The sun is rising, and the winter sun shines on the earth steadily, and its heat is not even enough to melt the ice and snow on the ground.

The Jin soldiers who had been waiting for the army to arrive for several days finally began to push forward from thirty miles outside the city.

Wang Yan did not wait to sit in the city and wait for death. The city wall of Wura was two and a half meters long, and he piled up a slope or made a ladder and went up to the city wall.

The most important thing is that the top of the wall of Wura City is only about three feet, and it is easy to be captured.

Therefore, when Wang Yan saw the Jin people advance, he chose to go out of the city to meet the enemy.

The reason for making such a decision is very simple.

Because it was very cold, both sides of Wura City were the ice surface of Wura River!

No matter how good the Jin people were at riding horses, they did not attack with cavalry when they were all ice.

The skills on the Golden Horseback can only be used in light cavalry and transfer.

Choosing a battlefield that is beneficial to you is the skill that a general masters first when he is a general.

And he has more important plans.

The right time, place, and people are the three most important factors in fighting in the Central Plains.

And the weather, the setting sun in winter is not enough to melt the ice and snow on the ground, so it stands on Wang Yan's side.

In terms of geographical location, Wang Yan chose the place where he first encountered the enemy's vanguard legion, which was his carefully selected battlefield.

Wang Yan was gasping heavily, and he spit out white and misty dragons from under his mask. He stared at the Jin people's soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and tried hard to hold the long hammer in his hand.

This time, the elite troops of the Jin people all came out, dispatching a total of 100,000 infantry, 50,000 cavalry and 50,000 auxiliary soldiers, totaling 200,000 troops.

What a 200,000 army was arranged one after another? Wang Yan felt that he saw a vast sea of ​​people approaching him in a crowded manner.

Wang Yan has about 50,000 Eight Characters Army as the main army, 30,000 Jindi Han'er, and there are also 20,000 people standing behind Wang Yan.

The Song Dynasty Shanghong.

Before the Chinese New Year, the last batch of supplies were sent, and there were a lot of military cotton clothes.

This made the soldiers of the Song Dynasty stand there like a maple forest in autumn, with red fire, and the white cloak kept roaring in the fierce winter wind, turning the red maple forest into a burning flame!

The sound of loud trumpets came from the Jin people's camp. The Jin people's cavalry gave up their war horses and turned into infantrymen, and began to advance.

At this moment, in the Great Song Dynasty military camp, there were also bursts of horns and drums ringing on the walls of Wura City.

The huge red-bottomed and yellow-shaped banner with the king-shaped characters is located in the tower in front of Wura City, at the top of Wura City, the inner city of Wura City is waving in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if encouraging the soldiers of the Song Dynasty.

If the military flag does not fall, the Song Dynasty will not lose.

Suddenly, the sound of trumpets, drums, and killing sounds, and footsteps resounded on Wura City.

The Jin people are no longer the leader of the sign army this time. Wura City is too important to them. If it is like Taiyuan City, in order to preserve its strength, more sign army will be sent to the death to attack the city.

The final result is still the same.

So this time, the Jin people were directly attacked by the elite troops of the headquarters. The Jin people raised their high shields, and 50,000 central soldiers took their own steps.

They rushed towards the red flames under the city wall like a city wall with a scattered aura.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty took their own steps. Every time they took three steps, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty would burst out with a shout of mountains and seas, and rolled back towards the black and gray Jin army with an unstoppable momentum!

The central troops of both armies sent out all-armored heavy infantry. This type of heavy infantry that gathered together on a large scale is very troublesome to the heavy cavalry.

Both sides did not even launch tentative arrowheads because the defense of the double-layer cold-forged armor was not a bed crossbow, otherwise there would be no possibility of killing at all.

At this time, the crossbow on the head of the Dasong city did not have the ability of Zhang Xian in the cold winter.

Winter is not a time for war, but the Jin people still rushed up in winter, which shows how strong their demand for the black soil area is.

Finally, the two armies collided like two mountains and rivers. The sound of collision was like rumbling thunder, resounding throughout the valley, and like thousands of acres of raging waves hitting the mountains.

There are all kinds of swords, axes, swords and spears. The Song Dynasty brought more hammers, while the Jin people were more axes.

The sword and the knife flew clangly with the cold light, and the spear and the spear passed by like a locust, slamming into the other party's camp with an overwhelming effect, as if a stone had been thrown into a roaring river, with little effect.

The dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!

