Back to the Song Dynasty as a tyrant

Yue Yun was dressed in silver armor and looked heroic.

As soon as he appeared, the assembled troops became faster, and countless people stared at this young and promising general with admiration.

The team in front slowly lined up, forming twenty square formations, and the flags fluttered in the air with a magnificent momentum.

A scout team rushed quickly from the flank of the phalanx.

The leader was Tang Qingyan, the commander of the scouting team. He came to Yue Yun and said, "Yingguan, the Jin army is here. They are divided into three groups. The total strength of the middle road is tens of thousands. The left and right roads are ten miles away from the middle road. There are cavalry in the three routes, the most in the middle route, and the number of iron stupas is uncertain."

Yue Yun asked: "Can you confirm whether Jin Wushu is in the Chinese army?"

"unconfirmed."

"Send the information to Yue Shuai."

"Yes."

Yue Yun raised his head and looked forward. There were countless footsteps in front of him. It was the approaching Jin Army.

Soon the intelligence proved that the forward of the Jin army was speeding up and advancing towards this side.

The striker this time is different from the cavalry in the previous two days.

This time the number of strikers far exceeded those of the previous two days, and they were equipped with heavy infantry.

If it is just a simple cavalry, the combat method will be very single, mainly based on harassment and impact, and it will not last for too long, let alone fight positional warfare.

But once the cavalry cooperates, it is completely different.

Infantry can not only use artillery, bows and arrows, but also fight against the opponent's camp. One's own side can also accumulate a large number of obstacles or dig trenches on the vast battlefield, or use bullock carts and burn fire oil to attack.

Yue Yun didn't act immediately, because the situation of the battle was obviously expanding, which might involve a confrontation at the level of the two sides' coaches.

Yue Yun's vanguard battalion was only a part of the Song army, and according to Yue Fei's overall control tactics, he would not be allowed to attack rashly.

I can still vividly remember the punishment for raiding the Kled people back then.

The Song army laid down fences in front of the army, and set up artillery behind it, attacking and defending as one.

At the same time, the engineer battalion erected a large fence on both sides of the infantry.

At first, it was the golden army's multiple batches of scouts who moved back and forth, mainly to spy on the Song army's defense.

They quickly arrived at the flank, but did not find a suitable breakthrough point on the flank, so they outflanked the past in a highly maneuverable situation.

Chapter 1439 The main battle (second update)

The number of fences on the side and rear has been significantly reduced, at least the distance between them has been expanded. Although the infantry defense there is tight in formation, it is not so impenetrable to the outside.

In fact, there are many places on the flanks and front that cannot be piled up with fences.

After all, it is unrealistic to enclose an army of [-] people in a short period of time with fences.

Even so, the Lord General would not do that.

While the defense is airtight, it will also limit the chances of taking the initiative to attack.

After the Jin army made a common-sense cavalry and shooting attack from the side and rear, they retreated one after another.

Until noon, neither side officially fought.

"Still haven't found Jin Wushu's whereabouts?" Xue Yan asked Tang Qingyan.

"Forgive me, Marshal. There are too many golden troops. It is said that the main force did not hang the flag of command."

"It's impossible to blame you, Jin Wushu deliberately concealed his whereabouts, you go down and continue to spy." Yue Fei said.

"Yes!"

After Tang Qingyan withdrew, Xue Yan said: "Marshal, Jin Wushu will never join the Jin army who came to Bazhou this way. He must want to hold the Marshal back, and he will personally lead the elite to go south. According to the officials, don't fight with him for the time being." The Jin people fought head-on to avoid a stalemate and unable to quickly return to the Hejian Mansion."

"No, since the Jin people have come, there is no reason to avoid and not fight." Yue Fei said firmly.

"The Golden Wushu..."

"Wait for the situation to change."

At noon, the Song Army in Bazhou City began to leave the city.

The Song army was also divided into three groups, the middle group formed outside the north city gate, and the left and right groups deployed several miles away from the east and west of the city.

At four quarters in the afternoon, the entire army formation of the Song Army was completed.

The Golden Army's third road was lined up north of Bazhou City, stretching at least twenty miles across, and the battlefield space was wide enough, which also left enough room for the cavalry to turn around.

It also leaves room for the various armies to change their targets at any time.

Commanding such a large-scale war requires superb commanding skills.

In the first year of Xuanhe and Jingkang, the Song army collapsed at the first touch. A large part of the reason was that the Song army had lost the ability to fight with large armies.

This kind of coordinated operation of the large army requires extremely high coordination of officers at all levels, which means that it is a big test for the deployment ability of the organization, and it also has extremely high requirements for the dredging of information and the ability to quickly process information.

Like when Zhang Jun commanded the Great Battle of Chang'an back then, he had the determination to be defeated and forcibly arranged all the people to die on the battlefield. There was no coordination of this large army at all.

But now, Song Jun is no longer the Song Jun of the past.

What the Song army needs is not to hold back the Jin army, let alone to die here to consume the Jin army, but to truly defeat the Jin army head-on and eliminate the vitality of the Jin army.

Of course, for Yue Fei, commanding a large army of 3 people is more than enough.

At this time, Yue Fei was in the middle, his handsome flag fluttered in the early spring wind, and the main force of the Chinese army was deployed outside Beicheng.

At the same time, his orders to the forward battalion were also issued.

At four o'clock in the afternoon (two o'clock in the afternoon), the two-winged cavalry of Yue Yun's tribe began to dispatch.

Wearing iron armor and holding long spears, they were as fast as the wind, and soon confronted the kidnapped horse that had been wandering nearby.

The cavalry from both sides attacked suddenly within a radius of ten miles, and for a while, the outcome was hard to tell.

