Chapter 728 Different Focuses

Xiao Cheng is concerned about the entire confrontation between the two countries of Song and Liao.

Lu Wenhuan actually paid more attention to the battlefields of Jingxiang and Jianghuai, because Zhang Cheng was in charge of the northwest battlefield, the maritime offensive was basically controlled by the chief assistant himself, and the Western Army was Xiao Ding's world, so he could only show some concern at most.

Gao Yingxiang only focused on his Jianghuai theater, and now it has narrowed it down to the Xuzhou area, which is the core.

As for Zhang Ren, what he can focus on is his defense zone, which is three miles long and only a little over a mile wide.

At this moment, he was standing in a semicircular roofless stone castle, looking into the distance.

The attack finally began.

In the past few days, I felt a little uneasy sleeping, and I was really nervous deep inside, but I had to act as if nothing had happened. It would be a soldier's courage. If I let others see that I am nervous, then the soldier below,

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep night after night.

However, when the thundering drums and shouts sounded, his heart suddenly calmed down.

As he expected, Liu Yu's troops were the first to attack.

The cavalry took the lead, hundreds of horses galloped, and the smoke covered the sky and sun, and the infantry running behind was looming. Since the emergence of artillery, dense rows of formations were pressed forward in an offensive mode.

Then he changed, and if he continued to move like this, he would be taking the initiative to kill his opponent.

None of the dozens of war horses running in front escaped this disaster. They fell down and disappeared amidst continuous exclamations.

Zhang Ren took a breath. In his first field battle as a new recruit, all his comrades except himself died.

Sure enough, the next moment, there was a war horse neighing, the horse stumbled, fell down, and disappeared in the smoke.

The main purpose of the artillery in the rear was to block the Qi army, allowing their follow-up troops to keep up intermittently.

Jiang Yong didn't go. He was still lying on the ditch wall, staring at the opposite side with wide eyes.

Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows. From a certain perspective, Zhang Ren was right.

For the new recruits, the first battle is not to go out and fight the enemy, but to stay in the trench and fight a defensive battle. This is their luck.

Zhang Ren stood steadily on that high point and watched the battle breaking out on the front. More than a dozen bronze cannons on both sides of him would fire from time to time.

He took out a piece of meat from his arms, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Squat down, raise your shield, and enter the hole!" Jiang Yong yelled.

All the soldiers were familiar with these procedures. When Jiang Yong roared, everyone squatted down, held their shields above their heads, and quickly hid in the hole in the cave wall behind them.

The straw bag is really of no use.

But the corpse is really used a lot.

From that day on, he no longer had any fear of death.

Because the group of people who escaped the fastest now have no heads.

So many familiar brothers, friends, and comrades-in-arms died there.

After the crossbows, there are hand cannons.

The supervising team appeared in front of them, with sharp horizontal knives in their hands, and cut off the heads of those people without hesitation.

This time, many people were carrying straw bags on their shoulders.

Life is luck, death is fate!

Jiang Yong felt that he had earned a living by living for more than half a year.

When is the fastest time for a general to be promoted? Of course it is when fighting.

And after such a war, the new recruits slowly turned into veterans.

At such a distance and at such a speed, war horses, crossbows, and artillery may not have very good effects. It would be better to let them run for a while.

Just after taking a good look, Jiang Yong turned around again.

"On the first day, the battle was like this. It seems that Liu Yu made a big investment this time!" Wu Zheng walked up and looked at the battle on the front line.

The sound of drums became more and more intense, and more Qi troops rushed towards them.

After two rounds of shooting, the cavalry behind them had already made an arc and retreated, while the infantry behind them were approaching. As the shields suddenly dispersed, Jiang Yong saw the black muzzle of the oak cannon.

But the retreating Qi army kept running backwards. This time, the supervising team on the opposite side did not wave their swords.

On the front line, the fighting has become increasingly fierce.

The war horse is getting faster and faster, and it is getting bigger and bigger in Zhang Ren's eyes.

Amidst the buzzing, the slowing down horses and cavalry on the opposite side fell one after another. Some fell into the ditch, and some fell down on the same spot. But the quality of these cavalry was really good. They threw their saddles and dismounted, and they were already picking up

He fired the divine arm bow and reflected it back this way.

And this was summed up with blood in countless battles.

