Although this army only has 200 people, it is extremely well-equipped, with everything from heavy armored soldiers to infantry archers, to firearms soldiers and servants specialized in holding large shields.
The person leading the army was a "Mou Ke", also commonly known as a centurion.
He is a thirty-year-old man named "Shu Huhu Lu".
Shuhu is the surname, while Hulu means mighty. If translated into a Chinese name, it would be "Dong Wu".
Shu Huhu Lu stood in the mountains, looking at King Ding's tent where a campfire had been set up in the distance, his eyes could not help but flash with a cold gaze like a wild wolf.
The deputy general standing next to him also had a cold expression and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
At this time, the two were communicating in Jurchen language.
The deputy general said in a deep voice: "Lord Mou Ke, Zhao Huan must have discovered us. There is no point in continuing to ambush. It is better to go out now and eliminate the great Khan's henchmen!"
Shu Huhu Lu folded his hands on his chest and stared at King Ding's tent with his eyes.
"There were thousands of Han bandits before, but they couldn't kill even one of King Ding's guards."
"The traitors of the Song State mentioned in their letters that there are thirty brave warriors in the escort. These people are the most powerful warriors of the Song State. Underestimating the enemy will only cause us to suffer huge losses."
"As a Khitan, you should have heard of Dare Warriors."
The deputy general nodded, his eyes showing excitement, as if he was eager to try.
"They are indeed powerful warriors, but they are alone and will never be able to stop our attack."
"Lord Mou Ke, this is Song Dynasty. Wang Zhen will send people to support Zhao Huan at any time. We can't wait any longer."
Shu Huhu Lu also understood that the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for them.
As the special soldiers sent by Wanyan Zonghan, they shouldered the arduous task of wiping out the Song Guoying Party for Dajin.
As long as Zhao Huan is killed, Da Jin can reduce the losses on the battlefield.
The soft-headed emperor of the Song Dynasty did not dare to fight against the Jin Dynasty.
"Although we will suffer huge losses in the plains field battle, Zhao Huan's head is worth the risk."
"Pack up the weapons and equipment, and destroy Zhao Huan in an hour!"
Zhao Huan, who was sitting in the carriage, was not tired of Xiao Yan'er. He leaned against the window and listened quietly to what was going on outside.
The crisp sounds of brave warriors and guards adjusting their weapons reached Zhao Huan's ears from time to time.
Xiao Yaner was very sensible and did not disturb Zhao Huan at this time.
Li Shishi closed her eyes and rested her mind. She didn't know whether she could successfully reach Taiyuan Mansion, but now that she was out, she could only place her life on Zhao Huan.
Night, Haishi.
The Tabai soldier, who was five hundred steps away from the tent, heard the footsteps coming from the mountain and immediately turned around and ran back to the tent.
"As the prince expected, there are indeed bandits in the mountain, and they have come down from the mountain to attack!"
Zhao Huan immediately stepped out of the curtain, his eyes firm, and immediately ordered: "Get ready to defend against the enemy!"
The soldiers, who had already been preparing for the attack, began to put on their armor.
Wang Ben and the brave warriors were all heavily armored, armed to the teeth, and armed with long and heavy weapons.
However, the royal soldiers headed by Sun He did not choose to serve as soldiers, but instead became auxiliary troops.
Except for the twenty men holding large shields and wearing heavy armor, the remaining eighty soldiers retreated directly.
At the same time, Li Shishi, Wang Daquan and others also followed the carriage and retreated.
With the help of brave warriors, Zhao Huan also went into battle, wearing the armor of a Weijun general at the bottom of the box, with a tiger body covering it.
Except for the eyes, no part is exposed.
He dismantled the horses, fixed the carriage in place, and stood on the carriage with a step stick stuck beside him and a small pumpkin across his waist.
He was protected by two soldiers holding large shields.
Shu Huhu Lu led the mixed troops under his command and advanced to a distance of less than fifty steps from Zhao Huan, and finally stopped.
Seeing that the brave warriors had formed a formation and were protected by large shield soldiers, Shuhu Hulu couldn't help but let out a low drink.
"It is indeed a tough battle. Are everyone ready to sacrifice for the Great Khan?"
Two hundred Jin warriors roared like a pack of wolves.
"Cut off Zhao Huan's head and offer it to the Great Khan!"
Since they all spoke Jurchen, Zhao Huan couldn't understand them at all, but he could guess that they must be mobilizing before the war or something.
At this moment, a burst of Chinese language suddenly came from the Jin army, and the person speaking was none other than Shu Huhu Lu.
His proficiency in Chinese alone shows that he is also an "elite talent" in the Jin Kingdom.
"Prince Ding, you have repeatedly destroyed the friendship between the Jin and Song Dynasties, and you have to put the Song Dynasty into the flames of war before you stop?"
"It is better to be loyal to the Great Khan, capture cities and territories for the Great Khan, expand the territory, and leave a name in history."
"Don't you Han people like most to leave your name in history?"
Faced with Shu Hu's provocation, Zhao Huan remained silent. After all, it was all in the dark. He stood behind a large shield, hiding his figure. In addition, he was fifty steps away, so it would not be easy for the other party to discover him.
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Replying at this time is equivalent to giving the other party a "beheading" target.
Zhao Huan is not stupid, how can he use his words on the battlefield?
Seeing the silence on the other side, Shu Hu's eyes showed a hint of admiration. It seemed that the most violent prince in the Song Dynasty lived up to his reputation.
Silence means fighting to the death.
Shuhu Hulu didn't waste any more time. Following an order, twenty firearms soldiers rushed to the front of the formation and directly attacked the daredevils who had already formed a formation.
One by one, thunderbolt fireballs drew arcs in the air and landed in front of the brave warriors.
Boom!
In an instant, a deafening explosion broke the quiet night of Shahe County.
The flames continued to explode, illuminating the dark battlefield.
The broken pieces of porcelain that were ejected when the thunderbolt fireball exploded hit the big shield with crackling sounds. It seemed full of momentum, but in fact it was of no use.
You know, even in the musket era of later generations, heavy armored units are still the mainstay on the battlefield.
These broken pieces of porcelain hit the shields and heavy armor and instantly turned into powder, unable to cause any substantial damage at all.
Zhao Huan, who was hiding behind the shield, couldn't help but feel funny.
"It seems that the firearms of the Song Dynasty greatly shocked the Jin people. In order to master firearms proficiently, even such small-scale battles had firearms soldiers."
"Playing with firearms in front of me? It's just a trick!"
Despite the indiscriminate bombardment, the warriors didn't even move their feet.
The next moment, the firearms soldiers took out many "fire rifles" and shot at the brave warriors indiscriminately.
Although the so-called burst guns are similar to muskets in principle and rely on the explosion of gunpowder to propel projectiles, they are limited by technology and understanding of firearms.
The musket cannot be called a gun at all.
As Zhao Huan expected, after one round of shooting, he still couldn't shake the brave warrior at all. It was worse than scratching an itch.