Taking a shortcut and crossing the edge of Kongtong Mountain, Zhao Yue and his entourage wanted to rush to the defense area of the old breed and strategy, and then turned to the north to investigate, but unexpectedly encountered a fierce and tragic battle.

Zhao Yue's ears were sharp before he noticed this hidden battle that took place in the mountains a few miles away.

Watch from a hidden place. Zhao Yue and the others were stunned.

It is completely out of line with the imaginary officers and soldiers fighting with the bandits entrenched in Kongtong Mountain. In front of him was a battle between officers and soldiers in tattered military uniforms and all the ironclad cavalry.

Regardless of the costumes, the weapons and equipment used by the officers and soldiers are basically the standard equipment of the regular army of the Great Song Dynasty, with complete swords, guns, swords and halberds, and some strong crossbows that the Great Song Army relies on the most.

Zhao Yue looked left and right, and he really couldn't figure out the true identity of this group of poor soldiers.

The other group is relatively easy to identify.

Although these people were all iron-clad and helmet-covered, and the swords and guns they used were similar to those of the Song army, Zhao Yue thought they were the elite ironclad cavalry equipped by the Western Army at first sight, but the angry scolding and shouting during the battle revealed their true identities.

Qiao Daoqing next to him pointed to the ironclad cavalry and said hatefully: "The Xia thief iron cavalry actually entered our territory, what are the hundreds of thousands of border guards doing in the west?" ”

Zhao Yue didn't squeak.

He was deeply touched by the fierceness of the fighting.

Cavalry against infantry is like a group against a group of ordinary soldiers, and you can imagine how big the advantage will be.

Under normal circumstances, it is only common for 1,000 elite cavalry to break 10,000 elite infantry, and it is only a common thing to kill the infantry's head and bleed into a river.

Whenever the Xia thieves came to the Song border to loot, the Xia thieves only dispatched a few thousand cavalry, and they did not need to be elite troops. The Western Army had to dispatch tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to deal with it, and it often suffered heavy losses. Each time, the Western army could only stand exhausted beside the corpses of their comrades, and watched with fire in their eyes as the enemy rode away triumphantly with the looted people and property.

Infantry in tattered uniforms, tough and elite cavalry in full iron armor. What a terrible word.

Although the infantry had the advantage in numbers, two or three people could deal with one cavalryman, but the spears pierced by their fierce swords fell on the thick iron armor of their opponents or horses, and only added some marks. The opponent didn't care at all, but he slashed it with a knife, and the Song soldiers who couldn't resist it would definitely splatter blood immediately, and most of them were lying on the ground with unwilling faces.

Although the mountains are full of potholes, stones and trees are in the way, which is not conducive to the iron cavalry to rush and kill. But this group of summer thieves are all strong, strong in equestrian and martial arts, extremely fierce in killing, sitting on horses condescendingly, urging horses to collide and fight, labor-saving and convenient.

This group of Song soldiers, who had no armor to protect, was undoubtedly exchanging their flesh and blood for the opponent's small injuries.

They suffered heavy casualties, and looking at the corpses strewn across the ground, the strength of the army should have been reduced to one-third, and according to the morality of the Song army, it should have collapsed a long time ago. But I don't know why, to this point, but still able to persist in fighting to the death and not retreating?

Zhao Yue frowned, glancing at the Song soldiers who were attacking like crazy with blood-red eyes. In the end, his eyes fell on the first few generals.

There are eight people who are the most powerful and conspicuous in force.

These eight people are fully armoured. Among them are four of them with majestic bodies, and the images revealed in the hooded helmets indicate that they all have bearded faces, and all of them are heavily armed. One makes a long-handled tomahawk. One makes maces, and the other makes a pair of iron whips. The fourth makes a pair of hammers. All of them are strong and powerful, and their martial arts are also considerable.

The other four will have no beard. The age should be very young, and the weapons used are very uniform, and they are all iron rods more than two meters long with egg thickness. It's also brave.

At this time, these eight generals were all covered in blood, and they didn't know whether it was their own or the blood of the enemy, and they all forgot to die and shouted fiercely.

Zhao Yue's eyes were sharp, and he could clearly see that the beads of sweat on the faces of the eight people were rolling down densely.

Zhao Yue's ears were tipped, and he could clearly hear the sound of the eight generals' increasingly heavy breathing.

Obviously, this battle was too fierce, no matter how long it took to fight, until now, these eight generals are tired, but they don't know why, they are crazy to persevere.

Perhaps the motivation for this group of Song soldiers to suffer serious losses but still fight to the death lies in these eight generals. If these eight generals retreat and are defeated, I am afraid that the spirit of supporting the soldiers will collapse immediately.

The number of summer thieves should be around two thousand, and against opponents who fought two or three times as much, they still did not all sort.

They were all ridden by one and two. In battle, one horse goes into battle, and the other can only be put aside, waiting for the horse to get tired and replace it.

There are about 500 summer thieves who guard the spare war horses and wait for the best time to attack and decide the victory in one fell swoop.

Zhao Yue looked at this group of people intently, and felt that dozens of the five hundred iron horsemen emitted a powerful and ferocious aura.

The armor and weapons of these people became better and better, and the horses became stronger. The flickering eyes in the hooded helmet exuded endless ferocity and arrogance, ready to deliver the most ferocious blow at any moment.

Western Xia Iron Harrier?

This term popped into Zhao Yue's mind.

Regarding the Western Xia Iron Harrier, there are many terrifying legends in the Great Song Dynasty. The Song army was arrogant and powerful, and the Western army was also afraid of it.

This is the elite of the elite in the gang, and the best of the best. The ability to be selected as an iron harrier is all a general-level powerhouse, and he has a variety of skills that ordinary generals do not have. Such as tracking, infiltrating, assassinating, disguised intelligence...... Charging into battle with strong combat effectiveness for the army to break through the Song army's defense line in one fell swoop and deter the opponent is only the lowest role.

Such an elite naturally can't have many in Western Xia, which has a small population in the country, only a few thousand people, and most of them are guarded in the capital of Western Xia.

What made the Great Song Dynasty ashamed was that a large country with a population of hundreds of millions saw the power and harm of the Iron Harrier, and also wanted to form and train such a team, but it couldn't select enough people.

The Song people are not only poor in equestrian and physical fitness, but also lack the loyalty and fearlessness of dedication and fierceness.

No matter how strong a sheep is, it is still a sheep after all, and if it encounters the weakest wolves, it will surely flee.

Not to mention the gap in combat effectiveness between the agrarian nation and the horseback nation. Only the political strategy of the Great Song Dynasty, which was extremely heavy on literature and light on military force, first cut off the iron-blooded backbone of the Song people.

This is the sorrow of a nation.

The invasion of the Jin army, the Great Song Dynasty from the emperor to the bureaucracy was unlucky as a whole, but no matter how miserable the end of these indulgent rulers was, how could they make up for the great pain of the already tortured Han people who had died in this continuous disaster?

Zhao Yue's fists clenched tightly, and he shouted angrily: "Damn beast! ”

The guards didn't know that Zhao Yue was scolding the corrupt ruler of the Great Song Dynasty, but when they saw the extreme anger of their master, their eyes immediately turned red. One by one, they clenched their grips on the steel knives.

Zhao Yue looked at Wang Nianjing and Qiao Yan, pointed to the Xia thief reserve army and said, "No matter what the way this group of Song people came from, they are fighting with their lives and forgetting their lives. We cannot stand idly by in the face of national righteousness. The only way to turn things around is to kill those people first. (To be continued.) )