Ming Dynasty entry: I am Chongzhen, the greatest emperor of all time!

Chapter 69: Three Thousand Mysterious Armors Arrive, Ten Thousand Horses Silence
Watching the surrendered troops who had turned against their side join forces with Zhu Youjian's cavalry, the yellow dust they raised covered half of the battlefield.

Li Zicheng's whip was almost crushed in his palm, but he could only curse angrily, "Zhu family brat!"

Thirty thousand black-armored cavalrymen rushed out from the flank. These were old soldiers who had fought with Li Zicheng for ten years. They had three-barreled guns hanging next to their saddles and goose-feather swords inserted diagonally behind their backs. They were dressed like Ming soldiers. If each of them did not wear a Fan Yang hat, it would be difficult to tell them apart.

The leader, Tian Jianxiu, is usually very gentle, but he seems like a different person on the battlefield, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Looking at Zhu Youjian across from him, he grinned and roared, "My men! The one wearing golden armor is the old emperor! Whoever cuts off the old emperor's head will be made a marquis!"

“Roar!!!!”

The 30,000 cavalrymen from the old camp immediately started to cry out in surprise.

Zhu Youjian naturally noticed this scene, but the troops in front of his 3,000-strong battalion were all surrendered soldiers, and he could not increase his speed at all.

He could only drive them away while gathering his soldiers.

Fortunately, the grassroots generals of the Guanning Army were relatively sound and were all veterans of many battles. When they saw the enemy cavalry attacking, they naturally gathered together.

Otherwise, if we rely on Zhu Youjian, an ordinary person in his previous life, he won’t be able to gather a large army until tomorrow.

The reason why he wanted to bring three thousand battalions was entirely because the loyalty increased by the terms was directed at the emperor.

He was worried that if he did not lead the troops into battle, the Guanning Army would return to its original loyalty.

If there is even a slight mistake on the battlefield, the whole game will be lost.

The distance between the two sides was originally close, only three or four miles.

When Zhu Youjian just crossed the chaotic formation of the surrendered army, he could clearly see the old camp soldiers' grinning mouths.

Zhu Youjian had no time to give other instructions, so he could only lower his body and extend the Emperor's Sword.

Three thousand battalions of cavalrymen collided with the black tide with a loud bang.

Zhu Youjian's white horse was squeezed by three war horses at the same time. When the extremely sharp Emperor's Sword happened to cut off the stabbing spear, a goose feather knife suddenly came from the left.

At the critical moment, the imperial guard captain Wang Yan held the sword with his spear, and the blood from his knuckles splattered on Zhu Youjian's golden armor, "Your Majesty, retreat quickly!"

"We can't retreat!" Zhu Youjian stood up from his horse, and with a sweep of his sword, he cut off two more hook-and-sickle spears that were thrusting at him.

As soon as he retreated, the cavalry of the rebel army would certainly take advantage of the situation and press forward, and the surrendered army that had just rebelled might rebel again.

One careless move and you lose everything!
Moreover, the combat effectiveness of these cavalrymen from the old camp of the rebel army is terrifyingly high!

He was able to fight back and forth with the three thousand troops.

These are ten thousand sharp arrows blessed by the red entry!

Zhu Youjian was surprised, but Tian Jianxiu was even more surprised.

He has been fighting in battles for more than ten years. What kind of scenes has he not seen?

Even the Eight Banners Army of the Jiannu were defeated.

But the cavalrymen before him were beyond his imagination.

The skills and tactics seemed to be ingrained in his bones. He dropped his spear and drew his sword without hesitation, rolling over and over on horseback to avoid spears, while crossbows and muskets would hit him from time to time.

Often, after much difficulty, an old soldier from the camp would suddenly rush out with his spear, and the Ming soldier who was stabbed would ignore his own injuries and try to snatch the spear first, buying an opportunity for his comrades around him.

If he had no comrades, he would just rush forward, hug the old soldiers in the camp and fall off the horse, dying together.

That’s fine, but morale remains high as ever.

As soon as the two sides clashed, at least a thousand cavalrymen were thrown off their horses.

The momentum of the old camp's soldiers was obviously slowed down, but the opponents were as calm as ever, charging forward as they did before.

He had never seen such a force.

If Liu Zongmin were here, he would definitely look down on it.

