Chapter 128: The Constellation General VS Breast Tiger (Part 1)

"Well, it's a bit interesting! He actually tried to use Uncle Liu Xin's old tricks to deal with me? Haha, it's a pity that I'm not Wanyan Zongbi!" Seeing that his cavalry had advanced within 250 steps, while the Red Turban Army under the city wall was still motionless, Chu Buha, the deputy envoy of Huaidong Lianwen, stroked his beard with his hand and curled his lips with a smile. (Note 1)

He has been an official in the Central Plains for many years, and he has been completely Chinese. From dressing up to being a style, there is no place for the elegance of a Confucian general. Unfortunately, his generals are a little confused and cannot understand the allusions he uses. They come over and say with a sharp finger: "Sir, don't increase others' ambitions. When we are about to pass, we will bring you the head of the Zhu Demon Bandit!"

"Sir, General He and Young General He took the cavalry to come forward. The last general is willing to come forward first and kill the majesty of the Red Troop!"

"Sir, I finally got a new sword, and I was worried that there was no suitable plasma to cut it."

"Stop!" Chu Buha was furious and raised his eyes to scold several of his confidant generals, "Don't talk nonsense! Then Zhu Bashiyi is an ordinary thief? How might Liu Tietou be so powerful? He was killed by him. But you still don't take him seriously. Haven't you heard of the truth that arrogance will be defeated?!"

"Yes! I finally realized that I was wrong! The master taught me the most!" The Mongolian and Han generals bowed and responded in a low voice. The proud face was full of dissatisfaction.

Liu Tietou was indeed dead at the hands of the Red Turban Army, and Zhu Bashiyi did seize Han Xin City at a speed that everyone had unexpectedly expected. But that was because the Red Turban Army took advantage of the sneak attack. If Liu Tietou was prepared in advance, the two sides would fight with each other in a dignified manner. Just the 100-step man armor under Liu Tietou would be enough for the Red Turban thieves to drink a pot. What's more, there were a thousand garrison troops led by Baoyin outside the city at that time?!

As if he had guessed everyone's thoughts, Chu Buha sighed and continued to teach a deep voice: "Don't underestimate him too much. This boy either doesn't understand military tactics at all, or he is a military genius. He left Suqian, ignored Taoyuan and Qinghe, and went straight to Huai'an. From ancient times to the present, no famous general dared to take this dangerous move. Not only did this boy come, he also didn't know or noticed it, he deceived all the beacon towers I laid along the river!"

He used the thought of a veteran commander to infer Zhu Bashiyi. But he didn't know that this plan was originally written by Lu Lu Zeng. However, Lu Lu Zeng only knew how to talk about military affairs on paper and would not consider any sneak attack or even retreat!

The combat plan formulated by a nerd and a fool and bold person will of course be far beyond the thinking of normal people. What's more, in the eyes of Zhu Dapeng, another soul in Zhu Bashiyi's body, this plan happened to be somewhat similar to the leapfrog battle that appeared in the 20th century. Although Zhu Dapeng didn't know the essence of the leapfrog tactic!

"Yes, the lesson that lord taught me is the most. We are waiting for Meng Lang!" Seeing that Chu Buha always admired the enemy's commander, the Mongolian and Han generals had no choice but to whisper.

"Blow the horns and let the half square stop the cavalry at two hundred steps away from the enemy!" Chu Buha glanced at them lightly and issued another order that disappointed everyone.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" a long horn sounded, spreading Chu Buha's latest order throughout the battlefield. The leader of the thousand Mongolian men, who were leading the cavalry slowly approaching his opponent, frowned and pulled the reins of the war horse hard.

"Wow—!" Several Mongolian centurions struggled to carry their mounts, and their bodies were pushed towards the horse's neck by inertia. They had to waste a lot of effort before they could stabilize again, "Major General, this, the general, this is the general."

"Military orders are like a mountain!" Qianmao Bange frowned and responded loudly, "And the enemy troops on the other side have not moved at all! Our infantry runs for more than seven miles and needs time to recover their strength!"

"Hey, hey-!" Centurion Lu Buhua, Bogen, Hu Lu, and Hu Linchi all slapped the saddle, with regret on his face. The Mongols used their cavalry to sweep the world, so what would the Han infantry soldiers need to cooperate?! The enemy did not move, and a series of arrows shot over the past, and their team naturally became in chaos. They waited like this, and when would they have to wait?!

