Li Hongsong was also looking at the Song army not far away, and his heart was full of confusion. They only had a total of six to seven thousand people, only 30% of his own army. Instead of staying in Dingshan City, they came here to fight in the field.
, isn’t this asking for death? “Did Zhang Fuyang across the street have his head kicked by a donkey?”
Li Hongsong was one of Pei Lun's generals, and was Bian Liangqun's deputy in this battle. He had a battalion of heavily armored elite soldiers who were extremely sharp. He won the only tough battle in the early attack on Dong'an. It was Bian Liangqun who was the deputy.
The trump card in the hands of Liangqun.
Bian Liangqun looked at the Song army's formation carefully. Looking at their formation and the selected combat area, it was not something that any idiot could decide. Bian Liangqun looked at both sides of the Song army's camp. On his left was a large dense forest.
To the right of the mountain forest is a small lake formed by the diversion of a river. During the encounter, that is, under the current situation, the Song Army had already covered its two wings.
"Eh, that's not right!" Li Hongsong felt in a daze that he seemed to have missed something. When he looked carefully, he saw that it was a flying bird. A large group of flying birds were circling over the mountain forest at this time, but they did not land.
"There is an ambush, general. The Song army has an ambush in the mountains and forests." Without thinking, Li Hongsong immediately loudly reported to Bian Liangqun and pointed at the flock of birds circling in the sky.
Bian Liangqun smiled slightly, but his face was full of confidence that he had "insighted everything and understood everything in his heart", "General Li, don't let the Song Army get confused."
"Where did they get so many soldiers and horses to ambush? It's just a trick." Bian Liangqun didn't believe that there was a large army ambushing the Song army in the mountains and forests, and laughed. His vision was sharper than that of Li Hongsong. As early as
He immediately noticed something was wrong with the forest, but he wasn't too worried because he was confident in his own strength.
Moreover, there is another thing he believes. If the Song Army really had an ambush in the mountains and forests, how could they show it out without any scruples?
It was yesterday that their troops left Jinniu Pass. The Song Army wanted to set up an ambush here. The day and a half in between was definitely enough for them to take care of the birds in the mountains and forests. But the Song Army did not do this. Instead, they made a "mountain forest bird"
Come on, this is obviously fake.
The more important point is that this is a head-on confrontation. No matter how clever the Song army's tactics are, they can't make up for the huge gap in strength between the two sides. Bian Liangqun doesn't think that seven or eight thousand Song troops can withstand his 20,000 imperial soldiers who have re-energized their morale.
Liang Qun believes that as long as he makes no mistakes, his army will win this battle.
Li Hongsong hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that the so-called "ambush" in the woods was indeed a conspiracy by the Song Army. Because as long as one looks carefully, as long as one's eyesight is not bad, one can see through the newly green woods.
I saw figures inside wearing purple armor with yellow edges, the swords and guns in their hands, and the yellow battle flags.
This ambush is too low-level and too fake.
Bian Liangqun laughed from the bottom of his heart. In fact, it was based on what he could see that he made his final judgment - Song Jun was just cheating.
If there is really an ambush in the woods, who would not be secretive? Those soldiers will definitely be hidden so secretly that no one can see any flaws. How could it be like this? You can almost see it at a glance.
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In the middle of the Song army, Zhang Fuyang raised his sword and stood up.
As a "Han general", he habitually lined up in front of the troops, but as for command and dispatch, let's forget about it.
"March-" He shook it and Zhang Fuyang shouted loudly.
In the solemn silence, a thousand sword players took neat steps and rolled forward on the slightly heated ground. Under the orders of officers at all levels and the guidance of war drums, a thousand sword players blended into one,
The steps are clear and consistent.
Thousands of hand cards were divided into three rows, each held in front of one's chest, building three cold and solid walls. The densely packed knife tips were exposed from the top of the shield, shining with the cold light of death.
The ordering soldier waved the order flag forward again, and the five hundred archers and five hundred crossbowmen who were ready moved forward quickly with their equipment, and quickly lined up under the cover of the shield formation, arrows flashing with cold murderous intent.
Clusters, crossbow arrows pointed forward——
"Huh? Why are weird things happening one after another?" Bian Liangqun's calm face showed a slight fluctuation. What happened? The Song Army only dispatched two thousand people. Although the remaining ones can still be seen, due to the
The exact situation in the formation cannot be seen clearly due to the obstruction of the flags.
Bian Liangqun secretly sighed. The location chosen by the generals of the Song army on the opposite side was indeed very good. They were close to the water on one side and surrounded by forests on the other. Later, there were hills for them to use as sentry posts to observe the enemy's military situation. In the Song Dynasty,
Judging from the performance of the telescopes equipped by the army, all changes within the own army's formation may not be hidden from many parties, and will be clearly detected by the other party.
But our own army did not have such a chance. Not to mention a hill, not even a tall tree could be found behind our army.
Bian Liangqun pondered for a moment and felt that he still had to make some changes to prevent accidents. "General Li, you personally lead the army and horses to form on the right flank, and you will see the mountains and forests on the opposite side to death."
"Yes, general." Li Hongsong immediately accepted the order, and Bian Liangqun's move made him feel at ease. The six thousand heavily armored elite soldiers turned to the right wing, waved their big hands, and quickly formed a semicircle with the help of their own army formation.
defensive position.
The front army of the Song Army.
