Chapter 380: See the Night Attack Again

Han Shizhong himself is a small soldier, it has no relationship, there is no way, he is all fought with a knife and a gun. On the battlefield, he also fought defeats, and was chased and beaten by the Jin army several times, almost losing his life, but in essence he has a sense of resilience.

That is the madness of not admitting defeat, not hitting the south wall and not looking back.

It's like in this operation, Han Shizhong is in command of 100,000 navies, and he doesn't need to follow the landing army and rush forward to kill. All you need to do is sit on a big boat and sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai. Even if the landing force was completely annihilated, there would be nothing, and it would not damage him a single hair.

However, Han Shizhong resolutely followed the landing army and killed Liaodong.

He could die, but he couldn't care about that!

How can you fight a war without dying, death is not terrible, you are afraid of defeat, you will die on the road of defeat, and death is meaningless.

And at this moment, if you can kill the grandson of the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, then it is worth it even if you die, and it is worth it for these five thousand people to die here.

It's just that everything needs to be cautious, and it is even more necessary to personally explore the terrain and the enemy's situation, so that everything can be under control, so that the odds of victory can be expanded and the final victory can be achieved.

Next to a forest, Han Shizhong looked into the distance with a telescope, and the situation from a few miles away was clearly visible, the soldiers patrolling the Jin Army, the camps and pots that had been set up, etc., were all in sight one by one. And while looking at it, while calculating, the military strength of this golden army.

Fighting a war is a computational science in itself, constantly transforming various esoteric connotations into simple data, and then analyzing these data, so as to achieve the ultimate victory.

A good general. It is possible to analyze the number of enemy troops, the level of combat effectiveness, and the level of commanders from simple things such as flags, battalions, pots, etc.

"There are 8,000 men in this golden army. Most of them are the elite of the Jin Army, and most of them are cavalry, but they are a little old! ”

"This Jin army is good at attacking, but not good at defense, the camp is really bad, if it attacks the camp at night, it will definitely blow up the camp. But it can also be a faΓ§ade. It was the trap laid by the Jin army to besiege and lure our army to attack at night! ”

"After continuous chasing, this Jin army seems to be a little tired. I have been chasing our army for a month in a row. Biting the tail many times and being thrown off many times, the soldiers have already been impatient, and their morale has declined a little! ”

"Night attack at the moment. The odds are less than five floors! ”

"The emperor is right about something. Continuous movements, and failure to catch the target, will only make the enemy logistically insufficient, exhausted, and at the last of all, the whole army will collapse with just one blow! ”

Analyzing Jin Jun, a battle plan flashed in his mind, and Han Shizhong's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Fat drags thin. The thin ones are tired, and the tired ones are dragged to death!

Historically. Most of the officers and soldiers are strong and strong, while those homeless troops are mostly thin and weak, and their troops are insufficient. In the battles again and again, most of the officers and soldiers chased the homeless army, but it was often the officers and soldiers who died the most.

The continuous pursuit was not only difficult in logistics and supply, but also made the soldiers impatient, demoralized, and hasty pursuit, leaving too many flaws. At the end of the day, they were often swept up by the exiled army and beaten to death.

This is a typical mediocre soldier annihilating the elite.

Over the years, whether it was the suppression of the Fangla rebellion or the turmoil in Hebei and other places, Han Shizhong gradually summed up these experiences.

It's just that I didn't expect that now the position has changed dramatically, in the past, I was chasing and killing the rogue, but now I am playing the rogue.

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The Jin army is powerful, this strength is more manifested in field battles, manifested in cavalry assaults, and in defense, in camping, the Jin army is really bad, rotten without edges, even the second- and third-rate troops of the Song army are better than the Jin army.

The camp was too badly packed, giving the Song army the opportunity to attack at night.

It was only because the Jin army was camped, and the camp was too poor, but it aroused Han Shizhong's suspicions, worried that it was the Jin army's strategy, although there was no clear reason, but when he went to war, he had a little more scruples.

As a result, the nature of this night attack has also changed from the original devastating attack to an offensive attack.

In the night, a team of Song troops was dispatched again to carry out a night attack.

Night raid is also a compulsory course for this part of the Song army.

The Song army's combat strength was weaker than that of the Jin army, and the Song army was destined to only adopt some unconventional means to improve its chances of victory. For example, night raids.

