bookcurios Chapter 145: Nine Dragons Playing in the Water
Chapter 145: Nine Dragons Playing in the Water
The sunlight filtering through the clouds illuminated the dust.
The air, which had just been a little clear, suddenly became chaotic again.
"The Northern Huns are coming, let's form our battle line..."
The hoarse voice sounded again, and Yan Ruxiang brought more than a thousand people to the defense edge.
"Last night, a little brother couldn't stand it and covered this place with mud."
Looking at Yan Ruxiang's somewhat puzzled eyes, Chai Jin explained.
Yan Ruxiang nodded when he heard this, indicating that he understood, but his eyes kept looking towards the crowd.
"Let the shield soldiers go in front, and the veterans escort the new recruits. Do not disrupt the formation. Wait for the command to be given."
"Yes, Captain, we will keep it in mind."
It was not only the captains and captains who heard the order. The old soldiers at this time played the role of old squad leaders and responded in unison.
The other phalanxes on the battlefield also made different sounds.
The soldiers in the center of the formation kept moving their feet and whispering commands.
Not all countries use the trumpet, and the methods are different.
"Wei Liaozi" records that the tone of the general's drum is Shang, the tone of the commander's drum is Jiao, and middle-level officers use small drums. The drums used by commanders of different levels are strictly distinguished to avoid different drum sounds causing confusion in the army.
When it comes to the phalanx, officers at all levels will constantly issue orders in order to stabilize the morale of the troops, which over time become the battle cry of the formation.
The frequency of the calls will be different depending on the formation.
At first glance, it sounds a bit like reciting while reading.
Yan Ruxiang is on the defensive, and the slogans in the queue will not be shouted unless the moment is urgent.
"The enemy camp is moving, a thousand steps away."
A group of cavalry passed in front of the formation, shouting loudly, and the officers at all levels of the formation knew what was going on.
A thousand steps away is the preparatory state, and the team's rhythm remains slow.
The central army team kept emitting the sound of "Hehe~Hehe~~", which was sonorous and powerful in the team.
It seems that the enemy has no intention of launching a strong attack. If this continues, the morale that has just been boosted will gradually decline.
"Change formation..." A hoarse voice gave the order, and the cavalry immediately conveyed it to the formation.
"The four sides rise..."
The order had been conveyed, and Yan Ruxiang knew what it meant.
"Knock on the armor..."
When the soldiers heard the order, some with shields banged against others with spears, and the sound was louder than the one made by the central army formation just now.
After the sound drowned out the central army, the sound of the central army gradually became smaller until it stopped.
Once the sound wave starts, it is impossible to sustain it for a long time, and gradually the knocking sounds around it become smaller.
This is all normal and no one expects it to last forever.
It is these changes that give the enemy the feeling that the formation is changing, but upon closer inspection it seems that there is no change.
This is one of the functions of the call after the formation.
The Northern Hun cavalry has approached, reaching the maximum strength at the start of the uprising.
Thirty thousand versus twenty thousand, and it was cavalry versus infantry. No matter how you look at it, the Northern Hun cavalry would win.
"They're getting closer, the enemy is rising!"
"Making a troop" has a similar meaning to "charging forward", and it is intended to remind the soldiers in formation to be fully alert.
The military formation outside Jingyang City of the Great Zhou Dynasty was in the shape of a character "品", with the central army taking on all the responsibilities.
"The enemy will form a line, while our army will play with two dragons in the water."
The straight line formation is also called the goose-step formation. It is an irregular military formation. It may be a cone-shaped formation, a scorpion's tail swing, or a hook-shaped formation.
In short, the one-line formation can be changed at any time.
The Great Zhou also used the tactics of two dragons playing in the water or three-gate trap formation to deal with the line formation, especially the line formation of cavalry.
Ran and egg.
Whether it is two dragons playing in the water or three gates breaking through the formation, the prerequisite is that the number of people must be several times that of the cavalry to be effective.
"The central army... is backed by refugees. If you hold on, the refugees will be able to hold on."
