530, June 3, three years, sunny Watching the thunder in the leisurely stroll

Wu Zhong sat in the tent and wrote hard.

He wants to send back to Liao as soon as possible what he has seen and heard in the past few days, because it is too terrible......

He was famous, but he had never seen such a battle. Although there have been countless examples of less winning more since ancient times, what he saw in the past few days has subverted his perception of the world.

On the first day, they arrived here overnight, and then they heard that Yang Wenguang had given the soil engineering team a task, and he didn't care at the time, didn't he just dig some soil.

But the next morning, half-buried fortresses and positions were laid out, and then the artillerymen combined their guns together, assuming that they were on the position, and looking down the ground, countless triphorses were densely arranged in front of them.

What shocked Wu Zhong the most was the stone forts that had risen from the ground overnight, and those forts made of bamboo and strange mud and sand had been incredibly hard in just one night, and there was a fire in them, but he didn't know what the fire was for.

In the morning, the ground began to tremble, and the cavalry charge could be heard from afar, and the number was terrifying. Wu Zhong was worried in his heart, because except for things like heavy armor and spears, there was really nothing that could stop the cavalry's charge.

By the time smoke and dust appeared on the horizon, Wu Zhongdu had already persuaded Yang Wenguang to retreat first, but Yang Wenguang just shook his head and shook his head with a bowl of noodles, and even the soldiers in the trenches were eating breakfast there.

They didn't care so much, they didn't care that when the cavalry had already appeared three miles away, they lazily raised the guys in their hands.

When the cavalry reached the second mile, suddenly the artillery position behind them let out a deafening roar, and the roar accompanied by the distant explosion resounded on the battlefield like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The smoke and dust rose in front of me, and in the distance I could hear the sound of people turning on their backs, the scattering of horses after they were frightened, the exclamations of people when they were thrown off their horses, and the screams of horses after stumbling and cutting off their hooves.

All kinds of sounds mixed together, and the entire battlefield was plunged into an eerie atmosphere.

"Camp Vulcan, shoot from the heights."

At this time, the Vulcan battalion ambushed on the high ground on both sides all appeared, and the dense barrage accompanied by the kind of grenades that could explode poured down as if they didn't want money, and the cavalry vanguard had no power to fight back.

Occasionally, a lone cavalry approaching the position would be pierced through the chest by a crossbow, leaving only one horse to run blindly for a while and then begin to wander blindly.

When the cavalry faded and cleaned the battlefield, Wu Zhong couldn't believe his eyes, most of the five thousand cavalry as the vanguard were killed like this, and the corpses and scorching smell were all over the ground? It made him very uncomfortable.

Isn't this discomfort uncomfortable at the sight of a corpse? It's that it's too easy and uncomfortable to see people fighting, although this is changed to Liao, although it is also a sure victory? But at least the number of people should be about the same, right? Do you want to hedge two rounds on both sides? That's good...... The cavalry fell on the way to the charge, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

After that, the Vulcan battalion pursued along the way? Spies rode quickly back and forth between them to inform real-time movements on the battlefield.

The Vulcan Battalion of hundreds of people is paired with the spies of the Imperial City Division of nearly 1,000 people, this configuration is all for Wu Zhong to see? I don't know what this style of play is.

And then it's evening? The Vulcan Battalion actually touched the camp of others, and their tactics can be said to be not martial arts, so they don't have direct contact with people, and rush over and throw a lot of strange things? Then he lit a fire and ran away......

The Tangut people couldn't even chase after it, and they were caught off guard? Then, just as they were about to go back to tidy up, the Vulcan camp came back......

These men were known for their brisk and maneuvering, harassing the Xixia camp more than 20 times in one night, and even breaking an arm of the other man's commander.

The next day, Western Xia launched the formula again for revenge? But this time they learned wisely and instead of charging from the front, they chose to flank? And it's still a big army.

But Yang Wenguang's side is still very unmartial play, when the cavalry force passes through the flanks? Suddenly there was a lot of white smoke on the ground, and those things didn't seem to be as powerful as the cannonballs? But it's enough to overturn a horse? And again there is the stampede time caused by the frightened horse.

So the second round of the offensive of the Western Xia cavalry ended in vain? That evening...... They also had a large number of special personnel to carry out patrols, but as a result, anyone with torches was named.

This made the Western Xia soldiers have to extinguish all light sources, but after there is no light source, it directly leads to the low morale of the entire battalion, because they don't know when they will be attacked......

The Vulcan Battalion naturally did not disappoint them, and after the three-person team dispersed, they carried out a series of destruction, cold arrows and arson, and the Western Xia soldiers were beaten uncomfortably......

They went to catch it, and the Vulcan camp ran away. You can't go to the cavalry at night, everyone is a foot soldier, where can you catch the soldiers of the New Army in the East China Sea who are a lot stronger in endurance and physical strength.

