The blade of the knife cut through the ice and snow, and there was a vast expanse of color in the field of vision. The sky had just lit up, and the wind and snow in front of me were stirring and swirling.
There was a splash, mixed with countless sounds around him, and the bloody and sticky breath rushed towards his face. Someone stabbed with a spear on his side, and the arrows of his companions behind him shot out, and the bowstring vibrated. Mao Yishan's eyes widened and he watched.
The tall Northeastern man in front looked like blood was pouring out from his body. From his ribs to his chest, the thick blood just spurted out from there, splashing all over his face, and some even rushed into his mouth, hot.
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Summer Village.
Half an hour after the battle started, a soldier named Mao Yishan killed the enemy for the first time in his life.
He joined the army a few years ago. He joined the army, got a salary, catered to the superiors, and occasionally trained. In the past few years, the Wu Dynasty was not peaceful. He occasionally went out, but he never encountered the opportunity to kill someone.
, when the Jurchens called, he was trapped in the military formation, and he was killed and escaped. In the night of burning blood and fire, he also saw his companions being hacked to the ground, with rivers of blood flowing, but he always
Never killed anyone.
That's nothing, he is just a person who gets paid and eats food. There is a sea of people on the battlefield, and there is a sea of people outside the battle array. No one pays attention to him, no one has expectations for him. If he can't kill anyone, he should be defeated.
The army was still defeated, and even if he was killed, no one would care about him.
Until he came to this summer village, for some reason, everyone was defeated and gathered together to keep warm. He listened to them telling stories of one kind or another, talking about those very powerful people, generals, heroes, etc. He followed.
I ate food and followed the training. I didn't expect much at first, but I vaguely felt that it would be great if I could kill two people after training for so long.
Originally, he also thought about leaving here. This village was too remote, and they actually wanted to have a hard fight with the Jurchens. But in the end, he stayed, mainly because he had something to do every day, and after dinner
I would go to training, shovel the snow after training, and everyone would gather around and talk at night. Sometimes they would laugh, and sometimes it would make people want to cry. Gradually, I would get to know a few people around me. If it were in other places,
After such a defeat, he could only find a Shangguan he didn't know. He found a few fellow villagers who spoke with similar accents, and swarmed him when he received military support. When nothing happened, everyone could only hide in the tent to keep warm, and no one in the army would really pay attention to him.
, after such a big defeat, I’m afraid there won’t even be any training.
Relatively speaking, he preferred the atmosphere in Xia Village. At least he knew what he was going to do next, even because he worked very hard in shoveling snow. Several high-ranking officials even talked about him one day: "This guy
If you are willing to do things, you have the strength." His superior said this, and then several other officers with higher status nodded. One of the younger officers patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be exhausted.
,brother."
How can I be exhausted...
Then he heard that those powerful people went out to fight with the Jurchens, and then news came that they actually won. When these people came back, the most powerful scholar in Xia Village came to the stage to speak, and he felt that he did not listen.
He knew too much, but it was time to kill. His hands trembled for half the night, and he was looking forward to it, but he didn't know if he could kill one or two enemies - it would be fine if he didn't get hurt. It would be the next day.
In the morning, the people of the Resentful Army launched an attack. He was in the middle of the front line and had been waiting behind the wooden house. The archers were still a little further behind.
The resentful army rushed forward. In front of them was the more than 100-foot-long wooden outer wall on the east side of Xia Village. The shouts of killing began to boil, and the smell of blood entered his nose. I don’t know when it would get bright.
When he got up, his commander held up a knife and said: "Let's go!" He held up the knife and turned out of the wooden house, and the wind and snow parted in front of his eyes.
He and the soldiers around him rushed towards the wooden wall in front of him as quickly as possible. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and figures flashed on the wooden wall. His commander rushed forward first, as if he had killed an enemy in the wind and snow.
Just as he was about to rush up, the soldier in front who was fighting on the camp wall suddenly fell down and was hit by an arrow. Mao Yishan held him up and let him down, while the people around him rushed up.
