Chapter 38 Battle of Pavilion (1)

Author: My spear is still here

Chapter 38 Battle of Pavilion (1)

The Ma Ling Army did not launch an attack immediately after arriving. They spent three days gathering to the east of Liangtingyi, and follow-up troops continued to arrive.

As time went by, the Maling army's camp continued to expand. The numerous flags, large amounts of smoke, and dark red sky gave the Heyang soldiers an indescribable sense of depression.

Dongfang Jin himself can clearly feel that as time goes by, the soldiers who were cheering and cheering a few days ago are becoming more and more silent, and their morale is getting lower day by day. As the number of troops in Maling City increases, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.

Become anxious.

Even she felt that there was no hope of winning, and she didn't want that guy to get close to the princess. There was also a feeling of anxiety flowing in her heart.

On the fourth day, the dark red color of the sky became even deeper, covering a large area in the eastern sky. The wind roared on the top of the mountain, and the Red Mountain was like a blazing fire. The rolling red clouds and mist swept up from the mountain and straight into the sky.

That day, the lightning and thunder above the red mountains in the eastern sky became more intense. The endless red mountains seemed to come alive. The roaring mountain wind swept the dark red dust through the mountains and river valleys, like a shrill cry, which was particularly scary.

The soldiers in Heyang have become accustomed to this scene, which the locals call "ghost crying". This happens every year in the foggy moon as the wind from the east gets stronger.

There was some commotion in the Maling Army's camp, which could be seen clearly even from Liangtingyi, a few miles away.

But even so, a cavalryman was sent from the opposite side that day, carrying the commander's flag and approaching them without any weapons.

The Marquis of Heqin ordered his soldiers to go over and take a look, and the other party directly submitted a letter of war, and then returned to the camp at the rear.

The contents of the war document were not kept secret, and soon spread throughout all the camps in the valley. Mu Zhiyong, the commander-in-chief of the Maling Army, issued a war document to the Heyang Army, requesting a showdown at noon tomorrow.

Dongfang Jin followed Wang Jianjian. When she received the challenge, she asked curiously and worriedly: "Do you want to challenge?"

"The enemy is numerous and we are outnumbered, so we must fight."

"Why should we fight when we are outnumbered?" she asked in confusion.

"You must win a battle to boost morale, otherwise the disparity between the enemy and ourselves will make passive defensive soldiers less and less confident. This is an experience given by a man named Zhang Liao."

"Zhang Liao?" Dongfang Jin was puzzled, "Why haven't I heard of him?"

"Send an envoy over and tell them that I accept the challenge."

At noon the next day, the strong wind in Hongshan had calmed down a lot, but the dark red dust clouds still covered the top of the mountain, blocking the sun. Even at noon, the valley was still cold and cold, without the blazing sunshine.

On the east and west sides of the river valley, armies from both sides began to gather early in the morning, with crowds of people, flags standing in rows, and large smoke rising from the river valley.

Dongfang Jin watched the soldiers in Heyang busy early in the morning, and also saw a large number of soldiers on the opposite side gathering.

By noon, the soldiers from Maling City on the opposite side had assembled into three huge phalanxes, with a huge distance of one mile to the north and south, covering a distance of about two miles. Numerous flags were flying in front of their formations.

The number of people has far exceeded theirs.

This made many soldiers uneasy. She thought to herself, it's over, Wang Jian has no chance at all. Even the experienced generals of the Han Empire would have no chance because of the huge gap in military strength.

She looked back and saw the princess looking at the fortress in the distance behind, her brows furrowed, looking very worried about the situation ahead.

But she felt a little relieved, no matter what the war ahead was like, the princess would be safe.

Looking at the tall back of the man in front of him, he arranged the soldiers to line up and loudly encouraged their morale. He repeated the words that every enemy killed would be rewarded with a thousand coins. His voice was particularly loud, as if he was worried about the long black line drawn by the enemy in the distance.

The line turns a blind eye.

Is he escaping and pretending not to see it, or is he not afraid at all? Dongfang Jin guessed in his heart that maybe he was pretending not to see it. Anyone who can calmly command in such a situation is pretty good. She had a slight impression of that guy.

There is a change.

She dutifully followed behind and stood on a high slope at the southern end of the valley, watching the Heyang soldiers begin to assemble into formation under the orders of their lord.

It was a formation that she couldn't understand at all.

The infantry's phalanx is in the center of the front, with a group of more than 20 warlocks and hundreds of archers on the left and right flanks next to it. On the outside are two groups of elite cavalry, with more than 400 cavalry on each side.

Look.

She had never seen such a military formation before, whether it was the army of the Han Empire or the armies of the Eastern countries, she had never seen such an array in her mind.

The nonsense of a playboy? Dongfang Jin frowned, wasting so many lives for such nonsense?

She wanted to speak up to stop her, but she knew that she was in a dilemma now.

When the Heyang army drove out of the valley and reached the open space ahead, confronting the Maling army in a line in the distance, the princess also sent her own soldiers and whispered in her ear: "The princess said that if the situation goes wrong, please leave first.

There is no need to love fighting, and there is no need to risk your life to protect Heqinhou."

Dongfang Jin turned around, feeling moved in his heart. At the same time, he also understood that the princess knew that this battle was a disaster.

Outside the river valley, there is a vast wilderness with withered vegetation. Many colorful flags stand in the vast wilderness. Under the dark red sky in the wilderness, a long black shadow stretches across the north and south, like vegetable-colored waves rising from the withered land.

Pushing forward, just listening to the intense pace one after another makes one's scalp numb.

The slow moving wave was Maling Gong's army. As they advanced, the dust was swept up and filled the surrounding area. The sound of orders and desolate horns mixed with the beating of the advancing drums came one after another. As they approached, everyone's vision was blurred.

The long front is covered by countless figures.

Orders were issued one after another. Dongfang Jin took a deep breath to calm down and followed Wang Jian. From here, the overall situation was clearer, but the large banners and overwhelming crowds of people still obscured her vision. She could not completely see the battlefield.

In this situation, I just feel that as the distance between the two armies gets closer and closer, the individual becomes smaller and weaker.

Even a master like her can't control the situation among thousands of troops. Only the power represented by those flying battle flags, thundering war drums, and loud horns can make people's hearts surging and instinctive fear.

Soon, a large area of ​​withered grass was trampled into mud by a large number of soldiers. The formations of both sides slowly approached with the beat of orders and drums, until they slowly stopped about 200 steps away, and the confrontation began across a large area of ​​withered yellow grass and shrubs.

The opponent's battle line was obviously longer than theirs and had more flags, but neither side acted rashly. Only a few archers began to throw arrows at the opponent's position to allow the soldiers to confirm the approximate distance.

Finally at this time, they also clearly saw the formation of the Maling soldiers on the opposite side. They were divided into three large formations. It was a classic formation of the upper, middle and lower armies. There were many flags on the left and right formations. Only the Chinese army had few flags.

From a distance, a large number of soldiers wearing mottled tiger skins are particularly conspicuous.

Dongfang Jin felt suffocated, that was Maling Gong's "tiger son"! The situation of the most elite troops in Maling and Heyin became even worse.
Chapter completed!