Fan Jia personally came to the ferry to intercept him today. In the early morning, he took five hundred soldiers and thirty army chariots to Jijin overnight. He asked the boatmen here and learned that Zhao Wu T-shirt and others did not come.

"It must have been blocked by the snow of Xiuwu, God helped me!"

Fan Jia was wearing a red-painted copper xiu armor, which was extremely gorgeous and beautiful. He also wore a bronze robe, and two pheasant feathers were raised high.

He excitedly sent people to drive away all the canoes on the north bank, cutting off Zhao Wuxi's path, and then asked people to dig a stove to cook. Who knew that the scouts would soon report, saying that a team had arrived from the northwest and had already arrived. to three miles away.

So Fan Jia made the soldiers who hadn't eaten to line up quickly. After a moment, he could faintly see the enemy who was marching a mile away. They all wore filial piety. The air is also colder.

Fan Jia tried his best to calm down. He roughly counted and found that the number of the other party was much more than what the messenger reported, and there were even ten chariots.

He was slightly startled, "Didn't you say that there are only more than one hundred Zhao soldiers, plus one hundred musicians from Song, there are only more than two hundred? Why is there more than twice as many!"

When Fan Jia set off from Chaoge, he ordered a thousand soldiers, but because he was in a hurry, he took 500 people to cross Qishui first, and the remaining 500 people were still more than ten miles away. Arrive after the hour.

Fan's brigade commander, who had experienced the battle formation, suggested: "Gentleman, they have just arrived, and they are still lining up now. The other side of the formation is unstable, and they are just rushing to cover up the past."

So Fan Jia ordered the whole army to move forward. After reaching a distance of half a mile, they attacked directly.

Just as Fan's **** stepped forward, a military car drove across. He held high the banner festival and called himself the messenger of the gentleman of the Zhao family. Ask Fan Jia why he blocked, saying that they want them to send someone out to talk, not to use swords.

Fan Jia thought for a second: "It seems that Zhao Wuxi has no confidence in his heart, but the number of his generation is only slightly smaller than ours. If we can trick them into taking the initiative to abandon their weapons, it would be better than a fierce battle."

With this in mind, he asked the soldiers to pause and sent a **** commander to contact the envoy. If you can't talk. It's not too late to beat the drums, anyway, within dozens of miles on the north bank of the big river, there is only this big ferry crossing, can he still turn into a fish and dive into the water? It would be even better if he dragged his own five hundred armored soldiers to arrive and attacked before and after the attack.

On the plains on the north bank of Jijin, Mr. Fan's **** was riding a military chariot and slowly drove towards the messenger on the opposite side.

On the right side of the car, I saw a lightly dressed soldier with a ferocious face, with a short sword pinned to his waist. On the other hand, he was a scribe who was not handsome at all.

"We are the envoys of the Song Kingdom. With the monarch Jingjie here, why would we be blocked within the borders of the Jin Kingdom!" The scribe claimed to have returned Feng Rin and was the deputy of Zhao's small pedestrian. He angrily rebuked the **** chief.

The head of Fan's **** thought that he was ugly, so he didn't bother to talk to him in detail, but just repeated the words of the gentleman of Fan's.

"Your **** was poor. As a result, the Song envoy was killed, and Zhao Wuxi's duties have been revoked by the government. We also ordered us to **** him back to Xinjiang to inquire about the crime, quickly lay down his weapons, and hand over Song Qing's coffin."

As he spoke, he stared at Zhao Bing on the opposite side, but saw that they had already queued up in an orderly manner during the "peace negotiation" time, as if they wanted a peaceful solution.

The captain of the **** was startled. Did the opposite side of the secret passage use the name of contact to stabilize his position first?

Just thinking about it, I heard exclamations and screams coming from the rear of my own formation.

