On the eastern boundary of the Hanzhong Plain, the Song Army's Yangzhou defense line, the Mongolian army pressed forward across the board, and the light and heavy cavalry rolled forward, filling the north and south, with no end in sight. Compared with the piecemeal attack before, the number of people attacking the Mongolian army increased sharply, and the offensive became more fierce. Judging from the direction of their cavalry attack, it was the Song Army's central army formation and left-wing cavalry formation.
In the southern mountains, on the Song Army's right-wing front, a Mongolian team of ten thousand people dismounted their horses. They held shields and horned bows, covering the entire lower slopes of the mountain. They were not afraid of artillery fire, shouting wildly, and rushed towards the mountains. The Song Army's right wing position rushed forward.
In the central formation of the Song Army, on the artillery position, the artillery commander Gao Guoshou looked at the densely packed Mongolian armored cavalry moving forward, from the middle wing to the bank of the Han River, and the ground was full of black clouds. The Mongolian cavalry was full of swaying horse heads and round helmets, with heavy cavalry in front and light cavalry behind.
Gao Guoshou's scalp was numb and his heart was pounding.
Thousands of horses are galloping, and the Mongolian army is going to make a desperate move.
"All artillery is aimed at the Tatar cavalry. After the ammunition is used up, they cannot be allowed to break into the formation!"
The impact of the Mongolian heavy cavalry is extraordinary. Once they break the formation and destroy everything, the damage they cause is more than a quarter greater than that of the Mongolian light cavalry.
"Grenadiers, get ready! Smash all the thunderbolts in your hands!"
Cao Shixiong shouted with sweat on his forehead.
"Blade and shield bearers, hook and sickle spearmen, and crossbowmen! Everyone, prepare!"
Wang Jian's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.
Tens of thousands of cavalry, and countless unmanned horses galloping together, the iron hooves galloping, the ground shook violently, like a strong wind and huge waves,
In the Song army's formation, everyone's colors changed.
The Mongolian army's more than 20,000 cavalry and more than 3,000 infantry moved forward together, overwhelming the enemy, and the Song army's front seemed to be in danger.
In the Song army's formation, large and small artillery fired at the same time, iron balls and iron pellets sprayed out, forming a continuous stream of iron in the air, harvesting lives wantonly. The Mongolian troops in front of the formation were defeated in batches, and the piles of human and horse corpses on the ground suddenly rose, but soon countless iron cavalry came into view. War horses were galloping, smoke and dust were flying, weapons were densely packed, cold light shone, and the eyes were filled with domes. The iron helmets shook and moved forward continuously, dazzling Song Jun.
"Puffy!"
Large plumes of thick smoke spewed out, the fire was shining, the smoke wall was billowing, and the bullets were flowing wildly. The Mongolian cavalry rushing in front all fell off their horses. The beating was uneven, countless knights screamed in the dust, countless horses were knocked over, and countless knights were thrown under their horses, knocked away and crushed into pulp.
More than 20,000 cavalry charged into the formation, and the cavalry group was so dense that the artillery did not need to be aimed at all. It only needed to load ammunition and fire mechanically forward. Some guns were fired too frequently and began to explode, injuring the gunners. Some of the cannons were hurriedly loaded and did not hold their breath tightly, scalding the gunners. On the Song Army's artillery position, casualties also began to gradually increase.
The sound of artillery was fierce. In front of the Song army's formation, within a few hundred steps, there were piles of corpses of men and horses, layer upon layer, with different signs of death. The broken arms and legs were filled with injured soldiers and horses of the Mongolian army. They were squirming and screaming in a pool of blood. Some of the injured horses were covered in blood and were helplessly wailing. The screams of the men and horses filled the sky one after another, making people's scalp numb.
Countless war horses broke through the barrage, they emerged from the dust one after another, raining arrows down, and began to rain down arrows on the front line of the Song army. At the same time, in the Song army's formation, crossbow arrows soared into the sky and headed straight for the Mongolian cavalry formation. Both sides were stumbled, and many fell to the ground.
