Huge battles come suddenly. △
In the thirteenth year of Jinghan, the battle that broke out on the night of September 24, for Ning Yi, was also a huge mess that couldn't be figured out. Of course, this is also because the things he is in charge of have not penetrated into the upper levels of the military of the Wu Dynasty. Even if there is intelligence from the Secret Investigation Division and Qin Shaoqian's ventilation, the information that Ning Yi knows about the overall situation of the war is still rough. , led by Yao Pingzhong's own army of 30,000 Yaojia troops led the attack on the camp, and then surrounded by more than 200,000 troops near Bianliang to complete a major battle.
With an army of more than 200,000 people, the entire ecosystem is vast and gigantic. Being in it, Ning Yi could only identify many things by numbers. If it was pushed to the front, the tens of thousands of Wu Rui Battalion soldiers who began to pull out when night fell was like a mighty river. More than 20 carts in charge of Ning Yi were in the back of the team, and they were carrying hundreds of elm cannons that were in a usable state. Watch the development of the war.
In fact, more than a hundred elm cannons played a very small role in such a large battle involving hundreds of thousands of people. What Ning Yi valued more was the power that these cannons could really exert in actual combat.
The development of the same weapon always has to go through such and such trials and running-in. It has been two years since he made the elm cannon, and he has used it once or twice, but those are all small troubles, and he really wants to improve it. After all, it still has to go through this kind of tempering - this is the original intention.
Around Bianliang, the townships where Wu Rui and Wuwei are stationed are twenty or thirty miles away from Moutuogang. The speed of the march is not slow. If everything goes well, the entire Moutuogang can be completely swept away from midnight to early morning, even if Yao Pingzhong's Western Army loses, the entire army formation. Can also be connected.
Even though the Jurchen East Route Army headed straight to Bianliang, but at this time, everyone still has confidence and fantasy about this battle. On the one hand, it is because they have to have confidence. On the other hand, they also feel that no matter how bad they are, the soldiers of the Wu Dynasty will not be reduced to the level of being completely unbearable. Even if the sneak attack fails, the army of more than 200,000 will fight with them, and it is not without a chance of winning.
After all, the enemy hit the city of Bianliang. It can only sink the boat, hoping to win.
However, with an omniscient perspective, it can be seen. Just when the 200,000 troops were still on the way, near Mutuogang, the first round of killing had already begun. Under the dark sky, tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalrymen started to charge back and forth around Yao Pingzhong's nearly 30,000 people. . The battle formation of Yao's army was defeated in the first time, and flames and blood bloomed in the field. The Jurchen cavalry plowed blood plows in the crowd, frantically tearing apart all the formed troops.
At the same time, the remaining 40,000 Jurchen cavalry in Moutuogang were divided into nine routes, spreading radially to the northeast and southeast. In this direction, the 200,000 troops of the Wu Dynasty were ignorant. Attacked.
At the front line of the war, Yao Pingzhong chose to flee for the first time, but the direction he chose was not Bianliang City, but the direction west of Bianliang, and he has since withdrawn from the stage of history. According to wild history. After he was defeated, he ran for more than 700 li overnight, and finally became a Taoist priest on Mount Huashan. There is no official history.
After the 30,000 Yao family troops who were thrown away were defeated by the entire establishment, they were slaughtered by the Jurchen infantry who came after him, and the more than 10,000 Jurchen elite cavalry who defeated him turned their heads and chased eastward under the leadership of the general Shu Lisu. reinforce.
The wind and the clouds turned ominous in the sky...
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"I always think... there is something wrong." As tens of thousands of people marched forward, Zhu Biao rode beside the cart and said in a low voice.
The light of the torches was sparse, extending little by little into the distance. The array of tens of thousands of people seemed mysterious and quiet in this marching atmosphere. deeper.
"Don't be a crow's mouth." Ning Yi raised his head from the horse, "Even if there is a problem, what can you do?"
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Wu Ruiying marched several miles ahead of the formation, and in the dark, the scout rode forward.
Night birds fly from the sky.
One knight reined in the reins and listened attentively, while the other knight looked up to the sky, then jumped off his horse, and was about to lie down on the ground, with his ears attached to the ground, when a sudden noise came.
