Chapter 136: The Great Defeat Guo Kan (Part 2)

The scene Shi Tianze saw was nothing but gray, and endless smoke and dust suddenly appeared and rolled away towards the Mongolian military formation. The smoke and dust appeared too suddenly. Although the warm winter sun was not clear, there was no dust at all, not to mention that there was such a large smoke and dust. It would be impossible to be surprised if Shi Tianze was not surprised. This surprise, the word "show" would naturally not be called.

This endless smoke and dust is Li Jun's magic weapon against Shi Tianze's army. Li Jun is not a god, but a real person. He has no ability to call the wind and rain, but he is resourceful and inspired by Liu Hezi's words of scolding the demon wind. The northwest wind can be used well, so that the entire army can collect ashes and send Jiao Yu to burn ashes.

Li Jun's formation was very particular. He was lined up against the wind. When the wind blew, he ordered the ashes to be sprinkled into the air. The ashes burned by a thousand Song troops all day long were more than 10,000 and 20,000 kilograms. In addition, the ashes burned by the Song army cooking and the ashes collected from the homes of ordinary people, were no less than 20,000 kilograms, which was enough to deal with the Mongolian army.

Although the Song army did not understand Li Jun's intention, they had never doubted Li Jun's words. Following the correct answer, thousands of people stood in the front row and sprinkled the ashes into the air. The northwest wind in winter was strong and powerful, and this sprinkling was quite great. In just a blink of an eye, the air that had originally had nothing suddenly turned gray and could not see anything.

This situation happened so suddenly. Not only Shi Tianze was stunned, but even the resourceful Liu Hezi was also stupid. He looked at the endless smoke and dust that swallowed the Mongolian army without any response.

Li Jun said that he was smart or not, and he was stupid or not. You said he was smart. Who wouldn't know that scattering ashes in the air and blowing them into the wind will form smoke? If you can't think of it, it's just a nerve problem. You can't say that he actually used it on the battlefield. No one would have thought that he was so rude that he could deal with Shi Tianze's 100,000 troops.

Han Xin formed a formation against the water and defeated the Zhao army, which became a classic example in human history. Similarly, there were many examples of leeward formations in history. The first battle for the famous Carthage general Hannibal to enter Rome was the first battle of leeward formations, defeating the 50,000 elite troops of the Roman Empire, laying the foundation for him to stay in Rome for sixteen years.

In the war against the Huns led by Emperor Wu of Han, Wei Qing defeated the Huns and Shanyu in the decisive battle in Mobei. The two armies fought against each other until dark, with strong winds blowing, and sand and gravel hitting the surface. "The two armies do not meet each other", and the Huns' army was still very strong. Wei Qing seized the opportunity and sent two cavalry to encircle the Huns' army from both sides, which staged the scene of "Shanyu escapes at night".

These leeward arrays all use wind power, and use the natural environment, and no favorable conditions are artificially created. Although Li Jun arranged the leeward arrays, they used wind power and artificially created favorable conditions. It was very unexpected that the Mongolian army would not suffer any losses. (Note: There was a general in the Eastern Han Dynasty who used this method to win a battle, but unfortunately his merits were falsely taken and put into prison. If the emperor had not been wise, they would have been killed. What's even more regrettable is that I forgot the general's name and said sorry to my friends.)

Shi Tianze was extremely shocked and suspicious. He watched the endless smoke sting the formation. His eyes stinged, and then he woke up and shouted: "No." He opened his mouth and sucked in a lot of ashes. He couldn't stand it. He coughed constantly. The more he coughed, the more he inhaled, the more he felt, and he tried his best to hold it.

Even if he didn't say that the Mongolian soldiers knew that something was wrong, at least the pain in their eyes told him that they would be in trouble. The Mongolian army has been famous for hundreds of years and is considered to be one of the most terrifying troops in human history. No matter how bloody the war scenes are, they have never seen such a gray war scene. When their eyes hurt, they feel panicked.

We can't blame the Mongolian army for being careless. This situation is really terrible. The murderous Song army is right in front of us, but my eyes suddenly can't see. If anyone else would panic, because you can't see, you can't do anything.

