Chapter 50: Memory
In the north of Yangzhou City, in front of the Song Army's big battle, countless yellow-faced and thin, unkempt people were driven to come, men, women and children, women and children were mixed in, many people cried and cried, stumbled, some people kept falling, got up and continued to move forward, some were old and frail, were ignored and trampled on, no one paid attention.
In the large array of the Song army, the officers and soldiers of the Song army were furious and did not know whether to shell or not. The Mongol army used thousands of Song people to break up the Song army's array, which was a consistent practice on the battlefield, and its heart could be punished.
"Coerce the people, and all of them deserve to die!"
Xin Su hated a word, and like all the soldiers, his eyes looked at Du Shu, the commander of the Chinese army.
In the Huaidong wars over the years, more than half of the people were killed and wounded, and now even these poor people who survived the catastrophe are going to be poisoned.
Once the artillery is fired, these thousands of innocent poor people will definitely be killed and wounded, and God knows how many will be left.
Ten thousand troops watched, Du Shu's face was solemn, he turned his head, and his eyes swept to the head of Yangzhou City. His father, Du Gao, was looking at him, his eyes were gentle, but he didn't say anything, he just seemed to nod.
Du Shu comprehended, turned his head, and his gaze began to become cold.
It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled world. Blame this cannibalistic world.
"Commander, fire! If you are broken through the big formation, and the soldiers are killed and wounded, how can you explain to Your Majesty? ”
Seeing that the people had rushed into the range of the artillery, and the Mongolian army was mixed in with the Song people, Jia Rudao couldn't help but reminded loudly.
"General Jia Zheng, don't be impatient, wait for the military order!"
Knowing that the other party was the emperor's brother-in-law, Xin Su still kept a straight face and was unmoved.
The military discipline in the eastern border of Huai is strict, who dares to disobey military orders. If these thousands of Song people were allowed to rush into the array, it would be the death and wounding of tens of thousands of troops. This crime, the border marshal Du Gao can't afford it, Du Shu is naturally the same.
Not to mention, the emperor is in Jinling City, which is across the river, and once he shocks the holy driver and makes Jinling City miserable, no one can afford to bear this responsibility.
"Artillery ready, waiting for the opportunity to fire! The pikemen marched to the front of the formation, and each formation was ready to wait, and no one was allowed to break up the large formation, and those who entered the chaos were killed! ”
Sure enough, in the large array of the Chinese army, Du Shu coldly passed the military order and conveyed it to the whole army.
As long as the artillery can repel the Mongol army, it can allow the rescued people to escape through the gaps in the Song army's formations, which is also a helpless way.
"Everyone, prepare!"
When the military order was issued, Xin Su no longer hesitated, and roared angrily.
On the battlefield, there is no mercy for women. Artillerymen have to be wicked and dirty.
In the artillery positions, the officers shouted loudly, and the gunners began to reload their ammunition one after another, busy but not chaotic and methodical.
With the ammunition reloaded, the gunners gathered momentum and waited for the rolling crowd ahead.
Jia Rudao was a little relieved and secretly relieved.
This dog's war is so ruthless and ruthless. I don't know, after this battle, will he have nightmares?
The people of the Song Dynasty were driven away, mixed with the Mongolian army's infantry and cavalry, and soon entered the range of heavy artillery, the people were unkempt, looked sad, and had tears on their faces, while the Mongolian army was like an iron stone, whipping and scolding, and treating the people like animals.
Xin Su looked ahead, silent, Jia Rudao was angry, and his heart rose again.
"General, do you want to open fire?"
The people are like a flood bursting the embankment, the Mongolian army is galloping, and the black mercury is pouring down, Jia Rudao's heart is beating faster, and his face is red.
"What's the hurry, let them go in some more."
Xin Su glanced at his rookie junior, calm and composed.
The "they" in his mouth naturally referred to the Mongolian army's foot cavalry.
Jia seemed to smile and felt a little more stable in his heart.
Compared with Xin Su, who has been on the battlefield for a long time and is accustomed to seeing life and death, he, a newcomer in the army, is indeed much more tender.
"General, a mile and a half!"
"General, one mile!"
"General, 500 steps!"
The shouts of the lookout soldiers kept coming, and Xin Su looked ahead, his gaze becoming cold and hideous.
"Solid Iron Ball!"
Although his heart is like an iron stone, there is indeed nothing to be happy about as a victim of countless Song people.
When the military order was handed down, the gunners did not dare to slack off, let alone disobey, and set fire to the artillery wires one after another.
"Puffy Puff!"
The earth-shattering sound of artillery rang out, the muzzle of the cannon flashed out, and hundreds of solid iron balls came out of their disembowels, flew in the air, smashed into the rolling crowd, or directly smashed people over, or jumped on the ground, smashing out a series of flesh alleys, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the stumps and limbs were broken all over the ground, which was tragic and abnormal.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, countless people fell to the ground, and no one could avoid the Mongol army and the Song people, and the screams shook the sky, and the tide of people was in chaos.
The iron balls flew, destroying the withering and decaying, regardless of the Mongolian army and the Song people, and the Mongolian cavalry in the crowd of the common people were smashed off their horses one after another, and even the Mongolian army foot soldiers who followed could not be avoided.
The artillery fire continued, the cavalry of the Mongol army fell one after another, and the people of the Song Dynasty were also killed and wounded, but they still cried and shouted for their mother to flee forward.
Jia Rudao looked uncomfortable and subconsciously turned his head.
"Go on, don't stop!"
Xin Su's heart was like a stone, and he commanded the gunners to continue firing.
Under the Song Army, Du Shu frowned and looked solemn. He casually looked at the head of Yangzhou City, his father Du Gao, seemed to be gone.
"Puffy Puff!"
