Chapter 131 Win Twice
Xixia was not very afraid of Di Qing or Mu Guiying.
In Mei Zang Suer's opinion, neither of these two people is his match, and the person he needs to pay attention to is Master Lu Sen.
Because no matter how powerful Di Qing and Mu Guiying are, they are still in the category of "human". But Lu Sen is different. He is a true land immortal and has magical powers.
On the battlefield, the most terrifying things are unknown enemies and military intelligence.
Because it is unknown, we don’t know how to defend and respond.
Looking from afar at the fourteen strange-looking siege engines erected in the Song army camp, You Zang Su'er felt more and more uncomfortable, as if he had a bad premonition.
Logically speaking, he personally hoped to withdraw his troops, temporarily avoid the attack of the Song army, figure out what these fourteen things were used for, and then consider how to deploy troops.
But the problem is that we can’t withdraw now.
Before he went to the expedition, his uncle, Prime Minister Mei Zang, said that two-thirds of the Western Xia's military forces were handed over to him this time. If he could not push the Song army back to the vicinity of Xi'an before winter, he would return with his life on his shoulders.
This is already a death order.
We can only move forward and cannot take a single step back, and there is not much time left.
Mei Zang Su'er narrowed her eyes and scanned the fourteen siege engines again, then asked, "Who is willing to lead troops to investigate the Song army's strength?"
The surrounding Xixia generals all had smiles on their faces and stood still.
However, the surrendered generals from the Song Dynasty were all ready to make a move.
The surrendered generals looked at each other for a while, and soon they finished their eye contact. A young man stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Master Mei Zang, leave this matter to me. I will find out the purpose of those fourteen strange weapons in just one hour."
"Don't call me sir, I don't have a descendant like you." Mei Zang Su'er snorted unhappily, and then said: "But I think your loyalty is commendable, go ahead, if you can find out the truth, I will ask the prime minister for your merit, and it will not be a problem to promote you two levels."
The young man was overjoyed, bowed and left, went to the camp, selected his hundreds of cavalrymen, and rushed to the front of the Song camp.
At this time, Lu Sen looked at the glass mirrors and nodded with satisfaction.
The back coating of these glass mirrors is silver.
As long as you combine five parts of glass with one part of silver, you can get five mirrors.
Mu Guiying and others watched the mirrors being carried to the well curb and loaded and unloaded according to the frames, and they vaguely understood the purpose of these things.
She looked at the square mirrors and said, "This is a glass mirror, a rare treasure. If it were placed in the capital, one would definitely be worth no less than two ingots of gold."
"If my mother-in-law likes it, take a few pieces back. This thing is relatively easy for me to make."
Mu Guiying smiled indifferently: "No hurry, let's talk about it after we return to Beijing."
Anyway, my son-in-law can make this thing. There is no need to be greedy for these little things on the battlefield. When I go home, I will have everything.
Yang Jinhua was also wearing scale armor and standing next to Lu Sen.
She had no interest in these things because she already had them at home.
It’s just that Lu Sen had no interest in selling these things, so the news was not spread outside.
Several people watched the mirrors coming out of the furnace and estimated that in two or three hours, the fourteen well curbs would be installed.
At this time, a soldier suddenly came to report: "Marshal Mu, there are Xixia people challenging us in front of the army."
Challenging each other was a very common thing in ancient cold weapon wars.
The generals of both sides competed in military strength or eloquence. The morale of the winning side was greatly boosted, while the soldiers of the losing side were shaken.
A classic example is when Kong Ming scolded Wang Lang. After Wang Lang was scolded to death, Cao's army immediately retreated. This shows the effect of challenging someone.
Although this story is fictional!
Hearing the challenge, Mu Guiying, Lu Sen and others immediately went to the military platform, which was the high platform where the marshal and generals stood. It was in the center or rear of the military camp, and under normal circumstances, enemy archers could not shoot at them, making it convenient for the marshal to observe the situation on the battlefield.
When the few of them climbed onto the battle platform, they saw about three hundred Xixia cavalrymen in front of the camp, dancing and shouting. It seemed that they would not say anything good.
"A cavalry of 300 men, and the leader seems to be a surrendered general!" Mu Guiying had excellent eyesight, and could roughly see the other party's appearance and body shape even from a distance. She thought for a moment and said, "Yang Jinhua, you lead 200 Yang family soldiers to meet the surrendered general, and if possible, kill him."
"yes!"
Yang Jinhua clasped her hands together, took the military command token handed over by Mu Guiying, smiled at Lu Sen beside her, and left quickly.
Lu Sen didn't say anything, but just responded with a smile.
Yang Wenguang, who was standing next to him, took a small step forward, clasped his fists and said, "Marshal Mu, I ask to fight and assist my sister... General Yang in killing the enemy!"