Have you ever seen a weird thing that can repair nails while fighting, and heal wounds while fighting? !

The shouts and cries of killing were deafening.

Zhang Shize at Fuchengmen was extremely anxious. He could see the smoke from Deshengmen through the black-armored cavalry and the city walls.

When the tenth-generation grandson of the Duke of Ying reached for the command arrow at his waist for the third time, Cheng De held him back, "Don't worry, Duke of Ying. You need to wait for Marshal Huang's order!"

"Still waiting! His Majesty is engaged in a bloody battle on the battlefield, while we, the elite troops, are left watching from the other side of the city!"

"It's been almost an hour! Hasn't Master Cheng heard the shouting and fighting from the north subside?"

Cheng De stood firmly in front of Zhang Shize, "Huang Shuai said, we won't move an inch until the signal cannon fires!"

Zhang Shize was so angry that he reached out and grabbed the other man's collar, "Do you know that if anything happens to His Majesty, the Ming Dynasty will be finished!?"

"General Huang was originally appointed by Your Majesty. Your Majesty also discussed with the commander-in-chief and the lord about leading 3,000 troops to charge the battle. If we attack at this time, it will cause great trouble!" Cheng De calmly persuaded Zhang Shize.

Such a scene also happened at Deshengmen.

Fan Jingwen's hand gripping Huang Degong's arm armor was throbbing with veins, "If you don't sound the horn now, you'll be a sinner for eternity!"

Ni Yuanlu, his body covered in gunpowder, pointed at the gradually shrinking red position below the city. "The Fifth Army Battalion has lost nearly 10,000 people. If they retreat, the 3,000-man battalion will be surrounded by an enemy three times its size. Your Majesty is still inside!"

Huang Degong's beard trembled, and the claw marks on his left cheek were shining with blood.

Didn't he see that the emperor was surrounded? The dragon flag of the Three Thousand Battalion appeared and disappeared in the enemy's formation, but the time was not right, so he could not give the order!
His Majesty's instructions from last night were still ringing in my ears, "Hushan, remember this: the Black Armor Cavalry must not move until the time for battle arrives. No matter what the circumstances, you must not move. This is the only chance for the Ming Dynasty. Even if I am chopped into pieces, you must not move!"

"You motherfucker!" Fan Jingwen suddenly pulled off his official hat and threw it to the ground. "Huang Chuangzi, you've disrespected His Majesty's grace! Do you know His Majesty even sent the Wu family father and son away to wait for you? And this is how you repay His Majesty! Traitor! Shame on you!"

"If you don't sound the horn, I will lead my servants out of the city to rescue them!"

Seven or eight civil officials took off their jade belts, and the city wall suddenly became chaotic.

"Enough!" Huang Degong roared like thunder, gritting his teeth.

"This is a battlefield, and I, Huang, am the commander-in-chief. Come, take the rest of the people down from the city wall. I apologize to you, my lords, for your offense. After the battle, I will be at your disposal!"

In this era, the status of military generals was very low. Even someone as powerful as Qi Jiguang had to call himself "Qi, a small lackey of yours" in a letter to Zhang Juzheng, otherwise he would be suppressed and squeezed out by civil officials. It was a great blessing from heaven that he could have a good end.

Any party dispute can lead to the death of several border generals.

But now Huang Degong has arrested many ministers including the Prime Minister in public. One can imagine how determined he is.

When his ears became quiet, Huang Degong continued to observe the situation on the battlefield as if nothing had happened.

In front of Li Zicheng's central military tent, more than 4,000 of Tian Jianxiu's 30,000 cavalrymen had been killed, with a casualty rate of 15%.

The collapse limit of the soldiers in the old camp is 30%, which is already an elite force that is rare in the world.

Zhu Youjian's 3,000-man battalion also suffered losses of 3,000 men, but the 10% casualty rate had no effect on the 3,000-man battalion at all.

On the contrary, I feel like I’m getting more excited the more I play.

The surrendered troops who had turned against the enemy were stopped three miles away by Yuan Zongde and his men, creating a strange stalemate on the battlefield.

Niu Jinxing suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Prince Shun, look! The Ming army can't hold on any longer!"

Li Zicheng looked up hurriedly.

Liu Zongmin's vanguard had already reached the edge of the moat.

