"For the sake of the people of Hebei and the safety of the Central Plains, we will follow Shaozai to the death and fight to the death with the enemy chieftain!"

In Juyong Pass, Zong Ze's words were sonorous and powerful, but there were only one or two relatives in the account.

Juyong Pass, the canyon where the Guancheng is located, belongs to the mountainous area of the military capital of Taihang Yumai, the west mountain is sandwiched, there is a huge stream below, the cliff is steep, and the terrain is extremely dangerous.

It can be said that strangling this level is equivalent to strangling half of Youyan. It is precisely because of this kind of Xiongguan fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, that Zong Ze's soldiers and horses are the least compared to the other two defense lines.

Wanyan Aguda also saw this clearly, so he left Zong Wang and Xi Yin in Yizhou, personally led all the way, and attacked Juyong Pass.

The defenders of Juyong Pass have their backs to Xiongguan, and the Jurchen Emperor, who is famous all over the world and overthrows the Khitan, is inseparable, and the two sides have long been killed.

Yang Lin asked them to gather their forces and fight a decisive battle with the enemy chieftain, so that everyone would give up this hard-won stalemate. Although the current war is cruel and bloody, and every day is a fight for the dead, the overall situation is biased towards the Song army. Yang Lin's rhetoric of a protracted war is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and all the soldiers of Youyan believe that as long as it drags on, they will be able to win.

This kind of unity was originally a good thing for Youyan Song Jun, and it was also created by Yang Lin with great difficulty. Now it has become an obstacle for him to fight to the death and save the Central Plains from the poison of the thief chieftain Hulu.

Zong Ze looked around the big tent, only to find that his subordinates didn't seem to buy it, and couldn't help but say angrily: "As a soldier of the Great Song Dynasty, can I sit back and watch the Central Plains being trampled under the hooves of the Jurchens?" Why do you bow your head and wilt your head when you mention the decisive battle, is it because you can't succeed before you fight? ”

Zong Ze's army is very majestic, and all the generals under his angry tent were shocked, and Wang Yan, the commander of the former army, hugged his fists and said: "Why is the envoy angry, we are not afraid to fight, just give orders." ”

This sentence is soft and thorny, Zong Ze was strongly recommended and promoted by Yang Lin, and it has been three years since he came to Hejian Mansion in Hebei Province from the River Governance Division. In three years, he recruited and trained the soldiers and horses under his command, and for the first time, he didn't feel like an arm, but instead felt a little raw.

After receiving the order, the generals scattered in a daze, without any of the spirit that they should have before the war.

The situation of desperate fighting is tilting towards victory step by step, and at this time, it is really a little unwilling to give up all the arrangements and want to win the battle in one battle.

Zong Ze sighed, looking at the mountains and rivers in the Hebei area on the sand table, his eyes were always firm, Shaozai's decision was not wrong, he must save the Central Plains.

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Yizhou Mansion, listening to the words of the herald, Yang Lin lowered his head and was silent.

The young generals around him were filled with indignation, and Wu Ling even said loudly: "Han Shizhong does not obey the order, and he should be beheaded according to the crime!" ”

"Chop what." Yang Lin glared at him and sighed: "It stands to reason that he is a general at the border gate, coordinating Youyan's soldiers and horses, I am a civil official who came here on business, and it is me who should be punished according to the law." ”

"But..."Wu Lan just wanted to speak, but was dragged back by his brother, he flicked his sleeves, shook off his eldest brother's hand, and continued: "But Shaozai, that Po Han Wu is you." ”

"Shut up!" Wu Jue saw that his younger brother was so rude, and hurriedly stopped: "Han Shuai is a border general, in fact, you can insult it, get back for me." ”

Wu Jue is not smiling on weekdays, and he is as strict as others, but he is more spoiled by his younger brother. Now that the eldest brother, who has always been smiling, is really angry, Wu Lan really didn't dare to talk back anymore, and retreated unconvinced.

"Hey, help me quit gambling, a good Han Wu." Yang Lin held his knees and stood up, Yang Lin, who had not slept for more than two hours for several days, the tired look on his face was swept away.

The speed at which Yizhou's soldiers and horses were assembled was very fast, and Yang Lin pressed his sword and said: "Han Shizhong is right, one by one, small decisive battles can still play a decisive role." Most of the soldiers of Youyan are reluctant to give up the situation that they have fought so hard, so let's start with me, pass the order to beat the drum of summoning generals, and fight with Zongwang Xiaoer today to the death. ”

On both sides of the valley of Taining Mountain, groups of cavalry formed formations, and Wanyan Zongwang looked at the Song army slowly approaching from the vicinity of Yizhou City, and sneered.

In fact, the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, who is known as invincible, has not yet approached the city of Yizhou, and has not even touched the moat.

The military fortresses and fortifications along the way have become the battlefields of repeated contention between the two sides, and now the Song army is finally no longer shrinking into the village, and is going to take the initiative to attack, which is exactly the heart of the Jurchens, they seek war, especially the heart of the field, they are already in a hurry to go crazy.