The Jin people's army was elite soldiers who followed Wanyan Aguda to fight on the snowy land in the north for many years. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were deadly warriors with eight words on their faces, "Salvation of the country with a sincere heart and swearing to kill the Jin thieves."

They all have reasons to win.

In order to have the honor of unbeaten victory!

For the courage that everyone has, the warriors who are willing to die!

The iron man will fight, and he will never die!

The hideous face, the ferocious mask, the bloody sword, the broken shins, the painful and low howling, the blood sprinkled on the ice field, and the melting ice and snow formed a series of mist.

The smoke filled the entire Shanyuan and Wura City were shrouded in the tragic atmosphere of this primitive battle. Even the scavengers who have always liked to greed for cheapness chose to avoid the already torn battlefield at this time.

At this moment, victory will only belong to the warriors!

Wang Yan stood in the blood sea of ​​corpse mountain with his man in his sword, looking at the wonder of the sun and the moon, took off the Senluo mask and smiled.

The first day of the collision ended with the golden man calling out the gold army.

The right to clean the battlefield is owned by the Eight Characters Army.

Although there have been great casualties, the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road!

After winning this first battle, it was a huge increase in morale for the defenders of Wura City.

The sun sets west, leaving only half of the disc on the horizon, while the half moon in the east has quietly risen, and the stars in the sky can already see shadows.

Wang Yan gasped and untied the outer armor, preparing to replenish the broken outer armor piece overnight to prevent the fierce battle to fight tomorrow.

Meng De was injured. In this place where medicine is lacking, whether he can survive after being injured depends entirely on whether his life is strong enough.

"Do you regret it?" Wang Yan stopped the two soldiers carrying Meng Deguicheng and asked.

Meng De's pierced veil was taken off by soldiers from the Song Dynasty. There was a huge hole in the pierced veil, which seemed to have been chopped with an axe.

Although Meng De's injury stopped bleeding under the wood ash, it was still not optimistic.

Meng De's mouth had lost its blood color. He suddenly laughed and said, "Don't regret it."

"That's good." Wang Yan waved his hand and asked the soldiers to carry Meng De down.

Wang Yan knew why Meng De would not regret it. During this year's activities in Heitu District, Meng De had a beautiful Wura wife and a very cute child in Wura City.

This is his reason for his desperate efforts.

A total of 60,000 soldiers died under Wura City.

Thirty thousand Song people, thirty thousand Jin people.

This is the first time that the proportion of deaths between the Song and Jin people has reached the point where one person changes to the other.

The Jin people's resignation of gold and withdrawal also means that they gave up the Jin people who were injured on the battlefield.

The Song army was scattered on the battlefield. They were constantly looking for the Jin people who were surviving and killing them to get military merits.

Many people from Wura City came out of the city and helped the Song army to remove the armor from the Jin people and pile them up neatly, and then transported them into Wura City one by one.

This head-on victory brought the morale to the soldiers of the Song Dynasty with visible eyes.

There is also a strategic advantage.

But the Jin people felt like they had lost their parents!

When will the Song people's army be able to fight against the Jin people head-on! Not to lose the disadvantage?!

When will the Song people's army be able to exchange with the Jin people? Not timid at all?!

A faint feeling of something bad arose in Wanyan Zongpan's heart.

In his opinion, Wang Yan's Bazi Army's activities in the Black Soil District were most appropriate to describe it in four words.

Mouse digging holes.

They were like mice on the grassland, drilling holes one by one and couldn't easily catch them.

In Wanyan Zongpan's heart, this Song army was also as timid as a mouse.

So he thought that the situation of attacking Wura City should be a victory in one battle!

He brought 200,000 people to the Black Soil District of Wuracheng area to rob him! He moved out the tax they should have paid out of their granary!

As a result, in the first confrontation in Wura City, he realized that he might have thought about the attributes of this Song army.

This made him feel a little panting. He loosened his collar with force, as if he would suffocate if he didn't.

"Can anyone tell me why?" Wanyan Zongpan said angrily. This battle lost 30,000 troops!

Thirty thousand infantrymen! How could he accept this?

"Brother! I will lead the troops to attack the city tomorrow!" Wanyan Zonggu looked at the people on both sides and said with no words, so he had to bite the bullet.

"Okay! Tomorrow you order 50,000 troops, I will support you behind the formation! Be sure to win it in one battle!" Wanyan Zongpan said vigorously!

The next day, the Jin people did not attack the city.

The road ahead of them is no longer accessible.
To be continued...