Wu, on the afternoon of June 30, the second year of Jingping, Dong Zhiyuan, Qingzhou, northwest.
The sky is high and the clouds are light.
Xixia's main force of one hundred thousand troops was extending from the edge of Dong Zhiyuan towards the northeast.
A mighty 100,000 people stretched out for more than ten miles on the terrain at the junction of plains and mountains. The radiation range of the army was oval. Due to different types of arms and advancement, the entire battlefield consisted of various military formations. The group is divided into several levels.
Stretching in front of the military formation were the scout troops that spread out. The 10,000 infantry troops were divided into two groups and followed closely behind. Then, the Capture Army, the Young Master, the Crossbow Army and the remaining infantry troops were divided into two groups. Five groups marched forward to defend the central formation. Four thousand light cavalry were free between the central formation and the front formation. At this time, they had fallen to the end of the military formation, guarding against surprise attacks from the plains behind. Around King Li Qianshun's flag, With the most elite Xixia Proton Army and garrison as the main force, combined with strong crossbows, Poxi and the remaining 500 iron kites, a total of more than 25,000 people advanced slowly.
In the Xixia military system, soldiers have always been divided into primary and secondary soldiers. Generally speaking, the ratio is one to one. In elite units such as Iron Kites, it sometimes expands to one to three. Generally speaking, the primary soldier is good at fighting, and the secondary soldier is good at fighting. It's much worse, but this time going south and occupying many places is a kind of filtering in itself. The deputy soldiers who are not good at fighting are assigned to different places and are responsible for harvesting and guarding grain. The real elites are used to advance forward. This time Li Qianshun's army comes. , the ratio of main and auxiliary soldiers is about one to one. While this army is advancing, the rest of the Xixia army in the land around Qingzhou is quickly finishing the grain collection and waiting for this The end of the war.
The army advanced, raising its flags. As the tens of thousands of troops advanced slowly, the flags stretched into a field. This was the central formation. The king's flag of Xixia advanced on this wilderness. From time to time, scouts came over to report the front and rear. The surrounding situation. Li Qianshun was dressed in military uniform, sitting on his horse, and General Asha dared not pay attention to the intelligence coming from them.
Tentative frictions and confrontations began yesterday.
At the edge of Dongzhiyuan, when the Xixia army advanced, the black flag enemy they faced broke out and left. At first glance yesterday afternoon, this seemed to be a good thing. But in the subsequent intelligence , brewing deep malice.
However, a team of seven or eight thousand people, facing the Xixia army of 100,000 people, split into two groups and broke out of camp. One army went north. The other army and the vast majority of war horses went south to outflank and return to Dong Zhiyuan - -If the entire army evacuates or may be escaping, splitting into two groups, it is clear that the Xixia army has to choose - no matter whether their purpose is to harass or fight, what they reveal is deep malice. .
Moreover, in the comparison between 100,000 and 7,000, the 7,000-man side chose to divide their troops. Whether this move was arrogant or ignorant, what Li Qianshun and others felt was contempt deep in their bones.
But the Xixia people did not divide their troops. The center formation continued to advance slowly, but the front formation had already begun to rush toward the infantry in the northeast. They used scouts and tens of thousands of foot soldiers to attack the team of more than 3,000 people. They used light cavalry to keep an eye on the rear road and scouts. The purpose of following the cavalry in the south was to extend the battle line to an area of more than ten miles, making it impossible for the two armies to look at each other.
Every Xixia army currently distributed on this battlefield can overwhelm the opponent in terms of numerical superiority. Once faced with the enemy, everyone can fight generously. When one army engages in battle, the other immediately responds. This is not guarding the post. , and even if the opponent is really an invincible army like the Jurchens, the Xixia people can still use the fueling tactic to kill the enemy before the opponent rushes to the center!
