The sound of the trumpet became increasingly louder and louder, indicating that the enemy's distance was approaching from ten miles to five miles.
The Jin army's move south this time focused on plundering supplies, so they did not attack fortified cities or fight tough battles. Each unit moved along the main road, and from time to time, small groups of troops were sent out to sweep through the various warehouses and small villages where the Song people transferred supplies, money and grain. Even so, the Song troops stationed in Shouchun, Luzhou and other places did not dare to go out to stop the attack.
Monk Wanyan Chen estimated that those who dared to act so quickly in front of the enemy must be elite.
I have heard before that due to the ongoing political turmoil in the Southern Dynasties, Xu Jun, the commander of Jiankang City, recently led troops to the Wuwei Army. The Imperial Army was stationed in Jiankang Mansion and was the main force of the Imperial Army in the Southern Dynasty. Xu Jun was a powerful general of the Southern Dynasty who was also famous in the North. During the Taihe period, during the nine-pronged campaign against the Song Dynasty, Hu Shahu, the leader of the East Route, besieged Chuzhou with an army of 70,000 men. It was Xu Jun who led his elite troops to attack Huaiyin at night, burning the army's food and grass, and forcing the army to retreat.
Maybe the person coming this time is Xu Jun's subordinate... It's just a good time to try out the quality of the elite soldiers of the Southern Dynasties!
As the horn sounded, the cavalrymen began to put on their felt robes. Monk Wanyan Chen was eager to try, but the military order he issued remained calm:
"The front team mounts their horses and spreads out two wings. The two teams in the middle and back lead their horses to cover the baggage, and march straight into the central army's formation. If the Song people attack, the cavalry on both wings will drive them away, and the team in the middle and back must not stop. Anyone in the captured team who acts rashly or speaks rashly will be executed."
The front cavalry immediately mounted their horses as ordered and dispersed to both sides with shouts and shouts.
The purpose of the movement of these more than a hundred cavalry was mainly to guard against the ambush of the Song people in the Shuize mountain valley. If the Song army really invaded, they would not be able to withstand it for long. Monk Wanyan Chen threw all the luggage and packages on his back to Ali Xi, walked quickly, and began to prepare for battle.
He has a good horse with strong muscles and bones, capable of carrying heavy loads and galloping. It was a gift from the emperor. At this time, he left two bags of arrows, two bows, a round shield and a short spear on the horse. In addition, he carried short knives on the left and right sides of his waist, and weighed a long spear in his hand.
He was not wearing the customary Jurchen hat, but a worn-out Fan Yangli. With his heart-covering armor and gray-black round-collared robe, he did not look like a high-ranking Jurchen official at all. He looked just like a man. Son.
While he was preparing for battle, a long line of Song prisoners were passing by. Because the knight guarding the appendix urged harshly, the prisoners quickened their pace. Previously, someone staggered and fell while walking, but the other people tied to the same rope did not dare to stop. They used their necks to lift the fallen person.
At this time, a group of Song people came to the side of Monk Wanyan Chen and stopped suddenly.
Monk Wanyan Chen just assumed that someone had fallen down again and ignored him. He suddenly heard the Yi knight yelling and scolding him. He turned around and realized that it was a tall young man with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, glaring fiercely. Own.
This young man had a tattoo with a flag pattern on his face. He was very strong. After he stood firm, it was like an iron stake hitting the ground, and more than a dozen prisoners were unable to pull him away.
Monk Wanyan Chen raised his spear into the air, danced in a circle, and got on his horse. In the past few days, he had done a lot of attacking and slaughtering villages, but he felt bored. The thought of meeting the elite soldiers of the Southern Dynasty suddenly made him feel happy. So seeing this young man's face full of ferocity, he was not annoyed at all.
He stopped a Qiang man who was about to whip his whip with his gun, and asked casually: "Boy, what do you think of me?"
"You and other northerners are originally citizens of the Song Dynasty. Why do you want to fight against the Song Dynasty?" the young man asked.
Monk Wanyan Chen laughed: "I am a Jurchen, not a northerner. I have never been a subject of the Song Dynasty."
