Chapter 321: The Great War (II)

On the shore of the Fen River, the wind and clouds change color.

The Han army rushed to the front of the Qin army and suffered heavy injuries, but under the threat of the supervisory team behind, they finally survived the terrifying dense rain of arrows and launched a face-to-face battle with the Qin army.

The most tragic scene of the decisive battle of the army has begun. The guns stretched out in front of the Qin army are densely packed like hedgehogs. The front row of soldiers are all burly men from the northwest. The Eastern Army is still a little worse in the field. It can be seen that there is some lack of experience in the Battle of Jiezhou. At this time, Li Xuandao did not dare to send the Eastern Army to the front. The four battalions in the front row are all elite veterans fought from the northwest border villages and the Xixia people. Facing the black Jin soldiers running wildly and making complex and unexplainable howlings in their mouths. Amid the shouts of generals at all levels, these old soldiers remained motionless and only held the spear in their hands tightly.

With a bang, it seemed like the muffled thunder sounded from the sky. The soldiers of the two armies finally collided together. With just one move, countless lives disappeared. The spear saw blood. The Jin soldiers running towards them were pierced and strung up like a string of gourds. With such a collision, there was no room for dodging. The human body on the spear screamed and struggled. As his hands and feet danced, the blood in his body quickly disappeared, and then the second and third...

Finally, a gap appeared in the middle of the spear, and the Han army, who were already scared by the blood of death, were almost collapsed when they saw this hint of life. They immediately rushed in along the gap. Swords and swords were used to fall, and the spearmen on both sides immediately fell down, with a larger gap, and more Han soldiers rushed into it.

The gun forest began to shrink and slowly retreated into the military formation. The military formation, which was holding a horizontal knife and wearing plate armor, was exposed. The horizontal knife reflected the sunlight and emitted a dazzling cold light. The horizontal knife waved up, mixed with the neat command of the Qin army. The Qin army soldiers stepped forward together and cut down the Han soldiers who rushed into the formation. These Qinchuan children were tall and strong, and immediately stopped the Han soldiers and squeezed them out. Then, while the horizontal knife was waving, there was a scene of flesh and blood flying.

The Jin soldiers were pushed back by the Qin army, and the formation was already chaotic. All the Han soldiers who survived were frightened. Are these burly men in front of them really Han people? Are they flowing with blood from ancient and descendants of Yan and Huang like them? The prosperous Tang Dynasty was far away from them, and the Khitans left and the Jurchens came. They were even more cruel and tyrannical, brave and good at fighting. They had forgotten the glory of the Han people. Now they only know that the Khitans are so powerful that no army is their opponent. All those who resisted the land have been crushed by the iron hooves of the Jurchens.

Now, those standing in front of them looked like ghosts, with excellent soldiers and strong fighting spirit, but also Han soldiers, who looked even more cruel and easy to kill than the Jurchens. All the Han soldiers felt powerless, and their steps were even more timid and afraid to move forward.

Seeing the Han army defeated from a distance, the supervision team was surrounded by clusters. Although they tried their best to kill the defeated soldiers, they could not stop facing the retreating Han army and had to retreat. However, the Qin army did not pursue them. A rain of arrows rose in the formation, nailing the fleeing Han army to the ground. Xiao Kejin's muscles twitched.

But he had seen many such scenes. It was not surprising. If the Han people in the Jin Kingdom could fight, the world would have been no longer the Jurchens. Then several Han army officials with blood and despair were tied to his horse. Before a few people begged for mercy, Xiao Kejin waved his hand in disgust. Immediately, several Han generals were pressed to the ground by a rough slap. A few bloody heads rolled to the ground. Then a few heads appeared on the long pole that had been standing long.

"Four thousand-man teams are ready, and then defeat and behead their leader. Pass the order and send a team of archers up." Xiao Kejin said coldly.

Teams of Jin soldiers left the formation, crossed the formation accumulated by the corpses, and moved forward in the rain of arrows from the Qin army. Then the Jin soldiers and archers then returned to the Qin army. There was no one in the Qin army formation and fell to the ground with a humming sound. The artillery has not stopped, but the stones have gradually decreased. It is obvious that the Jin soldiers also made these things in a hurry, and they have been damaged by many when used.

The difficulty of the war was beyond Li Xuan's expectations. The Han army rushed towards the Qin army formation in waves, becoming more and more urgent, with almost no interval. Looking at the Jin army formation from afar, they remained motionless. However, the Han army formation was getting higher and higher, and the messy Hus also began to prepare.

There were only 30,000 people in the Qin army formation before. With the repeated attacks, the formation was becoming increasingly incomplete. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before it was broken into.

"Report to the Grand Marshal, General Zhe asked the Grand Marshal if he was to use people to rotate."

"Tell him, keep the left wing tightly and don't move lightly. Wu Chenzhou, go and ask Zhang Peixian in person, do he still remember what I said before? If he can't hold on, I will change him here."

