Chapter 944: Armageddon (8)

On the morning of April 24, a chaotic and tragic battle had begun near the ancient city of Hanzhong.

The first battle of fire began on the predetermined battlefield near the south gate of Hanzhong City, and the main body responsible for the defense of this area was the first brigade of the first division of the Chinese Seventh Army, the artillery and engineer regiments directly under the first division, and a regiment led by Chen Hai. According to later statistics, their number was about 3,300 people, and in front of them were 13,000 people under Wanyan Xiyin's subordinates, who were relatively full of energy, and more than 10,000 Jin Kingdom soldiers who entered Hanzhong City first.

In proportion, they faced about eight times as many enemies as their own.

This is the most tragic resistance battle that will occur in the entire Hanzhong battle.

At the first moment of artillery fire, the positions of the Huaxia Army quietly did not make any reaction, and the soldiers hiding behind the bunkers and positions had already understood the combat mission and purpose of this time.

They had to coordinate with the reinforcements that might come later, which were not too many, to nail Wanyan Xiyin's army to the east of Hanzhong City, so as to buy precious time for the main force of the army advancing westward at high speed.

As soon as the cannon sounded, the morning clouds were drifting through the sky, and the explosion raised a low level of dust, and the soldiers behind the bunkers looked at the sky.

"I said, why didn't we finish cutting Yan Xiyin here, and there were only more than 10,000 people on the other side......"

When a soldier said this, the soldiers around him heard it and laughed.

The company commander not far away threw the lump with a lump and smashed it on his head.

This is a small fragment at the beginning of the firefight.

At this moment, Wanyan Xiyin hadn't been able to know the changes that had taken place in the military camp opposite. Fifteen miles west of Hanzhong City, friction has begun one after another.

……

The first to fight were the scout troops on the periphery.

Such a step is the norm in any battle, and the main force under Wanyan Zonghan is still nearly 30,000 at the moment, and when the army advances, the scouts are released for nearly two miles, and the feedback of the news is naturally a time lag. But before long, the intensity of the fight rose in several different directions.

In the days following the start of the Battle of Hanzhong, the battle was chaotic and fierce, and the armies of both sides had been dismantled into countless small pieces. As Wanyan Zonghan dismantled his army into squads and threw them out, the Huaxia Army also launched an attack with small combat units one by one.

Unlike the Jurchen troops, when the ranks of the Huaxia army broke away from the brigade, they were still able to maintain a clear combat direction and strong will to fight based on a large goal, and the consequence of this situation was that scout squads would fight from time to time near the Jurchen headquarters for several days.

Sometimes the soldiers of the Huaxia Army they encountered were brigades with companies and battalions as units, and these teams even lost the position of the core force of the Huaxia Army for a time, so they gathered in this direction for the purpose of "killing Sticky Han" - of course, they would suffer various attacks on the way, but there were many troops who magically broke through the defense and stretched out their troops in front of Wanyan Zonghan, and they immediately lurked, watched, and harassed a wave of people who fled after seeing that the situation was not good.

There were also times when the scouts on the periphery of the Jurchens would even encounter a situation where a few Huaxia soldiers who were good at cooperating with each other sneaked away from the team. They did not expect to assassinate Yan Zonghan, but constantly set traps on the periphery, specifically to capture the squad, lone Jurchen soldiers, and move after killing.

These Huaxia soldiers take the initiative to fight, and the purpose is very strong, the Jurchen soldiers are occasionally yin, don't chase it, if the scouts here are provoked, gather strength to hunt them down, those Huaxia soldiers will take the trouble to drag them around the mountains, anyway, there are not many of them, and attracting attention is victory. On several occasions, it even caused tension in Zonghan's entire army because of false alarms.

