Chapter 828: One battle will determine the world

The wind and snow are roaring, and the plump water plants in the Niuwang Tent have been covered with snow. The hazy sky cannot see any light. In this dark snow field, huge crowds formed a ten-mile-long camp, war horses are neighing, and people are roaring.

The wolf flags of Xixia were flying in the wind and snow, and the Hengshan Iron Cavalry in black leather armor came out in groups of snow, and then rode back to the camp.

Thousands of figures were squirming, and the snow was trampled into the mud.

In the tent of the Xixia Army, the three giants of the Xixia Army each sat down, Wuda sat in the upper head as the commander; Li Qing sat on the left and pondered; the ghost wisdom ring with a ghost face, and the bright black eyes were as cold as ever.

Wuda cleared his throat and said in a low and hoarse voice: "The Jin army has gathered, and the decisive battle will be tomorrow. The main force of the Jin army is extremely violent. If you want to fight head-on, you can only let the Hengshan Iron Cavalry be on the top of the head-on battle. General Guizhi and the cavalry need an hour. Can the Hengshan Army withstand an hour?"

Gui Zhihuan said indifferently: "What's wrong?"

"That's good." Wuda finally smiled a little when facing Gui Zhihuan. Although this woman was cold, Wuda knew that as long as she agreed, she would be sure. The most terrifying thing about the Jurchen Iron Cavalry was the instantaneous explosive power. The energy emitted by a sprint was enough to change the color of the world and destroy it. If the Western Xia army wanted to win, the biggest difficulty was to resist their first impact. As long as the battle situation was to fall into a deadlock, there would be hope for victory.

Li Qing said in a deep voice: "Is the decisive battle too hasty now? Your Highness's naval cavalry has not yet met us. Why not wait until Your Highness arrives?"

Li Qing's face was frosted and had been training troops in the Western Xia for the past two years. In order to train the cavalry, he had almost never had a good sleep or had a good meal. Two years ago, His Royal Highness gave him a marriage and married him the daughter of the Minister of War. However, three days after marriage, he moved to the camp and stayed with the soldiers, eating and living with them.

It can be said that in Li Qing's view, these 50,000 cavalry were like his son who gave birth. Before he had no choice, Li Qing was really unwilling to use the cavalry army to bet.

Gui Zhihuan snorted coldly, saying, "It's too late. Your Highness has already left the gate and attacked everywhere on this grassland. What is the purpose of? It is to attract the Jurchen cavalry, so that they can't live a peaceful life day and night, and they are exhausted. Now the Jurchen cavalry is like a frightened bird, and is exhausted. If you miss the opportunity and give them time to breathe, how can we deserve your Highness's kindness? The decisive battle is tomorrow and cannot be changed. Everything depends on Xixia himself."

Although Gui Zhihuan's words were not polite, Li Qing knew that he was in the wrong, but he was not wrong at all. Shen Ao led his army out of the pass, killing and looting along the way, and even defeated seven or eight Jurchen tribes, burning and killing more than 10,000 Jurchen people, making the entire Jurchen cavalry near Linhuang Mansion unbearable, and surrounded and blocked them everywhere, exhausted both spirit and physical strength. Now the Xia army arrived in time, and the Jin army had to gather in the Niuwang tent to fight the Xia army to a decisive battle. It can be said without hesitation that the Jurchen cavalry in the Linhuang Mansion are at a low level, whether in physical strength or morale, if they were given a few more days of rest, the adventure of the navy's cavalry would lose their meaning.

Li Qing pursed his lips, couldn't help but smile, and said, "It's Li who is so lazy."

Wuda saw Li Qing's embarrassment and smiled and smoothed out the situation for Li Qing: "I decided to fight tomorrow. Besides, your highness must have received the news and will definitely lead the naval cavalry to come as soon as possible. I hope your highness can arrive in time."

Gui Zhihuan's eyes were faint, and his tall chest, which was covered under the leather armor, rose and fell a little, with a little excitement. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief from his mouth and silently said in his heart: I hope he can arrive as scheduled.

The Jin army's camp was only twenty miles east of the Xia army camp. Here, 60,000 Jin troops had gathered. The Jin army that came from Songshan, Chishan and even hundreds of miles away were exhausted. After half a month of continuous panic, the encirclement and blocking of the navy's cavalry had already overdrawn their physical strength to the extreme. When the warning came from the West and the 100,000 Xia troops appeared in the grassland west of Linhuang Mansion, the entire Linhuang Mansion was stunned. In a hurry, he immediately abandoned the Song army and assembled here.

In the eyes of the Jin people, the naval cavalry made the Jin Kingdom continue to bleed, but the vast 100,000 Xia troops were enough to kill them. The matter was prioritized, and they really didn't care about the naval cavalry.

The troubled Jurchens set up a camp, and the tent was silent and the tired Jurchens had already gone to bed early, but the Jurchens had a long light in the tent of this Jurchens. The first one was Wanyan Aguda's fifth son Wanyan Zongjun. Wanyan Zongjun had a transcendent status in the Jin Kingdom, just because he had a certain status - the eldest son.

