Author: Taixu Laodao

Chapter 48 Eating poop

The 21st year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, the fourth year of Jin Tiande, and 1152 AD.

It has only been a year and a half since the Ming Dynasty, but Wang Chongyang has already aged ten years.

Forty-year-old Wang Chongyang has reached the pinnacle of martial arts in this era. Even if he didn't come to Huashan to discuss swordsmanship in his spare time, he would still be the "No. 1 in the world".

At this time, Jin Wushu had been dead for several years, and the current Jin Dynasty was no longer what it used to be. The first generation of orcs who were killed from the white mountains and black waters were almost old, dead, and extinct.

The second generation can no longer be called half-orcs.

In less than thirty years, the Jurchens were rapidly corrupted from top to bottom, especially the army. The rate of decadence was alarming.

The saying "If there are not even ten thousand Jurchens, they will be invincible" is now a joke.

Wang Chongyang's base area is sandwiched between the Song and Jin Dynasties. After several years of development, it has occupied 800 miles of Qinchuan and the entire Hanzhong. It can advance, attack, retreat or defend, depending on the people's wishes.

With the right time, right location, and good people, unification of the world is just around the corner.

On this day, Wang Chongyang invited masters from all over the world to gather at the Emperor Temple.

Those who came were Master Xu Zhu of Shaolin Temple, Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, Shangguan Jiannan of the Iron Palm Gang, Lin Chaoying and Huang Shang who had been hiding in the world for decades.

"Everyone, the emperor has ordered that the time has come to conquer the Central Plains!"

Heavy weapons for siege of cities and territories have begun to be produced day and night on the Ming Dynasty's assembly lines, and a new batch of aid has arrived.

It is the right time to improve Wang Chongyang's faith value.

I have been sharpening my sword for ten years, but the blade has never been tested by frost. Today I will show you my sword, who will have any injustice?

The army left Hulao Pass, recaptured Bianliang in three days, then crossed the Yellow River and headed straight for Yanjing.

Up to this point, the anti-gold troops had not encountered any decent resistance, and some of the miscellaneous soldiers did not have the use of heavy gunpowder weapons at all, so they were cleaned up by Yue Fei as if they were cutting melons and grass.

Until outside Yanjing City.

The Jurchen cavalry appeared.

"..."

Yue Fei said nothing and looked at the battlefield attentively.

It was originally a close battle, but in a short period of time, Marshal Yue chose a field suitable for his own side.

He has traveled through the land of China over the years under the protection of masters, and he has memorized the terrain of various places.

Famous generals never appear by chance.

The terrain here is destined to be unfavorable for cavalry operations. The undulating hills are the biggest obstacle to the running of war horses. Therefore, the powerful collision force of the Jurchen Tiefutu and Kaizi horses is weakened by several percent.

Although the Jurchens can no longer be called half-orcs, the second generation is still capable of fighting.

There are three pounds of iron in a broken ship, let alone a nation.

Without any warning, the rumbling cavalry and infantry phalanx launched a charge against the anti-Jin army...

Over ten thousand crippled horses charged on both wings. The feeling like a huge wave and the "rumbling" sound of horse hooves really made any infantry feel desperate.

The cavalry is very powerful, more powerful than you think.

Yue Fei waved his command flag in the direction of the army.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom boom boom..."

This is the roar of the cannon. After a round of artillery fire, the infantry phalanx that cooperated with Tiefutu's charge collapsed.

Explosive bombs, this is a weapon they have never seen before.

"What a powerful force!" Huang Shang, who was found by Wang Chongyang and invited out of the mountains, sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Back then, if there were thirty cannons defending the city, the Jurchens would not have captured Tokyo."

Xu Zhu looked at the bloody battlefield from a distance, clasped his hands: "Amitabha! Donor Huang, times have changed. Master Chongyang has the help of Emperor Wanshou. The Kingdom of Jin, Song Dynasty, and Dali will soon be destroyed. A new era.

It has arrived... I hope my brother can look away!"

