Zhao Bing rode his horse forward, and he wanted to enter and intercept the enemy cavalry from the gap in front of the second line of defense. This would not only win time for his infantry to retreat and redeploy, but also cause chaos on the enemy troops leaving the city, making their attack difficult to sustain. At this time, the enemy cavalry rushed past the first line of defense, and they also began to change their formation during the movement, from columns to horizontal teams, which could expand the attack surface and make room for his cavalry to subsequently leave the city. However, the city gate was small and the suspension bridge was not spacious, which still affected the attack speed and was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

After several large-scale naval battles in Qiongzhou and the situation stabilized, Zhao Bing realized that he had fewer and fewer opportunities to come to the battle, let alone go to the battle himself. But he did not let Ma Wan Nanshan because of this, but continued to temper himself. In addition to practicing martial arts every day, he also had exercises and training with the guard camp every day, and he would also conduct practical training with them for more than ten years.

It’s not that Zhao Bing is diligent, it can only be said that he is afraid of death. I remember that the scene when he was chased by the enemy while running away still appeared in my dreams. I was so helpless in the face of the enemy cavalry, and I could only watch them gather the butcher knife at him. So he was prepared for danger in times of peace and reminded himself that even if he became an emperor, he would not rest assured. He had a skill to stand by and could still have the ability to protect himself once he was in danger one day.

Only three hundred steps away from the enemy, Zhao Bing kept knocking the horse's belly with his heels to increase the speed of the horse. His dismount was not the "Xiaoyao Horse" riding by an ordinary emperor. He had a good temper like a cow. He would not run two steps even if his whip was cut off, but a good horse chasing the wind. This horse was smuggled in Qiongzhou for a lot of money and was always trained and trained by him. Not only did he run fast, but he was also very spiritual, and he cooperated with the horse. He only needed a command or a small action to understand the intention and make corresponding actions.

Zhao Bing Ma was about to rush forward. Since he was five years old, he has commanded countless battles of all sizes and sizes, which is considered to be a battle of many battles. He has also personally taken the boat to fight against the enemy. There are 180 people who died under him. However, it is the first time that he fought with the enemy with sharp blades in his face, and he felt nervous. After all, he didn't need to kill people on the boat or behind the formation, and there were guards and guards at all times. Now that he wanted a white knife to enter the red knife, he would lose his life if he was negligent.

But Zhao Bing had seen the world after all, and knew that the more dangerous it was, the more calm he had to be. The horse was very fast, and the distance of three hundred steps passed in a flash. At this time, it was only a hundred steps away from the enemy. He looked back with the corner of his eyes. Except for the flag officer closely behind him, Tan Fei and other guards were not far away, but he could not surpass him. In this way, a vanguard formation with himself as the blade and ten people as the horizontal line, quickly killing the enemy in the middle.

'Bang!'

‘Bang, bang, bang…’

When he was fifty steps away from the enemy, Zhao Bing handed the knife to his left hand, withdrew the musket from the gun bag behind the saddle and aimed at an enemy centurion in front with one hand. At the moment when the horse flew into the air, he grasped the fleeting smooth moment and pulled the trigger. The enemy general was shot in the head and shook it twice and then fell down the horse. However, one foot was hung on the ground by stirrups, and even if he was not killed on the spot, he would be dragged to death. Then the guards behind him also shot and fired one after another, and the enemy cavalry fell off their horses, causing a wave of chaos. The speed of the brigade's attack slowed down.

After the shooting, Zhao Bing stuffed the musket into the saddle bag. There was no way, the cavalry they used used a short barrel for the convenience of carrying, which reduced the hit rate. Therefore, they required that the shooting rate be fired within fifty steps. The hit rate was guaranteed, but they had no time to refille it, so they had to prepare for hand-to-hand combat after shooting. However, he turned his hand towards the dormitory and pulled out a pistol from the saddle bag.