Living in the military formation, Li Qianshun has already suppressed the anger in his heart. Regarding this sudden black flag force, his only idea now is to defeat them, annihilate them all, and reduce them to ashes. As this time in the South, The absolute victor and conqueror during most of the conquest. In the past few days, he had felt more insults and contempt than he had in the previous year combined. If the iron kite had not been destroyed so quickly, he would have felt it anyway. He would not face such an embarrassing situation, with an army of 100,000 men cowardly dealing with an army of 7,000 men.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, which is later to be known as 2:30 in the afternoon, news came back from the front that the Black Flag Army was still heading north along the mountainous area on the edge of Dongzhiyuan, without making any major movements...
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More than ten miles away, on the edge of the battle, there were ditches and mountains connecting to the wilderness not far away. As part of the loess high slope, the trees and vegetation here were not dense. A stream went down the hillside and flowed into the valley.
Shortly after noon, the sun hung warm in the sky, and the surroundings seemed quiet. There was a thin sheep grazing on the hillside. Not far away was a barren vegetable field, a small rough house, and a man wearing rags. A man is fetching water from a stream.
The mountainous area is barren, and there is only one household nearby. If you want to find a name, this place is called Huangshi Gou among some people, and it is unknown. In fact, there may be several places called Huangshi Gou in the entire northwest. This one In the afternoon, there was a sudden noise.
The man fetching water glanced to the north. The sound was coming from there, but he couldn't see anything. Then, the faint sound of horse hooves came from the south.
The man stood there holding his broken bucket and looked at a place not far away. Two knights were riding horses and running diagonally from below. They were wearing rough military uniforms with fluffy hair. The hair on their heads was basically bare except for the left and right foreheads. The strands of hair were hanging down - this looked like the dress of a foreign race. The man was slightly stunned, and the two foreign knights also narrowed their eyes slightly and looked at him. Then one of them pointed to the thin sheep on the mountain, and the two of them sped up. They rushed forward at a faster speed, someone bent their bows and took arrows.
The man reacted, put down the barrel and started running suddenly. The direction he chose was not the sheep, but the house not far away - at the door of the house, an ugly little girl with dirty body was babbling. Come out.
The two knights ran faster and faster, and the man ran faster and faster. One of them ran towards the room, and the other got in from below, and the distance got closer and closer.
The knight holding the bow fired an arrow and hit the sheep in the butt. The sheep fell to the ground with a bang, then got up and ran. The two foreign knights said something, and one of them laughed. The knight drew his sword and rushed towards the sheep, while the other man watched the man run past quickly, turned slightly, drew his sword and slashed.
When he noticed that the war horse was approaching, the man cried out and jumped hard. His body rolled on the rocks with several bangs and screamed - his back had been slashed. However, the wound was not deep and it was not injured yet. and his life. The little girl on the other side of the room tried to run over, but on the other side, the knight who rushed over had already chopped the sheep to death with his knife. He got off the horse and harvested the spoils. The knight wielding the knife on this side rushed out, turned his horse's head and smiled. Run back.
The man who was hit in the back rolled a few times, got up from the ground with a cry, and ran towards his daughter. Behind him, the alien cavalry ran closer and closer. When he got behind him, the man gritted his teeth again and shouted.
He flew out, and this time, his body hit the ground with a bang, and his head buzzed. There was no movement around him, and there was a rumble, and a figure flew past him. In his ears, there was that alien
The language is shouting.
He was thinking about his daughter. He tried to open his eyes and calm down. On one side of his vision, the war horse rumbled down the gravel. The knight who was originally charging towards him rolled a few times and was no longer alive. A bullet was inserted into his chest.
An arrow.
At the other end of the shaking field of vision, the figure of a war horse rushed down at high speed, passing by the knight who was killing the sheep. The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and then the figure flew out. The blood bloomed. When he struggled to get up,
Only then did he see that the ones coming to kill were two Han knights.
The countryman was used to living alone and didn't know how to speak. He endured the pain and walked over and hugged his babbling daughter. Two Han knights glanced at him, and one of them looked away with a strange cylinder.