The general meaning of this shout is that the refugees will protect you and no one can escape.
Yelu Qi and his cavalry were approaching. The central army only fired a round of arrows, and the vanguard soldiers in the front stabbed with long spears, fighting with their lives in exchange for theirs.
Infantrymen are at a great disadvantage when fighting this way, and it often takes several infantrymen to kill one cavalryman.
However, if you are brave and fearless, then life and death will not matter to you.
The spears could only penetrate the horses' bodies, while the cavalrymen leaped up and cut off the spearmen's heads.
However, the spearmen behind stabbed into the cavalrymen's bodies.
"Why are you doing this..."
The Northern Hun cavalry before their death could never have imagined that these Great Zhou infantrymen would fight in such a desperate manner.
Once the battle formation blocks the cavalry, the cavalry loses its advantage of mobility and speed.
The two dragons on the left and right will pounce on you.
The number of people was really not enough. The refugees in the central army were like a mudslide, holding up their weapons and joining the army to kill the enemy.
Seeing this rare opportunity, Yan Ruxiang ordered: "Go down and attack!"
“Attack! Attack!! Attack…”
More than a thousand people shouted slogans and rushed forward like little leopards.
The slogans were like an infectious disease. They not only spread within one's own team, but also made the neighboring troops excited when they heard the slogans.
"Attack..." The officer next door shouted with a long tail tone.
“Attack! Attack!! Attack…”
The same slogans, the same rhythm, the same fearlessness of death.
The flying stick is coming...
Yelu Qi probably didn't expect that the one-line formation that had been victorious in every battle on the grassland would not be effective here.
Looking at the defenses that had been built, he was shocked and suddenly understood something.
"Sound the gong...quickly..."
When the Northern Hun cavalry heard the sound of the gong, they turned their horses around and retreated.
"Alas, what a pity! If we wait a little longer, we can form a siege."
The garrison general on Jingyang City sighed.
"This Yelu Qi is famously cunning. He'll flee if he sees something wrong. We're short on cavalry. Otherwise, if we could hold them off head-on, we could complete this encirclement and inflict a heavy blow on the enemy."
"It seems we have to keep our promise and let these refugees into the city."
"And these soldiers!"
On the city wall, the defending general looked at the brave soldiers and felt that he could not let them down. Breaking his promise before the battle was tantamount to suicide.
After the city gates were opened, these refugees and soldiers were resettled.
"Why is it you? Who is the general in command today?"
"General, I've been yelling too much and can't speak anymore. I'll answer for now."
There were many captains who resisted, but by chance the mushroom hit Yan Ruxiang on the head.
"Who are you?"
"Yan Ruxiang, the Infantry Captain of Yanqing Prefecture."
"Infantry Captain? Palace Soldier?"
"It's the palace soldiers!"
Yanqing Prefecture is already under the jurisdiction of the border army, and the prefecture soldiers actually have no combat effectiveness. The garrison general looked at Yan Ruxiang, thinking about the battle just now, and always felt that what the man said was a bit unreal.
"You go down and have a good rest. The next round of defense will be handled by the garrison soldiers."
"Sir, you saw it just now. Although we were at a disadvantage outside the city, we still won the battle. This shows that there is a retreat outside the city wall."
"Is there a way to retreat outside the city wall?" The garrison general heard this and pondered over it.
Their escape route has clearly been cut off, so why do they say there is a way out outside the city walls?
Could it be?
Suddenly, the garrison commander seemed to realize something and looked at Yan Ruxiang and said, "I'll temporarily appoint you as the cavalry commander of Jingyang. Bring the troops into the city and I'll give you another 30,000 men. Do you dare to fight outside the city?"
Yan Ruxiang knew that this was his chance. Now it was not a question of whether he dared or not, but whether he could fight.
"Give me so many people, I will definitely defeat enemies that are several times larger than me. This battle will no longer be a foregone conclusion."
Seeing Yan Ruxiang's courage, the garrison general stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, feeling pleased.