The Song army was approaching Ma Yu Mountain, and the Jin army camp must have gotten wind of it.
Both parties were very thorough in detecting intelligence, and Jurchen sentinels were spread all over the mountains and rivers.
From time to time, there will be situations where sentinels from two parties encounter each other. Whenever they meet, it will be a life-and-death bloody battle.
Before the war began, sporadic fighting continued over and over again on this land.
The main forces of both sides are all restraining themselves, waiting for their opponents to reveal their trump cards first.
Under this surface calm, both sides are preparing frantically, eager to make every detail the best to prepare for the next battle.
Food, armor, weapons, equipment... were piled up like mountains. Whether it was the Song Dynasty or the Jin Dynasty, there was enough volume to support this fierce battle.
The Jurchens who inherited all the family wealth of Daliao, coupled with the day and night forging in the Bohai workshop, there is actually no difference in weapons.
Even in some forging techniques and materials, they were superior to those of the Song Dynasty, especially the Jurchens' Liaodong horses, which were far superior to the Mongolian horses commonly used by the Song army.
These Liaodong horses, which are much larger than ordinary war horses, are covered with armor and can still charge quickly. Combined with the thick leather armor of the Jurchen Tatars, they become "invulnerable" iron lumps on the battlefield.
Ordinary young and strong warriors would have a hard time wearing a layer of armor.
But the Jurchen Tatars, wrapped in three layers of clothing, wielded their weapons as if they were not affected. This was their special skill that allowed them to overthrow the Liao Dynasty.
At the foot of Ma Yu Mountain, Yang Lin ordered the camp to be set up, and then took people directly to Han Shizhong's camp.
Han Shizhong has been stationed here for more than a month, and the fortifications have been initially completed.
Upon hearing the arrival of Yang Lin and others, Han Shizhong hurried out to greet them. Yang Lin secretly observed that Han Shizhong's method of building a stronghold was different from Zongze's.
Zongze's soldiers followed the art of war completely, while Han Shizhong's camp was more practical and looked less orderly.
Zongze was a master at training troops, and his soldiers obeyed orders without hesitation. Han Shizhong was a ruffian, and there were some traces of laxity in the camp.
From a distance, Han Shizhong stretched out his hand and walked quickly, with a smile on his face like a flower.
Yang Lin slapped his hand away angrily and said: "Han Wu, I have guarded the Great Wall for a year. Thank you for your hard work. The court has not forgotten you."
Han Shizhong secretly thought that as long as he kept his position as deputy privy envoy and went to Bianliang to enjoy the blessings, it would be better than anything else.
Although he cursed in his heart, he did not dare to say it with his mouth. He said with a smile: "I am a straight military man from South Korea. I can't speak. I only know that dying for Shao Zai is nothing, let alone fighting."
"You still can't speak? How are you being humbled? Are you ready?" Yang Lin asked as he walked away.
"Don't worry, Young Master, this battle will be won." Han Shizhong thought to himself, since you were forced to issue a military order anyway, it's better to say it in full.
If you lose and lose your life, who cares whether you have played or not, so you beat your chest and spoke loud and unambiguous words.
Yang Lin felt happy in his heart. The frontline warriors were so confident. It seemed that the winning rate was very high.
After entering the big tent, Yang Lin first glanced at the sand table in the middle, which marked the location of the Song Army.
Yang Lin took a cursory glance and was about to ask for details when suddenly there was a chaotic noise outside and the sound of howling wind.
Everyone in the tent, including Yang Lin, pulled out the swords hanging from their waists and rushed out of the tent.
A strong wind blew, almost blowing people away, and filled the sky with sand, causing Yang Lin to close his eyes.
"Young Zai, it doesn't matter, it's a strong wind!"
Han Shizhong dragged him back to the tent, spat a few mouthfuls of saliva filled with sand, and said: "Young Zai, at the turn of spring and summer here, there are often strong winds blowing. In the past, the wind often blew over the camp, but it has stopped in the past few days.
It's been a while, but I never thought it would blow again today."
Yang Lin felt uncomfortable in his heart. He had learned from Senior Wang Mang's mistakes and had to pay attention to all natural disasters.
Traveling through time and changing the course of history is going against the will of heaven, and there may really be some disaster.
Wang Mang's death was so unjust. Even thousands of years later, meteorites falling from the sky will not be resisted by human beings.
When Zongze saw that Yang Lin was silent, he thought he was frightened. He was afraid that the Taoist leader would do the same thing as the late emperor Zhao Ji, who delayed military affairs due to natural disasters. He quickly said: "At the turn of spring and summer in the north, people often
There is a strong wind, this is an ordinary celestial phenomenon, so please do not worry about it."
Everyone in the tent was dusting themselves off, but Yang Lin remained motionless, thinking about setting up an altar to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.
He didn't hear Zongze's words clearly at all. He only knew that this man seemed to have said something.
Yang Lin nodded casually and agreed: "I understand, don't panic, everyone. Even if the wind is strong, it will blow me away, and it will be equally uncomfortable for the Tatars."
At this time, the sky above the head of Ma Yu Mountain was gray-yellow, and the strong wind was like a huge wave, rushing toward a group of cavalry walking slowly in the wind and sand.
A strong wind blew from behind, and the bright red helmet tassels flew in the wind. The fine iron helmet was rustled by the sand and stones, and the golden back armor also crackled.
The scenery more than ten steps away was blurred in the dust.
Yao Pingzhong stood in the wind holding the spear in his hand, his eyes had to be squinted.
"You are a thief, you are a thief, you are a thief of Tatars, you are a thief of God!" Yao Pingzhong cursed three times in a row before turning around and ordering the withdrawal of troops.
I got the news in advance about this battle and ambushed a Tatar grain transport team, but I didn't expect to be stopped by the wind and sand.
In this kind of weather, I didn't dare to pursue him without authorization, for fear of being ambushed by Lou Shi.
Fortunately, they all have iron armor on their bodies, so they are not afraid of being injured by sand and gravel.
Just a few years ago, the Western Army could not muster so many armors.
The cavalry in iron armor are all the best among the best. They are always guarding the commander and will not be taken out until the last moment.
Now, the standard equipment of the entire Western Army is two sets of armor.
The weapons in hand are all readily available, and there is no shortage of pay and money. Being a soldier is enough to support a family. You don't have to think about anything else every day. You can just practice in your spare time and fight in war.
Even the elite Western Army in the past has made great progress now. It is a small number that can fight the Jurchen Tatars in a field battle with a balanced number of people.
Yao Pingzhong returned to the camp with a gloomy face and covered with yellow sand. Immediately, a soldier came forward and said: "General, the young master is here. He is at Han Shizhong's camp in Ma Men Mountain."
When Yao Pingzhong heard this, he quickly asked: "Who did he come with, my mentor? Wu Jie or Liu Qi?"
"It's Zongze. Liu Qi seems to have arrived too. General Wu Jie is still in the Baiyu River area."
Yao Pingzhong clapped his hands, wiped his gray face, and said: "After waiting for so long, I have long been tired of small fights, and finally the fight is about to begin! A certain person wants to beat Wanyan Lou's house until she throws away her armor and body.
Wan Duan!"
ps: Congratulations to Xiaoxingxingi for becoming the leader of the alliance. There is another alliance leader. More updates will be added.