, another person came over and searched the body of the dead knight, then came over with a frown, took out a bag of medicine and a bandage, and motioned to the stab wound on his back: "Wash it and wrap it up."
There was another bang in the sky to the north, which seemed to be the setting off of firecrackers, and then there was another sound. The knight who was giving the wound medicine said to the man: "Let's go. If you can, go as fast as possible. It's not peaceful here."
The other person vaguely seemed to say: "Wherever he can go, he will be blessed..." Then the two of them got on their horses and headed in the same direction. They also had their own tasks and could not stay longer for a commoner in the mountains.
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The man's back hurt. He tried to give himself some medicine and tried to tie up his backpack. Then on one side of his field of vision, a black flag suddenly appeared in the mountains. First there were one or two soldiers, and then groups of soldiers.
, crossed the mountains, and continued towards the northwest. The man stared blankly at the team passing by the mountains. Not far away, the explosions of firecrackers became louder and louder, becoming more intensive, and seemed to be a constant warning and report.
He was holding something, and not long after, the torrent of troops passed through the mountains!
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The warning fireworks and arrows of the Xixia scouts kept ringing in the air, and the dense sounds accompanied the advance of the Black Flag Army, almost forming a clear line - they did not care about being discovered by the Black Flag Army, nor did they care about the small-scale attacks around them.
Chasing, escaping and fighting, this was originally their mission: to keep an eye on the Black Flag Army and put pressure on them. But in the previous time, the scouts' warnings had not become so frequent, and now they suddenly became denser, and also put pressure on them.
It only represents one thing.
The Black Flag Army is on the move!
On the relatively gentle slope two miles away, Buba's figure rushed towards the northwest like a roaring tide. The number of Buba totaled more than five thousand, and they were led by Wei Ming, a young general from the Dangxiang tribe who was deeply appreciated by Li Qianshun.
At this time, he was running high on the slope, shouting loudly, ordering to advance step by step, getting ready for battle, and blocking the path of the Black Flag Army.
More than five miles away from here, another 5,000-foot-tall army led by General Du Luowei and Wei Mingshu's army advanced in a horn-like manner, with the purpose of catching the black flag army here.
Buba ran quickly in the mountains, and his single-player combat power was extremely strong. There may be some shortcomings in the frontal battlefield formation, but as long as this black flag army can be left alone for a moment, the next situation will be that ten thousand people will surround and kill three people.
More than a thousand black flag troops.
Moreover, Wei Mingshu did not think that the 5,000 men under his command would not be able to kill this arrogant team of more than 3,000 people. This time the 100,000-strong army advanced steadily and cautiously, but the higher-ups certainly had their own considerations.
He is a military general, but he will not look down on himself because of Tie Yaozi's fall. He still has his spirit.
To take a step back, under the premise of an army of 100,000 advancing, if 5,000 people dare not fight against 3,000 people, no one will know how to fight in the future. Be vigilant, use regular tactics, and do not underestimate the enemy.
, this is what a general can and should do.
Wei Mingshu did not underestimate the enemy.
Two miles away to the northeast, the Black Flag Army has appeared in the field of vision and is extending towards the west.
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Warning fireworks from the Xixia scouts sounded in the air. Between the mountains, the light cavalry running around used bows and arrows to drive away the surrounding Xixia scouts. There were not many cavalry along the way to the north among the more than 3,000 people. The battle did not last long, the bows and arrows were merciless, and the two sides exchanged blows.
There are casualties.
"So annoying!"
In the infantry formation that was walking quickly, someone complained. When Mao Yishan heard the sound of firecrackers, he grinned and frowned, shouting. Then someone shouted: "Look over there!"
"Xixia Buba!"
The voice came over, and from Mao Yishan's side, it was Hou Wu who turned around and said: "Xixia Buba. Pay attention..."
"Is it the one that has been following us..."
"Damn, I can finally vent my anger!"
