Chapter 957 Flying Bear on the Battlefield
What are the frustrating things on the battlefield? Even if you have the strength, you can't use it at all.
The limitations of warfare in the cold weapon era were very large, and the switching speed between troops was very slow. It often happened that the front army was already engaged, and the rear army did not know which direction to go.
What movies and TV shows in the future show thousands of people lined up in a row, and then pushing forward in parallel, attacking like an overwhelming mountain? Well, it’s just for the visual effects of movies and TV shows. In fact, most battlefields are disgusting and unsightly. of.
The strength of the deployment of troops and the relay role of grassroots officers often determine whether a commander's orders can be conveyed smoothly. In many cold weapon battles, once the main formation of the Chinese army is attacked, there are not too many examples where the entire army collapses. The fundamental factor is this.
And most ordinary soldiers don't know how to distinguish the specific meaning of the rhythm of the golden drum and trumpet. One long and one short, two long and one short, one drum for one step, one drum for two steps. What does it mean if a grassroots officer does this? The relay translation station was destroyed, and it was basically a chicken-and-duck talk.
When there is no command, the people in front are timid and want to retreat, and the people behind are not clear about the situation and want to step forward. Among the crowd, some want to run to the left, and some want to run to the right. Such a queue encounters a neat and uniform line. How could he withstand the swords and spears that were stabbed and chopped at him?
Even though Li Jue overcame many soldiers and was numerically superior to those who attacked under Zhang Liao, he lost his effectiveness against the first wave of soldiers after the first wave of military princes were beheaded by Zhang Liao. The control was defeated almost in the blink of an eye, and then I had to watch helplessly as Zhang Liao led his troops to retreat slowly...
He had soldiers but could not use them, he had an advantage but suffered a defeat. This feeling of grievance struck Li Jue extremely strongly, making him extremely angry.
There is a more important point. Being given a mouthful by Zhang Liao is definitely not easy to swallow, and the blow to morale is even more obvious. After traveling a long distance, not only did he not gain any results, but he suffered a blow from his opponent. Such a thing Who would find it easier to accept it?
"Come here!" Li Jue's forehead showed blue veins, "Take the first column of retreating troops and whip them ten times!"
In the blink of an eye, a military judge led his men forward and grabbed the leader and commander of the first wave of troops who had defeated Zhang Liao. They knelt on the river bank and peeled off the combat clothes from their bodies in full view of everyone. A, after stuffing the coins into his mouth, he raised his whip and began the execution.
Later, those ordinary soldiers who turned around and ran away were also whipped. The order among the soldiers was temporarily restored, but the lost morale could not be improved at any time.
Li Jue knew this, but he had to continue to force his soldiers to do it. Even at this moment, he couldn't even find anyone with whom he could discuss or inquire.
"Cross the river!" Li Jue said a few words from between his teeth, "Pursue!"
"General!"
Li Jue stared at him with a fierce look and said: "An order! Cross the river! Chase!"
"……only!"
No one paid attention to the people who died one after another in a short period of time. Only some soldiers with broken weapons came forward to search the corpses to see if there were any suitable weapons and picked them up for use. The blood in the dead body lying on the river beach has dried up, leaving only a pale pink gap, exposing the pale bones, just like the pork that has been watered to the extreme on the chopping board of a bad butcher in later generations.
By this time, Li Jue had no way out.
This pursuit battle, which neither side had expected, has evolved to this point and has gradually left the scope of Li Jue's control. It is like a gambler on the gambling table, even though he has repeatedly emphasized that he should be cautious and stop playing. , but they often make bets again and again.
Not betting means that the previous losses are a foregone conclusion.
Keep betting, although you may still lose, there is also a chance of winning...
It’s impossible not to win.
How can you face other Xiliang commanders if you don't win?
How can he continue to be his Marquis of Chiyang and General of Chariots and Cavalry if he doesn't win?
With a straight face, Li Jue sat upright on his horse. Under his own big banner, he heard the sound of the trumpet that he had heard for countless years to drive away the soldiers sounded again. Then he looked at those who were sitting or sitting. Or the wounded soldiers and the dead lying on the river beach, the smell of blood permeated the surroundings, as if they felt like they were back in the north of Wangyuan County that year.
When Fei dived here, it was still some distance away from the Baishui Gou camp. Moreover, there was Ma Teng pretending to attack over there, so even if Baishui Gou wanted to send reinforcements, it would be impossible.