Although the Jin Kingdom did not establish a crown prince, Wanyan Agu went to war and left Wanyan Zongjun in Linhuang Mansion. Although there was no clear statement, everyone knew that Wanyan Zongjun stayed in Linhuang and was the prince's identity to supervise the country.

Now the Song army and Xia army appeared in the desert one after another. After Wanyan Zongjun asked the empress dowager for advice, he began to summon troops as a prince and vowed to fight the Xia army to the death.

At this moment, Wanyan Zongjun's eyebrows were sunken, and he pursed his lips and did not speak. No one had ever thought that the Dajin, which had always been destroyed, would be in danger. If he was defeated, the Linhuang Mansion would inevitably be lost. At that time, what would be the ending? Almost everyone in this tent could foresee it.

Sitting at the bottom of Wanyan Zongjun was the fourth son of the emperor, Wanyan Zongbi. Wanyan Zongbi was with a tiger-back and bear-beard. The only difference was that there was no thick beard under the jaw, but a slender goatee beard, with his eyes like a wolf or a tiger, like a cone in his pocket. He was also staying in Linhuang as the prince's honor, but unlike Wanyan Zongjun, Wanyan Zongjun was neglected because of his special status and he was not favored by Aguda. Therefore, although he was Wanyan Zongjun's brother, this second place was still shorter than Wanyan Zongjun.

Wanyan Zongbi is quite arrogant, wearing a gold-clad helmet with elephant nose, with golden light flashing; two pheasant tails inserted beside them, floating on the left and right. He is wearing a big red brocade robe, covered with gold and dragon scale armor. He looks like a mountain-breaking man, like a demon king in the world, and his burly figure is sitting on a chair like a hill, with tiger eyes looking around, and he is quite arrogant.

"Wu Shu..." Wanyan Zongjun's eyes fell on Wanyan Zongbi, calling on Wanyan Zongbi's nickname and said: "I believe you know that the empress dowager's imperial decree is tired now. The Xixia army has sent a letter of war, and agreed to fight tomorrow. Should we avoid the front of the Xia army and fight again at a time?"

Wanyan Zongbi's nickname is Wushu. In fact, earlier, Wanyan Aguda tried to join forces with the Song people to attack the Liao Kingdom. Wushu strongly opposed it at that time because the southerners were vulnerable. The Jin people had enough power to take down the Khitan and then went south to destroy the southerners. But who would have thought that those southerners who were vulnerable in Wushu's eyes appeared under the noses of the Jin people and used the cavalry that the Jurchens were best at attacking against the Jurchens.

Wanyan Zongbi said without hesitation: "If the Xia army is in a fight, wouldn't it be better to show weakness to others? Although the warriors are tired, they have strong morale. If they cannot retreat, wouldn't they let the Xixia people underestimate them? Besides, the Song army is nearby. If we stalemate them, when the Song army meets the Xia army, the momentum will be greater, it is better to defeat them one by one. Before the Song army responds, they will defeat the Xia army first and then turn around to deal with the Song people."

Wu Shu's suggestion was immediately responded to by many generals. Although Wu Shu was not favored by Aguda, he had a lot of prestige in the army. In addition, this person's ostentatious personality also attracted the generals' appetite.

A general said, "Wu Shu is right. Since you need to fight, it is better to defeat the Xia army first and then kill the Nangou."

Wanyan Zongjun was not as optimistic as the people in the tent. However, seeing Wu Shu insisted and everyone responded, he felt that what Wu Shu said was a little reasonable. He was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, who can be the pioneer?"

In the cavalry battle, the vanguard is responsible for tearing the opponent's army, which is of great importance. Therefore, candidates need to be very cautious and must not be neglected.

Wu Shu licked his mouth and said eagerly: "Wu Shu is willing to be a pioneer."

Wanyan Zongjun certainly knew Wushu's ability. Among all the brothers, Wushu was the most skilled in riding and shooting skills and was brave in combat. Once he entered the battlefield, he was like a tiger going down the mountain and a dragon entering the water. He was naturally an excellent candidate for pioneers.

Wanyan Zongjun slapped the table and shouted: "Okay, that's it. Wushu is the vanguard. I'll be the back. In this battle, the Xia people must know how powerful we are." After saying that, he raised the ox horn cup on the table and said: "After drinking this glass of wine, everyone will go back to their own tents to rest, and fight with Xia Jun early tomorrow morning."

The people in the tent raised their glasses one after another, and Wu Shu also raised their glasses and said, "Kill all the Nandogs!"

"kill!"

The lights of the tent had gone out, and the drunken generals dispersed one after another. Wu Shu was wearing a beautiful robe, but he couldn't sleep. He was patrolling the camp at night with his horse. The wind blew on his face. The fierce light in the eyes of the burly man was hidden for so long, and he had not been favored by Wanyan Aguda. Now, an opportunity was placed in front of him. If he seized this opportunity, his status would naturally be very different. He was a concubine's son, different from Wanyan Zongjun. If he wanted to obtain a status that matched his identity, everything had to rely on himself.

Wu Shu looked at the snow on the top of the tent and the trembling guards in the north wind, and thought to himself: "There is a saying in Nangou that one battle will determine the universe. This is how I should be!"

He smiled coldly and hid in the darkness.

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