From seeing the enemy to the other party raising his sword, in the short time, countless thoughts came from Yang Qiu's mind. First of all, the situation in front of him was unbelievable. But when the enemy rode on the horse, it would be impossible to believe it or not. If it was Vision, it would not be so long. In addition to Vision, there was also Audio-Share, which was the noise of his subordinates. At first, everyone was stunned. When the people in front were as sure as Yang Qiu, they were sure that they were not dazzled, and there were uneasy shouts in the team, many of which were from the mouths of the officers who were responsible for maintaining military discipline.

When the panic spread, Yang Qiu remembered the key points of fighting against the cavalry, which was to line up in close formations, use the horse-rejecting rifle, and keep close together in front and back, so that the timid people could not retreat. However, Shandong has not seen the enemy cavalry for twenty years. Even if there are horse-riding thieves in the uprising army, they are just horse thieves with poor riding skills. When Yang Qiu came out, he never thought about bringing the horse-rejecting rifle. If Yang Qiu asked his subordinates to lead the horse-rejecting rifle in advance, he would probably be regarded as an idiot by the soldiers; even if Yang Qiu wanted to lead him, he had to go to the warehouse in the county town to try his luck, and most of them would be ridiculed by his colleagues and even the magistrate.

When the enemy raised his sword, Yang Qiu had already realized that he needed to change the formation, otherwise it would be vulnerable at all, but now it was obviously too late to change the formation. A thought suddenly emerged, that is, to drive the horse and leave. Anyway, there were so many infantry subordinates, enough for the enemy to cut for a long time - Yang Qiu had never learned the theory of racing, which was a kind of survival instinct.

But Yang Qiu did not take action. First of all, he was not 100% sure that he was not aware of the same attacks as auditory hallucinations. Secondly, he thought he should try to defend his honor as a Green Camp officer. Finally, he had the accountability concerns of abandoning the army and absconding. In short, when Song Weishen sent the attack signal, Yang Qiu was still in a daze at his command post, advancing and retreating with his subordinates but did not issue any instructions.

As the war horn sounded, the Ming army began to accelerate slowly, and the central part slowly advanced with small steps, but the two wings immediately began to accelerate. The Ming army's team immediately broke into three pieces, with twenty cavalry on each wing, and they headed straight to the two wings of the Qing army. All the cavalry knew that if the speed was lost due to attacking the infantry, although the Qing army had few cavalry, they could still pose a great threat to themselves. Not only could they launch a sudden acceleration strike, but they could also restrain the Ming army's cavalry and prevent them from getting rid of the infantry and retreating and reorganizing.

Although he did not think that the opponent's infantry could block his pace, Song Weishen was unwilling to take this risk. The cavalry on both wings of the Ming army were twice the number of opponents, and Song Weishen also personally commanded one of the teams. After leaving the central army, Song Weishen's troops had increased their horse speed to the level before charging.

"It's really good." During training in western Sichuan, the knights were asked to hold rattan cards or even paper between their knees to conduct low-speed queue training. At the current speed, although the Rangers' queue was a little looser, the fastest one did not exceed half a horse, which was also the result of repeated training in the past. Although the enemy was right in front of him, Song Weishen could not help but be proud of his team's skills. While praising him in his heart, he bent forward and pressed the saber forward with force: "Kill!"

"kill!'

Almost all the cavalry leaned forward, and with this command, the rangers entered the charge stage.

"How could he meet cavalry? Where did this come from? It's actually an armored cavalry..." Yang Qiu stared at the twenty cavalry rushing towards his position with full speed. There were many Qing cavalry on his side, with twelve people, and there were only eight people on the other side. However, the Ming army dealt with them on each side of them with twenty rangers in front and back: "Aren't you going to rush forward? Why don't you rush forward to the infantry first, but instead come to me?"

The black-armored knight rushed over at full speed, and Yang Qiu could already see the other party's murderous gaze. The guard behind him did not react when he looked at the row of horseback and did not speed up and hedge. Many people were still surprised to avoid it. Since the rider did not give orders, the mount under their crotch could not help but retreat.

"Not good!" Yang Qiu suddenly reacted in front of his body as his sword light. He suddenly grabbed the horse's belly, and did not go forward or retreat backward, but leaned towards the infantry next to him.

There was someone blocking the road on the other side, and they also needed to move a longer distance to escape the Ming army's attack range. Yang Qiu's choice was undoubtedly very correct. When he crashed into his infantry position with his men and horses, the black armored cavalry general rushed past him, and a sword light swept across, rubbing Yang Qiu's neck.

Several infantrymen on the edge of the military formation were hit by Yang Qiu, and they were in a mess. However, Yang Qiu had no time to care whether the horse had stepped on a person. He just passed by the god of death and made him sweat in a cold sweat. Those subordinates who were not as quick as him did not have such good luck. Two rows of black-armored cavalry whistled by, and more than ten Qing soldiers with much looser formation disappeared.