The man leaned out to kill and was hit by an arrow in his shoulder. Mao Yishan was a little confused, but he immediately picked him up and ran back. When he rushed back and ran up the wall, he just cut him off and threw him
A hook came up, and it turned out that he had not encountered the enemy for a long time. Until he felt a little discouraged, someone suddenly climbed over the wall and came to kill him. Mao Yishan was still hiding behind the camp wall and subconsciously swung his knife.
, blood rushed to his head and face, he was slightly stunned, and then he knew that he had committed a murder.
He was actually already familiar with the smell of blood. Only the fact that he had killed the enemy with his own hands made him slightly dazed. But the next moment, his body still rushed forward and struck out with another knife. This knife hit the empty space.
Two spears came out, one pierced the man's neck, the other pierced the man's chest, and pushed the man out in mid-air.
Snow mist swirled in his nose, and there were people and figures intertwined around his field of vision. Where someone just jumped in, a simple ladder was set up outside, and a man from Liaodong rushed in with an "ah--". Mao Yishan felt that the whole world
They were all alive, and what was swirling in his mind was the scene of the fiasco that day. His companions in the same camp were killed on the ground, and there was blood all over the ground. Some people's abdominal organs flowed out of their stomachs, and there were even
Not dead, a man in his thirties or forties cried out, "Help, spare my life..." He didn't dare to stop, so he could only run as hard as he could, peeing in his crotch...
He rushed forward suddenly, and struck the Liaodong soldier on the head with a knife from the upper left to the lower right. With a bang, the opponent blocked it with his knife. Mao Yishan was still shouting "Ah——", and the second knife came from
The upper right chop came down, and there was another bang. He felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the opponent fell down without a word. Mao Yishan shrank behind the camp wall, knowing that the knife had split the opponent's head.
"Hahaha...hahaha..." He squatted there, making a low whistle in his mouth, then grabbed a sharp-edged hard stone behind the female wall, turned around and swung it out, and the soldier who ran up the ladder swung it out.
He bowed and dodged, and a stone hit the thigh of a runner on the snow behind him. The man's body jolted, and he picked up his bow and arrow and shot in this direction. Mao Yishan quickly retreated, and the arrow flew across the sky.
As soon as he recovered from his shock, he grabbed a stone and was about to throw it again. The soldier on the stairs had already run up a few steps and was about to rush towards him when he was hit by an arrow in his neck.
The archer ran past Mao Yishan: "Well done!"
Mao Yishan replied loudly: "Kill, kill well!"
Someone on the battlefield responded: "Leave them all here——"
A few feet away from the wooden wall, a fierce fighting was going on. Several forwards of the resentful army had already rushed in, but were immediately cut off from the rear by the Wu Dynasty soldiers who came up. Several people shouted. They were fighting madly.
A man's hand was cut off, and blood was scattered everywhere. The men who surrounded and killed him were equally crazy, covered in blood, and fought together with the resentful men who wanted to kill back and tear apart the defense line. They shouted
Said: "Don't even think about going back once you're here! Your father loves you——"
Outside the wooden wall, resentful soldiers surged in.
No matter what kind of siege battle, as long as there is no room for maneuver, the common strategy is to use strong attacks to break the opponent's defense limit. The fighting consciousness and will of the resentful soldiers are not weak. At this time of the battle, it is already full daylight.
, Zhang Linghui, and Liu Shunren had basically seen clearly the strengths and weaknesses of this camp wall, and began a real strong attack. The camp wall was not high, so it was common for the opponent's soldiers to climb up and rush in at the risk of their lives. But Xia Cun
This side did not fully place its hope on the one-story-high camp wall. Behind the camp wall, the current defense line is surprisingly thick. There are several teams with high combat capabilities, and they will deliberately let go of the defense in order to kill people.
, wait for the other person to come in, then seal the opening and eat the person.
