Chapter 547: Blood Mist (Part 1)

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"Good guy!"

Wang Shixian twisted his neck and looked to the left to see the back of his head, then turned around and looked to the right to see the back of his head. Everything he could see was filled with smoke and dust, so that even at his position in the middle of the army, sand would fall from the sky from time to time.

To the east of Liangxiang County, it was originally a prosperous and prosperous place close to Zhongdu. In his early years, Wang Shixian worked as a guard for traveling merchants in Anzhou. He once passed through this place and saw with his own eyes the vast tracts of fertile land in the surrounding area and the constant flow of business and travel.

But after the destruction by the Mongols, fertile fields, water canals, villages, and shops were all gone. Even Liangxiang County itself is just a large ruin with more than half of the city walls collapsed, and it is not even enough to serve as a basis for army formations.

In the wilderness where Ding Haijun deployed his formation, there were only a few remnants of field ridges left. Where the Mongolian cavalry trampled their iron hooves, there were large expanses of dry soil and gravel, with only occasional green and yellow weeds and shrubs visible.

The Mongols kept running on these dry soil and gravel, with great patience.

They stirred up smoke and dust all over the sky, and the smoke kept rising around the military formation. It seemed that it was not like smoke, but like some kind of haze that was difficult to blow away, or some kind of huge prehistoric monster surrounding the navy in the center of the cave. , and then swallowed the clouds, trying to engulf everyone.

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The Mongols continued to run under the cover of dust and fog, and their tracks were completely irregular. Sometimes from left to right, sometimes from front to back, sometimes it seems to be going in one direction and then suddenly turns around, sometimes a small group of cavalry merges into a large group of thousands of people, and sometimes the large group suddenly disperses into countless small groups.

Under the smoke and dust, the Dinghai soldiers could no longer see the Mongols clearly, and had to rely on the enemy's hoofbeats and roars to assist their judgment.

Otherwise, you will only find a group of Mongolian knights protruding from the smoke every now and then. Their ferocious, dusty faces are only a few dozen steps away from the military formation. Or maybe there was a hail of arrows falling from the outside, coming from nowhere. Experienced officers would occasionally make misjudgments. Arrows fell several times, but the soldiers failed to raise their shields in time, resulting in additional casualties.

Wang Shixian has been looking at the queues everywhere, and sighs every time he sees such a mistake.

But he couldn't see clearly what was beyond the array further away. At this time, even if you board a command vehicle with a high platform to overlook the battlefield, you still can't see clearly. The view is too obstructed.

What's more, Guo Ning didn't bring a command vehicle with him when he went north this time.

Compared with Wang Shixian, Guo Ning is much calmer. He always believed that if there was a battle after arriving at Zhongdu Road, it would be a big deal. So at this moment, he was ready to charge into the battle in person, fully dressed and sitting upright on his horse.

His posture of reining in the horse was also stable. Only a few close guards could notice that his right hand sometimes tightened the iron bone and sometimes relaxed slightly.

Guo Ning has witnessed too many battles since his childhood, and has personally experienced large-scale battles more than 150 times. So without looking carefully, he knew that the Mongolian harassment did not achieve the expected results.

This kind of harassment would bring extremely terrible pressure to the soldiers on the outer edge of the military formation.

The Mongols are a nomadic people, a people who truly grew up on horseback. Their riding and shooting skills and even their various skills in fighting on horseback are far beyond the ordinary Han people.

The Mongolian cavalry can either charge directly into the formation, or cut across the side diagonally and kill with a machete, or they can get close and aim and shoot, miss the helmet-covered face with an arrow, or even throw a rain of arrows to the rear of the formation, all of which can be easily done. Taking the lives of many soldiers. Guo Ning remembers that there are still some Mongolians who are good at lassoing and can use long ropes to pull soldiers out of the military formation and trample them to death under the hooves of horses.

Therefore, every time the cavalry approaches, it is a life and death test for the infantry. Every soldier needs to mobilize all his will to fight in order to maintain the strength of the array.