The young man said angrily: "I have seen you studying and practicing calligraphy in the army these days! The Jurchens are all savages who drink blood from their hair. If they were not people of the Song Dynasty, how could they be like this? You have read so many books, but you don't know how to be a human being? !”
Monk Wanyan Chen has a young and irritable side, but he is not a reckless man. He is talented, elegant and good at literature and history. When he served as a guard in Zhongdu, he was known as a scholar. At this time, his brother Wanyan Xielie was holding an important position, and he was quite capable of treating virtuous officers and attracting talents. Monk Wanyan Chen also studied classics and history with a Confucian scholar and had a brief understanding of its meaning. Even while marching, I didn't forget to practice calligraphy.
But he never thought that when this young man from Song Dynasty saw him, he would have random thoughts.
Monk Wanyan Chen shook his head: "The Jurchens are not barbarians, your Song country is barbarians. As for the principles of human conduct, the first principle is to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country."
At this time, there was another horn sound from the direction of the Chinese army. Monk Wanyan Chen was too lazy to say anything more. He waved his wrist and hit the young man in the face with his spear.
The heavy spear shaft caused blood to splatter on the young man's face, and he was knocked around half a circle. The young man fell to the ground, opened his mouth and spit out a tooth, still looking up and glaring.
Monk Wanyan Chen had already ridden far away.
The Song army's bold challenge in front was indeed a pretense. When Wanyan Xielie's troops formed a formation to face the enemy in the south, there was a sudden killing sound behind a pond in the east.
Soldiers of the Song Dynasty wearing red military uniforms jumped up from the large woodland behind Pitang and charged towards the Jin people. At the same time, a large number of crossbowmen stood further away, firing fiercely at the Jin army with strong bows and crossbows. The cavalrymen of the Zhen army who were marching and inspecting on the top of Pitang suddenly suffered many casualties. Blood flowed along the slope of Pitang like a waterfall.
The Jin army spent a lot of energy attacking the mountain stronghold in the morning. There were too many newly captured civil servants and prisoners in the queue. Suddenly encountering the enemy, the Chinese army's formation suddenly became a little chaotic.
But Wanyan Xielie under Shuai's banner did not panic. He only waved his hand to Monk Wanyan Chen and pointed in the direction of the Song army's attack.
As soon as he raised his hand, Monk Wanyan Chen had already rushed over with his cavalry.
The black cavalry and the red infantry seemed like two waves colliding together.
The cavalry advanced like a hurricane, their spears stabbed fiercely, and their long knives slashed left and right, almost instantly disrupting the front row of the Song army. The Song army could only retreat in small groups, or use shields to block the impact of the Jin army's cavalry. On the way to retreat to the back of Pitang, a well-trained team also used spears and knives to kill several Golden Army knights in succession.
At this time, the Song people began to blow trumpets and beat gongs, giving up the idea of a violent charge, and intended to form a formation to fight. However, the generals of the Song army obviously lacked experience in fierce battles, and they were not unaware of the dangers of temporary changes in formations on the battlefield.
The order intended to stabilize the position, but the Song soldiers at the front were unable to receive support and collapsed in an instant. A few soldiers who fought bravely were abandoned under the siege of the Jin Army cavalry, and were killed in the blink of an eye.
The soldiers who formed the formation were all frightened when they saw this situation, and immediately began to retreat, avoid, and escape. The Jin cavalry quickly pursued, and the two sides were entangled. The Song people's arrows were instantly sparse.
A general of the Song Army shouted for command, but the guards were assassinated one after another. Monk Wanyan Chen's second-in-command, the Naiman who had lost his tongue, rushed over on his horse and stabbed his ribs with a spear. Blood spurted out, and the Song soldiers beside him let out horrifying screams.
The Song Army general tried his best to hold on to the Naiman's spear, hoping to create an opportunity for his companions to counterattack the enemy. However, the companions around him were all panicked, and no one reacted to take advantage of this opportunity. Then the barbarian released his spear and chopped off his head with his waist knife.
The waist knife slashed through the doudou and embedded itself in the bones of the Song man's forehead. The Song man roared twice and tried to pull out the spear from his waist and ribs, but with a little force, blood spurted out from the side of the gun barrel. He sighed and fell to the ground dead.
