Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 271 Me too

"Enter the city quietly! No noise, looting or anything like that is allowed!"

Qian Gai ordered in a deep voice.

Before Xu Huiyan left, he left a lieutenant to assist Qian Gai, and also to supervise the latter. After all, Xu Huiyan could not be stupid enough to directly give his military power to Qian Gai, especially when he still had some concerns about Qian Gai. in the case of.

In this way, Xu Huiyan divided his troops into two groups. He even allocated more troops to the group attacking the city. He only took 5,000 men to attack the Han army's camp.

In this way, even if he loses his troops along the way, he can at least hold Ganquan City in his hands, and the Song Dynasty will still not suffer a loss.

Two groups of soldiers and horses rushed toward the night and into the sunset.

Xu Huiyan has been as vigilant as possible and used all his past experience to deploy, but Xu Huiyan, like most other generals of the Western Army, has been fighting against Xixia all year round. It is like playing chess with a bad chess basket for a long time, and his chess skills have also deteriorated. It will be like regressing.
Who is the Xia army compared to the Han army?
Under the inspiration of Xu Huiyan, many of the five thousand soldiers of the Song Dynasty still straightened their backs, thinking that after this battle, they might be able to go back and sleep peacefully with their mothers in their arms.

To put it bluntly, whenever a good man really wants to die for his country, at that moment, 99% of people will rush forward.

The one who rushes forward once is a warrior, and the one who rushes forward every time is a hero.

The light of torches rose in the crowd. The Song army did not have as complete a system as the Han army. Liu Ling always gave his army the best treatment, and siege was a very important part of military warfare. Every time the Han army Basically, sieges can steadily suppress the defenders at the top of the city.

The Ganquan defenders were obviously on guard. When the Song army began to attack the city in a hurry, the defenders began to fight back in an orderly manner, constantly disrupting the Song army's offensive.

"Boom!"

In a siege battle, the "process score" is equal to how many fewer people can die during the siege. But now, the top of the Ganquan City began to smash down the rolling stones and trees, severely beating the siege army, and when they waited in front of the city wall, As the number of Song troops gradually increased, kerosene began to be thrown from the top of the city.

At least, the morale of this Song army was high in that short moment, and then they stepped into the encirclement.

"Boom!"

When the Minfu camp began to advance, he immediately ordered the infantry and crossbowmen to form a cover behind and on the flanks. When a certain siege team on the front line was counterattacked by the defenders and collapsed, he even got on his horse and led the army. With more than a dozen soldiers rushing to the defeated soldiers, they cried out their righteousness and warned them to turn around and fight again.

Dozens and hundreds of war drums beat loudly, like a thunder in the night, suddenly tearing apart the dark night, but what really illuminated the night was the countless firelights.

Qian Gai stood aside and didn't say much to interfere, just watching the deputy general continue to make arrangements in a serious manner.

If the process is wrong, the result cannot be right.

"Siege!"

This lieutenant works hard.

The Song army on Qian Gai's side has once again arrived at the city. Looking at the wall of Ganquan City not far away, Qian Gai looked at the deputy general who was supervising him and said happily: "It stands to reason that there must be a Yan bandit sentinel outside the city. "Tan, the traces of our army cannot be concealed from the enemy, but now the enemy has not sent any reinforcements, which shows that General Xu's side should be going smoothly."

When the deputy general heard this, he thought for a moment and nodded with approval, saying: "The destiny is still in our Song Dynasty. It can be seen that the Yan thieves are running out of energy. Send an order to beat the drums and attack the city!"

A moment later, a large number of ignited arrows were thrown from the top of the city. There was a soft pop from somewhere in the night. The sea of ​​​​fire ignited the night sky and burned the night until it turned white. In the cool autumn night, the warmth always makes people endure it. He couldn't help but want to get closer, but this time, countless soldiers and civilians screamed and began to scramble towards the surroundings.

"Well, General Xu must have had a smooth journey."

To a certain extent, siege a city means throwing money at it.

Therefore, the Song army of nearly 10,000 people is obviously not that well-equipped. Because it is attacking the city at night, most of the civilians who serve as cannon fodder only carry a large number of ladder trucks and trampolines for easy climbing into the city. They hope to use the human sea tactics to attack the city. Suppress the Ganquan defenders.

But for Qian Gai, it was like an excellent student watching with interest a poor student using an absolutely wrong method to solve a difficult problem.