"His Royal Highness, the forward cavalry of the Song Army has already dispatched."

The scouts sent the latest information.

Jin Wushu, who was in the commanding camp of the Chinese Army, asked with concern: "Where is Yue Fei at this time?"

Not long after, another scout came back.

"His Royal Highness, the main force of the Song Army has already left the city. We saw the flag of the Song Army Commander outside the North City."

"Okay!" Jin Wushu was overjoyed, "Yue Fei is indeed in Bazhou, and he is indeed in the battle. Let the forward charge and kill. Whoever dares to take a step back will be shot!"

"Order!"

Not long after, the drums of the Jin army suddenly sounded, and the sound went straight into the sky.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shocking shouts rolled up like a tsunami.

The densely packed vanguard infantry rushed towards Yue Yun's troops like a tide.

"Win the official, the Jin army is here."

"Bombard the artillery battalion." Yue Yun ordered.

"Order!"

The soldiers of the artillery battalion were already ready. After receiving the order, they began to fill the artillery and stuff iron balls into the barrel.

When the forward of the Jin Army reached a distance of 200 meters, the artillery battalion of the Song Army burst into the sky with the sound of artillery.

As pieces of blue smoke rolled up, the iron beads like a torrential rain rushed towards the countless golden soldiers in front.

For a time, the dense wave of Jin Jun was set off, and there was a crowd like a splash.

Those who were hit by the bombardment flew upside down before they could even scream.

The sharp iron balls cut open their skin, split their face bones, pierced their eyeballs, tore their arms apart, and burst into bright red blood flowers.

Finally, they floated twice in the air and landed on the people behind.

Minced meat and brain paste smeared on his face, still hot.

Everything happened so fast that the rest of the people didn't even have time to be afraid, and the cross artillery bombardment struck again.

Those countless sharp and terrifying iron balls rushed towards them like a roaring wave, lifting more people into the air.

Those who are no longer human beings, they seem to be the waves that beat towards the arrangement, and those who are blown away are just the waves that hit the reef, and they are broken in an instant.

What's even more frightening is that the firepower of the Song army was almost continuous.

Finally, when more than 1000 people died, there was a commotion in the crowd, and the people in front started to turn around and run backwards, and those behind who didn't know it collided with those in front.

The forward of the Jin Army fell into chaos.

Panic began to spread on a larger scale, and countless people wailed in pain, were knocked to the ground, tripped, and trampled, and people struggled hard there.

Those who could not break free were piled up in the crowd, their ribs were crushed, their internal organs were crushed, and they were crushed to death in pain.

"Win the official, the striker of the Jin Army has collapsed." Someone said happily.

"The forward of the Jin Army collapsed so quickly, it seems that the power of this fourth-generation artillery should not be underestimated!" Lu Kong, who joined the army, said with emotion.

Everyone also felt that there was artillery, and the battle became easier.

The artillery of the Song army stopped slowly, and the forwards of the Jin army were defeated on a large scale and fled to the rear.

But Yue Yun said: "This is not normal, this is not the golden man I met."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but before they understood what Yue Yun said, the scouts of the Song Army rushed over.

"Report! Winning officer, the one who charged just now was not the striker of the Jin army, but the signing army!"

"Sign the army?" Lu Kong was stunned, and said in surprise, "Isn't that the logistics soldier of the Jinren?"

"Yes." Yue Yun's heart sank, "Not only the logistics soldiers, but also almost the vast majority of the signing troops are Han Chinese. More precisely, they are ordinary Han people, and they are civilian husbands."

"Then the one we killed just now..." Lu Kong's face suddenly changed.

However, things are far from over.

Chapter 1440 War (Part [-])

Those signed troops who retreated in a big defeat encountered the Jin Army's supervisory team after retreating for several miles.

This supervising team is not a professional supervising team, but a real elite army.

In ancient times, the number of supervising teams was generally small, mainly to prevent deserters. This was to avoid the expansion of the influence of deserters.

But at this time, the supervisory team of the Jin Army was acting as the real forward of the Jin Army. They had enough bows, arrows, crossbows, and even artillery in their hands.

They carried out a merciless massacre of those signing troops who were retreating. Countless arrows shot towards the front, piercing the bodies of those signing soldiers.

Countless people fell to the ground.

The crowd who were fleeing backwards were forced to stop and fled in east and west directions.

But the Jinren had already arranged sufficient manpower there, and the rain of arrows fell all over the sky, and the crowd was forced to go back again.

The scene fell into an extremely cruel and absurd tragedy.

This is the reality of a group of people being abandoned in public.

If you have to ask them whether they have the blood of Song people or Jin people in their hands, I am afraid they will say innocently and helplessly: I have been a dutiful farmer since I was born and grew up a little. Robbery, I only know how to bury my head in farming every day, and go to the corvee regularly, and nine out of ten of the crops I planted are handed over to the government, and I keep the last bite for my family to eat. If I get sick, the whole family will collapse.

One day, a group of people came to the village. They put knives on the necks of my parents and children, and asked me to go out with the court, so I came here!

I never do evil, why do you do this to me!

Finally, they knew that there is no necessary connection between never doing evil and dying like a mustard.

But so what?

They fell in sheets, like crops blown by the wind.

The golden army's horn sounded again.

Many people charged again, like a rushing torrent.

They were terrified and at a loss, their faces were blue from the cold, but none of them dared to talk nonsense. Before, those who dared to yell and shouted, even if they talked a little, were dragged out like dogs and had their heads smashed in public.

They quietly followed the large army forward, quickly approaching the previous battlefield.

At this time, about 100 people suddenly ran out of the team and ran back frantically.

But before he could run two steps, he was shot by the oncoming arrows.