The Jurchens originally also had a large number of elite scouts, but with the end of the Battle of the Southwest and the death of the remaining generals, the power of the scouts has dropped to the lowest point in history. Beginning on the afternoon of April 19, five days of high-intensity combat, of course, these elites were the first to be thrown out, and by April 24, the tasks given to the scouts by the Jurchen high-level even became conservative defense and detection of news, and they were no longer encouraged to take the initiative to chase and kill the enemy due to the friction on the periphery, because there were too many situations encountered for several days in a row.

Among Zong Han's nearly 30,000 troops, more than half of them were already defeated soldiers at this time, some of them returned on their own initiative, and some happened to meet the route of Zong Han's army and regrouped. In this regard, Han Qixian and others have first-class internal affairs capabilities, not only quickly adjusted the leadership of the returning soldiers, but also screened out a contingent of Huaxia troops who were dressed in disguise and ready to take advantage of the chaos to dissolve into the Jurchen brigade - they underestimated Han Qixian's ability to control the army, and only thought that under such chaos, the Jurchens would have no time to tell who was who when they saw the same rout. It's just naïve.

In a sense, except for the area where several armies are highly concentrated, the wilderness near Hanzhong has become a huge scout battle sand table at this time, and frictions of all sizes are happening every day and every moment. Even if the Jurchen defeated army lost the will to fight and wanted to find a direction to escape, they might inadvertently encounter several interceptions, and the small team of the Huaxia army also encountered the enemy from time to time.

When Wanyan Zonghan and the others inside the battlefield learned of the battle information from several directions, the scout network in the southeast had broken through nearly half, and battles also took place in the east and north.

The battle near the south gate of Hanzhong City, which was originally scheduled to be in close proximity, was of course two possibilities for an attack at this time, either a regimental Huaxia Army unit launched a large-scale attack on its own side in order to prevent it from reaching Hanzhong, or the main force of the Huaxia Army had already rushed towards this side. And Zong Han intuitively denied the former possibility at the first time.

With his pride, there were some things that were originally hidden deep in his heart. The five-day battle in Hanzhong, in terms of results, he has not yet reached the time of defeat, although his own side has a large number of troops defeated in the battle, but the Jurchen army will not fall to the bottom for a while, in such a battle, and the fatigue of the Chinese Seventh Army is far greater than its own, until the end of the other party into a strong crossbow, the two sides will have a big decisive battle, their own side, will not lose.

This is the most special battle he has encountered in his life, this Huaxia army's ability to attack the fortifications is too strong, almost a terrible ghost, if the two sides are full of strength to start a battle, their side has already experienced the defeat of the southwest, and will only taste the bitter fruit similar to the protection of the step. He can only maximize his temporary superiority in forces in this way, and strategically speaking, this is right.

He still maintained the strength of the first battle, and with the arrival of Xi Yin, the Huaxia army also put on a violent fighting posture in the south of Hanzhong City as always-from the beginning of the war to the present, the fierce combat style of the Huaxia Seventh Army under the leadership of Qin Shaoqian has never changed-but with the continuous increase in the intensity of the peripheral scout battle, this Jurchen veteran who has been spanning his life finally reacted, and he went dark under the light.

The arrival of the Huaxia Army was not a simple division of troops to harass and harass them, using a small number of troops to contain their own advance, so that the western troops led by themselves could not reach the Hanzhong battlefield. But in the continuous operation for several days, compared with the Xiyin troops, who were small in number but full of energy, their side had fallen to a low point, becoming a weak point on the battlefield and an "opportunity" in the eyes of the Huaxia army.

In the countless battles that have lasted for decades in the past, no one will despise Yan Zonghan, no one can despise Yan Zonghan, and the area where he is located is the most solid and terrifying place on the entire battlefield. It was for this reason that until he got up this morning after his rest, he had not considered such a possibility—perhaps there was such a thought in his mind, but before it could be formed, it was overshadowed by his pride.