The **** chief looked back quickly, and saw a team of twenty or thirty light knights suddenly rushing over from the right side. They lined up in two rows, rushed to forty or fifty paces and stopped, opened their bows and threw arrows at Fan's formation, then turned their horses back, and then the second row stepped forward to shoot arrows, and so on for a few times. This time, the screams and commotion on the right side of Fan Bing's formation were immediately triggered.

The **** was furious, secretly thinking that this was really Zhao Wuxi's trick. He turned his head and was about to question Feng Rin, but he felt the body shake, and saw that the fierce-looking Rong You on the opposite side had already jumped into the car he was in.

This person was Tian Ben. His two short swords danced as nimble as his arms. He quickly killed Yurong and Cheyou, and then stabbed at the pawn...

In the Zhao Bing formation, Zhao Wushi saw that the light knights had completed their harassment mission, and quickly evacuated with horsepower under the enemy's pursuit; Feng Rin and Tian Ben also returned smoothly, carrying three heads.

The warm soldiers, who were still a little nervous just now, burst into cheers when they saw that they had "successfully won the first battle" with such ease. A dangling heart has also been let go, and with the indignation of the underdogs, they have gradually become accustomed to the tense atmosphere on the battlefield.

Zhao Wuxi was also slightly relieved when he saw it in his eyes. Although this did little damage to the enemy, it was a huge encouragement to the soldiers who were just starting out. It seems that he would rather let the light knight sacrifice the covert raid, and the result in exchange is worth it, and the other party seems to have been successfully provoked.

He said to Zhao Guangde, who was hesitant to the side, "Could it be that my cousin is thinking, shouldn't the war be in a row? Why would you use this trick?"

Zhao Guangde nodded, Zhao Wuxi's unscrupulous command and tricks were different from those he studied in military law, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhao Wuxi pointed to the opposite side and said, "My generation can attack the village at night, and can collude with Qi to assassinate Le Bo, and they have already abandoned the etiquette in Sima Fa. Why should I tell them what rules?

Soldiers never tire of deceit, yes, this is Zhao Wuxi's advantage, and it is also the new mode of warfare in this era.

He was wearing a black xiu patent leather armor and waved the flag: "Two or three sons, beat the drums, move forward!"

Zhao Bing array drums rumbled, and four hundred people marched forward.

...

There were 500 people in the Fan's army in total, of which no more than 100 were in armor. The arrows shot by the light knights on the opposite side were not strong enough, causing only a few casualties. However, it caused commotion and panic in the array on Fan Bing's right side. Fortunately, most of them were veterans with several expeditions, so they managed to stabilize their position after being shouted by the military officials. He was recalled by the experienced brigade commander.

However, Fan Jia consciously suffered a loss, and all three people in the military car sent to negotiate were killed. He was directly captured by the enemy and returned to the formation, and he was so angry that he screamed. He scolded Zhao Wuxi for not following the rules. However, neither the infantry nor the chariot could catch up with the light knights, so they could only watch them go away.

The brigade commander hurriedly advised: "Gentlemen don't worry, and look at their formation. The commander of the other party must be an ignorant soldier. He even placed the ten chariots on the right flank, instead of lining up in the front."

Fan Jia followed the brigade commander's finger, but saw Zhao Bing's infantry lined up in a large horizontal formation, with the infantry in the center and the army chariots concentrated on the right flank. The light knights who returned after completing the harassment were on the left flank.

The field mode in the Central Plains of this era is still the relic of the noble game. Of course, it is not the one-on-one battle of the generals in the imagination of later generations, but it often relies on the duel of chariots to decide the winner. As the saying goes, "the chariots are in the wrong hub and the soldiers are short-circuited, and the arrows fall and the soldiers compete for the first." Generally speaking, the chariots will be arranged in the front, and the opposite chariots will have a staggered confrontation. Follow in the back and fight the tailwind.

Generally speaking, if one of the chariots loses, the morale of the soldiers behind will drop to freezing point. The battle ends here.

