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The torrents are rolling, rolling up yellow sand all over the sky, and the setting sun is like blood, reflecting the winter ice and snow.
Outside Lucheng, a group of civilians with frostbitten palms, under the command of Han army soldiers, worked hard to dig trenches and wrap up barbed wire fences.
The civilians, including old, weak, women and children, even though their faces were red from the cold, still resolutely helped the "invaders" set up a line of defense to resist the Jin army.
Suddenly, a sentry horse galloped straight towards Yue Shaomu's station.
"Report to General Yue, a large group of enemy troops have been spotted approaching ten miles ahead."
Yue Shaomu frowned: "How many troops are there?"
"The number of cavalry is no less than 2,000, and the number of infantry is about 8,000, totaling about 10,000 horses."
"Explore again!"
"Here!"
As soon as the Tanma left, Yue Shaomu immediately stood up and loudly ordered: "The whole army is ready for war!"
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Sixty miles away from the Han army's defense line, Ji Sang's troops marched for one day and rested for the second day before arriving.
Almost everyone in Jisang's army is wearing armor, and the penetration rate of iron armor is as high as 30%. Especially among the cavalry, there are nearly a thousand cavalry wearing two or even three layers of iron armor. From a distance, they look like a steel chariot. asphyxia.
"Ha~"
Ji Sang, who was on horseback, exhaled a breath of thick air and couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the defense line arranged by the Han army.
"The barbarian country knows a lot about the art of war. What can a few rows of wooden stakes wrapped with a few threads accomplish?"
"Hahaha~~"
His words caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding Jin soldiers.
"Brothers, break through Dongyi's defense line and enter Lu City. Don't seal your sword for three days!"
"Ho~~"
When Jin Bing heard this, the howling of wolves suddenly filled his ears.
"Kill~~"
With a roar and loud shouts, a thousand heavily armored cavalry and a thousand cavalry opened the way, the horses' hooves splashed up thousands of feet of yellow sand, turned into red clouds and rushed towards the Han army's front line.
In Lu City, the people had already been placed in the inner city for safety. They huddled together and heard the scene outside the city shouting to kill Zhentian, and couldn't help but close their eyes nervously.
A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a rusty hatchet, sat cross-legged in front of his parents. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably because of fear and nervousness.
Fortunately, at this moment, a pair of big hands pressed the young man's shoulders.
"Don't be afraid, young man. If the gold thief dares to kill you, he must first step over our corpses!"
The young man raised his head and met a determined face.
After seeing this face, the tension in the young man's body finally eased a little.
"Master Jun, are you really not afraid at all?"
"Afraid? Haha, a bunch of rabble, what's so scary?"
"But they are the most elite Northern Army of the Jin Kingdom!"
"Elites? Our Han army is fighting elites!"
The young man was stunned. He could not believe such a huge disparity. How could these Han soldiers keep their expressions unchanged?
But his words made the boy and the surrounding civilians feel more at ease than ever before.
The Han army's defense line outside the city...
In the blink of an eye, the Jin Army's cavalry were in front of them, less than three miles away from the defense line.
Yue Shaomu stared at the approaching enemy cavalry with a cold face until they were two miles away...
"fire!"
Upon hearing this, the flag bearer immediately waved the flag and conveyed the order to every artillery position.
"Boom~~~"
A total of nine six-pound guns in three artillery arrays suddenly roared.
In an instant, Ji Sang, who was sitting at the rear, stared dumbly at the smoke screen rising in the air, slowly falling into the charging cavalry formation.
Boom~
"Xu~~"
There was a roar, and a cannonball fell among a group of cavalry. The horses neighed and threw the cavalry on horseback to the ground heavily.
The moment the heavy body fell to the ground, there were sounds of broken bones.
A golden soldier was caught off guard and was overturned by a frightened war horse. It is easy to imagine what happened when he fell from the horse's back while galloping at full speed. His head and neck were broken the moment he landed...
Another cannonball landed on the hard ground and ricocheted immediately, cutting a bloody path directly in front of the front line cavalry formation in a straight line. As the horse's legs broke and mournful neighings broke out, at least ten golden soldiers ended their lives or bid farewell to their military careers.
The same scene kept playing out on the battlefield. The first wave of cavalry charges was torn to pieces under the sharp attack of artillery.
But this Jin Army cavalry was really tough. Faced with such a sharp artillery attack, they did not retreat even half a step, and still roared forward and charged forward.
"Charge over! Kill these Dongyi dog thieves!"
The pioneer Jukang raised his thick-backed sword high, roared to boost morale, and ordered the entire army to continue charging.
However, at this moment, the Han army's artillery echoed again.
Instead, five mortars fired in a salvo, and the shells loaded with ten kilograms of grenades smashed at the enemy with angry flames.
The moment the grenade exploded, Yue Shaomu could see with the naked eye from behind that the enemy riders in the first few rows fell to the ground like dominoes.
Puff puff puff~
"Uh~"
Several grenade balls exploded in mid-air, and with a burst of gray smoke filling the air, blood blossomed all over Jukang, including his men and horses.
When the flowers finished blooming, Jukang had already fallen to the ground. Looking sideways, he saw the corpses of his companions wailing in death.
Suddenly, a burst of splitting pain hit him. When Jukang opened his mouth to moan, he only felt a burst of suffocation, and then his vision went black, and he fell into reincarnation.
In this battle, the first mid-level officer of the Jin Army was killed on the battlefield. His death was meaningless.
After the mortar, the remaining cavalry still rushed towards the enemy formation, but what greeted them next was the infantry's single weapon: the Crouching Tiger Cannon.
"Boom~~~"
Twenty tiger squatting cannons, carrying fan-shaped cannons, once again sprayed blood mist on the enemy cavalry.
"Ah~~"
Faced with such tragic casualties, the Jin Army cavalry who had endured for a long time finally blew up the camp and mutinied, turning their horses and fleeing away from this land of death.
"mob!"
Looking at the thousands of cavalry who fled back, Yue Shaomu just shook his head and immediately ordered the soldiers to start cleaning the battlefield.
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"Asshole!"
After losing the first battle and losing more than 800 horses, Ji Sang angrily whipped his riding whip on a soldier.
"In less than half an hour, two thousand cavalry lost eight hundred. How did you bunch of slaves do this? You actually made a fool of me!"
The soldier was beaten until he was rolling on the ground, and the skin and flesh were torn wherever the whip passed.
Ji Sang became more and more frustrated with the beating, and finally kicked the soldier directly, causing another moan of pain.
Finally, when he was tired from fighting, he picked up the tea bowl and drank some water. He took a long breath and said, "I didn't even touch the Dongyi side when I charged today. It's really hateful."
Then he looked at the soldiers gnashing their teeth on the ground and shouted: "Are you dead? If not, stand up and speak."
The soldier gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Let me ask you, how many soldiers and horses does the enemy have?"
The soldier was stunned when he heard this, then rolled his eyes and said: "General, although I didn't see how many people there were, I also saw that the enemy soldiers were densely packed, at least three to four thousand people..."
"Three or four thousand?" Ji Sang's face darkened, and his eyes seemed to spit out life.
Hearing this, the soldier hurriedly said: "General, forgive me, it's not three or four thousand, it's thirty or forty thousand, there are thirty or forty thousand."
"Um……"
Ji Sang nodded with satisfaction.
"In this case, I can explain it to old man Zhang Gui..."