Yang Qiu, who escaped from death, looked at the position he had just stood in horror. Now there was only the ownerless war horses left, and their masters were all rolling to the ground. Only one scout was struggling to ride on the horse. He raised his right arm blankly and looked at his broken arm, as if he could not accept the fact that his right hand had disappeared. On the Qing army scout, there were three or four shocking wounds, one of which was in the abdomen. Just now, when a ranger passed by, the sharp saber was carried from the abdomen of the Qing army to the ribs. The high-speed blade cut the Qing army's uniform, like cutting a paper pocket, causing the things inside to fall out.

Yang Qiu stared at the broken pocket, as if it was a human intestine, falling out of the human body. Blood was like a bucket, dyeing half of the horse's body red, and then pouring it onto the ground.

The scout raised his eyes with difficulty, with his eyes retracted from his broken wrist and turned to Yang Qiu. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something to his adult, but he couldn't make the last sound. He tilted his head and rolled down from the saddle, spread his limbs into a big character, and lay with the other cavalrymen.

...

"It's worse than Li Guoying's Ballot, and the reaction speed is too slow." Although the Rangers are newly formed units, and there are many new recruits trained by the Mongolians, Song Weishen and several officers have experienced serving in the three walls. After being transferred to the Rangers, these officers were asked to learn the skills of single cavalry fighting with the Mongolians. Although the Mongolian instructors were all defeated generals in the Battle of Gaoyou Lake, after fighting with them, Song Weishen quickly put away his contemptuous eyes like other officers. If they were fighting immediately, neither of them would be able to beat a former guard. The other party's outstanding personal skills made the Sichuan Army admire him.

Rangers on both sides defeated the opponent's cavalry and completed the closing behind the Qing army. The opponent's cavalry no longer exists, and now the Ming army can attack the opponent's infantry without any scruples.

Just now, when the Ming army on both wings surrounded the left and right, the three hundred Qing infantry soldiers obviously shrank inward. The Qing soldiers in the outer circle no longer looked forward, but followed the Ming cavalry galloping. Some people's eyes stopped on the cavalry that were killed in the blink of an eye and could not move away. When Song Weishen just turned around and planned to assess the threat of the opponent's lineup, he saw that the Qing army position that was shrinking to the center suddenly expanded rapidly to the two wings. The enemy soldiers in the center pushed their companions desperately and squeezed to both sides.

Although the military strategy says: Do not invite the righteous flag, and do not attack the dignified army.

However, these hundreds of green camps were obviously far away from the dignified army. After the friendly troops successfully encircled the enemy from both wings, the Ming cavalry in the center found that the opponent had not yet formed the tightest formation, or took out a large number of spears against the cavalry. Therefore, the cavalry in the center also began to accelerate. When Song Weishen turned around, the Ming cavalry in the center had just entered the sprint speed.

The formation that was not close enough allowed the Qing soldiers to instinctively avoid backwards or left and right, and soon they began to push each other. When the Ming army rushed to the front, the Qing soldiers who had no time to escape from the attack range fell to the ground in despair to avoid the collision of war horses and flying sabers.

There were also some people who were slow to react. They did not bend down in time when the Ming army rushed over, and the Ming army, who was sprinting at high speed, had no time to choose their targets. They just naturally waved their swords at the most eye-catching enemies. Sixty cavalry rode their horses and stepped on the center of the Qing army's formation. Anyone who did not lie down with their heads held on their backs were cut down by the Ming army's sabre.

While the Qing army's position exploded, Song Weishen commanded the front team to launch a second charge, stepping through the center of the two wings of the Qing army that had been cut. After the two ravages, the remaining Qing soldiers also fled in all directions. The Ming army no longer maintained its formation but scattered and pursued.

"Those who surrender are exempt from death!"

The Ming army's shouts resounded on the battlefield. Yang Qiu was hiding under his horse's belly. When the Ming army rushed over for the second time, he jumped off the horse and hid down. The running horses did not hit his mount but trampled past both sides. Just to Yang Qiu's left, a Qing soldier curled up in a ball, trying to cover himself with a shield, but the shield was stepped on by the Ming army's iron hooves. The soldiers below couldn't even exclaim the pain, and twitched on the ground and made a slight hum.

The green camp soldiers in this battalion were defeated by one encounter. Yang Qiu knew very well that this was not an opponent he could fight against. The most powerful unit that Yang Qiu knew was Shandong Governor General Zu, and the guards of Governor Zu were also well-clad. When passing by his station, Yang Qiu was still envious and jealous for a while. However, even the Governor Biao did not create a strong sense of oppression for Yang Qiu - today is a battle between an adult and a three-year-old boy.

"Subsist early!"

Another shout rang out not far away, Yang Qiu came out from under the horse's belly, and there were no subordinates standing around him. Some people really couldn't get up, and more people didn't dare to get up, for fear of becoming the target of the enemy.

"Surrender!" Yang Qiu knelt on the ground, quickly pulled out his weapons from the scabbard and threw them away, then raised his hands: "Good man, please spare me."
Chapter completed!