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Li Hongsong was also looking at the Song army not far away, and his heart was also full of puzzlement, they only had a total of six or seven thousand people, only thirty percent of the army, not honestly staying in Dingshan City, running here to fight, isn't this sending death? "Could it be that Zhang Fuyang on the other side has a donkey kicked his braincase?"

Li Hongsong is a fierce general under Pei Lun and Bian Liangqun's deputy in this battle. A battalion of heavily armored elite soldiers, extremely sharp, the only hard battle in the earlier attack on Dong'an was won by him. It is the trump card in the hands of Bian Liangqun.

Bian Liangqun carefully looked at the Song Jun array. Judging by their position and the chosen combat area, it is not something that any idiot can finalize. Bian Liangqun looked at both sides of the Song army's camp, with a large dense mountain forest on his left hand and a small lake on his right hand. At the time of the encounter, that is, in the current situation, the Song army had already covered its two wings.

"Oh, that's not right!" Li Hongsong felt in a trance that he seemed to have missed something, and took a closer look, yes, Flying Bird. A large flock of birds in the sky above the mountains and forests was hovering incessantly at this time, but they did not fall.

"There is an ambush, General. The Song army had an ambush in the mountains and forests. Without thinking, Li Hongsong immediately reported loudly to Bian Liangqun, and stretched out his hand to point to the flock of flying birds circling in the air.

Bian Liangqun smiled slightly, but his face was full of confidence of "insight and understanding", "General Li, don't let Song Jun go in a trance." ”

"Where did they get so many soldiers and horses to ambush? It's just a trick. Bian Liangqun didn't believe that the Song army was ambushed by a large army in the mountains and forests, he laughed out loud, his vision was sharper than Li Hongsong, and he found out that something was wrong with the forest as early as the first time, but he wasn't too worried, because he was confident and the strength in his hands.

And, one more thing he believes. If the Song army really had an ambush in the mountains and forests, how could it be so unscrupulous?

It was yesterday that the Song army wanted to ambush here, and a day and a half in the middle was definitely enough for them to take care of the birds and birds in the mountains and forests. But Song Jun didn't do this, but made a 'bird in the mountains and forests', which is obviously a fake.

More importantly, this is a head-to-head duel, and no matter how clever the Song army's tactics are, they can't make up for the huge gap in strength between the two sides. Bian Liangqun didn't think that the seven or eight thousand Song troops could withstand his 20,000 imperial court soldiers who had regained their morale. Bian Liangqun believed that as long as he did not make mistakes, his army would win this battle.

Li Hongsong hesitated slightly, and finally felt that the so-called 'ambush soldiers' in the woods should indeed be the Song army's tricks. Because as long as people look carefully with their eyes, as long as their eyes are not bad, they can see through the green woods the figures wearing purple and yellow-edged armor, as well as the swords and guns in their hands, and the yellow battle flags.

This ambush is too level, too fake.

Bian Liangqun laughed from the bottom of his heart, in fact, it was based on what he could see that he made the final judgment - Song Jun was just cheating.

If there really is an ambush in the woods, who will not hide and hide? Those soldiers will definitely hide so secretively that no one can see the slightest flaw. Where would it be like this? You can see it almost at a glance.

In the Song army, Zhang Fuyang immediately raised his sword.

As a "Han general", he habitually lined up in front of the soldiers, and as for command and scheduling, forget it.

"March—" made it shake, and Zhang Fuyang shouted loudly.

In the solemn silence, a thousand sword players took neat steps, stepping on the slightly hot surface rolling forward, under the orders of officers at all levels, and under the guidance of war drums, a thousand sword players mixed together, clear steps, walking as one.

Thousands of hands were divided into three columns, each of which was held in front of his chest, and three cold walls were built. The dense tip of the knife peeked out from above the shield, shimmering with the cold glow of death.

The herald waved the banner forward, and the five hundred archers and five hundred crossbowmen were ready to march forward with their tools, and they were quickly lined up under the cover of the shield array, and the clusters of arrows and crossbows that flashed with cold murderous intent pointed forward—

"Huh? What's going on so strangely? Bian Liangqun's face fluctuated a little, what happened? The Song army only dispatched 2,000 people, and although the rest could still be seen, due to the obscuration of the banners, the exact situation in their formation was not clear.

Bian Liangqun sighed secretly, the location chosen by the generals of the Song army on the opposite side is indeed very good, they themselves rely on the water on the other side, and on the other hand, there are mountains for them to use as outposts to observe the enemy's military situation. Judging from the performance of the clairvoyant mirror equipped by the Song army, I am afraid that every change in the formation of our own army will not be able to hide from many parties, and it will be clearly felt by the other party.

But their own army did not have such an opportunity, not to mention a small hill after their own army, and even a tall tree could not be found.

Bian Liangqun pondered for a moment, feeling that he still had to make a little change, to prevent accidents. "General Li, you personally led the troops and horses of your headquarters to line up on the right flank, and you saw the mountains and forests opposite."

"Yes, General." Li Hongsong immediately received the order, and Bian Liangqun's move just made him feel at ease. The six thousand heavily armored elite soldiers turned their heads to the right flank, waved their big hands, and quickly formed a semi-circular defensive formation relying on the large array of their own army.

