Since the two armies collided like lightning, there were loud noises on the battlefield. There is the crisp sound of a weapon slashing at the human body, there is the screams www.biquge.info of the wounded, but the louder is the shouts of the officers.

Both sides were trapped on the slopes of this small hill, fighting back and forth, and blood rushed down the hillside. In the firelight, there was white steam, which was the sweat and blood of the soldiers.

The voice of Jerumawu was very loud, and it reached far away on the hillside.

Wang Shen was amused in his heart, my Sizhou army was actually regarded as the elite of the left-behind division, it seems that the so-called main field soldiers in ancient times, the so-called hundred battle heroes are not very good!

The training method he used was obtained from Qi Jiguang's "Actual Record of Military Training" and the training code for recruits of the People's Liberation Army (PLA) that he saw on Internet forums. To be honest, whether it is the training methods of the People's Liberation Army or Qi Jiguang, the ultimate goal is to train soldiers into machines that prohibit orders, and once an officer has an order, he will subconsciously implement it to the letter.

At the beginning of the training, not only did the soldiers and officers not understand, but even Wang Shen muttered in his heart: Is it really effective for the soldiers trained in this way to go to the battlefield?

In his understanding, a qualified soldier must not only have great strength and be able to skillfully use the weapon in his hand, but also be fearless of death.

I'm afraid that these newcomers who have never killed anyone before will be stunned when they see the enemy. Moreover, how could those garbage troops encountered in Pingyuan Town and Anhe himself be compared to the Jin soldiers who were extremely fierce.

In this way, his military plan this time is undoubtedly to send him to death, not only the lives of this thousand soldiers will be cut off by his Wang Shen, but even he himself will lose all the capital in his hand.

Therefore, from the beginning of the battle, although Wang Shen pretended to be calm and stood under the banner of the Chinese army, his palms were actually full of sweat.

Now, it seems, none of these problems exist.

At the beginning, Wang Shen seized the ridge with a fast horse, and then drove the Khitans on the slope down with a divine arm bow.

The battle of zero casualties in the long-range throwing weapons made the fear in the hearts of the recruits disappear, and the next hand-to-hand combat was brutal. But under the maintenance of the officer, everyone still subconsciously stood up according to the usual training, remembered who was around them, and then cooperated with each other to stab the spear forward according to the officer's instructions.

The real battle is actually the same as in peacetime, and you don't have to think about it, anyway, how it is on weekdays, how it is now. As for the fear of casualties...... They are more afraid of the punishment of the officers.

As for the fallen companions around him, since the officer did not give the order, leave it alone.

In a trance, they actually forgot that if they were hit by the enemy's sword and gun like their companions, they would also be in pain and would die.

Nothing else matters, except for the execution of orders.

Yes, the heavens and the earth are big, and military law is the greatest.

To be a soldier is to obey, to obey, to obey, to abandon all thoughts and turn oneself into a machine.

A killing machine, a war machine.

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"My Sizhou army can now fight with one of the strongest armies in the world, which can be regarded as a preliminary training, but it is also simple." Wang Shen was happy in his heart, and couldn't help but touch his chin lightly with his hand, and his tense body relaxed: "The casualties of the troops have exceeded one percent, and the formation is still as stable as Mount Tai." Next, we will open the enemy, and whoever can hold on, and who dares to pay huge casualties and persist in the bottom without crushing, will be able to win the final victory. ”

In fact, Wang Shen also looked at the matter of military training simply. In ancient times, the art of war, such as "The Art of War", "The Art of War", and "Liutao", was everywhere, and you could buy a book to study day and night for money. However, this kind of military book is only a programmatic text, and it is not practical.

The really useful things are how to train the soldiers, how to arrange the troops after they go to the battlefield, what road the troops should take when marching, how to provide logistical support, where and how to set up the barracks, and how the various arms should cooperate...... And all this, you as an ordinary ancient, have no way to learn at all, unless you are a disciple of a general, or you have accumulated experience from the battlefield after a hundred battles.

However, these things have become big road goods in the modern society where information explosions, and anyone who is a military history enthusiast can talk about it.

Wang Shen didn't know that the set he was using was a summary of the two thousand years of war experience of his ancestors, and what stood under his feet was the shoulders of giants.

Just as he was contemplating the battle ahead, a timid voice beside him asked, "Daosi, are you sure this enemy is the Jin Army?" ”

Wang Shen looked back, only to see that Du Shu didn't know when he was already standing beside him, looking forward fixedly.

Previously, the group of Weizhou officials were supported and carried here by the soldiers of the Sizhou battalion, and they were completely paralyzed from exhaustion. I didn't care about putting up an official's shelf, and my face was white and trembling.

After the battle, they were completely stunned by the blood rushing in front of them, and they collapsed to the ground, opening their mouths wide and wanting to scream, but they couldn't scream.

At this moment, seeing that the Sizhou army successfully resisted the enemy's attack, everyone was better.

Compared with others, Du Shu was much bolder, and he was actually curious at the moment.

Wang Shen nodded: "Who would it be if it wasn't Jin Jun?" ”

Du Shu: "No, Jin Jun is the division of tigers and wolves, but in my opinion, the people and horses in front of me don't seem to be very good, Daosi, are you mistaken?" ”

Wang Shen pointed to the bare head of the enemy in front of him and said, "Look at that money rat tail hair, you can't be wrong." However, you are also right, this group of people are all Khitan soldiers recruited by the Jurchens, not the real Jurchens. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the signing of the army in Hebei, no wonder." Du Shu immediately relaxed, turned his head to everyone, and said, "Don't worry, you're a Khitan, not a Jurchen old Tartar." There aren't many of them, and they can't beat them. ”

Wang Shen smiled bitterly in his heart: Okay, you are Du Shu, you really look down on the Khitan, and you really think that people are soft persimmons. Otherwise, the main force of Tong Guan's Western Army would not have been killed into a sea of corpses and blood when he was on the northern expedition. I originally thought that the reason why the Western Army was defeated was because of Tong Guan's command error. Today, judging from the combat effectiveness of the five divisions of Yeluma, the Western Army has lost unjustly.

