On the fourth day, we are almost arriving at Ziwu Valley.
Yang Hao became nervous. He didn't know if Luo Kedi could get here with the huge escape team. He galloped out of the wasteland and rushed to Guangyuan City. He returned the same day and walked back at full speed.
It took seven days. Logically speaking, Luo Kedi's team should be able to reach Ziwu Valley during this period, if they could survive it.
When he left, the army still controlled some drinking water and food. They saved a little and distributed a little every day, which allowed most people to continue their journey without hanging their lives. Of course, some weak, elderly and sick people suffered from lack of water in the process.
With little food, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive.
When Yang Hao came out of the wilderness, he had already seen some sporadic water sources near the edge of the desert. With water, Luo Kedi's men and horses, even if they ran out of food, slaughtered the remaining dozen war horses for everyone.
If you make some broth and drink it, you should be able to barely hold it up.
But this was just his thought. The closer he got to Ziwu Valley, the more nervous he became. He was worried that he would not be able to see anyone, and he was afraid that he would see only a few people walking out of the desert. Yang Hao could no longer hold back, so he called
Bisu, Fan Laosi and Liu Shixuan rode on four fast horses and rushed to Ziwu Valley first.
As soon as the four people left, Dong Shiliu's eyes wandered, and he began to think about escaping. He was a fugitive wanted by the Song Dynasty for murder. God knows what happened here. Will the imperial envoy cross the river, demolish the bridge, and throw him into prison?
Go, now I have dry food in my arms, drinking water in my bag, and a fast horse under my crotch. I can't go anywhere.
The northbound road for Yang Hao and the four of them was along a large river. This large river flows out of the Zihang Valley. The Ziwu Valley is a valley between two mountains facing east and west. The river in the valley flows out of the valley mouth.
U-turn southward, flowing towards Guangyuan
City. The river is extremely wide because it was washed out during the flood. Now the river only accounts for one-third of the width of the river. The rest of the river is covered with dense weeds. The wild meadows make the ground tough enough to carry carts and trucks.
The weight of a war horse.
After arriving at the Ziwu Valley, there are more than 20 miles of grassland to the north, but beyond the grassland are rolling mountains, and there is no feasible road. When Cheng Shixiong led his army north to join the official army to attack the Northern Han Dynasty, to Ziwu
The valley also had to turn west and make a big circle before turning back to the Northern Han Dynasty. Otherwise, Zhao Da would not have chosen the westward or eastward route when relocating the people, and he did not go directly south to Guangyuan.
The choice was made.
But now if the refugees reach Ziwu Valley, they have bypassed the mountains blocking the road in the north. Now there is an option to go directly south to Guangyuan. Yang Hao will study it with the generals and consider the next course of action.
Should we go directly westward through the Ziwu Valley and rush to Fuzhou, where the area around Linzhou is sufficient to accommodate these many people, or should we go south along the river and rush to the military town of Guangyuan.
Guangyuan City cannot absorb so many households. The surrounding land is too barren and not suitable for farming. However, you can rest there for a while before deciding where to take people. Yang Hao is aware of Guangzhou in his heart.
After Yuancheng, he more or less guessed the thoughts of the officials who dispersed the refugees to the Central Plains.
Worrying about the safety of the refugees and thinking about the next step after they arrived, Yang Hao galloped and arrived in front of Ziwu Valley. He stepped onto a high grassy slope and saw the scene in front of him.
The tears flowed down instantly. Who said that a man can’t shed tears easily? If there is love, there will be tears!
In front of me, there is an endless stream of fleeing troops. There is no beginning in front and they have submerged into the valley. There is no end in sight. They are coming continuously. The soldiers of this army are not like soldiers, and the people are not like people. Everyone is like a beggar.
Helping the old and the young, they staggered towards the valley. No matter what, they were still alive, still alive. Even the ruffians like Fan Laosi and Liu Shixuan, who killed without blinking an eye, had red eyes when they saw everything in front of them.
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"Come on, let's go over and let everyone rest here for a while. Tell everyone that the food will be here soon." Yang Hao raised his whip and rushed downhill first. Fan Laosi, Liu Shixuan and Bi Su, who were all dressed in cassocks, immediately followed.
Later.
"I am the imperial envoy Yang Hao, where is General Luo?"
Yang Hao rushed nearby, reined in his horse, stopped a man who looked vaguely like a sergeant, and asked. He also had a gun in his hand. He was leaning on the ground with the barrel of the gun, looking precarious.
The man was overjoyed when he heard this: "Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, you are back. General Luo is behind you."
Seeing his tired look, Yang Hao said, "You can rest right there. The food and grass will be here soon."