This kind of pistol is a "pepper bottle" pistol. Since Zhao Bing has never found a way to make ignition powder, he can still use flint to ignite it. However, the gun has six barrels, which can be fired in batches after his improvements, rather than being "single-pot-stewed" as in history. However, this pistol is not easy to use. Because the barrel is too heavy, it is not convenient to aim, and the range is only about twenty steps, so the hit rate must not exceed ten meters. Therefore, this unsuccessful weapon was not equipped on a large scale. Only one guard battalion can be handed out by officers above the guard battalion.

‘Bang!’ Zhao Bing took the lead and encountered the enemy first. Seeing that the enemy aimed the arrow at him, he raised his hand and shot him in the face and killed him. He previously thought that the pistol was a melee self-defense weapon, and it was fine to have a short range. It was also concealed. It was not only easy to carry, but also could give the enemy a critical strike by surprise, which could save his life at critical moments. He would always leave this one in his waist when he was traveling, but now it has become an appetizer before hand-to-hand combat.

‘Kill!’ Zhao Bing fired several shots and shot all the bullets out. At this moment, he had no time to aim. Anyway, anyone who threatened him would give him a shot first. Seeing another enemy rushing over, he stabbed him in the chest with his spear, and raised his hand to push away the spear and urged the horse forward. When the two horses were intertwined, the enemy cavalry had no time to withdraw his gun. He followed the sword across the enemy's front elbow, and the sharp blade then cut off his forearm.

‘Hi!’ Zhao Bing ran forward, and there was no time to see how the enemy was injured by him, and there was no time to finish the attack. At this time, an enemy soldier rushed over and stabbed his spear to his lower abdomen. He pushed away the enemy's spearhead with his sword, pressed his spear with his momentum, making it difficult for him to take back his weapon, and then quickly leaned forward. At this time, the opponent's weapon was already difficult to display behind him, so he slashed his opponent with his sword, and passed through the enemy's neck. A stream of scarlet blood was spurted out, dyeing his battle robe red.

‘Yes!’ Zhao Bing had already rushed into the enemy group at this time. Before he could even wipe away the blood splashed on his face, the enemy soldiers slashed the sword on his head. He had no time to return to the knife to block it, so he had to raise his left arm to meet it. The enemy's knife slashed on the small round shield tied to the forearm, making a crisp sound, which shocked Zhao Bing's arms numb. He handed the knife forward, stabbed the knife in his stomach through the crack of the armor beside him, and then cut a hole into the knife and the flesh and armor.

"Kill!" Zhao Bing heard the sound of the enemy riding off a horse behind him, and had no time to look at it, so he met three enemy riders. He slightly tilted the horse's head, and the horse rushed to the front right and avoided the front, shouted a loud sword and stabbed it out. The enemy soldier was stunned when he heard the roar. His knife had already pierced his throat. While drawing the knife, he slashed another enemy rider who had arrived. The back of the knife crushed the jaw of another enemy rider who had arrived. He did not dare to fight and ran away with pain. The third person saw that the situation was not good, and he ran away. Zhao Bing urged the horse to catch up and pierced his shoulder, and waved his shield to knock him down.

At this moment, Zhao Bing suddenly realized that he had killed the enemy formation and rushed over. He wiped the sweat from his face, which was both tired and scared. You should know that there was a saying that "one inch long and one inch stronger, one inch short and one inch dangerous". In addition to muskets, the Song cavalry was equipped with cavalry swords. To be precise, it was more like the cavalry swords equipped by modern Western cavalry. The swords were less than three feet long and weighed four kilograms. In addition to cavalry bows, Mongolian cavalry was mostly equipped with spears, equipped with long swords, big axes and other secondary weapons, which had an advantage in length and weight.

Everyone knows that the length advantage of weapons is very large in weapon fighting, just like the weight advantage in bare hands fighting. Because the longer the weapon, the larger the attack range. If the opponent's weapon is shorter, you can attack the opponent when the opponent comes up without being attacked by the opponent. Weapons are not like bare hands, and you can endure a punch with a bare hands, but if the weapon is hit, you may lose your combat effectiveness.

Although long weapons cannot be used behind the close, it is very difficult to get close to the short weapons. Most of them are killed by long weapons on the way to get close. If short weapons want to get close, they can only risk being attacked. This is why one inch shorter and one inch shorter. A skilled soldier can firmly grasp even if his weapon has an advantage of one inch length, and control it to just hit the opponent, but the opponent is almost unable to hit his own distance.