"The whole team! When you are working hard!" The leader of the thousand-time military officer Bange shouted loudly with a cold face. He was also very dissatisfied with the orders from the central army. However, he was his father Chu Buha, and he must strictly follow it as a subordinate or as a son of man.

"Dongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdongdong" As soon as the sound of the trumpet stopped, the thunderous drum sounded from Chu Buha's handsome flag. Ten shirtless Korean men beat the cowhide drum and urged the infantry behind to seize the time to move closer to the cavalry.

The sword and shield hands, spearmen, archers, long axe soldiers, and the supervising team that specializes in cutting their own heads, took rows of steps and slowly approached the cavalry led by the patriarch. As they marched, they slowly formed a huge crescent shape.

"This is the anti-Yanyue Formation!" Xu Da, the commander of the Red Turban Army, recently gained a lot of money in his military study and quickly identified the enemy's formation. "The Yanyue Formation, which was born in the Song Dynasty, only replaced the central infantry with cavalry, and the cavalry that should have been on both wings with infantry."

"Yeah!" Zhu Bashiyi nodded slightly. He could mix new recruits and veterans together, and to make queue changes in the process, and Chu Buha's control ability was absolutely extraordinary. But how much role could such a complex formation play in battle? He expressed his doubts about this. Because in the memory of later generations, there was no unit who cares about the square formation or circular formation. After a carpet bombing, even the ground could be plowed three feet deep, let alone a military formation composed of flesh and blood.

"Chu Buha has two goals!" As the son of the Han army's ten thousand households, Chen De's understanding of the military formation is much deeper than Xu Da at present. "One is to use the formation to maximize the power of the various troops. The other is that he needs time to restore his soldiers and adapt to the battlefield!"

"Well, I understand!" Xu Da glanced at Chen De with gratitude and suggested with a smile, "Governor, don't give them a chance. No matter what they want to do, we won't let them go!"

"Okay!" Zhu Bashiyi decisively adopted the suggestion and quickly swept his eyes to Xu Hongsan, "Xu Da is right. No matter what Chu Buha wants to do, we will not let him do it! Hongsan, pass on the order to Huang Laoer and let him fire his gun and establish his authority!"

"Yes!" Xu Hongsan simply agreed, pulled a red flag with a cannon from the flag barrel and raised it high.

"Each gun position loads live ammunition--!" Huang Laoer shuddered and shouted loudly, "Two hundred steps ahead, take turns firing No. 1 gun--!"

"Call!" He waved his arm hard, and the steel knife in his hand slashed on the wall, splashing a string of dazzling Mars.

"Boom!" The bronze cannon with a weight of more than 570 kilograms suddenly shrank back, and fire flashed from the muzzle, spewing out a pig iron projectile weighing four kilograms.

"Sun——" With a sharp scream, the projectile flew over three hundred meters away and hit the ground, then jumped up suddenly and smashed the head of a war horse. However, its castration did not slow down at all. It hit the backbone of the second war horse, landed on the ground, bounced up, and smashed the lower abdomen of the third war horse, the hind legs of the fourth war horse, and the front chest of the rider on the fifth war horse, and then fell heavily to the ground, whirling the snails, throwing out a mass of scarlet smoke. (Note 2)

"Demonic Art-!" The Mongolian cavalry, who had been fighting spirit before, was immediately in chaos, and almost everyone was shocked by the huge power of the jump, and instinctively pulled the war horse to dodge to the place where the shell landed away.

"It's not a demonic technique, it's a bowl-mouth gun. The Red Turban thief made a super-large bowl-mouth gun!" The leader of the thousand men was very knowledgeable. Although he felt very panicked in his heart, he was still able to fulfill his duties with all his heart. "Don't panic, I'll hold on. It's a bowl-mouth gun. The Red Turban Army made a super-large bowl-mouth gun."

"Sun--!" His shout was completely covered by another shrill roar. The second live ammunition flew over from a high point, hitting the heart of a Mongolian soldier, pushing the man directly from the back of the horse, and then continued to smash the two mounts before it stopped abruptly.

"Ah--!" A Mongolian brand head whose thigh was pressed by his mount screamed sadly, and sounded extremely cunning on the dead battlefield. Lu Buhua, the centurion of his Century Team, immediately executed the military law, raised his sword and killed the man to the ground. However, fear quickly spread throughout the cavalry like a tide. Every Mongolian warrior riding on the horse was wide open, staring at the top of the city two hundred steps away, ready to ride a horse to avoid it at any time.