The Fifth Army Camp obviously did not have the elite soldiers of the Three Thousand Camps. Except for a few thousand heavily armored soldiers in front of the formation who were still holding on, the soldiers on the left and right wings were on the verge of collapse.

Not to mention the militiamen who were temporarily gathered.

As long as another fresh force arrives, the Five Army Camps will be defeated!
However, if they wait a little longer, until the heavy armored soldiers on the periphery surround the ordinary soldiers behind them, the five military camps will be able to stabilize again.

This is how opportunities are, they will slip away if you are not careful.

In an honest battle, the more opportunities you seize, the greater your chances of victory. As the saying goes, a skilled warrior is not known for his illustrious achievements.

Li Zicheng acted decisively and drew his sword. "Hao Yaoqi, push your troops forward! Push forward! Push forward! Support Liu Zongmin!"

The last ten thousand black-armored cavalrymen in the central army camp rushed out like arrows, leaving only a thousand people to guard. Niu Jinxing looked at the empty central army and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Huang Degong, who was always on the lookout for the enemy in the central army, was almost biting his teeth.

Seeing thousands of cavalry marching out, Huang Degong used all his strength, glared and roared.

“Fire the signal cannon!!!!!!!!!”

Ten cannons exploded in the sky.

Fucheng Gate burst open, and Zhang Shize, who had been waiting for a long time, finally got rid of Cheng De's dissuasion and led the black-armored cavalry out of the city gate.

Li Zicheng thought he had victory in his grasp. All the soldiers in the capital had come out and he had seized the opportunity. Victory or defeat was just a matter of time.

The King of Rebellion, who roamed the Central Plains, suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.

He looked up to the northeast, and his pupils suddenly contracted!
What rose from the horizon was not smoke and dust, but an endless black iron wall.

An indescribable power poured out from the iron wall.

Even the black horse under his crotch was paddling its iron hooves restlessly.

But I saw the black iron stream tearing open the last hill, and the morning sun reflected on the bright armor, creating a dazzling glow.

There were no flags waving, no war drums thundering, only the muffled sound of horses' hooves hitting the earth, which turned into a death warrant, shaking the tiles of the Deshengmen Arrow Tower.

Li Zicheng's pupils shrank into needle points.

He saw the eight-foot-long horse lances held horizontally by the black-armored cavalrymen in the front, and the sharp forest of 3,500 horse lances, which made a piercing chill run down his spine under his gold-studded chain mail.

This is a more terrifying killing weapon than the one used by Zhejiang soldiers in the bloody battle of Hunhe River!
"Iron Pagoda! It's Iron Pagoda!" The old soldiers who had fought bloody battles with the Eight Banners in Liaodong exclaimed immediately.

Niu Jinxing waved the command flag in his hand, "Quick! Quickly dispatch the central army to reinforce, the rear army abandons the battle and returns to support the central army!"

After saying that, he turned around, grabbed Li Zicheng and was about to run away.

But he was pushed away by Li Zicheng, who looked back and forth on the battlefield.

I still can't bear to give up this great opportunity.

At this time, the Xuanjia Army was still five miles away from the central army, and he had a thousand of his strongest personal soldiers around him, enough to support him until Hao Yaoqi's ten thousand cavalrymen who had just been sent out returned to support him.

Although these more than 3,000 cavalrymen seem very strong, can he still break through the encirclement of ten thousand cavalrymen?

As long as we keep our footing, victory is just around the corner.

He snatched the flag from Niu Jinxing's hand and said, "Hao Yaoqi, return to support! The rest of the troops, do not move!"

Hao Yaoqi, who had just rushed to the rear of Liu Zongmin's troops and was about to give the Fifth Army Camp a head-on blow, had to turn back again when he heard the order.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

When there was only one mile left, the three hundred black-armored cavalrymen in the front row suddenly accelerated, shouting in unison, "Da Ming!"

The sound was so loud that the warhorse under Li Zicheng's crotch stood up.

Then everyone responded with a second shout, "Victory!"

At this moment, the 3,500 Black Armor Cavalry reached their peak condition.

In their eyes, there were no enemies, no obstacles, no lives. All they had was charge! Charge again! Charge on! Charge until the sky and the earth changed color!
Li Zicheng and his thousand personal guards ran head-on into the black tide.

