He looked at the Song army approaching step by step, his brows furrowed deeply, as if carved with a knife.
"Marshal Du, are you going to fight or not?" Xiuchi approached and asked.
It is true that more than 3,000 Mongolian troops can eat cattle, sheep and horses, and the burden of baggage is less than that of nearly 10,000 Song troops, but they still have to eat.
There is no place to rob or capture near Chengdu, and the baggage has been lost in Luzhou, so it is not a problem to drag it down.
Niulin turned around and shouted: "How to fight?! The cowards of the Song Dynasty are wearing heavy armor and have to set up barriers and trenches at every step. How to fight?!"
To be honest, Nulin has never fought such a battle before.
Over the years, the number of Song armies that he dragged to death were not just one or two.
But he didn't want to take the chance.
It is no longer possible to lose again.
The people in the car were also struggling, saying: "Since we don't want to fight, how about we retreat? Chengdu is just an empty city. If you lose it, you will lose it. You can just grab it back."
This was originally said by Nu Lin.
Chengdu was an empty city, and even if it was given to the Song Army, the Song Army could not defend it.
Because there is no food in the city.
The Mongolian cavalry can cut off such a long baggage line from Xuzhou to transport grain.
A thousand men can deprive the Chengdu defenders of food and starve them for ten days and a half. Not to mention ten thousand Song troops, one hundred thousand men can also defeat them.
This is a surefire way to win.
However, the Great Khan has almost reached Chongqing, how about losing the city of Chengdu?
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Nulin was speechless for a long time.
The man in the car had no choice but to ask again: "We will defend the city without fighting or retreating?"
Let the cavalry dismount, go to the top of the city to defend the city, and fight the Song army to defend the city. This is obviously not Niulin's choice.
It’s been eighteen days.
He waited patiently for Li Xia to reveal his flaws.
but no.
Li Xia has always firmly implemented the step-by-step style of play, and it seems like he has a lot of time.
Nu Lin wished she could rush to Li Xia in person, slap him hard, and ask him.
"Aren't you in a hurry?! The Great Khan is about to attack Chongqing, and when the entire Shuchuan territory falls, you are still fighting here slowly?!"
The time has come and Nulin must make a choice.
Should we abandon Chengdu and defeat the Song army with a sure-win method? Or should we take risks and fight to the death?
He puffed up his chest and said word by word: "Leave the city and fight."
There was determination in his eyes when he spoke.
The beards on his face are as hard as iron and cannot be blown by the wind.
The men on the grassland are upright and will not compromise.
The sound of the trumpet is like a whimper.
The Mongolian army once again abandoned Chengdu and rushed towards the Song army's line.
Their tactics were not to line up neatly and collide with the Song army, but to disperse when they were eight hundred steps away from the Song army.
Gathered like hills, dispersed like wind and rain. Thousands of horses spread out, they can make a profit of hundreds of miles.
If seen from the sky, nearly ten thousand Song troops were lined up neatly, standing in several close square formations, and the Mongolian cavalry were like scattered sand scattered around them.
Although the number of Mongolian cavalry was small, they were distributed in an area several times that of the Song army.
They surrounded the Song army and started firing arrows.
The arrows were not dense, and most of them landed on the Song army's shields.
The sun was very hot, and the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, who were wearing heavy armor, were sweating profusely, but they still had to hold up heavy shields to defend themselves.
If there is plenty of time, the Mongolian army can harass them like this for several days without launching a charge, until the Song army is exhausted.
But Li Xia's command flag had begun to waver, and he ordered the Song army to continue advancing towards Chengdu.
It was as if the Mongolian army was not seen.
Niulin rode his horse around the Song army's phalanx, looking for weak spots in their defenses.
Like a wild animal hunting for prey, trying to find a place to bite.
But no, the Song army only planned to march five miles a day.
Heavy armored soldiers, spearmen, and archers were arranged layer by layer, and even grain, grass, and baggage were always surrounded inside.
If this continues, the Song army will be able to enter Chengdu tomorrow.
Isn’t it possible to have street fighting by then?
There was another long horn sound, and the Mengqi began to gather in the direction of Niulin.
In the car, I felt that Nulin was crazy.
