Chapter 089: Imprudent

Ten miles south of the water, in a dense forest, there was silence, and hundreds of men crouched in it, looking down the hillside, not moving at all.

The men are all wearing armor, the blades are bright, the quivers are full, everyone is strong and fierce, full of anger, and they are a hundred battles at a glance.

The grass in front of them was stained with blood, and the corpses of dozens of Song army scouts were blurred with flesh and blood, and they were obviously poisoned, and none of them survived.

In the woods behind everyone, war horses were tied to trees, cotton plugged their ears, chewed their heads, and snorted gently.

This hillside is located next to the official road, and the terrain is high, which is a good place for ambushes.

Seeing the Song army coming, thousands of people, swords and guns, the men were sweating on their foreheads, someone gently took off their helmets, their bald hair was braided, and it turned out to be a Jurchen.

"Wulimu, or forget it, the number of Song troops is thousands."

"There are more than 300 of us, as long as we rush, these Song dogs will not panic and flee!"

Wu Limu took a sip of milk wine, lowered his face, and turned his eyes to the corpses of those Song army scouts.

"These Song dogs have caused us to lose more than 50 warriors in vain! Tell the warriors to prepare, kill them all the, and ask the True Pearl King to go back and ask for credit!"

The Jurchen warriors next to him were also excited. In their opinion, Song Jun dared to send it to the door, this is looking for death!

"Destroy this group of Song dogs!"

Three hundred Jurchen warriors, attacking two or three thousand Song army foot soldiers, are not yet captured. Two years earlier, the two thousand Song army ghosts that seventeen Jurchen warriors could rush cry wolf howls, these wrecks are useless, what is there to be afraid of.

More than a dozen knights of the Song army came on horseback, threw out a few earth-shattering thunderbolts, and blew up a few thin trees.

"These dog-day Song Jun, you will feel better in a while!"

Ulimu's eyes were hideous, not far from him, several knights who were blown up were all bloody and white, and the knights endured the pain and did not dare to make a sound.

The Song army in his sight moved forward, although his steps were neat, but in Wulimu's opinion, they were all showmanship, and they were not defenseless.

When the Song army marched to the bottom of the hillside, Ulimu turned his head and nodded lightly when he saw his subordinates who were eager to try and wait.

"Get on the horse, don't blow the horn, don't alarm these dog thieves!"

Ulimu gave an order, and all the Jurchen warriors got on their horses. Wu Limu raised his long sword, and three hundred knights rushed out of the woods in a tide, heading straight for the flank of the Song army.

After staying in Hebei for a few years, these Jurchens also learned the strategies of the Han people, and those reckless behaviors and tough guy styles have long been greatly weakened.

"Where did the sound of horses' hooves come from?"

Xu Qing couldn't help but be stunned, he raised his head and subconsciously looked in the direction of the woods.

Just now he asked the scouts to investigate, and he also threw the earth-shattering thunder to try it, and by the way, he practiced throwing, isn't there nothing abnormal?

As far as the eye could see, countless Jurchen knights rode their horses, as fast as arrows, the sound of horses' hooves rumbling, and the sharp blades in their hands shining in the sunlight.

"Array, array, stupid standing! Archers ready, shoot me!"

Xu Qing was frightened into a cold sweat, he jumped like thunder and shouted loudly.

The Song army was in disarray, and the pikemen hurriedly lined up in a long formation, with the tips of their spears like clusters, aimed at the rolling Jurchen cavalry.

"You idiot, don't pikemen be targeted! The sword and shield hands come forward, the grenadiers go up, and the archers follow!"

Wang Fu was furious, and scolded Xu Qing in his mouth, he urged his horse forward, and shouted loudly to the panicked sergeants.

The two main generals spoke, and Song Jun clenched the weapons in his hands, but they looked at each other, not knowing who to listen to.

"I'm still stunned, hurry up and line up!"

