Jin Wushu's gaze crossed the seven wide and large pontoons across Yingshui, and looked at the Great Song Army Formation that was already under the city of Shunchang at this time. A hint of surprise flashed across his face. Look.
In addition to listing semi-active defensive structures such as Jumamu, the infantry's ability to resist the impact of the horse army can only rely on the infantry to exert their collective advantage and gather together.
Therefore, the Song Army originally had to line up every battle. Although they were often ridiculed as pedantic, everyone who knew the soldiers understood that this was almost the only way.
However, at present, this army of the Song Dynasty is not like the integrated defensive formation that used crossbows and long weapons as its main weapons.
Although they faintly stood in a certain position, in the eyes of Jin Wushu, they appeared to be irregular and rather scattered. They seemed to be a team of three, each working on their own.
What's more, with Jin Wushu's eyesight, it can be seen at a glance that the number of the Song army is no more than 7,000.
The infantry against the Majun should have a certain advantage in number, or at least part of the number, otherwise it will be difficult to stop.
Although Yue Fei had a record of smashing 15,000 "kidney horses" with 5,000 knives under the city of Shi Shi, Jin Wushu knew that this was already the maximum limit that could be achieved by breaking the horse with one step.
Moreover, these five thousand swordsmen must lean under their horses, while avoiding being trampled by the cavalry, use the swords in their hands to break the horseshoes, martial arts, courage, vision, and speed are indispensable.
He never believed that the current supervising general could retrain such an army in a short period of time.
Moreover, as far as he could see, the Great Song army on the other side was clearly holding heavy axe, spear, meteor hammer and other heavy-duty long-range attack weapons, and it didn't look like it was going to fight personally.
It's just that, he really couldn't understand, how could he be able to withstand the impact of his invincible big golden cavalry with such manpower and such a battlefield of the Da Song army on the other side
How could the supervising general who was able to defeat his own invincible 15,000 "Iron Futu" army with fifty people, how could he set up such a battle that seemed unbearable to his own iron hoof
"Huh... Huh..."
The wind was strong by the river, making my face hurt.
Hundreds of thousands of troops have already slowly marched on the banks of Yingshui.
These hundreds of thousands of golden and iron knights are all battle-tested troops. Although they are already sweating through heavy armor under this scorching sun, no one makes a sound, just the armored man under them. The war rider paused for a while, but they all began to kick their feet impatiently and rattle their noses, making the knights have to whisper around.
"Uncle Si Wang..." Wan Yan Yong, who rode his horse, immediately bowed to him. Although he didn't dare to speak out, Jin Wushu already understood the anxiety in his words.
The Supervisor of the Song Dynasty not only added these seven pontoons on top of Yingshui that are suitable for his troops to move, even at the expense of his own position, retreated from the bank of Yingshui that should have been heavily guarded, and only lined up under Shunchang , It seemed that he had put up a pattern to confront him upright and upright.
What kind of proud confidence is this
Jin Wushu couldn't help but rise up for the Song Jianjun who had never met before, and he had no blood boiled over for a long time.
In that case...
He raised his hand and pointed at the ancient city not far away, shouting loudly: "The left wing of the former army goes first, let your horses step through the gate of Shunchang City!"
Jin Wushu looked at the iron cavalry that rushed out, his eyes flashed with excitement and bloodthirsty expression.
Great Song Supervisor...
The descendants of Bucuriyongshun, never evade anyone's challenge!
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The Majun generals lying in the mountains and forests could even hear the heavy drums of war faintly.
Liu Dashun, who trained Ma Jun's archery skills with Liu Zifang, is now standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
Although it was difficult to see the situation of Shunchang City under the cover of the mountains, their eyes were still fixed in that direction.
There was the sound of war drums, and several dull light sounds resounded in the forest.
Liu Zifang turned around and glared at the soldiers displeasedly.
All the horses have bound their mouths with their chewing mouths, and the hoofs are covered with a thick soft cloth, so as not to make any noise, so as not to be discovered by the scouts of the Golden Army.
It’s just that this horse army is almost entirely composed of the horse army sergeants originally brought out by Liu Zifang. Since its establishment, they have always used frontal assaults and strong breaks as their only tactics. At this time, the drums of war began to sound. The sergeants passing through the battlefield are eagerly excited and eager to move.