At the same time, all the soldiers in the rear of the anti-Jin army lay down on the ground, raised their foot-operated crossbows and fired one after another.

This is a local weapon, and the cold weapon technology of the Song Dynasty is actually not bad.

The Jurchens' Tiefutu was armed after obtaining a large number of infantry armor from the Song army.

It's a pity that if people are too timid, they will be too timid.

The soldiers did not look at where the crossbow arrows landed. They loaded the crossbow string with their feet and continued shooting. Each shooting angle and the number of fired crossbow arrows were fixed.

The crossbow rocket flew high into the sky with a roar. After reaching the highest point of power, it quickly began to fall. The sound of the crossbow was like the breathing of the god of death, covering the entire area where the Jurchen light cavalry and kidnapping horses were attacking.

The cavalry moved very quickly, and after leaving corpses everywhere, they passed the firing range of the first round of crossbows.

The ground was filled with smoke and dust, covering the way in.

On the galloping horse, the ferocious face of the Jurchen knight gradually became clear.

In previous battles, despite the threat of the crossbows, the weak Song infantry were as fragile as melons and fruits.

In these years of guerrilla warfare, Wang Chongyang's anti-Jin army has not shown the ability to fight head-on.

"put!"

Yue Yun stood on a hillside, looking coldly at the Jurchen cavalry who had appeared in his field of vision. He suddenly raised his hand, and immediately a general shouted loudly.

The crossbows in the hands of the infantrymen in front all made a "buzzing" sound in an instant.

This is a powerful crossbow that is far superior to the Divine Arm Crossbow. It is supported by some Ming technology. It has a maximum range of 600 meters and can penetrate iron armor. The Jurchens once again fell on their backs.

And after shooting, the infantry shook the pulley, quickly loaded the crossbow, and raised their arms again.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

After shooting seven arrows in a row, these infantrymen gave up.

Because the Jurchens' kidnapping horses had begun to flee, except for a few stunned green men who were desperate for their lives, they rushed towards the military formation with their eyes closed...

It was a real hand-to-hand encounter.

Several war horses covered with crossbows neighed and charged towards them. The Jurchen cavalry, who already knew they would not survive, howled like wild wolves, held up their knives in tears and rushed towards the gun array bravely.

"die!"

The strong team member was roaring wildly, and the spear in front of him was pointed at the chest of the war horse.

The steel spear instantly penetrated the chest of the war horse, as easily as piercing tofu.

The war horses were still moving forward. The captain had already let go of the spear and used his feet to hold the spear that was half-buried into the soil. The tip of the spear pierced the war horse, then came out from the war horse's neck and penetrated into the cavalryman's belly.

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At this time, the war horse had been pushed up high by the lance, and its hanging front hooves were moving feebly, turning into an earth-yellow statue together with the cavalryman sitting on him with his head hanging down.

Finally, the gunfire stopped.

The dust caused by the cavalry charge dispersed, and the position in front of the anti-Jin army was covered with the corpses of war horses and Jurchens. Some Jurchens who were lucky enough to survive lay on the battlefield and howled loudly. The soldiers who could barely move used their hands and feet in despair.

, want to escape.

In a field battle, thousands of Jurchen cavalry and over 10,000 infantry were killed under the cover of artillery and powerful crossbows. The battlefield was like a wheat field about to be harvested, with dense crossbow arrows everywhere...

This battle sounded the clarion call to destroy gold.

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are the eternal pain of the Han people in the Song Dynasty.

The son-emperor Shi Jingtang sent away the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, and the final result was that the disaster continues to this day.

A unified dynasty without Yan Yun would be tantamount to exposing the vital points of the Central Plains to the knives of the grassland peoples.

From Yanyun down to the foot of Tokyo City, there is a vast plain, and there is no danger to defend.

Today, Wang Chongyang and Yue Fei led the army to cross Yanjing City, chased the Jurchens to defeat the army, and rushed directly outside Shanhaiguan...
Chapter completed!