More than eighty percent of our army are new recruits, and it is already very remarkable to be able to fight on a par with the Khitan elite, and this month's hard work has not been in vain. The troops trained for another year and fought a few hard battles, and it was not good to say that an invincible male division would be refined in this way.

There are such warriors, who should spread their wings and soar in this time and space.

Thinking of this, a pride rose from my heart, and it was unstoppable.

Suddenly, Du Shu let out a low voice: "Daosi, it's too bad, the troops are almost unable to resist." ”

It turned out that while they were talking, the tide of battle changed again.

The addition of the leather room army tilted the balance of victory on the side of the Khitans.

The predecessor of this army was the Emperor of Liao's Son of Heaven's army, which was a first-class warrior among the Khitan and Xi people.

All of them were long and thick broadswords, and under the leadership of Yelu Mawu, the crossbow arrows that came like rain were like a boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain, and instantly smashed into the formation of the Sizhou camp. In the blink of an eye, the front row of the brand hand was crushed, and the big knife in his hand kept cutting down in the shout.

After all, the Sizhou battalion is all new recruits, and when they start fighting, they will inevitably be mechanical and dull, and they will only form a formation, fighting step by step according to the orders of the officers and the Chinese army. Suddenly, this group of fierce people rushed up with arrows on their backs, even if the spear in your hand stabbed someone's body. They still refuse to fall like this, but before they die, they clutch your spear and drag you to the ground.

For a while, the hillside, which had been trampled by thousands of pairs of feet, was full of figures entangled with each other and rolling all over the ground. However, the leather room army behind stepped on the body of his companion who had not yet lost his breath without pity, and broke forward fiercely.

After suffering this sudden blow, the recruits of the Sizhou battalion suddenly realized that they were also human beings, and they would be injured and die.

Intense fear took over the mind, and the ranks began to disorganize.

There was no more momentum, the spearmen were still stabbing forward, but the brand players were not holding back, wrapped in the gunners.

As for the crossbowmen at the rear, they stared blankly at the scene before them, some shooting indiscriminately, others throwing away their arms and bows in a panic as the enemy approached, and drew the hand knives hanging from their waists.

"Kill all the Song dogs and rush into the enemy camp in one go!" Yeluma let out a thunderclap-like roar from his mouth, and he rushed into the ranks of the Sizhou army first, and cut off the head of a deputy head of the Song army with an axe. Before the red, white, and white hot slurry splashed, he returned his hand and slammed the back of his axe into the chest of the other opponent. It was visible to the naked eye that the man's breastplate was deflated in an instant.

It wasn't until the brains, which were boiling with blood, poured on their faces that the two figures fell to the ground at the same time.

The corpse slipped down the hillside, stumbling over the three Khitan soldiers who were attacking on their backs before stopping.

In front of him, the enemy formation, which seemed to be as rocky as the previous one, was instantly crushed by the fierce wave stirred up by the leather room army, revealing a huge gap.

All the Khitan soldiers let out a high-pitched trance at the same time, and they entered through this gap, and slashed their heads and faces with knives and guns in their hands on the heads of the already sluggish Song people.

Blades are everywhere, flesh and blood flying.

The cheers, the screams, the panicked hysterical screams, the dull sound of weapons cutting into the human body, did not stop for a moment.

The fire flickered, and the black pressure was overwhelming, as if there were Khitans everywhere.

There are already soldiers of the Sizhou Army who have begun to retreat without delay, and they are about to move to the command of the commander of the Chinese army.

Du Shu's face instantly lost blood: "Defeated, defeated, Dao Si...... Dawth ...... Send reinforcements! ”

"Ah, send reinforcements quickly, General Wang, send reinforcements quickly!" Sensing the threat of death, the Weizhou officials shouted at the same time, and their eyes fell on the soldiers of the Beiwei Army.

Up to now, the back army in Yue Yun's hand has been left behind as a general reserve and has not moved.

Wang Shen's face became solemn, to be honest, he was very satisfied that the recruits under his command had been able to hold on to the old Khitan elite to the present.

However, satisfaction alone will not lead to victory in this battle.

Before the war, he also did not expect that the troops would encounter difficulties. The scene in front of him did not surprise him. According to his plan, he first used the main force to carry the attack of the Khitans. Yue Yun's backguards are used as the general reserve, as a surprise soldier, and must be used at the last moment. It will not be sent out until the two sides are deadlocked together and fight until everyone has no strength, and the final word will be made.

In fact, the enemy on the opposite side also left reserves, that is, the leather room army that had just entered the battle.

It's just that the fierceness of the leather room army and Yelu Ma Wu are so anxious, but it is a bit unexpected by Wang Shen.

So, is it time to take the reserves up?

Wang Shen raised his hand violently.

Seeing that he could finally move, Yue Yun, who was itching to see it next to him, jumped up suddenly: "General, isn't it time for us to go?" ”

The bodies of the other back-bearers were also awe-inspiring, the iron armor on their bodies rattled, and everyone's hands were tight, and they tightened the handle of the long axe, so that the blood vessels on the back of their hands throbbed suddenly.

Wang Shen's hand was raised for a long time, but he didn't fall alive or dead, for a long time, but he softened: "Wait, wait, the battle of life and death, whoever can bear huge casualties will be able to live." ”