Volume 4 Chapter 69: Leaning on the River (Part 2)
On the eighth day of April, the Song army marched more than sixty miles along the river before they stopped calmly. At this time, they were only about forty miles away from Xingqing Prefecture in a straight line. Even if they went down the river and then turned around, the distance was only more than fifty miles... In any case, no matter how they calculated, the Song army could rest for a night tomorrow night and officially launch an attack on Xingqing Prefecture the day after tomorrow, which was the tenth day of April.
This is two days earlier than the original schedule, and under the current situation, two days may very well be the difference that determines the life or death of a country.
At the same time, the main infantry and cavalry of the Song army were all intact, as were the baggage and equipment, so there was no loss at all.
To be fair, on that day, Western Xia's King of Liang, Weiming Anhui, did try his best. He ordered a small group of tribal cavalry to continue harassing the enemy and sent sheepskin rafts carrying soldiers to engage in the attack from the river. However, both were defeated by the Song army's more powerful crossbows... The Jurchens, who were known for their heavy armor, were frightened by the Song army's bows and crossbows, let alone the tribal soldiers who were hastily summoned and lacked armor.
Of course, An Hui himself had anticipated this. After yesterday's observation, this veteran Xixia official with rich war experience did not expect this action to have any practical effect. Those people were simply forced to use their lives to harass as much as possible. And this old official of the royal family, who currently has the most military experience in Xixia and whose status is second only to the king, put his mind on two things from the beginning... One is to recruit and gather as many tribes as possible, the more the better; the other is to cross the Song army in advance and come to Jingzhou, which is almost next to the Yellow River, and then forcibly take away the foreign troops and civilians here, lift the defense here, and throw the money in the treasury and the gold in the temple on the road east of Jingzhou.
But unfortunately, the Song army did not go to Jingzhou at all. In the evening, 20,000 to 30,000 main infantry and cavalry of the Song army arrived at the foot of Jingzhou city. Facing the open city gate and the gold and silk shining in the setting sun, no army broke away from the formation. Instead, the entire army passed through the city without entering and continued to move forward.
This made Weiming Anhui's fear reach a peak.
After all, the Tanguts were never a purely nomadic people, and the Western Xia was no longer the same as when Li Yuanhao was alive, where the ruler was the country. Over the past hundred years, the country established by the Tanguts could not resist the strong influence of Han culture. The official system basically began to imitate the Song Dynasty. Han rituals gradually overwhelmed the Tibetan rituals forcibly established at the founding of the country, and Confucianism became a prominent school of thought. Although the language, customs and military system with quite ethnic characteristics were still retained, the main culture gradually tended towards the Han system.
Various cultural nourishments, coupled with the richness of the Yinchuan Plain, allowed the country to gradually form its own core agricultural area, so a solid concept of the capital was eventually formed - Li Qianshun had not left Xingqing Prefecture for many years.
Weiming An Hui certainly could not explain these truths, and the Song army that abandoned Jingzhou and did not enter might not be able to explain them either, but they all understood them in their hearts on another level!
They knew very well that the foundation of Western Xia was in the Xitao area between the Helan Mountains and the Yellow River, which was the Xingling land, and the heart of this place was Xingqing Prefecture... If this city was captured, no one would dare to say that Western Xia would perish, but this country would definitely be in shock immediately!
In a word, the gains and losses of Xingqing Prefecture have already had enough significance.
To this end, Weiming Anhui did not hesitate to leave Jingzhou, one of his important cities, as bait in an attempt to slightly hinder the pace of the Song army. The senior officers of the Song army did not hesitate to kill many soldiers and low-ranking officers who tried to take advantage of the situation on the battlefield, and they had to march all the way north to try to ensure that they could launch an attack on Xingqing Prefecture the next day.
In any case, the Xixia people failed again in this delaying operation.
"King Liang did the right thing."
In a field ten miles northwest of Jingzhou City, surrounded by several golden-armored warriors and tribal leaders, and accompanied by the rumbling of drums in the distance, a Dangxiang nobleman wearing a golden crown sitting by the bonfire listened to the report, raised his wrinkled face, and sighed. It was Li Qianshun, the nearly fifty-year-old Xixia lord. "If I were here, I would also use Jingzhou as bait."
