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

Chapter 240 The hasty battle begins

After gathering the scattered troops and reorganizing the army, Hui Temile looked at the sun and found that it was about noon. He instantly had some thoughts of retreating.

It has been the same these past few days. The Jin army sends the Qian army to attack, and after the Zhongyi army has slightly weakened their fighting spirit through the camp, they will send troops out of the camp to sweep and drive them away, and fight with a small part of the Wuxing army.

When the Wuxing Army sent most of its troops to try to hold on to the attacking Zhongyi Army, the Zhongyi Army would immediately slip back into the camp, pretending to use the terrain advantage to fight with you.

Without taking down the Loyalty Army's water stronghold and mountain stronghold, the Wuxing Army did not dare to put all its strength into a head-on attack on the Loyalty Army's main stronghold with an unknown number of people.

If they were defeated at the camp and then divided and surrounded by the loyal troops from the water stronghold and the mountain stronghold, wouldn't it be a major defeat?
Unless the Loyal Army sends out a large number of troops to attack the Fourth Meng'an who is besieging the mountain stronghold, making the stronghold actually empty, Meng Tian, the guardian of the country, will never bet the outcome on the gambling table.

Just as Huite Mile was about to lead his troops to evacuate, Zhuo Tuoan arrived on horseback and pointed at the Zhongyi Army camp and said, "Mile, something is not right!"

Hui Te Mile turned around and looked at the gate of the Loyal Army camp with some impatience, his eyes widened instantly.

It was seen that the loyal and righteous army that had just fought did not retreat back to the camp. On the contrary, soldiers continued to pour out of the camp. Even several sections of wooden fences had been pushed down and the trenches had been filled to allow soldiers to move quickly.

In less than a moment, more than a thousand people walked out of the camp and formed a battle formation.

Hui Te Mi Le suppressed his excitement and pulled over a trusted Mou Ke, saying, "Quickly inform the commander-in-chief that the loyal and righteous bandits have left the camp. Should we fight or retreat? Please make a quick decision, commander-in-chief!"

After saying that, Huitemiler and Zhuo Tuoan looked at each other, and at the same time began to organize their troops and prepare to deal with the battle.

It seems that the Loyal Army can no longer hold back and is ready to initiate a decisive battle!

When the news reached Meng Tian, he could hardly believe his ears.

No one expected that the Zhongyi Army would abandon such a difficult camp and fight a field battle with the Wuxing Army.

Could this be God’s help?

After Meng Tian was overjoyed at defending the country, he became hesitant again.

Why did the Loyal Army do this?
Wuxingjun was anxious because of the urging of the Jin emperor.

Why are the Loyal Army so anxious?
Are they really from Song?
Urged by Zhao Gou?

Or is there not enough food?

As for whether Wendun Hunyu was caught, this thought only flashed through Meng Tian's mind before being cleared away.

These are two elite Meng'an soldiers and a regular army with 2,000 horses. If they can't win, they can just run away. How stupid must Wen Dunhunyu be to be surrounded by infantry?

Thinking of this, Meng Tian, the guardian of the country, couldn't help but feel angry again.

The time was too short, so he didn't even know the origins of the Loyal Army, let alone its military structure and combat effectiveness.

Zhang Jueming is such a loser. Why is it so difficult for him to capture two officers of the Loyal Army?

His thoughts drifted away for only a moment before Meng Tian, the king of the country, calmed down his mind, carefully considered countermeasures, and quickly made up his mind.

We have to fight no matter what. We finally waited for the Loyal Army to come out of that bastard shell. How can we just let them go?

If we hesitate any longer and the Loyal Army retreats again, we will have to take over this camp.

As for whether there were any ambushes or plots waiting for Wuxing's army, Meng Tian's strategy for defending the country was simple: deploy more scouts and cavalry, and after securing the two flanks, attack directly from the front.

