At this time, after the decisive battle near Tuanshan started, the Chinese army had repelled two rounds of attacks commanded by Wanyan Xiyin in the position south of the ancient city of Hanzhong. Black gunpowder smoke drifted in the wind, and the heat wave of the explosion swept the battlefield.
The air and soil were baked dry, and human corpses and war horse corpses were piled up one by one on the battlefield.
Wanyan Xiyin had already noticed something was wrong.
In the distance of more than ten miles from Tuanshan to Hanzhong, various small-scale chaos and fighting are unfolding one after another. The scouts setting out from Zonghan's main formation to Hanzhong were intercepted and killed on the way. Near the west gate of Hanzhong City,
Two companies of the Chinese Army once again launched a sneak attack on the city gate, causing a wave of chaos in the morning not long ago and making it impossible for the messenger soldiers coming from the west to easily enter the city.
But at this moment, the hot air balloon rising from the city wall could already vaguely observe the war and chaos more than ten miles away.
At three o'clock, Wanyan Yuchi came out of Hanzhong City and arrived at the Jurchen military camp in the southeast. When he reported the news from the west to Wanyan Xiyin, the battlefield here was in the interlude between a wave of charges. Wanyan Xiyin
Riding on his horse, he listened to Wanyan Yuchi's words, which confirmed the doubts in his heart. Then the old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"We have set the location for the decisive battle here, and the other party has set the location for the decisive battle at Tuanshan..." He murmured, then opened his eyes and looked forward, "You mobilize three thousand capable soldiers in the city.
Go out of the city to the west, support the general, and tell the generals in the city that Hanzhong can retreat and give up half of it."
Wanyan Yuchi was stunned for a moment, then bowed to accept the order and turned away.
The old man put his hand on the long sword at his waist. At this moment, he fully understood that the two rounds of fierce offensives he launched since the morning had pushed back the Chinese soldiers on the opposite position due to insufficient strength.
On such a battlefield, it is not surprising for an opponent to fight off several waves of attacks with a small number of troops when they are stubbornly resisting. But what really struck Xiyin in his mind was the continuous attacks launched by the Chinese army from last night to this morning.
It is an act of leaving only a small number of troops here while retaining sanity.
The Chinese Seventh Army, even if the entire army went to the west to attack Tuanshan, would only number more than 10,000 people.
Something was hammering him in the back of his mind.
This was a clue that he had noticed many years ago. It was something that began to sprout when he first set his sights on the Xiaocang River in the northwest a few years ago. The rebellious army of the Wu Dynasty, the regicide rebellion, and then in
Dong Zhiyuan defeated the Xixia people. He was vaguely aware that this was a potential threat, a bad seed that had sprouted. Although this seed was too small under the huge size of the Jin Kingdom, he still sent people over to recruit them.
The other party later eliminated it.
Xiao Cang He's tenacity was beyond his expectation. Although he never went to the northwest in person, he subsequently collected information there one after another. In the combat experience accumulated throughout his life, Xiao Cang He showed many things,
All made him confused.
That army should have collapsed long ago.
The Jurchens were also a team that fought out of extreme adversity, but even if they replaced the team led by Aguda, Xiaocanghe was confusing, not to mention that the two armies had completely different looks.
Since the end of the three-year war at Xiaocanghe, Lou Shi's unfailing sacrifice has awakened Zong Han and many others. Together with Xi Yin, they have focused on the southwest, so they launched this southern expedition. At this time, they
They are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. Some of them may have only accumulated experience on the battlefield, while others are familiar with history books and have studied the art of war. But the appearance of the Southwest China Army does not exist in any of them.
In history books or records on the art of war.
The experience of the tragic defeat in the Southwest broadened their understanding every time. When the decisive battle with the Chinese Seventh Army began, he could vaguely feel that the complete state of something had been revealed in front of him.
Over the past few days, this feeling has been beating him more and more heavily in his mind, reminding him that what he and Zong Han are facing is a situation that is different from any situation in the past - from their first time
When knocking on the door of the Wu Dynasty, the people of the Wu Dynasty may have faced similar surprises, but the warlike Northerners have been recorded in many history books. Only this time, what he and Zong Han faced was probably beyond the history books.
Something that has never existed before.
Such subconscious and inconsistent appearance was beating his head "dong dong dong". The opponent should have collapsed long ago, but no, the opponent should not fight like this, but a situation occurred. He could not predict what he would encounter in the battle.
s consequence.
But apart from the decisive battle, there is no other way to think about it.
