It was late autumn, and the temperature in Xiaoliang Mountain was pleasant. The colors of yellow and green were mixed up and down the mountain, and there were not many signs of decay. . Crowds have been pouring in from all over the mountains and plains.
The mighty army of 100,000 drowned everything that could be seen in the field of vision. In the valley, on the mountainside, and between the foothills, parallel army formations spread for more than ten miles. The scouts responsible for contacting and planning the route and the warriors sent by the Mangshan Ni people walked through the rugged roads, echoing the many nearby troops. Columns, adjusting the speed of waves of troops.
Due to the rugged terrain of Liangshan, it was impossible for an army of 100,000 to maintain a unified army since entering the mountain. In order to be safe, Lu Qiaoshan carefully planned, divided the Wuxiang army into six divisions, slowed down and moved forward. Every day, with the assistance of the scouts from the Mangshan Department, plan the itinerary and goals for the second day in detail. While stepping and riding to clear the way, the crossbow and artillery must follow closely to avoid any disconnection of the army formation at any time, so as to advance to the northeast of Jishan County with the most stable attitude and start the battle.
Although not fast, the posture is conservative. When the army of 100,000 advanced, the banners and flags like Lin swept across Liangshan, and the majestic might as if washing the ground still gave great confidence to the soldiers of the Mangshan tribe who came to meet them. The majesty of the upper kingdom of the Wu Dynasty is well-deserved, and the situation in Liangshan has finally ushered in another turning point since the death of the barbarian king of the Hengqing tribe.
Brother Lang and Lian Niang of the Mangshan Department, together with Lu Qiaoshan, immediately sent messengers to lobby the other Ni tribes. All these things were done in the first day or two, because after that, after several years of recuperation in Liangshan, the Huaxia Army, which had been in a shrinking state even though the Mangshan Division had been raging for a long time, was just after Ning Yi returned. On the second day after arriving and ascending, the assembly was completed, and then they rushed in the direction of Wuxiang's army.
In the past few years, there have been nearly 200,000 soldiers and civilians in Hedeng San County, including nearly 60,000 troops. Except for the elites who rushed to Xuzhou and the troops guarding the three counties, this time, a total of 24,300 troops were dispatched. Among them, the veterans who have experienced the Northwest War account for about a quarter.
Around the time of July 26, the black flag that stretched out appeared in Wuxiang's field of vision. An hour later, the hot air balloon took off and the battle started.
Black Flag main attack. Wuxiang army guard.
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boom! boom! boom!
A neat drum sounded on the foot of the mountain, and the figures spread forward and backward. In the mountains of Liangshan, groups and groups were waiting in formation, and in the field of vision, it almost extended to the other side of the sky.
There is a small outpost of the Huaxia Army on the mountain. Over the years, it has been set up to maintain the business road, and a platoon of soldiers is stationed there. Today, with the Huaxia Army's post as the center, the attacking troops are coming one after another, gathering and forming arrays along the foothills, slopes, and valleys. .
Mao Yishan was in an inconspicuous wasteland with low shrubs at the foot of the mountain, and he was training with his companions behind him. This Wu Rui camp soldier who grew up in Xia Village is in his thirties this year. He has a steady face, a body like an iron tower, rough skin on his hands, and calluses on his tiger's mouth. common traces.
As a sword and shield soldier, he still bears a heavy shield and holds a steel sword all these years. Seven or eight years ago, he, Luo Ye, Hou Wu, Qu Qing, Zhuo Yongqing and others faced the mighty Jurchen army god Wanyan Loushi in front of him and killed him in a battle at Xuanjiaao in the northwest. , made a great contribution. The five survivors of the war have experienced the bloody baptism of Xiaocanghe for several years, and now they have their own positions and positions in the Huaxia Army. Because of his solid and brave temperament, Mao Yishan was suitable for the front line but did not have outstanding leadership skills, so his promotion in the army was not fast. Up to now, he is leading a reinforcement battalion of the 1st Regiment of the Fifth Division of the Huaxia Army, with a total number of 400. Half of them are veterans and the rest of the recruits are mostly the remnants of the Western Army trained in the cruel environment of the Northwest.
