In an open space on the north bank of the Juma River, more than 1,000 carriages were crowded, and more than 8,000 Song troops wearing iron armor were crowded.

Ganch, as the commander of this army, had already galloped around a few times, and his throat was hoarse.

All the military men, looking up at this Gan Xianggong who was galloping wildly, I don't know why they have a sense of relief, this feeling is a little inexplicable.

"Stand up, don't mess around, listen to the drums, and listen to the drums as you normally practice......"

Gan Qi was shouting, and the generals of the various departments were also shouting.

On the south bank of the Juma River, not long ago, Di Qing had just assembled with more than 17,000 troops and was rushing to the battlefield.

Ganqi's side can be regarded as establishing a bridgehead across the river, so that the follow-up troops can cross the river with peace of mind.

It was also because of Gan Qi's impromptu intention to see Xiao Hu that it made crossing the river much easier. The art of war is cloudy, and attacking it halfway through means that if the enemy wants to cross the river, the best time to attack is to let the enemy soldiers and horses attack halfway through.

Gan Qi has always been afraid of this, afraid that his army would be discovered by the Liao army before it was completely ready to cross the river, and it was attacked by Bandu.

At this point, there was obviously no need to worry about it, Ganchi was already ready on the banks of the river, and the question was whether this battle could be won.

The Liao army, which came to receive more than a thousand carts of "property", obviously will arrive soon, and the number will not be small, this is an encounter, and it is a completely unexpected encounter for the Liao army.

For Ganch, it was clearly not an encounter.

This is also where Ganchi excels.

But Gan Qi is still worried, this battle almost determines all the future of Gan Qi for the war, once this battle is lost, Gan Qi's 25,000 men and horses, almost in vain, in the fashionable words, that is, the mentality is all collapsed, don't expect these people to be brave in the battle in the future.

If this battle is won, the army will be truly worthwhile.

In this battle, in fact, it is a training of courage, and victory will let all the soldiers who participated in the battle for the first time know that it is not a difficult thing to win the Liao army.

Therefore, Gan Qi became more and more stressed, and rode around the front of the formation again, personally inspecting the Jurchen knights of the three hundred fallen camps.

"Check the chains to see if they are tight!"

"No matter what, don't stand back!"

"Listen to the drums and keep going!"

"Keep pushing."

Gan Qi kept shouting, the so-called armor and riding equipment, literally means that people and horses are wearing heavy armor.

This kind of heavy armored cavalry is actually very limited, because it is too heavy, it can't run fast, it can't catch up with the enemy, and it can't run away by itself.

However, they have a great advantage in this kind of positional warfare in the field.

Chaining all the people together, fastening the knights to the horses with chains, blindfolding the horses, and even blocking the horses' ears, hundreds of men marched forward together like tanks, into the enemy's camp, and all the way forward.

Even if a person dies, move forward. This is the meaning of trapping, using this torrent of steel to completely penetrate the enemy's formation.

In order to ensure that this group of heavily armored iron horsemen kept moving forward, Ganchi would personally beat the horses behind these people, and constantly hit the horses in front of them with a horse whip and even a spear, so that the horses could move forward.

This is what it means to fight, not only to the enemy, but also to one's own people.

Uguru, who had chased and killed more than thirty fleeing Khitans, came back, with an IQ on horseback and six heads tied to it, which was his military exploit.

When Ganchi saw him, the first thing he said was, "Uguru, come and pierce my armor." ”

Uguru hurriedly dismounted, removed the heavy armor from Ganqi's horse, and began to pierce Ganqi's armor.

The formation was in place, the crossbows were placed, the feathered arrows were distributed, and every soldier stood where he should stand, standing straight.

Uguru dressed Ganchi in armor, and Ganchi turned back and shouted, "Silence, silence! ”

"Willing to be a public order, be quiet."

"Gan Xiang has an order, be quiet!"

The sound passed backwards layer by layer.

Several people put on Gan Qi's armor, and Gan Qi ordered: "Uguru, you take the Blade Battalion to the east to join the Chisel Battalion, once the battle starts, don't wait for orders, immediately attack, and go straight to the place where the flag is." ”

"Yes!" Uguru led more than 300 men to the east, and a few miles away there was a battalion of chiseling awaits. The two battalions converged, a total of 700 men, and as soon as they stood up, these people would go straight to the center of the enemy formation, and the elite would have to be used like this.

With the greatest efficiency, the greatest possible and the most rapid means to disrupt the enemy's military formation. As long as the enemy is in disarray, defeat is not far off.

