On the west side of Ma Yu Mountain, a group of Song Dynasty soldiers were mowing grass.
Ma Yu Mountain has lush vegetation. Once a fire strikes, the consequences of such a strong wind will be disastrous.
Han Shizhong and Zongze ordered a group of light cavalry to cut out an isolation zone.
Patting the sand on his body, Hu Yantong frowned and cursed a few times, hating the damn weather in his heart.
Suddenly, a group of short, stout armored men appeared in the distance. As soon as the two sides faced each other, they became tense.
When it was clear that there were not many enemies, all the soldiers screamed in excitement and looked at Hu Yantong.
Hu Yantong originally turned against Han Shizhong, and Han Shizhong suppressed him when reporting his merits. Hu Yantong's name was not on the credit books of hundreds of people.
As a result, Yang Lin saw the trick. Yang Lin knew about Hu Yantong's achievements and became furious. He wrote a letter to scold Han Shizhong, and then transferred Hu Yantong to the Beijing Camp New Army to take charge of his most trusted armed forces.
These people under him are all new troops in the Beijing camp. This is their first time against the Jurchen Tatars.
The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers refers to this kind of courage. The new army in the Beijing Camp has never been in contact with the Tatars. Seeing that they are each so short, and on their own side, they are all burly men, so they did not treat the Jurchen Tatars.
Keep it in mind.
Hu Yantong also knows that when encountering someone on a narrow road, the brave will win. Now that we have encountered someone, it is absolutely impossible to escape unscathed.
He shouted and took the lead to kill. The others mounted their horses, threw away their sickles, and charged with guns.
Hu Yantong pointed the big gun in his hand and said, "Kill them all!"
The Tatars only had more than a dozen riders, and they looked like sentry riders. When they saw the Song army charging at them, which was several times their size, they were not afraid and took the time to form a formation to meet the enemy.
When the sentinels from the two sides meet, it will be a life-and-death struggle. Everyone knows this.
But this time the Song people seemed to be not just sentry riders, but there were actually seventy or eighty of them, which greatly exceeded the Tatars' expectations.
Hu Yantong expected that they would flee, but he was dumbfounded as he watched the Tatars take the lead and charge towards them.
"Seeking death!" Hu Yantong roared angrily, tilted the barrel of his gun, and stabbed the Tatar at the front.
This Tatar's body was like a millstone, but he was extremely flexible. He was moving and dodging on horseback, and the meteor hammer in his hand had already hit him.
Hu Yantong almost lay on the horse's back, and felt a sense of surprise in his heart. If this Tatar's hands were longer, he would be beaten to the point where his brains would burst.
After he stood up, he no longer thrust, but swept across with his spear. The surprisingly elastic white wax rod barrel roared with a fierce wind, and hit the Tatar's body, knocking him off his horse.
Ordinary people would have vomited blood and died long ago if they suffered this. The Tatar was covered in armor, thicker and harder than wild boar skin. He stood up angrily, roared and jumped back on the horse again.
The hammer in his hand swung around again and hit the ear of another new soldier of the Song Dynasty. The whole head was almost smashed into a gourd shape from the ear. Although it was hit with a blunt instrument, the ear was a bloody mess.
, all the bones were broken, and he died immediately and could no longer die!
Hu Yantong's eyes were bloodshot, and his chest was so full of anger that he could burst out at any time!
He immediately stabbed with a spear, holding a spear in his arm, and stabbed him five or six times in a moment.
Although the Tatar was brave and brave, he was not agile enough. He was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the mouth, with the gun pointed out from the back of his head.
The weapons were flying and the iron hooves were being trampled. For a moment, several Tatars were like crazy, entangled with the Song army.
After all, they were outnumbered and the Jurchen Tatar soldiers were defeated one by one.
A Song soldier roared, picked up his hammer, and beat the head of the Tatar who was stabbed to death until the head was bloody and bloody.
The one who was killed was Brother Paoze, who had the best relationship with him. Hu Yantong looked around and saw that these elite new troops from the Beijing Camp, eighty of them, killed ten, and actually killed three of them, and several others were injured.
After returning to the camp, Hu Yantong went straight to Yang Lin's tent, opened the curtain and went in. He saw a group of people around Yang Lin, playing with a large canvas bag.
Hu Yantong stepped forward, cupped his fists and said: "Young Zai, I encountered some Jurchen Tatars in the west of Lingxi. They killed thirteen people and three brothers died."
Yang Lin pressed his hand, motioning to the people around him to pause, then frowned and asked, "How many people did you bring?"
"Eighty."
Yang Lin snorted coldly and looked very ugly. After all, the new army in the Beijing camp was his front.
After all, these people have never experienced real battlefield fighting, especially against opponents like the Jurchen Tatars. Given time, they will grow.
"When our sentinels encountered the Tatars, in the final analysis, they lost more than they won." Han Shizhong said from the side.
For someone like him, it would have been a complete disaster when he first met the party sentries.
But we can't expect every soldier to have Han Wu's abilities. After all, this is a general who is born to fight.
"If this thing works, we will save nearly a thousand sentries!" Yang Lin pointed at the canvas bag and said in a serious voice.
The canvas on the ground is the "ship" just made by Youyan's military preparation school building.
In fact, just like they call the fire kite a rocket, this spaceship is not a spaceship of later generations, but a device similar to a hot air balloon.
At its lower end, it was fixed with iron chains and tied to the military camp. Inside the basket-like container, people could fly into the sky.
People in the "basket" use a telescope to observe the enemy's situation around them through the small holes in the wall of the basket.
With this thing, at least during the day there is no need to place spies on various roads. And this thing is in the sky, telling you clearly that sneak attacks are useless!
The enemy situation in the Ma Yu Mountain area is clear at a glance, and there is no risk of being attacked or ambushed.
Once an outpost encounters someone, they will compete for their ability in individual field combat. This aspect is undoubtedly the strength of the Jurchen Tatars.
There is no need to compete with them here, Yang Lin quickly approved the large-scale use of "spaceships".
Each spacecraft is equipped with three telescopes and three spies.
The people in the military preparation school building shook their heads and said: "Young Master, this thing cannot be used for the time being."
"Why?" Yang Lin asked.
"The wind and sand are too strong!"
After sighing, Yang Lin knew that he was right. It was difficult to lift off stably in such a big wind and sand.
If we have such a sharp observation tool, we can only wait until the wind and sand stop before using it.
Han Shizhong smiled and said: "In such a windy and sandy environment, the Jurchens would not attack rashly. When it comes time to fight, it will not be too late to use them again."
Yang Lin was still very happy. After Yang Xue had been implemented for so long, he finally saw technological innovations in various fields.
Although there is no such thing as a sudden and dramatic change, the seeds have been planted and I don’t know when they will break out!