The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 6 Destruction!
The cavalry of the bandits on the left has the largest number of horses and the most complete armor. It should be the elite of their troops, and the threat is also the greatest.

Cao Wenzhao took the lead, and the situation on the battlefield was extremely unfavorable, but his mind was still very clear. Under his leadership, the servants behind him circled a large circle from the official road and headed to the left to kill the general.

While it has not fully launched its formation, it only needs to defeat its front team, so that the rest of the people will not dare to attack, and then disintegrate the offensive of the entire left wing of the thieves.

"Ugh-"

The short sound of riding horns sounded suddenly in the cavalry formation, indicating that the enemy was approaching.

Chen Wang drew the string and drew the bow, staring straight ahead. He didn't need to be reminded by the cavalry number, he was already ready for everything.

The bandit's horse team in front was getting closer and closer, and the sound of horseshoes was as loud as thunder.

Frantic shouts came from all directions, but on the contrary, they exposed the fear in their hearts.

Cao Wenzhao was holding a horse spear, and before the cavalry formations of the two armies approached, the bandit cavalry directly in front of them scattered to the sides like waves.

Those who failed to evade were almost all picked off by Cao Wenzhao's spear, and some of the fish that slipped through the net were also chopped off by the guards who followed behind Cao Wenzhao.

As a few brave horse thieves were killed, the rest of the bandit cavalry ran away one after another. They lacked armor and were often at a disadvantage in the hedge, and they did not have enough courage

The cavalry formation of the Ming army was like a sharp knife, dividing the cavalry of bandits charging straight into two halves.

Between the staggering, a large number of feathered arrows shot towards the left and right sides from the cavalry formation of the Ming army.

Chen Wang drew his bow and set his arrows, his gaze was set on a bandit wearing frontier armor on the front right.

Among the rogues, the most dangerous people are these rogues wearing border armor. Most of them are old thieves. The most ruthless group of people.

It is precisely because of the joining of these soldiers that the combat power of the rogue bandits has become stronger and more difficult to destroy.

Today's thieves' troops are not all rushing in a chaotic group, they even start to form an army formation, start to have semaphore, and start to obey the unified command.

"call out----"

The bowstring vibrates, and the sound of breaking through the air resounds.

In the field of vision, the figure of the bandit in frontal armor flickered, he clutched his face and fell off the horse, then disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at everything in front of him, Chen Wang's expression didn't change a bit, he was used to all this.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die, there is no room for mercy.

The screams of slander came one after another, and among the bandits on both sides, people kept getting shot and fell off their horses, and soon they were trampled into flesh by the rushing horses.

It's not that no one in the bandit cavalry counterattacked, and many feathered arrows also shot into the cavalry formation of the Ming army.

But the servants who followed Cao Wenzhao's charge were all fully armed and wearing heavy armor, and those light arrows could not cause much damage to them at all.

There was a feathered arrow hanging on Chen Wang's skirt, and the feathered arrow did not cause any substantial damage to him.

After shooting seven arrows in a hurry, Chen Wang did not continue to shoot, but put the bow and arrow back into the original place, drew out the saber from his waist, and placed it on his right shoulder.

There are more than [-] feathered arrows left in the quiver. This battle may be a protracted one, and arrows and physical strength must be preserved.

And in the future, bows and arrows will not be used for the time being.

The front suddenly became clear, they pierced through the entire Rogue forward cavalry, and then the Rogue's troops were swarming towards them, but before they could react, they came rushing in a chaotic manner, shouting bold slogans in their mouths.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

When the cavalry of the Ming army suddenly appeared in front of them, the rogue infantry, who were roaring, shouting and rushing forward, all looked frozen.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye. No one thought that the cavalry of the Ming army would kill the forward cavalry in an instant.

Seeing the murderous Ming army cavalry charging straight forward, the thieves standing in the front row all had pale faces at the moment.

