The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 260

On the watchtower, Yang Lin sneered, Liu Zhongwu also raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "The bandits are too deceitful!"

"This time I taught them that there is no return."

The Song Army had a [-]-strong army, and there were also Wuman soldiers in the formation. The Tubo people obviously wanted to replicate the last victory and expand the results of the battle.

The [-] army, just thinking of piercing through like this, Yang Lin couldn't help giving them a thumbs up for their courage and arrogant attitude.Do you think I'm Wang Fu?Sorry, I'm not trash.

The ground trembled, and hooves sounded like thunder.Let the momentum of the Nu River in front of you be no longer heard, with the endless murderous aura, the sound of armor colliding with gold and iron, the sound of horses and whips shouting, shouting and killing, covered the sound of rushing water.

Smoke and dust filled the air, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and under the fierce collision, people were turned on their backs, screaming miserably.

The Chinese army ordered the flag to keep waving, and Yang Lin sent troops to attack the opponent's flank army. A full-scale melee broke out by the river.

Shang Keyi's way of fighting is doomed to have no way out in this battle, unless he plunges headlong into the rushing Nu River, otherwise he should not even think about leaving the battlefield.

Looking down from the observation tower, Yang Lin continued to invest in troops, making the battle group stronger and stronger. The entire riverside was full of rampaging soldiers and horses, and the killing was earth-shattering, and the sun and the moon were dark.

Suddenly, there was a burst of smoke and dust in the distance, and Shang Keyi laughed loudly: "Reinforcements have arrived!"

It turned out that during the one-month truce period, the monks and nuns were not idle, and contacted several large tribes to defeat the invading Song army together.

The smoke and dust rose on the horizon in the southwest direction, first a black line, and then moved forward rapidly, the smoke and dust billowed like a yellow dragon that opened its teeth and claws to choose someone to eat, flying like a lightning bolt.

The Boru and Domi tribes of Tubo are still stronger than the monks and nuns, and they have gathered no less than [-] elite soldiers, and they rushed to help Shang Keyi.

This is what Yang Lin said when he lined up his troops for reinforcements from the two reinforcements of the enemy army.

"Good time!" Yang Lin clapped his hands and shouted loudly. Lu Qian who was behind him suddenly noticed that Shaozai's neck was red, obviously extremely excited and nervous.

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In Huanglong Mansion, the city is full of wars and wars.

In one winter, the Khitan military craftsmen hurriedly produced [-] stone cannons, rain of arrows and stones, and poured them into the Huanglong Mansion every day without spending money. All kinds of tactics are used to the extreme.

The Liao army was majestic and marched in multiple ways to the Huanglong Mansion occupied by the Kingdom of Jin.Emperor Tianzuo was very confident at this time, and felt that under his own conquest, the Kingdom of Jin would definitely be wiped out.

The defenders in the city came to block them, and when the water came to the earth, they also tried their best to resist.

After a fierce attack by the Liao army, there was no improvement at all. On the contrary, the Jurchens in the city suffered limited damage.

However, the 70 soldiers and horses brought by Daliao this time, without a false report, are really scary.

Wanyan Wu begged for a proposal to shrink the army and keep the Jurchen hometown.One person made a suggestion, and ten or a hundred people responded. For a while, all the clamor in the Jurchen tent was the same voice: "Give up the land and cities that we have looted, and shrink the troops to preserve the Jin Kingdom!"

The emperor of the Kingdom of Jin, the young Wanyan Aguda, drew his sword and cut off the table in front of him: "Since we raised our army, we must think that we have already broken with Daliao. This kind of war is only expected. , why do you want to back down when things come to an end? If so, did we sacrifice so many sons just to let you live a comfortable life for a few days?"

The Jurchen Tartars in the tent, who hadn't yet developed a violent and arrogant mentality, were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak anymore after Wanyan Agu slapped him angrily.

"Anyone who dares to retreat to protect himself will be killed without mercy!"

Some resolute words also aroused their ferocity, Wanyan Wu Qimai bowed his head and said: "Brother, we all listen to you, you are the leader of the Jurchen, the emperor of our Kingdom of Jin."

Wanyan Aguda's expression did not show signs of relaxation, he raised the knife in his hand, and said loudly: "The Liao people are incompetent. They have been attacking the city for many days and there are not many warriors who dare to climb. They only know how to throw stones outside the city. Our Jurchen warriors are invincible in the world. , you lead your respective Moukes to follow me and rush out, slaughtering all the Liao dogs."