Previously, Jiang Yong had more than a hundred people under his command divided into three sections and took turns shooting. But at this time, they all fired together, and the density of crossbow arrows suddenly became much denser.

For Song Jun, because of the existence of a person like Xiao Cheng, many detours were avoided.

Three oak cannons!

He looked back behind him, and sure enough, he heard the roar of artillery and the sound of crossbows piercing the air.

The soldiers emerged from the hole again.

"Attack, move forward, those who retreat, die!" an officer shouted sternly, waving a bloody sword.

Because this will greatly enhance their survival probability.

The Qi troops rushing up sparsely were far from posing a threat to his position.

Move forward, move forward again, and cut down every enemy in front of you.

As long as you survive, you can basically rise up a level after the war. If there is someone behind you, you will rise even faster.

But there was no sound on the entire defense line. Zhang Ren, who was standing at a high place, glanced at his subordinates. It could be seen that many recruits were nervous, and some were even trembling slightly, but everyone's eyes were still dead.

Staring at the opposite side.

The Zhang Ren in front of me is the most typical example.

The moment the light above his head suddenly dimmed, Jiang Yong thrust the spear in his hand upwards, his wrist sank, and he sat down on the ground.

The arrows kept shooting buzzingly, and the color on the other side was also still there.

Jiang Yong jumped out of the trench and rushed forward with his knife in hand.

"The ninth team and the tenth team are cleaning the battlefield and rescuing the wounded! Teams one to eight, count the number of people, reorganize and prepare to fight again!"

After the Qi army retreated through the trench filled with corpses, the Song army gave up the pursuit.

Unlike the Qi army on the opposite side, which was shabby in terms of gunpowder weapons, the Song army was rich and wealthy.

There were screams in his ears. Jiang Yong turned around and saw a soldier who had not had time to hide in the hole. He had a fragment embedded in his face. At this moment, his face was covered with blood, and he fell on the ground.

He just kicked his legs and feet a few times and then stopped moving.

On that day, the water in Suishui was red.

Jiang Yong's father's name is Jiang Changyi, who is a judge in Yangzhou. Jiang Yong is Jiang Changyi's second son. Last year, he was an ordinary soldier in the Yangzhou camp.

The flying ax hit the helmet of a Song soldier. Fortunately, the back of the ax hit the target first. The soldier shook a few times and his head was buzzing, but his life was not in danger in the end.

Waves of smoke rose, fire suddenly appeared, and three oak cannons were seen, but they were no longer visible.

It's just different from their unobstructed appearance. After the Song Army fired the crossbow in their hands, they sat down on the spot, kicked their feet, twisted their waists, re-winded, and then waited for the crossbow above their heads to strike.

After shooting, they stood up again and raised the weapons in their hands again.

Jiang Yong stood up straight.

Just now, only one of his subordinates died. At this moment, he was carried to the rear, but several were injured. They were all injured by flying rocks due to bad luck, which did not affect the battle at all.

The blood spurted out with a squeaking sound. Jiang Yong rushed past the Qi army in the blood, but with a knife in both hands, he grunted, and came to chop Huashan with force. On the opposite side, a Qi army crossed the spear, and the whole

The person was forced to kneel on the ground, and then he kicked the opponent over with a flying kick, and then continued to move forward. As for the guy lying on the ground, there was no chance to get up.

No matter how good a war horse is, it cannot fly over a distance of two feet.

A war horse jumped over his head, carrying a spear on its belly. As soon as it landed, it fell to the ground. The knight on the horse jumped down. When the ax in his hand flew out, several spears were already at the same time.

inserted into his body.

Zhang Ren was very satisfied.

The Qi army finally began to retreat.

Better armor and sharper swords and guns gave the Song army stronger combat effectiveness.

The dead people were pushed down the deep trench without hesitation by the Qi army behind them and became part of the material to fill the trench.

Among the infantry, shields form some barriers, blocking what is behind. If your guess is correct, the oak cannon behind it is a crossbow, but when the current crossbow is fired, it is tied to

Powder bag.

After fighting all the way back to Suihe from Yongqiu, there were only a dozen people left in the Yangzhou camp. Jiang Yong was lucky enough to survive.

A loose offensive formation emerged at the historic moment.

More than a hundred soldiers under his command also immediately shot the crossbow arrows in their hands.

On the Song Army's position, the sound of Mingjin's horn also sounded.

But the Yangzhou camp was gone, so Jiang Yong took a bag of dried meat and occasionally chewed a piece.