The man said: "I can't rest. The Khitan cavalry appeared out of nowhere, and the army gathered. General Luo ordered me to take the people into the valley to hide as quickly as possible. He led his troops to retreat. If it was too late, the Khitan cavalry would outflank us, and we would have no chance."
It’s time to fight.”
"What?" Yang Hao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. At this time and place, in such a situation, the Khitan army gathered together? What kind of army is needed at this time? As long as a team of a thousand people can slaughter pigs and dogs as calmly as they can
Killing tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians. Could it be that... could it be that in the end, all my efforts were in vain, and God was going to kill me too?
For a moment, Yang Hao's hands and feet were cold, and he heard the soldier say again: "The official army has also arrived and is confronting the Khitan cavalry. We must enter the valley as soon as possible to temporarily avoid the front."
When Yang Hao heard this, his already dead heart regained some vitality: "The official army has also arrived?"
"In the back, everyone is in the back." The soldier pointed to the back of the team. Yang Hao didn't say anything anymore and immediately galloped towards the team. Fan Laosi and Liu Shixuan followed him and shouted: "Everyone, go faster.
, the food will arrive soon, you will have food when you enter the valley, everyone should walk faster."
The vain people at their feet were really excited after hearing the news. They used their last strength and moved faster. Yang Hao rushed to the rear of the team. By this time, there were not many people left behind, and the crowd was sparse.
Yang Hao took a quick look and saw Luo Kedi standing on a high slope, waving his hands to urge the few people at the end of the team to hurry up.
Yang Hao galloped up the hillside, shouting: "General Luo!"
Luo Kedi turned around when he heard the sound. When he saw it was him, he said ecstatically: "Sir, has the food and grass arrived?"
Yang Hao stood on the hillside, staring blankly at everything in front of him, unable to answer at all.
In front of him, there was a large open plain. On the plain, two huge military formations were slowly mobilizing. Yang Hao had seen Luo Ke's enemy set up a formation, but the small formation hastily set up by thousands of people was different from the large formation in front of him.
In comparison, there is a world of difference. The large formations in front of you will make people dazzled at a glance. In the past, watching movies and TV shows, listening to storytelling, the formations were explained in profound and mysterious ways, but those mysterious and empty formations are full of conflict in front of them.
In front of the murderous formation, it was like children playing house, which was ridiculous to the extreme.
This is the real battle formation, without all the bells and whistles and fussiness. In the final analysis, the formation is actually the reasonable distribution of various arms and the reasonable arrangement of military camps with different tasks. It is a way for soldiers to maintain their offensive and defensive formations.
It's just a necessary means. Otherwise, once tens of thousands of people and hundreds of thousands of people join the battle at the same time, it will immediately become a disorderly melee, and there will be no way to coordinate and command to exert its power.
Whether there is a formation or not is an important criterion for whether it can exert its maximum combat effectiveness under the command conditions, soldier quality and weapon restrictions at the time. At that time, the former Qin army defeated the strong with the weak and won many battles, but in the end they were defeated in Feishui
During the battle, the millions of Qin troops were completely defeated. Wang Meng defeated Qian Yan's hundreds of thousands of cavalry with 100,000 infantry, all of whom had the merit of the battle formation.
Yang Hao immediately climbed up the slope. The plain in front of him was empty in the direction from which the refugees were fleeing. It was an open space. To the north of it, there was a huge Song Army formation. Pioneer Formation, Ce Vanguard Formation, Grand Formation, Front Formation, East-West Guaizi
Horse formation, dividing horses without ground, rejecting the rear formation, urging the rear formation...
At a glance, the small military formations with their own functions are like countless chisels, axes, saws, files, awls, and pliers, forming a sophisticated killing machine. Although there are spacious spaces between each small military formation.
There is a gap, but no one dares to rush in rashly, otherwise a team of hundreds or thousands of people will be crushed to pieces in an instant.
To the south of the open area, which is the side they came from, was the camp of the Khitan people. I don’t know how their army managed to get in front of the Song army and block their way. The Khitan people also had infantry, but
Similar to how the Song army deployed more than 70% of its crossbowmen, their army also deployed more than 70% of their cavalry.
The front army of the Khitan cavalry is setting up a chariot formation. This is a cavalry assault tactic developed by Huo Qubing, the Han hussar general in the past. The cavalry cone formations are being arranged in an orderly manner, with different weapons on the front, back, left and right.
With the use of the horse, the distance between the horses is also different, leaving enough space between the horses so that when they charge, the enemy infantry can dodge and give way.
But... the cavalry team also has dozens or even hundreds of rows, and each row of cavalry is staggered. Once they are allowed to display their outstanding power, they can mow down everything in front of them like a lawnmower. They have no special skills.
It took a long time for the Song army to train a qualified archer, but all the knights on the grassland were good archers.
"Master Yang, Master Yang?"
