After answering, Yang Wenguang looked at the four thousand cavalry team that followed and said, "Speed up, the general of Shili ahead has prepared food for us." ”

"Ahh There is food, where did it come from, was it prepared by Xinzhou Mansion? Hu Yanqing came to Yang Wenguang's side and asked out loud like a curious baby.

Hu Yanqing has broken away from the identity of the reserve forbidden army, and now he is a school captain.

But it is not as good as Yang Wenguang's Zhiguo Captain of the Seventh Grade, but the Renyong Captain of the Ninth Grade.

Even so, Hu Yanqing was already quite satisfied, which was much better than his unqualified reserve forbidden army. What's more, he finally has the opportunity to lead his troops to the battlefield to fight.

In contrast, the latter is Hu Yanqing's favorite.

"Where did so many questions come from?" Yang Wenguang glared at Hu Yanqing.

In fact, he didn't quite understand himself, who prepared the food?

Also, Su Shi has been in the carriage all along, how did he know about this?

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Yangxing Village.

In less than half an hour, hundreds of cavalry came from the direction of Xinzhou.

Reinforcements from the Mongol cavalry came, and the first one was two centurions, led by the centurion Gree.

"A big fat fish." As soon as the leader appeared on the periphery of Yangxing Village, through the low earthen wall, when he saw that there was a lot of people inside, Gli's eyes lit up.

To say that on the way to follow the army, it is not that I have not seen the Song people, it is not that I have not broken through the walled city, but those benefits need to be shared exclusively with the army, where it is like now, the benefits of a stockade must belong to yourself.

Except for some of the things that need to be handed over to you when you turn them back, most of them can fall into your own hands.

Thinking about coming all the way, he has already received hundreds of Song captives and a lot of iron tools. Once he returns to Monti, he will soon be able to build a small tribe on his own and become the patriarch.

And now that he captures Yangxing Village, he can make his small tribe expand several times or even more than ten or dozens of times in an instant, and at this time he feels that life is so beautiful and the future is so bright.

"My lord, when are we going to attack?"

Gerly stood on top of the war horse, and Harazi was about to be set aside, and in the eyes of the captain who came to report, he finally couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh yes, attack, attack right away. A team of 100 is the main attacker, and a team of 100 is on the side, shooting the enemy from a distance with our bows and arrows. Gree, who came to his senses, instantly turned into a killer again, shouting loudly.

The number of offensive routes of the Mongolian cavalry is not complicated, and the more tactics are to kill the enemy with bows and arrows from a distance, and the melee cavalry to charge the enemy.

But this is a very simple tactic, but it is very effective, it was the case when it was fought against the Liao people, and it is the same when it is now fighting the Song people, all of which are victorious in a hundred battles.

Riding on the war horse, Gree could already see the nervous and scared appearance of the Song people in the village, and also saw that there were still Song soldiers who wanted to resist stubbornly.

There are 800 Song soldiers in the village, including 400 Song border troops, and Gree already knows about them on the way here.

The border army of the Great Song Dynasty is very strong, and Gurley still has his own understanding of this. In the past, the pioneer General Alatan almost suffered a loss because he underestimated the border army.

However, as the Mengqi poured into the northern border of the Song Dynasty, they began to burn and loot everywhere, and the border forces of the Great Song Dynasty began to be in a state of dispersion. Because of the dispersion, their strength began to decline continuously, and even food and drink were no longer available.

Mengqi had no food and drink, and he could rob at will, but the border army of the Great Song Dynasty did not dare to do so.

Especially like this, the Great Song Border Army, who did not enter the city and wandered away, I am afraid that they have not eaten a good meal for several days, and their physical strength is not even seventy percent of the usual. In addition to the fact that he is cavalry versus infantry, but the four hundred border troops are really not in the eyes of Gree.

An enemy who can't even fill his stomach, Gurly has nothing to fear.

After only resting for a while, the two hundred Mongolian horsemen began to move forward slowly, and the other hundred Mongolian horsemen were scattered, running back and forth on their horses, showing off their horse skills from time to time, and from time to time arrows would shoot towards the low wall.

In the past, when Mengqi went out to fight, one person would carry five arrows at most, most of which were bone arrows, which were the kind that had lethality, but could not be used once used.

After defeating the Liao army and robbing them of their baggage, he instantly became arrogant.

Now, when they go into battle, each person carries about thirty arrows. And once the war is won, the iron arrows that were shot can often be retrieved and can be used again.

With more arrows available, at this moment, the hundreds of Mongolian horsemen on the periphery continued to release arrows, deterring the Song soldiers in the village.

Anyway, the arrows shot can be taken back after the capture of Yangxing Village, and there is no use or not, and it doesn't matter whether it can be shot at this distance or not, let's deter it first.

