Chapter 1319: Deathbed Dialogue

The chariot formation was preceded by antlers, which were learned from the experience of the Song army in riding on foot for many years.

There are many ways to ride on foot, only the blocking facilities placed in front of the formation, and there are many kinds of wooden forks, sand fences, horse rejections, antlers and so on recorded in the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts".

The long-range is shot with a crossbow, which includes a variety of power and range of Ma Huang, Ke Tou, Shovel Head, Shen Jin, Shen Arm and other configurations.

After the horse army fell into the rejection of the horse, the crossbowmen abandoned the crossbows, and together with the infantry army, under the cover of the side cards, they killed and wounded them with javelins, Mo knives, knives, Hali sticks, hooks and sickles, etc.

In addition, there are many ways to ambush guns, head ropes, triplines, traps, kicking hoops, wolf tooth boards, etc.

But the cavalry army is not a fool, dealing with these strange suits is very simple, that is, to surround a part without attacking, resulting in a situation of salvation, and then use the speed advantage of the cavalry, ambush to eliminate the reinforcements on the march, and finally let the encircled troops lack water, food and arrows, and then use light cavalry to shoot, so that the defenders lose to the thin formation, and use heavy cavalry to collide with the formation, so that the defenders lose morale and collapse, and finally use the speed advantage to chase the rout, expand the results.

In this method of warfare, in the field battles of the Cold Weapon Age, the infantry army had almost no possibility of victory.

Su You came, and gave the Huaxia clan the golden finger of the hot weapon, the range and power of which were enough to offset the speed and sudden advantage of the cavalry.

At the same time, he also attaches great importance to the development of cavalry, but he does not seem to attach importance to the individual bravery of the cavalry, he only requires the troops to have a speed close to the enemy, thinking that as long as this is done, with firearms, the Great Song Dynasty has won steadily.

Chong'e's admiration for Guogong can almost be said to be a five-body surrender, but on this one, he really can't accept it.

It took him a full decade to defeat his demons, mellow his state of mind, and become a fearless commander.

Now Fu Guogong, you doggy came to me and said, personal bravery, special mother's is not important?!

Looking at the Xia people who were cut down like a straw in front of the battle, a terrible thought rose in the bottom of his heart, the courage of the Xia people in front of the huge military weapons generation, in addition to expanding their own results, seemed to ...... It's true...... Not so important?

The Chinese army's crane shin crossbow began to be fired, and its power within a hundred steps was not weaker than that of the divine machine.

The ambush cannon also began to roar, and in order to match the rhythm of the divine machine and the crane shin crossbow, a huge explosion was used to forcibly block the torrent of the Xia cavalry into several sections.

The new antlers were developed by Shen Kuo and manufactured by Sitong, and the antlers themselves did not have the ability to resist the cavalry, they only played the role of pillars.

The vicious ones are the barbed wire fences between the antlers.

Despite the dense attack, the Xia cavalry inevitably gathered in front of the barbed wire.

The general's cannon in the box workshop began to roar, clearing the fire boundary for the wildly firing crossbow army.

Iron sand and nails wrapped in huge kinetic energy were pushed out by black powder in a fan. This kind of first-generation product, which has long been eliminated by the Song Army, was once called a sub-mother gun by Su You, and under the flexible use of the seed jaw, it has exerted a more powerful power than the thunderbolt cannon.

After all, heavy firepower such as thunderbolts have a huge problem - the range is too long.

It is used to siege the city and attack the military camp array, but it is used to destroy the enemy who is approaching, and the clearing effect is far less efficient than the ductile iron son-and-mother gun.

With each launch, the iron sand would sweep the Xia people out of the barbed wire fence thirty paces in front of the car formation.

The desperate Xia people slashed with knives and axes in front of the barbed wire, hoping to open a path, and many heroic elderly Xia people did not hesitate to block the crossbow arrows of the Song army with their bodies, and hung their bodies on the barbed wire, becoming a ladder for their comrades.

Countless Xia people abandoned their horses, stepped on the corpses of their own men and horses, crossed the barbed wire, and pounced on the chariots.

However, what awaited them were crane shin crossbows, son-mother guns, and countless hand-thrown earth-shattering thunderbolts.

The snow in front of the position was blown into steam by the air flow brought up by the mouth of the son, and the dense fog and snowflakes blocked the sight of the Song soldiers, and they could only hear the explosions and screams in front of them.

Occasionally, severed limbs and some weapon parts were thrown out by the explosion of the ambushed shells, crackling against the walls of the van.