"Ah? Ah...oh, it's arrived, it's been shipped, General Luo, you're okay."
Luo Kedi was so weak that he was about to collapse, but he smiled happily and said: "Master Yang, I am lucky to have lived up to my command. The common people... I have brought them all back."
Fan Laosi rode over, grabbed his arm, and pulled him onto the horse. Yang Hao said: "Fan Laosi, quickly send General Luo to the back. I will come to the rear."
Fan Laosi responded, ignoring Luo Kedi's protest, and ran back with him. Yang Hao raised his head and looked at the Song army's military formation. The large formation was about to take shape. It was close to the valley on the right, and the Song army was concentrated.
It seems that it was precisely because this cavalry team was pressing there with a watchful eye that the Khitan troops on the opposite side were afraid of being attacked on the flanks when they raided the refugee team, so they let go of the beggar team and maintained a confrontation with the Song army.
Seeing that the war was about to break out, Yang Hao had no time to watch, so he seized the opportunity and rushed down the hillside, shouting to the few remaining people: "Quick, enter the valley immediately, there will be food when you reach the valley! There is a war here, hurry up and leave
!" Turning around, he said to Liu Shixuan: "Go quickly, urge the grain team to move faster, and hide in the valley. Once the two armies start fighting, I'm afraid they will be wiped out."
Liu Shixuan knew that the matter was urgent and hurriedly responded.
At this time, a woman turned around and was about to rush out of the valley. An old man stopped them with a worried look on his face. Yang Hao angrily galloped over and shouted: "You haven't entered the valley yet, what are you waiting for?"
The woman cried, "My child, my child, she was left outside."
The old man said with shame: "Sister-in-law Ma, I'm so sorry. Old man... old man..., oh, you can't go out, otherwise there will be no life left."
Yang Hao exclaimed in shock: "Sister Ma? What happened to your child...the dog?"
When the woman turned around and saw that it was him, she couldn't help being surprised and happy: "Mr. Yang, the dog is sick, and the little woman can't hold her anymore. I asked Uncle Liu to take care of her. Who knew..."
The old man stamped his feet and said: "The old man had no strength, so he had no choice but to ask a man to help. Who knew... Who knew that the soldiers from the two sides were about to fight. The man was so timid that he actually left the child behind.
Front, alas, old man, I can’t help you, Sister-in-law Wama..."
As he spoke, the old man burst into tears. After hearing this, Yang Hao raised his head and looked towards the open space. He saw that the horses in the Khitan camp were making a slight commotion. On the opposite side of the Song army camp, behind them were spearmen and archers.
The phalanx is advancing forward with "clang and clang".
The three armies moved slightly, like Mount Tai. They stepped heavily and heard a clanging sound. Yang Hao couldn't help but be shocked.
In the era of cold weapons, even if you are brave enough to win the three armies, facing ten or twenty spears without the cover of your comrades will only result in death. Once you trot or charge like an individual soldier in the era of hot weapons, a rapid charge will inevitably cause chaos in the formation, then
At that time, isolated spearmen were only assigned to deliver food to the neatly organized enemy troops. He had been in the army for so many days, and he already knew that in large group battles with thousands of troops, this kind of military parade formation moving forward would actually be very difficult.
The above is a sign that war is about to begin.
Once a war breaks out, thousands of arrows fly together, thousands of troops step onto the battlefield, not to mention a sick child, who is in the middle of the two charges, who can survive?
Yang Hao stood on a high place and hurriedly looked down. Suddenly, between the two armies confronting each other, he vaguely saw a weak figure hesitating forward. Perhaps he felt that the two armies were about to clash.
With a strong murderous aura, the little thing was trying hard to run forward, but because of his weakness, he fell to the ground before running a few steps. He may have injured his leg, but he still crawled forward persistently.
It's a dog! Yang Hao's heart suddenly tightened. It was this child who was thin and frail. He had never seen the sun when he was so old, and he yearned for the city that never sleeps in Kaifeng. "Uncle Yang Hao!" The crisp call seemed to come.
With the sound echoing in his ears, Yang Hao felt hot in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry into the valley, and I will save people!" After saying that, he picked up the horse's reins and rushed out of the valley.
He galloped past Bisu, stretched out his hand, and pulled off Bisu's cassock. He held it high in his hand, hunted in the wind, and rushed towards the center of the battle formation where hundreds of thousands of troops from both sides were about to break out.
The scorching sun was in the sky, and thousands of troops and horses were charging into the night on both sides of the open field. Their swords and halberds were cold, and the cold suppressed the scorching sun in the sky. When the two sides were about to launch a battle, Yang Hao rode out of the valley alone.
Although there are thousands of people, I am going!
This trip has nothing to do with any righteousness, it is just for that "Uncle Yang Hao".