Therefore, in the eyes of Fan's brigade commander and Fan Jia, Zhao Wuxi's behavior is like tying his hands behind his back. But it was as if its soft belly was placed in front of the enemy.

"Look at the gentleman, those who are in the front. What kind of people are they?"

Zhao Bing was led by three columns of unarmored, lightly dressed soldiers. There were a total of two hundred people, and no one was holding a spear, but holding something like a bow, standing very scattered. Behind them were the Le's armored soldiers holding shields and short swords, and after that, the sparse spears were erected, and the command vehicles with small drums were surrounded by armored soldiers and marched behind them.

Looking at the stance on the other side, Fan Jia laughed dumbly: "On the flat ground, the shooting range is only within a hundred steps, and the bow can only be shot with two to four arrows, which will cause dozens of casualties to us at most. Approaching us, isn't this the way to die?"

Fan's brigade commander, who was very familiar with Zhao's troops in Nanyang, said that the extra two hundred soldiers were actually county soldiers from Wen County.

"Pawn of Wenxian County?" Fan Jia laughed even more when he heard the words, and all the worries in his heart disappeared.

Fan Jia was extremely vigilant about the Chengxiang Zhao soldiers who had caused huge casualties to the soldiers of Fan and Zhongxing in the First Battle of Chengxiang, and the soldiers of Le's made a name for themselves in the Huaxiang Rebellion 20 years ago, and they should not be tolerated. underestimate.

But Wenxian County, what is that?

There is a saying in later generations that one soldier is bristling, and the general is bristling, and this is the case in Wenxian. Zhao Luo was timid, and in this era of aristocratic honor, he once abandoned the army and fled. The combat effectiveness of his soldiers can be imagined.

"Zhao Wuxi is looking for death!" He suddenly became complacent.

The commander of the brigade nodded, looked at the two formations that were already approaching about half a mile, and ordered, "Please, gentleman, let the chariots charge in a geese formation, and the soldiers will follow closely behind."

If the enemy's front and rear formations have not yet been established, they will be trapped; if the enemy's formation is unstable, the soldiers will look at each other before and after, and they will be trapped; the enemy will be hesitant when advancing, and when he retreats, he will be afraid and trapped!

He can be sure that he only needs to let thirty chariots rush, and those Wenxian County pawns will collapse. By the way, they will disrupt the array of Zhao Bing and Music soldiers. At that time, he will have a complete victory!

...

Wen Li was the **** commander in charge of ten Wenxian chariots, and he did not reject Zhao's gentleman's act of "relentless deceit". Wenxian County soldiers are notoriously timid and fearful, and winning by this speculative method is quite to their taste.

However, Wen Li was very puzzled by Zhao Wuxi's practice of placing the chariot on the right flank of the battle, but he did not dare to disobey.

At this moment, he stood on the chariot and looked out, and saw that the 30 chariots that were originally lined up on the opposite side had started to move, so he hurriedly drove around the formation, and asked Zhao Wuxi for orders: "Doctor, can you meet the chariots? The enemy, only chariots, do you want to let the ministers and military chariots block them?"

Zhao Wuxi was also staring at the other side's actions~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing that Fan finally couldn't help it, he wanted to charge into the battle with a military chariot and beat himself with a single blow, so he showed a smile of prey.

In the face of Wen Li's invitation to fight, he waved his hand and said, "No need, the leader of the army should go to the right wing and stand by. After the chariots on the opposite side are defeated, they will flank the enemy soldiers with the light knights on the left wing."

Wen Li was almost choked to death by this sentence, and was defeated, but it was a full thirty chariots of horses and horses! How to defeat it? Use the flesh and blood of the soldiers and armored soldiers to remove the hard top?

Knowing his doubts, Zhao Wuxi pointed to the two hundred Wen soldiers who had stopped and stood in three rows in front, holding crossbows, and said confidently: "Yes, I just want to rely on them to defeat the enemy. The impact of the military car!" (To be continued..)

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