According to time estimates, his troops and horses will set off first, and then Xu Huiyan will judge whether to ambush or attack the camp based on the situation.

"Siege!"

Even if their comrades are in front of them, they can push them away without hesitation and continue running like crazy.

"No retreat, no retreat!"

The deputy general once again brought his own soldiers to stop him, but after the Song army, which had been inspired to the top, suddenly calmed down, all it showed was a one-sided rout. Especially at this time, there was a sudden sound of city gates opening. the sound of.

Immediately afterwards, a fire lit up at the gate of Ganquan City. A black-armored cavalry handed the torch in his hand to the soldier next to him, then unwrapped the horse's horse from the back, and held the horse's horse slightly tightly. Finally, he raised his hand and punched the armor on his chest, making a muffled sound. "Where is the Zhenbei Army!"

Behind him, a large number of torches lit up, reflecting on the surface of countless black armors, reflecting a cold luster.

Three city gates were opened, and two to three hundred black-armored cavalry poured out from each city gate. Even if they were added together, the scale would be over nine hundred. But the next moment, these three cavalrymen began to urge the horses to trot and speed up in silence.

When the black-armored cavalry shouted, the more than 900 cavalrymen began to roar in response after a brief pause.

"wind!"

"wind!"

Under the visor, Yelu Dashi took a deep breath, held the horse under his arm, and felt the horse under him desperately increasing its speed. He shouted for the last time:

"Fight to the death!"

For a moment, the panicked crowd resounded with a heartbreaking collision. The black-armored cavalry crashed into the disintegrating Song army from three directions, completely tearing apart their ranks.

The first to break up were the civilians. After defeating the civilians, the cavalry immediately tacitly attacked the Song Army's formation that was still barely holding on. They would rather pay casualties than forcefully break through the formation.

The most elite soldiers in Yanyun were the soldiers of the Han army. The most elite soldiers among the soldiers were naturally the King of Han's own army, the Zhenbei Army.

But now, the cavalry of the Zhenbei Army, which should have been waiting for work in the camp, was directly regarded as a dangerous move by King An of Han Dynasty, and was even directly handed over to Yelu Dashi for him to lead.

Autumn is cool and the wind is coming.

Nine hundred armored cavalry roared across the battlefield like a strong wind, leaving a muddy path of blood behind them.

A Song military lieutenant stood up reluctantly with a knife in his hand. When he saw this tragic scene, he shouted desperately: "Why are they charging over again! Brothers, don't break up again, don't break up again!"

Wearing armor and riding a horse,
Aren't they tired?
Aren't their horses tired?

But as far as he could see, there were only black-armored cavalry charging in formation in silence. The horses under them could not see the color in the dark night, more like a beast carrying a devil on its head.

But he hasn't seen yet. Some cavalrymen and horses were killed in the crowd during the charge. Some cavalrymen were shot through the heart by an arrow from the counterattacking Song army and died directly on their horses. The cavalrymen next to them stretched out their hands to hold him. The horses carrying the dead bodies continued to charge.

Someone accidentally fell off his horse, but he still drew his sword with his backhand and rushed into the battlefield.

There were more than 900 cavalry, but they showed higher discipline than the more than 10,000 Song troops.

"Our army is defeated, our army is defeated!"

There were screams and cries everywhere. The deputy general wiped his eyes hard and shouted: "Don't retreat, we are all."

puff!
A short knife was inserted into the back of his neck from behind. The deputy general's face was full of grief and anger, and he instantly turned into confusion. A moment later, the deputy general fell off his horse with a plop, and the sounds of fighting between his soldiers and the sneak attackers could still be heard in his ears.

The army was defeated, and the Han army was right in front of them. Naturally, some of the bold lower-level generals below couldn't control their thoughts and wanted to take advantage of this moment to fight for a future.

Qian Gai was sitting in the carriage, listening to the sudden intensification of shouts of killing outside. Even if he felt a little confident, he couldn't help but not panic at this time.

At this time, the car curtain was opened by someone, and several murderous soldiers were holding bloody blades and looking at him with ferocious expressions.

"The general is dead. If we kill this high official again, we will ask the King of Han for credit!"

"Brother is right, let's do it quickly!"

"kill him!"

Qian Gai's throat felt like he was being choked. He looked at Qiu Ba, who was so bold as these dogs, in disbelief. Just when the soldier's hand was about to catch him, he let out a hoarse cry like a drake.

"Don't move, we're on our own!"

(End of this chapter)