Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Sinking Boat (2)
The cold moonlight shone on the weapons and armor of the soldiers, reflecting the flickering cold light of the stars. Everyone was silent, not even the horses under their crotches neighed.
There is an emotional communication between the knight and the warhorse. If the knight is agitated and nervous, the horse will be keenly aware of this negative state and, under its influence, will also reflect the state of anxiety. And at this moment, before a battle of great importance, thousands of men and thousands of horses gathered in one place, but there was no sound. This is the most true reflection of the mentality of the soldiers, and it is the relaxed attitude that only a real bear can show.
Youzhou horses are strong, and they are indeed the best in the world. For a long time, the Hu cavalry in northern Xinjiang maintained a huge advantage in bravery and cavalry tactics when facing the army of the Central Plains regime. And when the Hu cavalry was well-equipped, they immediately became the most terrible weapons of killing. In the first and second years of Yongxing, Wang Jun relied on such an army to go south to capture Yecheng and coerce Chang'an, so as to grab enough political capital for himself, and from a local official on the northern frontier to a powerful town that was enough to pry the situation in the world.
Wang Jun has become accustomed to using force to maintain his position. Although the Youzhou army has just suffered an unprecedented defeat, and although the political ally of the East China Sea King for many years has shown a looming fear and alienation, Wang Jun absolutely firmly believes that as long as the power of the Youzhou army is exerted in the right place, it will be invincible.
He rode forward, glanced majestically at the officers lined up at the front, and coughed softly, wanting to say something to boost morale.
At this time, Duan Wenyang's war horse suddenly swirled continuously, and its four hooves violently trampled on the ground, neighing irritably. Duan Wenyang shouted a little embarrassed, and it took a lot of energy to calm down the gray-white horse.
Duan Wenyang's riding skills are only comparable to a few people in the Youzhou Army, and this situation is very rare for him to appear.
Wang Jun waited for Duan Wenyang for a moment, and for some reason, his heart suddenly throbbed, as if something extremely bad was about to happen.
Wang Jun couldn't help but shudder.
But when he looked around, he saw that all the soldiers were waiting for him to give an order with blazing eyes, and there was nothing unusual about him, and then he looked at the scouts on the top of the slope who were looking at the enemy's situation, and there was no special reaction.
Thousands of iron horsemen are here, only a stone's throw from the ground, what else is there to think about? In any case, this is the moment when the arrow is ready to be sent and has to be sent!
Wang Jun raised his hand to signal.
A knight slowly stepped forward from behind him, holding a pine torch in his hand. The knights at the front of each column moved forward in order, first lighting the torches in their hands, and then lighting the torches held by the knights in the rear of their columns. Soon, a sea of fire lit up in the originally gloomy mountain col.
The bright red fire jumped in Wang Jun's eyes, countless fire balls swayed, and the trajectories left in the pupils were connected, like boiling and tumbling blood, which made people can't help but be excited, and they can't help but rise murderously.
Wang Jun pulled out his sword. The luxurious blade inlaid with gold and jade drew a brilliant arc in the night sky: "Kill!" ”
Thousands of people responded in unison: "Kill!" ”
The silence of the night seemed to be shattered by a thunderclap. The blood-red flames rose into the sky, and thousands of iron horsemen rose and fell, like huge gray tornadoes of dust, rushing towards the defenseless and weak camp.
In the camp of the Jinyang Army, it was already a mess at this time. The sporadic torches were lit, faintly reflecting the crowd of headless flies running around, and all kinds of panicked roars and shouts were like the sorrowful screams of prey, which stimulated the blood of the knights of the Youzhou Army who rushed to the front, and they desperately beat their horses to accelerate.
The camp was not originally built for war, so there was not even a wall. There is only a simple fence. The fence consisted of thick planks that were hammered vertically into the ground, and the planks were connected by horizontal rows of timber and fastened to each other with straw ropes. This is not an obstacle at all in front of Youzhou Iron Cavalry.
The cavalry who had rushed to the vicinity of the camp were the first to rush through the spurs, wielding a lasso and strapping one end on a plank. The momentum of the horse's continued gallop immediately uprooted the planks and even pulled the entire fence into the air.
In order to strengthen the power of this wave of impact, Wang Jun even sent his own team of heavy cavalry, which he regarded as treasures. These heavy cavalry, clad in iron armor and decorated with colour, burst through the breach, like a tidal wave spewing through a crack in the, and slashed the panicked enemy in the camp with their lances, blades, and iron hooves.
The impact of the first wave was met with almost no resistance. Under the sudden blow of the iron cavalry, every time the soldiers of the Jinyang Army tried to gather a defensive line, they would be torn to pieces in an instant. The Youzhou cavalry who rushed into the camp went on a rampage, scattering torches everywhere and lighting one fire after another.
The Youzhou cavalry generals who took the lead ignored the miscellaneous soldiers fleeing in embarrassment, and kept moving forward, heading straight to several ornate tents in the center of the camp. But he was entangled by a team of foot soldiers coming horizontally. He cursed angrily, stabbed several approaching soldiers with his lance, and shouted: "Do not delay, troops, and press forward!" Don't go, Lu Yao and Liu Yan! ”
Many subordinates shouted with him: "Don't go, Lu Yao and Liu Yan!" ”
Dozens and hundreds of people shouted in unison, and the voice reached Wang Jun's ears.
