Chapter four hundred and eighty-seventh the killing god who rules the Song army
No one can predict what happens on the battlefield, and the situation may change in an instant.
The Xiqiang people never dreamed that enemy troops would appear behind them, especially when Pingyuan Village was already occupied by their own people. Why would there be troops from the south coming to aid Mubo Town?
The Xiqiang people are not fools. The reason why they dare to attack Mubo Town so arrogantly is because of their self-confidence. They believe that there was no Song army to come to rescue Pingyuan Village when they were captured. The capture of Mubo Town this time is like searching for something.
So what if you pay a price?
The Anhua Army's military formation marched forward in an orderly manner, with such momentum that it was like a mountain rushing into a wall!
Before engaging the enemy, the strong bows and crossbows released arrows under the unified command. Suddenly the arrows flew out with a heart-wrenching buzzing sound, like a dark cloud rising from the Song army's formation.
With three breaths, he hit the Xiqiang people head and face.
Covered by such a wide range of shots, even with shields and armor, it was useless. Under the action of inertia, the flying arrows slid through the air in a perfect arc and hit the Xiqiang people's heads, causing screams.
, standing on the city wall of Mubo Town, it looks like a sickle quickly harvesting the wheat in the wheat field.
Pieces of Xiqiang people fell down. Falling down meant death. More arrows came, forcing them to hide and struggle under their shields. Unfortunately, the arrows never stopped, and the shields were not perfect.
The hundreds of rebel soldiers from Xiqiang were put away by the Anhua army without any decent attack. The logistics officer in the army hardly dared to look at the battlefield. In his opinion, so many arrows were shot out as if they were free of charge.
, it was too wasteful, and the accuracy of the projectile was too poor. If it were not for the dense rain of arrows and the small number of Xiqiang people, there would be no such results.
But Ye An had different considerations than him. To eliminate the invading enemies at the minimum cost and in the shortest time would be a shock to the Xiqiang rebels and a disintegration of the enemy's fighting spirit.
Amidst the rumbling war drums, the soldiers of the Anhua Army finally began to strangle the Xiqiang people. The most direct target was the central army of the Xiqiang rebels. "Shoot the men first, shoot the horses, and capture the thieves first, capture the king"!
The army advanced very quickly. The Xiqiang people panicked when they discovered that their rear army was defeated by the Song army in just one meal.
The leader of the Chinese army no longer cared about commanding the army to attack the city wall of Mubo Town, but began to summon the army to turn back and annihilate the Anhua army that suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
The orders on the battlefield fell into chaos for a while. The Xiqiang people were still desperately attacking Mubo Town, but behind them were the whimpering horn sounds that only occur when the troops are withdrawing. Seeing that they were about to climb the city wall, the prosperity of Mubo Town
It's so easy to get, but the Xiqiang rebels are unwilling to do so.
At this time, the soldiers of the Security Army who had discovered that the Anhua Army was coming for reinforcements suddenly became more energetic and fought bravely! They had already seen hope. As long as they could hold Mubo, they could win this battle!
The pressure on the Xiqiang people under the city suddenly doubled. They were hesitant at first and found that the Mubo garrison was working even harder on defense. It was impossible to capture the city within a short period of time. The only way was to return to support the Chinese army to slow down the attack.
Cong Zhengyuan, the commander of the security army, stood on the city wall of Mubo Town and shouted: "Master Wang is here, the Xiqiang thieves are over! Why don't they just be captured?!"
The soldiers of the security army followed up by shouting, and the whole town of Mubo resounded with the cry of "Be at ease!" which continued to impact the hearts of the Xiqiang people and gradually undermined their fighting spirit.
The Xiqiang people returned to support the Chinese army in panic, but they faced the more tenacious and elite Anhua army. The two armies were not at the same level in terms of combat strength.
The Xiqiang people had been besieging Mubo Town for several days, and they were exhausted. If the prosperity in Mubo Town had not tempted them and forced them to attack the city, they would have withdrawn long ago.
