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Just when Di Lie was mobilizing his troops and preparing to take Gu and other remaining soldiers as the touchstone for the first battle of the new recruits, Zuokai's team, which was sent out to serve as a guard post, suddenly reported: "A small group of golden soldiers were found in the enemy's camp.

The gathering, judging from the rising smoke, is no less than forty or fifty people."

"Assemble? Take the initiative to attack?" Di Lie couldn't help but admire Gu Xin. He couldn't have known that his golden soldiers had suffered hundreds of casualties. Instead of trying to escape, he actually wanted to take the initiative to attack.

I really don’t know whether he is stubborn or arrogant. Moreover, if he really wants to attack, he should choose to attack from behind when the Yimin and Jin soldiers are fighting fiercely. They will definitely be defeated. In that case, the situation will be completely reversed.

You didn't take action when it was time to take action, but you wanted to make a comeback when the dust settled. What did you do earlier?

In fact, Di Lie really wronged Guxin. It was not that Guxin did not want to attack from both front and rear, but because the war developed too fast and was too dramatic, which caused him to miss the opportunity.

When Hu Li demobilized Guxin's troops and rushed towards the Dongzhai Gate with a killing force, it turned into a fatal situation. After hearing the news, Guxin knew that he might not be able to escape this time. The night was as dark as

Mo, the battle situation was so chaotic that Gu Xin really couldn't figure out how many enemies had come, but the most elite force under his command was wiped out so quickly and easily. This combat power was so terrifying that it made him tremble.

With every violent explosion, he seemed to hear the screams of the brave and fearless Jurchen warriors falling to the ground. He could even feel that there was a pair of demonic eyes in the night sky, coldly and fiercely.

He stared at him as indifferently as if he were a dead person.

Gu Xin was already prepared. When the enemy invaded the tent, he would see the demon with his own eyes, and then choose whether to die gloriously or commit suicide.

However, after a long night, things took a turn for the better. The personal guards who went to Dongzhaimen for reconnaissance finally brought exciting news: there are not many enemies, or even quite a few. It is very possible.

, died together with our soldiers in repeated fierce battles last night. What is even more gratifying is that the soldiers who were sent to patrol and search on both sides of the Huan River returned. However, due to heavy losses, the enemy had to use those sheep.

The Song prisoners came to defend the gate of the village. This was a good opportunity to attack from both front and back!

Even the personal guards could see the opportunity. How could Guxin, a warrior who was experienced in the battlefield, not see it? But seeing it was one thing, whether he could correctly estimate the development of the battle situation was another. He

He never expected that when he hurriedly sent the order, he would finally assemble all the remaining golden soldiers, including the only twenty golden soldiers at the Xizhai gate and the twenty golden soldiers guarding the supply warehouse - after all

It is not an easy task to gather dozens of stragglers in this Chinese army camp with a radius of nearly five miles.

More than forty of the last Jurchen war riders finally gathered together, and were about to give those Nanmanzi who had eaten brown bear bile (the Jurchens believed that bears were much more powerful than leopards) a blow to the head. The situation of the battle took a turn for the worse, and they were given a blow to the head——

There was a loud bang, the day lily was cold!

When the fighting at Dongzhai Gate turned from raging to silent, Gu Xin's heart gradually sank. All the Jin soldiers behind him seemed to have realized something, but no one had any hesitation on their face.

, a look of fear.

Maybe the enemy's reinforcements have arrived, maybe the Khitan soldiers saw the opportunity and ran away, maybe the enemy has some powerful killing moves, maybe... But no matter what happened, they had no way out, either to kill all the enemies

, or they all die in battle, and there is nothing else.

The soldiers had no way out, and Gu Xin, as the general, had no choice. As the leader of an army, he had lost his troops and made a mistake. Apart from a decisive blow, there was no other way to survive.