On the other side of the campfire, several local officials and tribal chiefs of Jingzhou visibly dimmed their expressions and disappeared directly into the twilight. The gray-haired Weiming Anhui sat beside them, but the uneasiness in his heart did not diminish at all when he heard the words.
After hesitating for a while, he directly skipped the Jingzhou question and asked the key question:
"Your Majesty, if you don't stop us tomorrow, the Song army can set up camp on the river bank east of Xingqing Prefecture. It's only more than 20 miles away from Xingqing Prefecture and more than 10 miles away from the palace outside the city..."
"That's why I came to see King Liang in person." Li Qianshun's brows were still furrowed. "King Liang, I have been restless for the past three days, and I have been thinking again and again. Do you think that the light cavalry we have can defend the city? Isn't it self-defeating for a large number of light cavalry to defend the city instead of going to the field to fight?"
"I thought so too..." King Liang sighed, then responded seriously, but it was obvious that he was hesitant to speak.
"Today's situation is all due to my incompetence and stupidity. It has nothing to do with you. As long as you can hold on, any words are honest." Li Qianshun didn't even look at Weiming Anhui. He knew what the other party intended to say just by listening to the voice, but he urged directly. "If King Liang has anything useful to say, please speak quickly."
"Your Majesty," Weiming Anhui said with difficulty. "Xingqing Prefecture has been renovated and expanded many times, but none of them were done when I was the Grand Tutor more than a decade ago... At that time, the country was rarely stable, Your Majesty promoted Confucianism and Han rituals, and I expanded Xingqing Prefecture and built water conservancy projects... I am not trying to show off my achievements, but I am thinking that I personally built Xingqing Prefecture, but I knew long ago that the city had too many flaws!"
"How could I not know?" Li Qianshun nodded slightly. "I personally ordered you to build a large temple in the north of the city and a spacious palace in the east of the city. These two places can only serve as siege steps for the Song army... But who would have thought that the Song army would come here? Since the founding of the country, Xingqing Prefecture has probably never been touched by anyone. The 100 years of peace are not false at all."
Having said this, the two old men, one almost fifty and the other almost sixty, who were also the two most powerful people in the heart of Western Xia, sat in silence for a moment beside the campfire.
It is said that Weiming An Hui was slightly older, and Li Qianshun was slightly younger, with a difference of about ten years. An Hui was one generation older than Li Qianshun, but their political and military experiences basically overlapped... In other words, this pair of monarch and minister had experienced too many things together.
Since Xiao Liang attacked Song, Weiming An Hui began to emerge and gained certain military power. After the Khitans poisoned Xiao Liang, Li Qianshun trembled and cried to the Khitan princess to be his queen, but failed. He could only make An Hui the Shangfu, Tai Shi and the leader of the Privy Council. As a minister of the royal family, An Hui became the head of all officials and a minister in charge of military power in the early period of Li Qianshun's reign.
Later, Li Qianshun asked for the Khitan princess, defeated the Song people militarily, and negotiated peace with the Song Dynasty, which stabilized the country. From then on, his position became increasingly stable, and the Shangfu, who was only ten years older than the king, was gradually reduced in power. Many years ago, Li Qianshun successfully replaced the other party with his adult brother Weiming Chage to control the army, and this person was completely idle... The so-called East Asian monarch and minister drama, in fact, they both have one... But today, the Song army suddenly stabbed a knife in the belly, and there was no famous general available, so they hastily used such an old minister.
However, these old grudges will not affect their sincere cooperation and tacit understanding at all, because they both understand that the Great Baigao Kingdom has really reached the most dangerous moment.
After thinking for a while, Wei Ming An Hui finally broke the silence: "Your Majesty, what I mean is that defending the city is not as good as fighting in the wild. After all, we have to give it a try in the wild."
Li Qianshun's spirits lifted, this was the sentence he had been waiting for... At this time, bringing all the troops into Xingqing Prefecture was one thing, and desperately blocking the enemy outside the city was another... Li Qianshun himself had actually calculated the military and political accounts very clearly, otherwise he would not have come here in person, and the words just now had hinted enough, but he needed someone to stand up and give him courage, and tell him and the surrounding tribal leaders that it was the right thing to do.