The former army of the Song army.

Jun Sima Tan Xiong stood in front of the army, holding a big axe dipped in gold Xuanhua, he was not from Kaizhou, but from Quanzhou. But after more than ten years in the army, he stayed under King Song for half of the time, and he had long forgotten the three words of the Quanzhou Army.

"Brother Zhou???" Tan Xiong turned his head to look at Zhou Dawei behind him, he was the commander of the thousand crossbowmen in front of the battle.

"Can we begin?" Although he didn't say it, Tan Xiong clearly expressed it.

Zhou Dawei nodded sullenly, tightened the big knife in his hand, and a pair of bull's eyes glared angrily at the prince's army opposite, and the thunder roar burst out of his mouth.

This roar was like a signal, and Tan Xiong in front of the formation was about to dip his golden Xuanhua axe and raise it, and he was a little more ruthless at the prince's army formation in front of him. "Kill—" was also a loud shout.

However, although the two commanders of the army were violent, their men were as calm as ice, with a thousand sword players covering, 500 archers bending their bows and arrows, and 500 crossbowmen following up.

There is no chaos at all, and there is no panic at all, and the calm and heavy temperament is not reduced by half a point because of the small number of people, but because of the disparity in the number of the enemy and our army, it will be more commendable and more heavy.

The attack of the Song army was not commanded by Zhang Fuyang, but by Zhou Dawei and Tan Xiong in front of the battle. Because Zhang Fuyang is very self-aware, he is not good at commanding. Therefore, when fighting, he generously delegated power to his subordinates, so that they had a lot of free decision-making power.

Just like Bian Liangqun's self-confidence, Zhang Fuyang is also full of confidence in this battle, because of the powerful armament of his own army!

"Kill-" There was also a loud shout from the opposite formation, Bian Liangqun moved his hand forward, and the two lieutenants under his command, Xie Jingqi and Liu Jue, led the troops left and right, like a big pincer to the Song army.

Compared with the Song army, which only had 2,000 troops to fight, the prince's army, which had many soldiers and a wide range of generals, was undoubtedly much more powerful, with horns sounding in unison, war drums sounding in unison, one step at a time, and the sound shook the sky.

With the crunch of bowstrings tightening, the stiff bows were pulled into the shape of a full moon, and each archer looked indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze stared at the enemy in front of him without any emotion.

"Shoot the arrows—"

"Whoa—"

"Whoa—"

The two armies got closer and closer, and when there was a distance of 100 paces, the cries of their respective leading generals sounded in the formations of the two armies at the same time. At the sound of an order, the archers of thousands of paces on both sides released their right hands at the same time, and where the bowstring sounded, a piercing roar pierced the sky. A series of sharp eagle arrows with a cold killing machine flew over the two armies' camps in an instant, and then stabbed down viciously like raindrops-

The Song army did not suffer a loss, although the arrows shot from the opposite side were several times as many as they shot, but relying on the cover of the sword players with as many as 1,000 people, the more than 1,000 sharp arrows shot down by the prince's army did not cause them much damage.

On the other hand, Xie and Liu's soldiers and horses, only 500 sharp arrows really can't cause any panic to the large number of them.

Closer, closer, closer—

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, no matter how elite the infantry archers can not continue to release arrows, the two armies start when the distance of more than 100 paces, to the distance of 30 steps between the Song crossbowmen shot, and the rain of arrows falling with a roar is as much as fifteen rounds. The arrows were densely planted in the array and on the shield, and the latter became like a straw boat borrowing arrows.

Of the 500 foot archers who had stood upright, only a few dozen had been wounded by arrows at the moment, and less than 20 had been killed. The number of their killings and injuries to the prince's army was correspondingly much higher.

At the cost of the casualties of dozens of foot archers, the Song army gained a huge amount, and their sacrifices were at least exchanged for a short "truce" of thousands of foot archers of the prince's army. The soreness caused by the continuous opening of the bow with both arms made these princely army archers unable to exert their combat power in a short period of time.

"Boom-"

The shield in the prince's hand resisted the crossbow arrows of the Song army to the greatest extent. Very, very much to their surprise, the crossbow bolts on the opposite side turned out to be all repeaters.

The iron arrows are vertical and horizontal, and the thirty paces are close to shooting, and the prince's army is blocked by a shield, and when the shields are shot through, one by one they undoubtedly come to the end of their lives.

The five hundred crossbowmen were roughly divided into two columns, crossed in front and back, and rows of arrows rained down on the opposite side.

Nearly 2,000 princes' troops fell in front of the Song army, falling in rows and rows, like wheat that had been harvested.

After a quarter of an hour of passionate performances, the crossbowmen retreated, and the two armies were strangled together.

The battle in front of the formation covered Bian Liangqun's gaze to the greatest extent, and after the left and right wings respectively transmitted the news, they felt a little wrong in their hearts. Even if the crossbowmen of the Song army retreated, they should have retreated to the main formation in the rear, how did they spread out to the two wings? And the archers, too, as if they were making way for someone...... (To be continued)