Two high-spirited mourning soldiers were walking towards each other. They met unexpectedly in the middle of the Jin Army's camp. There is a saying in the art of war that "the mourning soldiers must win", but the armies on both sides were mourning soldiers.

If so, who will “must win”?

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave prevails. Although Gu Xin has never heard of this Han proverb, there is no doubt that he has such confidence. When it comes to bravery and fearlessness, there are soldiers in this army who can compete with the Jurchen warriors of the Great Jin Kingdom.

compared to.

An ordinary Jurchen warrior can withstand three Song soldiers; an elite Jurchen warrior can withstand five elite Song soldiers; and an elite warrior with a desperate will to fight can withstand ten elite Song soldiers. Now, he still has in his hand

There were nearly fifty brave and fearless Jurchen warriors, but they faced only a thousand remnant soldiers and slaves who were as humble as ants before yesterday... Can fifty hungry wolves deal with a thousand sheep?

Gu Xin's face covered with scars showed a ferocious smile. He looked back at the knights behind him with their fangs bared and murderous. Then he saw the patrolling cavalry in front of them and the young and strong volunteers who were huddled in chaos.

…Does this answer need to be said?

Gu Xin raised his left hand high, and the golden soldiers behind him immediately slowed down their running momentum and let the war horses trot slowly in order to accumulate power, and when they entered the charging distance, they could execute a thunderous strike.

Although the Jin soldiers only had a few dozen cavalry, their fierce murderous aura and the Jurchens' fierce murderous aura, which had been invincible since the founding of the army and destroyed two century-old countries in a row in more than ten years, overwhelm the group of former warriors opposite them.

The slave soldiers and quasi-slaves were in chaos, and there was a jaw-dropping scene in which a few dozen cavalrymen suppressed more than a thousand infantry cavalrymen and forced them to retreat continuously.

To be precise, the only one who was really stunned was Di Lie, the "Newcomer of Time and Space". The others were waiting. Yang Zhechong and Zuo Kai were sweating profusely and yelling at the young volunteers to line up in formation. Fang Hong also kept giving his cavalry

The subordinates cheered up. Only Ah Shu seemed to have seen the behavior of Song soldiers encountering Jurchen Jin soldiers. The expression on his face was quite calm, as if he was not surprised.

The enemy was already two miles away, wearing armor and holding spears. His war horses were gradually accelerating, and he was about to launch an attack. However, his own formation was still in a mess. Half of the battle was lost before the battle was fought. When the enemy's cavalry charged, he probably wouldn't be there yet.

If you get too close, this rabble will collapse and run wild.

Di Lie secretly sighed in his heart. As expected, a real battle cannot be solved by just relying on a moment of bravery. To win, it depends on the soldiers' daily rigorous and arduous training, continuous actual combat, and their gradual improvement in actual combat.

Accumulated experience and courage, coupled with a qualified commander...

And now Di Lie has not met any conditions, not even himself, and is not considered a qualified commander - commanding a battle of more than a thousand people like this, even in his time and space, he would have never had the chance to do it, let alone

This is a battle in the cold weapon age.

Di Lie simply wanted to rely on the strength of his people and eat the last group of golden soldiers like ants killing an elephant. He said with a sullen face to Fang Hong: "The golden soldiers only have less than fifty riders, and you have

Nearly three hundred people, six to one, six of you can defeat one of them. I don’t care what tactics you use, but you must delay the enemy for a period of time so that our army can form a good formation."

Looking at the cold spears and the silent cavalry approaching in front of him, Fang Hong's big face turned red, while the cavalry behind him all had pale faces.

Di Lie slowly pulled out the gold-laced scimitar, his eyes getting colder: "If you want to be my subordinate, the first thing you should do is obey orders unconditionally. The result of disobeying orders is to get out! Or - die!"

Fang Hong took a long breath, gritted his teeth, raised his iron spear suddenly, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brothers, across the way are the bastard golden captives who don't treat me as human beings! They only have less than fifty riders.

