Volume 1 The Rain Hates the Clouds Chapter 130 The glacier is cold, and the snow remains on the hooves

The Han River runs through the entire territory of the Great Jin Dynasty, and the meandering river is also the watershed of Xiangjing. In the vast white snow, from a distance, the frozen Han River looks like a silver snake entrenched in front of Hanyang Castle.

The surface of the river, which is more than 100 feet wide, has frozen and spewed cold air like a mist. The chill penetrated into the veins of the soldiers, penetrated into the cracks of the bones, and was suffocating.

On the unobstructed ice surface, there are many stumps and severed limbs of soldiers, and a touch of red is constantly fading on the surface of the river.

Obviously, since the arrival of the rush to Zhennanguan, this has become the main battlefield of the confrontation between the two armies.

Because the Xiang army has been stubbornly guarding the vast Han River in recent days, the Jin army's previous tentative attack has turned into a large-scale bloody battle. In the current war, with the increasing number of wounded in the two armies, there is no longer any need for any reason.

At this point, both sides have already played a real fire.

Lu Ziyi, the commander of the river crossing army, had a sad face on his face, and stood on the periphery of the Han River, scanning the battle in the distance, and the fierce fighting scene made his heart swell with a trace of grief, and the horsewhip in his hand was almost cracked.

Although the Xiangjun Iron Cavalry is known for its bravery, it is impossible to charge the horse on this slippery ice.

These "unadaptable" Xiangjun men were dragged off the offensive by the Jin army. Every breath is almost a life for a life tragedy.

Looking at the Jin army on the other side of the river, Lu Ziyi was a little surprised in his heart:

On the surface of the river, among the trees opposite, and even all the places where people could stand, they were densely packed with the long queues of the Jin army. The cold glow of the sword stretched almost the entire surface of the river, but a rough estimate showed that the number of the Jin army was more than 800,000! This did not include the troops that were receiving reinforcements.

When did Emperor Wen Li Wen start to expand so many sergeants?

But in the face of such a disparity in strength, Lu Ziyi is just as empty as an ant on a hot pot, and in the face of the absolute disparity in strength, no matter how ingenious the military plan is, it will seem insignificant.

The time, place, and people are favorable, and the balance of victory is not at all, and it is tilted on the side of the Xiang army.

But now, the Xiang army can no longer retreat, and behind Lu Ziyi is the majestic Hanyang City.

If Hanyang City is broken, the eastern gateway of the entire Xiangjing will be opened, and at that time, in the face of the Jin army that is rushing in, it will be powerless to return to the sky.

All the Xiangjun men present knew this very well, so each of them firmly guarded the last line of defense of the Han River with a mortal heart.

Looking around at the ice surface of the liver marrow flowing field, Lu Ziyi's face was gloomy, rubbing his eyebrows fiercely, and hearing the increasing number of casualties in his ears, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. At the moment, we can only hope that reinforcements from the northern front can arrive sooner.

In the battlefield of the Han River, there was not even the shouts of soldiers, only the dull collision of swords, splashing bursts of monstrous blood. The boiling heat of countless blood continued to rise, and there was some sense of dryness on the ice.

Finally, with the coming night, in order to avoid a possible snowstorm in the middle of the night, the sound of whimpering horns sounded in front of the Jin army, and as the two sides withdrew their troops, Lu Ziyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lu Shuai, in two days, if the support still doesn't arrive, I'm afraid we will run out......"

Looking at the blood-stained generals beside him, Lu Ziyi secretly gritted his teeth, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and comforted him in a loud voice:

"God bless me, I believe that General Ning Yuan will be there soon......"

Lu Ziyi sighed softly, he knew it in his heart. If this kind of fighting continues, the casualties of the Xiang army on the long front of the Han River will only get worse day by day.

After a short period of distraction, he was sitting upright in the military tent, and suddenly felt a gust of breeze blowing across his face, and suddenly looked up only to see a white-robed young man gently lift the curtain and walk in, Lu Ziyi showed excitement on his face, as if he had seen a savior, and shouted:

"Xiao Shizi, you're finally here!"

It was Li Xuan and the three of them, who finally arrived here after non-stop day and night attacks.

Li Xuan hurriedly picked up Lu Ziyi, who was about to kowtow, and said, "Army Marshal, not only the three of us are here. Now, General Yun's troops are also on their way to arrive, and they will be able to arrive at the ...... tomorrow at the latest."

