Chapter 397 The unprovoked leader will die before the battle
The three ancestors of humanities became China, and the soul of the military leader died in Zhuolu Mountain.
Zhuolu Mountain, according to legend, the Yellow Emperor and Chi You fought in the wilderness of Zhuolu, and Chi You was defeated and died. This is the origin of the name of Zhuolu Mountain.
Between the two peaks, there is a valley with lush green vegetation and dense vegetation.
Although there are no high mountains and ridges reaching into the sky, it looks endless, like the backbone of a giant beast. The sparse trees and jagged rocks make it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The rising sun rises in the east, the rolling mountain peaks seem to be hazy and sleepy, and the morning mist and smoke are rippling, adding a bit of mystery and tranquility to the atmosphere.
In the foothills, 130,000 Western troops, wearing hats woven from twigs, hid in the mountains and did not even dare to light fires. They only ate dry food and drank from mountain springs.
They had already predicted their marching speed and arrived here two days earlier than expected. Yao Pingzhong liked the quiet scenery deep in the dense forest very much. Everyone else hiding here complained a lot, but he was the only one who was happy to do so.
No wonder, in the original time and space, he went to the mountains and stayed there for fifty or sixty years, and he had attained enlightenment after he came out.
Under his leadership, the Western Army almost became a guerrilla force. It ambushed Aguda several times and was very mysterious. Although the results were not great, it successfully delayed the Jurchens' attack on Yunzhou. Yelu Yanxi's Pian'an court was also able to
Continue to have fun in Datongfu, Xijing Road.
When Yao Pingzhong withdrew his troops, everyone in the Khitan court was in panic. Yelu Yanxi cried and cried, thinking that the end was coming. He first cursed the Song people for being ruthless and unjust, but he did not dare to send troops to stop them. Originally, the Jin Dynasty would
It's enough for them. If they offend the Song Dynasty again, there will be no way to survive.
These 130,000 Western troops have become the backbone of the Khitan. What is ridiculous is that they regard other people's armies as their own trump card. The Northern Han Dynasty and the later Jin Dynasty also did this. The Khitan people should know very well that these puppets of the Khitan will eventually be
What will happen.
When Yao Pingzhong was in a daze and admired a strange stone, a soldier came over and whispered in his ear: "General, the Jurchen vanguard has entered the mountain."
Yao Pingzhong nodded and said in a deep voice: "Inform everyone one by one and be prepared. This ambush is different from the past. We must kill and injure the enemy as much as possible."
After receiving the news, Yang Lin and Han Shizhong finally tore off Zai Youyan's mask and led their troops in pursuit.
It was also on this day that Zongze took the lead in fighting. Although the soldiers and horses under his command were not the strongest in combat effectiveness, they were superior in numbers. In addition to some Jurchen Tatars, most of the people transporting equipment were their captives.
Oral coolness.
It was also dusk that was about to fall into the night, and wisps of smoke rose from the ground. Zongze looked at the smoke and seemed to hear the clarion call for attack. During the dusk raid, it was the time when the Jurchens buried pots to make rice. The marching team was tired after a day's work.
Even a strong Jurchen will have times to relax, and this dinner is the best time.
At this time, I couldn't care less about whether there would be accidental damage. After a shower of arrows, I started a surprise attack like the one on Niulan Mountain.
At the same time, in Zhuolu Mountain, flames soared into the sky. Countless flaming fireballs and gunpowder bloomed in the mountain. The explosion caused people to fall on their backs in the valley, and billowing smoke shrouded the area. The Jurchen generals hurriedly drew their swords and stabilized their positions.
Prepare to counterattack.
They didn't know what kind of men and horses they were, but they just thought they were Khitan soldiers and horses ambushing them here. Wu Qimai jumped on his horse, with no trace of panic on his face, and said loudly: "Get halfway up the mountain and kill all these barbarians."
The firelight illuminated the Jurchens' black dragon flag, and the Tatars were determined and began to prepare for a counterattack according to the flag's instructions.
The road on the slope was full of traps. If the Tatars in front died, the Tatars behind would take a detour and move forward without fear of death.
Yao Pingzhong looked as usual, not flinching at all from the scene in front of him. He had dealt with the Jurchens and knew that their combat power was amazing. But his subordinates had also suffered from the hundreds of years of war between Song and Xia, and the Western Army had been honed at the border since childhood.
