Night fell. When the last ray of sunlight sank into the western horizon, the color of the sky had gradually faded from orange-yellow to leaden blue, and the blue night arrived like a tidal wave.
The huge noise continued in the wilderness. The sounds of weapons colliding, the galloping of warhorses, the screams of the wounded, and all kinds of voices and shouts were like a flood. Luo Ye was still pushing the shield and running forward with all his might. His companions beside him stabbed the spears in their hands from the top and bottom of the shield, causing blood to gush out. He stepped on a corpse that could still move slightly, and the tip of a spear brushed past his cheek.
"Three! Two — — "Luo Ye shouted at the top of his lungs." One! " The surrounding people shouted in unison. The steel saber in Luo Ye's hand slashed out, and a spear stabbed at him from the front, almost piercing his shoulder. His companions' steel sabers and spears were slashing and stabbing with all their might in the midst of their shouts. The head of the Western Xia soldier in front of Luo Ye was slashed by a blade, and his neck was slashed by another blade. Blood gushed out like a fountain. Then, a long spear was thrust into his neck. The tip of the spear came out from the back of his neck, and pressed down with great force.
The blood that spurted out was still warm, and the eyes of the Western Xia soldier seemed to still have a ferocious look. However, anyone who suffered such an injury would not be conscious anymore. Even so, his corpse was still retreating in the sea of people, and it was getting shorter and shorter as it retreated. There were still soldiers behind him. After their companions in front of them were killed, they revealed their faces. Luo Ye and his companions continued to slash at them with their sabers and spears!
Another Western Xia soldier collapsed. Luo Ye's hands were trembling slightly. He led his subordinates to chase after them, constantly expanding the range of their killing and pursuit. The surroundings were crowded with fleeing figures, and the smell of blood was nauseating. In the distant sky, another streak of light appeared, and from time to time, flaming arrows were shot in a certain direction. In the darkening sky, the Western Xia commander's flag not far away suddenly toppled under the illumination of the flames.
"They are defeated! Behead the general! Seize the flag — — "
Luo Ye shouted, and his voice was already hoarse. It was not that they did not feel tired after fighting continuously. The battle on the battlefield was a clash of life and death. Every slash required all of one's strength. If it was a new recruit who had just experienced this, even if they did not slash on the battlefield, the great tension after the battle would exhaust their strength. Luo Ye and his companions were already veterans, but since the afternoon, they had been rushing and moving for more than ten miles, they had been squeezing out all of their strength.
But no one stopped, and no one was willing to stop. Along the way, if someone fell, his companions would pull him up. "Let's go — kill Li Qianshun!"
The Black Flag Army that slaughtered their way down from the northwest was only three thousand or so people in total, but there were more than ten troops in this advance. The advancement of the spear and shield was as firm as a mountain. After a moment of stalemate, the spear and shield would suddenly erupt and crush the enemy in front with an indomitable momentum. In that instant, dozens of people were slashing and killing with no regard for their lives. For the enemies who were trying to resist, it was a heavy pressure that was hard to resist.
In the Western Xia army, the infantry could not be considered elites. Buba was good at mountain roads, and the quality of individual soldiers was astonishing, but they were often not good in formations. On the battlefield, the largest force was essentially cannon fodder, mostly composed of non-Dangxiang clansmen. Even though Western Xia had been established for many years, and these soldiers had broken away from the nature of slave soldiers, they were essentially still at the same level as the soldiers of the Wu dynasty. Even if the soldiers following the royal flag could be called elites, how could they withstand such enormous pressure in a frontal confrontation?
The charging Black Cavalry soldiers burst out, and then a large scale retreat followed. Even if the crossbowmen in the rear could rely on their weapons to cause damage to the Black Flag Army, when three thousand people broke into thirty thousand people, the damage was pitifully small.
When night fell, the tens of thousands of people on the battlefield were in chaos. Ye Lifeng's commander's flag was pushed down as he retreated. The army was routed, and the other two formations were also affected. And in a place further south, an astonishing battle was extending to the north.
