Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 844 The First Battle Victory
"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, shells streaked across the sky, dragging winding black smoke and accurately falling into the ranks of the Song Dynasty soldiers.

In an instant, flames splashed and explosions were deafening, as if the sky had cracked open, tearing the surrounding air into pieces.

Some soldiers were mercilessly thrown into the air by the violent explosion, and were hit by sharp iron fragments. Some were covered in blood and flesh, while others fell to the ground wailing. They were either dead or injured. The scene was horrific.

The Song army had never seen such a powerful weapon before. They panicked and their defenses collapsed in an instant. The deafening explosion was like thunder, shaking everyone's heartstrings, making many warriors tremble with fear and their morale plummeted.

Under such circumstances, the morale of the Song army soldiers on the front line was completely lost, and the fighting spirit in their hearts seemed to be completely wiped out by the ruthless artillery fire. Although the soldiers in the rear wanted to go forward to support, they hesitated because of the chaos and fear on the front line. The offensive instantly became fragmented, like a candle in the wind, swaying and about to go out.

"Mo Dao formation, attack!"

At this critical moment, Ma Zhanchao stepped forward and led the warriors of the Modao Camp, whistling out like a sword drawn from its sheath.

They held heavy swords, each of which had been tempered and gleamed with cold light. These warriors had been practicing swords for many years, and their arm strength was extraordinary, and their fighting power was incomparable.

They were like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable, charging forward. Wherever they went, the Song army's defense line could not be stopped. They were like duckweed in the wind and rain, shaky and on the verge of collapse at any time.

Behind the Song army, Zhao Kuangyin witnessed the crisis on the front line. His eyes were as sharp as torches. He made a prompt decision and ordered in a deep voice: "Cavalry, listen to my orders. Immediately move out from both wings and make sure to kill the Wu army to the rear and cut off their retreat!" This plan was like drawing off the fuel from under the cauldron. If it succeeded, the Wu army's terrifying artillery mounts and supply lines would be doomed to failure, all difficulties would be solved, and the situation of the war might be reversed.

The 20,000 Song cavalry, like two steel torrents, responded to the order, split into two, flanked the left and right, deftly bypassed the smoke of the infantry battle, and headed straight for the rear of the Wu army, intending to deliver a fatal blow.

However, the Wu army was no ordinary force and had long seen through the Song army's intentions.

As a horn sounded, the Wu cavalry also came out in full force, like a dark cloud approaching, vowing to intercept the Song army's surprise attack.

The two cavalry forces were like dragons and tigers leaping on the vast battlefield, with swords facing each other, the sound of horses' hooves thundering, and the sound of killing shaking the sky. For a while, it was difficult to tell who would win, and the situation was in a stalemate.

The cavalry of the Wu army were all carefully selected. Their mounts were fine horses that came from the Western Regions and Liaodong. Their armor was made using the latest technology, and was shiny and indestructible.

At this moment, they did not seek to annihilate countless enemies, but only wanted to hold their positions firmly, block the enemy in front, and buy precious time for the main force of the Wu army.

The battlefield instantly turned into a human hell, with infantry and cavalry intertwined, blood and flesh flying, and swords flashing.

The roars and wails of the warriors interweave into the most tragic music. The men who were brave and fearless the previous moment may turn into headless corpses or cold bodies in the next second, lying on this land soaked in blood. The cruelty and ruthlessness of war make people sigh.

Wang Zhengzhong and Gao Huaide, one on the left and one on the right, followed Zhao Kuangyin closely. Seeing that the battle situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, the two of them looked worried and advised in unison: "Sir, our army has suffered a heavy setback and has fallen into a passive situation. Continuing to fight hard may not be the best strategy."

"General Gao is absolutely right!" Wang Zhengzhong echoed, "The Wu army is clearly well prepared. The sophistication of their battle formations, the flexibility of their deployment, and the sharpness of their weapons are all beyond our expectations. This Su Chen is really a cunning man who does not play by the rules!"

Zhao Kuangyin frowned, his eyes were deep, he had seen that the situation of the war was extremely unfavorable to the Song army, the front line was shaky and seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He weighed the pros and cons again and again in his mind. If he insisted on resisting, he would suffer heavy casualties; but if he withdrew his troops, he would lose on the first day, how could he save face?

In the first battle led by the emperor himself, the elite imperial guards of the Song army were defeated by the Wu army. When this news spread, it would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the morale of the entire army.