Wang Fu shouted loudly, his face was full of anxiety, and the soldiers reacted and hurriedly lined up.

"Straight lady thief, rule, Wang Fu dares to scold you, I will tie him up and let you fall!"

The soldiers were indignant and wanted to step forward to seek justice for Xu Qing.

With a "snap", the recruit was whipped and suddenly had a bloody mark on his face.

"How did you investigate just now, you didn't notice so many fans! Are you going to wipe it all out? Fanzi has already come up, hurry up and fight Lao Tzu!"

Xu Qing scolded angrily, hit the horse forward, and the soldiers endured the pain and hurriedly followed.

The sound of feather arrows breaking through the air was endless, and before the archers of the Song army could send arrows, the feathered arrows of the Jurchen knights had already whirled, and the pikemen of the Song army in the front row fell down with a scream.

With a "whoosh", an arrow pierced Wang Fu's right shoulder, knocking him off his horse.

Dozens of earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown out, dozens of war horses fell to the ground with a mournful roar, and the knights on the horses fell to the ground. Because of the hasty preparations, the Song army fell into chaos, and before many of the grenadier archers had time to drop bombs and shoot, the Jurchen cavalry formation had already smashed into the flank of the Song army.

In an instant, people turned on their horses, countless Song soldiers were knocked over, chopped and stabbed to the ground, many sergeants were directly trampled to death by horses, and the ground was instantly covered with corpses, and the ground was full of blood and moaning and screaming wounded soldiers.

Wulimu iron armor to protect his body, and the war horse also had protective gear, and the feather arrows shot by the Song army in a panic were weak and weak on him, and they fell under the horse one after another. He rode on a rampage, and when the speed slowed down, he swung his knife and slashed, and by the time he crashed out of the Song army's large array, the men and horses were already red with blood.

These Song troops are really vulnerable.

"Go and rush for a while, you can't let Song Gou slow down!"

The Jurchen knights who rushed out first turned their horses' heads, assembled and formed, and rushed towards the large array of the Song army.

The sudden attack made the Song soldiers who had not fought in a big war panic instantly, many people were frightened, and their courage was completely lost, many Song soldiers rushed around, and many Song soldiers rose up to resist, but they did not form a formation, and under the crazy slashing of the opponent's cavalry, they fell to the ground one by one.

In the midst of the chaotic army, there were more than a dozen Song soldiers kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, tears were in their eyes, and Xu Qingqi's seven orifices were smoking, but they were helpless.

"Resist Lao Tzu!"

Xu Qing was furious, and led the only dozen cavalry beside him to rush forward on the left flank of the Jurchen cavalry.

"Formation, grenadiers in the back, archers follow, sword and shield men come to the front!"

Wang Fu stood up with his shoulders covered, he endured the pain, shouted loudly, and the officers also roared loudly, and the surrounding Song troops approached them one after another, and soon assembled into a formation, with spears pointing outward, like hedgehogs.

"Swords and shields to protect the formation, grenadiers to prepare!"

There were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, the panicked Song army was slaughtered like chickens and dogs by the other party, and there were screams everywhere.

Wang Fu looked at the blood in his eyes, when, the loyal army was killed like a chicken!

Wang Song was not there, and everything changed.

Ulimu led the Jurchen knights to force the panicked Song army towards the circle formation that had just been assembled, wanting to break up the opponent's circle formation and kill it with one blow.

"Let them go to both sides, or the earth-shattering thunder will wait!"

Wang Fu also saw through Jin Bing's intentions and roared loudly.

"Go to both sides, or you'll be killed!"

The officers in the circle shouted loudly, and the retreating Song army seemed to have found the backbone and ran to both sides, and the circle was not only not scattered, but grew larger.

This is also the result of their long-term training, and obedience and obedience to military orders have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Shoot these shit!"

Ulimu was furious, and the wrong choice for a moment allowed many Song troops to escape with their lives, and the cavalry was exposed.