Liu Dashun frowned slightly: "It seems that the big guys are looking forward to drinking the golden dog's blood earlier. I really don't know how long to wait."
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Liu Zifang's mouth: "Alright! Soon!"
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"Ho... Ho... Ho..." Ma Jun, the left-wing front team who ran across the pontoon above Yingshui, did not find any abnormalities as expected.
They rounded up their formation a little, then waved their weapons and rushed towards the Great Song Army formation where Chen Bing was under the city of Shunchang.
The sun is shining.
The people and horses in armors were sweating profusely, and a faint white vapor was evaporated, but they did not affect their excitement in the slightest.
There is something that can excite them more than the upcoming bloody battle.
They stuck out their tongues and licked the sweat from their lips, but it was as if they tasted the smell of blood.
Ma Yi was anxious.
The thunderous hooves and the shining blades of the cold light make people no doubt that this army will be able to flatten and smash all the obstacles that are in front of them.
It's just that for some reason, the Jin Wushu whose eyes have been fixed on the horse army, as the horse army and the Song army approached the battlefield, the feeling of danger in the heart became more and more intense.
Ten feet... Eight feet... Five feet...
As the Majun battle cavalry approached the Great Song Army formation, those Great Song sergeants also began to seem to be a little slow but they still moved according to certain rules.
Jin Wushu's pupils shrank suddenly.
He finally understood where the dangerous feeling in his heart came from.
Compared to the constant yelling and shouting on his side, the group of great Song sergeants did not make any sound from beginning to end.
Even when they were moving, they were actually like ghosts.
But this kind of silence reveals a pressure that makes people feel extremely suffocating.
On the battlefield, there are few sergeants confronting each other without shouting,
This is burning one's own blood, raising one's strength to the maximum limit, and at the same time, it can also make people in this semi-mad state temporarily forget the imminent danger, so as to be fearless and brave to kill.
Therefore, the situation of the Song Dynasty sergeant is absolutely abnormal.
Among the more than 7,000 people, none of them was ignited by the coming battle and shouted wildly.
That can only prove one thing!
It is that they have absolute control and grasp of the upcoming battle!
But how is this possible
The first group of knights have already rushed straight to the front of the Great Song Army, with a long sword in their hands pointing straight, and with the forward momentum of the horse, swinging at the head of the Great Song Sergeant who is only wearing thin armor .
The Great Song sergeant at the moment seemed to be unaware of the oncoming sword, until the golden army rushed towards him, Fang raised the spear in his hand, and slanted at the golden knight’s head at an incredibly fast speed. Covered with his head and face, only two eyes were exposed.
The Golden Knight discovered at this time that the spear held by the Great Song Sergeant was several times longer than the spear normally used in battle.
Such a long spear can only make some simple stabbing actions, and cannot be used flexibly at all, so it is used in battle, and it is a dead end.
However, within this short distance, coupled with the swift speed of the war horse, the simple diagonal pick of the Great Song Sergeant made the golden knight almost inevitable.
If you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it.
The golden knight had been in battle for a long time and had rich experience. Instead, he urged the horse even more, and the long sword in his hand remained unchanged, and he slashed directly at the Song Army in front of him.
The spear was everywhere, and the golden knight's iron pocket fell in response. However, as soon as the horse was cast away, the long knife in the knight's hand was faintly pointed at the neck of the Great Song Sergeant in front of the horse.
The Great Song sergeant was still standing there, as quiet as a lifeless statue.
However, the two Great Song Sergeants behind him moved.
Move like a rabbit.
It wasn't until their swords that the Great Song knight found out that the heavy axe and hammer in their hands were actually several times longer than the normal swords.
The heavy axe simply slashed, but it cut off the right arm of the golden knight holding the sword without any hindrance.
But where the heavy hammer was hit, the head of the golden knight had already been lost, and it shattered like a watermelon.
The knight's body hung softly upside down on the horse.
The horse that had lost control screamed in exclamation and rushed towards the cavalry nearby, causing a burst of chaos.
The Great Song Sergeant armed with a spear had already done the same and killed several Jurchen cavalry who were close to him.
Those 7,000 sergeants of the Great Song Dynasty rushed to the left and cut right in a row. It seemed that they had divided the Jinren’s 10,000 soldiers on the left-wing front army into pieces and responded to each other. On the contrary, they seemed to be the Jinren’s cavalry. Wrapped in generally.
