Yi Song

Chapter 237 Battle of Yanzhou II

The two armies continued to confront each other.

At noon, the sun was so strong that it made people's eyes black and their brains dizzy. No matter what, the men and horses on both sides did not dare to move. The soldiers gritted their teeth and persisted under the stern orders of the officers.

Those brave men wearing iron armor became the hardest workers. Iron armor, cloth shirts, several layers inside and outside, airtight, it's like being stuffed in an iron can.

The sun outside was shining directly, like a pile of firewood roasting around it, and the heat made the people inside sweat. Later, it seemed as if the sweat had been boiled, and the whole person was soaked in boiling water, almost cooked.

After noon, the Song Army's military formation suddenly changed. Groups of soldiers passed through the gaps in the formation and changed positions with the soldiers who had been standing all morning. The soldiers in the back who were recharging their energy replaced the tired soldiers in front.

Song Jun was very patient and changed people one square at a time, which made Brother Richard very angry and confused.

Angry that Song Jun was not a man of his own accord and actually asked the soldiers to change defenses in front of him. Changing the military formation is the most likely to cause chaos. If our side takes the opportunity to launch an attack, we may be able to defeat the Song army in one fell swoop.

Are you brave and talented, or do you not take me seriously?

The entanglement was that he wanted to order an attack, but the cavalry of the Song Army and the Tibetan tribe who did not know where they were hiding asked him to throw a rat weapon.

"Your Majesty, is it possible that the Song Army could be completely transformed in just half a year?" A general said unwillingly.

"Your Majesty, the retreating Song army is like a pile of mud. It cannot hold up the wall. It is also like a piece of porcelain that will break when touched. Let's follow him and bite him hard."

There was silence on the tower.

Brother Richard raised his head, and an eagle spread its wings and flew in the sky, elegant and calm, arrogant to all things.

The strong wind blew on my face, which hurt a little. The sun was shining on my body, making it a little hot. Time was blown away little by little, and the spirit of the two armies was burned away.

Brother Richard's rhetorical question made all the generals look at each other.

These hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses are Daxia's last possessions. If they are lost here, Daxia will be doomed. The foundation laid by Emperor Jingzong Wulie was completely destroyed in his own hands.

Could the Song army's change of defense before the formation be a trap to lure the enemy?
Thoughts were swirling back and forth in Brother Richard's mind, winding and twisting more than the nine meanders of the Yellow River. Many times, military orders rushed to his lips and he was about to shout them out, only to hold them back again.

Brother Richard asked politely.

"Our army, horse and foot, has been on guard for a whole day from morning to night. We are exhausted. How can we fight? The retreating Song army is vulnerable. That was the Song army before and the current Song army. Are you sure you can eat them?"

"Last year, who would have dared to think that the Song Army could outflank eight thousand miles, sweep across Henan, and force us into the predicament we are in today? Could the previous Song Army be able to fight such a battle?"

Amidst bursts of golden sounds, nearly 100,000 Song troops, horse and infantry, left in an orderly manner according to order.

The setting sun hung on the eaves of Yanzhou City Tower, and Liu Guozhang issued the order.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"

If he had fought against the Song Army before, he would have ordered an attack without hesitation, looking for the Song Army's loopholes and mistakes during the attack, and like a seasoned hunter, he would seize them without hesitation and deliver a fatal blow.

The other generals looked at Brother Richard expectantly with wolfish eyes.

Time passed by, and more than 200,000 soldiers were separated by four or five miles, like two boundless woods, looking at each other in the mountain breeze and spring day.

But not today.

If you plot against others, they will plot against you.

Otosuke stared with blood-red eyes and said angrily.

The hunter on this battlefield today is Liu Erlang.

"Your Majesty, look over there!" Liang Baichuan pointed into the distance and said.

Brother Richard and the generals heard the sound and looked at his fingers.

Most of the Song army had withdrawn, and the battlefield was endless, so empty that it made people feel a little panicked.

On the mountain ridge in the distance, thousands of horsemen slowly walked out. They rode their horses and stood on it, looking here, like a densely packed group of wild wolves, taking another look at their prey before leaving.

Those present were all veterans on the battlefield. Seeing this scene, they naturally understood that the Song Army had been waiting for their own side to take the initiative to attack all day long.

After watching for a while, thousands of riders turned their horses and quickly disappeared between the dim yellow sky and earth.

Brother Richard's veins must have appeared, he was breathing heavily from his nose, he suddenly pulled out the steel knife and slashed hard on the wall.