More orders came through. Mao Yishan drew his sword, and many people nearby also drew their swords suddenly. They quickly wrapped the red scarf on the handle of the sword around their hands and tightened it. Unknowingly, the team began to speed up.
Speed, the Buba brigade over there is also speeding up. There are more than 5,000 people, similarly filling the mountains and plains.
The warning fireworks stopped sounding, and from a distance, there were scouts watching from the mountains. Both sides were running at a very fast pace, approaching a stone's throw away. Buba slowed down slightly amidst the shouts from all over the mountains and plains, and drew his bow.
Nocking arrows. On the opposite side, someone shouted: "Thunder——" This was the military order after setting up the bow and arrow formation.
The swordsmen and shieldmen in the front row suddenly raised their shields while running, and the speed of their feet suddenly reached the limit. One person shouted, and thousands of others shouted: "Follow me... charge -"
The arrows flying ahead flew into the sky! The sword and shield moved like thunder!
"ah--"
Mao Yishan raised his shield, bent down, shouted and ran forward at high speed. Then he heard a crackling sound, and arrows were inserted into the ground and started flying. He kept running! The arrows did not let him fall.
Next. The dense footsteps around them almost made a rumbling sound and began to get closer.
The formation of more than 3,000 people was divided into two groups, and rushed towards Wuqian Buba at high speed on this slope that was not too steep.
In the field of vision, the Xixia man's figure and appearance quickly zoomed in with huge shaking. At the moment of contact, Mao Yishan let out a breath of "ha", and then, above the front line, he shouted like thunder.
The light of the sword rang out: "...Kill!!!" The shield crashed into the crowd, and the long knife in his hand seemed to use all his strength to chop off the head of the person in front!
Waves of blood surged out on the front line!
"Kill -" Wei Mingshu also shouted, and then said, "Block them for me -"
"Kill -" Mao Yishan slashed with one knife, thinking that he should have hit his head, and then the second knife hit the flesh. There were fanatical shouts in his ears, both on his side and on the opposite side.
He was still pushing forward. At what he felt was the front line of the battle, he shouted crazily and took two steps forward. He was surrounded by a raging hell of blood...
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"...It seems now that the entire front line has been stretched for nearly fifteen miles. This army only has more than 3,000 people. How can we fight?"
"...According to what happened to Tie Yaozi before, the opponent's firearms are powerful and must be guarded against. But after all, manpower is sometimes poor. It is impossible for thousands of people to kill them. I think the highlight is probably still the nearly two thousand people behind.
On the cavalry, they defeated the Iron Kites and gained a lot."
"...the general's considerations are reasonable. They would trap the more than 3,000 people with a battle line of more than ten miles, so that the head and tail of the 7,000 troops could not respond. But I felt that it was too cautious, so I
Jurchens who boast that they are invincible in the world may not dare to fight in a battle like this. Even if they win this battle, it will be a bit embarrassing."
In the wilderness, there is a 12,000-strong Xixia army. Generals Ye Lifeng and Ye Canma rode forward while discussing the battle situation in a low voice. The extension of the army of 100,000 people, facing the vast desert wilderness,
Two small teams of more than 3,000 each at the front and rear always give people the feeling of being smitten with mosquitoes. Although the bizarre destruction of the Iron Kites is momentarily frightening, once you actually arrive at the scene, and think about it carefully, you will also doubt whether it is really true.
made a fuss out of a molehill.
"The Jurchens may sound powerful, but in fact they have a reason for guarding the mountains. The reason lies with the Liao people - since ancient times, less has defeated more, and most of the problems lie with the loser." Speaking of fighting, Ye Danma's family said
Learn the origins and understand deeply.
"Then what do you think will happen this time?"
"Split the troops into two groups, hoping to get lucky. If I were an enemy general and saw that the enemy was not underestimated, I might have no choice but to withdraw my troops and run away, looking for another opportunity..."
Having said this, there was sudden movement in front. Looking from a distance, there were scout cavalry running this way, but the running speed was wrong! One of the cavalry came this way and delivered the news.