Tossed in this way until dawn, the Vulcan camp went back to rest, but the Xixia people who hadn't slept much for two consecutive nights were uncomfortable.

Because the shelling is coming......

Three rounds of artillery bombardment, they can actually hit across the mountain, and those things don't need to be accurate, anyway, they are all dense formations, as long as they do it, it's over.

And when the Tangut people crossed the mountain and encountered the same situation as on the first day, they were beaten by the weapons of the evil sect of the Song army, and although the casualties were not large, the soldiers were very afraid and did not dare to use them at all.

And with the rumbling of cannons, a large number of caravans arrived from the land behind them, bringing with them food, daily necessities, sanitary products, and ammunition.

The most powerful system of the Great Song Dynasty, the logistics army, was displayed in front of Wu Zhong in this way.

It was the first time he could fight in such an orderly and unhurried war, and it was the first time he had seen a war where he could eat three meals continuously, and there were hot meals and hot dishes at every meal, even if he couldn't bury the pot for cooking, but the inclusion of quicklime in the supply was an eye-opener......

He didn't know what the quicklime was for, but it wasn't until the soldiers poured the broth and rice from the canned food into the iron lunch box they carried with them and put it on top of the quicklime with water that Wu Zhong suddenly realized.

These people are cooking soup and eating rice...... Eat pig's head, chicken legs, and eggs on the battlefield. What a luxurious way to eat? Wu Zhong thought that as a general, he could only gnaw dry food when he was fighting......

Elite soldiers! This is an out-and-out elite soldier. What a leather room army, what a tiger and wolf army. Compared to people, it is a scout, and it is not worthy of lifting shoes from top to bottom. People don't need any special tactics, just pull and pull like a paper kite from afar to break the enemy's formation to pieces.

You can even eat delicious soup and rice at noon on the battlefield, and the meat feels fresh.

Right...... And fruits! Wu Zhong ate some, it tasted delicious, it was sugar! It's sugar! He used to eat some caramel during the New Year's holidays, but these big-headed soldiers could eat it all at once.

"General Wu, it's time to eat on the hour." Yang Wenguang lifted the curtain and walked in: "What about writing a letter?" I'll write it later, and I'll be robbed if I don't eat it. This time, the lion's head was transported, and the top was fresh. ”

Wu Zhong swallowed his saliva: "Wait a while, I'll go after I'm done." ”

"Then I'll have someone send it to the general."

Yang Wenguang smiled and walked out with the bowl. After a while, there was a fist-sized lion's head on Wu Zhong's table, a bowl of hot rice, a large bowl of vegetables and a bowl of bayberry soup.

The vegetables are stir-fried in lard and are full of flavor. There is a lot of powder in the lion's head, but in the end there is meat, and the bayberry soup is sweet and sour and a little cold, which is refreshing in one bite.

After seeing this, Wu Zhong's mentality completely collapsed, and he begged His Majesty the Emperor of Liao in the most sincere tone, saying that if Song Liao started a war one day, Song would only need 100,000 ...... No, with 50,000 such elite soldiers, the Liao State has absolutely no chance of winning.

As he wrote, his tears fell, and he was a little confused, not knowing what he was trying to do after more than ten years of training...... What a picture!

In the evening, Wu Zhong saw a ten-person squad walking back, with a string of grasshopper-like Western Xia soldiers behind him, and there were actually five hundred people in a random count.

"These people." The head of the Wu Commander reported to Yang Wenguang with a disdainful face: "When we went out to step on the point, we met them, and we fought with them, and these people not only did not surrender but dared to return fire at us. ”

Wu Zhong almost squirted out the rice in his mouth at that time, ten people and five hundred people were arrogant enough, they still said such things? It's also so insulting.

"Lock it up." Yang Wenguang smiled and looked at the group of grizzled captives: "Just dare to fight back, sigh." ”

That disdain...... That arrogance, Wu Zhong looked at the side of the heart hairy, this is not to underestimate the enemy, but to really present the spoils of war, ten foot soldiers captured five hundred scattered cavalry, this is five hundred horses, five hundred swords, five hundred dry food...... And so on and so forth.

"Alas, I heard that Xixia has good scones, have you made a whole point?"

"Hehe...... "The captain took out a cloth bag from his backpack with a smile on his face: "That's not neat, general, please use it." ”

Yang Wenguang happily took the cloth bag and was about to untie it, when Wu Zhong next to him rushed up, picked up the cloth that was thrown aside by Yang Wenguang and wrapped the cake, and unfolded it to look at it carefully.

"Ande Mountain, the military god of Western Xia!" Wu Zhong's eyes widened and he looked at the Anzi flag: "Where did you come from this flag?" ”

The Wu Chang scratched his head: "We don't know any Andeshan, so we saw that this cloth was clean and brought it to wrap cakes." ”

Yang Wenguang turned his head to look at Wu Zhong: "General Wu, what's wrong?" ”