"Yes, Grandmaster."

In the front row, Zhang Peixian pulled out the arrow on his shoulder, groaned, and his personal soldiers rushed forward and wrapped him in wounds.

"General Zhang, the Grand Marshal has something to ask you, but do you still remember the Grand Marshal's explanation before?"

Zhang Peixian, who was originally steady, had a murderous aura on his face and kicked his personal soldiers away. "You go and report to the general. Zhang Peixian is not dead yet, and the golden dog cannot attack you."

Seeing Wu Chenzhou riding his horse, Zhang Peixian spat hard, turned around and pulled Zhang Liang, the nephew who was the commander of his yamen soldiers, and roared: "You lead all my yamen soldiers to the back, pass on my order, and those who take a step back will be killed, and the flag-holder will follow me."

When the Qin soldiers who had been fighting for half a day without interruption, they were all excited when they saw the battle in ancient times, they relied on their strength and morale. The things written in Romance novels were exaggerated, but when it came to the capture of the generals of the army, although the soldiers were not seriously injured, they were defeated and left without much difference from the facts. The so-called generals are the courage of the army. The generals lead the soldiers, and the soldiers below were not afraid of death. When they saw the generals of the generals of the army moved forward, they knew that the generals of the army had arrived in front of the formation and lived and died with them, and their morale was immediately revitalized.

This battle was only fought until the sunset. More than two hours passed. There were corpses in front of the Qin army formation. In some places, corpses accumulated like hills. Among them, there were many figures of Qin army and Jin soldiers entangled together. Blood gathered into a stream and flowed, making the Qin army formation red before it. At this time, the coast of the Fen River was already a hellish scene.

The setting sun was as bloody as the Qin army's arrows became sparse. It was not that there were not enough arrows, but that the archers could no longer pull the bowstring. The Jin soldiers seemed to be endless, repeatedly attacking the formation of the Qin army's front army. At this time, it was not only the Han army, but also the howlings of the Hu were holding various weapons. Although these Hu were not in the formation, they only knew that they could rush up and had incomplete armor. Even the weapons in their hands were varied. The styles were different, but these Hu people were tall and strong. In addition to a few sharp blades, they had blunt weapons in their hands. Every wave was accompanied by the sound of fierce wind. The place where they started was suddenly covered in blood and was not afraid of death, which was really difficult to deal with.

At this time, the 30,000 Qin troops fought bloody battles and replaced them one after another. It was not a loss, but the spears were mostly broken, and the attacks of the Jin soldiers were becoming increasingly dense, with almost no rest. However, the Qin army did not retreat a little, blocking the increasingly crazy enemy, and waving the horizontal sword full of blood in the gap kept waving, and the Jin soldiers in front of the crowded formation would be chopped down and killed. From time to time, the Qin army was overturned to the ground. On such a battlefield, falling to the ground was almost equivalent to death...

Zhang Peixian was waiting for a pair of red and blood-filled eyes. His armor was a little broken, and his shoulders were mixed with white cloth. His image was a bit shrill. More than ten personal soldiers surrounded him in the middle, each with wounded. But his expression was brave and eager to try.

After wiping the blood on his face, Zhang Peixian sighed secretly. He was also a famous general in the army back then. He would lead the way every time he rode a horse for three days and three nights and would not say he was tired, but now he is old. If it weren't for the protection of these hometown children, he might have been killed. In just a moment, there were six or seven of his personal soldiers around him, and he was dragged down by his personal soldiers.

The general really gave a good job this time. The Qin army had more than 6,000 casualties at this time. The Western army suffered heavy casualties. These Western army veterans were all arranged in front of the formation. Under the continuous impact of the Jin soldiers, the casualties were the most serious. Zhang Peixian looked at the Jin soldiers who left behind the corpses on the ground and shook his head. If this battle was pursued, it could still curb the opponent's offensive. However, the general gave a death order, not to chase the enemy, so that the Jin soldiers could continue to send troops and attack the front army unscrupulously.

Zhao Shi, Zhang Cheng and others are rare generals. The two of them have high prestige in the Western Army. If they are there at this time, they will be much more relaxed. Zhang Peixian thought secretly that since he joined the army and ate food, he has never been willing to intervene in any struggle, but he has been promoted to the deputy general of the garrison of Tongguan. Although the use of troops is not sharp, the steadyness is not allowed to be in the world. He has been suppressed by the King of Wei. He also has many disagreements about the practices of King of Wei Li Xuandao at this time. However, when he thinks about the cruelty of the throne dispute, he immediately feels awesome and no longer thinks about these things that are not there, so that the team that has recovered from some spirits is ready to rotate.

His grandmother, cursed and swearing, but he quickly directed people to move the body in front of the formation, and carried the wounded soldiers back for treatment. The soldiers replaced the deposed swords with new ones and reorganized the team...