"I have three reasons." Weiming Anhui, under the gaze of the surrounding golden-armored warriors and some of the remaining tribal leaders, tried his best to speak beside the campfire. "One is what your majesty said before, we are mostly light cavalry, and we have never heard of cavalry abandoning their horses to defend the city; the other is what I just said, Xingqing Prefecture itself is actually not easy to defend... This place is different from Lingzhou. It has been peaceful for a hundred years, and there are too many loopholes; the last one is that our palace, Buddhist temple, and imperial mausoleum are all outside the city. The palace is right on the road where the Song army marches. The Great Buddhist Temple in the north of the city is also next to the city wall, and the imperial mausoleum is at the foot of the Helan Mountains in the west... If the Song army attacks, should we burn the palace ourselves or let the Song army burn it? Once it burns, how can we maintain the morale of the army in the city? And the most worrying thing is that the Song army will not only not burn it, but take advantage of the terrain and materials of the palace and temple to attack the city. What should we do then?"
The tribal leaders finally began to speak out.
A moment later, Li Qianshun suddenly stood up, drew his sword in public, and chopped hard at the wooden table that held food and water in front of him beside the campfire... After one cut, he was old and weak after all, so he couldn't cut it in half with one blow. He just stuck the knife into the table and got it stuck... But it was enough.
After all, Li Qianshun has been the ruler of the Great Baigao Kingdom for forty or fifty years. He does not need these things to boost morale. His words and orders are enough.
This knife is just a sign of determination.
"I have made up my mind." After one strike of the sword, Li Qianshun let go and looked around while leaning on the scabbard beside the campfire. "Just as King Liang said, tomorrow we will gather all 100,000 troops and fight the Song people by the river. We will never let the Song people enter Xingqing Prefecture! If any tribe disobeys the military order, I will exterminate their entire clan. There is such a case!"
As soon as these words were spoken, King of Liang, Weiming Anhui, knelt down and kowtowed, saying that he had received the order. The other tribal leaders also knelt down and kowtowed, then stood up and shouted in strange voices, which faintly echoed the strange shouting under the drums in the distance.
The morale of the army was boosted for a while as the emperor of the Great Bai Gao Kingdom, who had been in power for nearly fifty years, came in person and made the decision.
Once the decision was made, everyone dispersed to prepare for tomorrow's battle.
However, Liang Wang Weiming An Hui took a few steps, but was grabbed by Li Qianshun in the dark. The former turned around and saw the latter whispering to him: "Liang Wang!"
"I am here."
"You built Xingqing Mansion." Although there were constant strange cries around him, Li Qianshun lowered his voice again. "You are still the most suitable person to defend the city. Although Xue Yuanli and other Han ministers are loyal, they are useless. The prince and the King of Yue have already returned to the capital... If we cannot stop the Song army tomorrow, and there is no time to talk on the battlefield, you don't have to worry about me, and go directly back to Xingqing Mansion to take charge of the defense. If I can't get there in time, you can arrange everything in the name of the prince. Whether it's a palace or a Buddhist temple, you can demolish it if you want, or burn it if you want. You can use the wealth and goods in it if you want, or reward them if you want, don't worry about it!"
An Hui remained silent for a long time in the twilight before nodding heavily. However, it was too dark here, and only the golden crown on his head could be seen shaking up and down, causing flashes of light.
Let’s not talk about what Weiming Anhui was thinking. On this side, after Li Qianshun delivered this last important order, he turned to a tall tent behind him, and finally put down the serious and intense expression on his face, appearing a little dejected.
Indeed, as the oldest and most experienced ruler among all the countries, Li Qianshun had experienced too many things, some of which were even legendary. Not to mention his relationship with his mother, his father-in-law, his wife and children, just from the current military perspective, the military victories of Xixia against the Song Dynasty were enough to make him proud.
However, even if others didn’t know, how could Li Qianshun himself not know?
