Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 434 Trampling the Bandits Like Dust

Xin Qiji shook off the blood stains on the heavy sword and put it back into the scabbard.

Wang Shilong looked at the two Mouke banners captured by Xin Qiji with some envy, and said with a cupped hand, "Commander Xin, the left and right armies have already formed their battle lines. Please give your orders!"

Xin Qiji shook his head, then said proudly: "Any other military orders? The entire army should march forward in formation, take turns advancing, and trample them to death!"

"Here!"

Neither Xin Qiji nor Wang Shilong said how to deal with the Wusheng Army's armored cavalry that had moved around to the flank.

Because they knew that Liu Huai had already left the city and led a large army to follow Xin Qiji and others.

At this time, there were nearly two thousand armored soldiers and more than a hundred armored cavalry surrounding Liu Huai. How could a few hundred golden cavalrymen shake them?
Wang Shilong gave the order: "Teams one to ten, line up first! Push forward!"

Under the command of flags and trumpets, ten small phalanxes emerged from the formation and began to advance slowly.

Each small square formation is a team of fifty people, with three rows of spears, which are held flat and swept forward like an iron curtain.

"Form a formation! Form a formation!" An officer among the Jin army infantry who had just been thrown into chaos by Xin Qiji shouted loudly, but it was too late.

After exchanging fire with the soldiers on the city walls, covering the attack on the city gate by the Qian army, and being suddenly attacked by the armored soldiers of the Jingnan Army, these hundreds of Jin army infantrymen had already become exhausted, not to mention that two of their marching officers were killed in battle. Morale had already dropped to a certain level.

After being approached by the soldiers of the Jingnan Army, facing the forest of long spears and dense crossbow arrows, the Jin army infantry finally could not hold on and fled backwards.

At this time, Pu Sanshou had only mostly reorganized the seven Mouke infantrymen he had gathered. Faced with the sudden collapse of his own soldiers, he was panic-stricken for a moment.

Originally, the troops he organized should have rotated with the Jin infantry fighting in the front, or supported each other. However, after the Jin army in the front was defeated, these ideas were shattered.

Pu Sanshou wanted to ask the people around him what to do next, but suddenly he found that the guards beside him suddenly turned pale and trembled violently.

Following the guard's gaze towards Chao County, I saw a tall and strong man with one foot on the parapet, holding a head and shouting to the sky. The Han soldiers beside him also cheered. Then, the "Wusheng" flag representing the commander-in-chief of the Wusheng Army fell on the city wall, was picked up, and hung upside down on the side of the city wall.

There was a buzzing sound in Pu Sanshou's head, but the deafening shouts in his ears became more and more uniform and louder.

"The thief has been killed!"

"The thief has been killed!"

The two sides were only about thirty steps apart, but Pu Sanshou smiled. He said to his left and right guards, "I am the general's confidant. Now that the general has died in battle, how can I survive alone?"

He did not drive his horse to the edge of the formation to give commands, nor did he stay at the end of the line like a coward. Instead, he jumped off his horse and stood at the forefront of the Jin army's battle formation with his Meng'an flag.

"Follow me and kill!" Pu Sanshou did not say anything to boost morale, but led the charge, ignoring the fire of guns, and charged forward.

According to the tradition of the Jin Dynasty, or to put it bluntly, according to the strict military law of "pulling the troops and beheading", when the commander of an army launched a charge, the rest of the soldiers, no matter what they were doing, would gather towards the general's flag and attack the enemy together.

Pu Sanshou's troops were no exception. Although the marching Wanhu had died in battle, the marching Meng'an was at the forefront of the entire army and quickly led the Jin army's infantrymen to rely on some instinct, shouting various slogans and following Pu Sanshou into the forest of spears.

At least fifty people were strung together by the first row of spears. The rest used shields, swords, and hammers to push away the spears and squeezed in with force.

More than thirty people were stabbed to death by the second row of spears, and due to dragging and pushing, the formation of the Jingnan Army gradually became uneven.

At the end of the queue, the Jin army, which had not yet engaged in battle with the Jingnan Army, was stimulated by the tragic casualties. Their chaotic brains stimulated by adrenaline quickly woke up and they began to shrink back.

No one laughed at anyone, almost all the Jin troops were stunned by the huge casualties happening before their eyes.

The inevitable collapse began.

Only forty Jin soldiers passed through the third row of spears. At this time, they had a chance to contact the Jingnan Army in the front row, but an embarrassing situation occurred.

In the forest of spears, not only the Jingnan Army was restricted, but the Jin Army that rushed into the formation also had no way to wield their weapons.

The axes and swords were just raised when they were placed on the spears, and short weapons such as bone clubs could only be swung in a small range and could not quickly cause casualties to the soldiers of the Jingnan Army.

At the same time, the Jingnan Army continued to march forward. The Jingnan Army soldiers at the front did not want to fight back, but they simply did not dare to bear the consequences of throwing down their spears. Moreover, in the queue, the soldiers on the left and right and rear would not stop at all. It was impossible for the vanguard to stop and they could only be pushed forward.