While listening to the casualties found by the sergeant beside him, his expression was still moving. He could not stop sending military orders from his mouth. He even gave orders without hesitation and killed two slightly retreating captains. With the decision to kill, the people around him were all astonished.

...

Li Chijin, who was completely different from Zhang Peixian, stood at the height of the valley and looked coldly at the dense crowds of people vaguely in the distance. The sound of shouting and killing was already a little blurred when it came here. It was impossible to see clearly the situation of the decisive battle between the two armies here, but it was not difficult for him to imagine what a tragic situation would be like for tens of thousands of troops to fight.

From here, you can vaguely see the Qin army's rear formation, with soldiers and armor. Through it, you can feel the murderous intent hidden in it. Although the killing sounds in front of it were strong, the Qin army's rear formation was as quiet as before. This calmness only indicates one thing, that is, the Qin army has not done its best, and the military discipline is so strict that it makes him terrified. It is hard to imagine that the Han people actually have such an elite army.

Before, he was a little confused about Monk Wanyan's approach. Hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers, let alone Han people, even the Zahu tribe on the grassland that was born on horseback and dared to kill people when they were sensible, could also sweep away? But now he believed that the Qin army was different from those Zahu. This was a terrible army. He fought with tens of thousands of Jin soldiers for several hours, but the formation had not moved yet, and there was no panic at all. In addition, the armor was excellent and the weapons were sharp, and the adult's vision was still so accurate. Fighting against such enemies, he had to transfer the elites from the north back.

Then there was a slight depression. As Lord Zhen said, could he still go back to the white mountains and black waters and take a look at the dark land and the endless blue sky? Can he still drink the sweet stream water mixed with ice in the mountains? Can he still ride a horse and carry himself to shoot the fat antelope?

"Sir, when will we go out? It's been so long, the Han people can't stand it anymore, right? Let's put it behind their backs. We have to take back the handsome flag in the middle of them."

Li Chijin woke up in reverie, her eyes flashed across the young, bloodthirsty and impulsive face beside her, and her mood gradually calmed down, "What's the hurry? Under the bow and arrow of the Jurchen hero, the rabbit will never run away. At that time, I will go back the flag with you and you will inevitably add more than a dozen slaves to everyone's family..."

"How can slaves compare to Han beauty? I want to use these Han slaves to exchange for a beauty home..."

"Their knives seem to be sharper than ours. They have to get some back then. When the children at home are older, they always have to pick up the knives to fight the war. They have to prepare..."

Seeing his relaxed look, several personal soldiers immediately became interested and said.

Richijin raised his hand to pat the shoulders of the people around him, but he put it down halfway and forced a smile: "Okay. As long as you make contributions, everyone will have a share of money..."

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The sky gradually became dim, the Jin soldiers' offensive was slightly weak, and the Qin soldiers were exhausted. Torches had been lit in front of the formation, and the same was true for the Jin soldiers. It was obvious that both sides were interested in deciding the victory and defeat here, and they did not want to give up.

Although the Jin soldiers' offensive was a little weaker, Zhang Peixian became nervous at this time. The sound of horse hooves on the opposite side sounded in a mess, and it was obvious that the cavalry were gathering. The Jin soldiers were already known for their cavalry, and the attacks of the Han army and Hu were just to wipe out the spirit of the Qin army. At this time, the Qin army was exhausted and then took out the kung fu at the bottom of the box.

"Hurry, ask Yang Zihan to bring the four battalions to the hands, spears and spears, have they changed into spears? Hurry up and let them line up..."

Amid the shouting, the commanders rushed to the formation, teams of men had never been on the battlefield. The burly men wearing heavy armor stood up one after another. After a while, they took heavy steps and slowly moved from the back to the front of the formation. The spears in their hands were much longer than the spears used by the Qin army. The gun rods were thicker. When they were held in their hands, ordinary people could not hold them firmly. When they came to the formation, these men firmly fixed the bottom of the spear to the ground, and pointed the front of the spear head to form a forest of invasive guns.

These heavy armored infantry are powerful weapons to fight against cavalry. These great men were allocated from the west to fight against the opponent's cavalry in field battles. Li Xuandao assigned them all to Zhang Peixian. It was not until now that it was useful.

In fact, the best way to fight against cavalry is to use cavalry to resist it, but the number of cavalry in the Qin Dynasty is still not comparable to that in the Jin Dynasty. At this time, most of them were divided on the left and right wings by Li Xuandao, but Zhang Peixian's front army had to rely on these heavy armored soldiers.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, first jogging, then gradually accelerated, and then, like a muffled thunder rolling across the sky, the earth was trembling, from far to near, extremely fast.

As we got closer and closer, the rain of arrows rose densely behind the Qin army formation. This time, the Qin army's archers used all their energy to eat. The arrow rain continued to fall, and the knights fell down immediately. They were immediately stepped on the subway hooves behind and turned into meat paste. The troops continued to fall, but the Jin soldiers rushed faster and faster, without affecting their speed at all.
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