So far, no one has been able to discover what is special about this battalion. Or in the eyes of the soldiers of the Wuxiang Army across the mountains and plains, the black flag in front of them is equally mysterious and terrifying.
"... I'll say it again. After the first shot was fired, we started to fight. Our target was Xiufeng Beiling on the opposite side. Don't rush to make a move. We took a step behind and avoided the explosion along the ditch on the side. You have the strength to rush forward, and Beiling is behind. There are cannonballs on the road. Don’t worry about it. If you encounter it, you will be bad luck. The Fifth Division will gather at Xiufeng, so don’t be afraid at all”
With his discus-like palm outstretched, Mao Yishan slowly repeated the steps of the battle. Rather than arranging tasks, he was reviewing the battle plan himself. When the words were finished, the second company commander had already spoken: "Boss, where is anyone afraid?" He turned around and smiled: "If you are afraid, say it first."
The drums on the mountain were heavy and slow, and someone in the back tapped the iron shield with a steel knife: "What a joke, there aren't many people there."
"It's like a hundred thousand."
"Hahaha, a lot."
A group of people were discussing this matter, and they laughed tacitly, Mao Yishan also grinned, and then raised his hand: "Okay, don't joke, remember all the tasks for me! Four years' time. Now, we killed Jurchen in the north, these guys hiding in the south treat us as soft persimmons. The Xiaocang River is gone, the northwest was killed and turned into a white land, my brothers, your relatives, were left there... It's time... Let them understand what is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."
The last sentence was roared from the deepest part of his throat. After speaking, Mao Yishan's eyes were slightly red, and he looked back at the army formation of Wuxiang's army.
The three-year battle of Xiao Canghe has passed, and now it can be said that it is heroic and generous, but the Jurchen elite attack, and the bloody battle with the millions of troops, now only those who have participated can understand the difficulties at the beginning.
Conflicts and guerrillas in the mountains, the persistence of the Xiaocang River and the subsequent burst of the embankment, the bloody battle to break through, and the successive battles in the northwest. What Mao Yishan can remember is the fallen figures around him, the blood on the battlefield and the hysterical roars. , I don’t know how many times I have been tired from falling down in the pile of corpses at any time, and I even struggled to climb out of the pile of rotten corpses, and finally managed to find the brigade of the Huaxia Army.
Closing his eyes and opening them again, what flows in front of his eyes is the hellish breath of blood and gunpowder. In the rear, after a tidy burst of drinking, it was already like Lin's murderous aura.
A hot air balloon rose in the sky, Mao Yishan's palm swayed by his side, and he pulled out the steel knife.
"Let's go," he said.
Noon has come.
The black flag spread and rushed down the foothills and across the valley. Soon, arrows and gunshots staggered past. The black flag charged the Wuxiang army, and launched an attack on the front lines of Changqing Gorge, Dawang Mountain, Xiufeng Pass and other places at the same time.
At this time, the scale of the Huaxia Army exposed on the offensive front was less than 10,000 people at first. But for the Wuxiang Army, who felt the offensive of the Huaxia Army for the first time, even the offensive on the scale of 10,000 people caused great pressure. The first hot air balloon rose from the southwest and drifted to the land bridge Yamamoto with the wind. Array, dropped explosive packs along the way. A part of the Huaxia Army even launched a formal attack on the direction of Luqiao Mountain. The mutual attack of the artillery shells broke up the dense formation that had always required infantry, and the terrain of Liangshan also made the Wuxiang Army's infantry lose its ranks on the plain. At this time, the soldiers of the Wuxiang Army were surprised to find that the veterans of the Huaxia Army were actually not afraid of the howling artillery. The artillery shells fluttered and exploded in the rugged mountains. The soldiers of the Huaxia Army scattered and charged, constantly hiding in the terrain. On the relatively broad terrain, the power of the artillery seemed to be powerful, but it was actually limited to the relatively scattered soldiers.