The slow reaction was that he opened his mouth and screamed. The more he screamed, the more he sucked, the more he was, the more he suffered, and the more he was choking and coughing. The quick reaction turned around and ran away. They heard the endless shouts of killing, "Kill! Kill all the Tartars!" It was no need to think about it. This was the shout of killing from the Song army. If he didn't leave, would he stand here and wait to die?

The Song army originally threw ashes according to Li Jun's order, a very mechanical action without enthusiasm. However, they soon injected their enthusiasm. Because the effect of the ashes was immediately effective, smoke and dust covered the Mongolian army, and the Mongolian army became panicked. The formation that was originally like an iron barrel suddenly became riots due to panic.

In this case, even fools know what this means. These Song troops have experienced a long battle formation, so don’t mention how happy they are. They don’t know who was the first to shout: “Hurry, hurry, sprinkle, sprinkle more, sprinkle more, make the Tartars feel better.” At this time, even if no one shouted Song troops, sprinkle them hard. If someone reminded them, don’t be too excited. A long time later, Li Jun recalled, “Their hands were faster than chicken claws, sprinkle them one by one. Later, a few of them carried the pot and tried hard to overturn the ashes, shouting excitedly. Excitement can really contagious people.”

Liu Hezi woke up from his surprise. The always calm strategist was no longer calm. He was very excited and knelt in front of Li Jun and said in a trembling voice: "Master, you are so wise! I admire you!" He kissed Li Jun's gray smelly feet, jumped up again, raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, rush for me! Kill all the Tartars!" He took a big step, and jumped out like a hungry dog ​​meeting a meat bun, jumping away, jumping farther, even higher than having a spring.

The Song army was very excited now, as if the magma was surging, just waiting for the eruption. Liu Hezi's shouting was like making a hole in the surging magma. The Song army suddenly burst out in full swing, shouting in unison: "Kill all the Tartars!" Waving the sword, shouting, and following Liu Hezi.

In Li Jun's eyes, the Song army was not like a sea of ​​tides, but as hot as boiling water, with endless power and full of strength. Even the sound of their breathing was much louder, which was really exciting. When this feeling was, everyone would be excited. Not to mention anything else, the Mongolian army could not see it, but it was slaughtered by others. The Song army, who had been through the battle formation for a long time, understood very well that killing Mongolians at this time cannot be said to be killing people, which is similar to corpse abuse. They have no ability to resist this kind of cheapness. When will they not pick up this kind of cheapness? As long as they are not cold-blooded animals, they will be excited.

"Haha, the best reward for logging!" Jiao Yu screamed, grabbed a handful of ashes with his right hand, and without caring about it, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it up, and praised, "It's so delicious, delicious." He jumped two feet away and shouted, "Brothers, rush for me. My family lives on the loess high slope, and the strong wind blows over the slope. Kill!" He rushed up.

The ashes burned from hard work in one day actually have such a wonderful use. It would be wrong if Jiao Yu was not excited.

Duan Ganmu pulled out the sword, held it high above his head, and shouted at the guards: "Brothers, rush for me! What are you waiting for?" He rushed out first. A group of excited guards rushed out with him, each running faster than a rabbit.

Without taking a few steps, Duan Ganmu stopped and shouted, "Stop. Stop. Stop." Several guards had already rushed to the front. After hearing his words, they stopped and looked at him curiously.

"Boss, why did you stop?" a guard asked in confusion.

Duan Ganmu kicked him in the butt and said, "Go back and protect the emperor." It turned out that he was too excited and wanted to kill the Mongolian soldiers, but he forgot about Li Jun's safety and ran far away to remember.

Killing Mongolian soldiers certainly makes people relieve their hatred, but Li Jun's safety is more important. The guards are not willing to say anything about it. They looked at the hot battlefield unwillingly, and their eyes were red with envy, as if they were rabbit eyes, and they retreated with Duan Ganmu.

Li Jun rubbed his hands and asked Duan Ganmu with a smile, saying, "Why don't you go and kill me?"

