Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 52: Willing to be the Wind Wrapping the Battle Flag (I)

Half a quarter of an hour ago.

At this time, in the reed marsh, the reeds near the west side had been cut down, forming an open space of 200 steps square. However, there were still reeds dozens of steps wide on the outside blocking the view, making it impossible for outsiders to explore inside.

Hundreds of Song army cavalrymen were already fully armed, holding the reins of their horses and sitting cross-legged on the cut reeds, quietly waiting for military orders.

At the edge of the reed marsh, Liu Huai was touching the tip of the iron spike spear, and was rarely distracted.

The tip of the Iron Cone Spear was a square pyramid, generally about one foot long. The entire spear was 18 feet long and weighed about two kilograms, designed to penetrate armor.

The iron spike spear in Liu Huai's hand weighed about five pounds, and the spear head was about two feet long, making it an overweight weapon.

This was specially built because the predecessor believed that he had great physical strength. Not only could it make a bloody hole with just one poke, it could also kill someone even if it was swung around.

Of course, this is not the heaviest iron cone gun.

According to legend, when Ying Guanren Yue Yun went into battle, he held two iron spike spears, eight pounds in his left hand and ten pounds in his right hand. When he led the Beiwei Army to charge, he waved them, and he swept through the army like a steamroller, and anyone who dared to confront him was killed immediately.

Although Liu Huai thought he had extraordinary strength, he would definitely not last more than three rounds if he met Yue Yun on the battlefield.

After polishing the tip of the iron spike spear until it was shimmering, Liu Huai withdrew his gaze from the Song and Jin infantry formations that were about to collide.

He first used bean cakes to comfort the big black horse lying in the mud with him, then turned around to look at his subordinates who were already dressed in armor and also sitting cross-legged in the mud.

The reed marsh was already damp and hot, and now the sun was at its zenith, scorching the area like a steamer. Add to that the harassment from mosquitoes and gadflies, and both man and horse were miserable.

But everyone still waited in the reed marsh without saying a word, not even daring to make a loud noise to slap mosquitoes and flies, just quietly waiting for military orders.

The reason why cavalry is often used as a surprise force is that the key word is surprise.

The surprise attack must not be discovered.

The so-called victory comes from combining the normal and the unusual. Unconventional forces are the key to victory. Once you win, the credit will naturally be the greatest!
Liu Huai couldn't help but think of a tribute movie he participated in as an equestrian instructor in his previous life. At the end of the movie, modern cavalrymen were also like this, lying in ambush in the sorghum field. When the fierce battle was in full swing, they suddenly rushed out from behind the enemy and stabbed the devil's butt hard.

At that time, many people said that this clip was plagiarized from a Western movie called "War Horse".

Now that I think about it, this statement is pure nonsense.

In ninety-nine out of a hundred successful cavalry raids, the cavalry must be hidden first, hidden in mountains, rivers, tents, woods, or even behind infantry, so that the enemy has no idea of the cavalry's position and attack direction.

These two films are just faithful reproductions of historical facts, so how can they be called plagiarism?
What is really outrageous is that in other movies, cavalry can charge into infantry phalanxes head-on without any obstruction and with great momentum, but in reality, these cavalrymen will not even come into contact with the phalanx, and a large number of them will be killed by things like chevaux de frise and trenches!

Liu Huai was daydreaming, but his mind was not wandering. Instead, he was always paying attention to the battle situation a mile away.

Seeing that the infantry of Song and Jin were less than a hundred steps apart, Liu Huai spat out the tea leaves in his mouth and wiped the sweat from his face.

"almost."

Zhang Xiaoyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the left, was immediately excited when he heard this and was about to stand up.

But Zhang Baiyu on Liu Huai's right gripped the reins and spoke with difficulty: "No, wait a little longer, wait until the Jin bandits' cavalry moves, then we can move!"

Zhang Xiaoyi was startled, but he immediately reacted. He glared with bloodshot eyes and sneered, "You're still playing tricks at this time, Zhang Baiyu. Do you really think I dare not kill you?!"

