Burden-bearing marches, a hundred miles in the middle of the day, and then can immediately enter the battle...... This is actually a powerful combat power!

No matter how good the command is, no matter how strong the strategy, it must be carried out by a force with strong combat effectiveness. Otherwise, everything will be empty! And the Kaifeng forbidden army of the Great Song Dynasty, since it began more than a hundred years ago, until not long ago, it has not been seriously trained and equipped. Because the Great Song Dynasty didn't know how to motivate those old soldiers to train...... The soldiers do not train in normal times, and no amount of rewards on the battlefield is useless.

The truth of sweating more in peacetime and less bloodshed in wartime can stand the test of practice in the Song Dynasty!

And this difficult problem of military training has finally been satisfactorily solved because of the house that everyone loves and the imperial military exercises that "emphasize military force and light literature...... At least partially, temporarily, a satisfactory solution.

Now with skills, physical strength, equipment, and the warriors who know why they are fighting (fighting for the house), they have the unimaginable fighting ability and will to fight of the Tibetan people.

They packed up and hurried all night long, but they still maintained their fighting spirit and abundant physical strength. When the vanguard led by Wang Yuqin arrived at the Mazong Pass, there was no need to rest at all, and the Fang Nu soldiers who marched in armor directly launched a battle formation, holding spears and screaming to attack the stunned warriors of the Tibetan tribe.

"Put down the spear and change the bow and arrow!"

When the more than 900 ironclad soldiers under the third and fourth commanders of the Dragon Warrior rushed to the front of the fortifications composed of carts carrying grain, the officers ordered everyone to put down their spears, take out their bows and arrows, and start firing arrows.

Many of the warriors of the Tibetan tribe were also driven by their leaders to line up behind the carts and fortifications, and they were also armed with bows and arrows. It seemed that they wanted to block the route of the Song army's attack with a dense rain of arrows, but how could they fight with their opponents in foot armor? Their arrows can't penetrate the iron armor at all, and when the arrows of the Song people are covered, they can only use their flesh and blood to carry them stiffly.

After a few volleys, the soldiers of the Tibetan tribe suffered heavy casualties and fled in terror.

"Pick up the spear and move forward!"

The voice of the king's orders was not very loud, and it was difficult to hear them clearly in the chaotic battlefield. But it doesn't matter, the house slave soldiers are very conscious in fighting! Without the supervision of the generals, they picked up their spears one after another, screamed and rushed up to cut off their heads.

At this time, it was already past midnight, and although it was summer, the temperature in the Mazong Pass on the plateau was not high, and there was a cold chill. And the soldiers of the Tibetan army who gathered in a hurry saw the tip of a spear that shone dazzlingly in the morning light, and the chill in their hearts probably couldn't be erased.

One commander after another adjusted from a state of rapid march to a dense offensive formation, and for the first time unfolded, along the narrow and rugged mountain road, advancing forward.

Wang Yu wore a Qingtang Qizi armor given by his subordinates, and walked behind the third and fourth capitals as the strikers with a few relatives. His task now is not to urge the troops to attack, but to control the rhythm of the troops' offensive - it is very difficult to replace a frenzied army from the front line!

But the Dragon Warrior has 8 commanded troops, and everyone has to cut off their heads together! Wang Yu commanded a bowl of water to be even, otherwise how to convince the public?

In addition, there are more than 900 knights and more than 1,800 knight auxiliaries waiting to pursue the tail ranks!

The warriors of the dragon have to give way to others when necessary.

"Cut off your head and change your house!"

"Cut off your head, change your house......"

The characteristic shouting of killing has already resounded on the battlefield at this time. The more than 900 house slave warriors who served as the vanguard had already collided with the chaotic warriors of the Fan family.

The warriors of the Fan family were simply powerless to resist the ironclad infantry who were attacking in formation, and the length of the sabers or carbines they used could not be compared to the spears used by the Fangnu warriors. Moreover, they could not set up a strict phalanx, but only met the enemy in a chaotic manner. When the spears of the house slave warriors smashed down, the warriors of the Fan family were powerless to parry, and they had to wait for death.

There were also some warriors who risked their lives to swing their swords forward, passing through the jungle of spears and approaching their iron-clad opponents. But a long sword quickly stabbed them, stabbing them through the cold. Even if someone dodged the attack of the long sword and tried to make a cut, what could they do? Lacking in experience and training, the Fan family swordsmen had no idea how to hack an opponent wearing foot armor to death. Cutting 1.5 mm thick pieces of iron armor with a blade will not lead to good results.

Due to the crowded mountain roads and the too many soldiers of the Fan family, the charging Fang Nu warriors would sometimes be blocked by the soldiers of the Fan family, who had no way to retreat. At this time, Wang Yu will order the house slaves in the rear team to release arrows. Wave after wave of feathered arrows!

For the Tibetan soldiers with a very low armor rate, this rain of arrows falling from the sky was very deadly! And the arrows they shot out couldn't penetrate the defenses of the foot armor.