Duan Ganmu is also an interesting person. Without asking questions, he asked Li Jun: "Your Majesty, what are you doing when you rub your hands? Do you want to kill the Tartars?"

"Nonsense." Li Jun smiled and said, "In this case, who doesn't want to kill a few? Don't you?"

Duan Ganmu nodded and said, "I think I am too worried. However, the safety of the emperor is important, so I have to stop killing him." Yanlai was very regretful. Duan Ganmu cannot be blamed. In this situation, who doesn't want to cut off a few?

Li Jun said helplessly: "I really want to kill, but I can't kill you. I'm sorry." Li Jun is the truth. As the emperor, as the supreme military commander, he cannot show off his courage to charge forward, but instead he must be in the middle to coordinate the Song army's actions. Good things are right in front of him, and Li Jun has to give up.

A big guard came over, touched Duan Ganmu with his right elbow, rubbed his middle fingers with his thumb, and looked at Duan Ganmu without blinking. Duan Ganmu couldn't understand what he meant, and said in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Li Jun woke up with a smile and said, "He wants you to treat him and compensate them for the losses they cannot kill the enemy."

This guard is really good at robbing, and he actually used this reason to ask Duan Ganmu to treat him at this time. Duan Ganmu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He lifted his right foot and kicked the guard. Li Jun smiled and stopped him, saying, "He is right, it's time to treat him. Let's do this. When I arrive in Chang'an, I will treat you to mutton soup buns."

The mutton soup buns in Xi'an are famous all over the world. They were called mutton soup in the Song Dynasty. Su Shi wrote a poem about "There are Xiong La in Long Cuisine, and only mutton soup in Qin". The guards didn't read much, and they had some days in Guanzhong. They still had some understanding of the customs and peoples of Guanzhong. They knew that mutton soup buns were famous for their food. They were all very happy and said, "Thank you, the emperor."

Li Jun shook his hand to stop them from saluting and said, "It's very hard for you to protect me. I can't express my gratitude to you even if I invite you to have a mutton steamed bun."

"The emperor's words are so heavy." Duan Ganmu said on behalf of the guard: "I am grateful to the emperor for his kindness." Li Jun and his friends discussed food on the battlefield, and the wind was quiet, as if this was not a battlefield, but a food restaurant.

Just as Li Jun and the others were talking, the situation on the battlefield had changed drastically. Countless Mongolian soldiers fell into pools of blood. The battlefield was full of corpses, blood flowed out of the wounds, and the land in winter was frozen. The ice had not melted yet, and the blood could not soak in the soil, forming streams, and the heat was rising on the blood stream and was scattered in smoke. Countless blood streams appeared on the battlefield, and they were still steaming, painting a special picture, Wei was a wonder.

This is a battle without suspense. Before the two armies fight, the victory or defeat has been determined. That is, the Song army will win and the Mongolian army will lose. The result of the battle is the same, without any accidents.

Many years later, Liu Hezi recalled that he had fought all his life and said, "If you want to ask me which battle I had fought for a lifetime, which battle was the simplest, without any difficulty, it must be the smoke battle. The Mongolian soldiers were panicked and completely lost their former prestige. Once we rushed, they fled. They could not see them, and they had no way to escape. Instead, they added greater chaos and disrupted the rear formation. There were many Mongolian soldiers with unlucky eyes. This was right, not everyone could not see them. Their rear team was still intact, and they rushed for the defeated soldiers of the front team, and they were all in chaos. They were given as a living target for practicing chopping and killing."

After sighing for a while, he continued: "There are many new recruits recruited from Guanzhong in our army who have never been to the battlefield. After this battle, their chopping skills have become much more skillful, and they all have mastered good sword skills."

Nonsense, Shi Tianze's 100,000 troops were in front of him, and he had no power to fight back. He allowed them to chop and kill. If he could not practice his unique skills, he would have to be not qualified.

The eyes were invisible, and the Mongolian army was already panicked enough. The Song army covered and killed it again. The panic immediately expanded, like a ripples in the water, rapidly expanding. The Mongolian army was eager to escape and crowded with each other, pushing and shoving each other without defying the direction, like headless flies, and bumping everywhere. The consequence was very serious, that is, countless people died of crowding and trampling. After the battle ended, there was a lot of meat paste on the battlefield, which was caused by trampling.

