Chapter 512: The Knight's Journey
"Are you the commander-in-chief of the Daqian reinforcements?" asked Solang Wangdui.
"That's right!" Jia Cong nodded. "I won't bully you. You can all come together, or I can let you go back and rest, and then I'll fight you later!"
It's true that there's no mercy on the battlefield, but as the commander-in-chief, Jia Cong would be ashamed if he took advantage of someone's misfortune. Sometimes, it's better to lose one's life than to lose the commander's dignity.
"Hahaha, let alone you, even if all of you come together, how can this commander be afraid? Since you are the commander of Daqian, then I will capture you and take credit for it!"
After saying that, he swung the hammer and attacked Jia Cong.
Jia Cong sneered, without dodging or evading, he fired his spear which collided directly with the iron hammer in Suolang Wangdui's hand.
"boom!"
Suolang Wangdui only felt that his hammer hit the mountain, his palm went numb, and the hammer was shattered in an instant. The next moment, Jia Cong swept across, and Suolang Wangdui's figure was directly knocked off the warhorse by the spear and flew a dozen feet away.
The previous battle between Suolang Wangdui and Jiang Zining took nearly half an hour to decide the winner, but he could not even last a single round in the fight with Jia Cong and was defeated. Such a horrifying scene made all the soldiers on both sides hold their breath in an instant!
A moment later, the Daqian soldiers, whose morale was low due to Jiang Zining's defeat, suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
"kill!"
Seeing this situation, how could Sambuza dare to send his generals to their deaths? Even if Suolang Wangdui wasn't the strongest among the generals, he was definitely rarely matched. Even though he had fought a battle, he was not someone who could be defeated by anyone. However, Suolang Wangdui was defeated in an instant. How long could the others hold out?
Therefore, he directly ordered the army and generals to advance and try to take Solang Wangdui back.
But Daqian's soldiers were not just for show. The cavalry on both wings, which had been ready for action, moved forward, and the infantry formation in the middle also moved forward. Both sides fought in a melee and suffered losses. However, the unlucky Suolang Wangdui was captured by Daqian under the "protection" of Jia Cong.
Although it was not a great victory, the enemy's general was captured, so the morale of the Daqian side was high. The soldiers of the southern border tribes did not dare to fight again and immediately announced a ceasefire.
When Jia Cong returned to the central military tent, he saw Jiang Zining, with a pale face, coming towards him supported by Xie Jing.
Kneeling on one knee, Jiang Zining said guiltily, "General, I have failed. Please punish me!"
Jia Cong stepped forward and helped him up. "Victory and defeat are common, how can you apologize? Go and recuperate first. I will need your help later!"
Jiang Zining nodded, and then left with the help of Xie Jing.
When they entered the big tent, all the other generals stood up to congratulate them. Although Jiang Zining's defeat had caused Daqian to lose face, Jia Cong not only regained the face, but also captured Suolang Wangdui alive. In any case, their side did not suffer a loss.
He waved his hand and stepped forward to sit in the first seat. "Today we had a scuffle, and both sides have suffered injuries . I think tomorrow the other side will not dare to fight again, and will definitely set up a battle array!"
All the generals laughed out loud, "With the commander here, who on the other side would dare to fight?"
Jia Cong stopped everyone from talking, and then continued, "Tomorrow's battle will still be led by Lu Feng and Teng Wu, each leading 5,000 cavalry on the two wings. As for the main formation..."
"General, I, Meng Hua, would like to fight!" A middle-aged man stood up and asked for the order!
This Meng Hua was none other than the son of Duke Meng Zong of Qing, and the commander of the Northern Camp! Although both the Northern Camp and Qi Jianhui's Western Camp had transferred their elite troops to Jia Cong's command, Jia Cong had no doubt that Meng Hua and his men, as commanders, would serve under him . After all, both Meng Hua and Qi Jianhui were men of illustrious military prowess, and both were descendants of the Yuanping lineage. How could they serve as lieutenant generals in his army?
But what surprised him was that Emperor Longxing still put Meng Hua in the army. During the march, including several previous battles, Meng Hua did not fight or compete, and always carried out Jia Cong's orders without hesitation.
When Meng Hua spoke, all the people from the founding lineage stood up immediately!
Jia Cong thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow's battle, Meng Hua will be the main general and Guan Jin will be the deputy general!"
"I obey your command!" they both responded.
…
In a separate tent of the rear army, Miaoyu held a wolf hair brush and painted on the rice paper!
A female guard came in and said, "Miss, it's late, take a rest!"
Miaoyu did not respond until she had finally put pen to paper. Then she stood up, read the words on the rice paper, handed it to the female guard, and said, "Hang it in our tent!"
The female guard took it and examined it, muttering to herself, "The Zhao guest's hair is covered with tassels, his Wu hook is gleaming with frost and snow, his silver saddle shines on his white horse, and he gallops like a shooting star. He kills one man every ten steps, and leaves no trace for a thousand miles. When his work is done, he leaves, concealing his identity and his name..."
"Young lady, this poem is very similar to today's Champion Marquis!" the female guard said. "Although I knew before that the Champion Marquis was extraordinary, I only realized today how powerful he is. He is truly worthy of the title of Bravest of the Three Armies!"
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On the second day, the drums of war sounded again. Meng Hua and his comrades led 10,000 soldiers out of the camp, with Lu Feng and his comrades leading the cavalry on both wings. In the rear, Jia Cong and his generals led another 10,000 to 20,000 soldiers to support the battle.
The military formation of the Daqian side is the most conventional and the one that Meng Hua is best at.
The shield soldiers are in front, followed by the spearmen, then the archers, and the cavalry are cruising on both wings!
The opponent's lineup is similar to that of Daqian, except that there are more swordsmen.
As the sound of war drums rang out, the commanders of both sides gave orders, flags waved, and the huge army formation pressed towards each other like a tide.
First, there was a hail of arrows, but both sides had shield soldiers for defense, so the damage was not great. Moreover, after two or three rounds of arrow rain, the two formations were already close to each other.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the two torrents collided with each other. The shield soldier in the front used all his strength to resist the opponent's squeeze and attack. The two soldiers behind him held up the ten and a half feet long spear and stabbed forward fiercely along the gap in the shield.
In a battle like this, it's a test of will and courage, no room for fancy moves! Even if a comrade dies, there's no time for grief or fear. Soldiers march forward, forward, forward like machines, fighting to the death.
The wrestling and collision between the two sides lasted for nearly two quarters of an hour. Meng Hua suddenly gave the order to the left and right wings to charge.
Almost at the same time, the enemy's lineup suddenly changed. The huge phalanx was divided into small . The phalanxes were surrounded by shield soldiers, including spearmen and swordsmen.
Daqian's vanguard troops were trapped almost instantly. Meng Hua, who was in charge of the central army, changed his expression slightly. The speed and formation of the enemy's changes made him feel the opponent's strength!
