Liang Ji tied himself to his horse and walked for a day. Everyone knew that his thighs were worn out and his thick cotton trousers were soaked with blood. This is not surprising. Others also looked like this.
When they dismounted, they all chose a piece of soft sand, and then fell off the horse. This was the most comfortable way to dismount. Ever since Zhao Gongshan suppressed the bandits, Jiaziying was not used to shouting or moaning after being injured.
As soon as he moved, he started looking for firewood to make a fire, cook, and set up a tent. Although this required crossing his legs, the efficiency was not slow.
Yun Zheng's riding skills were much better than them, and he didn't try to comfort the sergeants. There was no need. The people in Jiazi Camp were all a family and knew what they should do at this time.
After running around for a day, his body was very exhausted. Yun Zheng held up a sharp axe, chopped the large pieces of frozen mutton into palm-sized pieces, and kept throwing them into the cauldron. Xiao Lin took out the meat from the carriage.
There were a lot of big cakes, with branches stuck on the cakes, waiting for the sergeants to come and get them, so that they could heat the cakes on the fire before eating.
There is no way to pay too much attention to the food during the march. It is just mutton soup mixed with dried vegetables and pancakes. For some purpose, Yun Zheng specially made a large bowl of noodles for Princess Kai Ming. You can also see green vegetables on it. The princess's
The aura needs to be cultivated. If you go to Xixia, a weak princess will certainly not be as powerful as a domineering princess.
Princess Wei Ming was very satisfied with the preferential treatment she received, but only Ge Qiuyan was dissatisfied with it.
"If you want to eat noodles, make them yourself. You should have been riding horses with us, but you chose to make a car. Don't blame us if you can't keep up when you're escaping."
"Exchange a bliss pill for a bowl of noodles!" Ge Qiuyan raised her eyebrows, feeling a little proud.
Yun Zheng put down the mutton soup in his hand, stamped his ax on the open space between Ge Qiuyan's legs, then continued to tear up the pancakes and threw them into the soup bowl, without even looking at Ge Qiuyan's iron-green face.
Face.
"This is my team. Everyone here must listen to me, including you Ge Qiuyan. By now, Gao Tansheng may have entered Xixia, right? A large force of your Maitreya sect must also have entered Xixia.
At this time, my status is more important than yours, give me the Bliss Pill, and then go and eat your mutton soup. If you dare to threaten me next time, I will cut you into pieces!"
Ge Qiuyan flipped his wrist, and the long sword was unsheathed. He pointed at Yun Zheng and said, "You dare?"
Yun Zheng pointed at the crossbows that were already aimed at Ge Qiuyan in the hands of Han Niu and Monkey next to him. He spread his hands and asked her for the Paradise Pill. Ge Qiuyan's face changed several times. She suddenly realized that if she didn't give Yunzheng the Paradise Pill,
, those two guys really know how to pull the strings, she has seen enough of Yun Zheng's domineering attitude along the way.
The Bliss Pill can only be effective if Yun Zheng eats it. It is of no use if left in his own hands. After thinking about it for a moment, he put a brocade box on Yun Zheng's open hand and kicked the soup at his feet.
The bowl flew away.
Yun Zheng did not get angry. He put the brocade box in his arms and ate his own steamed buns in mutton soup.
Jiao Siluo stood on the hill, looked at the flat Kalo River in front of him and muttered in a low voice: "Kalo River, Kalo River, how many good men from Qingtang are you going to swallow before you give up?"
The Kalo River is speechless, only the wind blows from a distance, collecting dust and rolling all the way to the west. This is a barren land, with white flowers of salt and alkali on the ground. When the horse's hooves step on the rolled earth, it is like
Trampling on a piece of delicious rice cake is a piece of land that even blood cannot make it fertile.
At the end of the Kalo River, there is Wu Zang Nupang's army. The camp built with giant trees looks majestic, and the wind blows from there. Since Wu Zang Nupang has taken advantage of the favorable wind, Jiao Si Luo knows that he can only
Taking advantage of the smooth flow of water, it is best to prepare linen cloth in advance to prevent sand and dust from blinding your eyes.
But he was surprised. Without waiting for his order, the soldiers each took out a large piece of so-called hada from their arms and covered their mouths and noses. The silk fabrics Yunzheng sold to the Qingtang people were all of the worst quality.
That kind, thin and transparent. This was originally an ironclad evidence of Gong Feng's complaint about Yunzheng's greed. Now it seems that the Qingtang people were not wronged in buying hada. In the northwest battle, the dust is often flying, making it difficult to see. With this thing to block it
Dust doesn't seem to be a bad thing.
Qing Yijie Guizhang respectfully dedicated a bunch of white hada to Jiao Si Luo. Dong Xiang helped his father put the hada on his face with his own hands. The world in front of Jiao Si Luo's eyes became misty. How could he still survive when the flying sand filled the sky?
Being able to open your eyes is already a blessing.
"Next time, tell the merchants in Shu that only white hadas are allowed to enter Qingtang!" Jiao Siluo said to Dong Xiang.
"I like red!" Qing Yijie Guizhang muttered in a low voice, but was whipped on the armor by a horned servant, and then he shrank his head and shut up. A Da, who was in front of the army, could not be questioned.
The Qingtang people's camps began to spread all over the Yellow River. In winter, the water of the Yellow River is clear and cold, and the water volume is small. It is as gentle as a virgin, and there is no sign of the madness like the roar of wild beasts in summer.
