In 1127 AD, the Northern Song Dynasty fell. Immediately, the ninth imperial prince, Zhao Gou, ascended the throne in Shangqiu amidst widespread anticipation, inheriting the Song imperial line and r...
Chapter 314: Raising the Gun (2-in-1 Debt Repayment)
After a short rest, the Xixia people surged forward with the white ox banner pushing forward.
This time, the young men did not risk their lives against the blades and spears again. Instead, they formed a line and drew their bows, pouring arrows under the command of the foreign cavalry behind them... The order they received was simple: they could retreat after all the arrows on their bodies were shot.
One side's arrows were as dense as rain, and the other side's crossbows were as powerful as thunder. The two sides were separated by a distance and engaged in an all-round non-contact combat, which made the Song army happy and worried.
The good news is that after the Xixia people gave up the frontal melee, the Song soldiers in the battle array would relax a little from a psychological point of view, because face-to-face melee is very destructive to people's willpower. Not only that, compared with the previous melee, which actually temporarily stopped the movement of the outer battle line, if it was just a long-range attack, the Song army at this time could completely put up outer shields, wear heavy armor, and continue to move.
But the worry is that arrows have no eyes. If the Xixia people insist on shooting arrows at each other on a large scale, whether they use shields, rotations, or heavy armor, there will inevitably be a considerable exchange of casualties.
After all, the number of the other side is still too large.
The senior officers of the Song army had to consider the occurrence of considerable casualties.
"It won't continue like this."
Just in case, Qu Duan added a silk horse cover to the Iron Elephant while walking slowly and carefully deducing, "If we continue to waste time like this, their actions today will be meaningless. This action must be just a cover for some other action."
"Where is the cover on the battlefield?" Hu Hongxiu, who was also wearing leather armor under Yue Fei's order, shook his head when he heard this.
"There must be a backup plan..." Yue Fei was fine, but how could he stand facing Hu Hongxiu and Qu Duan. "Minister Hu is a first-rate scout, and this time he has made a great contribution, but he is still a little lacking in the military formation."
Hu Hongxiu glanced at Qu Duan and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Yue Fei finally spoke up to explain for Hu Hongxiu: "Minister Hu is not what Qu Dutong thinks... Everyone can see that the Tanguts must have a backup plan. What Minister Hu meant is that the Xixia people have reached the point of fighting desperately, and they are a group of people who were hastily gathered in three or four days, so everyone actually has hope, it's just a matter of how much."
Qu Duan was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to argue, but thinking of the old woman from the Tangut, he did not refute it after all. And not only the scene just now, but also Qu Da understood in his heart that Yue Fei and Hu Hongxiu were calmer and what they said made more sense.
In the final analysis, the Song army seized the gap in the Xixia people's defense and suddenly attacked here with a deadly gesture. At this time, the Xixia people were not prepared at all, and they were extremely frightened... So at this time, any military action they took was hasty and panic, so the seemingly fierce attack could be easily defeated by the Song army's imperial camp troops who were ready for battle; but at the same time, any military action of these Dangxiang people was also crazy and desperate, so no matter how absurd and useless the attack seemed, it should not be underestimated.
In war, thick armor and sharp swords are of course important, but human will cannot be ignored in this era, especially when there is a huge numerical bonus. No one knows what the Xixia people will do when faced with fear and despair.
In fact, as the shooting continued, an unconventional and bloody situation soon emerged on the Xixia side:
Maybe there were too many casualties in the previous round of hand-to-hand combat, and these warriors are still a little frightened. Or maybe the ratio of casualties when they faced the Song army archers without armor made them feel desperate, so soon some deserters tried to take advantage of the opportunity to appear... This is natural... Many deserters tried to retreat by throwing away their quivers to get away, but what they got in return was the bloody suppression from the foreign cavalry behind them.
One after another, any of the thugs who dared to retreat at this time were directly executed on the ridges by the foreign cavalry using the height advantage of their war horses and the length advantage of their spears... In the specific process, seven or eight foreign cavalrymen would rush forward and stab the retreating thugs with seven or eight bloody holes. The executed thugs would often just wail a few times before immediately falling to the ground.
When the killing efficiency of the supervisors in the rear was higher than that of the Song army in the front, and the incident happened suddenly, these grassroots tribesmen still had a certain obedience to the Dangxiang nobles and the Great Baigao Kingdom under the system, not to mention the existence of the national leader's banner...so the front line was quickly stabilized.
But this way of dealing with things is doomed to not last long.
"I really used up all my arrows!" Finally, someone retreated and shouted to the foreign cavalry who were supervising the battle, speaking in Guanxi Chinese. "I have always been the fastest and most stable archer in the tribe!"
Several foreign cavalrymen immediately rushed forward with spears in hand, and the voice responded quickly, half pleading, half stubborn and arrogant:
"I'm not kidding you. I just didn't go to Hengshan because I'm old. I have a horse at home, too. I could have given it to you, but I gave it to my grandson temporarily!"
This chaos seemed particularly jarring on the battlefield that had just regained some order, and it directly attracted the attention of Liang Wang Weiming Anhui, who was standing under the white bull banner not far behind, to look up. But when he looked up, he did not find the old soldier who was defending himself, but only saw a group of foreign cavalry who were dispersing and returning to their troops, their spears in their hands already stained red with blood.
At the same time, the young seedlings that were trampled on the ground still stood up stubbornly and, together with the ridges of the fields, covered many things.
Not finding what he was looking for, Weiming Anhui continued to look forward, and then became a little speechless... This was because as far as he could see, at the outermost part of the Song army's marching formation opposite, many shield bearers' shields had already been densely studded with arrows, but they were still moving.
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