Siheyuan: I decide the fate of the world with my medical skills

Among the rolling hills and on the vast grassland, a Qin cavalry of about two hundred people formed several rows of horizontal formations and passed through.

The leading knight in the team was wearing a long robe, armor with colorful ribbon patterns, and a tall hat with two panels. This was Meng Ying who followed Li Xin into battle.

They have entered the Qiang pasture today. According to Li Xin's command, they must destroy a piece of Qiang grassland pasture under the guidance of a guide.

The Rong man called the guide had a typical Qin appearance - round face, big mouth, narrow eyes. There were obvious plateau red marks on the dark part of his face. It was said that he looked like the youngest son of Wu Shiluo.

Although the guide was confident in his assurances, Meng Ying's keen sixth sense told her that they might have lost their way. This was the third time they had crossed the edge of a seemingly familiar hill!

Damn it! I really hope this can help me remember the way back to the camp... Meng Ying sat on the horse whose saddle had been worn a little hard by the saddle, glanced at the guide who was trying to stay calm, and thought to herself.

The mission of this march was a quick raid, and they rode on the strong horses of the vast grassland equipped with iron hooves and saddle reinforcements. This was different from the majestic Qin horses equipped with complete heavy cavalry equipment. The reason was that the tall Qin saddles would actually accelerate the strain on the horses when tightening the cavalry, so they were not used.

As for the thick black iron armor equipment, don't even think about it.

However, what surprised Meng Ying was that during this period the army was stationed in Fuhan, and only sent a small group of cavalry deep into enemy territory to burn grasslands, and did not launch a large-scale attack or an all-out confrontation with the Qiang army.

It seems that Li Xin's style of using troops after hiding in Longxi for many years has indeed changed... While talking like this in his mind, Meng Ying made his own evaluation of the older generation of military strategists.

"General! Come and look there!" The rider stood upright in the stirrups and pointed to the valley under the hill ahead.

Meng Ying looked in the direction of his finger and saw more than forty Qiang camp tents of varying sizes scattered throughout the valley.

From the calm atmosphere in the camp, it can be known that this group of Qiang people have not noticed their arrival.

Meng Ying began to mobilize troops and carry out preparations before the surprise attack.

After a while, except for a few riders who seemed a little tired or uncomfortable due to altitude symptoms, all the cavalry were divided into three groups. The left side consisted of fifty cavalrymen led by a garrison commander, and the right side also consisted of fifty cavalrymen led by a centurion in his thirties.

The remaining cavalry followed Meng Ying and launched a frontal attack.

"Don't be too greedy for the spoils and captives. The left army must outflank from the side and put double pressure on the enemy with me in order to defeat them. The right army will be responsible for encirclement and interception. Make sure not a single Qiang person is left behind!"

He held a several-foot-long halberd stretched out in front of him, and in his other hand he grasped a longbow with the trigger pulled tight and ready to fire.

He said solemnly: "According to the Qin Dynasty's laws: the official positions of generals who died in battle should be abolished at the same time. Any generals and officers who abandon their own troops and go south alone will be severely punished without pardon!"

After the announcement, Meng Ying looked around sharply, and all the cavalrymen who came into his sight showed a look of fear.

“Charge!”

As this order sounded, the centurion of the right army took the lead in leading his troops to leave.

Meng Ying silently counted a hundred times and nodded slightly to show his agreement; the captain of the left army immediately set off with his team members.

Then, after counting fifty numbers, a cavalryman took off the horn from his waist and whistled loudly.

A low trumpet sound accompanied the advancing steps, which was the signal issued by the central cavalry led by Meng Ying.

The crunching sound gradually rose to a height that raised dust as it moved forward on the dry ground.

The Qiang camp at the bottom of the valley suddenly became noisy. Some elderly Qiang people rushed out of the camp holding whips and wooden bows, and rushed to set up battle formations in the path of the fierce Mongolian attack.

The strong Qiang warriors, led by a shaman, wore wooden masks and held bronze pistols, axes, arrows and shields, forming a second line of defense around the tent.

The women and children either jumped on their horses or ran away along the trail behind the camp.

Haha, what a primitive way of fighting! It was just like what my uncle said, the Qiang and Rong people were not good at horse fighting, so they could only fight on the ground...Mongol bravely instructed the cavalry to form a horizontal line, slightly holding the reins, and moving forward at a controlled speed.

beep--!

The horn sounded again.

On the hillside to the right of the Qiang camp, the cavalry led by the village chief Bu galloped down. Although the number of people was limited, it was a huge threat to the terrified Qiang people.

The Qiang leader had no choice but to wave the bronze axe in his hand and assign some soldiers to guard the two flanks.

So, when the Qiang people were in chaos, the Mongols bravely kicked the horses' bellies with their legs to speed up their march and charged into the center of the march.

Two hundred steps!

One hundred steps!

Eighty steps!

Mongolian bravely blew the sound with a copper whistle. This device is made by imitating the method of ancestors, with brass as the raw material and high-quality cork as the core of the whistle. It can produce a very sharp sound, which can be clearly heard from a hundred steps away!