This test also targets the perseverance, energy, and physical strength of the soldiers, the trust between soldiers and officers, and even the cohesion of the army as a whole.

Fortunately, Ding Haijun has passed this test.

Our formation is still in good order. The formations of armored soldiers, sword and shield bearers, spearmen, crossbowmen, cavalry and many other types of troops were well-organized. Even though the Mongols were running around and attacking for most of an hour, most of the formations, including those on the outermost sides, were still as sharp as a knife. Ax chisel.

In Guo Ning's memory, only a handful of the most elite Jin Army could achieve this level.

When the Mongolian army fought a decisive battle with the Jin army at Badgerzui in the north of Yehuling, the Mongolian army used about 5,000 cavalry and harassed them for half an hour. The edges of the Jin army's formation scattered like gravel being impacted by water flow, and then It was the commander-in-chief He Shilie and Hu Shahu who fled first, and the entire army collapsed.

Later, when the Mongolian army went south, many Jin armies set up their positions. As a result, after the Mongols harassed them one or two times, they dispersed like birds and beasts, and everyone became free prey for the Mongolian cavalry.

The Ding Haijun in front of him was as steady as a mountain.

The total number of elite regular troops in Dinghai Navy is about 35,000. The more than 10,000 people who accompanied Guo Ning north this time are again selected elite soldiers. Not only the soldiers are talented, but the officers are all experienced veterans, half of whom came from the northern frontier trenches.

They are determined, experienced, well-equipped and well-trained. So far, the vast majority of people have performed very well, as orderly as when they were training at the military lieutenant school field, and there is no need for Guo Ning to direct anything.

If this stalemate continues, the Mongols will not get much advantage and will have to retreat before nightfall. However, there is more to the Mongols than meets the eye.

When the Khitans were strong, their power encompassed the entire plateau. Their trump card in fighting is what the Mongols are doing now. The horses used their broomsticks, and because of the wind, the enemy's formations were blown up with dust, and they went back and forth with each other. For two or three days, until the enemy could no longer see each other and the men and horses were tired, they would then come out from all directions to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

However, the prairie cavalry under the control of the Khitan was still in a very scattered state. They always avoided tough battles, which aroused the ridicule of the Song Dynasty people in the Southern Dynasty. They were just horse thieves who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

But the Mongols are different. They are not afraid of death, they are ferocious and dare to fight, and they are not afraid of strong enemies. Plus, behind them is the most terrifying conqueror in history. They are much stronger than the Khitans.

If the Khitans are jackals, the Mongols are real wild wolves, and they are the kind that travel in groups, thirst for flesh and blood, and will not stop fighting.

The smoke and dust covering the military formation seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, almost like floating clouds blocking the sun.

Guo Ning's forehead has been sweating, and a layer of fine dust has stuck to his face, and now a second layer has begun to stick to his face.

He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Wang Shixian said decisively from the side: "The Mongols are preparing to attack!"

Several generals and commanders were surprised.

There was a general who had served in the northern border trenches for a long time. He was once a subordinate of Wanyanxiang, the king of Nanyang County. He followed the army deep into the grassland and fought with the Tatar tribe on the banks of the Longju River. He hesitated: "Back then, when Dajin's army went deep into the grassland, the Mongols intercepted and harassed them with light cavalry, often without stopping for one, two or even three days. It was not until the army was exhausted that they turned to a formal attack. Now our military formation is so tight , obviously there is still some strength left, maybe the Mongols will be more patient?"

Before he finished speaking, Guo Ning suddenly waved his hand and stopped the discussion.

He looked around and couldn't see anything in the billowing smoke, but he felt the aura of danger. This dangerous aura cannot be described in words. Many soldiers could not feel it at all, but the horses under their crotches suddenly raised their heads and Herod neighed.

Wang Shixian also said loudly: "Here we come!"

The other soldiers quickly went on alert. At this time, the soldiers in front of the military formation suddenly became restless. Several generals shouted sternly at the soldiers to raise their shields, and more than a dozen dynamite weapons were fired one after another as a warning.

"Horses charge into battle!"