Yang Lin roared loudly under the order, waved the order flag, commanded hundreds of cavalry troops, half dismounted, formed an arrow array, and faced the west. The remaining half of the horses were mounted back a little, leaving people to watch the vacant mounts, ready to counterattack at any time.

The smoke and dust rose from the west, the sound of horses' hooves roared like thunder, and I don't know how many Hu Qiqi were lifting their horses quickly, desperately rushing towards here.

Yang Lin took a look at the rolling smoke and dust, and resolutely ordered: "Shoot Hu Qi on both sides!" In addition, let the front army stand still, and do not allow these tartars to be pressed down on their heads! ”

"It's a Khitan soldier." Wu Jue reminded on the side.

Yang Lin glanced at it and knew that their combat effectiveness was not good. These Tartars can't form an array, so they rush over the sand indiscriminately, and there is chaos, and there is nothing to do with the ferociousness and cruelty?

The frenzied Jurchen Tartars are just dogs who can't change their eating, and they will use cannon fodder to rush into battle in battle, but unfortunately these Khitan cavalry are all slaves of the kingdom, and they are driven by enemies, just like the legendary man who was eaten by the tiger and became a soldier.

The Khitan cavalry surging down from the mountain rolled and jumped like a torrent and poured down, although the arrow rain continued to splash out rhythmically from the small array composed of Song army armor soldiers, and each round of arrow rain shot over more than ten Khitan soldiers. But they had long been domesticated by the Jurchens as numb livestock-like slaves, and the momentum still did not pause, and finally crossed the death zone blocked by this rain of arrows, and crashed headlong into the array of Song army armor soldiers standing like a mountain.

The sound of blades and armor clashing loudly, and the armor soldier standing in front of him to cover his own archer arched his front foot and his back foot propped up on the ground, his center of gravity lowered, and his riding shield in front of him. Immediately, I felt that I don't know how many heavy bodies slammed into the riding shield in their hands!

Yang Lin watched the battlefield carefully, and the huge collision caused the array of armor soldiers in the front row to collapse suddenly, and the Khitan soldiers who were the first to crash down also fell to the ground dizzily. At this time, it was the time for the long soldier to show his might, and the spear was inserted from behind the shield, and the world's first Great Song infantry soldier stabbed in array. The Khitan vassal cavalry also had no idea of stabbing each other with the heavily armored infantry warriors on the opposite side in a formation with long blades.

The idea of the Jurchens on the top of the mountain was to risk the lives of these vassal Khitan soldiers to crash through the array, and then the people behind them poured in and slashed and killed.

Seeing that the sturdy formation laid by the heavily armored infantry of the Great Song Dynasty was knocked a little loose, the front row of both sides was full of people on their backs. The Khitan cavalry pushed each other and wanted to rush in, but a row of soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty rolled up in front of them. It turned out to be the sergeants who had just shot the last round of arrows and retreated, and they quickly threw away their bows, drew their shields and raised their swords, and more than a dozen people lined up in a row. It's still the standard sword and shield infantry armor to engage the enemy.

This set of smooth operations is a series of rain or shine drills for several years, coupled with the experience accumulated from continuous actual combat, which is very different from those honor guards in Bianliang like the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army. The swords and shields that surged up lowered their center of gravity, and their left shields lifted the enemy's blades upward, progressing, and the long knives stabbed out! The sword light rolled over, and he used all his strength to quickly stab three times, but the array was still neat. Three into three stabs, neatly aligned, like a piece of killing machinery, more than ten blood paths suddenly opened up in front of him!

The Khitan soldiers screamed miserably, resounding through the mountains, and the Khitan and Han vassal armies in the Zongwang camp were all frightened. When the people in front of them died, it was their turn, and the Jurchens looked at them coldly, showing a cruel smile of contempt from time to time, like ghosts.

Yang Lin was agitated, and unconsciously, his strategy of training soldiers and raising generals by war had already achieved results, from south to west to north, around the huge territory to fight a circle, this group of people compared to Zhao Kuangyin's most precious 100,000 forbidden army combat power, not much worse.

"Shaozai, this gang of Tartars really doesn't need to be beaten, the last general will rush to the camp and capture Yan Zongwang alive!"

You're fucking overexcited, your brain is hot, young people just can't do it, although they have momentum, they are also easy to make mistakes, Yang Lin slapped him on the helmet and scolded: "Fuck off, don't you see that this is just cannon fodder for Tartars?" ”

Suddenly, a horn whined, and on the battlefield filled with wolf smoke, a chill suddenly appeared. Zong Wang on the top of the mountain commanded the Jurchen Tartars to line up, and Yang Lin raised the clairvoyant mirror, only to see the black dragon flag moving everywhere.

Behind him, several high-ranking generals all held up a wooden clairvoyant mirror and looked up the mountain.

The Black Dragon Banner was designed and produced after Ah Gu started the army, and the Jurchen military flag designed and produced was the national flag of the Jin State, and vassal soldiers were not allowed to carry the Black Dragon Banner. In other words, the main cavalry of the Jurchens is gathering and preparing for battle.

Yang Lin, who was so nervous that his throat was so dry that it was smoking, took a dry sip and scolded: "Damn, it's started." ”

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