The bravery and savagery that the Xia people once relied on to pride themselves on now seemed so futile and vulnerable.

Guo Erdan, who was promoted to the rank of a pro-soldier, was in charge of the Chinese army's marshal banner, he turned his head to look at the handsome man with a firm expression, and was surprised to find that some of the snowflakes that fell on the fur collar of the handsome man were pink.

It was a rain of blood from the men and horses in front, carried into the air by artillery fire, and re-condensed.

He raised his right hand and motioned for the Son and Mother to stop firing.

Some stumbling figures finally broke out of the fog, howling, crying, with blood stains all over their bodies, desperately rushing towards the complete car formation of the Song army.

Within thirty steps, countless crossbow arrows flew out, knocking the Xia people closest to the military formation to the ground.

The mist soon turned into snow hail again, and the vision became clear again, and the huge arc of the glaive array was almost filled with the corpses of Xia military horses.

The Xia army finally collapsed, including Liang Yongneng's military team.

The army surrounded Liang Yongneng and blindly retreated towards Lingzhou.

Chong Ge shook the red military flag, Yao Xiong, Guo Cheng, Tong Guan, Sun Neng, and four light horsemen began to pursue.

The large array of the Chinese army opened, and as soon as the sergeants came out to clear a passage in front of the formation, Liu Changzuo's sharp heavy cavalry rushed out.

Guo Erdan held the handsome flag, and the van followed after the heavy ride, and began to move forward.

There are still many Xia soldiers who have not died along the way, but they have lost all their minds in this hellish day, and the old army foot soldiers who followed behind the chariot found that there were still struggling Xia people, and they would die with a knife when they went up.

An old Xia man with a crossbow bolt in his abdomen and a leg that didn't know where he was blown away, half stood up, and waved half of his war knife frantically in his hand: "Kill me!" Come and kill me! ”

I don't know if it's because of the old age, but when the soldiers cleaned up the battlefield, they all let him go intentionally or unintentionally.

"Kill me! Song dogs! Don't you dare to do it? The old man struggled and cried out, but at last he lost his strength and lay down in a pool of blood.

“…… Governing the fields, not destroying the ears, and there is no civil theft...... The days go by, and the war is extinct...... Joyful ......"

The song was finally over, like life on the snow, and the old man was still looking at the lead-gray eyes of the sky, which gradually became dark and cold.

The last thing he saw was the vultures that the snow couldn't stop their keen sense of smell and began to gather around the battlefield.

……

The heavy snow covered the corpses of dead men and horses all the way, and by the time the army of the seed had arrived in the village of Reedjingdang Kujing, the battle was over.

The retreat of the Xia people was actually just a panic instinct, and from the moment they retreated, they were destined to not escape the slaughter of the Song army.

In the middle, Liang Yongneng organized several counterattacks, all of which were easily broken by Liu Changzuo's heavy cavalry and the long-range shots of the new army, and then broke and fled again.

Liang Yongneng can indeed be called the top general in the old military era, in this case, he can do the army without dispersing, and his personal charm and military talent are impeccable.

But he was defeated after all, when he retreated to Kujing Village, Liang Yongneng finally gave an order, everyone spent three days on the Song people, and they had done their best, he didn't want to escape anymore, the whole army broke through freely, how much could he rush out, how much.

It was the night when the armies dispersed, and only the 3,000 troops who followed them loyalistically were still guarding around their commanders.

Early in the morning, Cao Nan, the highest-ranking officer in the former army, began a general attack on Liang Yongneng after clearing out the Xia army that was trying to flee overnight, and then quickly ended the battle.

Cao Nan came over to greet Chong Ge to get out of the car: "Liang Yongneng can't do it, but he wants to see the handsome." ”

He nodded, "I want to see him too." ”

On a small and dilapidated courtyard haystack in Kujing Village, Liang Yongneng sat in the stable with his back to the dry grass, and the white horse next to him seemed to know that his master was in trouble, and kept arching his master with his mouth and nose, as if encouraging him to stand up and ride back on his back.

When he came in, he happened to see this scene, and he couldn't help but say softly: "Good horse." ”

Liang Yongneng's face was still very rosy, and he knew that it was just a return to the light before he died, and he bowed solemnly: "If you don't win the battle, you are ashamed to be in charge." ”

Liang Yongneng shook his head: "Otherwise, in fact, you are better than me, and I am convinced." ”

I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Liang Yongneng smiled bitterly: "After the defeat of Wudingchuan, I don't dare to return to Xingqing Mansion." You can face yourself as a failure, but I can't...... So, you're better than me. ”