I am Da Song

Chapter 328

Being stared at by Wu Jie, Hu Yantong said cautiously: "This is not deceiving the emperor, Jieshuai! Five miles have different pronunciations, ten miles have different customs. It is normal for us to hear the accent. And the local people may not call Tiaojiang Inconsistent."

"As long as the officials don't care about this name. With our military prestige at its peak, we can conquer the other side, just around the corner!"

After listening, Wu Jie nodded thoughtfully.

It is a common practice of front-line generals to report good news but not bad news.

As long as the imperial court in the rear does not urge, the probability of winning the frontline battle is extremely high.

But Wu Jie never imagined that it was precisely because of his name change this time that the official family was completely attracted to the front line of the battlefield.

When Zhao Huan heard that the blunt soldiers on the front line were on the banks of the Songhua River, he immediately became interested.

Famous song: "My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast,
There are forest coal mines,
And the soybean sorghum all over the mountains and plains. "

This is the undisputed hinterland of Zhu Xia's essence, and it is the core territory that the Central Plains cannot abandon.

Coming here personally, Zhao Huan wanted to see the local customs here no matter what.

An order was issued by the Division of Procurement, and more than [-] Song troops were stationed in Longzhou.

On the banks of the Songhua River, the Song army array illuminates the sun and the moon, spears are like forests, and banners cover the sky.

This scene really shocked the defenders of the Kingdom of Jin in Jiangbei.

The Jurchens have always heard the legend of millions of imperial guards in the Southern Kingdom.

It wasn't until today that I witnessed it with my own eyes that I knew how powerful the Song Army was.

I saw Xuanjia dazzling on the south bank, Zhuqi Jiangtian, and the front line was continuous and boundless.Even if the cavalry were cruising, they would have to gallop for nearly half an hour before they could see the end of the forty li square formation.

Behind the phalanx, the Song army's camp continued, solid and tall, with flags fluttering, as if a magnificent city suddenly stood up on the plain overnight.

In the drizzle, Zhao Huan walked to the bank of the Songhua River surrounded by officials holding umbrellas.

The Song army was still fighting fiercely on the river. With the arrival of the imperial camp, the supplies that the Song army could obtain increased significantly.

The number of warships on the river has expanded to hundreds, and there are now two or three pontoon bridges that have not been demolished, and in the distance beyond sight, there are still pontoon bridges that are being quickly built in the hazy rain.

The difference between the war and the past is that there are hundreds of trebuchets on the shore today.

The dense cannon stones cut through the rain curtain again and again, smashing into the Jin army's front.

Under the cover of Paoshi, Song Army ships transported soldiers to the north bank at all costs, and more than 2000 soldiers have already landed.

Although these soldiers were divided and surrounded on the shore, they still formed a phalanx and fought to the death everywhere.

After all, the emperor is right behind him. Whether he can enter the emperor's eyes like Xue Rengui in World War I depends on this experience.

Inspired by this kind of belief, fierce men with one against ten, or even one against a hundred, appeared in various battlefields.

The prosperity of folk martial arts in the Great Song Dynasty was fully demonstrated in this battlefield.

Holding the binoculars in Zhao Huan's hand, he could often see a soldier with high martial arts skills soaked in blood all over his body.

"The soldiers are unstoppable with their lives. I have personally witnessed that six or seven people killed more than ten people in the formation. Pass on the order that the Jurchen defense line must be broken today, and I will personally award the soldiers."

The emperor personally ordered that all the former Shenwu troops boosted their morale and put all their eggs in one basket.

If they can't reach the other side of the river today, most of the meritorious service of being the vanguard in the past few days will fall on the heads of other troops.

So Wu Jie put on the heavy armor himself, stepped onto the pontoon bridge with hundreds of elite personal guards, and violently attacked the Jurchen defense line.

Countless troops on both sides of the strait saw the bright red banner on the river.The military flag symbolizing the former Shenwu army fluttered high at the forefront of the front line. The morale of the soldiers of the Shenwu former army who were fighting broke out in an instant.

At the head of the pontoon bridge, the elite soldiers of the Song army covered in heavy armor blocked the wall and advanced, with dense spears stabbing, and knives and axes slashing wildly.

Neither of the two armies was willing to retreat, with blood splattered all over the front, severed limbs flying everywhere, and soldiers fell head-on at every moment.

In a battle of courage, the two armies are as brutal as bloodthirsty beasts.

The battle started in the morning and continued until dusk and sunset, and it was still unresolved day after day.

Standing beside Zhao Huan, Zhang Shuye said with sincere emotion: "The Jurchens have really tried their best. The battle of courage is worthy of their reputation for being good at fighting."

Zhao Huan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the lingering sun under the dark clouds in the distance, a smile finally appeared on his expression that had been solemn all day.

The Jurchens may be tough enough, but manpower cannot defy the sky after all!

Song Junbing has many generals, which is an advantage that the Jurchens can never erase.

Even if they tried their best to block Wu Jie and the Shenwu Youjun, they still couldn't stop the Song army's tide-like offensive.

In the sky, the brilliance of the setting sun penetrated the thick black clouds and shone on the earth.

And at the junction of the sky and the earth, densely packed armored cavalry, shining in the sun, slowly appeared on the edge of the battlefield holding high flags and spears.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, countless iron cavalry formed a red tide-like array, and slowly accelerated along the north bank of the Songhua River.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes became louder and closer, until it resounded through the sky like thunder, and the whole land trembled under the trampling of iron hooves.

The fierce battlefield seemed to lose all sound in an instant. Countless people stopped fighting and turned their heads stiffly to look into the distance.

I saw the huge cavalry of the Song Army, facing the light of the setting sun, covering the sky and covering the earth, leaving only a dazzling light in the distance.

Immediately, fierce cheers erupted from the south bank: "It's the Jingsai Iron Cavalry!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The Jin army had never guarded against such a magnificent Song army cavalry.

In the impression of the Jin army, the Song army was still the heavy infantry army that relied on the majestic formation of the large army to win.From top to bottom, Jin Guo never thought that the Song Army would be able to produce such a large-scale iron cavalry in just five years.And skillfully ran for hundreds of miles in a few days, from the left wing to the central army, and endured it until dusk and dusk, when the two armies were exhausted, the battle would determine the outcome of the battle.

The sudden attack of tens of thousands of Jingsai cavalry completely collapsed the Jin army's flanks.

The fierce battles in the past few days made it impossible for the exhausted Jin army to resist such a huge and fierce offensive.

The iron cavalry galloped freely, and the Song Zhu Banner covered a large area of ​​the Jin army's position in an instant.

As far as the eye can see, there are all tall iron cavalry of the Song army, red uniforms and banners all over the mountains and plains. Under the iron cavalry, countless golden troops were crushed to powder, and densely packed routs abandoned the front line and fled in all directions.

The battle of the Songhua River was a way that the Jin army could not even dream of. The Song army used elite cavalry to completely end the war with one blow.

Thirty thousand soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin were beheaded and more than [-] were killed. Tens of thousands of them fell into the river and died, and less than a thousand survived to go to Beijing.

(End of this chapter)