Late at night.
Wang Mukun's central army tent had gathered all his generals. He looked around the generals and did not speak for a long time.
Nearly three-quarters of all the generals present were members of his royal family, and the rest were either confidants who had followed him for many years, or close relatives and friends.
But this battle is a fierce battle with no return.
Finally, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, after half a stick of incense, we all break out of camp. For today's battle, the entire army will be dispatched together and rush into the northwest border city at one go."
All the generals raised their heads, their faces full of astonishment. What does it mean to send out the whole army?
Is there no forward, center, rear, or two wings in this battle?
Several young generals were also surprised and looked at each other.
A veteran general couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Governor, this... there is no forward, no central army and rear. How can we fight?"
As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, in his opinion, this style of play is nonsense!
In war, the emphasis is on avoiding the real and attacking the weak, finding the weak and attacking the weak, and deciding in one battle.
But today, Wang Mukun actually opened his mouth and asked for the entire army to press on him. This was 120,000 men. When he came up, the entire army of 120,000 men came to press him. Isn't this looking for death?
This is 120,000 human lives, how can it be such a child's play?
The other generals also talked about it, all expressing confusion.
Wang Mukun smiled bitterly, "Now, in front of our army is the main force of King Xiaoliang. Thirty thousand Daliang iron horses are waiting in strict formation. The thirty thousand Daliang iron horses are divided into three lines of defense. The troops are greatly dispersed. This is our army's opportunity. .”
"Once the 30,000 Daliang iron horses are united into one, our army cannot stop them at all, but what if they are separated?"
When the generals heard this, they seemed to think it made sense.
Later, Wang Mukun continued: "What we are fighting for is time. The 30,000 Daliang iron horses of King Xiaoliang are all elite riders and are extremely fast. We must seize the time and never give him any time to react. The battle is In the decisive battle, the entire army pressed forward, using the power of Mount Tai to completely tear apart the Daliang Iron Horse's defense line."
"Remember, we won't make any stops and continue charging until we enter the northwest border city."
Finally, he couldn't help but remind: "This battle is a battle to destroy the country. Your Majesty is in the capital. If the northwest border city is lost, the capital will not be protected, and the country will not be protected in the strong wind!"
to be honest.
This is the final battle of a desperate battle. If you don't succeed, you will die!
The generals also noticed a different smell, but no one flinched and obeyed silently.
Even if you know you are going to die, you must face it calmly. This is what a soldier is.
The vast night shrouded the surrounding areas. In the endless night, the Great Liang Sentinels were like ghosts from the underworld, wandering outside the camp of the Lianghe disciples.
These Daliang Sentinel Riders howled once or twice from time to time, and approached the camp from time to time, making threatening gestures.
But the children of Lianghe are extremely calm and don't bother to care about these guys who are like flies.
Survive this last night.
Tomorrow, what kind of terrible and fierce battle will be waiting for them.
The next morning.
The children of Lianghe began to gather. Facing these young faces, Wang Mukun did not encourage morale too much, but said, "After the battle, I will take you home!"
"Go home, go home, go home!"
The children of Lianghe roared in unison, and their morale was like a rainbow.
How could such a big movement be hidden from the Daliang sentries outside the camp. The Daliang sentries began to approach the camp in an orderly manner, shooting deadly arrows from time to time in an attempt to check the situation.
But soon, the camp suddenly opened. Amidst the thunderous sound of marching drums and horns, the car camp of the Lianghe disciples drove out of the camp and slowly advanced towards the first line of defense of the Daliang Iron Horse.
In the carriage camp, firearms soldiers, crossbowmen, pikemen, and shield soldiers were lined up in a row, arranged neatly based on the shooting range. Behind them were heavy armored infantry, light armored infantry, and a cavalry guard on both wings.
At the center of the army, dozens of carriages were covered with rainproof felts and wrapped so tightly that it was impossible to tell what they were from the outside.
But it was obvious that the things on the carriage were extremely important. They were surrounded by Wang Mukun's personal guards and no one was allowed to get close.
Wang Mukun, on the other hand, stood on the chariot of the Chinese army and took charge of the overall situation.
On the hillside not far from them, a group of 100 cavalrymen looked like a group of hungry wild wolves, staring at them with green eyes.
These people are the elite of the elites of Daliang, the Sentinels of Daliang.
A top military master.
There are millions of elites in Daliang, but only a thousand sentries.
Today there is a centurion here alone.
Their centurion sentries are responsible for the first line of defense.
Since the last time, the whistle head of the Great Liang sentry rider was directly beheaded by Little Liang King Li Yingtong out of anger.