Han Shuangxue looked at the worried faces of the soldiers around him, his heart gradually sank, and he said loudly: "What is the current battle situation?"

After hearing Lu Ziyi's description, Li Xuan frowned and said in a deep voice:

"So what we need to do at the moment is to reduce casualties as much as possible, compress our troops, and wait for General Yun's arrival......"

Lu Ziyi's face was undisguised with sorrow, and he smiled bitterly: "But now the Xiang army, more than half of the dead and wounded, the smooth ice surface in the cold winter and the moon is not suitable for us to fight with iron horses......

After Li Xuan heard this, his face became a little embarrassed.

Han Shuangxue shook her head helplessly: "What if you give up the defense of the Han River front?"

Lu Ziyi took a deep breath and said: "The geographical location of the Han River is to surround the city with the meaning of arch guard, if the Han River is lost, then Hanyang City will also be in danger......

Listening to everyone's words, Jiang Baihe, who has always been mostly ghostly, slapped his forehead and exhaled excitedly: "There is!"

Without waiting for everyone to ask, he stood up and paced two steps, quickly integrated his methods in his mind, and said slowly:

"At the moment, as long as the problem on the ice is solved, all the problems can be solved. So, we need to create an environment where the Xiangjun Iron Cavalry can fight......"

Lu Ziyi waved his hand after hearing this: "Of course I know what you said, but if you want to use fire to burn the ice surface, whether it is fire oil or flint, in this wind and snow, it is a little impractical......

"Wrong...... General Lu. Jiang Baihe had a tricky smile on his face, and said softly:

"Put a siege catapult on the catapult, put a snowball the size of two people around it, and throw it at the ice of the Han River. Coupled with the manpower tonight, as long as the snow can completely cover the ice, the iron rider will be able to move unhindered. After all, in the ice and snow, this snow is the most indispensable thing......"

Hearing Jiang Baihe's suggestion, Lu Ziyi suddenly realized, showed surprise on her face, and nodded slowly: "I see, I see...... I'm going to give the order!"

As a result, almost half of the Xiang army in Hanyang City was busy carrying snow all night.

The sound of the whimpering wind drowned out the sound of the catapults, and through the vast night, all the Jin troops regarded it as a sign of the coming blizzard.

Until the next day, when they woke up, they couldn't help but be a little surprised when they looked at the ice surface of the Han River wrapped in silver.

They all looked at each other with a blank face: what was going on? What about the ice? How could it suddenly be covered with such a layer of snow?!

The snow on the river is so thick today that it is not said that the military horses are galloping, and even if the carriage catches up, there will definitely not be any bumps.

The general of the Jin army couldn't hide his panic, looking at the Xiangqi armor in front of him, his heart jumped suddenly, and the sword blade in his hand let out a burst of wails under his wave, forced himself to take a breath, and shouted at Lu Ziyi, who was wearing a handsome robe in front of him:

"Lu Ziyi, you have to think clearly. Disobeying His Majesty's will is clearly a rebellion! Give up Hanyang City, don't go your own way again!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw a young man with a long figure and a dashing expression standing in front of the formation at this moment, looking at the black and oppressive Jin Jun with cold eyes, shook his head gently, and said loudly:

"This is the ...... of the national war"

As soon as Li Xuan's words fell, Lu Ziyi held a spear, bursting with cold light, the whole person was like a deep mountain, his eyes were filled with a mist, and the head of the spear was a little farther away towards the Jin army in the distance:

"Even now, you still have to help the devil to abuse, it's not a pity to die!"

The general's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously recognizing Li Xuan, and roared angrily:

"National thief Li Xuan, you still dare to appear here?! It seems that the current Xiangjing is really rampant with demons, the Jin army listens to the order, Jingping rivers and mountains, and rushes into battle with me to annihilate the rebels!"

Li Xuan snorted coldly when he heard this, and the Tianyu Array urged again, only to hear a booming explosion, and the mid-air was about to be split by countless lightning bolts, which seemed to be a charging signal for the Xiang army.

The 200,000 iron horsemen in front of the city all showed the intention of death at the moment, and they crashed in the direction of the Jin army like a tsunami.

A strong killing intent permeated the entire Han River!

At this moment, countless Xiang troops were riding horses and carrying guns, their hooves were like thunder, and wherever they passed, they stepped on the remnants of the snow that rushed to the sky, hunted with military flags, and whimpered.

"Kill!"

The two armies finally kicked off the prelude to the national war at this moment.