Fighting, it's really not pretty, it's not aesthetically pleasing, and it's not even as exciting as a sumo match.

There is no invincible general, and no one can really rush into the big array and still enter the realm of no one, what seven in and seven out, that is the story in the script.

The powerful slash, the stabbing with all the strength of the body, like a wild beast on the ground and rolling around......

The drums at the head of the city filled all directions, shouting, wailing and scolding.

Kill and kill, and kill.

Even the golden armor kept stabbing forward with a spear, and once and again, with all his strength, he was also out of breath.

The Song fought with the Khitan, the Song fought with the Dangxiang, and later the Song also fought with the Jurchens, and the Song also fought with the Mongols. Everything is disadvantaged, and only this heavy iron armor is the only reliance of the two dynasties of the Great Song Dynasty.

In comparison with the past dynasties, the Song Dynasty is really cowardly in martial arts, but I have to say that the Song is really unlucky, under the congenital deformity, the enemies faced, from the strongest Khitan to the invincible Jurchen, and then to the invincible Mongolia under the generation of Tianjiao, are also unlucky enough.

Foot soldier, maybe this cowardly foot soldier should be unparalleled in the world.

The reason why there is no match in the world is probably because of this step man iron armor, this expensive step man iron armor, which comes from the economic development level of Song Qiangsheng.

When the cavalry of the steppe turned into infantry, holding a machete and looking at the iron armor, the foot armor of the Song people would make them desperate.

The horse that runs is the tank of this era, which can break through all obstacles, and the horse that stops immediately becomes useless, and even becomes a burden.

Yelu Yixin, who was in the Chinese army, didn't know what the battle situation was in front and left and right, but he desperately shouted and ordered: "Retreat, retreat, retreat, just retreat five miles!" ”

Ten miles back became five miles back, showing Yelu Yixin's anxiety. Although he didn't know the battle situation in front of him and on the left and right, he seemed to be able to guess some things, the ironclad infantry of the Song people and the light cavalry of the steppe people fought on foot, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Yelu Yixin had already turned his horse around, and he also shouted loudly for everyone in front of him to turn around.

But even Yelu Yixin could clearly feel that his pace was getting slower and slower in this big array, which proved that the distance between people was getting smaller and smaller, and people were squeezing closer and tighter.

The iron-armored foot soldiers of the Song people not only lined up neatly and stabbed forward, but also carried the rejecting horses forward to suppress them, and constantly moved the rejecting horses in front of the enemy.

In fact, most of these iron armors under Gan Qi are still recruits, but when everyone wears the iron armor on their bodies, they inexplicably have more courage, and when they see the enemy's knife slashing on the iron armor leaving only a moment of spark, the courage is even stronger.

If you move the rejection horse to the front of the head to separate the enemy from us, it will bring a sense of security to these recruits, standing behind the rejection of the horse, as long as you keep stabbing forward, it doesn't matter if you kill the enemy or not, it is just to keep stabbing and poking out some gaps, and then move the rejection horse forward.

This is the case with many recruits, and it seems that they can always maintain a sense of security.

Naturally, there were also enemy counterattacks, and dozens of people formed a group, and they rushed to a point, over the rejection of the horse, and then over the rejection of the horse, and fought for their lives at those iron armors.

The ironclads listened to the command, licked their dry lips, swallowed the saliva on their tongues, and continued to stab.

What is the strength of the force, what is the skill, there are no counts here, only a row of spears to assassinate forward, no matter how you usually know, flip and move, swords, guns and halberds at your fingertips, in the face of such a spear as close as a forest, it is not enough to be poor in donkey skills.

This is the tactics of the foot soldiers, there is nothing mysterious, it is just arranged well, listen to the password, and be neat and uniform.

The leaders of the team, as on the training ground, issued clear commands.

"Thorn!"

"Onward!"

"Thorn!"

"Onward!"

"Thorn!"

"Press on the back!"

"Thorn!"

"Three rows of arrows!"

"Thorn!"

"Don't get out of touch, the wounded stand back!"

"Keep up, keep up, sting!"

"Leave the dead alone, step over!"

"If the wounded soldier can get up, don't be on the ground, retreat on his own, and if he can't get up, he should be killed!"

"Sting, hurrying up, stabbing faster!"

War, that's how boring it is.

Fierce battle, but this is the situation.

I don't know how long it took, Yelu Yixin finally squeezed from the crowd to the rear not far away, and also turned around with 20,000 or 30,000 people in the rear.

Yelu Yixin's sight had already seen the rejecting horses temporarily placed in the rear, not many, far less than the front and left and right, although there were several rows, but it was not despairing.

