesome to reload the heavy guns. They will not be threatened by shelling in a short time.

How could a two-legged man outrun a four-legged horse, and apart from the fine cavalry sent by Zhang Yuan, the leaders of all the teams were also ruthless.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were cut down to the ground, and the sound of painful wailing and mournful crying in the formation was mixed together.

The strong and pungent smell of blood lingered in everyone's nostrils, but no one dared to move anymore.

Many people in the formation were trembling and their faces were pale, but they still stood where they were.

Such brutal repression methods can easily lead to backlash, but extraordinary measures should be used in extraordinary times. Faced with such a critical situation on the battlefield, it is difficult to subdue the army without heavy punishment.

Compassion does not command soldiers, thickness does not command, love does not command, chaos does not rule, like a proud son, it cannot be used.

If you can't subdue the army, you can't stabilize the army formation, and the benevolence of a woman will eventually lead to defeat and death.

Hundreds of people died under the steel knife, and the blood made all the rogues come back to their senses.

Compared with the shells that don't know when they will come, the steel knife behind him is undoubtedly more frightening.

The rogues are used to claiming tens of thousands of troops, but in fact they never regard the hungry soldiers as their own when they actually count the number of people.

Only those who are promoted to the team are eligible to be included in the statistics.

Those who can stay in the army, none of them are hungry soldiers, they are all members of the army, people who climbed out of the dead.

After a brief panic, they calmed down again.

"Raise your guns, line up!"

At the front of the central army, a tall and bearded officer in rotten silver armor held the steel knife at his waist and shouted orders in a deep voice.

"I recognize you, but the knife in my hand doesn't recognize you!"

"Escape, where can you escape?!"

The bearded team had deep eyes, and the nearly ten thousand hungry soldiers in the three formations in front collapsed within a quarter of an hour of the battle.

He followed Zhang Yuan all the way from Shaanxi to Shanxi, and then to Henan.

In the end, I turned around and went all the way to Hanzhong, where I fought against the Shaanxi soldiers, fought with the Datong battalion, and fought with the Liaodong cavalry.

He has seen this kind of formation too many times, and the rout is terrible, but as long as the large formation can be stabilized to block the first wave of the rout, the situation can be stabilized.

"Guns up! Arrange guns"

The bearded guard raised the steel knife in his hand and ordered again.

Although the troops at the front were trembling, they still dared not disobey orders.

They leaned close together, put down the long guns in their hands, and held them forward, pointing the tip of the guns forward.

As long spears protruded from the formation one after another, the spear formation gradually took on a large scale, blocking the field like a city wall.

Spears are connected to form a line, although some places are sparse and uneven, and the length of the spears is different, but there is no such thing as an army formation that cannot be broken by broken soldiers.

The rogues in the team are also graded. The elite of the team mainly practice sword shields and bows and arrows, while the ordinary team uses long spears and practice spear formation.

In the case of low logistics level and low quality of soldiers, long guns are undoubtedly the most cost-effective.

Pikemen only need to learn two actions, one is to stab and the other is to slap.

Stabbing to kill, slapping to block, the training of long spears is much easier than that of swords, shields, bows and arrows.

The Chinese army led by Zhang Yuan has a total of 8000 people. The outermost perimeter of the front, left, and right is an army formation composed of pikemen, mixed with a certain amount of swordsmen and archers as support.

There are not many gunners in the bandit army, and it is difficult to properly store gunpowder on the way to escape, and the maintenance of firearms is also a big problem.

Therefore, in the army of rogues, the medium and long-range support weapons are generally bows and spears. Although there are firearms, there are not many.

"Archer ready!"

The bearded guard team retreated to the high slope behind and raised the command flag in their hands.

Hundreds of rogue archers held their bows and arrows sideways, buckled the strings and drew the bows, ready to go, and waited for an order to draw the bows and release the arrows.

Not far from the formation, the three front formations formed a wave of over 7000 routs. At this time, they had already rolled back and were about to hit the formation of the Chinese army.

The soldiers of the Chinese army have not recovered from the previous shelling, and the panic-stricken soldiers in front of them are about to rush forward
The distance between the two sides was only sixty or seventy steps, and the noisy noise came from the front, and there was another commotion in the calm army formation.

The bearded team leader's eyes froze slightly, he clenched the command flag in his hand, and suddenly raised it downwards, roaring angrily.

"put!"

The next moment after receiving the order, all the archers who had been waiting for a long time drew their bows without any hesitation.

In the big formation, countless bow strings vibrated like cotton plucking sounds in an instant.

A large number of arrows flew into the sky in an instant, and the densely packed arrows rose into the sky almost at the same time, flying towards the front like a huge swarm of locusts.

Hundreds of feathered arrows flew out of the string, piercing the low sky, bringing out a series of sharp whistling sounds.

General bows and arrows are less powerful than crossbows and firearms, but bows and arrows are far better than these two weapons in terms of firing rate.

A burst of arrows just rose, and a burst of arrows shot again. Countless feather arrows intertwined together in the air, and fell towards the rout soldiers who were swarming in like a huge net bag.

The archers in the Rogue Army are not good marksmen, most of them are actually very poor in archery.

But the collective projectile does not require the support of superb archery, it only needs to be able to draw the bowstring and shoot the arrow.

Light arrows thrown like this can hardly cause damage to soldiers wearing armor, but now their targets are those hungry soldiers in ragged clothes and no armor.

Accompanied by the sound of howling wind, the locust-like feather arrows were shot into the wave of rout soldiers, and dozens of people were shot by the feather arrows and fell to the ground in an instant.