The battle on the mountain road of Mazong Mountain turned into a one-sided massacre. The superior number of soldiers and horses of the Tibetan army could not be deployed, but could only fight with the opponent with a chaotic small force, and the numerical advantage could not be exerted at all. Moreover, they could not get on their horses to fight their opponents, and the cavalry could not exert their speed advantage on such narrow mountain roads, so they all changed from light cavalry to four-legged light infantry. The panicked light infantry faced the murderous heavy infantry, and the result was naturally obvious.

However, the slaughter of house slaves was not very efficient, because it was much more troublesome to capture prisoners and cut off their heads than to kill people. In addition, in order to give everyone a chance to accomplish their life goals, Wang Yu and Gao Yu had to control the pace of the offensive, and every once in a while they replaced the two commanders in front of them with new troops. This would give all the troops the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, as well as facilitate the cutting of heads, the capture of prisoners, and, of course, the looting of booty.

This inefficient method of slaughter gave the leaders of the Tibetan people under the Yima Party a false impression that their own soldiers and horses seemed to be able to fight the enemy.

Therefore, during the military discussion in the early morning of the same day, most of the leaders of the Fan family opposed the desperate escape, but wanted to gather Erlang to fight the enemy.

Lama Mubo, who was sent by Xi Cheng Luosa to assist in the Yima Party Expedition, also regained his composure at this time, and said loudly: "Six leaders, it is too much to defeat Michuan back to Miaochuan like this, I am afraid that I will let the Michuan people and Renduo unify the army look down." ”

Yima Dangzheng frowned: "Mu Bo, what do you say?" We're stuck in the mountains right now, and we can't do it in a hurry. ”

Someone immediately made a suggestion: "There is a valley ten miles to the north, called Sangjia Valley, the terrain is open, we can deploy cavalry there and fight to the death with the Song people!" ”

Yima Dangzheng didn't have any ideas, so he had to look at Lama Mubo, who touched his bald head: "Six leaders, you can give it a try." And even if we want to leave, we have to repel the pursuers first! Otherwise, let the Song people chase all the way to the city of Miaochuan, and the 20,000 Erlang will be wiped out. ”

The lama is also reasonable, and the Yima Party Zhengxin said: There must be someone behind the palace, or you will not be able to run away!

"Good!" Yima Dangzheng nodded and said to Mu Bo, "Leader Mu Bo, then you will lead the sons and daughters to Sangjia Valley to make contributions!" ”

……

"Hurry up, get on the horse!"

"It's our turn! Prepare to charge ......"

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! ”

"Cut off your head and change your house!"

Tong Guan, who commanded the Song army to pursue and kill the enemy, also knew that there was a relatively open valley ahead - there were many Tubo people in his team who supported national unity and national unity, so they naturally knew the terrain.

Therefore, when the ironclad infantry in the vanguard almost reached the mouth of the Sangjia Valley, Tong Guan sent the trump card in his hand, more than 900 knights in front of the palace and more than 1,000 knights!

The knights were more anxious than the ironclad infantry, because they were spectators in the previous siege of Longzhu Heicheng, and they watched other people's meritorious deeds and cut off their heads, can they not be anxious? And in the battle that began early this morning, they were again ranked last, and they could only watch as the brothers of the dragon warrior cut off their heads and captured the prisoners. All of them are going crazy!

Now that you can finally go to the battlefield, you naturally cheer loudly.

The sound of more than 2,000 people cheering together was like thunder, and it soon reached the ears of Lama Mubo, who was reorganizing his people in the Sangjia Valley.

This lama, who was accustomed to fighting under the command of Xi Cheng Luosa, now regretted a little that he suggested that the Yima Party fight back against the Song people in Sangjia Valley.

Because the situation of the attacked front army (now the rear team) was worse than expected, the sons and daughters who retreated to Sangjia Valley were like losing their souls, and they only thought about fleeing quickly. Mu Bo had to send his own soldiers to slash and slaughter dozens of people before he finally stabilized the rout.

But a new trouble appeared in front of Mu Bo again, and the Fan family lost many weapons when he retreated! Half of the sons who retreated to Sangjia Valley were bare-handed, and half had only sabers or bows and arrows, and hardly a spear.

How can you charge into battle without a spear? The infantry and cavalry of the Song people are equipped with spears and horses, how can the sons and daughters of the Fan family break them with sabers?

In desperation, Mu Bo could only transfer some sons from the Chinese army, and after a lot of chaos, the formation was not completely lined up, and the Song army roared again! Then Mu Bo felt the ground tremble under his feet.

This is...... Tens of thousands of horses' hooves pounding the ground in a hurry?

The enemy's cavalry is coming?

As soon as the terrible thought took shape in Lama Mupo's mind, a terrified cry came from nowhere.

"A ride! The Song people's armor is here! ”

Lama Mubo turned his head suddenly, and saw rows of jumping armored horsemen under the dazzling sunlight, all holding long horses, rushing out of the valley like iron streams, rushing towards him with unstoppable momentum!

"Ah, it turns out that today is the day of the old man's death!" Lama Mubo sighed and folded his hands, "Amitabha Buddha ......"