Some people wanted to swallow their saliva, but found that there was nothing in their mouths, and some people wanted to escape, but the people behind them blocked their retreat.

The war horse flipped its four hooves, making a muffled sound like thunder, beating violently on the hearts of the gangsters like drumsticks.

Many people's complexions were like dirt, shaking like sifting chaff, and it was even difficult for them to hold the weapons in their hands.

The already chaotic formation of the bandit troop suddenly became even more chaotic, and even the veterans who were in charge of supervising the battle were all terrified.

In front.

The cavalry of the Ming army came towards them like a moving Great Wall. The sun shone brightly on the armor, and the erected sabers shone coldly.

Under the leadership of Cao Wenzhao, the cavalry of the Ming army came galloping like thunder with an indomitable momentum.

In the group of thieves, some people pushed each other to escape, some people cursed and cried when they saw no hope of escape, some held weapons and shouted not to retreat, the whole group of thieves was in chaos, and those who trampled on each other were ignored The number is ugly.

An old bandit wearing a hat and rotten iron armor waved the Yanling Saber in his hand, roaring and trying to maintain the formation, but even if he killed two fugitives in a row, it still had little effect, and the entire formation was in chaos , there is no way one person can bring it back.

The servant in the front row suddenly threw the iron bone in his hand, and the whirling iron bone smashed fiercely into the chaotic crowd, causing bursts of wailing.

An iron bone hit the door in front of him, and the old bandit fell to the ground without even making a sound, and his falling to the ground accelerated the collapse of the bandit troop.

And at this moment, the speed of the war horses of the servants of the Ming army was already the fastest.

Chen Wang clenched the saber in his hand, the bandit troop in front had already collapsed completely, no one pointed their swords at him, all he could see was one back after another.

"kill!!!"

Cao Wenzhao, holding a horse spear, took the lead and stepped into the formation.

The white rainbow was like lightning, and the few thieves who wanted to escape fell to the ground powerlessly.

Amidst the hooves of the heavy rain, the cavalry of the Ming army rushed into the broken formation of the bandits with overwhelming force.

Remnants of limbs flew across, dripping with blood, and the stench of blood permeated in an instant.

The sound of people and horses colliding, the sound of cracking stones, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of wailing and screaming were instantly intertwined.

Mr. Chuangjun Qian, who was in charge of supervising the battle, had no blood on his face. He had already been terrified, and even though he was still dozens of steps away, he could still feel the fierce murderous aura on Cao Wenzhao's body.

He is extremely regretful now, regretting why he stood in such a front position.

"quick……"

After running for less than four or five steps, the sound of horseshoes urging him to death rang in his ears.

He only felt a pain in his chest, as if something pierced through his chest, he wanted to speak, but the blood oozing from his mouth blocked his throat.

Just when he was still confused, he suddenly felt that the whole world began to spin.

Until his death, he didn't know exactly what happened.

But not knowing the way of his death is actually a kind of luck for him.

Because he was stabbed by Cao Wenzhao's horse, and then he was picked up by the horsepower and thrown a full two feet away, fell into the fleeing crowd, and fell to death alive.

The war horses neighed and rushed back and forth, and the iron hooves of the war horses stepped over one refugee after another.

The wrists of the knight on horseback were churning, and the bright saber was flying in the air. Every time he swung a knife, it would inevitably set off a bloody storm.

A ragged ruffian holding a wooden spear was knocked to the ground by a saber. He was still alive, but was trampled on his chest by a galloping horse.

His entire chest was crushed, he couldn't even utter a scream, and he was already dead.

The horseshoes rolled wildly, and more cavalry swarmed in, trampling the corpses on the road or the half-breathed people into flesh.

The mournful wailing and desperate wailing of the dying, mixed with the sound of swords piercing flesh, lingered on the battlefield.

"History of Ming Dynasty Biography Volume 150 Six":
"Cao Wenzhao and others, with their fierce resources, have destroyed everything they go, and they are called the enemy of ten thousand people!"

(End of this chapter)