The soldiers of the Huaxia Army who rushed to the vicinity converged towards a point in a tacit understanding, and at the same time, their army formation had been scattered by a few artillery shells flying from the opposite side. The infantry was not allowed to retreat, and could only move forward under the order of military law. The soldiers on both sides collided, and then the other side slammed into the chaotic opening.
In the first round of confrontation, a small artillery position was rushed in by the Huaxia Army, and someone ignited the gunpowder, causing an astonishing explosion.
The disadvantage that appeared on the front line at the first moment of the confrontation was only a small problem that could be made up for Wuxiang's army. The one who was really frightened might be the leader of the Mangshan Department, Lang Ge, who had been urging the battle on Luqiaoshan's side. For a long time, the Mangshan Ni people have never seen the true power of the black flag. Even though he has been in trouble in the mountains for a long time, the Huaxia Army has always maintained a restrained attitude and will join forces with many Ni people to attack him. Therefore, when Wuxiang When the mighty army of 100,000 people heard that the black flag was coming and suddenly started to maintain a defensive posture, Brother Lang still had some doubts in his heart.
Especially when the Black Flag Army, which had dispatched a total of no more than 20,000 people, launched an outrageous attack on the Wuxiang Army, he once thought that the opponents were all crazy.
"It's not their intention... I'm going to prepare Hou Yi crossbow to shoot down the balloon from the sky." The modified bed crossbow specially designed to deal with hot air balloons defends the sky. Over the years, the study of gewu has emerged in Jiangning with the support of the prince. Finally, it has not been too dry. The transformation of crossbow air defense is not without results.
At a quarter of noon, the intentions of the Huaxia Army were initially displayed in front of Lu Qiaoshan.
Less than a quarter of an hour after the "comprehensive" attack of the less than 10,000 Huaxia Army, the Black Flag's attacking force launched an assault on the Xiufeng Pass.
After looking at the map twice in a row, Lu Qiaoshan reacted slightly. What appeared in front of him was a tactic that fell into the eyes of others and was so conceited that it was almost crazy, and perhaps it was also a tactic that truly belonged to the Black Flag Army.
At this time, the 100,000 Wuxiang army was inevitably divided into several shares in the Liangshan area. However, in order to avoid the divisional attack of the Black Flag Army, Lu Qiaoshan and others also deliberately strengthened the echoes between the various ministries. The army of 100,000 is now extending in the northwest and southeast directions. Although the scattered divisions each have a certain response time, in theory, they are still a relatively complete whole.
The Xiufeng Pass is a relatively flat passage connected by two small mountain ranges. It can be regarded as a dividing line among the army, but in the field of "common sense", this line is of little significance. The situation was divided into two parts, but even so, there were about 70,000 people on the Luqiao Mountain side and 30,000 people on the other end of the Xiufeng Pass. Dividing 30,000 out of 100,000 people is also a complete army.
However... Lu Qiaoshan remembered Ning Yi's attitude a few days ago.
"I beg you, give them a way to live..."
"… There's a war."
That simple attitude turned into a simple attack today.
"Stop at all costs... Take back Xiufeng Pass! Immediately send people over and let Chen Yuguang and the others stand me up! Don't ask for merit! Just stand up!"
Lu Qiaoshan issued an order. At this time, Xiufeng Pass was still struggling to support the last section of Beiling. At the same time, in the mountains on the other side of Xiufeng Pass, far away from where one could even look directly, the battle began.
The 15,000 Huaxia Army was divided into three groups and rushed towards the more than 30,000 people led by general Chen Yuguang and others. Chen Yuguang and other generals immediately took a defensive posture. At the same time, Lu Qiaoshan led his troops to launch a frantic competition for Xiufeng Pass, and all the artillery was concentrated towards Xiufeng Pass. On the high ground, the Chinese soldiers who rushed to Xiufeng were also frantically digging trenches and arranging iron cannons according to the terrain in the mountains.
The tragic attack and defense started from this moment and lasted for an entire afternoon. The pervasive gunpowder and bloody smell stretched for more than ten miles, floating in the mountains of Liangshan...