The Jin cavalry hadn't moved yet. If they went into battle now, they might face a direct confrontation. With armored cavalry galloping at full speed, even a branch or a wooden stick could become a deadly weapon, not to mention the bone-tipped spears designed specifically for piercing armor. A moment's carelessness would result in heavy casualties.

Being in the south, cavalry is hard to come by, and Zhang Baiyu couldn't bear to throw away his family fortune.

Zhang Xiaoyi naturally understood these.

After all, there is nothing wrong with preserving one's own strength.

But what time is it now? Wei Sheng's general flag is almost entering the battle, and you're still here whining and disobeying orders. Do you really think military law is just a decoration?! Liu Huai was also furious, but he suppressed it.

As I said, the Northern Expedition requires unity.

There are only so many people in the Northern Expedition Army, and there are many factions among them. Everyone is capable and no one is willing to submit to anyone else. Can all the rebels be killed?
Just make do with it, what's the big deal?

Could it be that we should not fight the Jin thieves first, but first have fifty riders fight against fifty riders in the reed marsh to determine who is stronger?
To put it bluntly, even if Heavenly Father wanted to kill Heavenly Brother, he had to succeed in Tianjing before doing so!

"Zhang Silang, it's up to you."

Liu Huai sighed, then raised his hand and clenched his fist. Zhang Xiaoyi beside him suddenly waved the Flying Tiger flag in his hand, and the fifty armored cavalrymen belonging to the two of them mounted their horses.

However, Zhang Baiyu's triangular red flag was not raised, so his fifty riders remained sitting where they were, looking at their comrades who had mounted their horses beside them, feeling somewhat at a loss, and even began to whisper in panic.

Even without turning around, Zhang Baiyu knew dozens of eyes were staring at him from behind. He felt like a thorn in his side and quickly stepped forward to grab Liu Huai's reins. "Wait a moment, just a moment. I'm not a coward, but at least we have to wait until the Jin bandits decide on the direction of their attack."

Liu Huai continued to question in a low voice that only the few people around him could hear: "If it was Commander Zhang Rong in the formation, would you still say wait a moment?"

Seeing Zhang Baiyu's face getting even uglier, Liu Huai grabbed the reins and raised his voice, "You can either act according to circumstances or just stay here. Zhang Silang will handle the rest of the matter on his own!"

After saying this, Liu Huai went ahead without another word.

Zhang Xiaoyi glanced at Zhang Baiyu, sneered, and followed without saying a word.

The remaining fifty armored cavalrymen filed out, and the rest of the people were even more at a loss.

One of Zhang Rong's confidants stood up from the mud, trudged over to Zhang Baiyu, and asked, "Silang, what's going on? Aren't we going to kill the bandits?"

Zhang Baiyu took a few deep breaths and said, "Brother Liang, wait a moment. Let's see what the situation is and then we can join the battle."

Liang San was almost stunned when he heard this.

opportunity?

What opportunity do you want?
There are only two results today, either win or lose.

If we win, you're just passive and afraid of fighting. If we lose, you're the culprit. In this kind of terrain, if we lose, where can these fifty riders run to?!
There is no benefit in winning, and losing is even worse. Now is the time to fight for your life, so why hesitate?

Liang San was at a loss, but he did not dare to resist the young master's order. He could only hold the reins of the horse and look in the direction of the dust raised by the cavalry.

Liu Huai was also disappointed, but as his horse sped up and gradually began to gallop, he put his disappointment behind him and felt excited.

"Follow my banner! Follow me and achieve fame!"

Liu Huai shouted.

The fifty riders behind him were also excited and shouted loudly.

"Kill the thief!"

"Kill the thief!"

Green reeds fell down, white reed flowers filled the sky, black armored soldiers marched among them, red hairpins and sharp weapons flashed and crisscrossed, and a murderous aura rose into the sky.

The moment he stepped out of the reed marsh, Liu Huai raised the horn and blew it suddenly.

"Woo!!!"

This was not only a threat to the Jin army, but also a warning to the Song army fighting on the battlefield that reinforcements had arrived.

(End of this chapter)