With banners fluttering and war horses galloping, Guo Tai's 50,000-strong army backed up Su River, faced south, and began to deploy their formation.
He set up a crane wing formation with two wings flying together, with infantry in the middle and cavalry on both wings. The Huns' five thousand reinforcements were on the right wing, and Guo Taijun's own cavalry was on the left wing. Although the equipment was a bit crude, the formation was still very powerful.
It's spectacular, and the soldiers are also full of momentum.
In the center of the Chinese army array, dozens of carriages were put together and covered with thick wooden boards to form the Chinese army command platform. Under the protection of her personal guards, Mrs. Guo stood on the high platform.
The weather is good today, the wind is sunny, the sky is clear, and the blue sky is like a huge sapphire. There was a spring rain just a few days ago. The air after the rain is particularly fresh, and the river breeze blows gently.
It brings a warm and fuzzy feeling to everyone.
The large banners were flying in the air, making a hunting sound, and were magnificent.
Mrs. Guo looked around and saw that the troops were neatly organized, the formations were tight, and the morale of the soldiers was high. Without mobilization, he could feel the murderous aura. He nodded slightly, and his frown gradually relaxed, and a stern expression slowly appeared on his face.
A hint of proud smile came.
"It's a good weather for fighting!" he whispered to himself.
The situation is very strange, but fighting this kind of thing still depends on strength after all. This is a plain by the river, not a continuous mountain of dense forests. Even if Xu Shu really has an extraordinary leader, he can't do many tricks.
He has an army of 50,000, how can he dig a hole and bury it? If he can't do it, why should he win against him? The equipment of the 40,000 Baibo opposite is no better than that of his own soldiers, and their combat experience is no better than his own.
Many, but repeated fierce battles have a great impact on physical strength and morale. As long as you fight hard and ignore the losses, victory will eventually belong to you.
As for why Li Jue came, you don't need to worry about him. Anyway, the scouts reported that there must be no other troops of the Xiliang Army within fifty miles of the battlefield. There is no need to worry about being cut off by the enemy in the middle of the battle.
In this way, the problem becomes simple. It is just a matter of allocating some energy to deal with Li Jue.
The generals under his command gathered over one after another.
If there was no unexpected factor like Li Jue, the arrangement before the war should have been enough. Now that Li Jue is added, it would not be a big deal.
"Everyone has seen it, right? It's not that I'm unkind, but that the people in Anyi are not honest in what they do! When we first moved to Yuncheng, we also sent troops south. But what did they do to us? They shut us out! Close the door yourself.
, I have this fertile land all to myself, and only occasionally send me some corn that’s not enough to fill my teeth!”
Mrs. Guo's pre-war declaration was full of deep resentment, which seemed to reflect the bitterness and sweetness.
"Later, they started fighting with the Xiliang people. I thought about the Baibo lineage and offered to help. As a result, my good intentions were regarded as donkey liver and lungs. Those guys actually regarded us as the autumn wind! Just send us away with some corn? It's a shame for Han.
Siam and Yang Feng, those two self-proclaimed smart guys, can do it!"
He raised his hand and pointed at Anyi City, whose outline could be vaguely seen in the distance. His voice was full of resentment: "They said I colluded with the Huns. Then they hung Qing'er on the top of the city and said they would take my head."
Go to Gaijing to watch, but you are colluding with Dong Zhuo, a national thief! This is their disloyalty and unrighteousness. Today, we are the ones who obey the destiny, and we are the ones who punish the people!"
"beat!"
"Hit me hard!"
"Fuck his mother!"
Bai Bo split up the family. Most of those who followed Mrs. Guo were long-time bandits; those who followed Han Xian were more willing to live a peaceful life and were more enthusiastic about farming. The former was warlike and impulsive, and was used to just
Thinking about the problem from his own perspective, he is narrow-minded and extreme. He was immediately stimulated by Mrs. Guo's words, and they all screamed and screamed, full of murderous intent.
"There is only one problem now, how to fight!" Mrs. Guo was very satisfied with the current situation. He waved his hand energetically and said loudly: "The two enemy armies on the opposite side are both enemies and want to defeat us, but we can't fight on both sides.
Let’s start together, drag one down and hit the other! Who do you think we’re dragging and hitting?”
Without waiting for anyone to reply, he waved his hand: "Remember, our target is the Anyi rebels! As long as the rebels are defeated, the Xiliang people will be isolated and helpless, and they can only retreat in a hurry, turning from tigers into wild dogs.
Grab food from other places. Once we gather the defeated army, it will not be too late to deal with them!"
The generals bowed to the orders and were sincerely convinced.
"Send the order, let the Hun cavalry on the left wing concentrate on dealing with the Xiliang people, ignore the main battlefield, and let the others launch an all-out attack!"
"oh!"
The flag was waved and the army slowly moved forward.
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"General Yuan Zhi, Boss Guo seems to be unaffected. He still has to fight with all his strength." Seeing the movement of the enemy formation from a distance, Han Xian frowned and felt worried in his heart.
