When Wei Kang committed suicide in shame, his uncle Wei Duan was dispatching new battalion leaders to fill the newly vacant front line.
In fact, Wei Kang has always been raised under Wei Duan's knees. He is more like a son than a nephew. And Wei Duan has always trained him as his heir.
And Wei Kang lived up to his expectations and grew into a leader among the younger generation in Kansai. He was eight feet five inches tall at the age of fifteen, and his literary and martial arts skills were among the best of his time.
Zhao Qi, a famous scholar from the same county, even praised Kong Rong, the leader of Guandong Confucianism, in his exchanges with this magnificent figure in his hometown, calling him "a man of elegance and generosity, a weapon of greatness."
But now this great weapon is broken like a broken jar in the Zhongren Pavilion.
Wei Kang's subordinates were worried about the general's condition. When they turned back, they saw the general committing suicide on the slope.
After being shocked and crying, all the military officers collected the body and took Wei Kang's death letter to report to their commander.
Wei Duan was already busy dealing with the war. When he suddenly heard the news, he shook his horse.
He suddenly thought of what he had just scolded Kang'er for.
"You give me back my children, give me back my children. My brothers are all dead, how can you still be alive? How can you still be alive?"
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Wei Duan tremblingly took Wei Kang's death letter. It was a thin piece of paper but weighed a thousand kilograms. The letter read:
"The young man is the young master of Wuling in Xijing, and the elder is the minister of Tianjie in Kyoto. The carved carriages and carriages are decorated with flowers, and the flowers are full of flowers. The fragrance of Kyoto fills the city. When the sky collapses at night, the world is like morning dew, and the body is like duckweed. I know the dream of prosperity.
One game."
There is also a small text under this death sentence:
"Which one is real, the smell of powder in Kyoto or the smell of battlefield?"
After reading it, Wei Duan burst into tears.
The greatest sorrow in the world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person to death. If the black-haired person is forced to die by himself, it will be even more painful.
But all the pain and regret were buried in Wei Duan's heart, and he now wanted to devote all his energy to this war.
This is no longer an ordinary war, this is a civilized battle for their family, a battle of life and death. There is no room for failure.
Why don’t you Guizhou leaders understand? Without their family, you are just wild beasts in the forest, and you can also be called human beings? It is they who created writing, recorded civilization, and stabilized the country, not you Guizhou leaders who are like wild beasts.
Wei Duan looked forward with determination, where the fighting was still going on.
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One hundred crossbows fired one hundred thousand arrows toward the slope in front of them in one moment.
There were no living creatures there, and the Han army's infantry school camp that was originally deployed there had lost all its power and evacuated from the battlefield.
But the rain of arrows is not always scary, at least for Xu Rong who is now leading troops to fill the front.
Xu Rong, a native of Liaodong, was a Sima of the front department of Wuhuan Colonel.
He marched slowly with his thousand-man troops and part of Wuhuan's cavalry. Behind him was the central Sima Xingju who protected Wuhuan's captain, leading two thousand troops.
These two units were the elites that Lu Zhi specially divided up and supplemented to Wei Duan by dividing the strength of Colonel Hu Wuhuan.
Now Wei Duan directly sent these two battalions to the front line.
Xu Rong was also shocked and horrified by the tragedy on the battlefield, but it did not scare him.
What's more, a wonderful sense of connection came to Xu Rong's heart.
He felt that he was fighting bravely for a noble and great goal, which was a feeling he had never felt in any battle on the frontier before.
Exposed to this vast battlefield, a huge battle involving more than 100,000 people, he became one of them. Xu Rong had never felt like his brave fighting was so closely related to the fate of the Han Dynasty like now.
I, Xu Rong, help the Han Dynasty and help the great man from falling. How majestic!
Previously, the Han family was a very vague thing. Xu Rong had never been to Kyoto. He only heard that it was very prosperous and the most civilized place in this land.
But even though he had been told since he joined the army that they were protecting Wuhuan Xiaowei as the Han family's Great Wall in northern Xinjiang that would never fall, Xu Rong still felt that all this was false.
Why does the Duke of Kyoto, who is far away in the world, want me, a native dog from Liaodong, to protect him?
But now, lying at my feet are nobles from Kansai, and fighting beside me are heroes from Kanto. Warriors from all over the world are fighting side by side under the banner of the Han family.
Xu Rong had this feeling. The Han family really existed on this battlefield.
He Xu Rong, a rogue warrior from the farthest corner of the empire, risked his life for our great Han in Jizhou!
Xu Rong, who only felt the supreme glory, shouted with his Liaodong accent:
"For the sake of the Han Dynasty, we will fight to the death!"
After saying that, Xu Rong accidentally stepped on the corpse of a soldier from the infantry captain camp.
The corpse was very young, but the muscles on its face were extremely distorted.