The grenadiers of the Song Army rushed out of the formation one after another. Smoking thunderbolts flew all over the sky and flew into the Mongolian cavalry formation like raindrops. Iron pieces flew wantonly, killing and wounding countless men and horses. At the same time, some grenadiers were shot over and thunder struck the ground. Some were kicked out by the Song Army, and some exploded, killing and wounding several Song grenadiers.
The grenadiers of the Song Army were not afraid of casualties. They launched five waves in a row and fired five rounds of thunder. While they killed and injured countless Mongolian cavalry, they also suffered heavy casualties. Their corpses and wounded were everywhere on the ground.
Both sides were furious, without any flinching or hesitation. One side wants to break the formation, and the other side has to defend the formation. Wave after wave of casualties, wave after wave of deadly battles.
The Mongolian cavalry rushed forward wildly, passing through the dust and fog one after another. The Song spearmen and shield bearers broke out, and there were as many as two to three thousand people. Their spearmen hooked the horse's legs, and the sword shield bearers smashed the horses. After countless cuts, he still fought hard.
"Come down!"
Two Song soldiers hooked the hoof of a Mongolian heavy cavalryman. The horse was in pain, its hooves were soft, and it fell to the ground. The heavy cavalryman on the horse fell down, and half of his legs were pinned under the horse. The sword and shield hand of the Song Army caught up and hit the heavy cavalry's round helmet with an iron rod, causing it to collapse and vomit blood.
Hundreds of Mongolian heavy cavalry rode rampantly, knocking over and slashing countless Song soldiers who were out of the formation. The heavy cavalry on the outside were dismounted one after another, and the cavalry formation on the inside ran into the Song Army's dense spear array. Countless Song Army heavy infantry were knocked away by the horses, and countless The war horse was stabbed with holes all over its body, dripping with blood, and turned upside down. The Song Army swordsmen, shield bearers and spearmen were fearless and risked their lives to step forward and slash, killing the Mongolian heavy cavalry who landed on the ground.
Although the Mongolian heavy cavalry were heavily armored to protect themselves, the armor was too heavy and it was difficult to get up once they fell off their horses, and they were surrounded and annihilated by the agile Song soldiers. Especially those Song sword and shield wielders, with their iron rods, heavy swords and giant axes, once they hit them, their muscles and bones would be broken, or their brains would burst, it was extremely tragic.
The Mongolian army's horses kept moving forward and were constantly being turned over by hooks. The horses' hooves were constantly cut and smashed. The Mongolian army's heavy cavalry fell into countless dust. The Song army's soldiers were constantly stabbed, knocked over and knocked over by the Mongolian army's heavy cavalry. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. In just half an hour, mountains of human and horse corpses were piled up in front of the main formation of the Song Army. The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood were majestic.
"fire!"
Gao Guoshou's eyes were red with blood, and he roared angrily. Shotguns sprayed out like raindrops. The Mongolian heavy cavalry formation suddenly became sparse. The Mongolian heavy cavalry that rushed forward mixed with the Song soldiers' spearmen, swordsmen, and shieldmen, and they fought hard and risked their lives. .
The heavy cavalry of the Mongolian army suffered heavy losses, and the offensive was frustrated. The light cavalry of the Mongolian army in the rear rushed forward and quickly filled the gap behind the heavy cavalry.
Artillery roared, sky-shaking thunder bombarded indiscriminately, arrows soared into the sky, blocking out the sun, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and blood filled the battlefield. The Mongolian light cavalry also suffered heavy casualties, but they were still fearless and went straight to the Song Army's headquarters. Array.
"Hold on!"
Seeing countless Mongolian light cavalry breaking through the hail of bullets and about to engage the Song army in close combat, Cao Shixiong looked solemn and shouted loudly.
The head of the gun pointed obliquely, like a steel jungle, the heavy infantry of the Song Army clenched the barrel of the gun in their hands, preparing to withstand the impact of the Mongolian cavalry. Among them, some were constantly being shot down, and others were constantly filling in, keeping the formation of the front row intact.