Yang Wenguang was worried about his sister. After all, he knew very well how terrifying and ruthless the battlefield was.
"Don't worry, Yang Jinhua can handle it." Mu Guiying looked Yang Wenguang up and down, pretending to be indifferent and said, "But Captain Yang, your strength seems to be improving slowly, you have to work harder."
Yang Wenguang blushed and stepped back. He understood that his sister was now stronger than him and he didn't need to worry.
Di Qing smiled and said, "Marshal Mu, do you want me to secretly deploy a few strong archers?"
"No need, Yang Jinhua is the best archer in this camp."
Di Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking that although the Yang family was an expert in archery, horsemanship and spearmanship, Yang Jinhua was a woman with naturally weaker arms than men, so how could she deserve the title of the strongest bow?
Could it be that the 'Bifang' on the shoulder can greatly improve Yang Jinhua's archery skills?
It is possible... Thinking of this, Di Qing turned his gaze to Lu Sen, wondering how to get a contracted spirit beast from Lu Sen.
As a warrior, he likes this thing very much.
And when he saw that Mu Guiying also had one, he was even more envious.
Yang Jinhua was in the camp, and with two hundred private soldiers of the Yang family, they rushed out of Dayingkou.
The Yang family's private soldiers were all cavalry, totaling 400 people, and almost all of them were brought here.
There was no other way. The Song Dynasty lacked war horses. Considering the Yang family's previous poor state, it was already remarkable that they could maintain 400 cavalrymen.
Of course, after Yang Jinhua married Lu Sen, the Yang family's life immediately became much better, and they were able to recruit another 200 cavalrymen.
It’s not that the Yang family doesn’t have enough money, but... according to the current status of the Yang family, they can only support so many. If they have more, they will be suspected of treason.
Rushing out of the camp, about a hundred meters ahead was the Western Xia cavalry.
A ruby longbow and a bag of arrows hung on the side of Yang Jinhua's saddle. In his hand was a red stone spear made for him by Lu Sen. The armor on his body... was the white scale armor that Song army generals often wore.
But Yang Jinhua also wore the jewelry made by Lu Sen, which increased her defense by 4 points and could effectively block various direct impact forces.
Coupled with the white scale armor, ordinary stray arrows and swords cannot break through her defense.
She changed the beautiful red stone spear in her hand into a spear flower, pointed it forward, and shouted, "Who is the enemy ahead? Tell me your name."
The young man rode his horse forward a few steps, and seeing Yang Jinhua's appearance clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "The Song army has no more soldiers, and they actually sent a young lady to fight!"
"Stop talking nonsense. When you challenged me before, weren't you just trying to fight me in a duel?" Yang Jinhua summoned her inner strength and her clear voice was pleasant to the ear, but it also gave people an unusually bright feeling. "I am Yang Jinhua, the youngest daughter of Marshal Mu, and the Ranger General of the Dingxi Army of the Song Dynasty. I have come here to seek advice."
"Young lady, you can't do it. Let someone else come. Even if I win against a woman, it won't be fair. It would be almost the same unless Marshal Mu comes in person."
This remark caused a group of Xixia cavalrymen behind the young man to burst into laughter.
At this time, Song language was equivalent to the common language, and even in the Western Xia army, many people could understand it.
"Since you think I'm no match for you, but you don't dare to fight me, are you just being tough?" Yang Jinhua retracted the spear he held horizontally, snorted and said, "You are indeed a surrendered general, barking and whimpering, a coward."
This time it was the Yang family's private soldiers' turn to laugh .
"You asked for it ." The term "surrendered general" was a slap in the face. The young man waved the red tasseled spear in his hand and said angrily, "Xixia Mei Zang Su'er's lackey, guerrilla general Fang Qing, I want to teach you."
After saying this, he clamped his feet on his horse and rushed forward.
Yang Jinhua also shouted "Go!" and rushed forward with a red stone spear in hand.
The two riders collided with each other, and their relative speed looked frighteningly fast.
Everyone held their breath, afraid of missing any scene.
I saw two horses charging towards each other, and then I saw Yang Jinhua holding a spear with both hands, with an object hanging on it. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Xixia guerrilla general Fang Qing hanging on Yang Jinhua's spear.
Many people at the scene were shocked.
The Song army was stunned at first, then cheered and was ecstatic.
The sound came wave after wave.
As for the Western Xia, there was silence.
Yang Jinhua swung the spear hard, and Fang Qing was thrown to the ground and rolled twice. He was still breathing hard, spitting blood, and struggled to crawl forward two or three meters. Then he suddenly fell to the ground motionless, and was truly dead.
Seeing their commander dead, Fang Qing's cavalry fled in panic.
Yang Jinhua returned to the military camp amid the cheers of the Song army.
