Two Song army pikemen set up hooks and sickles and turned over the galloping horses. The horses thumped, screamed in pain, and dust flew all over the ground.
Lu Yuanting came on horseback. The Mongolian cavalry who had just stood up was knocked over by Lu Yuanting with a stick. He vomited blood and could not fall over.
Lu Yuanting looked around and saw that the remaining heavy cavalry of the Mongolian army were still charging rampantly. Song soldiers were constantly being knocked away and chopped down. The battle situation was critical and bloody.
"Pikemen! Grenadiers! Follow me!"
Lu Yuanting's eyes were blood red and he shouted loudly. More than a hundred Song soldiers followed Lu Yuanting and rushed straight towards the Mongolian heavy cavalry regardless of their own safety.
The general was covered in blood like a god of murder, risking his own life. The soldiers under his command were full of blood and worked hard without caring about their own lives. The Mongolian light cavalry wandering outside the battlefield were frightened and hesitated to step forward.
Hook-and-scythe spears and iron-bar giant axes are commonly used weapons by frontier troops, specifically designed to deal with the opponent's cavalry. Now it is perfectly combined with firearms and plays a great role again.
"All spread out! All spread out!"
Seeing that the Mongolian heavy cavalry was overwhelming and the Song army's formation was in danger, Cao Erxiong shouted angrily.
He personally lit a thunderbolt and threw it with all his strength. The thunderbolt fell under the horse of a Mongolian heavy cavalryman. The horse's belly was shattered by the explosion and its internal organs fell out. The war horse screamed and fell down, and the Mongolian heavy cavalry fell to the ground. Cao Erxiong caught up with him and chopped off the knight's head with a sharp knife. Blood spurted out from the chest of the headless corpse, which was shocking.
The grenadiers lit up the thunderbolts one after another and went straight to the Mongolian heavy cavalry group. The Song troops dispersed and lay down, and the smoking thunderbolts were thrown around or under the fierce Mongolian heavy cavalry.
The Song soldiers were unable to dodge, and nearly a hundred people were stabbed to death, stabbed or knocked away by the Mongolian heavy cavalry. There was a loud thunder and broken iron pieces flying wantonly. The Mongolian heavy cavalry and war horses were killed and injured one after another. He was thrown off his horse and was soon hit with swords and axes by the Song soldiers, leaving blood holes all over his body.
"go to hell!"
The heavy cavalry of the Mongolian army broke into the formation, and more than a dozen cavalry were destroyed. The Song army soldiers were helpless, and they all fled in anger. A grown-up Song soldier was in a hurry, and four or five thunderbolts were ignited at the same time, and he rushed towards the Mongolian army with a roar. Military knight.
Thunderous explosions sounded one after another. The Song soldiers were blown into pieces and fell to the ground in a bloody mess. The heavy cavalry of the Mongolian army fell off their horses one after another. The survivors were fearlessly killed by the Song soldiers who followed.
The grenadiers fought hard, and many people were accidentally injured by the thunderbolts thrown by them. The soldiers of the Song Army who were watching the battle on top of the city were dejected, and some could not help but burst into tears.
Many familiar colleagues, their young lives were lost like this.
The soldiers of the Song Army sacrificed their lives and suffered heavy casualties. No one flinched, and they fought bravely to kill the enemy. Chen Yin, the magistrate of Xihe Prefecture, was frightened, his eyes were wet, and his whole chest felt hot.
Sacrificing one's life to go to the country's disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home.
Those young lives left without hesitation.
"The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind. If Lu Fangweng has this descendant, he must be smiling!"
Chen Yin patted the city wall with his hands, tears in his eyes, and looked up to the sky with a low sigh.
He praised the bloody and murderous Lu Yuanting, but in fact he was paying tribute to all the warriors who sacrificed their lives for the country.
"Ms. Chen, do you think the former officers and soldiers were so impassioned and sacrificed their lives...death?"