His abdominal cavity was torn open by two giant arrows, and his intestines flowed all over the floor, and then these intestines were trampled to pieces by the retreating robes. In other words, this man was in pain to death.
Xu Rong just glanced at it and looked at the overwhelming enemy troops in front of him with bright eyes.
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As the Taishan Army's arrow rain ended, the Central Army's attack also began.
The attack included 10,000 people from the Central Guard Army, 1,000 people from Zhu Lingzhi's Iron Spear Division, 1,000 people from Lejin's Iron Cavalry Army, 1,000 people from Li Wu's Iron Armored Army, 1,000 people from Hu Guangqiu's Iron Forest Army, and 1,000 people from Yu's Poison Camp. In addition, there were
Chen Huan's tribe has three thousand people, and Xu Zhong's tribe has two thousand people.
At a position about a thousand steps away from the slope of the Han army's front line, seven battalions and tens of thousands of soldiers began to march.
As the commander of these ten thousand people, Yu Jin personally led 200 people to the battlefield to direct the attack.
Originally, when the army entered the battlefield, it should have been lined up in a column, and it happened to rush through the line channel that had been cleared by the Recruitment Department.
However, Yu Jin did not arrange it in this way, because the column marching team was too scattered, and it was easy to waste the impact of this wave.
Therefore, Yu Jin placed the largest force of Chen Huan's troops on the far right, followed by Xu Zhong's 2,000 troops, and then the five troops under the Chinese army lined up toward the west ridge in sequence.
Xu Zhong then advanced first, and the entire military line formed an echelon line with the right wing leading, and then lined up to attack the remaining 4,000 men of Wei Duan.
The advantage of such an arrangement is that the Taishan Army's strength advantage can be maximized to kill Wei Duan's remaining 4,000 men in one fell swoop.
In this way, amidst the roar of arrows from both sides, the two armies got closer and closer.
On the opposite side, from Wei Duan's perspective, there were twenty blocks directly pressing over him.
The formation arranged by the Taishan bandits on the opposite side is a typical horizontal formation, with fifty people in width and ten people in length marching.
There were six on the far left, and behind them were seven battalion heads in a long snake. Wei Duan immediately understood that the opponent was trying to flank his left wing and wanted to eat him in one fell swoop.
But how can things be so easy?
This wide formation can indeed surround and annihilate themselves, but how can the formation not be chaotic when marching on this slope? And because the distance between formations is not large, they do not have enough space to change formation and marching direction.
Thinking of this, Wei Duan had already made a decision.
On Yujin's side, new reinforcements were dispatched to his command from the rear.
They were the four cavalry units of Li Hu, Li Fu, Li Bi, and Xi Shen. The two thousand cavalry units were moved by Yu Jin to the position of the original infantry formation of ten thousand people, ready to support the infantry in front or expand their victory.
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On the way, a knight from Xi Shen's tribe tripped over his horse and broke his neck.
This was the first official of this department to die in the battle of Zhongrenting.
At this time, it was the eleventh day of the eighth month in the first year of Taiwu, at three o'clock in the morning.
On the Central Front, the war broke out.
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Xu Rong of the Han army concentrated his attention, and when the enemy army reached 200 steps, he began to shout:
"bow!"
Thousands of people in his department drew their bows at half angles, ready to shoot.
Before Xu Rong's attack, Wei Duan told them that if they don't succeed in this battle, they will become benevolent and shed their last drop of blood for the sake of the Han Dynasty. The glory of the ancestors and the wealth of the descendants depend on this battle.
And how many enemy troops are there opposite them?
No matter from which side, it was several times his. With an outnumbered enemy, these sergeants knew what the outcome of this battle would be.
But Xu Rong's front troops protecting Wuhuan had their own pride. As one of the few standing legions in northern Xinjiang, they were small in number but well-equipped.
Each person has a bow, thirty arrows, a ring-headed sword, a pair of iron armor, and a large spear.
In other words, these thousands of people can be used as archers at a distance, as riflemen at close range to carry the line, and as swordsmen at the close level.
At this time, the horn of Xu Rong's troops had sounded three times, and the whole battalion was ready for the final battle. All the flags had been unfurled, showing military might on the northern slope.
Looking at the yellow ocean below, shining with the unique brilliance of fine armor, Xu Rong was lost for a moment.
Wait for the officer in charge to shout:
"The enemy has one hundred and eighty steps."
Xu Rong suddenly came to his senses, and then ordered sharply:
"shoot!"
After receiving the order, the platoon leaders at all levels lowered their flags and guns, and the entire army fired arrows.
Xu Rong's troops were stacked closely together, and the arrows fired were dense and urgent. In the first round of orders, each of the Wuhuan officials who guarded Wuhuan fired ten arrows.
Then came the second round of orders, and the third round of orders, and the arrow pots on each official's waist were all empty.
It's a pity that Xu Rong's counterattack was fierce, and the soldiers were also very powerful, able to shoot thirty arrows. But the effect was not great.