"Ada, we should build bridges on the river. We need at least three bridges. Facing the water on the left wing is very disadvantageous for us. Our cavalry has lost 30% of its movement space."
Jiao Siluo laughed and said: "We also don't need to defend the left side. After the right side becomes stronger, it can hit the opponent's fragile left wing. Silly boy, why did you think of building a bridge on the river?"
Qing Yijie Guizhang said sheepishly: "Yun Zheng created the terrain of Kalo River on the ground. I acted as a Dangxiang person, and he acted as a Qingtang person and attacked and defended it. It turned out that these three bridges are very useful and the war will be unfavorable.
Reinforcements can come quickly from the bridge at the worst time, and at the worst time, he can reduce the defensive circle to the minimum, from the formation along the river to the formation across the river. The most important thing is that once the war becomes stalemate, with these three bridges
, our grain does not need to go through the Dawang River, but comes directly from the other side of the river, which is not only safe, but also fast."
Unable to see the change in the expression of the white-gauze-masked Jiao Siluo, Dong Zhan found that his father's breathing had become more rapid, and he heard his father ask Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang again: "You lost?"
Qing Yijie Guizhang laughed and said: "How could I be defeated? That guy didn't know how to use cavalry at all. He lurked a cavalry team in the mountains and attacked me. I said this was a military order that should be beheaded. He
He still didn’t believe it, so we took a cavalry team to the mountains for a practical test. Only then did he admit that the cavalry team was too slow to keep up with the changes in the battlefield, and was completely wiped out by me. I laughed to death. How could anyone in the world do this?
Put the cavalry in the mountainous area...hahahaha"
Not only Qing Yijie Guizhang was laughing, but Dong Xiang, who was always serious, also opened his mouth in shock, and the general behind Jiao Siluo was laughing so hard that they all agreed that the Han people only deserved to use infantry to fight.
Jiao Siluo grinned and asked again: "Was there a lot of damage in the end of your battle?"
When asked about this, Qingyi became a little embarrassed and whispered: "I won in the end, but my subordinates suffered heavy casualties. That guy was defeated, but his casualties were about the same as mine."
"What's the reason?" Jiao Siluo continued to ask.
"He always comes up with some strange things, such as digging holes in the ground. There are so many small holes that the horses' hooves will break if they sink in. He also digs many large ditches. When the cavalry crosses the big ditch,
This large ditch will catch fire, blocking the entry of subsequent cavalry. He can kill the cavalry with his crossbow calmly. Only after the fire is extinguished can my cavalry follow up again.
He also said that cavalry is actually a very fragile unit. It has no other benefits except its extremely fast speed. As long as the speed of the cavalry is limited, a group of infantry can easily kill the cavalry that cannot run with their spears.
Boyer didn't believe it, so he asked his subordinates to use spears tied with white gray cloth to deal with Boyer's cavalry. When the cavalry was surrounded, the damage was very serious..."
Jiao Siluo laughed and said: "Of course there is a reason for the existence of a country. The Song Dynasty has been a country for a hundred years, and their infantry has been fighting against the cavalry of the Liao Kingdom for a hundred years. If they didn't even have this ability, they would have been destroyed long ago.
The country is over, Yun Zheng is just trying to undermine your confidence, there is nothing to worry about!"
Dong Xiang heard other meanings from his father's words, and couldn't help but hold on to his long knife. The next time they met, he would kill Yun Zheng no matter what.
"Qing Yijie Guizhang, since you mentioned building a bridge, did your friend tell you how to build a bridge?"
Qing Yijie Guizhang smiled and said: "As I said, it's very simple. You just need to blow up the sheepskin bags and tie them to a shelf. Nine sheepskin bags are in a group, and a bridge will appear connecting the beginning and the end of the disaster. But such a bridge
It is only suitable for infantry to cross the river. For cavalry to cross the river, larger sheepskin rafts are needed, and planks need to be laid in the middle.
I have already tried it, and it works, but it’s very bumpy.”
Jiao Siluo looked at the Yellow River, which was only 800 paces wide in winter. After some thought, he ordered Qingyi Jieguizhang to be responsible for building three pontoon bridges here. It would not be a bad thing for the army to have an escape route.
When Yunzheng felt the Kalochuan River, Qingyi Jieguizhang had already started building the bridge. He placed his team outside the range of the Jiaosiluo sentry detectives and waited for the results of the Orion and Hanlin's investigations.
Large-scale cavalry combat experience is very important to Yun Zheng. He needs to witness a battle with his own eyes before he can make an evaluation. Unfortunately, he does not have a telescope, otherwise he would be able to see the battle clearly from the Dahei Mountain on the left.
After learning about the bridge built by Qing Yi and Gui Zhang, Yun Zheng only hoped that Pang did not have the habit of setting fire to boats along the current. Otherwise, no matter how many bridges Qing Yi and Gui Zhang built, they would not be enough to burn them. How could he still be on the upper reaches of the Yellow River?
Start building bridges under other people’s control?
Yun Zheng, the sentinel with horns on the Dahei Mountain, was not surprised at all. When the army was fighting, if the commander did not know what was going on within three hundred miles, he would not be a qualified commander.
And three hundred miles is exactly the farthest assault distance when the Xixia cavalry rides three horses! (To be continued)