Jia Zikun, the general judge of Xihe Prefecture, climbed onto the city wall at some point. He looked at the tragic field battle, but looked up, fearing that tears would fall if he lowered his head.
Chen Yin looked back and saw many people holding spears, knives and horned bows on the city wall one after another. They were watching the fierce battle outside the city. Everyone was attentive and watching the fierce battle outside the city.
"Jia Tongpan, what are you..."
"If the official army is defeated, there are still these strong people. It will not be easy for the Tatar army to break the city."
Jia Zikun smiled slightly and turned his eyes outside the city.
"Jia Tongpan, look at the fierce battle outside the city. Can our army win?"
Chen Yin asked subconsciously, suddenly feeling a little scared.
Could it be that the Song Army officers and soldiers outside the city were really defeated?
"Our army treats death as if it were home, its weapons are sharp, the Tatars suffered heavy casualties, their morale is unstable, and I'm afraid they can no longer hold on!"
Jia Zikun stroked his beard, laughed, covered his face with his sleeves, and wiped away his tears.
The artillery positions of the Song army outside the city have been restored, and the Mongolian army wants to win unless there are reinforcements.
"That's what Jia Tongpan said! Our army is well-trained, has sharp firearms, and our soldiers are brave and fearless of death. The Tatars want to win, they are wishful thinking!"
Chen Ming said sternly and felt a little more relaxed.
"Jia Tongpan, I heard that your son went to the Jinling Martial Arts Hall. Is this true or false?"
The atmosphere on the top of the city was a little heavy, and Zhao Shu, who was watching the battle, asked softly.
The comrades he spent time with day and night were killed one by one. He was sad in his heart but tried to be as relaxed as possible on his face.
"This unfilial son, the eldest son is only two years old, and the second son has just passed the full moon, so he ignored it and went directly to Jinling. I received a letter a few days ago. He has passed the examination and is studying at the Jinling Martial Arts Hall. Let me and my family Don't worry. This bastard, he doesn't even think about who would worry about him!"
Although Jia Zikun complained verbally, there was a look of pride on his face.
"Jia Tongpan, I'm just curious, why didn't your son go to the Sichuan Martial Arts Lecture Hall instead of the Jinling Martial Arts Lecture Hall? Isn't this looking for the far distance instead of the near?"
Chen Ming asked curiously.
"He said that the Jinling Military Academy was founded by the emperor, and he wanted to be a disciple of the emperor, fight on the battlefield, and make contributions. Isn't the Sichuan Military Academy a disciple of the emperor? I think he was bewitched by Lu Yuanting, Cao Erxiong, and you, Zhao Shu. , Talking about Jinling Martial Arts Hall all day long, his heart is so cruel!"
He was originally the magistrate of Luting County and was promoted to the magistrate of Xihe Prefecture last year. His son Jia Zhongwu was just twenty years old. He dealt with military generals all day long. When the new year was over, he left a letter home and quietly went to Jinling.
"His heart is tormented! Good, good, good!"
Zhao Shu burst out laughing, and everyone's eyes turned to the outside of the city.
Under the impact of the Mongolian heavy cavalry, the Song army was in chaos, but the artillery position was restored. Lu Wende shouted angrily, raised his sword and struck his horse forward, and a group of Song army soldiers followed suit.
"Formation!"
The light cavalry escaped, but the heavy cavalry suffered a loss. If he had known that the Mongolian heavy cavalry was so fierce, he would have pulled out the heavy artillery.
It is best to have heavy armored infantry or cavalry so that they can fight against the Mongolian cavalry.
"Don't mess around, form a formation!"
The officers shouted angrily, and the infantry formation, which was almost overwhelmed by the Mongolian heavy cavalry, quickly formed another formation after a brief panic.
"Hook sickle gun!"
Lv Wende shouted angrily, mounted his horse, and struck hard with the sword in his hand. A Mongolian heavy cavalryman who had no time to dodge was hit hard by the horse. Two spearmen followed closely, shooting one in the lower abdomen and the other in the back. Throat, stabbed in hard.