"Wait a little longer," Zhao Kuangyin pondered for a moment and finally made up his mind, "Send another wave of troops to attack, maybe it will turn the tide!" He wanted to fight head-on and sent another 20,000 elite troops to raise the stakes, attempting to reverse the situation with a thunderous force, or even turn defeat into victory.

At this moment, Zhao Kuangyin's state of mind was somewhat similar to that of a gambler who was risking everything on the gambling table. He kept increasing his stakes, hoping to turn the tables in one fell swoop.

However, he also knew in his heart that Su Chen was no ordinary man. Over the years, he had quietly prepared many trump cards specifically for dealing with the Song army, but the Song army knew nothing about it and was extremely passive. "This Su Chen is really a very difficult opponent!" Zhao Kuangyin secretly sighed, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

He knew very well that this battle was not only about victory or defeat, but also about the reputation and future of the Song Dynasty. He must go all out and not allow any mistakes.

Su Chen stood in the middle of the army, holding a telescope, and took in the subtle expressions of Zhao Kuangyin and others, as well as the shape of their mouths. He had studied lip reading and could tell what the other party was saying.

"Zhao Kuangyin, I'm sure you are shocked by the endless tricks of the Wu army. This is just the tip of the iceberg. More surprises are waiting for you!"

A faint smile appeared on Su Chen's lips, and that smile contained endless confidence and deep calculations.

Over the past three years, he has devoted himself to research and development, and countless new weapons and equipment have been quietly born under the cover of military secrecy. It is only today that their power has been revealed, and their edge will be directed at the Song Dynasty.

If it weren't for these advanced weapons and equipment, Su Chen might have had doubts about defeating the Song army.

But at this moment, these killer weapons are like his left and right arms, giving him unprecedented confidence.

"Both wings, attack!"

Su Chen gave an order, and it was like a thunderclap. The troops on both wings instantly rushed down the mountain like tigers, unstoppable.

They took advantage of the fact that the Song army had not yet completed its supply and its position was not stable, and with lightning speed, they surrounded and strangled the Song army on the front line.

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Li Saidong and Chai Songyun, two brave generals, each led an army, like two sharp blades, and launched a fatal outflanking attack on the Song army from both sides.

They cut off the Song army's formation, making it impossible for the front and rear to take care of each other, and then launched a fierce counterattack with unstoppable force.

The counterattack of the Wu army came like a surging tide. The Song army was caught off guard. Its defense line was shaken in an instant and it began to retreat step by step.

"Your Majesty, the front line...can't be held." Vanguard General Shi Baoxing came running over breathlessly, reporting to Zhao Kuangyin with an anxious face, his voice trembling with an undisguised tremor.

Zhao Kuangyin was shocked when he heard this, and a trace of unwillingness and helplessness flashed in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, and finally uttered a few words slowly: "Order the troops to withdraw."

"Yes!" Shi Baoxing took the order and left, his figure quickly disappearing.

Zhao Kuangyin stood up slowly, staring at the smoke-filled battlefield ahead, his heart filled with endless regret and resentment. Today's combat results were not satisfactory to him, but facing the endless and unpredictable tactics of the Wu army, he felt helpless and powerless to turn the tide.

He sighed and left, deciding to return to the camp in advance to find a way out. At this moment, his back looked particularly lonely and heavy, as if he was carrying the fate of the entire Song Dynasty.

Even after the order to withdraw was issued, the pressure on the Song army did not ease. The road to retreat was full of dangers, and the Wu army would definitely take the opportunity to attack them. The Song army had to retreat carefully in turns, using wave after wave of blocking to delay the Wu army's offensive and avoid falling into a desperate situation of defeat.

However, despite being so cautious, the Wu army was still like a tiger descending from the mountain, sweeping across a range of two or three miles and killing countless Song soldiers. The blood dyed the land red, and the land was filled with wailing and tragedy.

In today's battle, the Wu army had the upper hand, with casualties split 30% to 70%. 70% of the bodies lying on the battlefield were from the Song army, at least 20,000 people.

"We defeated the Song army in a frontal battle!"

The soldiers of Wu army shouted loudly and were in high spirits. They had been a little worried about this head-on battle before, but this time they proved with their strength that they were not much weaker than the Song army and did not need to fear the Song Dynasty's imperial guards.