He understood that Niulin was going to give up his usual fighting style, charge into the Song army, and engage in hand-to-hand combat.
This is definitely not the strength of the Mongolian army.
The nimble leopard hunts the bull, but also bites and wounds the bull until the bull bleeds to exhaustion.
If you rush up directly, you will be gored by the horns.
"Marshal Du!"
"Eternal Life God, protect me!" Niulin waved his scimitar and asked the messenger to blow the horn louder and louder.
The Meng cavalry gathered together and were not in a hurry to charge immediately, but kept roaring.
The horses' hooves scratched the soil on the ground, and they kept whining.
Three thousand cavalry, some with two cavalry per person, and some with three cavalry per person, gathered together to form a square formation far larger than the Song army.
A sense of oppression and murderous intent rising into the sky
"Mengqi is coming!"
Pu Wei shouted, finally feeling the pressure of fighting the Mongolian cavalry in the field.
He heard Pu Zezhi say that ordinary soldiers standing on the battlefield and seeing the Mongolians riding on their horses and shouting would easily be overwhelmed by the momentum of the Mongolian cavalry and be defeated.
Pu Wei didn't understand it before, but now he understands why.
The horses turned out to be very scary, and the Mongolians on horseback were so condescending that they naturally brought fear to people.
The initiative was in the hands of the Mongols, and it was up to the Mongols to decide whether to attack or not. Song Bing could only stand there and think wildly. The longer the time passed, the weaker his legs became.
"Feiyu! Look behind! Behind! The Mongolian troops have gathered around the back."
But Li Xia was very calm and said: "I know."
"Why don't you change your formation soon?"
"You can't change your formation, otherwise the Mongolians will attack in another direction soon."
Li Xia spoke very quickly and strode away, no longer paying attention to the curtain.
"Drumming!"
"Stop advancing! All parties must defend their defense lines!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
“Damn, we’re almost here in Chengdu”
"Shut up!" Sha Bao yelled and shouted: "Play the drum to answer!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"The shield hand puts down the shield and rests for a quarter of an hour!" Sha Bao strode forward and shouted with all his strength: "Relax the hell! Give me some strength!"
Wang Datou turned his back to him. After hearing these orders, he quickly repeated them and yelled at his soldiers.
This was not the first time they fought against the Mongols. They all knew that the Mongols were actually very cunning and would try every means to exhaust the Song soldiers' physical strength before charging.
Sometimes after waiting nervously for a whole day, the Mongols stopped fighting again.
However, this time, Li Xia had carefully discussed the overall strategy with all the soldiers.
"The Meng people will definitely charge. They can't afford to hold them back. Their minds are already in chaos."
Wang Datou actually didn’t quite understand.
But he knew what Li Xia meant.
"Relax the hell! Relax, it's not like we haven't defeated the Tatars! We keep winning every year and make me laugh! Hahaha!"
This is the experience of these low-level generals to help the soldiers relax their tense nerves and stiff muscles.
But there were only a few awkward laughs.
Everyone breathes heavily.
Li Xia's breathing was also heavy.
This was his first large-scale field battle with the Mongolian cavalry.
He has a small chariot, which is about the height of three people. After climbing up, the view can be slightly better.
In the distance, I saw the Mongolian army's flag beginning to tilt forward.
Li Xia squinted her eyes, held her breath, and opened her mouth
"coming!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The war drums are very rhythmic, reminding the soldiers and horses on the rear wing.
"coming!"
Sha Bao shouted loudly: "Shield Hand! Raise the shield!"
"Spearman! Arm the spear!"
"Arrow on the bow!"
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"Boom, boom, boom"
The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, causing the earth to shake.
Li Xia's eyes narrowed even more, which was caused by the sun.
It was still morning.
The Song army marched towards Chengdu from the southeast. Niulin deliberately went around their rear flank and launched an offensive from the east.
Song Jun Xiangyang.
The sun's rays shone on the armor, blinding the eyes.
The Mongolian army, which came with the sun, looked even more terrifying.
"Hold the rear wing! Prepare the two flanks! Be careful that the Mongolian army changes the direction of attack at any time!"
Li Xia was giving orders, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.
He found that Niulin was charging at the front.
