Yeli begged to die, with an unparalleled grudge.

In addition to this defeat, he performed very well, dealing with the Qingtang Dynasty, suppressing the Tibetan tribes, and even dragging the Western Xia men and horses during the Battle of Hengshan, and made great contributions.

At one time, Yeli Yu beggar felt that the Great Song Dynasty should not be too ruthless, and at least give him a little preferential treatment, but he forgot that as Li Yuanhao's right-hand man, Sanchuankou, Haoshuichuan, and the Great Song Dynasty, how many losses have been suffered, hundreds of thousands of troops, hundreds of people, the pain is piercing, and the pain is to the bone marrow.

No matter how good Yeli begs beggar, he can't make up for his past sins.

Therefore, when he is defeated and useless, he will be retaliated against with the most cruelty, stripped of his military rights, deprived of everything, even his wife and children will be taken away...... After many years of hard work, all his efforts came to naught, and he was ruined and became a sinner in Western Xia...... Maybe at the moment of death, he should regret it indescribably!

That's what you deserve!

When he learned that Yeli had died of begging, Wang Ningan just hummed and said he knew, and then as if this person had never appeared, he was thrown out of the clouds.

The people who met the famous waves have arrived.

As Wang Ningze judged, he was very strong and weak, and the pressure of sixty or seventy thousand people forced him to fight a decisive battle with the Great Song Dynasty as soon as possible.

Wang Ning'an chose to camp next to the Shandan River, just to hold the main road between Ganzhou and Liangzhou, with high mountains on one side and desert on the other, only by defeating them can he have a chance to get out of the predicament.

"Children, we are the eagles of the sky, the wolves of the steppes, the rulers of the mountains and the plains...... We will not surrender, we will not fear, no one can defeat us, no one can! ”

Wei Minglang was constantly boosting morale, and he chose to attack the Song army at dawn.

The cunning Wei Minglang Yu did not use his henchmen, but drove the men and horses who had just surrendered, using them as cannon fodder, and the black crowd pressed towards the camp of the Great Song Dynasty.

These people were not fast, they were formed into a team of fifty people, they were only armed with rudimentary and worn swords, and they had no armor on their bodies, they were completely cannon fodder.

Behind the cannon fodder of each team, there were also many warriors, half of whom were armed with bows and arrows, and half of them were armed with swords, axes and shields, which could not only play the role of supervising the army, but also as a long-range unit to attack the Song army.

The cannon fodder was getting closer and closer to the Song army, and a trench that had been dug long ago appeared in front of them, and the team was sluggish for a while.

The three-foot-long arrow shaft, under the propulsion of huge force, can easily penetrate three layers of armor, not to mention flesh and blood. Many people are like being strung with sugar gourds, and each arrow has three to five cannon fodder shot through and falls to the ground. Those who did not die immediately had their mouths full of blood and let out a terrible roar, as if possessed by evil spirits.

As if they hadn't heard it, they continued to urge, hesitated a little, and slashed with their swords.

Cannon fodder uses dirt, stones, and even corpses to fill out a road, and move forward quickly, but there is another trench in front, just like that, they keep filling it, and the Song army's bed crossbow wave after wave, which seems to be endless, and I don't know how long it took, the trench was finally broken through, but only 5,000 cannon fodder, which has been exhausted.

Wei Minglang didn't feel the slightest distress, he ordered again, and sent three thousand cannon fodder again, he simply had to consume all the prisoners to feel at ease, Wei Minglang Yu really planned to do so, anyway, they are all wild and begging people, and they will die if they die, so they don't have to feel distressed at all.

Relying on the cannon fodder as a shield, they finally broke through the blockade of the bed crossbow and rushed to the front of the Song army.

Naturally, there was no need to doubt the plate armor of the Song army, but the arrows came too densely, and a few people were shot and had to withdraw from the battle, and the people behind immediately replenished it, without affecting the combat effectiveness at all.

The two sides finally collided together, and the first row of the Song army was full of tall and majestic warriors, and what they held in their hands was the famous Mo sword!

"Kill!"

In an instant, a flash of sword light, blood came out of the enemy's body, the skull was shattered, and the internal organs flowed out, which was extremely miserable. The recruits in the team were all surprised, they only felt that the knife in their hands, as if cutting through a pile of cotton, was unstoppable, it was too easy, only the blood sprayed on their faces, smelly and dirty, told them that it was indeed a killing!

The recruits were trembling and excited, but the veterans were much calmer, beckoning the big guy to swing their knives again.

In this way, the Modao team was like a grim reaper, frantically harvesting lives, three thousand cannon fodder, and it didn't last long, just like the tide, retreated, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

Wei Minglang squinted his eyes and observed the Song army, and he found a strange phenomenon, that is, the Song army was not equipped with a divine arm crossbow, you must know that this is the strongest magic weapon of the Song army in the Battle of Hengshan.

The divine arm crossbow is the trump card of the Song army to restrain the cavalry and suppress the Western Xia archers, without the divine arm crossbow, the medium and long-range strike force of the Song army will disappear, pointing to the cumbersome bed crossbow, I am afraid that it will not be successful!

"Here's your chance!"