The sound of artillery was endless, iron balls were flying all over the sky, and the fleeing people who were smashed fell down one by one, and those who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe panicked, sacrificed their lives and ran wildly, and soon fled into the Song army's array. Those who fled into the gap in the phalanx were safe and sound, and those who crashed into the phalanx, whether intentionally or unintentionally, were stabbed down one after another, drenched in blood, and wailed.
Jia Rudao saw it clearly, and couldn't help frowning. The gap of fifty or sixty steps between the various formations of the Song army has to hit the big formation, isn't this nonsense and stupidity?
"Keep firing!"
Xin Su's face was pale, and he commanded the gunners to continue to fire artillery at the retreating Mongolian cavalry. There are constantly Mongolian infantry and people who have been bombed on their backs, especially those Mongolian infantry soldiers who are running slower, and they are even more smashed one by one, screaming miserably, and flesh and blood flying.
"He's Niang's, ruthless!"
Under the great pressure of the Chinese army, looking at the tragic scene of the Song people and the Mongolian army being hit by shells and the Song people being stabbed, his eyes were shocked.
The Song army is poisonous enough, and even the common people don't care about it.
Seeing that the Mongolian army and cavalry that drove the people of the Song Dynasty panicked and fled back with their lives, Li Quanqi's face was gloomy, as if he was about to seep water.
"The heavy cavalry is in front, the light cavalry is following, and the ballista stone thrower is followed by Lao Tzu to break it!"
Li Quanwei rolled his eyes and roared angrily.
The revenge of killing a son and killing a brother cannot be avenged. With the tens of thousands of cavalry under his command, can't they break through the Song army's infantry array?
As for the cavalry of the Song army, the infantry on horseback was only an infantry, which he selectively ignored.
"Brothers, there is no advance or retreat, destroy Song Dog, and break Yangzhou!"
Li Quan shouted angrily, and the generals under his command retreated one after another, gathered their troops, and prepared for a big battle.
Although the artillery of the Song army was fierce, it was not numerous in number and had limited lethality. As long as you get close and fight in close quarters, you can change the situation of war.
"Enfu, the ballista and the catapult don't have enough range. Moreover, it seems that the artillery of the Song army was not all used, so it is better to be careful. ”
Zheng Yande observed the situation on the battlefield, and his heart was sudden.
It's just a solid iron ball, no shotgun, and no earth-shaking thunder, it seems that Song Jun's firearms did not use all their strength.
"There's no way back. No matter how many artillery pieces there are, they must always defeat these Song troops outside the city in order to break Yangzhou City. Zheng Yande, you led the cavalry, and Li Xing led the sailors to march together, destroyed the Song army, broke the city of Yangzhou, and did it once and for all! ”
If you don't break Yangzhou City, what to eat and drink. A small ground in Chuzhou, where can support an army of nearly 100,000 people to eat and chew.
Li Quan pulled out his knife, his voice hoarse, and his face was hideous.
"Brothers, kill the Song army, enter Yangzhou, and ban it for three days!"
"Kill the Song army and enter Yangzhou!"
Zheng Yande and the generals shouted together, and everyone was impassioned.
The drums sounded, and countless Mongolian cavalry slowly moved forward, their horses moving forward, advancing like a wall, and the cold light was iron-clad and fierce, which made people daunting.
These are all veterans of a hundred battles who followed Li Quan to fight on the battlefield, and everyone is born and died, not afraid of life and death. The sporadic losses in front did not make them retreat, but on the contrary, the fighting spirit was raging. They fought their horses and marched in, full of anger, and all of them were full of fighting spirit.
After taking refuge in Mongolia, he supplemented war horses, armor and weapons, and his strength increased greatly, and he was even more arrogant.
"Kill Song Dog!"
"Enter Yangzhou!"
The generals of the Mongolian army raised their sharp blades one after another and shouted loudly, and the cavalry of the Mongolian army shouted wildly, and the sound of the army shook the sky, which was unstoppable.
Li Quan nodded slightly, a little relieved.
With these arrogant soldiers, they can crisscross the Jianghuai River, invincible, and drink the Yangtze River, which seems to be within reach.
"Kill Song Dog!"
Zheng Yande shouted angrily, urged the horse out, and took the lead.
He seems to have forgotten that he was also a member of the Song Court's loyal army, conquering cities for the Song Dynasty, and he was also a proper "Song dog".
"Kill Song Dog!"
The Mongolian army of 10,000 horsemen surged, smoke and dust rose into the air, iron hooves rumbled, the wind swept the clouds, the earth shook the mountains, like a surging flood, and the spectators all changed color.
"What a big stance!"
In the middle of the Song army, Du Shu looked at the rolling Mongolian army iron cavalry and sneered.
"The heavy cavalry is in the front, and the light cavalry is in the back, which is exactly the same as in the "Tatar Policy". Li Quan, a dog thief, voted for the Tatars, and even copied the cavalry tactics! ”
In the land of the plains, thousands of iron horses galloped, and the smoke and dust rolled, like a violent wind and waves, heading straight for the Song army's array, which seemed to be unstoppable.
Fortunately, Da Song has firearms! With Takeo Takeo! More flesh!
He didn't believe that four or five hundred artillery pieces couldn't cripple the Mongolian iron cavalry on the opposite side?
"Order, the whole army is ready!"
Du Shu passed down the military order, the Song army did not move, and the flank cavalry slowly came out of the battle formation, and there were countless iron horses, densely packed, not to mention thousands of horses.
Since the Song army occupied the land of Hexi horse raising, the war horses continued to enter the southeast, and the Huainan East Road alone gathered nearly 10,000 cavalry, which was very different from before, and chased the majesty of Yue Wumu's Beiwei army back then.
Beiwei Army and Yuejia Army, in the memory of the Song people, never seem to have gone far.