Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 367 Fighting in the Plains
Fan Ning stared at the other party for a long time, and smiled at Xu Yan: "It's very interesting, the other party has thousands of horses, but they didn't form cavalry!"

Xu Yan has participated in many battles with the Xixia army and has rich experience. He smiled slightly and said, "The battles here are all in the mountains, and the cavalry is inconvenient. I guess they didn't train the cavalry, and the horses can only be used as a means of transportation."

"Then are we using cavalry to directly attack the opponent's formation?" Fan Ning asked.

Xu Yan shook his head, "The confrontation between the two armies is itself a contest of wills. I can feel their morale fading little by little. They will either collapse without a fight, or they can only take the initiative to attack. At that time, our crossbow array It will work.

Xu Yan's words were not wrong. The Song army's murderous aura was as serious as a mountain. The morale of the Izuba army began to waver, especially the ordinary peasants recruited. Under the strong pressure of the Song army, the weak-willed began to shrink back. Throwing down the stick and running away, the generals couldn't stop shouting.

Empress Wu Ze of Qingyuan was in a hurry, she stepped forward and said to her elder brother: "We can't wait any longer, there will be more and more deserters, we must attack immediately!"

Kiyohara Mitsuyori wanted to buy more rest time for the soldiers, but it was no longer possible to procrastinate.

He could only nod his head, "Attack!"

Qingyuan Wu Ze waved his sword and shouted: "Samurai, show your strength and courage, destroy the enemy army, attack!"

'Boom!Boom!Boom! '

The drums for the attack sounded, and the six thousand Idewa troops began to run. Although they were generally short in stature, their bodies were very flexible, and they ran very fast. They rushed towards the Song army in the wilderness like a tide.

"Army crossbow ready!"

Commander Zhang Kang shouted sharply, and a thousand soldiers stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, raised the military crossbow, and pointed it at a 45-degree angle to the sky.

What they used was not a god arm crossbow, but a slightly inferior powerful military crossbow. It was fired in a parabolic manner, with a range of about 150 steps. Since it fell from above the head, its range was the killing distance.

The running enemy army is getting closer and closer, and it is three hundred steps away, 250 steps away, two hundred steps away...
As the flood of enemy troops entered the killing distance of 150 paces, the commander Zhang Kang shouted: "Shoot!"

Only the sound of a crossbow machine hitting was heard, and a thousand crossbow bolts rose into the air and shot at the enemy crowd densely.

The soldier didn't stop, and immediately cocked the crossbow, loaded the crossbow bolts, raised it to the sky again, and pulled the hanging knife without an order to release the arrow.

Arrows were like locusts, crackling and shooting at the soldiers who were running. The soldiers' bamboo armor could not stop the powerful crossbow arrows, and soldiers screamed and fell down one after another. In the blink of an eye, more than [-] people fell to the ground with arrows.

The Dewa soldiers were stunned. The soldiers in front were lying on the ground, looking at the sky in horror, but the soldiers behind did not realize that the god of death was coming, and they continued to run desperately.

Many people felt a little uneasy when they saw the arrow-shooting soldiers all over the ground, but they didn't personally experience the situation where the crossbow arrows killed them, and their resistance was not so strong, and they continued to run surrounded by the large army.

When they ran to ninety steps, the second round of crossbow arrows came in again, and a thousand crossbow arrows shot into the running crowd like a storm. There were screams and wailing, and more than 200 people fell to the ground again. Then the third round of crossbow arrows came, fewer and fewer people were running, and more people fell to the ground. The powerful crossbow formation of the Song Army suppressed the soldiers of the Deyu Kingdom to a distance of seventy steps.

With three rounds of crossbow arrows, more than 700 people were shot down. The companions on the ground screamed desperately and struggled to death. The soldiers of Dewa Kingdom were shrouded in the fear of death. This was a powerful force they had never encountered. More and more soldiers crawled from the ground and turned around and ran wildly.

The experienced Xu Yan knew that the enemy would organize a second attack soon, so he immediately suggested to Fan Ning: "The enemy's will has collapsed, and they can attack with cavalry!"

Fanning nodded, "Yes!"

Xu Yan was overjoyed, he drew out his saber and shouted: "The cavalry will kill me!"

The five hundred cavalry suddenly mobilized, and they split into two groups, as if two sharp swords suddenly came out from behind the infantry, and the horseshoes galloped, as if setting off a stormy sea, the spear stabbed, the tip of the spear flashed coldly, pierced the back of the enemy soldier, and sprayed a blast There were bloody arrows, the corpses rolled under the hooves of the horses, blood splashed all over the grass, and behind them, [-] soldiers brandished spears and ran.

