This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 131 Winning Twice

Xixia is not very afraid of Di Qing, nor is she very afraid of Mu Guiying.

From Wu Zang Su'er's point of view, these two people are not his opponents, and the person he needs to pay attention to is the real Lu Senlu.

Because no matter how powerful Di Qing and Mu Guiying are, they are still in the category of "human beings", but Lu Sen is different. This person is a real land god and has magic skills.

On the battlefield, the most terrifying thing is the unknown enemy and military situation.

Because it is unknown, so I don't know how to defend and respond.

Looking at the fourteen rather strange siege equipment erected in the camp of the Song Army from a distance, Youzang Su'er felt more and more unwell, as if she had an ominous premonition.

It stands to reason that he personally hopes to retreat, to temporarily avoid the edge of the Song army, figure out what these fourteen things are for, and then consider how to deploy the army.

But the problem is, you can't go back now.

Before he set off on the expedition, his uncle said without the Minister of Tibet that two-thirds of Xixia's troops were handed over to him this time. If he could not push the Song army back to the vicinity of Xi'an before winter, then he would fight on his own. Go back with the head.

This is already a death order.

You can only move forward, not half a step back, and there is not much time left.

Wuzang Su'er narrowed her eyes and glanced at the fourteen siege machines again, and said, "Who is willing to lead troops to find out what the Song army is really like?"

The surrounding Xixia generals all had smiles on their lips and remained motionless.

On the contrary, the surrendered generals from the Song Dynasty were all ready to move.

These generals looked at each other for a while, and soon finished their eye contact. A young man stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, you can leave this matter to me. In just one hour, I will definitely kill those fourteen fighters." The purpose of the alien weapon is forced out."

"Don't call me my lord, I don't have descendants like you." Wuzang Su'er snorted unhappily, and then said: "But I think your loyalty is commendable, go, if I can find out the truth, I will report to the country I'm asking for credit for you, and it's not a problem to go up two ranks in a row."

The young man was overjoyed, he folded his arms and left, went to the center of the camp, ordered several hundred cavalrymen of his own, and rushed to the front of the Song camp.

At this time, Lu Sen looked at the pieces of glass mirrors produced in the furnace, and nodded with satisfaction.

The back coating of these glass mirrors is silver.

As long as five parts of glass and one part of silver are combined, five mirrors can be obtained.

But Mu Guiying and the others watched the mirrors transported to the well rail and loaded and unloaded according to the frame, and they vaguely understood the purpose of these things.

She looked at the square mirrors and said, "This is a glazed mirror, a rare treasure. If it is placed in the capital, one piece will definitely be no less than two ingots of gold."

"If mother-in-law likes it, take a few pieces back. It's easier for me to make this stuff."

Mu Guiying smiled indifferently: "There's no rush, we'll talk about it after the class teacher returns to Beijing."

Anyway, my son-in-law can make this thing, so I don’t need to be greedy for these little things on the battlefield, and I have everything when I go home.

Yang Jinhua was also wearing scale armor, standing next to Lu Sen.

She has no interest in these things because they already have them at home.

It's just that Lu Sen has no interest in selling these things, so it hasn't spread to the outside world.

Several people watched the mirrors come out of the furnace one by one, and estimated that in two or three hours, fourteen well rails would be installed.

At this time, a soldier suddenly came to report: "Marshal Mu, there are Xixia people calling for formation in front of the army."

Calling formations was very common in ancient cold weapon wars.

The generals of the two sides competed in force or talent, and the morale of the winning side rose sharply, while the soldiers of the losing side were shaken.

The classic example is that Kong Ming scolded Wang Lang. After Wang Lang was scolded to death, Cao Jun immediately retreated, which shows the effect of calling the formation.

Although this story is fictional!

Hearing someone calling for formation, Mu Guiying, Lu Sen and others immediately went to the military formation platform. This is the high platform where the marshals and generals stand. It is in the middle or behind the military camp. Under normal circumstances, enemy archers cannot shoot. The marshal observed the situation on the battlefield.

A few people stepped onto the battle platform and saw about 300 Xixia cavalry in front of the camp, dancing and yelling, and they didn't think they would say anything good.

"The 300 cavalry team, the leader seems to be a general!" Mu Guiying has excellent eyesight, and she can roughly see the opponent's appearance and figure even from a long distance. She thought for a while and said, "Yang Jinhua, you Take two hundred generals from the Yang family, go meet the surrendered general, and kill him if you can."

"Yes!"

Yang Jinhua clasped her fists, took the Commander Talisman handed over by Mu Guiying, smiled at Lu Sen next to her, and then walked away quickly.

Lu Sen didn't speak, but responded with a smile.

Standing next to him, Yang Wenguang took a small step forward, clasped his fists and said, "Marshal Mu, I will invite you to fight, and assist my sister... General Yang to kill the enemy!"