The moment was like a slap in the face, blood was churning in his mind, and he felt the emotions of humiliation and shame, followed by great anger. He seemed to be able to see the scene of the battle in the staff of the Huaxia Army: "Come, there is a soft persimmon called Sticky Han here, let's go pinch him." Just like the insult and anger that Xi Yin felt when Yue Fei desperately wanted to break through Xi Yin's army outside Zhenjiang City.

Of course, the expression on his face at this moment was calm, and no one knew that he had experienced a tsunami in his heart.

“…… Prepare for battle. ”

Soon after, Hua Xia Jun confirmed his idea.

……

It is only when one looks from the back that one can feel the crucial, exhilarating atmosphere of a decisive battle, but none of this exists at the time of the battle.

The Chinese Seventh Army has experienced five days of complex and high-speed operations, although Xi Yin has put on a vicious posture in the south of Hanzhong City, but how much can it have to do with them in the battlefield, this is just another battle in many fierce battles.

Since the past few days, they have been constantly fighting and moving, until last night, that madman Chen Hai has been constantly attacking the Xiyin camp, and this morning, the rested troops began to move to the northwest and launch an attack. Only Hee-yin's stupid fork will use it as a key decisive battleground.

Just like playing chess, the two sides will always generalize each other, once they will not die, they will come to the next time, and in the past few days, the two sides of the decisive battle will go nothing more than this in the future.

At two o'clock, the bloody breath was constantly advancing along the sparse woods, and the company commander Niu Chengshu watched the scattered Jurchen scouts run through the woods, he grabbed the strong bow on his back and shot an arrow at the distant back. The strongbow was recently snatched and missed. The soldiers of the company stopped at the edge of the forest, and the silhouette of the Jurchen army could already be seen not far away.

Niu Chengshu estimated the time: "Xiao Sun, ride a horse and tell the regiment headquarters as fast as possible that we have broken through the perimeter and are ready to fight at any time." ”

The scattered area of the entire regiment was not far away, and the correspondent Xiao Sun quickly rode away. Niu Chengshu looked around.

"I'll say it again in combat missions, give me a little cleverness, a row!"

"Here!" The platoon commander stepped forward.

"You're in charge! As long as you have the chance, rush for me! Grenades were thrown into the enemy's formation in batches and blown up! But you don't have many grenades, so pay attention to divide them into batches and reserve three chances for me to break the formation! ”

"Yes!"

"The second platoon is ready to deal with the cavalry, if the enemy cavalry comes up, I will hand it over to you, if it really starts, a grenade for a horse will not lose, if they really don't want to die, the horse team will be very dangerous, don't hide it for me!"

"Yes!"

"Three platoons of reserves, responsible for the general attack, once the first platoon opens the gap, you will press on me. Hack those dogs to death! Do you understand—"

"Yes—"

"The only thing to pay attention to is that if the enemy is under heavy fire, we will hide and take care to find a place to protect ourselves! As soon as the enemy's artillery fire is removed, we need to make a little more noise and make them pay more attention to us! As long as they keep their eyes on us, the other brothers can get them in trouble! ”

Niu Chengshu's body was also like a cow, and while he said, he shook his hands and feet in front of everyone, his voice was still ringing, and on the nearby mountain, there was a firework with a huge sound, flying into the sky. Subsequently, fireworks also rose in the southeast sky.

"The whole group is in place! Everyone, today is a big day, cheer me up, our people have already surrounded Yan Zonghan, and we are going to invite him to dinner today! I'm still the same sentence, observe carefully! Fight calmly! Kill—to celebrate—"

One by one, the fireworks were ordered to rise one after another in the crisp summer sky, representing a combat unit with at least a battalion as the formation of the enemy into the combat field of vision, on the battlefield, the huge Jurchen army was whistling, moving, changing formations, the huge fierce beast had already bowed down, and the Huaxia army had a team of more than 7,000 people had surrounded this Jurchen army with a total number of nearly 30,000 people at the first time, and the rest of the men and horses were still in the process of coming one after another.

Before the hour came, the battle began.

The ant colony cuts to the behemoth!