Chapter 26
Pang Hun tried his best to boost morale, but the yellow scarf thieves under his command had gone through a whole night of noise last night, and all of them had a pair of panda eyes, and their eyelids were about to droop in a drowsy state.
On the other hand, Liu Ye beat the drum with hanging sheep last night, exhausted and disturbed the enemy, and most of the elite in the city rested for the whole night. At this moment, the soldiers are really well-equipped and majestic.
The strength of the two armies was already clear at a glance, the yellow turban thieves pushed and shouted, and some wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, so Pang Hun naturally ordered the supervising team to arrest those deserters with knives and axes in their hands, but everyone Pushing and yelling, the yellow scarf thieves, who hadn't closed their eyes all night, had bloodshot eyes, were extremely irritable, and immediately started arguing.
"Don't mess up. We don't have enough food. Only those who enter Licheng can have a full bowl of food. Form a good lineup. If you defeat Liu Ye, you can eat until you die." Pang Hun shouted hoarsely, but the yellow scarves under his command How could the thieves listen to them? After all, there were tens of thousands of people, and they were supporting the old and the young. After all, Zhou Jun was Zhang Jiao's personal disciple, the imperially appointed commander-in-chief, and he was proficient in the art of war and could barely manage the army.
And Pang Hun is a rascal, who knows nothing about the art of war, he only knows how to keep shouting, and when others are disobedient, he will use his knives. Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Bandits not only showed signs of collapse, but even had the possibility of civil strife, everyone He drew his sword out of its sheath, staring and roaring.
Wu De, who was standing beside Liu Ye, smiled disdainfully: "These thieves are fighting like this before our army makes a move. Why bother the elder brother to go out in person, with 500 soldiers, it may not be impossible to break them."
The corners of Liu Ye's mouth turned upwards: "The yellow scarf thieves are numerous and powerful, so they should not be underestimated, but now that the thieves are causing trouble to Xiaoqiang, you gentlemen will follow me to attack them."
I saw a long lance raised high, the sun's brilliance shone on the tip of the lance, reflecting the dazzling brilliance, and then fell heavily. Anxious to get on the horse and charge, but rode the horse forward slowly. The infantry on the two wings of the wild goose formation kept in line with it, advancing slowly, with spears like forests.
A powerful oppressive force suddenly formed, and the space between heaven and earth became extremely oppressive. The yellow turban bandits who were still in the midst of civil strife suddenly calmed down, staring intently at the advancing Han army on the opposite side.
The distance was getting closer and closer, and the yellow scarf thieves in the front row could even see the expectant faces of the soldiers in the front row. When they were about a hundred steps away, the Han army suddenly stagnated for a short time, and then they could only move slowly. The forward cavalry suddenly reined in, and more than three hundred cavalry roared out, rushing forward like a sharp arrow whistling from a strong bowstring, about to shoot into the heart of the enemy.
Serial armored horses, that is, piles of heavy cavalry, this method of warfare actually appeared in the Song and Jin Dynasties. Whether it is recorded in the military drills of the Song Dynasty or the kidnapper horses of Jin Wushu, they are all typical representatives of heavy cavalry. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, the so-called iron cavalry of the Han family were actually light cavalry roaring like clouds. Only when the cavalry launched an impact and formed an indomitable momentum, could it be called powerful.
More than three hundred cavalry came galloping, and the distance of one hundred steps was fleeting. The rumbling horseshoes trampled on the ground, trampling out the loess of the ground, especially Liu Ye, who was at the head of the horse, was wearing leather armor and holding a long spear. , with his body low and his legs clamped tightly to the horse's belly, he has the aura of sweeping away thousands of troops.
The Yellow Turban thieves became agitated, especially seeing the great power of the cavalry charge, many of the Yellow Turban thieves felt shaken. The extremely tight formation that had been noisy and pushing each other before was gradually thinning out. Pang Hun didn't know what was going on yet. In fact, he had already made the biggest mistake as a commander, which was not ordering the troops to mass up in the face of an established cavalry force.
The impact accumulated by running makes the cavalry invincible, especially in the open fields of Qingzhou. The infantry must be densely packed and rely on each other to be able to resist the violent impact of the cavalry. Having formed the formation without knowing it, a huge disaster is coming.
In the end, Liu Ye was like a sharp knife, and he was the first to enter the formation of the Yellow Turban bandits. He was not an ordinary martial arts master who only practiced fists and feet. The hacking and killing suddenly became a storm, and the yellow scarf thief's withered body due to hunger couldn't resist his horizontal hacking and sweeping.
With a fierce general like Liu Ye taking the lead as a sharp knife, the more than 300 riders behind him were able to move back and forth in the sparse formation of the yellow scarf bandits, only to see that the more than 300 riders were involved in a yellow tide like a hurricane, as if in a raging tide When a wind blows and the snow is blown, they don't care about anything, just like three hundred fire oxen with their tails on fire, rushing forward. Although the yellow turban bandits had a large number of people, their loose formation could not withstand the furious advance of more than 300 riders. The killed ones retreated steadily and threw their bodies on the ground.
More than 300 riders broke through the center of the Yellow Turban bandits, and corpses were strewn all over the field. They were frightened and hurriedly fled to both sides, but the catastrophe was far from over.
A distance of one hundred steps was nothing more than an assault for the cavalry unit, and more than a thousand infantrymen of the Han army followed one after another. They slept all night last night, and now they are recharging their energy and recharging their energy. rainbow. The cavalry had just tore open the yellow turban's position with the force of thunder, and the infantry keenly seized this opportunity, rushed into the opening, and began to massacre the frightened yellow turban thieves.
Yes, massacres. Because of the dense formation of the Han army, they didn't run around like the stragglers of the Yellow Turbans, but slowly advancing forward like a copper wall full of swords and swords. Any Yellow Turbans who were knocked down would be a dead end.
The casualties of the Yellow Turban Bandits were not many for a while, about a thousand people, but the already low morale of the Yellow Turban Bandit was hit again, deserters appeared here and there, and Pang Hun gritted his teeth and stared in anger but was helpless.
And Liu Ye led 300 cavalry to attack and tear up the formation. His eyes were on a big flag that was shaking in the wind. Under the flag, a bunch of army horses were clustered and did not panic. It was Pang Hun and The supervisory team under his command.
Xu Zang, the ranger, was covered in blood, and said excitedly, "Brother Liu, the king is the first to capture the thief. I trotted just now, and the horses didn't enjoy themselves. How about I just catch this yellow scarf thief?"
Liu Ye shook his head slightly. Although the Yellow Scarves appeared to be defeated, Pang Hun's supervising team had a tight formation. If more than 300 cavalry rushed forward, they would probably lose a lot.