The arrows were thrown into the air. The warhorses were galloping at full speed. The Black Flag's light cavalry and the Western Xia's light cavalry were chasing each other at high speed in the wilderness. In the chaotic situation, the distance between them was constantly narrowing!
"Go! Go! Quickly disperse — "
The captain of the Western Xia light cavalry squad, Chao Ye, shouted as his warhorse galloped at high speed. Not far from him, a Black Flag Army cavalryman holding a long saber was approaching at high speed. There was an arrow stuck in the shoulder of this light cavalry. Even though the sky was dark, Chao Ye seemed to be able to see the madness in the other's eyes.
This was light cavalry. Under most circumstances, it wasn't meant to be used to charge into battle, especially not to be used to charge into battle.
Occasionally, arrows flew out, but under such high speed galloping, most of them had lost their meaning. Chao Ye still had subordinates following him, and the other also had companions, but the cavalryman still charged at high speed.
"Ah ah ah ah ah —"
Chao Ye forcefully pulled on the reins of his warhorse. The warhorse suddenly changed direction, losing its balance. The Black Flag Army's light cavalry that was charging diagonally past also lost their front hooves. In the blink of an eye, a huge cloud of dust flew up. Men's bodies and horses' bodies rolled and twisted on the ground. Other than Chao Ye, five or six Western Xia light cavalry were also affected by this collision. In the blink of an eye, six or seven horses were thrown into a series of collisions. At the back, the light cavalry that did not run fast enough were rushed over by the Black Flag Army's light cavalry and stabbed down with their long spears.
The Western Xia general, Yu Cangma, who was leading the light cavalry, was also running. His general's armor was too conspicuous. There were several groups of cavalry that were closing in on him at high speed on the plains. First, they shot arrows, then they charged at high speed as if they did not care about their lives.
"Open up the distance, scatter them — open up the distance —"
At this time, Yu Cangma's loud shout was already slightly exhausted. The four thousand light cavalry had been cut into pieces on the plains. Many of the light cavalry were being chased and continuously escaping. Yu Cangma was not an incompetent general, and the original situation should not have been like this.
Around the hour of the evening, the heavy cavalry led by Qin Shaoqian broke through the main force of Mo Cang Yiqing and killed Mo Cang Yiqing. Then, they began to advance towards Li Qianshun's army in the northeast. The four thousand light cavalry led by Yu Cangma had been bombarded by the metal buckets and cannons several times. After that, the enemy's light cavalry charged over, and the cavalry on his side was swept away by the main force. On one hand, it was because the battlefield was densely packed with their own people, and it was not easy for the cavalry to display their skills. On the other hand, it was also because they wanted to cover the defeated soldiers. But after calming down a little, Yu Cangma had already seen the enemy's weakness.
Among the three thousand people advancing, there were nearly one thousand and five hundred heavy cavalry, one thousand light cavalry, and one thousand infantrymen. Although the heavy cavalry was not afraid of arrows, the light cavalry and infantrymen were not spared. Even though the enemy's firearms were powerful, his own light cavalry was also fast. He reorganized his troops, and the light cavalry wrapped around the enemy like sticky candy. They shot at high speed and left in a flash. The enemy's firearms could not be set up properly, and the arrows had already caused casualties. On the other hand, Yu Cangma divided his light cavalry into four main forces, and took turns to harass the enemy from different directions. When the other Western Xia army could be seen from afar, the advancing Black Flag Army was almost harassed to a halt.
Then, one thousand light cavalry separated from the middle and began to attack Yu Cangma's cavalry.
In terms of shooting range, shooting at high speed, and the skill of opening up the distance, the elite light cavalry under Yu Cangma's command did not lose to anyone in the world. After the two sides experienced two probing shots, Yu Cangma had already begun to harass the enemy's heavy cavalry and infantrymen again. At the same time, the enemy's light cavalry split up.
One of its troops split into several groups, and began to charge at Yu Cangma's cavalry.