Behind the low wall, Wen Yang stared intently at Meng Qi, who had already begun to approach them, with a solemn expression on his face.

Two hundred Mengqi, they really look up to themselves, and he only has four hundred men.

It's a pity that it's just an infantry, if he has 400 cavalry, then he really has no fear of a battle, and the big deal is death. At this time, when the battle is fought to this extent, the more afraid of death, the faster the death will be.

But even if he only has 400 infantry, this time he has to fight with the Mengcai, and if he dies, he will bite the other party's flesh.

Wen Yang was still thinking about how to deal with Mengqi, how to fight to the death with them, but Zhang Qi, the commander of the camp on the side, looked frightened, and kept muttering, "It's over, it's over, there are so many Mengqi, how is this good, I'm afraid I'm going to die, let's die." ”

In the final analysis, the Xiang army is not a regular army, you can let them maintain local law and order, and you can exterminate some bandits who are not very powerful. But to say that compared with the savage Mengqi, it is really too different.

400 Xiang Army, I'm afraid that the real combat strength is not even a hundred border troops.

You can see that they are huddled under the low wall one by one, and there are even people trembling all over.

"Okay, this time, is it still useful to be afraid? We all took our weapons, and when the horses came to us, we fought with them. Noticing that Zhang Qi still had the frightened appearance of the battalion soldiers, Wen Yang said angrily. 33

It's really disappointing that you are still said to be a martial artist, and at the critical moment, you are even inferior to yourself as a scholar.

It's just that this is not the time to reprimand people, I'm afraid that after a while, everyone will die, so what's the use of saying more now?

"Don't be too afraid, the other side only has two hundred people, we have eight hundred, and we have the advantage in terms of troops." It's not enough to blindly put pressure on me, in order to boost morale, Wenyang changed his rhetoric.

And then the eggs.

When these words were spoken, when they were heard in the ears of the soldiers, only a few people's eyes became firmer, and more people were still swinging, holding weapons and muttering something like the Buddha's blessing.

This is war.

Maybe in the face of war and life and death, you will be cowardly, afraid, fearful, or brave.

This is all normal.

But no matter how you behave, you still have to face reality in the end.

War has always been a cruel reality that either you die or I die.

"How many bows and arrows are there, take them out, let them go, you can't let Mengqi be so arrogant, other people, holding weapons, will give an order after a while, and everyone will rush together."

"If you can't hit the person on the horse, you will cut off the horse's leg, in short, killing one is enough, and killing two will make us one."

Wen Yang kept cheering everyone up, and finally some people with bows began to tremble and took out the arrows they carried with them, ready to release them.

The Meng cavalry on the opposite side did not immediately charge, but walked forward slowly, as if to put more pressure on the Song army in the village. When he was only one hundred and fifty paces away from the low wall, he clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and a loud killing word came out of his mouth.

Kill!

At that moment, a hundred horses galloped, raising a large amount of dust, and a hundred Mongolian horsemen went straight towards the Sunshine Village to kill.

"Shoot the arrows."

Almost at the same time, Wen Yang's shout also came out, and on both sides of his side, hundreds of bows and arrows were shot out.

Unfortunately, most of the bows and arrows did not fall on the rushing Mengqi at all, but shot them indiscriminately, very incoherently.

Of the more than 100 arrows, less than 20 came to Mengqi, who rushed to him, but most of them were knocked to the ground, and in the end, only two arrows hit the enemy, but only injured Mengqi, not killed.

I sighed in my heart, the archers were too weak. But at this time, there was no time for him to say anything, Wen Yang, who was wearing armor and was slightly thin, still shouted the word kill at the first time, and jumped out from behind the low wall with the first one.

Wen Yang took the lead, and behind him, four hundred border troops and four hundred soldiers also let out a loud roar, and then one by one they crossed the low wall and rushed towards the closer and closer Mengcai.

"Damn, that's too vegetable."

Wang Yi, who had quietly moved to Wenyang behind them, was holding five consecutive rounds in his hand at this time, ready to participate in the battle at any time. It was because they saw a very strange scene at the end.

Just after Wen Yang shouted out the word Chong, the four hundred border troops were neatly killed. But the four hundred soldiers, although they cooperated and shouted to kill, but the performance was strange.

Some people shouted the word kill, but they walked very slowly, looking greedy for life and afraid of death.

Some of them had some courage, but in the end, they were more afraid in their hearts, and they fell to the ground when they stepped over the low wall.

Others, simply holding their weapons and continuing to hide under the low wall, closed their eyes one by one, and didn't know what they were muttering.

Do you really think that at this time, you can keep you safe by asking God and worshipping Buddha?

Some people died, but not completely......