According to the current military analysis, although his soldiers are working hard, Fei Qian's remaining soldiers are not many, and Fei Qian and others do not have two horses, and it is impossible to have sufficient horsepower. When it reaches a limit, continuing to escape will inevitably lead to insufficient horsepower and the speed will naturally decrease.
That's why Zhang Wenyuan of Yanmen just made a counterattack!
There was only a counterattack of two hundred cavalry!
That's because Fei Qian can no longer piece together any more powerful war horses to carry out this counterattack.
In this case, we can only see who can persist to the end!
But the physical strength of his soldiers...
Li Jue looked up at the sky, and then decided to pursue for another day. If he could not catch up with Fei Qian until dark, he would probably have to evacuate under the cover of night, but in this case, the defeat this time would be recorded in In the hearts of the soldiers, they were afraid of the Bingzhou cavalry. The next time they faced them, they would inevitably be in even more trouble.
Therefore, whatever can be solved within today, be solved within today!
Even if Fei Qian couldn't be killed in the end, it would be fine to kill that Zhang Wenyuan of Yanmen!
Li Jue knew very well that as the commander-in-chief of Xiliang, his prestige was not about his official position or knowledge, but whether he could win again and again under his command!
The more victories, the higher the prestige and the higher the morale!
During the heyday of Master Dong's lifetime, when the Flying Bear Army appeared on the battlefield, although there were not many in number, at that time, not only the Xiliang people, but even the Qiang Huqi would go crazy because of the Flying Bear Army's Appearing means the defeat of the enemy and your own victory!
At that time, not only the Xiliang people, but also the unarmored Qiang cavalry would hit their opponents with flesh and blood, bite them, and entangle their opponents. Even if they died, they would drag them with them to the depths of the underworld...
At that time...
Li Jue sighed quietly in his heart, feeling a little lonely.
Now, has the Xiliang border army really declined?
No!
As soon as Li Jue picked up the reins, he rushed his horse onto the river beach and headed towards the floating bridge. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "The front army attacks!" As long as a certain day is here, the Xiliang frontier army will never decline!
The horn sounded again, and the Xiliang cavalry who had crossed the river to the north bank gathered into two sharp arrays. Under Li Jue's order, they chased towards the north...
The Xiliang soldiers in the van chased him all the way, and only a few miles after following the horse's hoof prints left behind, the sharp-eyed Xiliang soldiers saw a few wisps of fireworks rising in front of them.
"Bingzhou Gouzi is cooking!"
The Xiliang Junhou shouted loudly, with a bit of joy.
Everyone knows that whether it is a temporary camp or a picnic on the roadside, there is no battle formation at this time, so as long as you rush up at this time, you will have an absolute advantage!
"Quick! Quick! Fuck it!"
The Xiliang military lord brandished his saber, urging his soldiers to increase their speed again...
"It's just as you expected, these Xiliang thieves are really brave!" Zhang Liao immediately raised his gun, looked at the smoke and dust rising to the south, and snorted coldly.
On the side of Zhang Liao, many soldiers were squatting next to the bonfire, not daring to take off their armor. They were baking their clothes by the fire. Of course, they didn't make any food. They didn't even bring the cauldron, they were just pretending... …
The battlefield is a game.
But for Li Jue, Fei Qian had obviously more information.
Putting aside the historical impressions, Li Jue did not hesitate to use one man and two horses, and sent out small scout teams to spread out like a net, with the sole purpose of driving him out. ,
I didn’t do anything, except for killing Guo Si, the Marquis of Meiyang...
Um.
Could it be that Marquis Meiyang is that of Marquis Chiyang...
The Han Dynasty seems to be more tolerant of this kind of thing than later generations. After all, the power of love knows no boundaries, no age, no age, no gender, no season...
So Li Jue has spent so much energy and effort, and finally saw a little bit of his own tail, will he give up so easily?
Fei Qian didn't think so, and then Li Jue's behavior was easy to predict, so he made arrangements for Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun to carry out separate operations.
Seeing the smoke and dust coming closer and closer, Zhang Liao waved his spear fiercely, and then shouted angrily: "Okay, knock down the bonfire, don't clean it up, let's go, walk the dog! Damn it!" Hold on tight and don't run too fast!"
Zhang Liao's words caused a burst of laughter from the Bingzhou cavalry, and then they all followed Zhang Liao, turning their horses' heads, controlling the speed, and began to lure the chasing Xiliang cavalry in front, unconsciously changing direction...
The morale of the Bingzhou cavalry has improved again. Although they are still running away, no one will think that they are the weak side. Some people are even playing tricks on horseback easily without any pressure.