The Anhua Army was the victorious division. They recaptured Pingyuan Village, received rewards, and had a short rest and adjustment in Fangqu Village. At this time, they were full of energy and high in fighting spirit.
The armor is fully prepared and the formation is intact. From a distance, it looks like a mountain entering a wall. This momentum alone makes the Xiqiang people tremble. Amid the tremors of the earth, the Anhua army advances in an orderly manner. The rumbles are no longer war drums, but soldiers.
The steps of your feet.
Every blow was so firm and powerful, and the "drumbeats" formed on the ground also struck the hearts of the Xiqiang people, making it difficult for them to muster the courage to fight against the Song army.
In the end, the two sides encountered each other. The only way for the Xiqiang people to break out of Ye An's well-organized siege was to fight to the death. It was impossible to break out from both sides. The cavalry on both sides of the Anhua Army were already wandering on the flanks, and the Xiqiang people's infantry were on the way.
In front of them, it was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables. As for the cavalry, the Anhua Army was not afraid. As early as when the cavalry was outflanking, several captains of gunmen began to move to the flanks. As long as they could delay the Xiqiang cavalry, Anhua
The army's iron cavalry can rush towards them, and with their cooperation, the Xiqiang cavalry cannot pose an effective threat at all.
All of this was decided by Ye An before. The situation on the battlefield was just as he expected. The Xiqiang cavalry began to think of ways to open the gap from the flanks, but unfortunately they ran into the Song army's gun forest.
The spearmen of the Anhua Army thrust their spears diagonally on the ground, squatted down quickly, and used all their strength to resist the charge of the horses. The spearmen in the first few rows were thrown out by the huge inertia of the horses, and the horses were also stabbed.
It pierced the neck, and the sharp spear even pierced the knight on horseback.
The Xiqiang cavalry hanging on the spear forest was like a rag doll. It swayed for a few times before sliding down the gun shaft, leaving behind greasy blood that infected the hemp rope wrapped around the spear...
The infantry of both sides had collided with each other. The Xiqiang people's swords, axes, flails, and sledgehammers hit the Anhua Army's shield, causing the shield hand to vomit blood, but he still held the shield tightly and swung the sword at the same time.
As they slashed, the people behind them stabbed out sharp spears, and some wielded hook spears like iron swords, slashing downwards like sickles, constantly harvesting the lives of the Xiqiang people.
The long weapons of the Song army came in many varieties, and their functions were all different. Ye An marveled at the creativity of the Song people more than once, and the arrangement and combination of them more than once.
The current military formation is the most suitable for the Anhua Army to fight against infantry. The infantry among the Xiqiang rebels are almost like lambs to be slaughtered in front of the Anhua Army's military formation.
Once the killing machine is started, the battlefield will be like a huge millstone of flesh and blood, constantly crushing and squeezing out every living thing that appears here.
The Xiqiang people collapsed. Facing such a solid military formation, their attack was simply a death blow. The tired Song army could even switch front and back and fight alternately!
These all rely on the command of the Chinese army and the transmission of military orders.
Zihe Mingling looked through the railings of the prison car at the demon-like young man sitting on the roof of the highest car in the Chinese army, constantly giving orders to the messengers below, and his heart suddenly tightened with fear.
"The enemy cavalry has fallen into the trap. The cavalry is ordered to participate in the encirclement and suppression. They will attack the Xiqiang infantry with the force of a crescent moon. Remember this, specifically kill the infantry on the outside and let them continuously disperse their strength to fill the flanks!"
"Here!"
"The Chinese army is advancing too fast. Send an order to slow down the drum beat and slow down the army! The priority is to ensure a steady strangulation. Although the Xiqiang people are defeated, they still have fighting spirit and have not collapsed across the board. What I want is theirs.
The fighting spirit is slowly disappearing!”
"Here!"
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Zihe Ling closed his eyes in despair. This god of death came out of nowhere. Why had he never heard of such a powerful young general in the Song Dynasty before?!