However, Zhao Bing thought that although short weapons would be relatively disadvantaged in the fight, it was impossible to give up resistance when encountering weapons longer than him and directly give up resistance and get killed. When facing disadvantages, the disadvantaged side is not qualified to seek stability, one inch shorter and one inch shorter and one inch more risky. Only by taking risks can you win the opportunity for a front-line victory. When the length of the weapon is at a disadvantage, it is generally difficult to attack the opponent's key to the trunk. Directly attacking the opponent's part closer to him is the most feasible method.

Therefore, Zhao Bing chose to take the initiative to attack, and there was no special skill in his moves, but it was just effective. Using weapons is different from fighting with bare hands. Cold weapons may lose their combat ability regardless of whether they hit the key points. The hit limbs may not be used, and even if they are treated, they are at a high probability of leaving them disabled.

Therefore, the primary goal of fighting on the battlefield is not to kill the enemy, but to make the enemy lose its combat effectiveness. To put it vividly, it does not always require a sword to pierce a transparent hole in the opponent's heart, or to split the opponent's head in half with one knife. A seemingly understatement of the enemy can prevent the opponent from using weapons effectively in a short period of time, or a knife in front of him will temporarily make the opponent dizzy. These few seconds are enough - then a few more swords or a big move will not take long, and there will always be teammates around you ready to finish you off at any time.

In addition, Zhao Bing thought that he should not stop and keep moving fast, especially when facing heavy armored cavalry. Because when his opponent is wearing heavy armor to fight, he will use his armor to defend against the opponent's attack and counterattack at the same time. This requires that the smaller the movement, the better. Because under high weight bearing state, physical strength does not allow you to make those seemingly flexible but actually very physically consuming actions. If you use these very physically consuming spiritual activities, it takes less than two minutes, and when your physical strength is exhausted, you will basically be waiting to die on the battlefield.

Therefore, Zhao Bing recalled many artistic works in his previous life, and he scoffed at the scene of wearing heavy armor and making various gorgeous moves, which would not exist in reality. In his previous life, he had heard that some enthusiasts who had never worn armor often flexibly and how they could make movements. During the demonstration, the performer could indeed make various seemingly flexible movements, but it does not mean that they were also very flexible when wearing a plate armor.

Because although you can make movements, your movement speed is far lower than the armor-free state when you are loaded with armor. Many seemingly flexible and complex movements are useless to do, and the opponent can easily avoid them. Because when you wear heavy armor, even if you can make complex movements, it is too slow. Of course, it must be said that in real combat, the slow movements mentioned are not as slow as one move in the game, and there will be a few seconds of hard straightness.

In the eyes of those who have practiced, this speed is ridiculously slow. Because in fighting, the time when ordinary people raise their hands and chop hard is actually enough for a person who has practiced to cut two or three swords, because in fact, the fighting movement is too fast, and it takes enough time to say a word to cut several people. The situation of three hundred rounds of battles that often appear in classical novels is actually very fast, otherwise they would not have to be beaten to death at all, but would have been exhausted long ago.

This leads to another problem. They believe that the ancient generals were too corrupt, because in ancient sculptures and paintings in my country, most of the generals had round faces and thick waists, and had big belly belly. How could such a fat body defeat the enemy? Because in modern society, whether it is a strong man who likes fitness or European and American action stars in film and television works, most of them are muscular men with wide shoulders and thin waists and eight pack abs, the images of ancient generals did not have big muscles, and they did not have eight pack abs instead had big belly belly!

Zhao Bing said that they were all wrong. The reason why ancient military generals held their belly was not that they had low training levels and were obese in ancient times; nor was it that modern people believed that they were clumsy and inflexible when they had belly muscles and could not beat the eight-pack abs. Moreover, the idioms used to describe strong men in ancient my country were also big and round waists, such as tiger backs and bear waists, and it was particularly emphasized that the waist should be thick and strong enough.
Chapter completed!