Army Sima Tan Xiong stood in front of the army, holding a gold-dipped Xuanhua ax. He was not from Kaizhou, but from Quanzhou. However, he had been in the army for more than ten years and spent half of his time under the command of the King of Song Dynasty. He had long forgotten the three names of the Quanzhou Army.
Words.
"Brother Zhou???" Tan Xiong turned to look at Zhou Dawei behind him. He was the commander of the thousands of crossbowmen in front of the formation.
"Can we start?" Although he didn't say it out loud, Tan Xiong clearly expressed his meaning.
Zhou Dawei nodded in a muffled voice, tightened the sword in his hand, glared at the prince army across from him with a pair of bull's eyes, and a thunderous roar suddenly burst out from his mouth.
This violent roar was like a signal. Tan Xiong in front of the formation was about to raise his gold-dipped Xuanhua ax and hit the Prince's Army formation in front fiercely. "Kill--" was also a loud shout.
However, although the two commander-in-chief Sima acted violently, their men were as calm as ice. They were covered by a thousand sword players, five hundred archers bent their bows and arrows, and five hundred crossbowmen followed up.
There is no chaos, no panic at all, and the calm and thick temperament is not reduced by half because of the small number of people. On the contrary, it becomes even more valuable and thick as a mountain because of the huge disparity in the numbers of the enemy and our armies in this battle.
The Song Army's attack was not ordered by Zhang Fuyang, but by Zhou Dawei and Tan Xiong in front of the formation. Because Zhang Fuyang was very self-aware and was not good at commanding, he was generous during the fight.
Delegate power to your subordinates and commanders, giving them a lot of freedom to make decisions.
Just like Bian Liangqun is full of confidence, Zhang Fuyang is also full of confidence in this battle because of his own army's powerful armaments!
"Kill--" A loud shout also came from the opposite formation. Bian Liangqun moved his hand forward, and his two captains, Xie Jingqi and Liu Jue, led their troops to the left and right, clamping down on the Song army like a pair of pliers.
Compared with the Song army, which only had 2,000 troops, the Prince's army marched with more soldiers and generals, and its momentum was undoubtedly much more powerful. The horns sounded in unison, the war drums blared in unison, and every step of the way, the sound shook the sky.
Amidst the crunching sound of the bow strings, the hard bows were stretched into the shape of a full moon. Each archer looked indifferent, with slightly narrowed eyes, staring at the enemy in front of him with sharp eyes without any emotion.
"Fire the arrow——"
"call out--"
"call out--"
The two armies got closer and closer. When they were a hundred steps away, the shouts of their respective leading generals sounded simultaneously in the formation of the two armies. With an order, thousands of archers from both sides released their right hands at the same time. Where the bowstrings sounded, there was a harsh sound.
A sharp whistle pierced the sky. Sharp eagle-feathered arrows, carrying icy murderous intent, instantly flew over the camps of the two armies, and then struck down viciously like raindrops——
The Song army did not suffer a loss. Although the number of arrows fired from the opposite side was several times that of theirs, relying on the cover of a thousand sword players, the Prince's army shot down more than a thousand sharp arrows.
It didn't cause them much damage.
On the other hand, Xie and Liu's troops, with only five hundred sharp arrows, could not cause any panic to the large number of them.
Close, close, getting closer——
Sometimes the manpower is exhausted, and no matter how elite the infantry archers are, it is impossible to fire arrows continuously. The two armies started when they were more than a hundred steps apart, and when they were thirty steps apart, the Song Army's crossbowmen took action, and the rain of arrows fell down for a total of fifteen times.
There were so many rounds. The arrows landed densely on the formations and shields, and the latter became like a straw boat borrowing arrows from a straw boat.
Only a few dozen of the 500 infantry archers who had stood upright were now injured by arrows, and less than 20 people were directly killed. The number of kills they caused to the Prince's Army was correspondingly much higher.
At the cost of the casualties of dozens of infantry archers, the Song Army gained a huge harvest. Their sacrifice at least bought thousands of infantry archers from the Prince's Army a short-term "break". The soreness caused by the continuous firing of the two arms
As a result, these Prince Army archers were no longer able to exert their combat power in a short period of time.
"Boom boom boom——"
The shield in the hands of the Prince's Army withstood the Song Army's crossbow arrows to the greatest extent. To their surprise, the crossbow arrows on the opposite side were all repeating crossbows.
Iron arrows criss-crossed, shooting at close range from thirty steps away, no matter how blocked the prince's army was by shields, when all the shields were shot through, each and every one of them would undoubtedly have reached the end of their lives.
The five hundred companies of crossbowmen were roughly divided into two rows, crisscrossed in front and back, and rows of arrows splashed down on the opposite side like raindrops. Five in a row were exchanged back and forth, and the iron arrows never rested.
Nearly two thousand princes' troops fell in front of the Song army's formation, falling in rows and rows, like wheat being harvested.
After a quarter of an hour of passionate performance, the crossbowmen retreated, and the two armies were strangled together.
The fighting in front of the formation obscured Bian Liangqun's gaze as much as possible. After the news was conveyed to the left and right wings respectively, he felt something was wrong in his heart. Even if the Song Army's crossbowmen retreated, they should have moved to the rear to main the formation. They were retreating, why did they spread out to the two wings? The same was true for the archers, as if they were making way for someone... (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
