Chapter 352 Looking northwest, Shooting the Sky Wolf (2)

Lingwu Palace.

Wang Lin sat upright behind the court, picked up the teacup and savored a sip of tea, and a strange color appeared in his heart.

The Western Xia royal family had internal conflicts when they were like the Western Xia. To put it in a more fateful and superstitious way, it was really "God helped me."

Could it be that luck is caused?

Yelu Nanxian knelt under the hall.

Yelu Nanxian had no resentment or hatred in his heart, but only sadness and despair.

As soon as her son Li Renai died, she felt that she had lost hope in her life.

As for the so-called "national hatred and family hatred" towards Wang Lin... in fact, it is actually very unreliable. It is nothing more than a certain emotional outlet for her to vent her hatred of the country.

Without Wang Lin, there would be others.

The logic is actually very simple. For example, if she wants to send troops to seek revenge from the Jin Kingdom, I am afraid that even her son Li Renai would not support her.

So, to put it bluntly, she just wanted to use this as an excuse to provoke the war between Song Xia, so that her son Li Renai can completely control the military power of the Western Xia and consolidate the throne.

However, everything was ruined.

It was a lot of calculations, but it was not possible that Li Renxiao would take the risk.

Although her people were in Lingwu, she also guessed the situation in the royal city. I am afraid that her husband Li Ganshun will be in danger.

Li Renxiao was caught back, and Li Kui threw him viciously as if he was a lamb.

Yelu Nanxian's eyes were like a knife, and he threw himself at Li Renxiao, wishing he could not eat his flesh and blood and avenge his son.

Although Li Renxiao was tied to the ground, he remained a little calm on his face.

He forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, King Qi, I have no intention of going to war with Song State. All of this is done by them, mother and son!"

Li Renxiao ignored Yelu Nanxian's fierce gaze like a beast, and said, "Your Highness, King Qi, my mother is a Han Chinese. After I ascend the throne and become emperor, I can make an alliance with the Song Dynasty and be a country of father and son forever!"

Li Inhyo threw out what he thought was the biggest bargaining chip.

He didn't think Wang Lin would kill him because he was captured alive.

Wang Lin smiled. He didn't believe in Li Renxiao's nonsense.

It is true that the Han people came to the end, but he was the Western Xia royal family and always valued the interests of the Western Xia people.

Wang Lin waved his hand and ordered Li Kui to take Li Renxiao out.

Wang Lin walked downstairs, stared at Yelu Nanxian, and smiled indifferently, "Empress Yelu, have you figured it out clearly? Are you willing to cooperate with me?"

Yelu Nanxian croaked: "Don't think about it, I would rather die than obey!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "It's hard for you to die now. Since you don't want to cooperate with me, then I will cooperate with Li Renxiao, but you must think clearly, you are in the hands of Li Renxiao, Li Benevolence is dead with your eyes open...haha."

Yelu Nanxian's face turned red and she struggled desperately.

Wang Lin smiled indifferently and waved his hand: "Shi Jin, take her down and take care of her. No accidents will happen."

...

Jingyuan border.

The Gobi Desert is vast and covered with scorching sun, and the Song army sweats like rain.

Hu Sanniang and Liang Hongyu took people to guard Chongde back to Song territory for a day and night, and Wang Lin in the Western Xia territory had not yet been conveyed to him.

Yue Fei was on the horse with his spear, looking at the Gobi desert where no grass grew.

After a while of thinking, he finally made the most difficult decision of his life, and raised his troops to attack Xixia one day in advance.

Although this is slightly contrary to Wang Lin's military order, the so-called general will not accept the orders of the outside king. The military affairs are fleeting, and he is worried about Wang Lin's safety and can no longer wait.

Yue Fei held the gun high in his hand.

The drums in the camp sounded loudly.

The west wind blows, and the flags of the iron cavalry are waving.

Yue Fei shouted violently: "My generals, Xixia provoked and insulted our prestige of the Song Dynasty. This battle is for the Song Dynasty, the kingdom, the country and the country, and the bloody battle, and we must win!"

"The Tiger Army wins thousands of victories!!"

"King Qi wins thousands of victories!"

The shouts of tens of thousands of cavalry were earth-shaking.

Yue Fei shouted: "Go to fight!"

Yue Fei took the lead, Han Shizhong, Lu Junyi, Hu Yanzhuo, and Dong Ping led his tens of thousands of horses to enter the Western Xia territory almost at the same time. The yellow dragon rolled, the earth trembled, and steel torrents swept into the Xia.