This was the effect of the previous counterattack.
"You! And you!" Zhang Liao pointed his finger at a few soldiers around him while running ahead with his team, and said, "The flag has been lost! And the armor and the rope are broken. It’s dangling, so I might as well cut it off and throw it away!”
No matter how much you run away, you have to look like you are running away, right?
Immediately, flags and some fragments of command at all levels were thrown on the road one after another.
In the era of cold weapons, teams had flags and flags. They marched in scattered directions, advancing left and right. When shouting loudly on the battlefield, you may not be able to hear the sound of the golden drum clearly, but your own flag cannot. There is a mistake, so once the flag is lost, it means that the organization has lost a command tool.
Therefore, during the pursuit, whether you see the enemy's abandoned flag becomes a factor in measuring whether the enemy has the ability to resist.
Of course, this is only one factor and not the decisive factor.
Just like now, Zhang Liao looked up and saw a few figures waving a red flag in the sparse woods on the right. After getting Zhang Liao's response, they shrank back.
Within the woods was another part of the Bingzhou cavalry led by Zhao Yun.
Comparatively speaking, these Bingzhou cavalry have been reconditioned for a relatively long time. Even the war horses were fed a piece of fried sweet flour cake to replenish their strength, and their bodies have been re-clad in iron armor. More than a hundred of them A war horse also wore leather horse armor and was standing in the dense forest waiting for orders.
This area is actually very flat. Although there are woods, they are the same as the current one. They are relatively sparse. If you are more careful, let alone a large army, even a few scouts may not be able to hide when they patrol by. Body shape, but now all the attention of the Xiliang soldiers is on Zhang Liao's butt, so it is inevitable that they have neglected other aspects.
When Zhang Liao led the cavalry diagonally through half a circle and gradually moved away from this small forest, Xiliang's pursuers arrived.
The military leader who was leading the team at the front saw this small forest, glanced at it slightly, and didn't pay much attention. If Zhang Liao went towards the small forest, the aphorism about not entering the forest might have jumped out, but now Zhang Liao is all Having already twisted his butt away from this forest, who would have much thought to stare at the woods to the side and behind?
Zhao Yun silently raised his spear, pushed aside the branches and leaves that had been cut down temporarily to serve as a shelter, and then slowly rode out of the woods.
A famous Bingzhou cavalry also followed Zhao Yun and began to move forward.
The sound of rustling and the gentle tapping of armor iron pieces, accompanied by the sound of several branches being trampled, resounded in the forest, and then were covered in the sound of powerful horse hooves. After a few breaths, the war horse began to accelerate, and a The Bingzhou cavalry filed out in several groups, followed Zhao Yun, and all of them silently ran diagonally towards the middle part of the Xiliang cavalry!
Several Xiliang cavalry on the side suddenly felt that something was wrong. When they turned around, they found that a cavalry suddenly appeared beside them. Among them were fully armed, and the cavalry covered with horse armor made their eyes widen...
"Flying...Flying Bear..." The Xiliang soldiers were so frightened that the swords in their hands were loosened and they almost fell off their horses. They pulled their necks and shouted, even their voices were trembling, "It's the Flying Bear Army! The Flying Bear Army!" "
"What?"
"Flying Bear Army! Grand Master Dong's Flying Bear Army!"
"Why are there flying bear troops here?!"
Many of these Xiliang soldiers who followed Li Jue were veterans who had experienced many battles with Dong Zhuo. However, since Dong Zhuo's death, the Flying Bear Army had never been seen again. Now, a similar figure suddenly appeared. Wearing heavy armor, the horse is covered in heavy armor, and even the ghost armor on the face is somewhat similar...
"It's not the Flying Bear Army! It's not the Flying Bear Army of Grand Master Dong!" The military commander in the queue shouted desperately, and then tried to order the soldiers to turn around and attack.
However, on the battlefield in the past, the image of the terrifying impact of the Flying Bear Army once again became vivid in the minds of these Xiliang soldiers. Look at the simple armor on their bodies, and then look at the so-called not The "Flying Bear Army" was armed to the teeth with equipment, and its original morale was not very high. Many of the original Xiliang veterans subconsciously ducked to the side, unwilling to face the edge of the Bingzhou heavy cavalry head-on.
Therefore, when Zhao Yun led the army to advance, he did not encounter any decent resistance. He easily tore apart the ranks of the Xiliang soldiers and cut their formations diagonally!