The cavalry was like the wind, and chased the precious enemy and arrived fifty miles outside Juyong Pass. Here, we happened to encounter three infantry battalions rushing for assistance from the Jin Kingdom, with a total of about 15,000 people.

Pi Shijun took a look, hey... the takeaway arrived.

In this illusion, cavalry fights infantry, unless the opponent is a professional turtle shell-strengthening tactic like the Song Dynasty, it will be a unilateral massacre. Although there have indeed been several victorious battles in history, it will definitely not be today.

When the Liao army, who had just become addicted, saw the Jin army's infantry, they rushed forward like a group of wild wolves. Although the Jin infantry also used defensive tactics, who would have thought that there were muskets and cavalry among the Liao cavalry.

The power of muskets is basically invincible at this distance. Even if those bullets cannot penetrate the heavy armored shield, their powerful impact is not something human power can resist. They can overturn the shield-holder, and the Liao cavalry will seize the opportunity and drive into the gap.

Not to mention trying to block cavalry with human walls or other things, it is impossible, because once the cavalry starts to rush to the camp, it is impossible to stop. The war horses will fight to the death and all obstacles along the way will be washed up. This is more than one cavalry, and they usually encounter continuous charges from a team or even a battalion of cavalry.

What effect will this be like between the hasty infantry and the cavalry that have completed acceleration?

After the extermination of the cavalry and two infantry battalions of the Jin Kingdom, it became late and the Liao soldiers began to clean up the battlefield.

At this time, the coach Xiao Meng rode his horse to the touchdown. Looking at the situation on the battlefield, he looked around with his waist and smiled.

It happened that Pan Weixi was passing by the side with exhaustion. He took off his helmet and showed his handsome face. His face was covered with sweat and dust, but when the firelight shone, it added a bit more masculine.

He picked up a pack of dry food from the ground, regardless of the dirt and blood on his head, opened it and grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he took a big sip of water on his waist and drank it, and finally wiped his mouth with a bold gulp.

With this heroic posture, if there is a woman around you, I really don’t know how many girls’ hearts will be captured, iron and blood, fire and sword, and a spear on the side, and a silhouette is shocking.

"Good boy."

Xiao Meng walked up and patted Pan Weixi on the shoulder: "When will there be elite soldiers like you in the State of Song?"

Pan Weixi turned his head and saw that the man beside him was the head coach of the Left Pisce Army. He immediately stood up straight: "The last general has met Shuai Xiao."

"Okay, okay, don't be arrogant or impatient, it's a good seedling!" Xiao Meng praised Pan Weixi very much. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Looking at you, you seem to have read a book?"

"Go back to Xiao Shuai." Pan Weixi said in a loud voice: "I will learn to read at the age of four, enter a private school at the age of seven, a child at the age of fifteen, and a scholar at the age of nineteen."

"Ha!" Xiao Meng's eyes lit up: "Scholar soldier, can he be so brave?"

Pan Weixi chuckled, her face full of pride: "Back to Xiao Shuai, half of the new Beihai army are scholars, and the most time is also a child."

"really???"

Xiao Meng was shocked at that time. A scholar soldier from a battalion? How big is he to think of this trick? Anyone who has been studying for two months in the skin room can be a staff officer who knows a few big words. This scholar in the battalion is actually charging into battle?

When did the State of Song become so bold?

"yes."

"I don't believe it!" Xiao Meng waved his hand: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! I want to verify it."

"But with Xiao Shuai's verification." Pan Weixi reached out and prepared to call someone.

But Xiao Meng was a smart person. He raised his hand and said, "I'll do it, don't give me some of the ones I've read."

"yes."

Xiao Meng was quite unbeliever. He clicked a few soldiers wearing the Beihai New Army uniforms and came over, examining them with their pictures and marks, as well as some military terms.

These things are simply ladders for ordinary big-headed soldiers, but the soldiers of the New Army of the North Sea felt that it was inexplicable. Why would the Liao commander suddenly call them over and ask some such simple questions? This thing that even the new soldiers can do is insulting people when asked.

Finally, one of them was annoyed by the question, so he took out his map from his arms and opened it to Xiao Meng for a look...

This glance directly shocked Xiao Meng for a whole year. He saw that the fineness of the map was unprecedented, and there were many large and small circles on it. After asking, he realized that it was called an elevation line. The smaller the circle, the higher the terrain. In addition, there are horizontal and vertical longitude and latitude lines and coordinate points, as well as the markings of surface characteristics everywhere.

"We are here now, twelve degrees west of Jiamao, and the ground is high...well, the plain."