On the land of the North China Plain, the morning sun has just passed, just above the head, the spring day is slightly warmer, the field of vision is left and right, the winter wheat is like a wave, and many soldiers are standing on the wheat field. Ruixue was supposed to be a good year, but many wheat crops died before the harvest was in the spring.

The drums paused, just waiting for the sky to shake again.

When a vulture flies through the sky, the eight thousand people in the eyes are just a small handful in the wheat waves.

The tense atmosphere made most people's eyes full of nervousness, only when they looked up and saw a golden-armored knight in front of them, and a big flag stood beside the knight, and the word "Gan" was written on it, which could make people feel a little relieved of tension.

Yes, Ganchi wore a golden armor today, specially made. In order to be the most visible in the crowd, so that everyone can see him, so that everyone knows that he is there.

He is not only in, but also in front of everyone.

This army has as many as 25,000 people, although they have been training in big fish and meat for several months, and each of them has grown a large circle of body, and they all have a powerful appearance, but they still need a kind of confidence and conviction.

Ganched had to build up faith and conviction for them.

Under the sunlight in the distance, at the end of people's vision, a long black dragon has slowly appeared.

The Liao army came, at least 20,000 of them.

They came to receive the goods sent by the Song people.

But the black dragon, a few miles away, came to a halt, and apparently noticed something strange on the riverbank, and the scouts were running all over the mountains.

Then you could faintly hear a buzz in the distance, and 20,000 people began to speak at the same time, and maybe shouting.

It should probably also be words like lining up to meet the enemy.

More than 20,000 people like a long dragon began to slowly get closer.

But it's a long process.

Gan Qi, on the bank of the river, was already shouting: "Beat the drum, go forward, slow drumming!" ”

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......"

A drum beat is a footstep, and the speed of the drum beat is the speed of the footsteps.

Three hundred Jurchens were trapped, and the horse's hooves moved forward gently. followed by the previous knights led by Gan Qi and Shi Honglei.

Five thousand foot soldiers, footsteps to the beat of the drum, kalakala.

Kalakaralakara......

There was also the sound of armor rubbing.

This is the result of Di Qing's months of training, the queue is advancing, the footsteps are exactly the same as the drum beat, and there is not the slightest noise.

But there are still a pair of nervous eyes, and the sweat that involuntarily oozes from the palm of the hand that clenches the spear.

The cries of the enemy became clearer.

Khitan, Chinese, Dadan, Bohai, Xi......

The various languages are intertwined.

More than 20,000 people of all kinds, some in iron armor, some in leather iron armor, and some in leather armor, are also intertwined.

On the iron helmet of the Khitans, there are two horns, and the shape is particularly terrifying.

The neat footsteps were still approaching, and the drums were advancing with the unframed boards.

Countless wheat stalks were bent over by footsteps, giving off a grassy aroma.

The faces of the people under the horns and iron helmets slowly became clear.

It's just that although this horned iron helmet exudes a barbaric atmosphere, the human face in the iron helmet can't see the ferocity of decades ago, and it is even more nervous and uneasy.

The army of the Liao State finally gathered together, and the cavalry in armor in rows continued to pacify the horses under them.

This encounter obviously had to be fought, if it was faced with the Song army without even fighting and retreated, returning to the city, I don't know how many army generals would fall to the ground.

But all the Liao soldiers know that the Song army is vulnerable, this is a cognition that has been passed down from decades ago, and no Khitan will feel that the Song army's combat effectiveness is very strong, this is the propaganda method of fighting the enemy to improve themselves in the past few decades, and the combat effectiveness of the Song army is not high. In the border battles a few decades ago, the Liao State has always won more than lost the war, as evidenced by the fact that the Song people have to pay protection fees to the Liao State every year.

What's more, the Song people were not more than 10,000, the Liao army was more than 20,000, and there were five or six thousand cavalry alone. In this battle, what reason is there to retreat without a fight?

In the large array of the Liao army, the sound of drums finally came out.

The Liao National Horse Team also began to move forward.

Apparently both sides knew that it was still early to charge, and they only started to charge when they got a stone's throw away. The so-called land of one arrow is the range of ordinary bows and crossbows.

Perhaps, according to the usual practice, when they reach the land of a stone's throw, the two sides have to send people to talk to each other a few times, and they will have to confront each other for a long time before the war officially begins, and even sometimes, after the confrontation, it is not necessarily that they will really fight immediately.

However, this convention is also a legend, and few people on either side have actually been on the battlefield.

The two sides slowly approached each other.