Mao Yishan hid behind the camp wall, waiting for a man who hated the army to rush up. He stood up and slashed the opponent's thigh with a knife. The man's body had already begun to fall into the wooden wall, and he waved his hand and slashed. Mao Yishan
He shrank his head, and then with a buzz, the sword light passed over his head, and the image of the enemy whose head was chopped off flashed in his mind. He thought that he had also been chopped off. The two resentful army men
Two-thirds of his legs had been cut off, and he was screaming and rolling on the camp wall while slashing with his knife.
Mao Yishan only felt that his head was covered with blood. He touched it, but his scalp was smashed by the opponent's steel knife. He was about to rush over, but the desperate chop of the resentful soldier's steel knife made him retreat again.
Then he grabbed a wooden stick and hit the man on the head several times. When the man stopped moving, there was blood all around him. A companion rushed over and fought with a resentful soldier behind him.
The soldier fought hard, and then his body fell to his feet. His chest was blood red. Mao Yishan turned around and fought with the resentful soldier again. His wooden stick gained the upper hand and knocked the opponent down.
The steel knife was embedded, but the burly soldier of the Resentful Army kicked Mao Yishan fiercely in the heart and kicked him out. Mao Yishan couldn't breathe, and he was holding on to the side with his hands, but that
The resentful soldiers had already charged in with swords drawn.
On the inside of the camp wall, someone also rushed at high speed, kicked on the inside wall, and jumped up high. The figure slashed the waist of the resentful soldier man, and Mao Yishan saw blood and internal organs flowing out.
The man who saved him climbed up to the platform inside the camp wall and started fighting with the members of the Resentment Army who rushed towards him one after another. At this time, Mao Yishan felt that his hands and body were covered with blood. He grabbed the knife on the ground - it was
The enemy who had his legs cut off and beaten to death climbed up and was about to speak. The companion who blocked the Jurchens from coming up was also hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and then another arrow. Mao Yishan shouted
He walked over and took his place.
At this moment, he only felt that this was the first time in his life that he had been exposed to the battlefield. It was the first time that he wanted to win and kill the enemy so much.
In front, soldiers of the resentful army swarmed in, and from behind, generals who were aware of this weak point came over with their troops. Feeling the companions rushing next to him, feeling the fierce enemies coming from the front, he suddenly dodged an arrow.
Arrow, the dodging action was almost subconscious, but he actually avoided the direction of the arrow. And while dodging, he did not completely retract into the parapet, but always paid attention to the movement in front of him.
It doesn't matter if you die, I will drag you all down...
At this time, Mao Yishan felt the air move.
Two feet away from his side, inside a camp wall that was higher than here, firelight and air waves suddenly spurted out. The camp wall shook. Mao Yishan even saw snowflakes scattering and solidifying in the air.
The shape of the moment, in the wind and snow, there are clear traces brushing into the distance. After that moment, roaring explosions continued to sound on the snow in the distance. Over there was the charge of the resentful army.
In the dense place, at this moment, dozens of traces were formed in the snowflakes, they were almost connected into one piece, and the raging explosion drowned the crowd.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom -
Snowflakes, air waves, shields, human bodies, black smoke, white water vapor, and red plasma all rose up in the barrier raised by the explosion at this moment, and everyone on the battlefield was stunned for a moment.
Then, the ancient and loud horn sounded.
The side door of the camp opened just like that.
The heavy cavalry wearing black armor and capes appeared in the sight of the resentful army. Behind Mao Yishan and others, shield guards and archers swarmed in.
The fighting only paused for a moment and then continued.
Not long after, the second round of explosions sounded.
The roar of the elm cannon and the heat wave scorched the entire battlefield back and forth...
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When the explosion suddenly sounded, Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren both felt a little confused.
Ever since they decided to storm the camp, they had been prepared for a tough battle. The opponent used more than 4,000 elite soldiers as a skeleton to support a camp of 20,000 people. They had the strength to hold on, but as long as this
The weak soldiers of 15,000 and 60,000 could not support the wall. Once the number of dead increased, they would turn around and affect the morale of the more than 4,000 elite soldiers.
It's not impossible to break through, but there's a price to pay.