Although Xixia had several remarkable military victories and repeatedly sent the Song army into disaster , in fact, the occurrence of these wars itself meant that Xixia was repeatedly pushed to the brink of national destruction by the Song Dynasty from a strategic perspective... If Li Qianshun were to choose, he would rather be a peaceful emperor than face the political and military crises that established his authority as the ruler. Otherwise, how could he ask for peace with the Song Dynasty after winning battles? How could he kowtow to the Liao Dynasty and ask for marriage?
Of course, he was also somewhat lucky. Since he came to power, he had been repeatedly in trouble because the Song Dynasty had built Pingxia City. But suddenly, Jing Kang came, and the noose around his neck was suddenly untied.
Although he lost tens of thousands of elite field troops in Yinshan, it did not prevent him from taking Pingxia City and Dingbian Army, and even taking a small half of Xi'an Prefecture... Moreover, the rulers of the Great Jin Dynasty were once willing to give the land inside the "J" shape of the Yellow River to Western Xia.
What kind of future is this?
At that time, he really thought that Xixia could last another hundred years!
However, now the Song people have fought back and recaptured Pingxia City, and then there is another serious crisis that occurs every eight or ten years.
To be honest, until now, it was not the Song army's surprise attack that made Li Qianshun fall into a state of panic... The Song army's surprise attack was certainly deadly, but the problem was that this fatality came from a purely military surprise attack, from his own tactical misjudgment and the existence of a loophole. In this situation, being seized by a skilled Song army commander could only be said to be inferior to him in skills.
What really shocked Li Qianshun psychologically was the news that the Khitans were advancing rapidly along Hexi a few days ago!
At that time, like many ministers, he had to work very hard to accept the reality that the Dangxiang people were being attacked by both the Han and Khitan peoples.
At that time, Li Qianshun had a certain awareness... This time, the Great Baigao Kingdom was really caught in an unprecedented crisis... However, the subsequent development of the crisis was so rapid and so deadly that it really frightened him.
On the ninth day of April, as soon as the sky was bright, Li Qian got up directly. The Song army, which had been harassed all night, also got up properly. After eating, they continued to go down the river without fail.
Last night the Xixia people changed to noise harassment, but the Song army responded appropriately. They still had the outer layer on duty in armor, while the inner layer covered their ears and slept, and then they took turns... and they also took the initiative to launch a surprise attack in the early hours of the morning, which yielded fruitful results.
After the march began, everything continued to go smoothly, but generals such as Yue Fei, Qu Duan, and Liu Qi had already made preparations... There was no need for clear information brought back by the scouts under Li Shifu in the bloody scout fight. Just on the unobstructed plain, even on the small slopes that these generals happened to pass by on the way, they could notice that the Xixia people had begun to gather large numbers of foreign cavalry and civilian laborers.
The chaos at the scene, with green shoots and smoke, made it impossible to count the exact number of cavalry, but there was no doubt that the other side was gathering as many troops as possible to prepare to stop the Song army.
Of course, considering the distance, this is only natural.
"As long as we can march 40 miles today, we can win this battle." Qu Duan put his hands on the awning, looked around, and turned back to Yue Fei. "But if we can kill a little, it will be much easier to advance to Xingqing Prefecture next time... Jiedu, if the Dangxiang people continue to harass us with light cavalry today, we should allow the cavalry to counterattack further!"
Under the early summer breeze, Yue Fei's expression remained unchanged. He just nodded slightly, and said sparingly, "Okay."
After saying this, the commander-in-chief of the imperial camp's vanguard was about to come down the small slope and lead his troops to continue moving forward with the main army.
At this moment, Hu Hongxiu, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, who was about to leave, suddenly changed color, reined in his horse and shouted, "Jiedu!"
"What's the matter?" Yue Fei turned around and asked.
"It's the White Bull Banner!" Hu Hongxiu pointed to the Xixia army that was beginning to organize in the distance, providing a crucial message. "The Xixia leader is here!"
