Chapter 70
"No matter how the commander-in-chief decides to fight, he will eventually have to break through the center of the bandits. Therefore, I am willing to lead my cavalry to break through the center of the bandits, forcing them to split their forces, so that the commander-in-chief can calmly mobilize the army to surround and annihilate them." Bai Lang said very calmly, "Of course I will do this. Do you have any objections?" The generals said that you are the most powerful, so of course you should do it. Governor Sun looked at Bai Lang and laughed, "The Right Commander is indeed the pillar of our Ming Dynasty court. This mission of being the vanguard of the entire army is for you."
Bai Lang clasped his fists and then stepped aside. He listened quietly while Governor Sun assigned tasks to the generals. "It seems that we should defend first and then attack?" After the assignment was completed, Bai Lang also went out with the generals.
At this time, his light cavalry was less than 3,000, and some of the thousand households and hundred households secretly returned to their respective units, but Bai Lang was too lazy to care - he was just using the battle formation to practice martial arts, and the cavalry behind him were just cheering and picking up heads. Although Bai Lang was inflated, he was not so arrogant as to think that he could break the formation and kill Li Zicheng by himself. If he used human lives, Bai Lang thought that killing a thousand people was probably the limit - both his internal strength and physical strength should have reached the limit.
Of course, the decisive battle will not be completed in one day, but starting from tomorrow, the entire Ming army should go out to force Li Zicheng to fight - although it is to defend instead of attack, but at the beginning, he still has to attack, and now that the logistics line has been guaranteed, Li Zicheng's military rations are relatively small and the burden on the army is heavier, so he is the one who is eager for a decisive battle. Bai Lang nodded slightly at his own troops, "There are less than a thousand people this time, and only about six or seven hundred if you count. But there are fifteen or six hundred war horses and pack horses. Forget it, it's enough."
After a good sleep, Bai Lang washed up, had breakfast and started to put on his armor - report for duty? This was not important, and all the troops were preparing for war. The governor only came to the tent to discuss matters with the staff and the generals of the reserve. Under the bright white Shanwen armor was a cotton robe. The cotton robe made of Songjiang cloth was soft and close-fitting, which could absorb sweat and keep warm. On the outside was a linen robe for wear resistance, and on the outside was the Shanwen armor.
All kinds of belts were tied with the help of auxiliary soldiers. Bai Lang put on the phoenix-wing helmet with a white tiger headband and walked out of his tent with sonorous steps. "Are you ready? Good, follow me to form the battle line!" Bai Lang jumped on his horse and led his cavalry out of the camp and joined the sea of army.
The Ming army was almost done with forming a battle array, and Bai Lang's white-lettered flag and the Flying Tiger flag were at the front of the entire army . He sat on his horse and looked ahead six or seven miles. From this height, he could vaguely see some traces of Kaifeng City, but he could also see a lot of Li Zicheng's army formation six or seven miles away. Li Zicheng's formation relied on his own camp to blockade Kaifeng City, which looked defensive.
The drum beats of the central army sounded, and Bai Lang led his cavalry to the battle quickly, but the entire Ming army did not move that fast. The cavalry on the left and right wings also went out first, and their mission was to harass the enemy. There were also cavalry on the opposite side, seemingly to intercept the government cavalry and harass them at the same time. Bai Lang still held two weapons, a long broadsword in his left hand and an iron spear in his right hand - this guy thought it was pretty good, whether it was killing people or charging into battle. This time his warhorse did not wear half a vest, but only had armor plates on the front chest and neck to protect it.
This way, the horse's burden would be lighter. There was no way that Chinese horses were not heavy horses. Bai Lang himself was tall and strong, and the weight of the armor on his body was over 200 pounds, which was a heavy burden for the warhorse. Bai Lang asked the horse to trot, which was considered to save horsepower. He did not intend to charge at the enemy cavalry, because this would probably consume a lot of the horse's strength. The enemy cavalry did not hesitate to use up their horsepower and rushed towards Bai Lang continuously.
The cavalry on the left and right wings charged at Bai Lang, who ignored him. He just looked at the bandit cavalry rushing at high speed in front of him and sneered a few times. Bai Lang moved the weapons in his left and right hands, trotted his horse, and then began to swing. He held out his left hand spear, and after dodging the opponent's carbine, he directly stabbed the cavalry off his horse, and swung his right hand long sword, directly cutting down the cavalry on the other side - both the man and the horse. The speed of passing by was very fast, and the two armies had already finished the charge in just a dozen breaths. Bai Lang advanced a dozen steps, leaving a bloody alley on both sides and behind.
There were already some damages on his armor, even the breastplate was damaged - these cavalrymen were also veterans, many of them were from the elite of the Nine Frontiers, and they simply joined the bandits after being scattered. These people's combat skills were also very good, facing the attack of so many people, even Bai Lang couldn't block them all - but he didn't need to block them all, his priority was to kill people.
The Thirteen Guardians' Horizontal Training Golden Bell Cover was indeed very strong. Even if the weapons that killed him with the help of horsepower could break through his armor, they could not cause any damage to him, so Bai Lang only had to focus on killing and fending off the attacks on his horse. In this confrontation, Bai Lang calculated that he had killed at least thirty cavalrymen. The sharp spearheads of the opponents were broken by him alone. The subsequent cavalrymen were forced to slow down due to the fallen bodies in front of them, and also lost a lot of morale. They began to scatter, and as a result, they were harvested by the cavalry behind Bai Lang.
The enemy cavalry in front of Bai Lang had already broken up and fled to the left, right and rear sides. They had only lost about 20% of their soldiers at this time, but the bravest and strongest had been killed in the previous wave, and the frightened cavalry simply ran away. The cavalry on the left and right wings were still fighting, but Bai Lang didn't care about them at all, and led his cavalry forward. "Have you taken a fancy to someone's weapons?" Bai Lang asked loudly, and the guards behind him hurriedly replied that they had taken a fancy to them.
Bai Lang suddenly urged his horse to advance forward. The enemy formation in front of him was only three hundred steps away.
Bai Lang still held his sword and spear in front of his horse, occasionally deflecting the incoming arrows - they were already a hundred steps away, but these arrows were still weak due to the distance, and Bai Lang could easily deflect them. "Seventy steps!" Bai Lang roared, and he turned his horse's head, and the warhorse ran diagonally, while the opposite side crackled and fired, and the smoke immediately filled the air and obscured the front line. "They are as useless as the government troops, and they can also be easily tricked into firing a round of muskets. Now the muskets are useless." Bai Lang laughed.
There was a constant crackling of gunfire inside. Even though he had prepared three-stage attacks, they were all used up now... It was then that Bai Lang roared like a tiger and crashed directly into the smoke that was drifting in front of him.