The long sword forged from fine steel struck the breastplate of the Black Armor Cavalry, but only produced a string of sparks!
There was astonishment in his eyes beneath the gold-inlaid helmet.

The heavily armored knight was knocked back by the huge force, but he used the power of the stirrup to pull himself back and pierced one of the guards with a backhanded spear!
That's a personal guard wearing three layers of heavy armor!
This is not finished.

The knight pulled out his lance with his backhand, swept it across, and hit Li Zicheng's breastplate hard.

"This is not a human being." King Dashun left only these four words in the air, and then they fell on the cavalry behind him.

Fortunately, his personal guards caught him and prevented him from falling under the horses' hooves.

When he came back to his senses and looked, he could only see Zhang Shize using his spear to lift up a large indigo-colored banner with the word "Shun" on it.

The thousand elite cavalrymen from the old camp who had followed him in the battles for ten years fell down in groups like wheat straw.

Broken limbs and pieces of armor flew everywhere in the cavalry formation, but there was not a single cry of grief.

The lances of the black-armored cavalry are designed to stab the throat!

Niu Jinxing was being dragged onto a mule cart by his personal guards, and his usually elegant futou was nowhere to be found.

"My king, hurry up!" Hao Yaoqi rushed out of the chaotic army covered in blood and pulled Li Zicheng onto his horse.

Then he tried his best to turn his horse's head, but saw that the black armor cavalry formation suddenly broke open, and three hundred heavily armored knights with arrows all over their bodies broke out of the formation. These people used iron chains to connect each other's horses into a wall, and rushed towards Li Zicheng again under the rain of guns and arrows.

An old soldier with a broken leg was dragging his intestines backwards, crying, "He's not human. He's made of iron. He's invulnerable to swords and guns... Wuuuuuuu..."

At this time, the ten thousand cavalrymen following Hao Yaoqi finally turned back in a cloud of dust.

However, a total of 3,500 Black Armored Cavalry had already completed the turn.

The linked horse formations connected by iron chains are like a moving steel wall.

"Shoot! Shoot quickly!" Hao Yaoqi roared, urging the warhorse under him to flee out of the battlefield.

He turned his head to take a look and was so scared that he didn't dare to stop.

These heavy cavalry were able to maintain the goose feather formation during the continuous charges!

What the hell kind of monster is this!
The rain of arrows jingled as they splashed on the black armor, and the barbed arrows got stuck in the gaps between the armor plates, but they failed to slow down any of the riders.

The three hundred men in black armor in the front row suddenly took off the caltrops from their waists and threw them out with the momentum of the attack.

Hidden weapons exploded among the cavalry, and the war horses wailed and threw their riders into the air.

"Break the formation!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Shize shouted angrily.

Fifty black-armored cavalrymen suddenly broke out of the formation, their war horses were different from those of the others.

These war horses were covered with spiked cotton armor on their chests, and there were brackets for long spears on both sides.

Fifty riders charged into the flank of the rebel army like battering rams.

Hao Yaoqi watched helplessly as his flag-bearer's ribs were crushed by two armored horses in mid-air, and blood mist mixed with internal organs sprayed out.

The most horrific killings took place when the lines crossed.

The 10-foot-long spear stabbed precisely, targeting the gap between the visor and the neck guard.

An old soldier swung his sword to block, but the fine steel goose-feather sword was split into two pieces by the horse lance.

The Black Armor Cavalry didn't even need to draw back their weapons. They used the momentum of their horses to lift their enemies into the air and slide them for several feet until the spear shaft broke under the weight. Then they casually drew the eight-sided iron mace from their waist and continued to sweep.

“This is not a war”

Before Hao Yaoqi's personal guard captain could finish his words, his face was hit by an iron mace, leaving a dent.

The Hequ horse under his crotch was pierced by three horse spears at the same time, and the moment it fell, its head was crushed by six iron hooves, turning it into a pool of meat paste.

At this time, the chain horse formation began to show its true horror.

Whenever an invading force broke through the outer defense line, the black-armored cavalry in the inner circle would shake their iron chains and trip the intruders to the ground.

The cavalry in the rear didn't even need to lower their heads to finish off the enemy; their heavy horses' hooves would crush every fallen body.

(End of this chapter)