Because what was facing them was not an ordinary army, nor even an ordinary elite, but the real elite of the Taishan Army, the Central Guard Army.
If the Han Army's Wuhuan School's officers and men are standing troops, then the Taishan Army is a standing army of veterans of hundreds of battles. Every sergeant in it is a veteran who has fought for more than three years.
Their equipment is the most elite of the Taishan Army. The armor they wear is not leather armor, which is top-notch, but full-body armor weighing forty kilograms, including pockets, iron faces, greaves, and iron walls.
These tall central guardsmen held banners in their hands and advanced firmly in the rain of Xu Rong's arrows. Although from time to time some of their robes were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, the whole army still kept moving.
In the blink of an eye, we have reached a hundred steps.
A drop of sweat dropped from Xu Rong's forehead. He suddenly pulled out the knife and shouted:
"For the sake of the Han Dynasty, rush!"
After saying that, Xu Rong personally led the guards and rushed downhill.
He knew that facing such an enemy was the only last resort.
Xu Rong took the lead in the charge, and the morale of his officers was high. The bitter cold in Youbei shaped their suicidal character. Under the leadership of General Jia Yong, courage defeated fear.
The drummers in the rear beat the military drums frantically, and the Han soldiers in each row put down their rifles and began to charge forward.
Suddenly, a hail of arrows hit from the east side. It turned out that on the east side where Xu Rong could not see, Chen Huanbu, who had already moved ahead, had been waiting.
The Chen Huan Division was the earliest organized archer unit of the Taishan Army. Although the Taishan Army later expanded and the unit was changed from a pure unit to a fancy unit, the Chen Huan Unit is still the most powerful long-range unit in the entire army.
Chen Huan's use of archers and soldiers is all in one word.
You never know where he's going to shoot a round of arrows.
For example, now, Chen Huan had already hidden the archers in the formation, and from the outside it was impossible to tell that there were any archers. Then when Xu Rong's troops were killed, Chen Huan, who had already been prepared, directly waved the flag and fired.
Xu Rongbu, who was charging downhill, thought that there would be a showdown between brave men, but no one expected that the shameless enemy troops on the east side would make a surprise attack.
The Han troops fell to the ground like wheat, and suffered heavy losses under the power of Chen Huan's rhubarb crossbow.
Only fifty steps away from Taishan's army, Xu Rong's important military officer Zu Wei from Fan Yang was fatally wounded.
An armor-piercing arrow with a triangular iron cluster head penetrated directly through the armor on his flank, causing blood to flow all over the ground.
His soldiers helplessly supported their general and listened to his last words:
"If you are still alive, go back and tell my Wu'er to take revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"
After saying this, he died of anger.
Not only Zu Wei died in the battle, but also two of Xu Rong's hundred generals and six of his generals died. Due to the death of a large number of grassroots military officers, the entire shock formation lost its restraint and began to fall apart.
This is the spirit of Chen Huanbu. While covering the attack, the marksman also carried out precise strikes.
Xu Rong, who was not so far forward, was also hit by an arrow and his face was scratched, but it was fine.
He loudly ordered to the tribe next to him, the young trumpeter:
"Blow the trumpet and form a formation."
The trumpeter's arm was hit by an arrow, and the blood flowed uncontrollably. He got Xu Rongli's order and blew the horn with all his strength.
The thick trumpet sound continued until he himself fainted from excessive bleeding.
Xu Rong's judgment was correct, because the Taishan Army in front sounded a rapid drum beat, and the Taishan Army, which had been advancing slowly just now, charged.
What kind of army is on the opposite side? It can be fought with this level of cooperation.
But there was no time for Xu Rong to sigh. The distance of fifty steps was chiseled up under the charge of the Taishan Army holding the flag with the word "乐" high.
This is Le Jin's cavalry army. These warriors were selected from the entire army, and they showed outstanding fighting skills even when they were on horseback.
The wet mud did not hinder their charge. In just one breath, the yellow clumps smashed into the red clumps, annihilating the red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Le Jin kept looking for the Han general on the opposite side. He could not wait to present the enemy's heads to the king.
However, he led his troops to drill through two columns but could not find anyone. Just when Le Jin was about to give up, he saw a thick military officer wearing Sima Rong uniform in a corner.
The most eye-catching thing was the general's meticulously groomed beard. It was the neatest beard Le Jin had ever seen. This showed that the owner of this beard had a delicate temperament.
But I'm sorry, you belong to me, and your beautiful beard.
"The young man is the young master of Wuling in Xijing, and the elder is the minister of Tianjie in Kyoto. The carved carriages and carriages are decorated with flowers, and the flowers are full of flowers. The fragrance of Kyoto fills the city. At night and day, the sky collapses, the world is like morning dew, and the body is like duckweed. I know the dream of prosperity
One game.”
The death poem of a Han military aristocrat lamented the sadness of people leaving in troubled times.