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"Gentlemen, listen to my orders, set up the formation, and break the formation with swords and guns!"

Chen Dexing yelled and ordered. At this moment, on the verge of life and death, his mind was unusually clear! The memories and experiences of the two lives were completely integrated in an instant. Therefore, he knew that he had to immediately organize the Song soldiers around him who had been encouraged by him and set them up into a military formation. I also know how to dispatch my soldiers.

On the battlefield, only the organized soldiers are the army, and only the infantry that forms the battle array can exert the greatest combat effectiveness and resist the Mongolian iron cavalry that has few opponents across the Eurasian continent!

"Sons! Move closer to me, the broadsword is in front, the spear is second, the bow and crossbow are in the back, and the formation is set! ”

"Sons! Close side by side, swords and guns raised, forward! ”

"Sons! Shout out to me...... Broken! Kill the thief! ”

Chen Dexing shouted, shouting with all his strength, as if he could use this voice to attract the panicked Song army on the battlefield to his side; It seems that this voice can be used to fiercely arouse all the fighting spirit of the Song army's rout; It seems that he can use this voice to inject endless strength into the exhausted soldiers of the Song Army!

"Broken! Kill the thief! ”

The crowd around Chen Dexing shouted loudly, and this sound pierced the shouting on the battlefield, and swept away a thousand steps away, on the high platform where the two Huai pacified Ambassador Jia Nidao.

"Good! There are brave men under my command! Jia Rudao stroked his beard and nodded slightly, this scene seemed to have been expected by him.

"Wise and clever! It is a strategy to fight against the odds! Our army will reap a great victory in this battle! On the high platform, a person suddenly shouted. Jia Rudao looked back, and saw that it was a scribe in his thirties, wearing a placket robe, wearing a Dongpo scarf, and a small sword more than a foot long hanging from his waist.

This person is a guest in his scene, surnamed Liang, named Chongru, the word Yifu, is a local celebrity in Yangzhou and married the daughter of Lu Zhaoqi, the commander of the Xiongsheng Army, and Lu Zhaoqi is the brother of Lu Zhaolin, the commander of the Wurui Army. Liang Chongru himself is not simple, he was originally a student, and he was quite famous because of his anti-Mongolian writings - the students of the Song Dynasty were very fond of writing and discussing politics, and sometimes they would be impeached as court ministers, and the official family of the Great Song Dynasty would generally tolerate these reading seeds, and few students were convicted for their words. Therefore, Taixue also has the saying that there is no official imperial history.

"It turned out to be Yifu, yes, yes." Jia Yidao nodded, as if he admired himself as a guest. "Yifu, do you think those Wurui troops can break the enemy and turn the tide?"

Liang Chongru laughed and said, "No!" ”

"Oh? Why? Jia seemed to be silent.

Liang Chongru touched his beard and shook his head, and said: "In the past, Chu Xiangyu really broke the kettle and sank the boat, and made great contributions to the giant deer in the first battle. However, the courage of Xiang Yu and the heroism of the Chu army are rare in history and unprecedented in this world. If our Great Song Dynasty wants to break through the north and capture Jianghuai, we must not rely on the bravery of the horseman, but must rely on the resourceful people. A certain family dared to speculate that fighting against the water was just one of the strategies used by Xianggong, and Xianggong must have a clever plan to kill thieves. ”

Jia Rudao laughed, did not talk to Liang Chongru again, but turned his head to look at the battle formation of the Song army that had just been arranged by Chen Dexing.

The battle array is not tightly arranged, but more than 1,000 defeated soldiers, who were aroused by Chen Dexing, who came forward in a desperate situation, but they are still defeated and scattered, there is no officer organization, and in his eagerness, Chen Dexing has nothing to do but gather everyone together as much as possible. Let those with swords and spears stand in front, and those with bows and crossbows in their hands stand behind.

"Monk, tall, you are my lieutenant!" Chen Dexing walked back and forth a few times in front of the barely formed phalanx, and suddenly shouted.

"A certain family has an order!"

"A certain family has an order!"

Monk Liu and the second rough man who responded to Chen Dexing just now responded loudly at the same time, that man's name is tall, he was originally a fisherman on the Yangtze River, he was born tall and horsey, and he practiced martial arts, and was recruited into the Wurui Army by Li Tingzhi and Lu Zhaolin a few years ago, and used his utility as a general, in charge of dozens of archers. He is familiar with Chen Dexing and Monk Liu, and has also learned martial arts with Chen Dexing.