, taking advantage of the right time, place, people and people, why can't we fight together?
The Jurchen Tatars stabilized their formation as quickly as possible, hiding behind the bodies of their companions, avoiding the rain of arrows and boulders. Then one by one they reached the foot of the mountain and climbed up. They once hunted bears and tigers in the ice and snow.
Even in such an environment, you can crawl up on your hands and knees.
Wanyan Wu Qimai sneered, no matter who comes to ambush him tonight, he will never come back.
From the moment the two armies came into contact, the battle became extremely brutal. The Western Army charged from the mountain and began a collision with the pinnacle of military force in this era.
In this valley, the Song people had a favorable geographical location, but this environment was also the most familiar to the fishing and hunting people. The ancient hunting and survival method among the white mountains and black waters allowed the Jurchen Tatars to demonstrate their strength in this battle.
In Zhuolu Mountain shrouded in darkness, where Chi You died after breaking his sword, a bloody battle that could shake the leader of the army, Chi You, continued into the night.
There was no cry, just a blade breaking through the armor, cutting into the bones, blood splattering outwards, and the short scream of someone dying mixed together, it was hard to tell what it was, it just made people feel cold to the bone.
Here, I just want to stay away from the noise.
Human lives were being consumed rapidly, and the wounded and fallen people were still struggling, gouging out each other's eyes. There was no array at this time, only armored men with no face, no fear, and no thoughts, killing or being killed mechanically.
Wanyan Wu, who was begging for money, drew his sword in his hand and commanded the soldiers behind him: "You guys come up too!"
Wanyan Zonghan waved his hand and asked Lou Shi, Yin Keshu and other generals to lead the charge. At present, the Jurchens had already paved a road up the mountain with corpses.
There was a cold light in Lou Shi's eyes. He took off the bow from his back and shot a Song soldier by the light of the fire. Then he clamped his horse's belly and prepared to charge up the hillside. The top was covered with darkness. It was unknown how many Song soldiers were waiting for them.
Lou Shi, like Wu Qimai, has no fear at all. From his rise in the white mountains and black waters of the North to the barren swamps, this edge is at its peak. Looking at the world, it seems that there is no force that can stop this ferocious force.
Strength ahead.
Suddenly, people around him exclaimed. Lou Shi turned around and saw that Wanyan Wu was begging for money and didn't know why. He was vomiting black blood and his face was like gold paper. After a while, he covered his chest and fell off the horse!
This surprise was no small matter. Everyone quickly got off their horses and surrounded him. They stretched out their hands and found that in this short period of time, they had stopped breathing. After the second king recovered from his illness, he had no major problems, except for occasional chest discomfort.
The thought of today's battle scared him to death?
In a hurry, the Jurchen generals didn't know how to deal with it. Now that the enemy was facing them, the general died unexpectedly. There was no arrow at all, and he was close to Wu Qimai. No one knew what the reason was.
Zong Han held Wu Qimai's body, screamed strangely, and shouted: "I want to protect Wu Qimai's body and rush out. This valley is full of weirdness. We have been fooled."
Now in the Jurchen army, he was regarded as the most important person. Zong Han stepped forward in time, and the generals had a backbone.
Yin Keshu grabbed Lou who was about to go to the room and said in a deep voice: "Last time, you were the queen. This time, let me be the queen."
The trumpet for withdrawing troops sounded. Although the Jurchen soldiers did not know why, their military discipline was very strict and they would be beheaded at every turn. When they heard the sound of the trumpet, they could only fight and retreat.
Yao Pingzhong was on the hillside, feeling quite strenuous. This battle was not as easy to fight as he had imagined. The outcome was still in doubt, but the Jurchens were about to withdraw their troops. Although he didn't know what happened, his instinct as a general made him
Drive the soldiers and press forward step by step, killing and injuring the Tatar soldiers and horses as much as possible.
Yin Keshu led seven of his subordinates, a total of less than 2,000 people, and stayed at the foot of the mountain. Lou Shi took Zong Han and rushed out of the valley. The huge rocks piled up along the way, so they could only climb up the side and go around.
OK. The war horse was now stripped of its thick armor and climbed over the foothills lightly.
At this time, in Zhuolu County outside the valley, a long dragon with torches was marching rapidly.
The elite Youyan Song Army, led by Yang Lin and Han Shizhong, are rushing to the entrance of Zhuolu Valley.