"Bomb dropping!"

Almost at the same time as the Jurchen cavalry opened their bows and arrows, Wang Fu also roared loudly and gave the order to drop bombs.

Countless smoking iron bumps flew out in a parabola and fell into the Jurchen cavalry array that rushed forward.

The explosion of "Tongtong" was endless, countless pillars of smoke rose up, and the Jurchen cavalry that was rapidly advancing dismounted one by one, and the panicked Song soldiers around them also suffered an unwarranted disaster.

The two grenadiers were shot by the opponent's archers, and two "zizi" smoking earth-shaking thunderbolts fell to the ground, one was kicked out by the officer in a hurry, and the other officer howled and pounced, and pressed the other sky-shaking thunder with his body.

The earth-shattering thunder that kicked out of the plane rolled on the grass and stopped, blowing up a Song soldier who fled in panic. Another earth-shattering thunder exploded, and the officer who pounced on it was blown into a blur of flesh and blood, and no longer became human.

"Look at what, keep dropping bombs and blow up these fans!"

Wang Fu couldn't help but burst into tears in his eyes. The officer who was killed was his cousin Wang Tao, who fought for thousands of miles in two rivers, but died here unexpectedly.

The frightened grenadiers plucked up their courage, and countless earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown again.

Xu Qing killed the two Jurchen cavalry in front of him, and just happened to witness the tragic scene in the battle array. In addition to the heartbeat, the sense of guilt arises spontaneously.

The Wang Fu brothers are all veterans of Wang Song's residence, and Wang Fu turned out to be the deputy commander of the former army and was snubbed by him. In today's fierce battle, the veterans finally showed their value.

It's just a pity that Wang Tao, these veterans on the battlefield, one less one died, and there was no way to make up for it.

The Jurchen cavalry was shrouded in the smoke of earth-shattering thunder, and under the smoke of gunpowder, Ulimu couldn't help but be dumbfounded. originally thought that the Song army could be defeated, and the situation was also very good, but no one expected that the Song army would be so fierce and forcibly turn the battle back.

Seeing that the Song army was assembled in formation, spears were stabbed out in turn, and one by one the Jurchen warriors fell from their horses, the little joy that had just risen in Wulimu's heart disappeared in an instant.

Looking around, the remnants of the Jurchen knights in the field are only fifty or sixty people, and if they continue to fight like this, they can only lose their lives in vain.

"Withdraw!"

Ulim did not dare to stay any longer, and turned his horse's head and headed south. The other Jurchen knights followed behind their horses and left together, completely ignoring the scattered dozen or so compatriots.

The sound of "poof" was endless, and the last Jurchen knight was stabbed off his horse, his whole body was covered with blood holes, and his body was constantly convulsing and dying.

The soldiers listlessly cleaned up the battlefield and collected corpses, and although they killed more than 200 Jurchen cavalry, no one had the joy of victory.

There were bloody corpses all over the ground, and the number of light and serious wounded was unknown, and the number of losses of the Song army far exceeded that of the other party.

Wang Fu knelt in front of his cousin's corpse and wept bitterly.

"The king is the deputy ruler, and the festival is obedient!"

Xu Qing came up and said in a deep voice, and there was no longer the domineering attitude of the past.

In today's battle, I lost nearly a thousand soldiers, and I don't know how to explain to Yue Fei.

"Xu Qing, you are targeting the old brothers in the army everywhere in the dog's day, and changing the command of some fools, are you worthy of the dead brothers?"

"With pickled goods like you, Brother Wang Tao really died in vain!"

"If you don't wait for the scouts to come back, you will march privately, if you are under the command of the prince Wang, your dog's head will be cut off long ago!"

"Shut up, y'all! Did anyone fall into trouble with their own brothers?"

Wang Fu stood up, tears still on his face.

"Commander Xu, you better go and appease the brothers. At this moment, the military spirit cannot be dispersed. ”