Yang Wenguang was worried about his sister. After all, he knew how terrifying and ruthless the battlefield was.

"Don't worry, Yang Jinhua can handle it." Mu Guiying looked Yang Wenguang up and down, pretending to be indifferent, and said: "But Captain Yang, your strength seems to be improving slowly, you have to work harder."

Yang Wenguang blushed and stepped back. He understood that his sister was better than him now, so he didn't need to worry.

Di Qing smiled beside him and said, "Marshal Mu, do you want me to secretly arrange some strong archers?"

"No, in this battalion, Yang Jinhua's bow skills are the strongest."

Di Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking that although the Yang family had three excellent bows, horses and spears, how could Yang Jinhua, a woman with weaker arms than men, deserve the title of the strongest bow.

Could it be that 'Bifang' on the shoulder can greatly improve Yang Jinhua's shooting skills?

It's possible... Thinking of this, Di Qing looked at Lu Sen, thinking about how to get a contracted spirit beast from Lu Sen.

As a warrior, he likes this thing too much.

And when he saw that Mu Guiying also had one, he was even more envious.

Yang Jinhua rushed out of Dayingkou with two hundred private soldiers of the Yang family in the camp.

The private soldiers of the Yang family are all cavalry, there are four hundred in total, almost all of them brought here.

There is no way, the Song Dynasty lacked war horses, and the Yang family was able to support [-] cavalry in the previous state of desperation, which is already very remarkable.

Of course, after Yang Jinhua married Lu Sen, the life of the Yang family immediately became much easier, and they could get another two hundred cavalrymen.

It's not that their Yang family doesn't have enough money, but...according to the current level of the Yang family, they can only support so many, any more will be suspected of treason.

Rushing outside the camp, about [-] meters ahead, is the Xixia cavalry.

On the side of Yang Jinhua's saddle was a red treasure bow and a bag of arrows, and in her hand was a red stone spear made for him by Lu Sen. The armor on her body... was the white scale armor that Song Army generals often wore.

But Yang Jinhua also brought the jewelry made by Lu Sen, adding '4' points of defense, which can effectively block all kinds of direct impact.

Coupled with white scale armor, ordinary flow arrows, and swords, it is impossible to break through the defenses on her body.

The beautiful red stone spear in his hand was changed to a gun flower, and then pointed forward, Yang Jinhua scolded: "Who is the enemy general in front, please report his name."

The young man rode his horse and took a few steps forward, seeing Yang Jinhua's appearance clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Is there no one left in the Song army? They actually sent a young lady to fight!"

"Let's stop talking nonsense, you called the battle before, didn't you just want to challenge me, General Song?" Yang Jinhua's inner strength was lucky, and her crisp voice was pleasant to hear, but it also gave off an unusually bright feeling: "I am Yang Jinhua, Mr. Mu Marshal Yaonu, a cavalry general of the Dingxi Army of the Great Song Dynasty, is here to ask for advice."

"Little lady, you can't do it. If you choose another person, I won't be able to defeat a woman by force, unless Marshal Mu is in person."

This made a group of Xixia cavalry behind the young man burst out laughing.

At this time, Song dialect is equivalent to the common language, and even in the Xixia army, many people can understand it.

"Since you think I'm not good enough, but you don't dare to fight against me, don't tell me you're just stubborn?" Yang Jinhua retracted her long spear, and said with a snort, "As expected of a general, you're just a coward."

This time it was the turn of the private soldiers of the Yang family to laugh.

"You asked for it yourself." The word for general is Nilin. The young man waved the red-tasseled spear in his hand and said angrily, "Xixia did not hide Marshal Su'er's running dog, guerrilla envoy Fang Qing, see you."

After finishing speaking, he put his feet on the horse and rushed forward.

Yang Jinhua also gave a 'drive' sound, and greeted her with a redstone spear.

The two riders are facing each other, and the relative speed looks frighteningly fast.

Everyone held their breath, for fear of missing any picture.

I saw two horses rushing past, and then I saw Yang Jinhua holding a long spear with both hands flat, with an object hanging on it, and after a closer look, it turned out that Fang Qing, a Xixia guerrilla envoy, was hanging on Yang Jinhua's long spear.

Many people at the scene were taken aback.

Song Jun was in a daze at first, and then cheered, ecstatically.

Wave after wave of sound.

On Xixia's side, it was silent.

Yang Jinhua swung the spear vigorously, and Fang Qing was thrown to the ground, rolling twice. He was still breathing, spitting blood, struggling to climb two or three meters forward, and then suddenly lay down on the ground. Move and die for real.

Seeing that the general was dead, Fang Qing's cavalry fled back in panic.

And Yang Jinhua returned to the barracks amidst the cheers of the Song army.