This is nothing. Even though they played a disgraceful role in the Battle of Chaobai River, they were after all the hungry people of Liaodong who fought hard. Being unwilling to fight head-on with the Jurchens does not mean that they are like the officials of the Wu Dynasty.
They think that there is no need to pay for anything they do. They have such awareness and strength when they are really desperate.
The Ever Victorious Army has betrayed twice, and there is no possibility of it betraying a third time. Under such circumstances, using the strength at hand to gain credit in front of Zong Wang and gain a place in the future Jurchen court is the only way out. This is the only way out.
Once you've figured it out, there's nothing left to say.
They launched the attack in the most orthodox way.
This initial attack is usually used to test the opponent's quality. Just make a feint attack first, and then pile up the crowd. For a skilled general, he can quickly test the opponent's toughness. Therefore.
For the first half hour, they were still a little restrained, and then they began a targeted and high-intensity attack.
The outer wall of the entire Xiacun Valley is surrounded by hundreds of feet from the bank of the Yellow River. Although it took two months to build, it is quite difficult to build a defense that is more than ten feet high. There are naturally some wooden walls on the outside.
There are high and low places, and most places have wooden thorns extending outward to block the attacks of outsiders. But naturally, there are also strong and weak ones. Some places are easy to attack, and some places are difficult to attack.
An hour after the attack started, Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren had roughly grasped the defensive situation. They launched the most intense attack on a section of the wooden wall to the east. At this time, more than 800 people gathered under the wall. There were forwards
Among the warriors, there were archers who were suppressing the soldiers on the wooden wall. And from behind, there were chargers who were constantly coming with shields.
If there are no variables, Zhang and Liu will directly attack here for a whole day and simply break through this city defense. Based on their understanding of the Wu Dynasty's army, this is not an excessive idea. In contrast,
The other side's defense was also firm. Different from other breached city defenses in the Wu Dynasty where life was exchanged for life or tragically tragic, what was displayed in front of them this time was indeed a battle between two armies of equal strength.
Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren knew that the other side had already put their elites into the battle, and they only hoped to quickly push the other side to the limit after testing the bottom line of the other side's strength. When the battle reached this level, Liu Shunren was also considering another section of the battle.
The camp defense launched a large-scale charge, and then something unexpected happened.
"firearm……"
"Wu Dynasty Firearms?"
A moment after realizing this concept, before they had time to have more doubts, they heard the sound of horns coming from the wind and snow, the air trembled, and the ominous meaning was rising, which had been accumulating since the beginning of the war, as if they were not
The feeling of fighting against the Wu Dynasty people is becoming clearer and stronger.
"Calling the cavalry to respond——"
"No! Everyone go back! Go back quickly——"
The moment they saw the heavy black-armored cavalry, the two generals issued different orders almost at the same time——
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Since the Jurchens marched south, the Wu Dynasty's army had been defeated in front of the Jurchen army, and running away had become the norm. The countless battles that followed were almost without exception. Even in the face of the ever-victorious army, there were only a few who could resist.
In this atmosphere, an hour after the battle in Xiacun finally broke out, the elm cannon began to strike like a line, and then, following the advice of a young general named Yue Pengju, the heavy cavalry attacked.
In the process of building defenses for Xia Village, a piece of woodland far away from the outer wall has been bulldozed. Basically, the land within a stone's throw has been cleared, and half of the land has wooden stakes left.
It's not half spacious. It's really suitable for running war horses.
The elm cannons fired from different directions marked an impact point about ten feet wide and ten feet long towards the direction where the resentful army was charging. Due to the limited power of the cannonballs, of course not all the people inside would be killed.
Dead, in fact, there were no more than fifty or sixty people in total. However, when the cannon fire stopped, blood, flesh, black ash, white steam, all kinds of colors were mixed together. The wounded soldiers had their limbs broken,
The bloody flesh on the body, the crazy screams... When these things came into view of everyone, the chargers in this area almost stopped involuntarily.
From the side, more than a hundred heavy cavalry charged down, and in a slightly low-lying area, on the wooden wall facing nearly eight hundred elite resentful troops, a forest of shields was rising.