The soldiers and generals around were all shocked, and then rushed to look. Even Qu Duan couldn't help but stand up on the iron elephant that he had specially changed into today to look... It turned out that the so-called white ox banner was not a banner embroidered with a white ox, but a large banner decorated with white yak hair as the outer edge, with the two words "Daxia" embroidered in the Tangut script in the middle. It has always been a symbol of the king of Western Xia. However, after the two expeditions in his youth that left him with tuberculosis and seven injuries, the king of Western Xia, Li Qianshun, seldom went on expeditions in person again, perhaps due to psychological stress. Therefore, even those who came from the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty had not seen this banner for many years.
Coming back to the present, the white yak hair was really eye-catching. When the generals looked over, they saw that there was indeed such a big banner appearing and disappearing in the distance. It seemed that the King of Western Xia had indeed come in person, and there was a commotion for a while.
Only Yue Fei was slightly startled, and then turned around and headed north: "Don't worry about him, the key point today is to march forward."
The personal guards behind him also hurriedly held up the banner of loyalty to the country and headed north.
Under Qu Hu, everyone had a serious expression and followed the leader, but they couldn't help but look at the white bull banner...
Just like that, at noon, the attack finally began. Still, several groups of unarmored foreign cavalry arrived first, but it was obviously a test. Moreover, with previous experience, these cavalry simply stopped at the first try. Yue Fei still let the entire army maintain the state of the previous two days. He still only let the outermost layer of soldiers wear armor, and then replaced them in turn, and the entire army continued to move forward steadily.
However, after two rounds of attempts, in the afternoon, when the sun was setting slightly, the Song army could see with the naked eye that countless Western Xia cavalry and infantry began to swarm in and appear in the fields within their field of vision.
Many of the cavalrymen were obviously wearing ill-fitting leather armor, and there were even some cavalrymen in dazzling armor moving back and forth in the formation. The so-called infantry were still armed with a single bow and a spear, no different from ordinary civilians. This was a typical attire of the Xixia Zhuanglinglang (non-Dangxiang cannon fodder troops, mostly Han people, but military merits were allowed to be counted), but it was obvious that most of them were Dangxiang people... and the number of the three together was a bit too much, and they almost instantly trampled the green crops in the field flat.
Relatively speaking, the Song army's formation was obviously slightly deformed by the pressure from a distance, forcing the marching commanders of each unit to give orders to readjust.
"Jiedu..." Hu Hongxiu was a little panicked. "Should we let the whole army put on armor first?"
"No hurry." Yue Fei took a glance and gave a solemn order. "Wait for them to come first... The key is not to stop... Once the army stops, they will succeed."
Of course, all the generals knew this truth, but few of them responded, and the tension was already very obvious.
At the same time, under the white bull banner, the Liang Wang Weiming Anhui, who was wearing a golden crown, also turned his head to look at the king who was wearing a slightly taller golden crown beside him: "More than 40 clan accounts, about 20,000 light cavalry, 20000 to 3000 Xingqing armored cavalry, more than 1,000 infantry, 40,000 to 50,000... 40,000 to 50,000 to attack your son... Does the king have any other instructions?"
"Yes." Li Qianshun responded in a low voice. "Most of these armored cavalry are private soldiers of the nobles in Xingqing Prefecture, so they have the money to buy good horses. Their family mansions are in Xingqing Prefecture. Even if they dismount to defend the city, they will definitely work hard. And even if they are defeated, they will go to Xingqing Prefecture on their own. But those more than a thousand infantrymen are mostly armored warriors from the tribes under the Helan Mountains... Once they fail, they will definitely scatter."
"I understand!" Weiming Anhui did not hide his true intention. "Of course, everyone will fight hard in this battle, but we also need to sort out the priorities. If Zhuang Linglang can get a little success, we can let Bu Bazi follow Zhuang Linglang and join the battle first!"
Li Qianshun nodded slightly, and the next moment, as Weiming An Hui jumped out on his horse and waved his hands heavily, flags everywhere fluttered and drums rumbled, but armored cavalry came out first to supervise the battle, and then, unlike the previous two days, this time, an astonishing number of Zhuang Linglang came out first!
These young men shouted and screamed, some were bareheaded, some barely wore a tattered felt hat, and most only had an inappropriate tattered jacket, but they rushed forward with bows and launched a tidal attack on the Song army. Often after shooting, they would turn to spears and charge into hand-to-hand combat.