This marshal of the Mongolian army still retains the fine tradition of leading by example.
In this distracted moment, Niulin's flag suddenly pointed in another direction, and the Mongolian army turned around and turned to the right wing of the Song army.
"Shield Hand!" Liu Jinsuo yelled at the top of his lungs.
When he heard the drum beat, he was already on guard.
But he didn't expect that the Mongolian army really came towards him.
"Hang on! If you hold back the Mongolian army, there will be support soon."
"Bah! Bah!"
Already, horses neighed.
It was a Meng cavalry who fell into the trench in front of the Song army.
But the Meng cavalry who followed did not hesitate to jump over the ditch and ran straight into the Song army.
"Kill!"
"kill"
The decisive point of this battle is simple.
If Niulin can defeat the Song army in this square before the Song army encircles them, he will win.
If Li Xia can encircle the Mongolian army before the phalanx is defeated, he will win.
The blood has been spilled, and the victory or defeat is left to the soldiers.
North of Chengdu, Mianzhu.
A Mongolian cavalry of more than 5,000 people was galloping on horseback.
The leader of the Mongolian army was named "Liu Heima". He was still in the upper reaches of the Jialing River preparing to wipe out the remnants of the Song army. He rushed to help Niulin when he was ordered.
He is the general manager of ten thousand households in the Mongolian army. He has guarded Shaanxi and Shanxi for many years. He also went on the expedition with Meng Ge this time.
Meng Ge valued Liu's dark horse talents and had long planned to let him manage Chengdu for Nulin.
Because in Meng Ge's plan, New Lin doesn't need to return to Chengdu when he attacks Chongqing, and can then attack Lin'an. Then, Chengdu needs someone who knows how to manage it.
But none of them expected that Niulin had been defeated so miserably.
"quick!"
The transition point of War Horse Trail is Mianyuan River, heading towards Chengdu quickly
"kill!"
The scimitar in Niulin's hand was slashing like flying, and the Mongolian soldiers behind him kept attacking, killing Song soldiers until they fell to the ground.
Newlin knew that reinforcements were likely to come.
But in a day or two, the Song army will enter Chengdu.
He must at least prevent the Song army from entering the city.
This is about the honor of the entire family, why should he be afraid of going to the battlefield in person?
Liu Jinsuo roared angrily, struggling to resist the retreating shield hand in front of him, but the soles of his feet were still pushed backwards.
He didn't expect a Mongolian marshal to be so fierce in fighting.
The Song Army's momentum was suppressed from the beginning.
Liu Jinsuo wanted to raise his spear, go up and stab Nulin.
But he knew that he really couldn't do it.
They are all veterans of the war, not to mention Niulin's tall horse, not to mention Niulin's bodyguards who are like tigers and wolves, just talking about his arms, Niulin is also a lot thicker than Liu Jinsuo.
"If you charge forward and are chopped down by Niulin, and your soldiers are routed, the whole battle will be lost." Liu Jinsuo calculated very clearly.
Of course, this is not because he is afraid of Nulin.
"Resist! Wait until the Mongolian army is surrounded! I will stab him to death again!"
Finally, Yang Ben was the first to surround him.
But the Qingfu cavalry army was completely incomparable to the Mongolian cavalry.
It is not possible to call cavalry just by mounting infantry. The Qingfu cavalry army still lacked long-term training and did not dare to fight head-on with the Mongolian army. They could only block the Mongolian left wing and prevent it from turning flexibly.
"Quick!"
The shield hand in front of Liu Jinsuo has fallen.
He set up his spear and faced Meng Qi personally to kill him.
Looking up again, Niulin was already in the formation, directing the Mongolian troops in the rear row to fire arrows.
Sha Bao is running quickly.
He clearly knew that Liu Jinsuo was having a hard time holding on, and he desperately needed to attack the Mongolian army's right wing to form a pincer attack.
"quick!"
Li Xia leaned forward.
He wished he could go into battle in person and face off against Niulin.
But he didn't. He took a deep breath and reviewed it in his mind again, knowing that he would be safer and calmer than Nulin in this battle.
Wherever I look, the red torrent is trying to surround the black torrent, and the outcome is about to be decided.