"Monk, the second row of spears is under your command, and the tall crossbowmen are under your command! The sons and daughters with knives in the first row are willing to fight with me! ”

"Yes!"

Chen Dexing knew that those red-jacketed soldiers would not give him much time to organize the troops, so he could only hastily arrange two deputies to command with him. As for whether such an arrangement violated the military laws and regulations of the Great Song Dynasty, I can't care about it.

"Three county lords, our sons are all good, and they have already made a breach in the center of the Southern Barbarians' big array!"

Li Xiong, the righteous son of Li Pu, the prime minister of Yidu Province of Mongolia, said loudly to his titular sister Li Cuixian. He was standing on horseback, looking at the battlefield around him. All units of the Mongol Han army had already engaged the Song army in front of them, but except for the Li family's Red Jacket Army, which destroyed the Song Army's Wurui Army, none of them made progress.

And the 8,000 iron horsemen of the Mongols still stood motionless behind the formation.

"Three county lords, do you want to roll over from the side and back and defeat the wing of the Southern Barbarian?"

"I have already defeated the three formations of the Southern Barbarians, and it is not enough to kill one general of the Southern Barbarians?" Li Cuixian smiled, "Let the Mongols fight the rest of the battle." ”

"So what are we going to do? You can't just watch from the battlefield, can you? ”

"I've got to find something to do." Li Cuixian looked around, and soon found that there was a gathering Song army battle formation on the side of the moat, so she raised her hand and pointed, "Fourth brother, there is still a group of foot soldiers of the Southern Barbarians over there, let's go and fight with them." ”

"Well, Howler!"

Li Cuixian grinned, and then ordered: "Come on, go find a long pole and pick up the head of the Southern Barbarian General who was beheaded just now!" ”

……

"It's Lu Youwu! Lu Youwu was martyred......"

Soon, someone recognized that the head that was picked on the root spear belonged to Lu Zhaolin, who was under the control of the Right Martial Doctor and the Wurui Army!

The beard is gray, the face is dark, and the eyes are angry and lifelike......

"Sons, avenge Youwu and break the captive! Kill the thief! ”

Chen Dexing found that the soldiers on the left and right were slightly shaken, and immediately shouted loudly. Less than 200 steps in front of him, at least 2,000 red-jacketed armor soldiers had already formed a phalanx, approaching calmly, and brought Lu Zhaolin's head!

"Broken! Kill the thief! Revenge for Youwu ......"

Everyone shouted, they all knew that now it was a battle against the water, and they could only survive in death!

"Youwu, I'm sorry for you!" Beside Chen Dexing, an old soldier, with a bloody face and red eyes, suddenly shouted and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by Chen Dexing, who was quick-eyed.

"Lu Da'an, is that you?" Chen Dexing vaguely recognized that person was Lu Da'an, the general of Lu Zhaolin's personal army, and the head of the lord was already hanging high, but he was somehow standing next to Chen Dexing......

"It's not me, it's not Lu Da'an, Lu Da'an is dead......," the old soldier cried and was about to rush forward.

"Bastard, it's not easy to die!" Chen Dexing grabbed him by the collar and yelled, and forcibly dragged the old soldier back into the formation, "Follow me!" Let's die together! But...... Kill a few more northern captives! ”

"That's right! Kill a few more ......" The old soldier roared, no longer moving forward, but holding up the pole and big knife, and stood beside Chen Dexing.

"Kill the barbarians! Kill the barbarians! ”

At this time, the 2000 Red Jacket Armor soldiers quickened their pace, shouted and began to charge, only to see countless big knives forward, flashing cold, as if they were going to drink the blood of the Great Song Dynasty soldiers!

'Thief God, this still doesn't let people live!' Chen Dexing complained for a while in his heart, but he couldn't show any of his face - the experience of two lifetimes, the last trace of reason in his brain, all told him, now it is a battle against the water, he can only fight, he can't retreat!

"Wu Ruijun! Raise your knife! Chen Dexing roared loudly, and raised the ring-headed knife more than three feet long in his hand, which was the treasure knife used by his adoptive father Chen Huai'an before his death.

"Kill! Chop ......"