Correspondingly, as early as when the soldiers were shooting arrows, the Song army had already been hit by crossbow arrows, causing countless casualties. However, with the blessing of numbers, these unarmored single-soldier Dangxiang people still rushed forward and swarmed to the front of the Song army, engaging with the Song army infantry formation... It must be admitted that this was the first time that the Song army infantry had engaged in large-scale close combat with the enemy since .
"Armor all the troops!"
Looking at the dense crowds of people, Yue Fei, who was still marching under the banner, finally gave an order, but at the same time he did not forget to continue to emphasize. "The civilians should slow down, the armored cavalry should slow down, and the whole army should keep moving forward no matter how slow it is!"
On one side, Qu Duan and Hu Hongxiu were both silent. Even though the entire army was frightened by the momentum of the Dangxiang gangs, no senior officer raised any objection.
This is because anyone with some military experience, especially those who have served in the Western Army, understands that the so-called Zhuang Linglang army, whether it is the Han or the Dangxiang people, is essentially cannon fodder, that is, consumables. Generally speaking, they have only three roles. One is to gamble that this wave of charge can shake the formation, forcing the other side to mobilize and form a flaw; the other is to actively find the flaws in the opponent's army formation through such large-scale contact; and the last one needs no explanation, everyone knows that it is to consume arrows and blunt swords.
No matter how sharp a knife is, it can only cut a few times against human bones. Once an arrow has penetrated the flesh, there is no need to think about using it again.
When facing this kind of offensive from an army like this, the first thing to do is to stabilize the formation, rather than being dispatched by them. Once you stabilize and hold on, these people will suddenly collapse on their own due to casualties.
However, I don't know if it's because the King of Western Xia is behind him, or if there are too many of them, but this wave of attacks seems to be particularly durable.
Although the well-organized array of the Song army formed concave formations in various places and relied on military discipline, armor, equipment, and formations to cause heavy casualties, it still allowed the Dangxiang people to further crash into the crossbow formation.
Fortunately, even the outer crossbowmen were wearing armor, which meant that there were not too many casualties in the crossbow formation. But there is no doubt that this greatly reduced the killing efficiency of the Song army, and seriously hindered the speed at which the Song army troops in the rear could put on armor, which directly affected the advance of the army.
At this moment, I don't know if I feel like I have glimpsed a glimpse of possibility. Within my field of vision, there are already a small number of Xixia infantry soldiers, the so-called Bubazi, who are ready to break into the army formation under the cover of these young men.
"Let the sword and shield soldiers put on armor and leave the spear formation to attack." Yue Fei looked at the dense Tangut cannon fodder soldiers and finally frowned. "But they are not allowed to go out to pursue! They are only allowed to help the archers to clear the surrounding bumps and prevent the Xixia people from entering the battle! The big flag follows me, no matter how slow it is, we must move forward step by step."
When the military order was passed down, some of the sword and shield soldiers who were originally prepared for the current situation immediately attacked... These soldiers with armor and sharp blades faced the unarmored but chaotic Xixia infantrymen in a dense formation, which was simply a massacre.
It can be imagined that as more and more armored sword and shield men attack, the offensive of the Zhuangling brothers will eventually collapse, and the marching speed of the Song army will quickly recover, but before that, the bloody massacre will not stop... In fact, even the Zhuangling brothers of the Dangxiang tribe themselves were so bloodthirsty that they lost their minds... During the attack of the sword and shield men, small groups of Dangxiang infantrymen everywhere seized the gaps in the formation, successfully crossed the defense line, and poured into the army formation, but they were greeted inside by dense Song army armored cavalry, foreign cavalry, as well as lances and bows.
If they rush in, their hope of survival will be almost zero, but they still rush in.
However, in the chaos of war, anything can happen, especially when the base number is large, miracles are bound to happen.
Perhaps because the armored cavalry had been ordered to stay in the formation for several days, they were inevitably a little excited at this time. Therefore, facing a surge of Dangxiang warriors, the armored cavalry actually allowed a short Dangxiang man wearing a felt hat to miraculously cross the defense line.