He is already old.
People always learn when they are young and experience when they are young. By the time they reach middle age, wise men have roughly seen everything in the world. Even those who have not experienced it personally can mostly draw inferences, just like the study of things that emerged in the hands of Ning Yi in the southwest.
Even though many new things are emerging, he always understands the basic principles, and they are not incomprehensible.
But at this moment, the dark outline seemed to have risen from the bottom of the sea.
Dong dong dong——
He could vaguely hear such sounds.
But apart from the decisive battle, he had no other choice.
If he can break through the Chinese army's position at the south gate of Hanzhong as soon as possible, he can make a decisive intervention in the battle situation in Tuanshan.
The purpose of letting Wanyan Yuchi lead the elite troops in Hanzhong City to leave is to give the Black Flag Army outside the South Gate a retreat. They are not many in number. When the position here cannot be supported, they rush into Hanzhong City, and Xiyin can go straight to Tuanshan.
.
He has already done everything he can do in terms of military tactics and operations.
Soon after, another wave of attacks began outside the south gate of Hanzhong City. The most violent charge came overwhelmingly, with shells flying and smoke blocking the sky.
Chen Hai greeted him.
Dong dong dong——
The outline of the new era is knocking on the door of people's minds.
Wanyan Xiyin fought hard to attack.
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In Tuanshan, Wanyan Zonghan, who was in the battle formation, also saw clearly what the Chinese Seventh Army would look like when it actually launched an attack.
The huge attack was like mercury pouring down the ground, peeling away the outer perimeter of the Jurchen army, fighting spread, and a large number of Jin Army soldiers fled all over the mountains and plains - Zong Han observed all this silently, although he had guessed many things before, but so
This was really the first time he witnessed a large-scale skirmish charge.
In the face of the charge of the Chinese army, fighting in formation has completely lost its effect. Facing dozens of people rushing towards the battle formation of thousands of people, the power of the arrows is reduced to the minimum, and when the opponent rushes close,
On his side, he can only organize a team to charge - if he wants to stand still and wait for work, and dozens of people from the opposite side throw fire thunder and turn around and run away, he will lose a lot of money.
We can only charge forward to meet the attack.
However, if a hundred-man formation is used to charge and attack, the team may lose command after a battle. Soldiers who are not coerced by the military formation will try to find a place to hide or choose to escape after the formation collapses. Soldiers who do not want to escape will often gather together.
As a group, they will become targets of fire and thunder, and they are often unable to cope with the counterattack of the Chinese army. Such Jurchen troops who have lost their formation cannot even retreat. Retreating without formation will lead to a large-scale rout.
This Chinese army will not be in such a situation. This is the most basic gap. In the early stages of the battle, one by one, hundreds of troops were thrown out, and some were killed head-on when facing only more than 20 people.
, and some encountered attacks from both sides when facing the oncoming Chinese army, and the centurions quickly collapsed.
It was not that the Jurchens were not mentally prepared for skirmishing. They had already encountered a similar situation in the southwest. But at this time, facing the Chinese army's rapid and efficient small-scale charge, their side was already several times behind.
level.
Charges from dozens or even hundreds of points merged into a mighty tide, but Zong Han could see that the opponent only dispatched thousands of troops. He could throw out several times the opponent's troops, but every time
The response to each point is not as flexible as the other party.
Of course he did not sit still and wait for death. At two moments, as the fighting situation on the periphery began to become chaotic, Gao Qingyi led two thousand cavalry to rush out from the north, trying to sweep the entire battlefield, while the Chinese army had one from the north, northeast, and southwest.
A reserve force of thousands of people surged forward and invaded the Jurchen formation.
Gao Qingyi's two thousand cavalry severely curbed and dealt a blow to the Chinese army's attack. Although a large number of nearby Chinese army troops quickly gathered and fought back with fire, thunder and spears, several troops were still overwhelmed by the cavalry. On the battlefield
The exchange ratio is close to one for one.
In the past, this was a ridiculous number. On the battlefield facing the Wu Dynasty or even the Liao people, two thousand Jurchen cavalry could often determine the outcome of a war. Often when facing large-scale infantry formations,
They would choose to avoid it, but as long as the infantry's formation was messed up, their impact would be enough to kill tens of thousands of troops. But at this moment, facing the scattered Chinese army, the one-for-one exchange ratio turned out to be
The only trump card.
