The Song army is approaching Mayu Mountain, and the Jin Bing camp must have gotten the news.

The two sides are very good at investigating intelligence, and the Jurchen sentinels are also all over the mountains and rivers.

From time to time, there will be situations where two sentinels meet, and as long as they meet each other, it will be a bloody battle between you and me.

Before the start of the war, sporadic fighting was repeated on this land.

The main forces of both sides are all restrained, waiting for the opponent to show his hole cards first.

Under this apparent calm, both sides are frantically preparing, eager to do their best in every detail for the next big battle.

Grain, grass, armor, blades, instruments... is piled up, whether it is Da Song or Dajin, there is enough volume to support this vicious battle.

The Jurchens who inherited all the family backgrounds of Daliao, coupled with the day and night forging of the Bohai Workshop, there is actually no gap in weapons.

Even in some forging processes and materials, it is superior to the Great Song Dynasty, especially the Liaodong horse of the Jurchens, which is far superior to the Mongolian horse commonly used by the Song army.

These Liaodong horses, which are much larger than ordinary war horses, are covered in armor and can still charge quickly, and with the thick leather armor of the Jurchen Tartars, they have become "invulnerable" iron bumps on the battlefield.

Ordinary young warriors, wearing a layer of armor, are a little difficult.

But the Jurchen Tartars, wrapped in three layers, wielded their blades as if they were unaffected, which was also the housekeeping ability they relied on to overturn Da Liao.

At the foot of Ma Yu Mountain, Yang Lin ordered to set up camp, and then directly took people to Han Shizhong's camp.

Han Shizhong has been stationed here for more than a month, and the fortifications have been preliminarily completed.

Hearing the arrival of Yang Lin and others, Han Shizhong hurriedly greeted him, and Yang Lin secretly observed that Han Shizhong's method of forming a village was different from that of Zong Ze.

The soldiers under Zong Ze are completely in accordance with the art of war, and the camp under Han Shizhong is more practical and looks less regular.

Zong Ze is a good soldier in training, and the soldiers under his command obey the order without any discount at all, Han Shizhong is a ruffian, and there are some scattered traces in the battalion.

In the distance, Han Shizhong stretched out his hand and walked quickly, smiling like a flower on his face.

Yang Lin slapped his hand away angrily and said, "Han Wu, the Great Wall has been guarded for a year, and you have worked hard, and the court has not forgotten you." ”

Han Shizhong secretly said in his heart, as long as he kept the position of the privy deputy envoy, he would enjoy happiness in Bianliang better than anything else.

Although he slandered in his heart, he didn't dare to say it, and said with a smile: "I am a Han Wuru straight soldier, I can't speak, I only know that dying for Shaozai is nothing, let alone fighting." ”

"You still can't speak? How is it that you are humbled, and are you ready? Yang Lin asked as he walked.

"Shaozai, rest assured, this battle will be won." Han Shizhong thought in his heart, anyway, you have been forced to make a military order, so it is better to talk full.

If you lose your life, who cares if you blow it or not, so you thump your chest and say it loudly and unambiguously.

Yang Lin was happy in his heart, the front-line generals were so confident, it seemed that the victory rate was very high.

After entering the big tent, Yang Lin first glanced at the sand table in the middle, which marked the location of the Song army.

Yang Lin glanced at it roughly, and just wanted to ask for details, when suddenly there was a chaotic noise outside, as well as the sound of whistling wind.

In the tent, including Yang Lin, all pulled out the swords hanging from their waists and rushed out of the tent.

A gust of wind blew, almost blowing people to the ground, rolling up the sand and covering the sky, making Yang Lin close his eyes.

"Shaozai, it's okay, it's a gale!"

Han Shizhong dragged him, returned to the tent, spit a few mouthfuls of sand full of saliva, and said, "Shaozai, at the turn of spring and summer here, there are often strong winds blowing. I often blew over the camp before, and it has stopped for a while in the past few days, but I never thought that it would blow again today. ”

Yang Lin was furious in his heart, he had the experience of Wang Mang's predecessors, and he had to pay attention to all natural disasters.

Going through the process of changing history is going against the sky, and there may really be some catastrophe.

That Wang Mang's death was too unjust, that is, thousands of years later, the meteorite falling from the sky is not something that human beings can resist.

Seeing that Yang Lin was silent, Zong Ze thought that he was frightened, for fear that this Taoist leader would do the same thing as the former emperor Zhao Ji, because of natural disasters to delay the military situation, and hurriedly said: "At the turn of spring and summer in the north, there are often strong winds, this is an ordinary celestial phenomenon, Shaozai must not worry." ”

The people in the tent were all patting the dust on their bodies, but Yang Lin was still motionless, thinking about whether to set up an altar and sacrifice heaven and earth.

Zong Ze's words, he didn't hear them clearly at all, just knew that this person seemed to have said something.

Yang Lin nodded casually and agreed: "I know, don't panic, although the wind is strong, I will blow the thief, and the Tartar is also uncomfortable." ”

At this time, the sky above the head of Ma Yu Mountain was grayish yellow, and the wind was like a huge wave, rushing towards a group of cavalry walking slowly in the wind and sand.

The wind swept from behind, the red helmet fluttered in the wind, the iron helmet rustled with sand and stones, and the golden back armor crackled.

The scenery more than a dozen paces away was blurred in the dust.

Yao Pingzhong held the spear in his hand and stood in the wind, his eyes had to squint.

"Thief bird, thief Tartar, thief God!" After scolding three times in a row, Yao Pingzhong turned around and ordered the withdrawal of troops.

In this battle, I got the news in advance and ambushed a Tartar grain transport team, but I didn't expect it to be stopped by the wind and sand.

In this kind of weather, he didn't dare to pursue without authorization, for fear of being ambushed by Lou Mur.

Fortunately, they all have iron armor on their bodies, and they are not afraid of being injured by sand and gravel.

Just a few years ago, the Western Army couldn't make up so much armor.

The cavalrymen in iron armor are all the elite of the elite, and they are always guarding the commander's side, and they will not be taken out until the last moment.

And now, the standard configuration of the entire Western Army is two sets of armor.

The blades in the hand are also handy, and there is no shortage of silver, being a soldier is enough to feed a family, you don't have to think about anything else every day, you can practice in your spare time, and you can fight in wartime.

It was the former elite Western Army, and now it has made great progress, and it is a small number of people who can also fight field battles with the Jurchen Tartars when the number is balanced.

Yao Pingzhong returned to the camp with a gloomy face, covered in yellow sand, and immediately had a personal soldier step forward and said, "General, Shaozai is here, and he is in Han Shizhong's camp in Mayu Mountain." ”

When Yao Pingzhong heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Who is he here with?" Wu Jue or Liu Qi? ”

"It's Zong Ze, Liu Qi seems to have arrived, and General Wu Jue is still in the Baiyu River area."

Yao Pingzhong clapped his hands, wiped his gray face, and said, "I've waited for so long, I've long been tired of small fights, and I'm finally going to fight!" A certain person wants to finish Yan Lou's room, throw away his armor and break his corpse into thousands of pieces! ”

PS: Congratulations to Xiao Xing I for becoming the leader of the alliance, and there is one more alliance leader, plus even more