——Fight from the front!
At three o'clock in the Chou hour, the more than 3,000 black flag troops in front suddenly began to turn westward. Around Yinshi, they engaged the Weiming Shu army. The Douluo rear was chasing the west, trying to encircle the enemy!
According to the plan, at this time, the army led by Ye Lifeng and Ye Canma would rush to the north to take precautions. The two of them also planned this, but they were a little surprised.
The other party actually started fighting?
What are you thinking about...
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The mountainous area to the west of Huangshi Slope was filled with shouts of killing. After contact, the armies collided, fought, and dispersed...
Even though Wei Mingshu shouted at the whole team with all his strength, the five thousand Buba were still scattered like sea water hit by a huge boulder. When the Black Flag Army crushed them to the middle formation, he led his followers to rush forward, and then also faced them head-on.
After hitting a boulder, he and a group of his cronies were rushed to pieces. He was stabbed in the face and half of his ear was missing. He was dragged out by his cronies, covered in blood.
Buba is an elite member of the Xixia army, but he is good at mountain fighting and not good at formation fighting. This is the evaluation of many people, but this is just an analysis of his strengths and weaknesses. If he really wants to fight in formation, Buba is not incapable of fighting, and he can bully others.
Two ordinary armies are still fine. But this team that crushed them was too strong in battle.
They may subconsciously separate while running, but at the moment of the battle, the formation of everyone is so densely packed that there are almost no gaps. The determination of collision and fighting is frightening. The steps that are used to flexibility are also extremely vicious.
, but when encountering such a collision, the front line collapsed, and the rear line was pushed away like an avalanche.
Soon after, Du Luowei led Buba towards the west at high speed. When they approached Huangshi Slope, they met the scattered Buba team. When they set foot in the mountains and fields, they saw the scene of the battlefield: people were killed all over the mountains and plains.
After walking slowly, the flesh and blood corpses on the hillside stretched out into the distance, leaving a long trace.
After the opponent defeated the well-known and sparse troops, it only took a very short time to collect and treat the wounded, and then moved towards the west. In fact, there were not even many wounded. The people who were shot by arrows at the moment of the charge accounted for half of the wounded.
Halfway through, after a moment of fighting, the entire Buba team was stunned by the opponent's relentless fighting.
Du Luowei stood on the hillside watching all this, and the five thousand subordinates around him were also watching all this. Some people were confused and a little ridiculed. Du Luowei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "Follow me!"
He knew in his heart that things were in trouble.
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On June 30th, at about 10:00 in the afternoon, the first battle between the Black Flag Army and Xixia's 100,000-strong army suddenly broke out in Gyeongju after nearly a day of fighting.
Near Huangshipo, the main force of the 2nd and 3rd regiments of the Black Flag Army led by Pang Liu'an and Li Yi, with a total of 3,600 men, fought against 5,000 Buba of the Weimingshu tribe of Xixia. Soon after, they penetrated the Weimingshu tribe head-on and headed west.
We set foot on the Dong Zhiyuan wilderness again.
At the same time, in the southwest field, Lin Jingwei and a group of people were following the cavalry and looking at the sky.
He frowned: "We don't have much time. It's not easy to deal with the wind..."
Not far away, the cavalry was moving forward and wanted to part ways. Qin Shaoqian came over and asked a few questions, frowning slightly.
"It's a good thing if these things can be used, but if they can't be used, we shouldn't expect too much. Mr. Lin is in charge of this. I'll just go ahead and wait."
Lin Jing nodded slightly. The horse team beside him carried boxes one after another on their backs.
The sun was shining brightly, and there was not much wind in the sky. At this time, the news of the battle in the front formation had already come from the north and reached the main force of the Xixia center formation.
Five Thousand Buba engaged in battle, and the news of Five Thousand Buba's defeat came one after another, spreading throughout the entire army in the blink of an eye.
Everyone who received the news suddenly felt their scalps numb.