Zhou Qingfeng's first move had intimidated many people. He had used a group of bumpkins to pretend to be a powerful army. The dozen or so spearmen who had accompanied him to attack the Dragon King Temple were now the basic captains of his transport team. These bumpkins who had not received any military training had now become the key to maintaining the integrity of the transport team's spear formation. They did not need to use their brains, they just needed to listen to the leader.
Although the one holding the bronze binoculars was He Zhuo, the orders were still given in the name of the leader. If the Big Boss said to walk slowly, the grass-roots captains would walk slowly. If the Big Boss said to form a line, the grass-roots captains would think of a way to form a line. If the Big Boss said to charge, the grass-roots captains would take the lead and charge.
He Zhuo's distance from the battlefield was very suitable. About three hundred meters was just enough for him to see the entire horse market. The fleeing peddlers, the disorderly horse caravans, the retreating Ma Chengta caravans, the spear-carrying caravans that were like headless flies, and the Ming army that was moving out of Fushun Pass even further away. He could see everything.
The distance of three hundred meters also allowed the messengers on horseback to deliver the orders in time. They could at least distinguish the three colors of red, yellow, and blue painted on the captains' bodies. This was good news for illiterate people. Zhou Qingfeng did not know every basic captain, and the messengers could not recognize them one by one. The colors became the most conspicuous symbol.
From Zhou Qingfeng's point of view, the three hundred plus people of the transport team basically became a flock of sheep running around after they were sent out. But from He Zhuo's point of view, the sheep that could still gather together were very good soldiers. She quickly became addicted to commanding these sheep. The messengers who kept returning to her side would once again carry out her orders and carry out her will.
He Zhuo ordered a wave of killing. The target was the peddlers who were watching from the sidelines without any threat.
"Brothers, let's go and kill the bastards on the other side." The two small leaders, Wang and Zhang, were also very excited. When people were excited, their morale would be high and they would have the desire to take the initiative to fight. It was naturally not difficult to bully a group of unarmed peddlers. They immediately raised their spears and charged out while howling.
"Ah … Oh my god! This group of fellows has really thrown my face away. " Zhou Qingfeng covered his face and lamented, "He Zhuo, what the hell are you doing? I sent the transport team to take over the convoy that Ma Chengta left behind. Why did you send them to fight the onlookers? Those guys were just farmers this morning. They don't know how to fight. "
Zhou Qingfeng was worried that his subordinates' tiger skin would be exposed, but He Zhuo was more confident than Zhou Qingfeng. She stared at the spear formation of the transport team and said quickly, "Look, look, look, they're doing a good job. They rushed up that low slope in front of us, and the onlookers are fleeing in disorder. "
"How could they not flee? They're just here to watch the fun. "Zhou Qingfeng no longer dared to look at the team of country bumpkins. It was just a charge of less than thirty meters, and the opponents were defenseless, but the three hundred people were like sheep. The people at the back rushed to the front, and the people at the front blocked the back. Some people were even poked in the buttocks by their own people's spears and were screaming. Some people were too excited and left the spear formation.
"He Zhuo, can't you let them do something serious? I let these guys equip the spears as a weapon for self-defense and courage, not for attacking. " Zhou Qingfeng really couldn't bear to see the messy Brownian Sports team after the charge of the transport team. "The group of peddlers who were watching the fun have all run away. The charge that you commanded didn't achieve anything at all. Also, how can you command such a messy formation? "
According to Zhou Qingfeng, He Zhuo's casual command had turned the transport team's formation into Brownian Motion. After chasing away the onlookers, the entire transport team seemed to have won an unprecedented victory. They actually stood on the low slope to celebrate with each other, celebrating that more than three hundred people had driven away a dozen idlers. Zhou Qingfeng really could not figure out what these people were so happy about.
Shouldn't they be ashamed of this?
On the contrary, the morale of more than three hundred people in the transport team was high. The captain, who acted as the backbone of the team, began to shout, "Team, team, the leader is watching us from behind."
On the enemy tower of Fushun Pass, Li Yongfang's knuckles turned white as she held the wall. Several attendants around her also looked solemn. The unknown spear formation outside the pass was really unexpected. When the spear formation easily drove away a dozen or so peddlers who were watching the fun, Li Yongfang's forehead was covered in sweat. She shouted in disbelief, "These poor soldiers are actually reforming their formation. They can actually regroup after being scattered."
A strong army, there was no doubt that they were strong soldiers!
Daming's army of beggars really did not have this ability. After the team killed their way out, they basically ran away in waves. Once the people were in chaos, the officers were helpless even if they wanted to command. Those soldiers would definitely not regroup to fight again. They would either loot everywhere, hide and slack, or simply flee the battlefield. Anyway, as long as they were out of the officers' sight, they would not regroup even if they died.
After a charge, the formation of this group of soldiers in front of them was also disorderly. Li Yongfang thought this was normal. If the formation could not be disorderly during a charge, he would think that they were heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals. There was no need to fight, they could just kneel. But after the soldiers charged, the basic officers could still regain control of the troops. This ability was too amazing in the late Ming Dynasty.
This meant that this army could repeatedly attack, fight independently, and serve as the mainstay of the battlefield. Li Yongfang was even a little envious. Even his retainers could not do this.
Ma Chengta, who was fleeing, saw this scene and immediately fled. The appearance of such a strong army in Fushun was a big deal. He had to report it to the Great Khan.