"This is a gun, don't panic, they just made it." The commander of the thousand men and women activated the mount and ran back and forth in front of their own team. "They just built two extra-large guns. The thing is not strong and it is easy to explode!"

"Sun--!" The third scream came into the air, flew against his shoulders, and a flesh-and-blood alley was opened in the team. All the Mongolian cavalry looked at him angrily, desperately dispersing the mount to both sides, although what he said was basically close to the facts.

"Blow the horns and let the cavalry charge!" Chu Buha, who was further away, sighed and sent out a tactical adjustment order helplessly. He had no time to give the infantry rest and adapt. If he rested, the morale of the cavalry collapsed. Damn Zhu Bashiyi, no wonder he took down Han Xincheng with Infantry Armor so quickly. Even if it was not a sneak attack, the extra-large bowl-mouth gun they mastered was enough to smash Liu Tie's head to the point of dismantling his armor!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo--!" The trumpet sounded, as low as the cold wind in the deep valley. When the Mongolian cavalry heard this, they immediately felt like they were filled with more than a dozen bowls of mandolin juice, and they opened their voices and echoed loudly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Liaohe horse under his crotch immediately began to accelerate, and led him to pounce on the Red Turban Army on the opposite side like a beast out of the cage. More than 480 Mongolian cavalry, led by their respective centurions, also howled and rode their horses to follow. The entire team advanced forward at high speed, like a group of crazy-starved wild wolves.

"Sun--!" The fourth live ammunition came into the air and overturned a Mongolian cavalry, but did not cause huge panic like the first three live ammunitions. The courage and blood in the bodies of the Mongolian warriors were all stimulated by the sound of horns and shouts, and they accelerated, accelerated, and continued to accelerate towards the Red Turban Army soldiers under the city wall.

"Squat down with the sword and shield hand! The spear soldiers, straight ahead, stand up spears!" Seeing the cavalry on the opposite side getting closer and closer, Zhu Bashiyi decisively issued a command to change the formation.

"Team A, Team B, squat down!"

"Team C, Tyn, Tyn, Tyn, half-squat, spear tail, diagonally upward, vertically-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Team Ji, Geng, and Xin, take three steps forward, put the spear on the shoulders of the brothers in the front row, tilt upwards, and upright—the spear!"

"The auxiliary soldiers of each team stood behind the side of the combat soldiers and held up the spears in their hands!"

A series of shouts sounded from the team. According to the tacit understanding developed during normal training, officers at all levels turned Zhu Bashiyi's orders into specific instructions and passed them into the ears of the soldiers under their command.

Even since the end of November last year, the soldiers in the team have basically been trained for half a year, and several tactical actions have been carved on the bones. After hearing the instructions, they immediately raised their spears, squatted or fought, forming a huge steel hedgehog.

Immediately following the two wings of the warriors dragged back and arranged in a font-shaped array, under the efforts of Geng Zaicheng and Ivanov, the auxiliary soldiers stood up and formed two other iron hedgehogs. If a warrior dared to hit him directly, they would definitely be poked into a sieve on the spot.

"Mustrator, prepare for battle!" Zhu Bashiyi nodded with satisfaction, gritted his teeth, and issued the next order.

As they approached, the enemy was very close. From 200 steps to 100 steps, they only took four breaths, which is about fifteen seconds in later generations. On average, ten meters per second, and they ran with heavy loads. Each cavalry was wearing thick armor.

"Murderer, pull a lineup behind the spearmen. Hold the gun and wait for my order!" Liu Ziyun gritted his teeth and converted the commander's order into a familiar way.

"Arrowmen and grenades prepare!"

"Arrowmen, stand behind musketeers, line up in a row!"

"Grenadier, ignite the moxa velvet. Tie the grenade with a throw cord and check the twist that leads to the fire!"

Before the enemy cavalry entered the effective range, Zhu Chenze and Li Ziyu also arranged their brothers under their command in place, and together with the brothers in front, formed a solid embankment. No matter how urgent the sound of horse hooves came to the front, they remained motionless.

Only those brothers who had just turned against each other and joined the Red Turban Army were stunned by the situation in front of them. More than 3,000 people completed the tactical formation transformation in just a few breaths. How could such a strong army not win a battle?! It is not unfair to lose in their hands, it is really not unfair to do anything!

Note 1: Liu Qi, a famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty, asked his soldiers to line up against the city wall during the Battle of Shunchang. In one battle, he defeated Wanyan Zongbi (Jin Wushu)'s army of 100,000.
Chapter completed!