As long as the loyalist army is crushed head-on, then ambushes and other plots are mere trifles, useless in the face of overwhelming power. Ultimately, the affairs of this world are decided by the sword.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian's face straightened, and he said to the two marching Meng'an and a dozen marching Mouke who were ready to attack at any time: "Wanyan Hongji, you lead the third Meng'an to the front army to supervise the battle, and advance together with Hui Te Mi Le, Zhuo Tuo An and the other three Meng'an."

"promise!"

"Send a message to Zhang Jueming, Fourth Meng'an, attack the stronghold at all costs. If you try to play tricks on me again, I'll chop this Han slave into pieces with my own hands!"

"Pu Chaguang, I will personally lead the First Meng'an and your Fifth Meng'an into battle formation. Today we will attack them head-on and defeat them!"

"Here!"

All the generals in the tent responded in unison.

After a while, nearly three thousand infantry and cavalry filed out of the camp, swarmed south, and gathered with the two Meng'an in the front. The cavalry were distributed on both wings, and the infantry were lined up in the middle, forming the iconic Crooked Horse Formation of the Jin Dynasty.

Meng Tian, the guardian of the country, was in the center of the army. He rode his horse to a gentle slope and observed the military situation from a high vantage point.

“There are too few people…”

Ba'atul didn't seem to hear his general's sigh clearly, and hurried forward to ask, "What did the general say?"

Meng Tian Zhenguo came back to his senses from his deep thoughts and shook his head to his confidant: "Nothing, I just said that our troops seem to be a little short."

When Atu'er heard this, he thought someone was collecting the salary without working, so he quickly checked his own formation carefully and started to make plans in his mind.

Needless to say, half of the First Meng'an's men were killed.

The second Meng'an and the seventh Meng'an went around Ju County and are not here.

The ninth and twelfth Meng'an stayed in Yishui County and were unable to join the battle for a while.

The fourth Meng'an fought a fierce battle with the mountain stronghold in the hilly area on the east side.

At this time, there were only the third, fifth, sixth, and eighth Meng'an, plus the remnants of the first Meng'an, and Meng Tian's personal guards, barely enough for five thousand men, lined up on the road.

There is no mistake in the number of people.

When Ba'atul learned what his commander-in-chief had pointed out, he immediately tried to comfort him: "General, an army of ten thousand cannot be deployed on this terrain. Five thousand men are more than enough."

A trace of sadness crossed Meng Tian's face, and he didn't hide it in front of his confidants. "I didn't say anything else, just that the Wuxing Army was so powerful and majestic when they first set out on the expedition. Now A Zhang is dead, A Yu and Xiao Dong are in danger, and I personally ordered the execution of many capable men. Now that the great victory is about to be accomplished, thinking about the hardships along the way, how can I not be heartbroken?"

Ba'atul seemed accustomed to his general's inexplicable literary style, and was not surprised to hear this. He just continued to persuade: "Captain, soldiers need food, and war is dangerous and life is inevitable. Fortunately, the loyal and righteous thief has lost his mind after a small victory and dared to come to fight. Big things will be accomplished."

Meng Tian, the guardian of the country, nodded and became lost in thought again as he looked at the neatly-arranged army.

At this time, the large-scale formation of the Crooked Horses had been deployed, and the nearly four-mile-wide official road from the hills on the east side to Yishui on the west side was completely covered. The three Meng'ans of the Wuxing Army took the lead and pushed forward like a mountain pressing down on their heads.

Meng Tian, the guardian of the state, watched this scene and suddenly became angry again. He said to the military envoy, "What is that Zhang Jueming doing? Why doesn't he fight with all his might? If you continue to urge him, tell him clearly that if any of his troops rush out of the mountains and attack our flanks, I will definitely not let them off!"

The military envoy bowed, said he had received the order, and quickly rode away.

Ba'atur wanted to persuade them not to force the Han army like this, but he changed his mind and thought that this was a formal military order, so he gave up.

To put it bluntly, someone has to chew the hard bones. How can an army not fight for fear of death when going to war? It's just that it's the Fourth Meng'an's turn now. What's there to complain about?
(End of this chapter)