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

Chapter 86: Meng'an and Mouke have difficulty forming an army (Part )
On the Jin army side, Jiagu Sizhong had felt early on that something was wrong with the Song army. These dozen or so Song cavalrymen were just cruising around and shooting arrows, making the training ground dusty. However, even though the Jin army's formation was in chaos, they did not come to break it, obviously to hide behind them.

What's behind Song Qi?
Jiagu Sizhong also wanted to investigate, but he did not dare to send a few elite soldiers to investigate. The reason why these Jurchens were able to form a large formation at this time was purely because there were some elite veterans to suppress them.

If someone leaves from either side of the training ground, they might be considered as deserters, and this makeshift formation might end up in chaos.

What’s more, what’s the point of knowing?
Just now, Jiagu Sizhong had urged the spear formation forward more than once, trying to squeeze the Song cavalry's combat space. However, every time the Jin army moved a few steps, the formation would fall apart.

Some people want to move forward, some are stopping, some are dodging arrows, and some are slowing down to observe the situation, wanting to let others get ahead.

If Wang Shilong was not just a tyrant, and his combat experience was limited to rural fighting, how could Jiagu Sizhong have been allowed to reorganize the formation again and again if he had been replaced by a general with military experience?
They had already taken advantage of the loose formation of the Jin army and rushed in!
"Han Gou...Han Gou is retreating?"

The Jurchen soldier in the front row leaned his spear on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked Jiagu Sizhong.

Jiagu Sizhong was panting and trying hard to look forward.

A large Flying Tiger flag was already faintly visible in the smoke and dust, about to emerge.

"The Han dogs are not retreating, they are coming!"

Jiagu Sizhong raised his voice, but his heart was filled with sorrow.

Light cavalry harasses the enemy's formation, and then heavy cavalry or heavy infantry breaks through the formation. This is clearly a tactic originated by the Jurchens. Why is it that only an old soldier like him knows about it now?
There was no time to think too much.

The first thing Jiagu Sizhong saw was the sunlight shining through the smoke and dust onto the armor of the Song army.

The next thing that came into his ears was the sound of armor plates rubbing against each other, making such a rustling sound that it actually drowned out the sounds of footsteps and military orders for a moment.

"How many soldiers are there?"

Some Jin soldiers murmured to themselves.

In the smoke and dust, the heavily armored Song army, like tin cans, with their collars lowered and only their eyes exposed, gradually emerged. Each of them was wearing sharp weapons and slowly moving forward. Just looking at their leisurely pace, it didn't seem like they were rushing to the battlefield, but rather like they were attending a grand banquet.

Perhaps out of fatigue, or perhaps out of fear, the Jin army, which had been somewhat noisy, was now completely silent. Except for a few soft arrows that were shot out and hit the armor of the Song soldiers, making clanging sounds, almost all the Jin soldiers just stood there blankly, maintaining a posture of meeting the enemy.

This made Liu Huai feel a little strange.

Why aren't these golden men afraid?

They should be scared!
Liu Huai placed his 10-foot iron spike spear flat and roared, "Charge!"

"Kill the bandits!" The Song army soldiers shouted at the same time.

This team of armored soldiers seemed to have instantly transformed from lazy crouching tigers into big beasts roaring in the forest. Amid the teeth-grinding sound of armor plates rubbing against each other, they formed a formation and launched a charge.

"Hold the spear and meet the enemy!!!"

Jiagu Sizhong gave the order loudly, his voice a little distorted.

He just realized that he had made another big mistake. He shouldn't have been overly entangled with the dozen or so Song soldiers who came to harass him.

During the interval when the Song army launched the general attack, the Jin army should have at least moved some tables, chairs and benches to block the front as a defensive fortification, not to mention digging trenches and setting up deer horns.

Just as Liu Huai had thought before.

Everyone was forced into a situation and made mistakes, but as the attacked party, the Jin army certainly made far more mistakes than the Loyal Army.

Half an incense stick later, the Jin army fell into total collapse.

The Loyalty Army, with Liu Huai as their vanguard, launched a heavy infantry assault that was highly effective. The Jin army's sparse spear formations, originally designed to defend against cavalry, were simply unable to stop this dense formation of armored soldiers.

The Jin troops on the edge of the formation had almost no contact with the enemy, but in the center of the formation, a Jin soldier was stabbed by three or four long spears at the same time. Even if the armor of the Jin soldiers in the front row was relatively complete, they would not be stabbed into a honeycomb, but would be knocked to the ground.

After breaking through the front row of armored soldiers, the Jin soldiers in the back row, holding large shields and bows, were not mentally prepared to engage in close combat with the Loyal Army, and almost subconsciously took a few steps back at the same time.

Just a few steps.

However, when these steps were transmitted to the entire army, it was like a wheat field blown by a storm, shaking violently, and then a large number of people fell down.

At the same time, the formation of the Loyal Army was also somewhat distorted.

The loyal and righteous soldiers holding short weapons at the end of the queue were stopped by the Jin army. This was not because these Jurchens tried to fight back, but because the Jin army was in greater chaos. Those who wanted to escape were crowded together with those who were panicked and at a loss, directly blocking the way ahead.

How could the Jurchens not be afraid?

If they were not afraid, they would have actively signed up to join the army and followed Wanyan Liang on the southern expedition!
More than ten years of comfortable life have turned this fishing and hunting tribe that emerged from the white mountains and black waters into ordinary people.

Half an hour ago, they had never even thought about personally participating in a battle.

The chaotic times had already begun, started by their emperor Wanyan Liang himself, but most of the Jurchens were not prepared at all.

"Shoot! Stop Song Gou! Stop..."

Jiagu Sizhong was terrified to death. Before he could finish his order, he was pushed to the side by the chaotic army.

The courtyard behind the Jin army served as a military fortress, so trenches and antlers were also dug around the courtyard walls.

Jiagu Sizhong slipped and fell directly into the trench. Before he could call for help, several Jin soldiers fell on top of him and hit him hard.

"Ah...ah!"

After two screams, Jiagu Sizhong's voice was drowned out by even louder screams.

After all, the armored cavalry of the Loyal Army had not been specially trained in battle formations, and after their formation was broken, it quickly became somewhat chaotic.

However, one advantage of the white pole formation is that as long as you can charge forward, everything will be easy.

At the end of the queue, at least more than ten people fell behind, and more than twenty soldiers were caught in the melee. The entire cone formation also changed from a flat isosceles triangle into a real cone. However, there were still more than fifty soldiers who kept moving forward, following the Flying Tiger flag.

Armed with swords and armor, heroes compete to die.

Wang Wulang gasped and stared at the scene in amazement. He felt that all the fights and battles in his first half of life combined were like a playful game of house compared to this moment.

The farmers who had been engaged in a passionate exchange of fire with the Jin army involuntarily reined in their horses and retreated. Only one man loudly asked, "Wu Lang, what should we do?"

"Dismount!" Wang Shilong hesitated for only a moment before gritting his teeth and ordering, "Grab your swords, shields, and short weapons, and advance shoulder to shoulder!"

I had thought that these farmers would hesitate and shrink back. In fact, Wang Wulang was already prepared to lead the charge, but his men seemed impatient and quickly dismounted, swords and shields in hand, forming two lines.

"Kill the thief!"

"push!"

It was unclear who gave the order, or perhaps they just shouted at the same time, but more than ten soldiers suddenly attacked the right wing of the Jin army.

(End of this chapter)