Large swaths of blood continue to stain the loess beneath the feet.
There was a hint of chill in Jin Wushu's eyes.
What a terrible formation!
Such as terrible killing skills!
Such as the terrible Song Jianjun!
Weapon blades that grow unreasonably long, are so short that they cannot be dodged, and are so simple that they cannot be turned around. Under the cooperation of each other, they have formed the most powerful formation.
No wonder they never set up any defensive formations at all. They didn't think of defense at all, but ruthless lore.
It's just that it's not this weird idea that really shocked Jin Wushu.
For the exercise of this long-handled weapon movement, it is difficult to match the three people in a row without gaps, but it is not enough to make Jin Wushu such fierce generals heart.
He was shocked because he deeply understood that the most difficult part to put in such a formation did not lie in the training of these killing skills.
With the sword and axe almost in the distance, he couldn't have any thoughts of fear and dodge, and he still had to strictly make a fixed movement that had been trained thousands of times without any harshness.
This not only requires complete trust in the comrades who rescued oneself, but also an iron will to completely put life and death out of control.
Soldiers of this quality are not difficult to become fierce generals in any army.
However, there were more than 7,000 soldiers in front of the Song Dynasty sergeant.
Jin Wushu understands in his heart that if this kind of trust is not derived from friendship, it can only be derived from worship.
Given the number of these Da Song sergeants in front of them, it is impossible for them to have such deep friendship with each other.
So that kind of trust without hesitation can almost only be based on the absolute confidence and worship of the Great Song Supervisor who worked out such a tactic.
What a terrible person is this Da Song's supervising army general? !
And what kind of soldiers did he bring out? !
Are these Han'er sergeants not afraid of death? !
At this time, the right wing of the former army, who had already crossed the pontoon bridge, had already completed the formation. Under the command of Wan Yanyong, the horses were rushed to rush towards the Great Song Army formation under the city of Shunchang.
The Song Army, which was under increased pressure, did not retreat but instead advanced, and directly faced the flaccid Golden Cavalry battle formation.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
After a long period of suppression, the roar that finally burst out, even the slacking horses of the golden cavalry could not help but be in a hurry. Some of the horses standing on the shore and crossing the bridge couldn't help but stepped in disorder and fell into turbulence. In the Yingshui.
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Wang Gui raised his face and seemed to smell the murderous intent that filled the air outside Shunchang dozens of miles away.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of anxiety in his heart.
He will never forget the blood-stained dusk in Fenzhou City eleven years ago.
At this time, the person he wanted to kill was under the city of Shunchang, dozens of miles away.
However, he couldn't rush to die with him.
What's more, this is not the only thing that makes him anxious.
The situation in front of him seemed to be a little different from what the emperor had expected.
Jin Wushu did not bypass Shunchang as expected and took the city of Shuzhou where the emperor's official family was located.
At present, the main force of Jin Wushu's army is under Shunchang city, but the emperor's commander took him with him, separated 20,000 elites, and guarded this small town of Shuzhou.
One piece of chess is wrong, and all the games are lost.
If Jin Wushu's army attacked and the insufficient strength of Shunchang City, would it really be able to withstand the impact of the golden cavalry
"Be careful... this way..." Several commanding military junior colleges instructed Ding Zhuang, who had voluntarily stayed in the city, and lifted the door panels, car frames, etc., onto the city wall to reinforce the barrier.
There are even more Ding Zhuangs outside the city. They are doing all kinds of preparations that make him feel a little inexplicable, as ordered by the emperor.
Wang Gui frowned.
He really didn't know what he could do if he stayed here
"Why? Are you in a hurry to kill the enemy?" Zhao Kuangyin, who was standing on the wall with his hand, turned his face, saw Wang Gui's expression, and asked with a smile.
Wang Gui hesitated for a moment, but he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the final general thought that since Jin Wushu's main force is pointing directly at Shunchang City, should we also..."
"Don't worry," Zhao Kuangyin shook his head and smiled: "There will be a battle for you!"
His gaze crossed the mountains and forests, looking into the vast distance, with a strong and confident smile on his face: "On the other side of this mountain, I have already felt the horseshoes of the Jurchen marching."