These dozens of Jin soldiers were no match for the Jingnan soldiers. Those who saw the opportunity quickly turned and fled, while those who prided themselves on their bravery were pushed back repeatedly, unable to even stand. "Ah!" Pu Sanshou, unaware that his flag-bearing officer was already dead, with the flag dangling from the Jingnan spears, roared and hammered the Jingnan soldier in front of him to death with his bone club, only to find that the dead soldier, held by the soldiers on his left and right, was still pressing towards him.

The axemen of the Jingnan Army in the second row also discovered him, raised their axes high and smashed them down.

Pu Sanshou was trying to do what he wanted, but in his panic he was tripped by a corpse of a Jin soldier and fell to the ground. The armored soldier didn't care at all and just stepped over it.

After the first five rows of soldiers passed by, Pu Sanshou lay on the ground with his back, blood constantly gushing from his mouth.

With his intact right eye, he saw a large green rhinoceros flag passing by him and stopping. However, the young general was not there to take Pu Sanshou's head, but only to stop and give orders.

"Teams one to ten of the left army will stop and reorganize, teams eleven to twentieth will march forward and push forward!" After the order was loudly given, the big flag moved forward again.

From beginning to end, Xin Qiji did not even look at Pu Sanshou.

The following phalanx did not even notice that there was a half-dead Xing Jun Meng'an lying on the ground, and just stepped over him.

Military discipline must be strict. How can we disrupt the formation just because someone is lying on the ground?

At the same time that Xin Qiji defeated the Jin army's infantry head-on, Zhang Baiyu in the south of the battlefield also achieved decisive results.

If defeating Pu San Shou's infantry had some twists and turns, then the battle between the armored cavalry was a little too smooth, so much so that even Zhang Baiyu, the general in charge, was a little surprised.

God have mercy on him. He originally came here expecting a bloody battle, but who knew that as soon as he made a strong charge, the Flying Tiger Army tore the Jin Army's armored cavalry formation into pieces head-on.

"Why are the Jin thieves so weak?" Zhang Baiyu's deputy general Liang Pan asked in surprise.

Zhang Baiyu raised his dung neck, raised a large banner, and gathered his troops. He shook his head and said to Liang Pan, "It's not that the Jin thieves are incompetent, but our army has been tempered. No one is a Daluo immortal, so how can we be born inferior to others?"

Liang Pan nodded quickly.

Actually, this statement is both right and wrong.

The Flying Tigers were selected from the elite of the entire army and had experienced many major battles. There was no doubt that the morale of the army would be greatly boosted after each victory.

On the other hand, the Wusheng Army was fighting in Song territory. Although it had also won victory after victory, the soldiers had no chance to rotate and rest. At this time, they were forced to attack Chao County from Hefei and were already exhausted.

In addition, they had been fighting for a long time today. In order to cooperate with the ascent of the city, the Jin army's armored cavalry galloped back and forth and shot arrows at the top of the city, which made the situation even worse.

With an absolute disadvantage in numbers and being caught in a surprise attack, how could the 600-plus armored cavalry of the Jin army resist the all-out charge of the Flying Tiger Army?
Zhang Baiyu saw that more than a hundred armored cavalry had just gathered under the big flag. Just as he was about to turn around and continue the charge, he saw the flag of Marching Meng'an, who was in the vortex of the armored cavalry melee, suddenly fall down.

Zhang Baiyu was invigorated and stood up from the stirrups, trying to find out who was responsible for capturing the flag from the small flags around him. He then saw dozens of Jin cavalry escape from the melee and gallop north.

"Brother Liang, you must marshal my army and strangle the Jin thieves' armored cavalry." Even though they were a bit far away, Zhang Baiyu could still quickly recognize from the armor and horse clothes that these fleeing Jin cavalry were not ordinary people. He immediately grabbed Liang Pan's arm and said, "I will go and capture the thief general!"

After saying that, Zhang Baiyu ignored Liang Pan's reaction, put down his spear, raised it, and nearly a hundred armored cavalry followed him and charged northward.

However, Zhang Baiyu once again overestimated the severity of the war.

The dozens of golden riders scattered further and further away, until only eleven or twelve were left fleeing in a panic. Seeing Zhang Baiyu chasing them, shouting and killing, they initially galloped away, but after reaching the east gate, they slowly stopped.

Zhang Baiyu raised his long spear high and pointed left and right. More than a hundred Flying Tiger soldiers spread out in a cone-shaped formation while running, turning into a crane formation, surrounding the dozen or so riders.

Before any words of persuasion were uttered, the dozen or so Jin cavalrymen dismounted from their horses in the encirclement of the Flying Tigers, took off their helmets, threw away their weapons, took off their armor, and then knelt on the ground to surrender.

The leader knelt forward and kowtowed heavily before Zhang Baiyu: "General Yelu Tula, I surrender!"

Zhang Baiyu lifted his neck and frowned at the man in front of him, wondering what he was up to. But when he looked up at the top of the city wall, he saw the upside-down Wusheng flag in the distance and couldn't help laughing. "I was wondering why you surrendered, it turns out you're desperate!"

Yelu Tula felt embarrassed, but what else could the defeated general say at this time? He was so greedy for life that he didn't care about anything else.

"Kidnap them!" Zhang Baiyu pointed at the dozen or so riders, then looked up at the city wall. He sighed and said angrily, "How could that idiot Li Jindao be allowed to achieve such great success?"

(End of this chapter)