"Rush up, knock Song Dog back, move away from the rejection of the horse, move away from the rejection of the horse!" This is the order of Jereyisin and the expectation of Jereethin at this time.

A few rows of horses are just rejected, as long as they rush up to open an opening, countless cavalry can swarm out of that opening, as long as they rush out, the situation of this big battle will be different immediately.

The battle of the trapped beasts, only madness, the countless grassland cavalry in the rear of the Liao army turned over and dismounted, and rushed to the rejecting horses in the rear with the courage to see death as home, and the purpose they wanted to achieve was to move away from the refusal horses.

Di Yong was standing at the front of the rejection horse, and the spear was constantly stabbing, and the current situation did not allow him to exert any extraordinary force, and the closer everyone was, the better.

It's just that Di Yong's style of play is much more radical, he didn't stay behind the rejection of the horse and slowly press forward, he rushed out of the rejection with his subordinates, and kept shouting: "Shi Honglei, I will lead people to rush forward, you carry the rejection horse to keep up, press forward, fight!" ”

Shi Honglei carried a rejection horse on his shoulder, held a spear in his hand, looked anxious, and shouted: "If you want to die, you will not die for thousands of years, General Xiaodi, you just rush forward, my old history will never lag behind!" No one's horse even wants to move! ”

"Kill!" Di Yong shook his teeth and shouted: "Take five steps forward, assassinate!" ”

"Go forward, go forward, go forward, go forward!" Heart-rending shouts.

The leaders of the team kept shouting at the top of their throats.

"Don't be afraid, don't block!"

"Don't block, don't block, stab forward!"

"Don't put away the gun to block, don't be afraid, the iron armor will definitely protect you, assassination, assassination!"

The faces of the soldiers were intertwined with nervousness and blood, and the hands holding the guns trembled a few times from time to time, only the stabbing continued.

Di Yong is moving forward, and Yelu Yixin is also moving forward.

Both seemed to be able to hear each other's words.

Yelu Yixin was still urging his subordinates to dismount and gather and rush forward, moving away from the horses.

Di Yong also continued to shout, with only one word in his mouth: "Forward!" ”

The throats of the two of them had already burst out, and they were so hoarse that they could scratch their hearts and livers in their ears.

Chen Han at the head of the city is still arranging errands to take turns drumming.

Zeng Xiaokuan at the head of the city, muttering in his mouth, but he didn't know where to get the pen and paper, holding the pen in his hand, and kept writing on the paper with trembling: On April 11 of the second year of Zhiping of the Great Song Dynasty, Yu Li Datong City Head, witnessed the fierce battle of Song Liao, the Song army was less than 50,000, and the Liao army was 100,000 light horses. For a while, the drums shook the sky, shouting and killing like thunder, the blood and qi rose on the battlefield, which was disgusting, and under the battlefield, the stumps and broken arms of the internal organs were everywhere, and the scene of purgatory was nothing more than that.

The Liao army wants to go north, but it can't be done several times, and the re-strength is about to come out, the spear is like a sickle, the people are like mustard, the commander is brave, and the soldiers are dead. Yu also felt the blood surging, unable to hold himself, only read a scholar, no power to kill the enemy, only to mention the note, I am in the middle of the world, the civilization is bright, six and eight wilderness, thousands of years for respect, without him, the man dares to die! Today's battle is hateful and hateful, and I can't wait to wear armor and go together, clenching my fists and cracking my teeth.

The day has passed the top, the fierce battle does not stop, the southern Liaoning army is powerless, the east and west have become the end of the strong crossbow, only the north to come back to attack, not reached, and then ......

Zeng Xiaokuan's pen is like a dragon, constantly writing and drawing, as if he is here, he can't exert half of his strength, only by recording the scene he has witnessed, it seems that he has also made a lot of strength at this time.

Continuing to write again, Zeng Xiaokuan wrote excitedly.

It was already afternoon, and the battlefield seemed to be calming down a lot, the fighting in the south was slowly stopping, the east and west were slowly subduing, and even the conflict in the north was not as fierce as before.

Tired, all tired.

The adrenaline slowly subsided, and everyone was out of breath.

Seventy or eighty thousand, one hundred thousand, cannot be killed. Even if you stand there and be cut down, you won't be able to cut it all for a while, not to mention that there are more than 100,000 horses in the middle.

The prairie people can't rush out, and they probably know that they can't rush out.

The Song people were also so tired that they couldn't move their legs.

The battlefield of more than 100,000 people finally fell into a stalemate in the middle of the afternoon.