Yu Cangma did not take it seriously. The high speed galloping cavalry on the plains could greatly reduce the threat of arrows, but even if it was a close combat, Yu Cangma, who had the advantage in numbers, would not be afraid of the enemy's mere one thousand cavalry. He ordered his cavalry to do their best to delay the enemy, and at the same time, shoot at high speed and harass the infantrymen. Four thousand cavalry charged at high speed on the battlefield, while the infantrymen raised their shields and waited silently. On the opposite side, the Western Xia army had already advanced closer.
And at this time, the approaching Black Flag Army and Yu Cangma's elite cavalry began the first round of fighting.
The enemy aimed at the side of the galloping cavalry, and madly rushed in like a steel knife chopping a horse's buttocks!
These charging Black Flag Army were either in groups of five or ten. Along the way, there were also some who were shot down by flying arrows. But when they got close, in a situation where both sides were galloping at high speed, the enemy did not fight with their knives, but only charged. This was practically exchanging lives for lives. Yu Cangma did not notice anything wrong with the first few high-speed charges. Only the nearby Western Xia cavalry, from the enemy's roar of "Die, bastard — —", felt a crazed aura. In order to avoid the enemy's firearms, the Western Xia cavalry also galloped at high speed. Five or six horses, seven or eight horses, collided into each other. The horses and the riders were basically all dead.
The crazed charge of a horse could sometimes make a group of people tremble in fear. Even the veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time would tremble in fear at this kind of behavior. No matter how many times they experienced life and death, there were those who were not afraid of death, and those who sought death.
This kind of crazed charge continued to appear. Not long after, it almost broke apart the formation of the four thousand cavalry. Then, they used high speed arrows to avoid the enemy's charge. Afterwards, the Black Flag Army chased from behind, while the thousands of cavalry followed Yu Cangma and fled the battlefield at full speed. The light cavalry of the Black Flag Army continuously urged their horses to charge forward with all their might. Yu Cangma was the core of this charge.
Yu Cangma and the others did not know that the general leading the light cavalry was the commander of the Small Canghe Special Forces, Liu Chengzong. After receiving the order from Qin Shaoqian to block the Western Xia cavalry, this light cavalry unit did not have many doubts. This matter was extremely difficult to accomplish, but there was no other choice.
The first to lead half of the cavalry unit was Liu Chengzong himself, but the one who snatched the task was the chief of staff of the Special Forces, Zhou Huan. This was a person who was usually quiet but extremely good at scheming. He would have many plans for anything he encountered. He had always been ridiculed as a 'greedy for life' general, but like Ning Yi, he had the highest creed of 'solving problems', which was also respected by others. He led more than a hundred cavalry units to launch the charge first. Then, he silently disappeared in the blood, flesh, and dust from the first round of collision. Some of the soldiers under his command followed his footsteps.
— — No one wanted to die. It was just that the problem that needed to be solved was more important than life.
At this time, the sun was gradually setting. The heavy cavalry units and infantry units were similarly silent as they watched their companions launch a charge against a cavalry unit four times their size, almost sacrificing themselves to perish together with the enemy. Then, they picked up their swords, shields, and spears, and began to meet the advancing Western Xia army. At this time, following the departure of the light cavalry unit, they only had two thousand and five hundred people left.
The darkness of the night finally swallowed everything. On the plains, all kinds of fires lit up, sparse and speckled. In the formation of the Western Xia King, a large number of bonfires spread out. All kinds of battle reports, accompanied by routed soldiers, constantly rushed over. In the darkness, the routed soldiers first came one or two, then came in groups. Starting from the afternoon, in a short period of four hours, the demons of the Black Flag Army had killed their way into the Western Xia defensive line. At this time, a large number of routed soldiers were pouncing on them like a tide.
Some of the routed generals were pushed out and beheaded in the camp.
As the Western Xia King listened to this chaotic news, his expression gradually changed from one of anger and rage to one of silence, stupefaction, and quietness. At a quarter to seven in the evening, an even greater rout was spreading. From the west, the demons of the Black Flag Army were carrying the routed troops and pushing them toward the Western Xia King's formation.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