There were bursts of wailing in the wave of routs, which were the screams of the wounded.

However, the screams did not last long, and were soon drowned out by the crowd.

A hundred or so people fell under the feather arrows, which was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the nearly ten thousand rout, and did not have much impact, not even causing much waves.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The low sound of the horn echoed in the formation, which was the sound of the horn to prevent the impact.

"Raise the gun!"

The bandit leaders and management team at the front all shouted loudly.

"Array!"

Right or wrong, success or failure, in one fell swoop!
At this time, the archers had stopped shooting after shooting several bursts of arrows.

"Chong————"

But hearing an extremely loud gong, two passages instantly appeared on the left and right sides of the front of the bandit formation.

Before everyone could react, hundreds of cavalry had galloped out from between the two passages.

"Boom--"

The sound of horseshoes was loud, like dense drumbeats.

The two cavalry galloped out one from the left and the other from the right, like two sharp knives falling on the flesh and blood, cutting through the raging wave of rout soldiers in an instant.

The retreating soldiers had no time to react. They were either knocked to the ground by the tall horses and thrown aside heavily, or fell under the sharp sabers in the hands of the knights on the horses.

Fortunately, those who escaped were not killed, and they were immediately beheaded by the following cavalry.

The blood rain suddenly started, the wind filled the air, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground.
The horseshoes rolled wildly, trampling the corpse or the half-breathed person into a pulp.

The black banner fluttered in the strong wind.

Zhang Yuan stood on a high ground on a horse, and looked at the entire formation with a blank expression. He had a panoramic view of everything in the front and left and right parts.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he led a group of personal guards to the front, in order to stabilize the formation.

Most of the heavy artillery of the officers and soldiers fell on the front, and the front was panicked for a while, and the front was the first to bear the brunt of the rout.

Not only were the rout soldiers all hungry soldiers, but there were also many infantry troops, and some horse troops were also involved in it because they couldn't escape.

Only relying on the more than 2000 soldiers in the front may not be able to stop those crazy routs, so Zhang Yuan not only dispatched thousands of troops from the central army, but also sent two teams of fine cavalry under his command to attack first to contain the rout. The momentum of the soldiers.

Zhang Yuan is familiar with how to contain the rout. To be precise, as long as he is the leader of the 72nd Battalion, he knows exactly what method should be adopted.

To drive away hungry soldiers, the crowd tactics are not used by one family, but by 72 companies.

They have no way to compete with officers and soldiers in skills, nor can they compete in arms with officers and soldiers. What they can rely on is their numbers!
Zhang Yuan's eyes were deep, staring at the tide of soldiers that had already rolled back and was coming.

The speed of the rout has slowed down, the rain of arrows restrained their footsteps, and the gun array forced them to turn around, and those rout soldiers who had no time to turn fell under the gun array without exception.

But Zhang Yuan didn't feel at ease in the slightest, because he knew very well that the real test hadn't come yet—the second round of shelling by officers and soldiers hadn't come yet.

"Forty more steps."

Zhang Yuan's eyes were cold and his voice was peaceful.

"Forty steps further?"

All the guards looked at each other in blank dismay, and the lieutenant who followed Zhang Yuan's side changed his expression and said.

"Forty steps further, there are only two formations left in front of us, and..."

Just now, more than half of the artillery shells of the officers and soldiers landed in the front. If we advance forty steps, if the shells...

"I said, another forty steps!"

Zhang Yuan's face was slightly cold, his leopard eyes sharpened, and his voice sank.

There are only seven or eight heavy artillery pieces in total for the officers and soldiers, and the probability of being directly hit by the artillery in the large formation is actually very low.

The gunners of officers and soldiers are not gods, and they can't point and shoot.

If it is only a few hundred meters, the artillery is still accurate, but after more than a mile, most of the artillery is not accurate at all, and where the shells land depends on luck.

Zhang Yuan had heard the sound of artillery in the formation of officers and soldiers before, and it should be all firing artillery.

At the beginning, there was a bronze fire cannon in the fort where he was guarding, so he knew the range and power of the fire cannon very well.

Zhang Yuan rode his horse forward, the guards did not dare to neglect, the lieutenant general who was reprimanded hurriedly ordered the generals of the Chinese army to follow.

As the big black banner moved forward again, the morale of the troops in front of the rogue bandits gradually picked up.

The purpose of Zhang Yuan's forty steps forward was to boost the morale of the army.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The fire appeared first, and then the sound of rushing thunder came from afar again.

Zhang Yuan looked solemn, at least three shells smashed into the front of the army formation.

This time, because the soldiers in front lined up in a tight formation, the damage was even worse, and more people fell in a pool of blood.

What's more serious is that a shell just happened to land in front of an army formation.

After the cannonball smashed over two defeated hungry soldiers, it rolled into the army formation and broke countless long spears, directly smashing into a huge gap in the originally tight spear formation.

It was this gap that gave the fleeing hungry soldiers a chance.

Those hungry soldiers who fled saw a gap in the tight gun array, saw the hope of survival, and rushed towards that gap like crazy...

But now Zhang Yuan's mind is not on the gap.

Because not far away, there is something more important than that gap.

Among the vast rout of soldiers, countless dark red banners are rushing towards his position - they are armored cavalry of the Ming army!

The progress of the plot is a bit slow. This battle in Hanzhong is Chen Wang's plan to obtain the Hanzhong Guerrilla in advance. Because the current position of Hanzhong Guerrilla is not vacant, so we need to find another way