"Liu Erlang, you've gone too far!"

Brother Richard roared angrily and slashed twenty or thirty times with both hands. He was so crazy that the generals next to him took a step outside involuntarily.

Yes, Brother Richard has been in the military for more than ten years and has never suffered such a loss. He was stared at like a prey for a whole day, but he didn't dare to attack!
So frustrating!

With a clang, the steel knife broke, and the rammed earth wall was scarred with cuts, and a cloud of dust rose up. Brother Richard threw away the broken knife, stepped on the wall with both hands, and stared fiercely into the distance.

"Somebody come!"

"exist!"

"Send all the spies out, I must know what the hell the Song Army is doing!"

"Yes!"

Riding a horse, following the large group of people back to Mingsha Town, Zhang Meng glanced at Liu Guozhang and muttered.

"I've been standing all day for nothing, and my legs are numb."

"Big Eye, I didn't stand in vain today. I'm 60% sure of this battle." Liu Guozhang said with a smile.

"Ah, brother Erlang, how did you tell?"

"Brother Richard is timid, he is afraid of losing!"

"Afraid of losing?" Zhang Meng rolled his eyes, "If you're afraid of losing, just restrain yourself and look forward and backward."

"Yes. In the decisive battle, the most fearful thing is to look forward and backward."

Back in the tent, Liu Guozhang took off his armor, changed into a pair of light clothes, washed his face, drank two pots of tea and six cakes in one breath, burped deeply, and then sat down on the chair with satisfaction. .

"Brother Erlang!" Zhang Meng ran in excitedly.

"what happened?"

"The staff office reported that Xia Jun went crazy and sent countless spies everywhere. In the Tabai camp, the horse exploration teams and the life-catching teams of each brigade were all crazy and fighting everywhere. In less than half an hour, all the spies were active. Hundreds of Xia army spies were captured everywhere."

"Brother Richard is indeed timid. He is eager to know the situation of our army and what medicines I sell in the gourd array." Liu Guozhang smiled, "Big eyes."

"exist!"

"Send the order! Extra dinner tonight, slaughter cattle and sheep!"

"Killing cows and sheep?"

"Yes, the Red Tiger Cavalry brought hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep from various tribes in Henan. They took out 200 cattle and 2,000 sheep and slaughtered them. They asked the cooks to cook the cattle and sheep until they were fragrant. I'm here If you can’t smell the aroma in the Chinese army’s tent, whip them with a whip!”

"Yes!"

At night, in Yanzhou City, Brother Richard and the generals listened to the spies' reports.

"Killing cows and sheep?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Song army is killing cattle and sheep, then roasting them, boiling them, and adding a lot of spices. I can smell the aroma from ten miles away."

The spy leader swallowed his saliva and said.

It would be good for everyone in the Xia army to eat and drink. Don't think about eating cattle, sheep and tooth-beating sacrifices - most of the soldiers and low-level officers were already living a miserable life. Cows and sheep can only get a share when they win a big battle, or when the king of the country celebrates his birthday, or when a nobleman gets married and has children, etc.

So they were also very greedy, and many spies wished they could go over there right then and there to get some delicious food first.

"What are Liu Erlang doing?" Li Gongren muttered.

"Let's show off how much food and grass he has." Otosuke said angrily.

Brother Richard remained silent and turned to look at Xiao Heda, "Prince Xiao, what do you think Song Jun means?"

"Liu Erlang is as cunning as a fox and difficult to figure out. But the Song army is not short of food and grass, so it must be true. The Qinchuan River in Guanzhong is 800 miles away, and it is extremely rich.

The Red Tiger Cavalry crossed the river from the Heqing Army and swept across Luotuo River, Dijinze and other places in Hebei and Henan. They swept away tens of thousands of tribesmen and hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep. "

Brother Richard nodded and turned to Liang Baichuan.

"Baichuan, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty, Liu Erlang may be trying to wake up your Majesty. He is not short of food. If the stalemate continues, it will be us who suffer. When the food runs out, we will still be completely defeated. It is better to fight with real swords and guns on the battlefield and win decisively. Negative, also determines life and death!"

Brother Richard was silent for a while and sighed: "Liu Erlang is as cunning as a fox and as fierce as a tiger. He traps us to death, but he is more willing to defeat us on the battlefield."

As he spoke, his eyes became sharper and firmer, "Okay! Then we will decide not only the outcome, but also life and death!"

(End of this chapter)