Although Xiao Meng was shocked, he still didn't believe in evil. He asked others to take out the map and looked at it a few times. He found that everyone had a map, and the content marked on each of them was different. Some people were ambushing them at first glance, some were disturbing them, and some were ambushing them in advance to create chaos.

"How did this be cultivated?" Xiao Meng was stunned. He had never seen such a soldier...

No, these people looked like soldiers, but it seemed that each of them had the talent to lead the army, and the leader Pan Weixi was even more talented. This felt like a marshal of the army and horses were fighting outside with more than two thousand generals.

The Song Kingdom is so popular...

"Let's go, I won't believe it today." Xiao Meng became curious and pulled Pan Weixi forward: "Let them camp first, and then tell me what kind of freaks you are."

Because it was the Song and Liao coalition, Xiao Meng's status was actually equivalent to that of Song Beiyun and belonged to Shangguan. Although Pan Weixi could continue to dispatch Xiao Meng, he still had to give him some face. In addition, he was also polite and was entertained with good wine and meat. It was really hard for the Beihai New Army in the past ten or twenty days, so Pan Weixi had to bite the bullet and go to his handsome tent with this rough uncle.

"What!!!???"

Halfway through the meal, Xiao Meng slapped the table and said, "It's impossible to fight 300,000 yuan!"

Pan Weixi smiled wryly and told all the stories of his experiences over the past ten days, how to destroy the morale of the other party, how to restrain the local main force and how to destroy the opponent's elite camp.

After hearing this, Xiao Meng fell into deep thought and took a big sip of water for a long time: "It's a pity that there is no wine in the camp, otherwise I would have to toast you... No, I'll toast you, wait for a cup, three thousand elites went deep behind the enemy and lived to death. It's a real warrior!"

Pan Weixi's eyes were red when he was said. He was silent for a long time and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "It's a pity that I'm not in command, so nearly 600 brothers still sleep in the green mountains."

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Xiao Meng was also a little sad. After he knew that these people were so elite, he felt very distressed. If he could arrive earlier, he could leave the 600 people, not to mention giving the entire camp to himself, but only giving himself three hundred people!

With only three hundred people, the Pishou Army is equivalent to three hundred more generals who can lead the troops by getting on the horse!

During today's cavalry battle, he saw with his own eyes the ability to respond on the spot, calmly, judge the situation, and make decisions immediately. Such people will definitely be a good player when they get anywhere.

But then I thought about it and found that although I lost more than 20% of the money, the remaining people will only be more elite.

This made Xiao Meng even more itchy. He wished he could put his wings on his feet and fly to Juyong Pass now, and asked Song Beiyun to give up this team of elite soldiers to himself. This team was left in the hands of the commander who treated the horse as a mule and ruined the treasure.

"You will rest first, and give you a chance tomorrow to wait for revenge on your dead brothers."

Pan Weixi stood up to thank him.

Afterwards, the two talked about the situation on the battlefield, because Pan Weixi had said before that they had been fighting with the Jin ** team for 20 days, and no one in the world knew the current Jin army better than them, so Xiao Meng naturally could not let go of this information.

When it comes to professional fields, Pan Weixi's ability once again made Xiao Meng feel that she is so desperate that she can get these people.

Opening the map, as Pan Weixi explained, it seemed that there was really a thousand miles of mountains and rivers in front of Xiao Meng. Where the Jin army was, where they might go, where they would go, where they would go, where they would go, where they would go, where they would break through, and why, why this was the case, were all clearly stated in Pan Weixi's narration.

As an old commander, Xiao Meng felt that he might have to do this.

But Pan Weixi said that almost everyone in the New Army of the North Sea can do it, and there are a few that are better than him.

"Speaking of this picture, who made it for you? Our Song and Liao dynasties were not peaceful before, but now we are brothers, so I can give us some time."

Pan Weixi raised his head in surprise: "Making the map? We made it ourselves."

"Make it yourself?"

"Yes." Pan Weixi nodded confusedly: "Fill in the map bit by bit based on the reconnaissance information and battlefield trends. We call dynamic mapping. We have to learn it in the camp, and someone will teach it in the military academy."

"Come on, make one for me and I'll stay." Xiao Meng took out a treasure knife: "Have one for you to exchange!"

Pan Weixi smiled and rejected his kindness, but he still took out a carbon pen and a carry-on tape ruler to start making pictures. In order to facilitate Xiao Meng to understand, he also specially marked the branches next to it with fly head small calligraphy, which is the height of the mountain, the river runoff area, where is the village, the scale, etc.

Xiao Meng, who was holding a brand new map, looked carefully for a while and was extremely happy. He raised his head to look at Pan Weixi and said, "I have to think of a way to get you a siege army. Such a good talent... Alas, how can you go to the battlefield?"
Chapter completed!