The artillery on the Song Army's side would always fire once in a while, unhurriedly, but each shot would cause great damage to the opponent. At this time, the Qi Army's formation seemed a bit dense.

The cavalry came first to explore the truth.

The cavalry came charging again.

"shoot!"

That's a familiar smell.

The hand cannons were thrown out one after another. Those with stronger arms could throw them more than a hundred steps, and they could explode in front of the trench. Those with weaker arms could also throw them more than eighty steps.

On the Song army's position, crossbows and arrows were fired.

Now he has become a team leader.

The horses in front fell into the ditch, and the cavalry behind them pulled hard on the reins. Some of the horses stood up, and some turned on the spot, and their speed immediately slowed down sharply.

For him, he saw too many dead people on the Suishui River.

Jiang Yong roared loudly, and the divine arm bow in his hand crashed, and he fired the crossbow that had been strung.

It is impossible for the Qi army to have bronze cannons. Even the Liao army did not have many of these.

Within the range covered by the artillery, there was basically no one left standing. Some were rolling on the ground and crying, while others were silent. However, the Qi army outside the explosion range, after being stunned for a moment, suddenly turned around and ran back.

.

Those were military supplies sent from Yangzhou, and they were delivered to the Yangzhou camp by name.

Without the oak cannon, the only thing they could threaten the Song army was the divine arm bow, but this should not be underestimated.

He saw the fleeing Qi army suddenly stop.

Amidst the explosion, scores of cavalrymen fell down, but there were still many fish that slipped through the net and rushed towards them.

The bronze cannon and the crossbow powder pack flew over the Song army's position and landed on the opposite side of the Qi army.

"This is an opportunity for him. Others want it and don't want it!" Zhang Ren said coldly: "If he survives and is promoted, if he dies, I will take his ashes back to Yangzhou. My childhood playmate, brother

, where should I be if I’m not on the front line right now?”

This time there is no barrier.

It was made by the old cook in the family where he grew up eating.

Jiang Yong squatted down and picked up a spear from the ground, and several soldiers around him imitated his example.

"Follow me!"

Where the horse fell, a trench about two feet wide appeared, and this trench was only a hundred steps away from his current position at most.

Almost when Jiang Yong launched his countercharge, almost all the front-line officers of the Song Army issued the same order during the long battle.

Jiang Yong watched helplessly as the trench was filled in by the Qi army.

The explosion kicked up a lot of dirt and fell on him.

"That kid Jiang Yong is really well-organized. Among the more than ten centurions on the front line, he is the most skillful and a talent that can be made!" Wu Zheng looked at the front line and said. "I really didn't expect that.

You will put him on the front line. This is one of the few people left in the Yangzhou camp."

That's the soil used to fill the hole.

On their three-mile-long front, fighting was going on everywhere.

"As a bitch, you have to have the self-consciousness of a bitch. The master has risked everything, but the bitch can still hide it!" Zhang Ren said with a sneer.

The spear was thrust forward. Jiang Yong turned slightly sideways, and the spear pierced under his ribs with a whoosh. Before the spear could be retracted, he had already stretched out his arm to clamp the spear shaft, but he continued to move forward without any pause.

The horizontal knife in his hand was raised, and with a slight wave, it sliced ​​through the throat of Qi Jun who was holding a spear.

From Zhang Ren's perspective, he could only see the disappearance of the war horse, because he was still quite far away from the front line!

But for Jiang Yong, he saw the entire process clearly.

If the enemy wants to come over next, they have to fill up the trench, and this is a good opportunity for them to kill a lot of people.

I heard they made a lot of iron cannons that were easy to explode.

This is a case of urgent medical treatment.

The ground looked flat and had nothing unusual about it, but there was something mysterious about it.

"Get ready for battle, crossbows!" Jiang Yong roared.

Jiang Yong shouted loudly as he walked back, and stabbed Qi Jun, who was lying on the ground and wailing with his intestines flowing all over the ground.

This guy can't be saved, so it's better to give him a happy life. For him, it is a kind of relief.

Before the war started, the commander made it very clear that Qi soldiers were not allowed to kill prisoners, but there were no restrictions on the Liao people.

Of course, if he encountered a Liao man who was still alive with his intestines flowing all over the floor, Jiang Yong would never kill him. Letting him die in pain would make him even more happy.
Chapter completed!