On the high ground, Torre looked at the tragic scene of thousands of cavalry charging into the battle, his expression unchanged and the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
With such ferocious firearms, such indiscriminate bombardment, and such never-ending bombardment, batches of Mongolian warriors fell on their backs. They had already lost nearly 30% of their troops before they even got close to the Song army's formation.
He secretly regretted that he had underestimated Song Jun and made a huge mistake. He should not have used the refueling tactic to avoid casualties of the Mongolian army, but instead caused greater casualties.
In the past few days, the warriors have repeatedly rushed into the Song army's battle formation. It was clear that the Song army suffered heavy casualties, but these guys used infantry to fight against the cavalry, fearlessly and without fear of death or injury, as if they had taken medicine.
No wonder the Song army dared to fight with the Mongolian cavalry in the field. Even without firearms, these guys who were ready to die were not easy to deal with, not to mention there were many cavalry with firearms.
Even if they could escape from this battle, the Mongolian army would be severely damaged. Within a few years, they might no longer be able to move south.
Looking to the west, the smoke and dust were billowing, and the Song Army's reinforcements were probably about to arrive.
"Order the right army to attack the Song army's left wing with all its strength!"
Torre no longer hesitated and urged his horse down the high slope, followed closely by several thousand-man Mongolian troops.
Arrows from both sides were flying and filling the sky. People kept falling down, and people kept flipping over. There were countless casualties on both sides, and their eyes were red from the killing.
As Torre personally led the troops to suppress the formation, the pressure on the left wing of the Song Army increased sharply. The number of Mongolian knights who came into contact with the Song Army's battle formation increased sharply. Countless Mongolian horses collided with the heavy infantry guns in the front line of the Song Army. The knights fell on their backs, and the horses neighed and dripped with blood. Countless Mongolian knights were stabbed to death by Song Army spearmen, countless Song Army heavy infantry were knocked away, and countless Mongolian Army cavalry rushed into the Song Army's formation, slashing with swords and horses, and slashing wildly.
Thunderbolts flew all over the sky and flew into the rear of the Mongolian cavalry formation before they entered. At the same time, the Song army's crossbowmen fired a volley. The Mongolian troops who broke into the Song army's formation fell off their horses one after another and were mercilessly assassinated by the Song army. However, the Song Army's left wing formation was torn open by the Mongolian cavalry.
"Is Tatar crazy?"
In the large formation of the Chinese army, Wang Jian looked at the scene of the Mongolian army galloping with ten thousand cavalry. He was not afraid of casualties. The artillery fire was difficult to stop. The right-wing position was in danger, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
The Mongolian cavalry and the Song army's formations frequently connected with each other, and the two sides were locked in a tug-of-war. The Song army's defense line was already wavering and could be broken through by the Mongolian cavalry at any time.
"General, there is a Tatar army fleeing to the west, and the Tatar army's rear troops are heading west. It must be our reinforcements from the Song Dynasty that have arrived!"
The sound of artillery fire and the sound of killing shook the sky, and Cao Shixiong shouted at the top of his lungs.
Wang Jian nodded, but felt uneasy.
There are 70,000 troops in ambush in Hanzhong. If Lizhou West Road and Lintao Road come to reinforcements at the same time, there will be 80,000 or 90,000 troops. If attacked from both front and back, Yangzhou's defense line would be able to hold on no matter what.
pity……
"Cao Youwan, where is he?"
Wang Jian's heart moved and he asked loudly.
"General, look, our cavalry!"
Cao Shixiong shouted and pointed at the left wing of the Song army.
The arrows of the Song Army's left wing flew into the air, and countless Song Army cavalry ran out of the left wing formation along the Han River. They plunged into the surging Mongolian Army's cavalry formation and cut off the Mongolian Army's cavalry formation. The cavalry formations of the two sides collided fiercely, and countless people fell off their horses in an instant. Both sides slashed and killed with all their strength. Screams, shouts of death, and curses were mixed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. It was life and death.