Wei Minglang met a wave of the scimitar in his hand, and a cavalry team of 10,000 people swarmed out and swept towards the Song army...... They were like a gust of wind, lifting up the yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun, and rolling forward.

The power of the cavalry is really terrifying.

These cavalrymen generally wore leather armor, and some wore iron armor, although they did not reach the level of iron harriers, but it could also be seen that they were the elite in the hands of Wei Ming.

They attacked quickly, and the bed crossbow could only complete two rounds of shooting, and two or three hundred people died, but they could not stop their momentum, and gradually, they were getting closer and closer to the Song army.

Although the Modao team is extremely strong, they are not afraid, aren't they just desperate! Lao Tzu won't be afraid!

At this time, suddenly from the back of the Song army, rushed out a group of soldiers, they stood in the gap of the Mo Dao team, a group of two, the people in front, with a bracket to set up a thick bamboo pipe, the soldiers behind, put the wooden stick at the end of the bamboo pipe on the ground, the black bamboo tube, aimed at the cavalry coming from the impact.

They quickly lit the fire rope, and after waiting for less than three seconds, a dull explosion sound was heard one after another, and the stones, iron filings, and lead bullets in the sky rushed towards the cavalry of Western Xia.

This thing is the earliest firearm, the famous assault rifle!

Wang Ningan has long wanted to study artillery firearms, but he got stuck on the material, after all, copper is still too expensive, and firearms in the Ming Dynasty were popular, because silver became the main currency, and the value of copper was relatively reduced, so there was large-scale equipment.

wants to go directly to the iron cannon, but Wang Ningan doesn't understand the technology, so he can only let the craftsman explore, and he can't achieve it quickly.

However, he still came up with a solution, and that was the assault rifle.

This thing doesn't need copper, or even iron, just a bamboo tube!

With a thick straight bamboo barrel, the front part is used as the chamber, the middle part is charged, and the rear end is equipped with a hand-held wooden stick, when used, the gunpowder can be ignited to fire the stone bullets inside, to put it bluntly, it is a primitive shotgun.

Due to the use of bamboo tubes, the strength is not enough, the charge can not be many, and it is basically invalid at one time, and in the eyes of later generations, it is basically chicken ribs.

But Wang Ningan doesn't think so, whether the weapons are advanced or not is completely relative.

In the face of a large blade, a rifle is fine, and if you have to use a cannon to fight mosquitoes, you can't get along with yourself. Although the assault rifle is not good, when at least the sound is loud enough, the smoke and dust in the sky are very terrifying.

Moreover, stone iron bullets can also hurt people.

Many Western Xia cavalry didn't understand what was going on, so they were shrouded in gunsmoke, and both people and horses were injured.

The first time the war horse touched this thing, it was smoke, fire, and it could also spew out stones, and the skin and flesh were open, and the blood was dripping, and the war horse couldn't stand it at first.

Many of the horses panicked, could not be controlled, and ran around, only to throw their own ranks into disarray, and people turned on their backs.

At this time, the grenadiers of the Song army also joined the attack.

Compared with the assault rifle, the grenade is much more mature, and the black iron balls exploded in the middle of the Western Xia people and horses, some people were injured, some people were killed, and they were embarrassed.

And because firearms are surface killing, they do not pursue accuracy, as long as they look at the same direction, they can just throw it, and the smoke of gunpowder in the sky will have little impact on them. However, the archers of Western Xia were very miserable, they could only rely on their feelings, indiscriminately projectile, and in the face of plate armor, they basically did useless work.

Finally, the chaotic cavalry rushed to the front of the Song army, and at this moment, their team was messy, and they also lost their speed advantage, and in the face of the bright Mo knife, their momentum was much weaker.

"Hack!"

The wall-like Mo knife was cut down, whether it was a person or a war horse, it was immediately shattered, and there was no luck.

The Modao team continued to harvest lives, standing on the Chinese army, the tall Yuan Rong car, Wang Ningan raised his eyes and looked at it, and when he saw this scene, his blood couldn't help boiling, maybe this is the power of the Tang Dynasty!

He was very fortunate that he had rebuilt the Modao team.

The Tang Empire once dominated the Western Regions, but then unfortunately failed, this time it made a comeback, and it must be based in the Western Regions and turn this place into the land of the Han family!

Forever, forever!

The battle continued, countless Western Xia cavalry fell, Wei Minglang sweated on his forehead, anxious, but there was no way.

He could only send more soldiers to rush up, row after row, like the tide, hoping to crush the Song army. It's just that Song Jun has already played with majesty and self-confidence.

As the banner changed, the pikemen and sword and shield soldiers rushed to the front, replacing the already very tired Mo swordsmen.

The battlefield has become a flesh mill, both sides are increasing their troops, casualties are rising rapidly, Wei Minglangyu's face is ugly, because he has just received a secret report, Wang Shao's army has approached Ganzhou, if he can't break the deadlock quickly, even if he defeats the Song army, his nest is gone!

Wei Minglang turned his head, looked at the 5,000 cavalrymen who were the most confidant around him, and roared with tragedy: "Little ones, we are the warriors of Great Xia, let us die on the battlefield like real warriors!" ”

Wei Ming got a frantic response, they aimed their spearhead at the flank of the Song army, Wei Ming Langyu personally led the team, and the turbid current rolled and pounced on the Song army......