Di Qing was a little excited, clapped his hands and said: "Great, great, a phoenix mother will never have a dog daughter! The spear in her hand should be the weapon given by Master Lu. I saw that the spear head seemed to grow a lot in an instant, and then shortened again."
Lu Sen said admiringly, "Marshal Di has a good eye."
The redstone spear that Lu Sen gave to Yang Jinhua, in addition to the three characteristics of toughness, sharpness, and armor-piercing, also has the characteristic of being "a meter long".
In other words, this redstone spear is only about two meters long in its normal state, but in battle, by touching a certain mechanism, the tip of the spear can be ejected forward a long distance, reaching a length of ten feet, which is a little more than three meters.
Fang Qing didn't know this and misjudged the total length of Yang Jinhua's red stone spear, which led to him being knocked down by one blow.
Otherwise, he could have fought with Yang Jinhua for at least ten moves before being killed.
Yang Jinhua returned to the battle platform, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Three marshals, I have obeyed the military orders and have killed the enemy general. "
At this time, Yang Jizu also arrived at the formation platform. He had been busy with logistics matters before.
Mu Guiying smiled and said, "You did a good job. I'll give you credit for it."
Di Qing smiled and said, "It is indeed a commendation. This killing of the general has effectively boosted the morale of the army."
Yang Jinhua walked up to Lu Sen and looked at him expectantly.
Lu Sen naturally knew what she was thinking and praised: "Great, you are worthy of being called Jinhua."
Hearing Lu Sen's words, Yang Jinhua's eyes curved into crescents with joy.
Seeing this, Yang Jizu couldn't help but teased, "My little cousin... ahem, General Yang seems to be more interested in the praise from General Lu, and seems to be indifferent to the three of us marshals."
"That's not true." Yang Jinhua explained with a blushing face.
Everyone laughed.
Almost everyone here is a relative or friend, so there is nothing that cannot be discussed.
Compared with the happiness of the Song army, the situation of the Western Xia army seemed shrouded in dark clouds.
Mei Zang Su'er stood on the hill and watched Fang Qing being beheaded with her own eyes.
He narrowed his eyes into a slit and stared at Yang Jinhua for a long time. It was not until the latter entered the Song army camp that he asked, "That young lady...is from the Yang family."
"That should be it." A surrendered general next to him said, "Except for the Yang family, no other general family in the Dog Song Dynasty can train such a female general."
At this time, a surrendered general nearby said, "Reporting to Marshal Mo Zang, that young lady should be the youngest daughter of the Yang family, Yang Jinhua, and now she is Lu Sen's legal wife, Lu Yang."
"Oh, you've seen her?"
"Five years ago, I went to the Yang family to pay my respects to Old Lady She and met the young lady from the Yang family. She was indeed very heroic and had much of her mother's charm."
Mei Zang Su'er laughed when she heard this: "I have also heard about how Mu Guiying took command in times of crisis and defeated the Khitan. But at that time, the Yang family still had some talented people, and if they gathered together, they could have formed more than a dozen generals. Now I heard that apart from that old man, the Yang family only has Mu Guiying and a pair of children. What can they do? Can Mu Guiying use herself as if she were five or six people?"
In the era of cold weapons, the role of generals was very important.
Leading troops and enforcing discipline, executing military strategies, and engaging the enemy are all carried out by generals.
Good, the more powerful generals you have, the more tactics you can deploy. Otherwise... you can only fight foolishly.
This is also the reason why Mei Zang Su'er is not very afraid of Di Qing and Mu Guiying.
The great victory not long ago directly resulted in the loss of at least one-third of the Song army's generals.
The Song army's current tactical execution is simply not at the same level as before.
Therefore, Mei Zang Su'er was also very puzzled as to why the Song army, which had clearly had a great advantage and had surrounded Xingqing Prefecture, suddenly adopted such an idiotic formation and marching route, allowing him to seize the opportunity and launch a counterattack, switching the offense and defense.
The surrendered generals next to him flattered him loudly, saying that Zang Su'er was wise and brave, his martial arts was like the reincarnation of Xiang Yu, and his military strategy was comparable to that of Bai Qi.
This made Mei Zang Su'er very happy, and the depression caused by Fang Qing's death in the battle was also gone.
Anyway, the dead were surrendered generals, not our own people, so I don't feel sad at all.
He thought for a while and asked, "Is there anyone willing to challenge the generals of the Song army again and force them to come out and fight us?"
Mei Zang Su'er thought that since she had many generals on her side, including the surrendered generals and the generals of Western Xia, there were at least thirty good fighters.
He didn't believe that there were still so many generals on the Song army's side.
Even if the loss is two to one, we are still the winner.
If the enemy general is unwilling to fight, that's even better...if you don't respond to being challenged, your morale will be greatly reduced.
This time, he didn't hide Su'er, it was a win-win situation, he won twice!
Winning numb!