If the powerful crossbow array of the Song army destroyed the morale of the enemy army, then the cavalry attack was a fatal blow that caused the enemy army to completely collapse.

It was the ordinary peasants recruited by [-] who were the first to collapse. From individual escapes to large-scale escapes, the Dewa soldiers who had originally attacked turned into running wildly in the wilderness, followed by the ruthless pursuit of the cavalry.

Kiyohara Mitsuyori tried to draw out his saber to resist, but saw a flash of cold light, his head was chopped off more than a foot away, and his headless body fell to the ground.

Qingyuan Wu Ze was thrown to the ground by the spear, and countless war horses trampled over him, leaving behind a bloody corpse.

This is an incomparable battle, and it is definitely not a confrontation of the same magnitude. The height and weight of the soldiers of the Song Army are enough to crush the opponent, and they have far superior equipment and effective tactical deployment. Eventually formed a one-sided massacre.

The war ended after an hour. More than 500 soldiers from the Dewa country were killed, and more than [-] soldiers were captured. Only a very few escaped by jumping into the river, and all the generals of the three major families of the Dewa country were killed.

However, the Song army had only seven dead and less than 50 wounded soldiers, creating extremely brilliant results.

Most of the captives were recruited peasants. When they fled, they were in the front. When the cavalry cut off their retreat, they knelt down and begged for mercy. After receiving the order from the coach Fan Ning, the soldiers of the Song Army put away their butcher knives and did not continue massacre.

However, the soldiers wearing bamboo armor became the targets of the soldiers of the Song army, and their deaths were extremely heavy.

At noon, the soldiers of the Song Army cleaned up the battlefield, burned the corpses and buried them deeply, burned the bamboo armor, collected the swords, and more than [-] Japanese horses became trophies.

At this time, soldiers of the Song Army escorted more than 530 prisoners of war to Akita City. There were hundreds of large ships moored on the sea outside Akita Port. The 40 million taels of silver, one million taels of gold and The [-] shi of rice and other materials became the spoils of the Song army and were transported back to Kunzhou by large ships.

"How does the envoy plan to deal with these prisoners of war?"

Sima Yang Jing smiled and asked Fan Ning, "Should we take them back to Kunzhou as laborers?"

Fan Ning shook his head, "You don't need to be escorted back to Kunzhou, you can directly mine silver mines in Chuyu Country, and you will be released after three years."

"That's a good idea!"

Yang Jing said with a smile: "It saves the trouble of recruiting laborers, and it can be refined into crude silver and shipped directly to Kunzhou."

At this time, a soldier brought several men from the city and reported to Fan Ning: "Report to Zhizhou, these people are businessmen from the Song Dynasty!"

Fan Ning couldn't help being startled, how could there be a merchant from the Song Dynasty here?

"Are you businessmen from the Song Dynasty?" Fan Ning asked.

These merchants were very happy to meet their compatriots in other places, and the leading merchant hurried forward and said, "We are all Quanzhou merchants, doing business in Nagasaki, and luckily a batch of cloth came to Akita City."

"Are there many Song Dynasty merchants who come here to do business?"

"Not too many, there are three groups of people, and we are one of them."

"Can you speak the language?"

The leading businessman nodded, "Basically there is no problem, their language is relatively simple and easy to learn!"

Fan Ning said with a smile: "The three of you can translate for us for a few months! I won't treat you badly, and the business of Akita City will be entrusted to you in the future."

The three of them looked at each other with joy in their eyes, and the leading businessman quickly said: "Don't dare, it is our duty to serve the Song army, but we need to go back and report to each other."

"No problem, I need you to translate for me now."

Fanning immediately ordered his men to gather the prisoners of war.

More than [-] soldiers of war gangsters crowded the grass. Fan Ning stood on a high place and said loudly: "The army of the Song Dynasty is tolerant and spares your lives, but you have to pay the price for the war. The price is mining silver." Mine for three years, after three years you can be free, go home and reunite with your family.”

A businessman loudly translated Fanning's words, thousands of prisoners of war had different expressions, some were happy, some were despairing, some squatted down and cried.

Fan Ning continued: "The Song army is an army of benevolence and righteousness. It will not abuse you. Not only will you be fed, but you will also be paid [-] Wen a month. At the same time, your family will be allowed to live with you."

When the businessman translated Fanning's words, thousands of prisoners of war suddenly cheered.

(End of this chapter)