Half of this man's body was covered in someone's blood. He waved his spear continuously and rushed towards the moving four-character flag with all his might. He was baring his fangs and claws, shouting and screaming, like a madman.
However, considering the man's equipment and size, it was more comical than terrifying.
There was no need for Yue Fei to say anything, and he didn't even look at this man. There was no need for Qu Duan and Hu Hongxiu to say anything, as a prepared general led several riders to meet him, ready to kill him with one shot.
Then a miracle happened again. The highly skilled and battle-hardened cavalryman from the Imperial Camp was about to approach and stab the enemy with his spear, but his instinct froze. The short Tangut man escaped from his spear and continued to rush towards Yue Fei's flag with strange cries.
He was ready to come to his senses and catch up immediately, but Qu Duan was already furious. He actually took off his mask and rode the Iron Elephant over himself... It is said that the Iron Elephant is a famous cavalryman known throughout the country, and Qu Duan has been in the army for twenty years. Although he could not even beat Wu Jie, he was strong enough. So at this time, he was in a dominant position, wearing heavy armor and carrying a spear, with an iron face, looking very majestic. Facing the short Dangxiang boy in front of him, it was like a ghost facing an ant... In fact, the man was coming towards him and was completely panicked when he saw this, but he finally came to his senses, then turned around and fled in panic.
But how could there still be a chance?
He was ready to shoot the man in the face and kill him easily, then dismounted, took off his tattered felt hat, cut off his head, and bowed before Tiexiang to present it, claiming his guilt.
However, Qu Duan was stunned for a moment when he looked at the head, but he did not pursue the mistake of his subordinate at all. Instead, he turned his horse around without saying a word and returned to the central army flag which was still moving slowly.
"Why don't you enforce military discipline?"
Yue Fei frowned and spoke.
"There's nothing to say." Qu Duan took off his mask, looking casual. "It's a crazy Dangxiang woman, an old crazy woman, with all her hair turned white... Jiedu, the Xixia people are at the end of their rope!"
Yue Fei was finally stunned, then he reined in his horse and took a serious look at the white-haired head. At the same time, the big banner of loyalty to the country behind him finally stopped.
This was the first time that the Song army commander's banner had stopped since he saw the white-haired banner today.
However, it only paused for a moment, and after a while, the flag continued to move northward.
Not only that, as the Song army stabilized its formation and large numbers of infantry were deployed across the board, casualties continued to be inflicted everywhere. After leaving behind thousands of corpses, tens of thousands of Dangxiang warriors suddenly dispersed, just as all those who knew about military affairs had expected.
The Dangxiang cavalry on the periphery could barely contain half of the people in front of them, and the rest were too lazy to stop them.
Of course, the Song army, which strictly abided by military discipline, did not chase them out. Under the supervision of their respective marching commanders, they immediately adjusted their formation, restored their previous marching formation, and continued to march northward.
"Uncle." Seeing that the Song army not only did not chase them out, but continued to move forward, with scattered soldiers all over the mountains, Li Qianshun obviously lost his patience and changed his address on the spot. "Have you seen any flaws in the Song army? We must make them stop!"
"There is a place that I don't know if it can be considered a flaw, but it must be the weakest point of the Song army!" Weiming Anhui grabbed the reins and turned his head to face him sternly. "Put away your son, this time, go all out, I will personally lead the team to that place."
"I will lend the White Bull Banner to you, Master!" Li Qianshun heard this without hesitation. " I'll leave today's matter to you, Master!"
The white-haired Weiming Anhui nodded, and without saying a word he reined his horse forward. The armored cavalry officers and tribal leaders who could hear it clearly followed him, and dozens of golden-armored warriors also escorted the white ox banner and followed.
Looking at the King of Liang going away, Li Qianshun, who was standing on horseback in the green seedling field, gradually felt hot... At the same time, the Song army also noticed that the Western Xia army was reorganizing, but it was not surprising, because the Jinshi who followed the army yesterday conveyed the news to every soldier on behalf of the officers. Everyone knew that the Western Xia people would definitely try their best to stop them, and now, they just smashed out and hit your son.
Therefore, today's war, in a sense, has just begun.
