Pang Ji sat in a small shop closest to the city gate, the window was open, he took a glass of wine and sipped slowly, Han Qi and Wen Yanbo sat opposite him, holding a glass of warm wine across a small table.

The wine was not good, and it was even a little turbid, but the interest of the three of them was not in the wine, and they all set their eyes on the beams.

In 391 BC, Wei defeated the Chu army at Yiyi and Yuguan, and Wei occupied the Daliang region from then on. After that, Tongguò's war against the Chu State successively occupied the vast land south of the Yellow River, laying the foundation for the later relocation of the capital to Daliang.

Since the territory of Wei was mainly in the eastern part of present-day Shanxi, in the southwestern part of present-day Shanxi, and in the area of Hanoi in the northern and central part of present-day Henan, the eastern and western parts were dumbbell-shaped. Anyi is in the west of the Wei State, too far away from the east, through the Shangdang to the east, rugged and mountainous, inconvenient transportation. Therefore, Anyi was not only inconvenient for controlling the eastern princes, but also for ruling the eastern regions. If there were another incident like the one in the first year of King Hui of Wei, Han and Zhao would easily capture Shangdang, cut off the connection between the east and west of Wei, and make Anyi surrounded by Han, Zhao, and Qin. In addition, in 340 BC, Gongsun Ying took advantage of the fact that the 100,000 troops of Wei were ambushed by Sun Bin in Maling, and personally led his troops to attack Wei until Anyi, the capital of Wei, forcing Wei to make peace with Qin.

Under such a form, in order to avoid the sharp edge of the strong Qin, the king of Wei Hui maintained and consolidated the hegemony of the Wei state, and in order to facilitate the rule of the eastern region, he strengthened his control over the eastern princes. Therefore, on the third day of the fourth month of the summer of 364 B.C., King Wei Hui moved the capital from Anyi in the south of present-day Shanxi to Daliang in the east of present-day Henan. That is, the current Kaifeng City.

However, Daliang City has been deeply buried in the sediment brought by the Yellow River, and it has also buried the most glorious era of Wei Wushu, the former Zhu Hai and Hou Ying's iron and blood. Just like Daliang City, it has been buried with yellow sand at will by history, leaving only the peerless prosperity of Bianliang City in Tokyo of the Great Song Dynasty and the low chanting of talented and beautiful people.

Han Qi sighed and said: "No, the Western Xia Iron Cavalry is the first in this world, and the Wusheng Army has only been in army for a year, even if it is the elite Jiazi Battalion in Yun Zheng's army, it has only been three years." Although they were invincible, they faced bandits and the relatively weak Nong Zhigao, and they rushed into battle head-on, wanting to compete with the Western Xia Iron Cavalry, who had grown up on horseback since childhood, and they couldn't help but be a little more self-defeating. ”

Wen Yanbo's eyes wandered, and he looked at the Xixia people who were on the horse and asked Han Qi: "Since you already know the result. Why not stop it? If these people can promise a decisive battle, even if they are warriors, wouldn't their sacrifice be unjust in vain? ”

Pang Ji put down the wine glass and said: "Husband fight, courage also." One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. Morale can be boosted but not vented, and you know that you can't do it. It is for warriors also.

Warriors can die in battle, but they can't back down, as long as they back down once, they will back down countless times, which is the key point of the confrontation between the two armies. ”

Wen Yanbo nodded and said, "Also, if you don't have the courage of blood, you will be like those people in the street market opposite." It is also a disaster in the Great Song Dynasty, the old man knows at least one thing now, the Wusheng Army is at least an army that dares to fight, and it can be entrusted with great things in the future! ”

Han Qi said bitterly: "The wind is tight on the border, and the snow is full of bow knives. In the first battle of Haoshuichuan, the old man was defeated and humiliated the country, and when he failed, the Western Xia took the iron cavalry as the front army, rode good horses, heavy armor, and could not penetrate; Twisted with a hook. Although it is dead, it will not fall immediately. In case of battle, the iron cavalry will break through the formation first, and the chaos will impact it; The infantry marched on horseback. Hundreds of miles away, thousands of miles and periods, the most able to come and go, if the electric shock clouds fly. Whenever you run on the plains, you will encounter an enemy. He used heavy armor to think that he was rushing to rush to the soldiers, and the fierce general Ren Fu died in battle, which made the old man feel painful, and he couldn't say anything when he thought about it in the middle of the night.

The thirty horsemen in front of him are also covered with heavy armor and heavy armor, and the sword and arrow cannot be injured, although the Wusheng army is brave, it is not an iron-clad enemy, and the old man is allowed to turn his back to the battlefield, so as not to disturb his heart.'

Pang Ji picked up the spoon and filled Han Qi with wine and said: "Zhi Gui Mo forgot that Yun Zheng turned the Western Xia upside down with the power of one person, and the internal bloody battles were endless, if the officials of the Great Song Dynasty were familiar with the Western Xia, I am afraid that even the seed born in Huanzhou could not be compared, the old man didn't believe that a smart person like him would not have taught his subordinates how to fight with the Western Xia Iron Cavalry?"

The Du Yu Hou of the Wu Shengjun must be a confidant under Yun Zheng's command, only in this way can he take on the important task of persuading His Majesty to allow them to enter the Shenglong Mansion. ”

Han Qi nodded in goodness, barely moved his body, his face twitching, ready to witness a fierce battle of life and death.