Successive victories cannot change the Jurchen's "congenital deficiencies": poverty and small population.

The Bohai people who had just surrendered did not completely surrender to the Jurchen, who was less powerful than them on paper. Gao Yongchang, the king of Bohai, chose to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor when the Liao army was overwhelming. .

Right now, the Jurchens only have 70 soldiers and horses, and Wanyan Aguda actually wants to abandon the city and fight a field battle with [-] Liao troops.

In contrast, at the same time in the southwest, the great war between Song and Tubo was eclipsed.

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The Imperial Army of the Beijing Camp, at the beginning of the founding of the country, was a powerful army that traversed the world.

Hundreds of thousands of troops lined up in formation, looking down on everyone on the battlefield.

Although the self-confidence and high-spiritedness of that time are not there now, some of the skills of the ancestors are still retained. 10 people are deployed, and most of the Song soldiers hold the guns with slightly trembling hands, sweating and sticky.

Finally, the Tubo people rushed in front of them, and the Song army in the front row roared almost at the same time, and the army formation that had been set up in advance began to show a murderous look.

In a frontal battle, the role of the battle formation will be infinitely magnified. This is the essence summed up by countless outstanding people from generation to generation, and it is the last housekeeping skill of the Imperial Army of the Great Song Dynasty.

The soldiers and horses of the various ministries cooperated in an orderly manner according to the formation map, and gradually found a familiar feeling by relying on the daily practice in Bianliang.

Shang Keyi's wedge-shaped attack was blocked by the infantry, and the Tubo cavalry gradually became impetuous.

Last time, they defeated this Song army with only one round of charge. They chased and killed hundreds of miles along the way, killing corpses all over the field, and returning with a full load of robbery.

Why do you still make this enemy army still in the same place, but you can't rush through the opponent's pawns?

Yang Lin stared at the battlefield and hid his trembling hands in his wristbands so as not to show his timidity.

It was also the first time he had seen such a scene. The two sides were fighting each other with flesh and blood. He hadn't experienced it personally, so it was hard to understand the bloody tension.

"Drumming!"

The war drum sounded, and the horn sounded low and desolate. Zhang Shuye on the high hill in the west watched the enemy's two reinforcements getting closer and closer, and finally gave the order to shoot arrows.

Thanks to the intelligence of the scouts, Yang Lin can calmly arrange to deal with the reinforcements. The bows and arrows of the whole army are concentrated in the hands of Zhang Shuye, allowing him to occupy the high ground, which can be said to be foolproof.

Song Luoyi, the leader of the Boru tribe, if he felt it, raised his head suddenly, and saw the spiked arrows suddenly attacking from all directions, and shot down a large area like a scythe mowing grass, people shouted and neighed. sounded.

"Ambush, there is an ambush!"

Surrounding Song Luoyi, there were guardsmen screaming mournfully, but the shouting stopped abruptly.

The Fan soldiers did not have shields, some raised their knives to resist, some even raised their arms to block, and more people chose to bow their heads and urge their horses to rush into the battle group to avoid the rain of arrows.

Suddenly, the Wuman cavalry hiding on the flanks of the mountain appeared and rushed out from the flanks of the Fan soldiers.

Fang Qifo's expression was dull, he looked like a harmless idiot, but he had a pair of surprisingly resolute eyes.

He commanded the Wuman cavalry calmly, his eyes narrowed slightly, watching the battlefield.The sound of horseshoes from behind suddenly roared through the sky, and a group of brightly colored cavalry rushed out!

Wuman cavalry always like to paint colorful paint on their armor and horses, which is very eye-catching and dazzling.

These people are no strangers to Tubo. Before Song Dynasty set foot on this land, they had bullied the Tubo people for a hundred years.

These Wumans were recruited just now, but they were not recruits, but the Tusi masters they had served in the past had all been slaughtered by Duan Zhengchun.

The Wuman people didn't miss their former masters. To be honest, the chieftain had enslaved and oppressed these natives for a long time, and treated them as his own slaves. He fought for the chieftain on weekdays, but he didn't have such a high salary and rewards for killing the enemy and making meritorious service.

The Wuman, who had just got rid of his slave status, still had a sense of restlessness after being relieved of his new status at this moment, and he just took advantage of this hearty battle to completely release him.

In the eyes of the Wuman people, their lives are worthless, they are just the personal finances of the chieftain, just like the cattle and sheep in the territory.