Approaching silently, while most of the Jin troops were still sleeping, the tents were set on fire, and the horses were scurrying around, and the sound of explosives exploding was endless.

At this time, Wan Yan had just fallen asleep, and he woke up, picked up the knife and was about to go out of the gang to fight hard, but was stopped by the guards around him.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to go to war!"

"Your Highness, the situation is unknown, the enemy is unknown, and it is not easy to act rashly!"

"Your Highness is calm!"

"All this is naturally coordinated by the Seven Princes!"

The shouts of killing continued, the sounds of fighting continued, the explosions continued, the neighing of war horses continued, and the entire camp galloped violently like boiling water. Wan Yan was a little anxious and wanted to go out to take a look, but the guards stopped him, so he could only stare dryly, and he couldn't do anything.

"Uncle Seventh can, why can't I!" Wan Yan said angrily.

But the guards stopped them, and they didn't let Wan Yan go out!

In this Jin army of 7,000 people, Wan Yan Yan is only a deputy general, and this battle is mainly to gain military merits, to see the scene, not to fight. In fact, the top leaders of the Jin country will not rest assured that the elite of the Jin army of 7,000 people will be handed over to a child.

The general of the Jin Army commanded this time is Wanyan Zongchao, he is the seventh son of Wanyan Aguta, and the seventh uncle of Wanyan Kang. His identity and status can suppress these generals of the Jin Army, and he can also suppress the future Great Golden Emperor.

It's just that his military talent is really average, compared to the second brother Zongwang, the fourth brother Zongbi is several streets behind.

Actually, he can't be blamed for this!

Zong Wang, Zong Fu, Zong Bi, etc., these princes all followed their fathers and uncles when they were young, and participated in the battle to destroy Liao and the Song Dynasty.

They did not enjoy the treatment of the prince, nor did they enjoy the treatment of the prince, but more like a big-headed soldier, rushing to the front, often leading hundreds or thousands of gold troops, day and night, chasing and killing the enemy.

And the youth of the Zong Dynasty, when Dajin was already stable, began to enjoy happiness, enjoyed the treatment of the prince, enjoyed the treatment of the prince, and there was too much bloody fighting, whether it was fighting with soldiers or overall planning, it was at a medium level.

This is also the reason why other Jurchen generals are fighting on the front line, and this prince stays in Huining City.

It's just that this time, the main force of the Jin army is all on the front line, and the famous generals are not there, and the dwarf is a general, so the seventh prince took command and sent troops.

"The Song army is dispatched!"

Zong Chao was a little panicked, but after a moment of panic, he gradually calmed down.

"Blow the trumpet, ride and kill!"

Without much hesitation, the Seventh Prince's horse rode into battle and rushed towards the place where the fire was most intense. And the guards around him gathered around and gathered away.

In the face of night attacks, what is most needed is the stability of people's hearts, as long as people's hearts are stable, everything is easy to say. And at this moment, rushing to the place where the fire is most intense, confronting the attacking Song army, and striving to give other departments time to integrate, this is the most conducive to stability.

In the firelight, a general of the Song army, riding on a war horse, rushed to kill wantonly, the spear in his hand, like a spiritual snake, danced, or whipped, or assassinated, or horizontally, between the movements, almost like a god, shot and killed.

Within a radius of one zhang, no cavalry of the Jin Army could resist it.

"Kill!" Zong Chao slashed with a long knife.

"Dangchang!" That Song picked up the spear, blocked the spear, shook the momentum, and assassinated Xiang Zongchao's throat.

Zong Chao only felt a chill in his throat, and put it on the horse's back, flashing it, avoiding the edge, but a bloody mark appeared on his face.

"Die!" Song will swing his spear and assassinate again, but this time it is a stab in the horse's stomach.

"Chirp!" The war horse let out a miserable cry, his body shook, and in the huge shock, Zong Chao was thrown off the horse.

Zong Chao only felt that his five organs were churning, and blood spat out from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, in the firelight, a silver ray flashed, like lightning, and stabbed him.

Zong Chao only felt that the souls of the dead were rising, and between life and death, the potential was squeezed out, and he rolled around and avoided a throat shot.

The battlefield once again showed the cruel side, there was no big battle with Lily, there was no excitement and fierceness, some were just bloody, and some were just killing the enemy in the fastest way and with the most ruthless tricks, and the so-called tricks were all omitted. (To be continued......)

PS: The bloody moment is coming, let's fight!