Wang Jun took a few steps forward with the reins, and said happily: "Found Lu Yao and Liu Yan?" ”
Wang Jun, as a member of the dynasty with the body of a daughter, naturally would not charge with the generals. After swinging his sword and giving the order to charge, he rode his horse for a few paces, and then slowly slowed down and fell behind.
According to the previous plan, the first batch of people who attacked the enemy camp were mainly Wang Jun's personal guard heavy cavalry, with about a thousand cavalry troops, and the rest followed Duan Wenyang's side, surrounding Wang Jun. They are always ready to go to the front line depending on the changing situation of the battle, or continue to strike at the enemy, or use the mobility of cavalry to outflank and hunt.
The key to this surprise attack on Changshan is not in the number of kills and injuries of the Jinyang army, but in its leader Liu Yan and Lu Yao, the commander of the Daijun army. As long as these two people are controlled, they can not only coerce Jinyang and Daijun to submit, but also write to the imperial court and denounce them as traitors who invade the borders of neighboring states without authorization, no matter how they operate, the initiative is in their own hands.
Thinking that Liu Yan and Lu Yao would soon fall into his hands, Wang Jun couldn't contain his happy mood. He slapped the saddle with the scabbard and shouted to the rest of the cavalry to disperse, to gallop through the enemy's flank on the one hand, and cut off the enemy's retreat on the other, and to capture his main general.
Although Wang Jun was not good at commanding on the battlefield, this series of orders was still good when his army had the upper hand. At least he thought he had no flaws in it.
However, he shouted the order to exit, but the cavalry around him did not move slightly.
"What are you doing? Hurry up or you'll miss the fighter! Wang Jun shouted angrily, and waved his horsewhip to beat him.
In the past, he manipulated these beards like fingers, not to say that they were beaten, and it was not a matter of life and death. But today everything was suddenly different, Wang Jun's long whip had not yet fallen, and the tip of the whip was grabbed by a Xianbei knight with one hand, and with a little force, he snatched it violently.
"Bold!" Several knights were usually above the top, and when they saw that Xianbei man was so rude, they were immediately furious. They rushed over with their horses, wanting to kill them, but before they could do anything, the surrounding Xianbei knights attacked at the same time, and dozens of long lances poked out together, and immediately pierced the knights through seventeen or eighteen holes each, and lifted the corpses from the horses!
How so? Wang Jun was horrified. And the rest of the knights drew their swords one after another, guarding Wang Jun in the heart.
In the blink of an eye, the whole team was divided into two circles, inside and outside. The inner circle is Wang Jun himself and one of the few guards who follow him. The outer ring is the cavalry of the Duanbu who are eyeing the tiger.
"Duan Wenyang! Duan Wenyang! What's going on? Wang Jun roared loudly. He had instinctively realized that there was going to be an unbelievably terrible situation, and he forced himself to maintain his dignity only with the last of his sense. His voice has always been loud, but unfortunately it trembles at the moment, and suddenly it is no longer majestic.
Duan Wenyang stepped out of the crowd and looked at Wang Jun coldly.
Over the past many years, Wang Jun has regarded this young warrior as one of the countless fierce beasts he has raised, laughing again and again as the beasts pounce on them. In Wang Jun's eyes, Duan Wenyang is different from his thoughtful and unpredictable father, rude and reckless and simple-minded, and he is his most powerful and manipulative beast. But now, this Xianbei general, who has been given the greatest trust, has turned against him? When he himself faced this beast, Wang Jun only felt fear.
He pulled out his waist knife and wanted to intimidate Duan Wenyang, but he was afraid that it would provoke Duan Wenyang to riot, so he hurriedly lowered the knife: "You say! What are you doing? Are you going to rebel? Want to rebel? Duan Bu Xianbei actually forgot my years of kindness, and Duan Wu Bechen actually forgot our love for our son-in-law? ”
"General ......" did not answer Duan Wenyang, but Fang Qinzhi. At this moment, the businessman still had a little cringe, he raised his whip and pointed at Wang Jun, and shouted loudly: "As a citizen of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Duan Department is a loyal minister of the Great Jin Dynasty. It's you, Wang Jun Pengzu! In the ninth year of Yuankang, you colluded with Empress Jia to assist the eunuch Sun Shu in poisoning the crown prince; In the first year of Yongxing, you took the opportunity of the chaos in the center to murder Youzhou Assassin Shi and Yan, and led Youzhou yourself; At this age, you first attacked the friendly army of Daijun, which was also a subordinate of the imperial court, on the grassland, and then came to Changshan to attack the friendly army of the state. With such a kind of rebellious behavior, where is there still a national law and discipline in the eyes? What is not a rebellion? To this day, what kind of personal friendship is still talked about? What Duan Bu did was not out of selfish interests, but to get rid of you, a traitor, for the imperial court! ”
Wang Jun's face suddenly turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to point at the two people in front of him, but his teeth collided up and down, and he couldn't speak.
And Duan Wenyang looked at Wang Jun and sighed: "General, now that the matter is now, there is no need to have the idea of luck. You know what to do, don't force us to use our blades. ”