Countless hooks and sickles stretched out and hooked the horse's legs, human arms and necks. The horses fell to the ground one after another in severe pain, and the Mongolian heavy cavalry were thrown off their hooks one by one. The Song army's spearmen rushed over one after another and stabbed fiercely, leaving the ground covered with blood and flesh.
One by one, the Mongolian heavy cavalry was knocked off their horses, and they were soon bloody and bloody. The remaining Mongolian heavy cavalry no longer wanted to fight. They knocked over several people and hurriedly left the battlefield through the Song army's weak point.
Once the heavy cavalry loses its organizational structure and fights independently, it loses its impact and can only be hunted and shot by the opponent.
"Artillery! Grenadier!"
Seeing the remaining twenty or thirty heavy cavalrymen of the Mongolian army charging out of the formation, Lu Wende roared heartbreakingly.
"all!"
Dozens of Song grenadiers ran forward, chasing the Mongolian heavy cavalry. Dozens of smoking thunderbolts were thrown out and fell into the cavalry. There was a burst of "pengpeng" cannons and a series of crazy After the indiscriminate bombardment, there were only a few Mongolian heavy cavalry still on their horses.
"Destroy them!"
Cao Erxiong led the Song soldiers to follow. The heavy cavalry of the Mongolian army who landed were assassinated one after another. Their bodies were covered with blood holes, but no one survived.
The Mongolian heavy cavalry was almost completely wiped out, and the Mongolian light cavalry that raided the formation were dumbfounded.
The Song troops in front of them were the ones who were attacked by the heavy cavalry and almost broke the formation. They were able to fight back and retreat completely.
Together with the crossbowmen and cavalry, they are just decorations!
The brutal siege battle in Lingzhou City seemed to be happening again.
These guys have sharp firearms and are frightening. Almost all the Mongolian heavy cavalry were killed and wounded, and less than half of the light cavalry remained.
In recent years, the Mongolian army has been on expeditions and has been invincible. It is rare to have such a disastrous defeat today!
Are these cruel and murderous guys really not afraid of death?
Ming Jin's call to withdraw his troops sounded, and the remaining Mongolian cavalry gathered together, only four to five hundred cavalry. After some discussion, they all turned their horses' heads and retreated towards the north.
Under the Xixia Lingzhou City, they had already seen the power of the weapons of the Lingzhou defenders. This time in Song Dynasty, the nightmare came again and there seemed to be no possibility of victory.
"General, do you want to pursue me?"
Although it was a tragic victory, the generals of the Song Army were very excited and full of fighting spirit.
I always thought that the Mongolian army was invincible and invincible in the world. In today's battle, it turned out that the Mongolian army was sometimes vulnerable to artillery fire.
"How can we pursue without cavalry?"
Lu Wende's eyes widened and he immediately denied his subordinate's impulse.
After a fierce battle, almost half of the 500 cavalry were lost. Without artillery, if you want to pursue the Mongolian cavalry, you will be shot and killed by the opponent.
"Cao Erxiong, clean the battlefield immediately. Lu Yuanting, you personally lead people to report the military situation to Mianzhou. Remember, keep your eyes open, you may encounter Tatar cavalry along the way!"
Since the Mongolian army raided into the Song Dynasty from Jiezhou in the rear area, Mianzhou, which is closer to Jiezhou, may have been attacked by the Mongolian army.
"As you command!"
Cao Erxiong and Lu Yuanting took the order and left separately.
Lu Wende frowned as he looked at the messy battlefield.
After a fierce battle, I thought I was sure of success, but in the end, seven to eight hundred of my subordinates were killed or injured. It can be described as a truly tragic victory.
The Tatar cavalry were indeed a thorn in the side of the Song Dynasty’s border troops!
Lu Wende's face showed no joy of victory.