A stone's throw away is not yet here.

Gan Qi suddenly shouted: "Eight bull crossbows ready!" ”

There was a soldier beside Ganch, who stood high from his stirrup and raised a red flag.

Gan Qi collected more than 100 eight-bull crossbows from all over Hebei, and was being carried forward with the army at this time, and the general in charge of this department was named Zhi Kexing, when he saw the red flag raised high above Gan Qi's side, he hurriedly shouted: "Put down, put down the crossbow quickly, draw the bow, and put on the arrow!" ”

The bed crossbow was heavily placed on the ground, and although the soldiers had trained countless times, they still began to pull the strings in a hurry, and began to put huge arrows on them.

"Don't panic, follow the previous drills, follow the steps, and everyone has their own duties."

"Don't mess around, do your job."

Zhi Kexing shouted again and again, he was also anxious, anxious, the soldiers under his command were in chaos like this, this was something he didn't expect, the previous training was not like this.

After all the bed crossbows were wounded and the arrows were attached, Zhi Kexing raised his head and stared at the red order flag in front of him.

Gan Qi at the front said in a calm and hoarse voice: "Release!" ”

The commander put down the command flag in his hand, and the man sat back on horseback.

The last Zhi Kexing hurriedly shouted: "Release the arrow, release the arrow." ”

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

There was a sound of bowstrings, and huge crossbow arrows became a black shadow, and hundreds of black shadows formed a parabola to cut through the sky, with a whistling sound. Decades ago, it was this kind of arrow that accurately hit the forehead of Xiao Tzulin, the commander of the Liao State, on the battlefield.

With great force, the arrow fell from the sky and pierced into the shoulder of a bull's horned helmet, and the arrow shot through his shoulder armor, sparks flew everywhere, and then shot out from under his armpit, and after a little less force, it shot into the horse's back and into the horse's belly.

The horse was in pain, raised its front hooves high, and with a roar, took a few steps forward, and immediately fell to the ground, and the horned knight also fell to the ground, but did not break away, and the centaur was nailed together by a huge arrow.

"Shoot the arrow, and then release the arrow." He raised his spear aloft and roared with all his might.

The soldiers with nervous faces hurriedly pulled their bows and wound them again.

In the tight formation of the Liao army, hundreds of people were shot down, wailing, panicked horses, dead and wounded, causing a lot of confusion.

This kind of eight-ox crossbow, although it is unique to the Song army, does not mean that the Liao army does not have similar things, but today the Liao army is here to transport things, obviously did not bring these things out. Perhaps there are many such things in the armor library of the Liao army, which are moldy.

The Eight Bull Crossbow had only reached the third round, and suddenly he heard the drumbeat of the Liao army on the opposite side and began to intensify.

What is the confrontation between the two parties in one stone, and what is called the negotiation, that is really a legend.

At least Ganchi doesn't think about these legends.

Therefore, the Liao army was three or four hundred steps away, and began to beat drums and rush into battle.

Hearing the loud drum beat on the other side, Gan Qi's heart tightened, but he forced himself to calm down a few times, recalled all the details of Di Qing's teachings in his mind, and shouted in his mouth: "Two red flags." ”

The soldier beside him was an elite man of the Western Army, about forty years old, with slightly white temples and an unchanged face, who pulled out two red flags from the side of the horse and held them high, looking at Gan Qi.

"Four hundred steps, three hundred and fifty steps, three hundred steps!"

"Divine Arm Crossbow Arrow!"

As soon as the flag was released, the arrows in the air rained down, and the sky was hidden.

"Two hundred and eighty steps, two hundred and fifty steps, two hundred and thirty steps......

Gan Qi kept silently reciting his estimation in his heart, and the horse's hooves in front of him were already ringing, although he could see people falling off his horse, but he didn't see the horse's hooves slacking off at all, and the dust raised was already hidden from the sky.

"Drums, drums!"

With Ganch's shout, after a slight delay, the drums beat like rain.

"Knock knock ......knock knock

Trapped in the camp, the horse's hooves have risen, and even Gan Qi personally pulled out the horsewhip and hit the horse in front of his head, urging the three hundred trapped camps to run forward!

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Chirp!"

"Drive!"

With a spear in his hand, no matter who could hear him, Gan Qi kept shouting, "Onward, onward!" ”

A torrent of steel spilled out of the gate and rushed forward.

No more bells and whistles, no more strategizing.

It's like a book of war: husband fights, courage also, one blow.

There are two more sentences at the end: then decline, three and exhaustion.

A rush of courage is to determine the victory.