At noon, the cavalry attack was contained, and Gao Qingyi led his troops back. Some of the Chinese troops tore through the outer layers of the Jurchen troops like peeling onions, approaching the eight thousand core of the Jin soldiers' main formation, and started fighting.
Even more intense, some Chinese military units temporarily stopped, or began to support their companions on the flank.
There was a mighty front, bursts of explosions, and the smell of death floating in the wind. On the right side of the field of view, the Chinese army started to compete for an artillery position of the Jurchens on the hills, and a team of soldiers was ordered to go to support
, in front of the field of vision, the black flags are gradually gathering into a surging river. In the mountains on the left, the silhouettes of defeated soldiers are pouring into the mountains one by one. Zong Han stands under his commanding banner, unmoving, only occasionally talking to the people on the side.
Han Qi spoke first.
"Dozens of people can form a formation, and they can adapt to changes after being dispersed...how do they do it..."
"I heard that they even make every soldier read and write..."
"The art of war and battle formations are mostly useless now..."
Since thousands of years ago, various military methods have been born due to the various characteristics of the army. It is difficult to coordinate the movement of tens of millions of people on the battlefield, so it is necessary to plan the pace with the beat of drums; when countless warriors set up their positions
, one person is squeezing another person, even if someone is timid and wants to escape, he cannot move at all; a few people can become officers if they can accept an order and then execute it as much as possible, and more soldiers are just being carried away by the army. If they can be allowed to
Thousands of people moving in one direction without chaos is often the key to the art of war.
Thousands of you move clumsily. If I move a little more smoothly, I can go around to your side, leaving you with no time to react and causing chaos. Only the soldiers with the most sense of belonging and personal soldiers can leave the battle formation without chaos.
If they run away and are not lazy, they can become scouts. Many times, scouts also determine the key to victory or defeat on the battlefield.
And the Chinese army threw tens of thousands of people across the mountains and plains.
They don't need drumbeats, no need to form a team, no need to coerce... The military tactics of the past are useless from now on. Zong Han knows that everything he has accumulated over the past decades has been in vain here.
This is not victory or defeat in a military confrontation.
——This is just a head-on crushing attack by elite troops.
Even the Tushan Guards, who were said to be number one in the world in the past, could no longer compare to the Chinese Seventh Army in front of them.
He could know what people like Ning Yi and Qin Shaoqian had done, but he just couldn't understand how they did it.
"Which Qixian..."
At a certain moment, he spoke with a dry throat, and then paused for a long time, because the sound of the battlefield came from the wind. Han Qi first handed over his hands and waited. After a while, he said: "Commander, maybe it's time to break out." He saw clearly.
Many Jurchen generals have clearly seen these things in these days.
Zong Han shook his head. What came from the surrounding wind was the shouts of the Chinese army. The shouts were vaguely: "Kill Nianhan——"
What echoed in his mind was the scene from more than ten years ago. It was the Jin Kingdom's first march south. They knocked on the gate of Yanmen Pass and marched southward in a destructive manner. The Han people put up weak resistance, and some relatively tenacious ones
The resisters were killed and their bodies were left hanging on top of the city. When the army advanced to Xinzhou, a group of assassins thrust their swords in front of him for the first and almost only time.
It was in a Taoist temple in Xinzhou. The leader was a white-haired old Han man. He brandished a big gun and rushed in with dozens of Han knights. He killed the crowd surrounded by the army and shed blood. The old man's
The gun point once pierced his eyes, and the assassination was almost successful, but in the end, these people were overwhelmed by the army's siege.
"Kill Nianhan——" That's what the Han people shouted at that time.
In the years that followed, there may have been many people shouting like this, but Zong Han didn't hear it. At this moment, the voice came from a distance again, as if after more than ten years, it rushed towards Zong again.
John raised his head, his eyes burning with fire.
"Qixian... look..."
He pointed in the east direction.
"That's Qin Shaoqian."
At this moment, the Jurchen army still had a numerical advantage. Over the decades, the old man has never been a weak sheep. Most of the time, he has been used to being a lion, but even when he was at a disadvantage, he never
Let go of any opportunity.
At noon, the giant beast moved.
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"Good boy! Follow me into the battle -"
In the main formation of the Jin army, Wanyan Saba followed the old man and drew his sword, roaring and rising.
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From the front, middle, and rear directions, the Chinese army's teams surged in one after another.
Company commander Niu Chengshu came into the battle with his long sword covered in blood.
"Kill Nianhan——"
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The shouts gathered into a raging tide, each with an indomitable momentum, smashing together——