"Commander, please go to the second line of defense to command." A guard hurried up to the watchtower and admonished.

"There's no hurry." Xu Shiyang put his hands on the armrests of the watchtower, carefully looking at the area where the fierce battle was taking place half a mile away, and his face was calm.

"Commander!"

"Now is not the time to be discouraged." Xu Shiyang said calmly: "Invest in the selection of the front and the militia." ”

"Report!"

Another sentry rode wildly, as if there was some emergency, and the others were still under the watchtower, and a slightly panicked voice could not wait to come up:

"Commander, the north has been breached!"

As soon as the words fell, a red firework rose up in the northeast and exploded in midair.

Red fireworks, indicating that the line of defense has been breached.

Xu Shiyang raised his head and silently watched the fireworks disappear into mid-air, and the sentry came to his side and explained anxiously:

"When this side was still fighting, there was a Tartar leader with thousands of cavalry running north along the defense line for more than ten miles, and then dismounted and attacked on foot.

This is to be expected.

There are many more Tartar cavalry than Xu Shiyang, and the battlefield mobility is naturally stronger, so he concentrated the Dingyuan battalion here, and other places can only be replaced by militia, and it is expected to be broken through.

"Commander, it's time to withdraw!"

Xu Shiyang looked ahead and felt a little sorry in his heart.

This side is fighting very well, and it is estimated that the enemy's losses are several times as much as their own, even if they are only counted as real Jurchens, at least it is a 1 to 1 exchange ratio.

What's more, the selection of frontmen suitable for melee combat has not yet been put into the battlefield, and the Qingzhou soldiers have the ability to drive the enemy out of the first line of breastwork.

If successful, the Tartars will have to rest for a while before launching the next attack, and the Qingzhou army can also take this opportunity to repair the broken defensive line, and then everything will be back to square one.

Now that the flanks have been broken through, it is meaningless for the defensive line in front of him to continue to hold on, and Xu Shiyang does not want his side to become a salient, if he is successfully outflanked by the two wings of the Tartars, it will be miserable.

"With the new army involved in the defense, it only lasted one day." Xu Shiyang shook his head helplessly, and said in disappointment: "Invest in the selection of strikers to counterattack, cover others and fight and retreat." ”

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Xu Shiyang came down from the upper floor, turned around and walked towards the second line of defense, never looking at the front line again.

Behind him, several guards began to burn the wooden watchtower - this thing could not be left to the Tartars alone.

……

Ahead, the Jin soldiers had cleared a trench about three hundred meters long, and most of the breastwork in this section had been dug down, and more Jurchens and Raw Jurchens had poured in from here, but they had not been able to expand the breakthrough point.

Some of the armor soldiers tried to jump out of the trench and attack from the ground, but the trench dug by the Qingzhou soldiers was in all directions, and it was a tree-like structure—several communication trenches leading backwards to the second breastwork were curved like an S-shaped snake, and some branches parallel to the trench continued to protrude from the sides of the snake's body.

Some of the Divine Soldiers occupied these branches, attacking every Jurchen soldier who dared to walk on the ground with muskets.

It is not a comfortable thing to stand in an open area and suffer lead, not to mention that the Tartars also suffered heavy losses in the attack just now, and what supported them to continue fighting was nothing more than the Tartars' harsh military discipline and the absolute superiority of the Han people in the past, otherwise they would have taken the initiative to retreat a long time ago.

Now that he has broken through the defense line of the breastwork on the surface, and has explained to the masters of Bo Jilie, even the commanding Meng An does not want to continue to step on the corpses of his own people - in the primitive organizational system of the Jurchens, soldiers are the property of the general, and they are also the guarantee of the status of the general.

If there are too many dead people, it is not impossible for Meng'an to be demoted to Moke.

Some low-ranking officers organized some men and tried to chase down the traffic trenches used by the Qingzhou soldiers to retreat, but the Qingzhou soldiers also engaged in close combat to select the front, and the two sides fought fiercely in the narrow trenches, unable to show any skills.

Here, parrying becomes pointless, and both sides can only rely on their armor to provide limited cover, and stab or slash each other with a single stroke of blood.

In this exchange, the cuirass of the light but higher defense of the selected front soldiers plays a better role, and it is difficult to use the Tartar with full strength to attack the chest and abdomen position of the Qingzhou soldiers, and it is difficult to be effective, and they can only try to attack the unprotected face door and limbs, which greatly reduces their attack range, but the Qingzhou soldiers can attack every part of the Tartar, as long as they hit, they can at least cause a little damage to the opponent - not every Tartar has the money to equip iron armor.

This kind of exchange made the Jurchens very uncomfortable, and they couldn't take any advantage, but they were very unwilling to let the Qingzhou soldiers retreat freely, and the Tartars could only loom at the cover of the retreating Fengfeng soldiers, not letting them retreat too quickly.

In this case, if the breakthrough troops on both flanks arrive, there may be a chance to hold some Qingzhou soldiers.

However, their hopes were shattered, and for the Jin soldiers who were outflanked on both flanks, the main communication trenches could also be regarded as trenches to be used for defense, and breaking through these trenches was not only a waste of time, but also a certain cost.

Therefore, until night, the Tartars had to stop their pursuit, and the Tartar soldiers who had been copied by the North Bread were not in place.

The Jurchens had to watch with regret as the last small group of Qingzhou soldiers stepped on the ladder and disappeared behind the second breastwork.

Then, the ladder was retracted, and the breastwork was like a python blocking its path, quietly waiting for the next fight.

Meng An, who was in charge of the command, slammed his fist on the wall of the trench, feeling that he couldn't vent the depression in his heart.

……

"Han dogs are extremely hateful!"

At night, the grizzled Wanyan Zongbi returned to the Jurchen camp, and as soon as he entered the house, he shouted angrily:

"Such a fat land, they dug it up like this!"

"What's going on?" Wan Yan also asked curiously.

This nephew has a very strong political sense of smell, and he also has a hand in fighting, and today he galloped north for more than ten miles with his kidnapping horse, taking advantage of the fact that the Qingzhou thieves failed to gather effective forces there, dismounted and fought on foot, and soon formed a breakthrough to the chest wall.

It stands to reason that at this time, the Jurchen Iron Cavalry should get on the horse and chase and kill, and kill all the fleeing Han dogs from behind like hunting; Or sweep south along the breastwork and attack the flank of the enemy's main force here, so as to encircle and annihilate the main force of the Qingzhou thieves.

But this time, Wanyan Zongbi, who was very decisive in his action, led thousands of cavalry, and spent nearly 3 hours, but he never managed to run out of the more than ten miles, and held them before the enemy retreated to the second line of defense.

The great opportunity was wasted.

"I've broken through twenty-one trenches along the way!"

Wanyan Zongbi exclaimed angrily:

"It's only a dozen miles away, and there are twenty-one trenches! And the ground was dug by those Han dogs, and the kidnapping horses couldn't run at all! We're going to have to go all the way down! But there are also people in those trenches to defend! ”

"How could this be outflanked on time! Are we fighting a war or catching rats!? ”