"Be careful!" A low and short shout, for these scouts, even at the most critical moment, they can't shout loudly, but with this low shout, the war horses attacked. The Jurchen knight rushed over and slashed with a steel knife.
"Wow—" In the sharp and fierce shout, the swords slashed together, sparks burst out in the darkness, the scout on the ground suddenly drew his sword and jumped out, and another Jurchen cavalry rushed over with a sword. where he was just now. There are two scouts in Wu Rui Camp and three Jurchen scouts.
"kill!"
"Walk!"
In the darkness, there was another low shout of rushing and fighting, and the war horses ran fast in a small area, circling each other. The Wu Rui camp scout who was already on the horse galloped on his horse, and a Jurchen cavalry was about to kill from the side. The Wu Rui camp scout on the ground rushed over and flew up. Jurchen's steel knife slashed into his body, and he also cut the The Jurchen tumbled to the ground.
"Walk!"
The injured scout shouted again, got up from the ground, and faced the rushing Jurchen warhorse. The Jurchen cavalry who was pulled down by him rolled up and slashed him again. The Jurchen warhorse knocked him out, and he was in After tumbling a few times on the ground, he stumbled to his feet immediately, and then was knocked to the ground again.
The scout's hooves galloped, and the fallen figure was quickly drowned in the darkness behind.
The chase of the first and last three met the other scouts on this field for a while, and then changed into a small-scale fight.
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In the army formation of tens of thousands of people, it is not difficult to realize the sudden change of atmosphere. Whether it is commotion or panic, as long as it happens, it will sweep away like a ripple in a short time, but not many people know what happened.
This kind of atmosphere changes. In fact, there are also true and false, especially at night, when there is a slight disturbance and the army is not strictly disciplined, it may blow up the camp due to a chain reaction. In wartime, the military marshals are extremely sensitive to this sort of thing. That's why, even though everyone felt some incongruous atmosphere, everyone was still walking forward, watching quietly and nervously.
"What's the matter?" Ning Yi climbed onto the roof of the car and looked into the distance. On the edge of the stretch of army formation, there were vaguely cavalry troopers galloping with orders, "Zhu Biao, go and ask."
"Okay." Zhu Biao tightened the reins. He rode his horse to the side, and shortly after he left, the sound of war horns sounded, and someone shouted: "Array."
"The Jurchen is here." Someone was saying this, but when things developed here, even if they didn't say it, everyone could probably understand what happened, and the army formations next to them quickly sorted out. Sophisticated, high-pitched commands, the footsteps of tens of thousands. It spreads like a tide in the dark night, and soon, someone dashes over.
"Young Master Ning." That was one of Qin Shaoqian's personal soldiers, and he also knew Ning Yi. Ning Yi handed over: "How's it going?"
"The Jurchen is here, and it's coming too fast. General Qin asked you to wait for the opportunity. If you can't do anything, go back quickly with these things, and don't let them all be damaged here."
"What's coming too fast, how fast?" Ning Yi quickly turned to the subordinate beside him. "Is there anything nearby that can be used as a sniper point, hurry up and find out..."
Before the words were finished, far away, on the other side of the hill, a dark shadow spread up with a little fire.
It was the Jurchen cavalry. In the darkness of the night, hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen rushed here, with a little fire, but after a while, the light spread out, and the cavalry ignited in the gallop. Arrows wrapped in tarcloth. In front of the Wu Rui Battalion, hundreds of people shouted in unison: "Formation—" This neat sound shook the entire night sky in an instant. Thousands of infantrymen huddled together on the field, with their shields raised and their spears raised. Like Lin, the archer took up his longbow, and then, in the formation, there was another chorus of the second formation: "Make formation—" and then the third formation.
In the training of Wu Rui Battalion, when it comes to the overall quality of the soldiers, the soldiers of the Wu Dynasty are not unusable, but under Qin Shaoqian, there will always be thousands of usable soldiers. In addition to the more than 1,000 people trained by Ning Yi in Dulonggang, these people may not be able to fight against the sky. However, Qin Shaoqian divided them into three parts, and with this kind of neat shouts during battle, the entire battle formation was driven. Morale is not useless. After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to know how much the difference between thousands of people and tens of thousands of people.