The Song army was very excited and rushed into the Mongolian army with shouts. He excitedly waved the sword in his hand and slashed at the Mongolian army. At this time, the Mongolian army could not tell the direction. He held the scimitar in his hand and was not a match for the Song army to be quick-witted. For the Song army, the Mongolian army, which had always been difficult to deal with, is now similar to an ant. Killing a Mongolian army is just like a ants, and it is very relaxing.

Li Jun, who was standing in the distance, saw a scene that would be unforgettable for him for life, that is, where the Song army passed by, there must be countless corpses on the ground, and there were countless corpses. If the Mongolian army was a wave of wheat, the Song army would be the wind. When the Song army blew, the Mongolian army fell to the ground in batches, and no one could survive.

Liu Hezi and Jiao Yu commanded the Song army to kill each other, and they were so excited that they kept shouting. They were doing recklessly, which was far inferior to Xu Guanghan's fighting style. Xu Guanghan led the special forces to rush straight towards five hundred cannons. For Xu Guanghan, he was determined to make these five hundred cannons, and Shi Tianze guarded them very strictly. He had never had a chance. Now that the opportunity comes, he naturally would not let it go.

The special forces are one of the most elite troops of the Song army. They are good at fighting, and they are like tigers in the South Mountain. Even if the Mongolian army is intact, they are not an opponent, and they are even less experienced when they cannot see them. Not long after, they will kill them in front of the artillery, and after a series of random swords or guns, the Mongolian gunners will be completely finished.

The special forces not only require good combat, but also flexible minds. Everyone is an excellent tactical expert and knows what to do without orders. Xu Guanghan got busy without orders, adjusting his muzzle and hitting a platoon in the densely populated area of ​​the Mongolian army. After a burst of explosion, the ground was covered with broken limbs and broken arms.

Under Shi Tianze's command, the loaded shells of the Mongolian army had not been fired yet, so it was naturally much easier to shoot in the first round of volleys.

Xu Guanghan deliberately did not want the Mongolian army to be better. Under his orders, the special forces kept loading and firing artillery, bombing the Mongolian army over and over again, bombing a large area. I don’t know how many Mongolian troops died under his artillery.

As soon as the cannon sounded, the long-lost artillery returned to the Song army. The Song army cheered loudly, and the killing became even more exciting. Of course, not everyone applauded, at least Jiao Yu did not applaud. He shouted: "Hey, Xu Guanghan, this is not counted. You can pick up the bargain, don't use artillery to attack. If you have the ability to learn from me, kill with real swords and guns. That is the behavior of a hero!" He didn't expect to rob the artillery first, and he said this on purpose.

A soldier gasped and leaned his sword on the ground, asking, "General, are you tired of killing like this? If I had known, I would have gone to grab artillery too. I would have killed more and saved my energy. It would be better for artillery."

"I'm tired." Jiao Yu rejected it without thinking and said, "My hands are sore, there are too many Tartars." He leaned on the ground and lit a hand-throwing cast iron bomb and threw it into the crowd. After the explosion, many Mongolian soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

Jiao Yu was extremely excited and screamed: "Kill." The Mongolian soldiers who were already slashing each other because they were invisible and roared him like a fanning flame, and the killing became even more intense.

Jiao Yu is a figure like Zhang Fei, with a thin and thin one. With a flash of inspiration, he looked at the tiger's eyes. Wherever there were many Mongolian troops, he threw the cast iron bombs with his hand-throwing. After a while, it would inevitably lead to the Mongolian army killing each other. After throwing all the cast iron bombs with his hand-throwing, he picked up the scimitar on the ground and threw them over, and then called them again. The Mongolian army killed one by one, killing many companions.

When he was logging, he sang randomly, which made the soldiers excited. Now he was in a mess and gave him a way to save energy and achieve good results. He was immediately imitated by the Song army and promoted it, and specially created chaos, asking Mongolian soldiers to cut and kill each other, but he was panting while resting with a sword.
Chapter completed!