Di Qing was a little excited, and clapped his hands and said: "Amazing, amazing, a phoenix mother without a dog girl! The spear in her hand should be a weapon gifted by Master Lu. I looked at the tip of the spear for a moment, and it seemed to have grown a lot. , and then shortened again.”

Lu Sen said in admiration, "Marshal Di has good eyesight."

The redstone spear that Lu Sen gave to Yang Jinhua has the characteristic of "Zhang Zhang" in addition to the three characteristics of toughness, sharpness and armor-piercing.

That is to say, this redstone spear is only about two meters long in normal state, but in battle, you can touch a certain mechanism, and the tip of the spear can be ejected a long way forward, reaching a length of one foot. That is, the length of more than three meters.

Fang Qing just didn't know this, and misjudged the total length of Yang Jinhua's red stone spear, and was knocked down with one blow.

Otherwise, he could fight Yang Jinhua for at least ten strokes before he would be killed by the horse.

Yang Jinhua returned to the front of the formation, clasped her fists with a smile and said: "Three marshals, your subordinates have not disgraceed the military order, and have already killed the enemy general."

At this time, Yang Jizu also came to the stage. He had been busy with logistics before.

Mu Guiying smiled and said, "Well done, I will credit you."

Di Qing said with a smile: "You really have to remember the merits. This beheading will effectively boost the morale of the army."

Yang Jinhua walked up to Lu Sen and looked at Lu Sen expectantly.

Lu Sen naturally knew what she was thinking, and praised: "It's amazing, it's worthy of being a golden flower."

Hearing Lu Sen's words, Yang Jinhua's eyes became crescent moons with joy.

Seeing this, Yang Jizu couldn't help teasing and said, "Little cousin...cough cough, General Yang Youqi seems to be more indifferent to the praise of the Lu Jianjun, and seems to ignore our three marshals."

"There is no such thing." Yang Jinhua explained with a blushing face.

A group of people laughed.

There are almost all relatives and friends here, and there is nothing that cannot be said.

Compared with the happiness of the Song Army, the Xixia Army's side seemed clouded.

Wuzang Su'er stood on the mountain bag and watched Fang Qing being beheaded with her own eyes.

He narrowed his eyes into a narrow slit, staring at Yang Jinhua's figure for a long time, until the latter entered the Song army camp before asking: "The little lady...is from the Yang family."

"It should be." A general next to him said: "Except for the Yang family, Gou Song has no other generals who can cultivate such female generals."

At this time, a general next to him said: "Marshal Bu Zang, that young lady should be the youngest daughter of the Yang family, Yang Jinhua, and now she is Lu Sen's wife, the Lu Yang family."

"Oh, have you seen her?"

"Five years ago, I went to the Yang family to pay a visit to Mrs. She and the young lady of the Yang family. She is indeed very heroic and looks like her mother."

Wuzang Su'er laughed when she heard the words: "I also heard that Mu Guiying took command in the face of danger and defeated Khitan in a big way. It's just that the Yang family still had some talents at that time. If they gather together, they can gather more than a dozen generals. Now I heard that apart from the old man, the Yang family only has Mu Guiying and a pair of sons and daughters, what can they do? Can Mu Guiying use herself as five or six people?"

In the period of cold weapons, the role of generals is very important.

Leading troops with strict discipline, implementing military strategies, and fighting the enemy all have to be executed by generals.

Alright, the more powerful generals there are, the more tactics that can be deployed, otherwise... it will just be silly.

This is also the reason why Wuzang Su'er is not too afraid of Di Qing and Mu Guiying.

The big victory not long ago directly cost the Song army at least one-third of its generals.

Song Jun's tactical execution ability now is not at the same level as before.

So it is also very strange not to hide Su'er. Why did the Song army have a big advantage before and surrounded the Xingqing mansion, but suddenly set up such an idiotic formation and marching route, and he caught the opportunity and directly hit Boni Attack, offensive and defensive transfer.

The generals next to him flattered very loudly, and they did not hide that Su'er was wise and powerful, and his force was like Xiang Yu's reincarnation, military strategy and Bai Qi were no different.

This made Wuzang Su'er very happy to hear that, and the depression of Fang Qing's death just now disappeared.

Anyway, the one who died was the general, not one of his own, so it doesn't hurt or hurt.

He thought for a while, then asked: "Is there anyone who is willing to call for battle again and force the generals of the Song Army to come out and fight me?"

Wuzang Su'er thought, anyway, there are more generals on his side, including generals from Xixia, there are at least [-] masters.

He didn't believe that there were so many generals in the Song Army.

Even if it is a two-to-one battle loss, it is my side that wins.

It would be even better if the opposing general didn't want to fight... Being told that he shouldn't fight would be a big blow to morale.

In this wave, he did not hide Su'er's win-win situation, winning twice!
You win!
(End of this chapter)