Wang Jian was dumbfounded when he saw the large formation of the Song Army, his eyes were wet, and he sighed secretly.
The Mongolian cavalry had broken through the left wing formation. Cao Youwan led five thousand Song army knights and chose to rush into the formation without hesitation, blocking most of the Mongolian cavalry on the right wing to prevent more Mongolian cavalry from rushing into the left wing formation and falling out of the formation. Go east.
Five thousand Song Army knights fought against more than 10,000 Mongolian cavalry. Who knew how many would survive?
"Artillery, aim at the rear of the Tatar army on the left wing and fire!"
If you can reduce the pressure on the Song Army's cavalry, a few more people can survive.
"Crossbowman, shoot for me!"
Cao Shixiong shouted loudly, and the Song Army's central army formed a large formation. The crossbowmen turned to the left wing one after another, and fired crossbows. The Mongolian cavalry who broke into the Song Army's left wing were shot off their horses, and the cavalry formation immediately became sparse.
The left wing formation of the Song Army was broken through, but several square formations in the formation were still intact. They formed a formation and used crossbows and thunderbolts to fight against the intruding Mongolian cavalry. When encountering a charge, they chose to use crossbow archers and spearmen. Carry it hard. The Mongolian cavalry ran rampant and the Song army suffered heavy casualties. However, every time they entered a battle formation, they would be completely sniped by the Song army. Every time they reached a gap between the formations, they would be greeted by the Song Army's thunderbolts and crossbow arrows. The Song army put up shields, set up spear formations, fired arrows like locusts, thunder exploded continuously, and the Mongolian cavalry were constantly killed and injured.
The explosions of "Tongtong" continued, and thunder exploded around the horses of the Mongolian knights. Iron pieces flew wantonly, and crossbow arrows continued. The Mongolian knights risked their lives and moved forward. The number of knights was getting smaller and smaller, and the battle formation was no longer feasible. . The Mongolian cavalry continued to become scarce, and they were chased and intercepted by the Song soldiers.
In the left-wing formation, the Song army chased and killed the increasingly scarce Mongolian cavalry. The formation was not in danger, but the danger was finally saved.
Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, cursed secretly, and looked towards the left wing formation.
In the left-wing formation, Cao Youwan led the Song cavalry, and the sharp arrow formation plunged into the Mongolian right-wing cavalry formation. As soon as the two sides collided, people were immediately thrown off their horses, and countless people fell off their horses.
Thanks to the superb iron smelting skills of the Song Dynasty, the smelted steel was tough and strong, and the Song cavalry's armor and horse equipment were well-equipped. During this charge, both sides suffered numerous casualties, but it was obvious that the Mongolian cavalry suffered more losses.
More importantly, the Mongolian cavalry and the Song cavalry were locked in a bitter battle. The Mongolian army coach Torre and others were isolated in the rear formation and unable to move forward.
Both sides fired arrows. The Mongolian cavalry took advantage of the large number of people and rained arrows, while the Song army relied on their sophisticated armor and thunderous bombardments. The two sides fell into a stalemate and rushed to kill at the risk of their lives. At every moment, cavalry from both sides fell off their horses, and shouts of death and screams filled the battlefield on the left flank.
The Mongolian cavalry on the right wing was cut into two sections by the Song cavalry. The Mongolian cavalry in the front saw that Torre's troops were blocked, and they all returned to attack the Song cavalry. The Song Army's cavalry detached themselves to fight with the front Mongolian Army cavalry, while the Song Army's large formation fired artillery and crossbows. The two sides fell into a bitter battle, and people lost their lives at every moment.
One side wants to penetrate the Song Army's Yangzhou defense line and escape, while the other side wants to cut off the other side and intercept the other side to the west of the defense line. Both sides were red-eyed, not afraid of casualties, and mechanically waved their weapons to destroy the opponent's body. The blood of people on both sides flowed on the shore, soaking their feet. The blood flowed downwards and merged into the Han River. The red color rippled on the surface of the river, and it was difficult for the eastward water to carry it all away.