On the eastern front, Liu Yanqing looked solemn, and his 50,000 troops were fully prepared to fight.

On the western front, the brothers of Wu Jie and Wu Lin were even more heroic. Compared with leading the army to guard the border and restrain the troops of the Western Xia, they were more willing to enter the Western Xia and make contributions to the country.

Yue Fei broke into the territory for 40,000 cavalry. Although the Western Xia soldiers were prepared, they did not dare to suppress the entire army and pursue Yue Fei's cavalry that was prominent in the center.

After all, there are still 100,000 Song troops behind them waiting for battle.

What’s more important is that the Iron Harrier cavalry arranged on the border in the Western Xia Dynasty were mostly infantrymen. How could they stop the surging attack of 40,000 Iron Cavalry in a sudden state?

If infantry is sent to block it at this time, it is like a mantis armed on a chariot and a scoundrel shaking a tree, and it will turn into powder under the iron hooves of the army.

Although Liu Yanqing also wanted to enter the Western Xia to make achievements and leave his name in history, he still thought that Wang Lin's move was too risky.

After all, Jing Jing ordered the Iron Harrier to chase the Iron Hunter Cavalry and left.

He was really worried about the safety of the prince and son and Lingwu.

...

The vast Gobi Desert is desolate and the setting sun is like blood.

Thirty miles south of Lingwu, the vast sea.

This is actually the intersection of the desert and the Gobi Desert. The scenery is majestic and spectacular, which makes people feel a bit generous.

Here, Yue Fei ordered the entire army to reorganize the array, and the formation was towards Song, preparing to fight against the famous heavy cavalry of the Xixia people.

The terrain here is wide, there is no strategy, it is just a simple head-on battle.

The victory or defeat is here!

Strictly speaking, this is the first time that Yue Fei has truly independently commanded a battle of tens of thousands of troops.

Yue Fei also knew very well that this was actually the biggest battle since the Fuhu Army was formed, and it was related to the future of the Fuhu Army.

At this moment, he remembered his master Wang Lin.

I remembered my parents, wife and children.

I remembered the billions of great Song people who could not reach his sight.

I also remembered the famous Mulan poem—

He went to the military service thousands of miles away, and the mountains were flying. The north qi spread to the golden slabs, and the cold light shone on the iron cloak. The general died in a hundred battles, and the hero returned for ten years.

Forty thousand iron cavalry are divided into four square formations.

Four generals Han Shizhong, Lu Junyi, Hu Yanzhuo and Dong Ping were listed in front of the formation.

Yue Fei was the army in charge.

Where Yue Fei's vision was, the heavy cavalry of the Western Xia people came to the scene. Yue Fei bowed and bowed to Liang Hongyu on his horse and bowed: "General Liang, beating the drums, cheering for our army!"

Liang Hongyu nodded slowly and jumped onto the snare drum chariot.

The first snare drum sounded, and the Fuhu Army in the four square formations immediately moved in an orderly manner, changing the spear to the head of the hook sickle spear.

The second snare drum sounded, and the Iron Cavalry of the Fuhu hung the hook and the sickle spear on the Desheng hook, and held a powerful crossbow from behind, with uniform movements.

These prescribed actions that have been performed countless times on weekdays are now in use.

The third snare drum sounded, the central army's order flag was waving, and a dense rain of arrows suddenly broke out, mixed with the third formation, which was the rockets sent by Dong Ping's troops, and the poisonous fireballs sent by Huyanzhuo's troops in the second formation, slew like locusts.

Cross the sky and enter the Western Xia army formation.

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Lingwu.

Wang Linning stood above the city, quietly looking at the battle between the army in the south, with a calm expression.

The second prince of Xixia, Li Renxia, ​​the Empress of Xixia Yelu Nanxian, and dozens of Xixia officials were also watching the battle on the city tower.

Although the battle situation is hard to see with the naked eye, the earth-shaking shouts, the earth-shaking sounds of the earth, and the faint bloody smell of drifting in the wind are enough to make the people of Xixia in Lingwu frightened.

From sunset to midnight, the shouts of killing gradually subsided.

When the dawn ripples in the sky and the earth roars, the iron cavalry of the fuhu who was lying on the Gobi Desert was rushing towards him, and the military flags were like mountains and seas.

Li Renxiao had a dismal expression and collapsed to the ground.

Yelu Nanxian's beautiful eyes were a little shocked and surprised. Wang Lin's command had such an iron cavalry, which was probably no less than the Jin soldiers.
To be continued...