The new guy's heart is always in his throat.
The whistleblower frowned, and nervous sweat broke out on his forehead. "Has this old thief Wang Mukun been kicked in the head by a donkey? Why is he hiding himself in a turtle shell? Isn't he afraid of being surrounded?"
"Who knows what tricks this old thief is playing? Let's just keep an eye on him!"
"That's the same thing."
The Daliang sentries who were discussing suddenly received an order from King Xiaoliang, asking them to grab a few tongues and find out what Wang Mukun wanted to do?
The expressions of several sentries changed on the spot and they grabbed a few tongues. The old thief Wang Mukun was hiding in the turtle shell, where could he grab the tongues?
But the military orders are like mountains, and they dare not disobey them even if they die.
It would be better to just go all out than to go back and have your head chopped off.
After making up their mind, the hundred Liang Sentry Cavalry began to form an orderly formation, and they all drew up their bows and arrows, preparing to shoot through the turtle's shell with their cavalry.
Although there are only a hundred cavalry, if they go to the battlefield, they can be used as a thousand cavalry.
As the unique wind whistle of Daliang sounded, a hundred Daliang sentries began to attack.
A hundred Liang sentries flew out like a hundred sharp arrows, rushing straight towards the car camp of the Lianghe disciples.
The Daliang sentry cavalry was imposing and murderous. Looking from a distance, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sound of hoofbeats was like thunder.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Following the attack of the Daliang sentry cavalry, the carriage camp of the Lianghe disciples immediately caused a commotion. Many Lianghe disciples saw such ferocious cavalry for the first time and immediately panicked, "The enemy cavalry is the enemy cavalry." coming!"
The cavalry's natural restraint on the infantry was fully demonstrated at this moment.
Of course, Wang Mukun also saw it, and immediately arranged for his own soldiers to calm down the rioting soldiers, and then ordered: "The enemy's cavalry does not exceed a hundred people, they should be sentry cavalry, come to check the strength of our army, and tell the firearms soldiers, archers and crossbows not to attack. , the cavalry is ready to attack."
He made up his mind that he would never let these hundred enemy cavalry leave alive. Once Little Liang King Li Yitong guessed his purpose, the consequences would be disastrous.
I am afraid that these 120,000 troops will eventually be reduced to being slaughtered by others.
But he still underestimated this mere hundred Liang sentry cavalry. How could these people be dealt with by his cavalry?
One hundred Liang Sentry Riders roared towards them, making piercing screams. Coupled with their unique wind whistles, from a distance, they looked like a group of evil ghosts, making people's hair stand on end.
These Daliang Sentinel Riders were extremely fast and rushed to the car camp in just the blink of an eye.
Then, there was a sound of "dysprosium", and all the strong bows and crossbows of the Daliang sentries began to fire in an orderly manner.
"Swish swish!"
The sharp arrows pierced the air, like hailstones falling to the ground, drawing arcs in the air and pouring straight towards the front of the car camp.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
The rain of arrows fell, and countless Lianghe disciples holding firecrackers, bows and arrows fell to the ground wailing. Even those wearing armor could not block the sharp arrows of strong bows and crossbows.
The first round of arrow rain was fast and furious, with terrifying momentum and even more terrifying power.
Dozens of people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, and almost all of them were hit by arrows in the face, shoulders, and necks. An arrow would mean death.
This is simply torture for the children of Lianghe who are participating in the war for the first time!
Similarly, they also have another purpose, which is to attract the people of Lianghe to fire muskets and arrows. One is to see how many long-range troops the opponent has, and the other is to see if they are elites. Elite soldiers only fire arrows when the enemy's cavalry approaches. Use blunderbuss instead of shooting randomly.
As a result, they were very disappointed. The children of Lianghe did not shoot arrows or blunderbuss from beginning to end, just like a group of straw men.
This shocked the whistle leader and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "No, this time Wang Mukun brought elites!"
From this detail alone, he judged that the opponent was definitely a first-class elite, otherwise he would definitely not be able to help but shoot arrows.
Thinking of this, he immediately pulled out the unique scimitar of Great Liang, held it high in his hand, and prepared to use his iron cavalry to break the formation.
"kill!"
One hundred Liang sentries immediately formed an arrow formation and began to attack the carriage camp of the Lianghe disciples.
One hundred steps, fifty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps...
The Lianghe disciples in the front row could clearly see the beards on the faces of these sentries, but they still did not fire arrows or blunderbuss.
Until ten steps away!
A Lianghe general suddenly drew his sword and said, "Let go!"
The explosion of firecrackers and the trembling of bowstrings sounded one after another...