Zhao Zhen stood in front of the window, glanced at the sun that was about to set, and asked the Hanlin who was guarding him: "The sun has half set, why hasn't Wu Shengjun come yet?" Could it be that this is a ploy to confuse the enemy? ”

Han Lin shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, there is no joke in the army!" His ears suddenly moved, and he said to the emperor, "Here it is!" ”

Zhao Zhen looked in the direction of the setting sun, there was no cavalry on the street, but the condor archer who was sitting on the horse blew his whistle with a "sudden rhythm", and the thirty cavalrymen were already slowly rushing forward, and soon formed a sharp arrow formation, and the war horse also started to jog from the foot, but the condor archer slowly fell behind, and the big bow in his hand had three thumb-thick arrows......

Zhao Zhen's eyes stared at the battle formation of the Xixia people for a moment, he was very unfamiliar with the battlefield, such a life-and-death battle was far away from him, this was the lesson he lacked the most, and now he wanted to make up for it very much.

The tea in the teacup gradually rippled, and then the thunderous sound of horses' hooves reached Zhao Zhen's ears, his breathing couldn't help but become short, his two fists clenched tightly, and he stood on tiptoe to see more clearly.

The inner street of Daliangmen is not wide, less than 100 zhang long, the streets are planted with elm willows on both sides, the leaves of the elm tree have long been exhausted, only there are not many leaves on the willow tree, and now they are also falling down in the sound of thunderous horses' hooves, just like the spring flowers that fall during the flower festival of Xiangguo Temple.

Lang Tan held a small shield in his hand, stood on the stirrup with two feet, and kept shouting the number in his mouth, and when he shouted to six, the speed of the horses of the Tangut people had gradually increased, and those people had already opened their bows and began to shoot arrows.

Three thick arrows have been whistling from the back of the Xixia people's battle formation led by Lang Tan pounced, the condor shooter really deserves his name, at this time the two armies are still fifty zhang apart, less than the best range of the crossbow, but the four stones of the strong bow can give full play to the power.

Seeing the three-point cold star rushing towards him, Lang Tan still yelled at the number five, but he stood the shield in front of him, and the arrow came in an instant, Lang Tan felt that his arm was like being hit by three giant hammers, and the powerful force hit the shield and pushed the shield back alive, if he hadn't been tied to the horse's back earlier, maybe he would have fallen off the war horse and been trampled into flesh by the war horse behind.

Sun San pulled his strong crossbow, and at the same time the rest of his companions also pulled the trigger, three shots of one arrow, fifteen people and fifteen strong crossbows shot out of the crossbow arrows flew out like wasps, the Western Xia people shot the arrows in their hands, and immediately raised their arm shields, and the sound of dense crossbow arrows entering the flesh came from the crowd, but it was not a person who was injured, but a war horse, Wu Shengjun's strong three-edged crossbow arrow lightly drilled through the chain armor of the war horse, a war horse with an arrow in the eye fell to the ground, and the rest of the four or five war horses also fell, The knight on the horse didn't have time to stand up, and was trampled to death by the war horse behind him.

A bloody hole appeared in Sun San's throat, which was a laceration wound caused by the arrow passing through, and blood poured out of the hole in the back and was blown into a rain of blood by the wind.

At the same time, there were three other soldiers who were hit by the arrow, one of whom was not hit by the vital point, but his left shoulder had been pierced by the arrow.

"Three" Lang Tan roared angrily, and pushed his war horse to the side, and the remaining soldiers on the left also dodged away, and at the same time strongly reined in the reins, so that the horse could speed down.

Seven or eight spare horses came out of the back of the crowd, with a knife stuck in their buttocks, and charged like mad at the soldier who had died but did not fall off his horse, and the wounded soldier did not flash to the side, but led the group of spare horses to the enemy.

The Xixia people seemed to know that something was wrong, and they also wanted to put the war horse aside, but the ground was full of fallen war horses, so that their horses slowed down, the Western Xia condor archer roared and shot three arrows again, all of which were firmly nailed to the wounded soldier, and he was actually taken up from the horse, and was dragged by the rope and fell heavily to the ground, and as the war horse ran, a thick blood mark appeared on the ground. The crazy war horse took him as soon as he entered the enemy formation, and a cold light flashed, and the heads of the three soldiers who had been killed in the battle flew up, and the blood that had not had time to coagulate flowed out of the neck cavity like a spring.

There was green smoke coming out of the back of the war horse, a small flame burst out, and then a large flame rose from the crowd, Pang Ji couldn't hear the sound, only felt a heat wave rushing to his face, the old servant stood in front of him, and he watched a bloody horse leg smash heavily on the old servant's back.

Han Qi plucked his ears hard, and looked out with a disgraced face, he really wanted to see if those Tangut people had been killed, Wu Shengjun never intended to win or lose with the Tangut people right away, the only reason why they were racing was to send gunpowder shells into the enemy's battle array......

Zhao Zhen felt that his head was in the boiling water and land dojo, the bells, cymbals, chimes, and bells were ringing, and he finally settled down, and felt that his face was wet, and he wiped his hand, only to find that there was a bloodstain there.

"Your Majesty, it's horse blood, you are not injured." Han Lin hurriedly explained.

Zhao Zhen sat stunned for a moment, and asked in a sharp voice, "Are they all dead?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Biquge www.biquge.info to vote for recommendations and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )

PS: Chapter one