, and we have three hundred cavalry, six of them will beat him one! Our boss has no other requirements, just ask the brothers to rush with me once, just once!"

The faces of the signing army's cavalry were still pale, but their strong chests began to rise and fall under their armors, and the knuckles holding the long soldiers turned white from excessive exertion.

As Fang Hong roared violently: "Repay injustice for injustice, revenge for revenge, charge!" One horse took the lead and rushed out. Followed by two, three, and then more than ten cavalry, and then all the cavalry rushed forward.

Got out.

Although they were unable to form a triangular formation due to a fault in their formation order, the tightness between the cavalry and the cavalry was not as tight as the oncoming golden soldiers. The result of this collision between the cavalry was unpredictable.

Di Lie knew that no matter whether they won or lost in this battle, they had taken the first step towards becoming real soldiers - fighting not only requires courage, but it is also absolutely indispensable.

Di Lie glanced at the young and strong volunteers from one group in the east to the other in the west, looking at the frightened and frightened pale faces. Without saying a word, he dismounted from his horse, walked to the front row, and put a person in the front row.

Unable to stop shaking, he picked up the spear that fell on the ground in front of the young and empty-handed volunteer, and then got into it. Like an ordinary soldier, he held the spear firmly with both hands and raised it at an angle of 45 degrees. Then he held it deeply and deeply.

Taking a breath, his tongue suddenly exploded: "Soldiers, follow my lead!"

Seeing that the prince-like general actually took the lead and stood in the first row in front of the military formation - even the most unsophisticated young volunteers knew that in the face of the roaring cavalry, the first row of the infantry phalanx,

The mortality rate is definitely the highest.

The chaotic volunteers were obviously frightened by Di Lie's move, and there was actually a scene where thousands of people froze at the same time.

Yang Zhechong and Zuo Kai no longer bothered to organize their troops, and squeezed through the crowd panting: "Your Highness, Your Highness, you are the commander, you must not..."

Di Lie glanced at the two of them coldly: "Go back to your combat positions."

Yang Zhechong was so anxious that he grabbed the spear and said, "Don't talk about us yet. The same goes for you. Go back to your combat position first."

Di Lie shook the spear shaft and shook Yang Zhechong's palm away: "Do you think I want this? Look back at these rabble. Although they are dozens of times stronger than the enemy, can they withstand the first round of the golden soldiers' attack?"

Yang Zhechong gritted his teeth and shook his head: "If the Jin soldiers rush over now, it will be a massacre."

Di Lie looked up at the two armies that were about to collide in front of him, and his eyes hardened: "Yes, if you drag untrained troops onto the battlefield, what awaits them is a massacre... However, we have no choice.

Fortunately, the enemy only has a few dozen people. We don't need technical tactics, combat experience, sophisticated equipment, or even the command of a general. We only need a basic formation, and - courage

!”

Yang Zhechong nodded: "I understand, let me be the 'courage' of a general."

"No, I am not as good as you in arranging troops; you are not as good as me in charging into battle. You and I should each perform our duties." Di Lie's words are not modest. He came to this era in just ten days, although he also fought

I have fought a few battles, but most of them are special operations that I am good at. This is the first time I have commanded thousands of people to fight head-on like this. Especially cold weapon warfare, it is completely blind. In my impression, apart from some film and television materials, there are only some online text materials. These

There is probably a certain gap between the speculations of later generations and the real actual combat in ancient times.

Although Yang Zhechong was only a small scout general in the original Western Army and had never commanded even one (a hundred people), he was still a veteran of the army for nearly ten years. He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running away.

, it should be no problem to form a simple infantry square.

But Yang Zhechong didn't know that this mysterious leader in his mind was very capable in fighting, but he was not as good as himself in arranging his troops, and even reached out to grab the spear.

At this moment, a series of scalp-numbing collisions were heard, and the two cavalry finally collided.
Chapter completed!