Some middle-level generals of the resentful army began to charge people to block the heavy cavalry. However, the sound of explosions sounded again on the route of their charge. When the order to retreat came from the camp, everything was a little late. The heavy cavalry was blocking their attack.
way out.
Some of the people at the rear were still trying to escape - a few people escaped - but then the heavy cavalry blocked the way like a barrier. They lined up in two rows. They waved their swords and started to act like a meat grinder.
Generally push towards the camp wall.
The massacre began.
The cavalry of the resentful army did not dare to come over. In such an explosion, some horses were frightened when they approached. Long-distance bows and arrows were meaningless against the heavy cavalry. Instead, they would kill their own people.
At this moment, facing Xia Cun's sudden surprise attack, the nearly 800 resentful soldiers outside the camp wall to the east seemed to be surrounded in an urn. Among them were many soldiers who were good at fighting and middle-aged soldiers.
When the lower-level generals were crushed by heavy cavalry, General Pu Hai was the highest officer here. He tried to form a gun formation to resist, but it was useless. On the wall of the rear camp, archers were condescending, shooting down the people below with rain of arrows.
Crowd. Soon after, he was shot in the back and died.
More people are choosing their own way and facing all this at a loss. Some people are still trying to attack upwards. However, in the reinforced defense above, if they want to break through the shield wall and the spears and guns behind them in a short time, they are still unable to do so.
It's just a fool's dream.
The crowd trying to flee to both sides was shot by more archers. Some of the resentful soldiers tried to surrender, but they were then crushed by the heavy cavalry.
This sudden scene shocked everyone, and the resentful soldiers in other directions ran away after receiving the order to retreat - in fact, even in a high-intensity battle, in such a charge, the soldiers who were shot by bows and arrows
, still not a lot. Most of the people rushed under the wooden wall. If they had not rushed up the wall to fight with others, they would still have survived in large numbers - but during this period, the surroundings had become quiet.
, only in this depression, the boiling continued for a long time.
For soldiers, that is the most tragic result. They cannot go up, come down, escape, or descend.
The resentful soldiers were slaughtered.
From a distance, Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren watched all this - they could only watch. Even if they invested 10,000 people, they could not even keep this heavy cavalry. The opponent would go back as soon as they charged and killed them, and they could only suffer casualties.
More people, the entire Victory Army, were watching all this. When the last scream disappeared in the wind and snow, corpses stretched out in the depression and on the snowy slopes, and blood flowed into rivers. Then the heavy cavalry dismounted.
, the shields were lowered on the camp wall, and a long row of archers were still aiming at the corpses below to prevent anyone from pretending to be dead.
"Damn it, I'm going to fuck his ancestors!" Zhang Linghui clenched his fists, with veins popping out. Looking at all this, his fists were already shaking, "Who is this person..."
Before this, they had dealt with the Wu Dynasty many times. They were all aware of the ugliness of those officials and the decay of the army. It was also for this reason that they gave up the Wu Dynasty and surrendered to the Jurchens. Who had ever seen anyone in the Wu Dynasty who could do this?
A person who does this kind of thing...
"Cut off their heads and throw them back!" Yue Fei, who was in charge of the attack, gave the order on the wooden wall, filled with murderous intent, "Next, let them attack on their heads!"
He never showed mercy to his enemies.
The heavy cavalry chopped off the heads and threw them in the direction of the resentful army. The heads flew through the air and fell on the snow.
Farther away at the foothills, there were people watching all this, watching the members of the Resentment Army being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, watching the heads being thrown out one by one, their whole bodies trembling.
...It's so simple.
"Eat!" Ning Yi clapped his hands and said from a lookout in the valley.
This is the beginning of the Battle of Summer Village.
Soon after, the entire valley was excited for this first victory...
Zhang and Liu temporarily withdrew their troops and worked as quickly as possible to create simple siege equipment that could be used to attack the camp. On the other hand, a scout was crossing the snowfield to inform Pharmacist Guo of the outcome of the battle...