Meanwhile, Mangurdai, who was chasing after Ma Chengta, was regrouping his Mongolian cavalry. The cavalry that had just charged had already scattered, so it was not easy to gather people again. Many Mongolians went straight into robbing mode after they scattered the enemy. After killing their way into the warehouse built by Ma Chengta, they no longer cared about the situation on the battlefield. They even deliberately ignored the orders of their commanders.
At this time, the most important thing was to grab some valuables.
Since ancient times, many battles that were won first and then lost would be reversed at this time. Many schemes of feigning defeat often involved luring the enemy deep in, throwing gold and silver on the road to attract the enemy soldiers into chaos, and then counterattacking.
He Zhuo asked his maid to inform Mangurdai to chase after the fleeing Ma Chengta. But Mangurdai could not control his subordinates. Often, when he finally called seven or eight people to the left, the people on the right would run off to rob. When he gathered the people on the right, the people on the left would disappear.
Mangurdai knew the nature of his subordinates. They would not regroup until they had robbed enough. Because of this, he was so angry that he waved his horsewhip and shouted loudly. But when he looked at the Spear Transport Team that was regrouping not far away, this Khalka tribe's Beizi felt as if ten thousand 'f * ck mud horses were running across his heart.
These country bumpkins actually knew how to regroup. Shouldn't they scatter like a swarm of bees? There were so many valuables abandoned in the horse market, why didn't they rob them? Were these muddy legs that had just eaten a full meal in the morning and did not even wash their trousers properly? Was this a strong army that had been trained for many years and had been on the battlefield for a long time?
Mangurdai had laughed at this transport team, saying that they were a bunch of useless people and that their wooden spears were just for show. He thought that he could lead a team to attack and defeat them like sheep. But now that he saw the quality of this team, he could not laugh.
On the wall of Fushun Pass, one of his attendants reminded Li Yongfang, "Your Excellency, our team is going up."
During his years in Fushun, Li Yongfang had spent a lot of money to raise more than 30 retainers. Although there were not many people in this team, according to the standards of the late Ming Dynasty, they were 'brave soldiers'. They were an elite unit and the foundation for Li Yongfang to maintain his status. He had already invested a lot by letting more than a dozen retainers go into battle. It was also because of the retainers that more than a hundred soldiers dared to go into battle.
"Your Excellency, don't be alarmed. Since there are more than a dozen retainers holding the line, we are not afraid of the enemy infantry." The attendant comforted him.
The retainers were all armed with swords and spears and were fully equipped with armor. They were also very diligent in their daily training. They rode on their horses and slowly closed the distance between them and the transport team. Behind them, there were more than a hundred soldiers. They were waiting for the retainers to break the enemy's formation. Then they could swarm in and beat the enemy when they were down.
The transport team with spears was still in formation. More than 300 people were in a state of confusion. The basic commanders were looking for their subordinates, while the muddy legs with spears were running around, looking for their leaders. At this time, the approaching retainers created a lot of pressure on them. Some people's morale immediately went from high to low. Many of them started to cramp.
Zhou Qingfeng who was at the back saw this and immediately said to He Zhuo, "We have to go up. Otherwise, this group of people will immediately expose their nature as a motley crew. We must stabilize them before they retreat. Otherwise, all our efforts today will be for naught. "
Zhou Qingfeng knew that these peasants were not brave warriors who were good at fighting. They were farmers through and through. Their morale was high because of the Yin's Error and Yang's Mistake. If they really fought, they would definitely be exposed. Now, they must stop while they were ahead. Otherwise, if they were to scatter, God would not be able to regroup them again.
However, He Zhuo was more confident than Zhou Qingfeng. She stopped Zhou Qingfeng and shouted to the messenger beside her, "Go and urge a few company commanders to control their troops. Let the red, yellow, and blue companies split up and form their own teams."
The messenger dashed away. Zhou Qingfeng asked loudly in confusion, "He Zhuo, do you really want to fight with the Ming Army at Fushun Pass? I'm telling you, there's no way you can win. It's impossible to win … Eh … F * ck, what's going on? I just said we can't win and you guys hit me in the face. "
The transport team with spears had yet to form up, but the retainers of the Ming Army had already entered within a hundred meters. They rode on their horses and began to sprint. Although they were few in number, if more than ten riders were to charge, they would not be able to resist the headless infantry. At this time, Mangurdai's cavalry was robbing everywhere. They could not help even if they wanted to.
However, just as the retainers began to gradually gallop, another group of cavalry suddenly appeared from the side. There were also about ten people. They were bald and dressed in leather robes. Their faces were ferocious. They suddenly appeared behind the retainers while shouting.
The leader was the bald barbarian Ba Tu. This guy had previously received orders from He Zhuo to gather some people. At this moment, he rushed to the front with a sharp blade in his hand. He led the others to kill into the retainers as if they were stabbing into tofu.
In a confrontation between cavalry, momentum was the most important. It was very difficult to fight against a cavalry that was moving. There were also many good men among Li Yongfang's retainers. When they saw that the situation was not good, they immediately turned their horses around. However, they did not turn their horses around to fight against Ba Tu and the other Mongolian barbarians. Instead, they urged their horses to quickly escape. In this chase and escape, dozens of cavalrymen rumbled across the battlefield.
After a while, they were gone …
More than a hundred soldiers of the Ming Army who were following behind the retainers had good morale. Although their formation was sparse, they still managed to keep up. However, when the retainers escaped, their line of sight suddenly became empty. On the opposite side was … More than three hundred people from the transport team with spears had just finished forming up. They had calmed down and were staring at them like tigers watching their prey.
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