Xu Shu's eloquence is good and his appeal is strong, but Han Xian is a naturally pessimistic person who likes to think from the worst side of everything. If you don't want to be a leader, this kind of personality is not necessarily a bad thing. A very considerate staff member,
Even if you are not good at making suggestions, you can still fill in the gaps. But if you are a leader, it will be a disaster.
Han Xian's decisions were always conservative. Xu Shu's manipulation of the situation in Hedong was beyond his understanding. Seeing that Xu Shu had been using tactics and had not taken any measures to deal with the frontal battle situation, Han Xian
Siam is very suspicious, is this boy not good at this at all?
Xu Shu smiled and replied: "I just want him to fight with all his strength and procrastinate. Aren't you afraid of long nights and many dreams?"
"But..." Of course Xu Shu didn't have any arrangements, but... Han Xian subconsciously looked at Anyi City behind him. Will this arrangement really work? He was really unsure, even if Xu Shu put Dongshan
It would be more reliable to pull over a hundred people in an ambush battle than it is now.
"Okay, don't say any more. Generals, please return to your positions and fight." Xu Shu didn't want to waste any more words with him. Anyway, no matter how much he said, it was in vain. Why bother?
As for his real plan, it must not be said in advance. The upper levels of the two Baibo teams are like a sieve. They are all related to each other and are disconnected from each other. There is no way to block the intelligence. Even if he told Han Siam now, it would not be possible.
I'm not sure whether Mrs. Guo will receive the news later.
If he hadn't been fully confident, how could he have started this war?
"General Han, everyone, remember, after the war, you must act in full accordance with the general's orders and put the overall situation first! Remember, remember!" Thinking about it, he solemnly told General Bai Bo, this
Then he sent everyone away.
After dismissing the generals, he straightened up on his horse and squinted his eyes to look at the enemy formation. This was the second time he had commanded a large-scale battle. Leaving aside the victory or defeat, the atmosphere of the battlefield must be experienced.
Even in troubled times, how many times can we have the opportunity to truly strategize in a war of this scale in a lifetime?
He took a long breath, then spit it out suddenly, turning it into extremely violent notes: "Bang the drum! Fight!"
"Dong! Dong!" The well-trained drummer beat out a steady syllable, which stabilized the morale of the soldiers who had been shaken by seeing the overwhelming momentum of the enemy's attack. Under the command of the officers, An
Yibaibo's huge phalanx composed of 40,000 soldiers also began to move.
Immediately, the Huns and Li Jue all started to act in unison, raising their swords to face the unfamiliar opponent. This is war. Once involved, no one can escape alone.
The drums and trumpets of both armies were sounding, but the rhythms were completely different. The direct result was that Guo Taijun's momentum was stronger, and the flags were dancing violently, with fierce momentum, like a group of wolves with teeth and claws!
On the other hand, the Anyi army seemed a little tame. The drummers beat the war drums leisurely, and the soldiers stepped on the drums, advancing at a speed that was more than twice as slow as Guo Taijun. No matter how you look at this rhythm, it seems a bit timid.
The meaning of war.
"Hahahaha, you still feel guilty after all, right? I have many soldiers and 7,000 cavalry. How can I stop the defeated general with less than 40,000 remaining soldiers? Xu Shu of Qingzhou is just like this. He thinks he is Tian Dan Leyi, but in fact
It’s just Zhao Kuo who talks on paper! Haha!”
Guo was so happy.
Although he shouted loud slogans before, in fact, he was still very afraid of his opponent Xu Shu. Especially after the Battle of Dongshan, he specially found someone to go to Hongnong and Chang'an to inquire about his opponent.
I was immediately shocked: This young man is simply the second best in Wang Pengju!
Facing such an opponent, it is impossible not to be nervous. Mrs. Guo is very worried that she will not be able to cope with what kind of strange moves the opponent will use on the battlefield. But looking at it now, the opponent is obviously used to Qingzhou's powerful soldiers, commanding
The mob that came out of Baibo didn't take advantage of me at all.
Most of the Yellow Turbans were poor and could not afford to wear iron armor or buy bows and arrows. They relied on their momentum to fight. With a burst of momentum, they would hit the enemy's array like a huge wave. If they broke the enemy's array, they would win. If they couldn't hit it, they would win.
Just lose, no matter who takes command.
And with momentum, doesn't the impact depend on the speed of the charge? You can't even increase the speed, and you still expect to win the battle? Isn't this a joke?
"Charge! Charge! Crush them all in one breath!" Guo Tai roared wildly, snatched the banner from the flag bearer's hand, and waved the flag into an indistinguishable shadow.
"Kill!" The vanguard was Peng Yu, who wanted to make atonement for his crime. Seeing that he had already entered the fifty-step fighting distance, he knew that this was the moment to decide the outcome without looking at the flag. He waved his sword, and his figure
Rushing forward, brandishing his sword and shouting wildly, he led the three thousand sharp soldiers in the vanguard, pushing his sprinting speed to the limit.
The sound of the drums was like thunder, the horns were like lightning, and the sound of more than 100,000 people running at the same time was even more earth-shattering! Even the thunderous spring rain a few days ago could not compare with the momentum at this moment.
The two armies were like rolling torrents, slowly moving towards each other. Finally, they collided hard, covering the sky with smoke and dust, and countless lives were withering!