Compared with hand-held bells and drums, whistle-blowing commands saves more energy and frees up the hands of grassroots commanders.

Following the whistle, the charging knights lowered their crossbows and aimed at the Qiang people in the shield formation in the distance. When the horses leaped, the crossbow ropes vibrated and the crossbow arrows flew out at lightning speed.

The bronze crossbow arrow carrying huge kinetic energy instantly penetrated the Qiang man's shield and went straight into his body.

Puff puff!

Blood splattered, and the Qiang people in the front row fell down like crops being cut.

After the shooting was completed, the Mongolian warrior blew the whistle again, and the surrounding knights gathered together, holding their halberds flat in front of their chests to form a wall.

At the same time, a series of shouts were heard from within the Qiang tribe, arrow strings kept ringing through the air, and arrows fell like raindrops towards the Qin army.

Although most of the Qiang people's arrows were made of bone or sharp wood, even if they were shot at the Qin army, they could not penetrate their armor.

In any case, Mongolian Warrior still took a glance at the bone arrow stuck in his leg armor and felt fortunate.

Although the leather armor worn is lightweight, it has been redesigned.

Compared with the previous design, the new armor added an important layer of protection for the cavalry's knees and thighs, which was not included in the original cavalry equipment.

On the battlefield, at lightning speed, the distance of only five fathoms (about fifty steps) was instantly shortened.

The nomadic warriors, holding their crude weapons tightly, looked with horror at the long spears in the hands of the Qin cavalry, which sparkled brightly in the sunlight.

Just when the mount was about to collide with the front line of the enemy, Meng Ying gently adjusted his riding posture, guided the central army to bypass the enemy's flank and launched a flank attack strategy.

This strategy is one of the basic methods for light cavalry to deal with tight phalanxes, with the aim of ensuring that the initiative in attack is always maintained through numerical advantage.

Following the sound of violent collision and weapons piercing.

The originally huge Qiang formation was cut into about a quarter of its shape; the brothers and friends in the tribe fell to the ground with their limbs broken, and the panic filled with screams made the Qiang people who escaped and survived look deathly, and they couldn't help but tighten their bodies, as if seeking a little spiritual comfort or sense of security.

Meng Ying adjusted the direction of his horse, looked back at the army on the left that was about to attack the enemy's flank, and then blew the whistle in his mouth regularly.

Then, the cavalry charged again, changing from two rows of parallel columns to a sharper triangular formation.

The original fighting spirit of the Qiang people had been shaken. At this time, with the cooperation of the left army, Meng Ying was ready to completely cut through the Qiang army formation in one go, and then defeat them one by one!

Among the targets of this battle, the Qiang leader wielding a bronze axe became Meng Ying's main target.

As a fifth-rank official in the ninth rank, he could only be promoted to the next rank by capturing the enemy's fortress with his own hands; he had to command to win the battle and reduce the number of casualties to less than the number of beheadings in order to maintain the promotion standards. However, these concerns did not involve Meng Ying too much - his advantages were obvious.

The biggest problem was that he was worried that the enemy chieftain would disappear with the surrounding cavalry rushing for the head, or even...

As someone mentioned, if you care too much about something, it is very likely that your expectations will come true. As a result, the Qiang chieftain really did as Meng Ying expected, retreating a few steps and leading three or four of his trusted men to jump on their mounts and run away in the depths of the valley. "Run!" Meng Ying roared, his voice mixed with anxiety and anger.

As a battlefield leader, he must not abandon his comrades around him just like the enemy chieftain's escape.

"Damn you, my Crown Prince!" So he cursed fiercely, then raised his halberd and stabbed it straight into the heart of a Qiang warrior, then pulled it out forcefully and threw it heavily into the crowd.

The chief's escape and the charge of the left wing cavalry made the Qiang army lose their fighting spirit. After realizing that there was no hope of escape, everyone knelt down and loudly begged for surrender.

After observing the frightened cattle and sheep running all over the hill and the soldiers falling down in resistance, accepting the surrender of the Qiang people did not go against the wishes of the Qin soldiers - whether capturing them or chopping off their heads were both manifestations of equivalent merit.

The guide Yusuda and several guards came with horses for transporting livestock. After whispering to Meng Ying, Yusuda commanded the surrendered Qiang people in Qiang language and guided the scattered sheep and cattle back to their original place.

Meng Ying did not have to worry about the Qiang people having a chance to escape in the vast wilderness. In the absence of horses, cattle, sheep, and tents, leaving would be as meaningless as cutting off their own retreat.

Soon, fifty cavalrymen who cut off the Qiang people's retreat route drove more than five hundred women and children back to the camp, and their leader was hung high on the general's halberd.

"I have lived up to your trust!" The centurion waved goodbye and saluted Meng Ying, who had an obviously envious look on his face.

"Hey..." Meng Ying took a deep breath and patted the man on the shoulder, "Lü Ze, you did a great job. You are worthy of being the talent chosen by the king!"

Hearing such praise, Lu Ze felt relieved. Although Meng Ying did not seem to be too greedy for his subordinates' achievements, he still had to be wary of others.