The rejection of the horse once again became the line of defense separating the two sides.

Buckets of water kept moving forward, buckets of water passed through the rows of ironclad soldiers, and everyone drank a few scoops before they stopped.

The bread in the basket comes again.

The steppe man among the countless horses had a look of despair on his face, and his eyes looked blankly at Song Jun, who was eating and drinking twenty or thirty steps away.

Yelu Yixin's throat was completely hoarse, so hoarse that it hurt to speak, so hoarse that everyone listening to him could hear it clearly when they were closer.

Gan Qi's throat, Di Yong's throat, the same.

There is no such thing as killing 100,000 enemy chieftains in a battle, and that is also in the story. Even if 100,000 pigs were surrounded on the spot, it was impossible to be easily slaughtered by people in a battle.

Gan Qi sat on the ground, looking at the enemy not far from him, eating bread and drinking water, exhausted, sleepless all night, from the second half of last night to this afternoon, he had already been vain.

It is impossible to let go, and it is also difficult to continue fighting.

Surrender is also unrealistic for the time being, and it is impossible for those who cannot see the way out to surrender. For example, Jerry Yisin.

And those steppe people, as well as the leaders of those steppe people, whether to surrender or not are still in a state of entanglement. On the one hand, he was afraid of the prestige of the Liao people in the grassland for hundreds of years, and on the other hand, he didn't want to really sell his life to the Liao people until the whole army was wiped out.

Gan Qi once again ordered: "Order the city to continue to build a rejection horse, put it up, and put it on top of each other." ”

"Order all the forbidden armies in the nearby state capital to rush to support!"

Now that the war has arrived, those unusable armies should be usable at this time, at least the use of arranging defensive lines on the periphery can still be used.

Eating and drinking, Ganchi was hungry and thirsty.

The cowhide drum was removed from the city and lined up not far behind Ganch.

Chen Han and Zeng Xiaokuan also came down.

Zeng Xiaokuan sprinkled with I don't know how many pages of paper he wrote, it was at this time when the armistice was held, he was also writing, and the prelude to the war began to be written on the paper, and he witnessed this moment with his own eyes, so he had to record it completely, not only to the people of Bianliang City, but also to the people of the world, and to leave it to future generations.

Zeng Xiaokuan came up and saw Gan Qi, so he lay aside and wrote hard.

Chen Han stood respectfully beside Gan Qi and asked, "Do you want to go down and rest for a while?" ”

Gan Qi waved his hand and said: "You go to the rear to find Di Yong, let him also deploy defenses in the north, there are still thirty or forty thousand cavalry in the camp of the Liao army, if you come to the rescue, you must also use the horse to block all the periphery of the battlefield!" ”

Chen Han took the order and left, originally Chen Han should not have done the matter of passing the military order, but there was no one around Gan Qi who was not exhausted.

Gan Qi looked up at the sky, it was dark for about two hours, there was no hurry for the time being, and then rested, so that the soldiers could rest again, eat and drink enough, and rest for an hour.

Suddenly, Gan Ba staggered from afar, and said with great joy: "Big brother, big brother, that kid from Uguru is back!" ”

Gan Qi never really took Uguru to heart, but for some reason, when he heard Uguru come back, he jumped up and said, "Where? Where are the people? ”

Gan Ba ran to the front, sat on the ground with his buttocks, raised his hand and pointed back: "I entered the city, I was covered in blood, and I had more than a dozen wounds, and I found a medical officer to save it." ”

"How did he survive?" Gan Qi was a little surprised, how could this kid survive under the hooves of hundreds of thousands of horses?

"He rushed around, and then he was knocked down, and the boy was bright, and he was under the belly of the horse, and he ran with the horse, and then the horse ran out of the enemy line, and he tied himself to the horse and went south, and was seen and rescued in the north." Exhausted, Gan Ba had a tired smile on his face.

Gan Qi opened his mouth, and he was shocked in his heart, equestrian equestrian, someone can really hold the horse's belly all the time without falling off?

More than 100,000 horses galloped south, and one of them had a man hanging on its belly, and he was so lucky.

Gan Qi was also in a good mood at this time, and said: "This kid is really big!" ”

"Haha...... Big brother, I'll just say that this kid is clever and can't die. Gan Ba smiled heartily, picked up the dough that Gan Qi had eaten half and gobbled it up.

"There are many rewards, and a thousand young men will be rewarded to him, no, two thousand! When this battle is over, we must treat him to a drink. Ganchi waved his big hand in the air, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, maybe he didn't know that this Uguru slowly had a little weight in his heart, and was no longer just a tool.