The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 9
In front of my eyes, gunpowder smoke filled the air.

In the ears, the sound of horseshoes faded away.

Chen Wang stared blankly at the official road not far away, his mouth and nose were filled with the stench of blood, and the blood had already stained the shield arm of his knife-holding hand.

Viscous blood slowly flowed down the armor covering the arm, and the saber on the shoulder was still shining coldly, but it was covered with a thick bloody light.

White gas was blown from the nose of the horse under the seat, and it made a whirring sound, digging the soil on the ground with its front hooves.

Chen Wang didn't grab the reins, but put his hand on the neck of the horse under his seat, comforting this partner who was with him day and night.

Ahead, the fiery red banner belonging to Cao Wenzhao was still brightly lit.

Cao Wenzhao held the horse upside down, turned his back to them, faced the official road, and waited in the horse.

Beside him, the commanding soldier who applauded blushed and blew the horn vigorously.

The long and long sound of the horn resounded over the cavalry formation, and then spread in all directions.

Looking around, one after another, Pao Ze is returning to the cavalry formation.

After breaking through the cavalry of the bandits on the left and the following infantry, they scattered and drove the defeated soldiers to create chaos everywhere, and now they regrouped under the call of bugles.

The cavalry formation was being rearranged, and they defeated most of the enemy forces on the left flank. Although it was a big victory, they also suffered casualties.

Chen Wang looked slightly gloomy. In the battle of Jinlingchuan in May, he followed Cao Bianjiao to attack the enemy.

There were 12 people in the team. After the battle, three people died, five people were injured, and only four people left the battle without injury. He was one of the four people.

He was still unscathed in this charge, but there was another familiar face missing in the team.

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

What's more, they are pawns.

Chen Wang didn't say a word. When this battle is over, most of the people around him will die, or even all of them will die.

Although the current situation is much better than the original historical situation, it is still unknown whether he can walk off the battlefield alive.

The next battle will be the real danger.

The sound of the horn has ended, and the cavalry has reassembled. Cao Wenzhao once again erected the horse in his hand, but he has not issued the military order to march again. The horse in his hand has no intention of letting go, as if he is waiting. wearing something.

Chen Wang looked over Cao Wenzhao's shoulder and looked further away.

Chen Wang had a panoramic view of everything in the distance. He saw that the bandits' cavalry had assembled, and behind the low hills in the distance, there was still a large cavalry rushing towards this side for help.

In the big formation of the bandits, they are constantly mobilizing, and they still do not give up, and they want to completely swallow all the Ming army above the officialdom.

Looking back, the scattered thieves on the left flank were also trying to regroup with cavalry soldiers at this time, and they would pose a threat again before long.

The horse soldiers of the rogues in the distance already exceeded [-], and they were still increasing. The troops attacking the official road definitely exceeded [-].

The thieves used the hungry people as the vanguard, followed by infantry swords and shields to press the formation, gathered archers behind them to suppress with strong bows, and used diffuse to attack the Ming army's formation.

Counting the rogues who have not yet attacked after the slope, and the bandit soldiers in Qiutou Town, the total force used by the rogues in this battle exceeded 3, ten times the force.

A piercing whistle suddenly sounded in Chen Wang's ears, and Chen Wang turned his head to look in the direction of the official road again.

In the thick gunpowder, Chen Wang saw countless flames shining, and then a large number of rockets spewed out, shooting towards the swarming thieves.

The rockets and firecrackers in the Ming army were fired at the same time, and the ranks of the bandits were in chaos again.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The familiar sound of war drums sounded slowly from the formation of the Ming army above the official road.

The high-spirited drum beat on everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, Chen Wang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched the saber in his hand.

The sound of war drums on the official road is exactly the sound of marching drums!
"kill!"

Cao Dingjiao was the first to rush out of the army formation, holding the Yanling Saber and roaring.

Behind him, a group of servants wearing the body armor of the frontier commander, covering their arms, wearing a high bowl helmet, and holding swords and shields followed closely.

"kill!!!"

A louder shout came from the formation of the Ming army, and Cao Dingjiao personally took the lead in the charge, which aroused the blood and bravery of the army.

Meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, and the bandits in front of them have been bombarded repeatedly by tiger squatting guns and covered by rockets. The formation has long been in chaos.

They have fought a lot, and they can understand when to do things.

And now.

It's time to take advantage of the victory and pursue it!
The Ming army's originally well-organized spear formation disintegrated in an instant. The sword and shield soldiers in the front stepped forward quickly, followed by a large number of spearmen holding spears.

They were all infected by the fierce atmosphere, all of them flushed red, looked terrified, and roared forward.

In less than a moment, the battle has already become intense...

The fiery red torrent slammed into the black tide that had stopped. Amidst the screams of the mountains and tsunami, the Ming army of the brigade rushed out of the thick gunpowder smoke and charged forward with overwhelming momentum.

The hungry people at the forefront have already suffered repeated attacks from tiger squatting guns and rockets, and they have already been defeated, collapsed, and are running in all directions.

The infantry in the rear held steel knives and was beheading those who retreated, threatening those in front to continue attacking.

No one thought that the Ming army, who was besieged on the official road, would launch a counterattack at this time.

The Ming army charged forward, although it looked chaotic, in fact they all took the flag as a unit, and under the leadership of the general of the banner, they marched into the enemy's formation in long formations.

The Ming army lined up neatly, but the bandits' lineup was in chaos, thrown into chaos, and fell into collapse as soon as they came into contact.

No matter how the old gangsters in the formation roared, it was of no avail. The front and center formations of the bandits' right-wing troops were completely in chaos, and only the rear formations could barely support them.

"Ugh——"

The low horn sounded again.

Chen Wang's eyes also returned to the horse in Cao Wenzhao's hand.

The horse lance swung down suddenly, and hundreds of war horses stepped forward one after another. The sound of rumbling horseshoes echoed in Chen Wang's ears again, and the headwind hit him head-on.

Cao Wenzhao was waiting for this opportunity!

(End of this chapter)