Thousands of people drink in unison like this, which is enough to give tens of thousands of people a symbol of "unity".
Arrows like locusts swept across the night sky.
There was not much psychological preparation. After the Jurchen cavalry shot the rocket, facing the same rain of arrows, they had no intention of slowing down. At the front of the Wu Rui battalion, the infantrymen tightened their horses and were already crowded. In a large area of ventilation, on the side of the army formation, the two thousand cavalry of the Wu Rui battalion are also mobilizing quickly.
In the past, the army of the Wu Dynasty had a 70-80% win rate against the Jurchen cavalry. Facing the iron barrel-like defense, after the first round of archery, the Jurchen cavalry had to circle to the side to keep a distance. But on this night, nothing happened as expected, and Ning Yi, who was standing on the roof of the car, did not fully expect this. Even if he knew something about war, he was not familiar with it after all. But as Qin Shaoqian, he may have been aware of these things, so he asked his personal guard to come over and issue an order.
An army formation of tens of thousands of people stretched forward, and further afield, the Jurchen cavalry rushed through the so-called "land of a arrow". These cavalrymen in leather jackets and long-tailed felt hats were running and threw hooks at each other. They quickly hung these hooks on their saddles, and the few cavalrymen who were hit by arrows had already was left behind the brigade.
The distance between the two sides is already so close that there is no chance for either side to shoot arrows.
Everyone pulled out their steel knives, drank violently, and their eyes were flushed with blood. Thousands of Jurchen elite riders, in an array of several or ten riders, connected each other and rushed straight to the Wu Rui camp. Front of the team.
At this moment, no one can step back.
Among Jurchen's tactics, the tactics of flanking and attacking, preserving one's own strength, and seeking for the opponent's flaws are called kidnappers. On the chess board, the setting that horses always turn around, probably came from here. And when they really made up their minds to go head-to-head, the war horses collide with each other to fully unfold the momentum of the dozens of cavalry, which is a chain horse.
In this situation, even if there are people in the battle formation who are greedy for life and fear of death, or even a horse who is greedy for life and fears death, there is no possibility of retreating at all.
During the battle, Qin Shaoqian widened his eyes and waved his hand violently: "Kill!"
In the front row, the soldiers who were squeezed in the front line were all stomping on horses, holding swords and shields, and watching the cavalry team that was quickly crushing, they let out hysterical roars, and they were about to split.
"kill-"
"kill-"
"kill-"
Three neat shouts rang out in the front, middle, and rear columns of the military formation, one wave after another.
The distance of war is reduced to zero.
With a bang, the horse team rushed into the dense array of infantry, one team after another, like crazy pile drivers, constantly ramming into the army of the Wu Dynasty. Thousands of sword lights danced on the front line, blood burst and splashed, war horses and people all smashed into flesh on this crazy front, and the cavalry on the war horse rushed into the dense crowd with their swords. The entire war, at the moment of this confrontation, rose to the most tragic level.
Qin Shaoqian commanded the troops to rush up quickly, and the horse team also rushed forward. He also wanted to leave some fresh troops, but at this moment, all reservations are meaningless. Retaining any power is just to kill.
As a senior general of the Wu Dynasty, he at least understood one thing. Usually, the victory rate of the Wu Dynasty army against the Jurchen is a meaningless joke. Only when the Jurchen launches a series of horses rushing in like this can they truly accept the test and torture, that is: when the Jurchen really starts a frontal battle regardless of the consequences, who can stop this army and destroy the entire Liao Kingdom the brutal army.
Jurchen is dissatisfied with ten thousand, full of ten thousand invincible.
The cavalry and the infantry all rushed together. The three chorus that Qin Shaoqian had arranged earlier also played a role in boosting morale, as if it had put a tough shell on the Wu Rui camp, blocking the front of the Jurchen.
At least… blocked for a while.
Soon after, the Wu Rui army collapsed across the board.
On the same night, in other directions of the field outside Bianliang City, the other armies suffered the same fate. (Please search for floating astronomy, better and faster!