Chapter 3860 Falling into the trap
In the night, Chang Sunyan drove tens of thousands of private troops from powerful clans to advance towards the front line of Yong'an Canal. Scouts from both sides clashed back and forth in the open areas where the two armies had not yet come into contact. The sounds of fighting and screaming continued to be heard in the mountains, forests and fields, and the battle-hardened right flank The Tunwei scouts were obviously more powerful and elite than the scouts of Guanlong's army, and they quickly took the initiative, making it increasingly difficult for the powerful private army to find out the true situation of Youtunwei.
According to common sense, at this time, one should either stop advancing and form an array on the spot to avoid rushing into the enemy's encirclement, or simply retreat and wait until the scouts are reorganized to detect the enemy's situation before making any plans.
After all, Chang Sunyan hurriedly reorganized this army of tens of thousands of people, and he didn't know the generals or the generals. Now his eyes were completely black. He didn't know himself or the enemy. How could he fight like this?
However, when Chang Sunyan led his troops this time, he had no extravagant hope of breaking through the Youtun defense line. He only wanted to complete his mission of "sending a man's head" and then retreat in time, which would be considered a success...
Therefore, regardless of the numerous shortcomings and crises, they blindly drive the private armies forward.
Although these private armies do not have many real soldiers and not many have been on the battlefield, as the leaders of each private army, they are not ignorant and know nothing about the art of war and strategy.
Many people were aware of the danger and tried to advise Changsun Yan to slow down or even stop resting, but Changsun Yan did not listen at all and even issued military orders. Anyone who delayed the march and delayed the military aircraft would be dealt with according to military law.
The powerful private armies had no choice but to march forward in the dark.
Now that the grain and fodder brought by the private armies of these clans have been exhausted when they enter the customs, Tongguan is blocked by Li Ji, and the family's supplies cannot be sent in. The granary outside Jinguang Gate has been burned out. The Guanlong clan is short of grain and it is difficult to supply such a huge army. In the army, if anyone disobeys orders, his food supply will be cut off from tomorrow. Who can bear this?
So knowing that there is a bloody mouth hidden in the dark night ahead, I can only walk towards it step by step in fear...
Changsun Yan was also nervous.
He asked his soldiers on the left and right to extinguish the torches, gather tightly around him, and ride forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, lest the surrounding torches become the targets of the right guards. Moreover, he deliberately slowed down while marching, lagging behind the large group of private soldiers little by little. His eyes were always paying attention to the surrounding situation. If there was any abnormality, he would turn around and run away.
As a result, when we arrived at Jingyaomen, there were only constant battles between the scouts of the two armies in front, and there was no movement at all from the right guard...
Chang Sunyan breathed a sigh of relief.
My father's speculation must have come true. The Sixth Army of the East Palace could not withstand the fierce attack of Guanlong's army. The Youtun Guards had to mobilize troops into the palace to support them. Fang Jun was the pillar of the East Palace and a confidant of the prince. He could not watch the East Palace. Liu rate's defense line was breached, and Guanlong's army entered Taiji Palace and approached the inner gate, right?
Thinking this way, he felt much calmer. He felt that with the tens of thousands of powerful private troops under his command, plus the "Woye Town Private Army" behind him, if he could launch a wave-like offensive, Gao Kan, who was short of troops, might not be able to stop him. Own.
The heart that had no extravagant hopes at first suddenly started to look forward to it...
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Half an hour later, the scout reported back: "Silang, the front troops have arrived at Yong'an Canal. Gao Kan led the right garrison guards to form an array on the left side of the canal. The array is like a forest of flags!"
Changsun Yan glanced around, pulled out his saber, raised it high, and said loudly: "Give me the order to launch an attack immediately! As long as Gao Kan's defense line is defeated and Yong'an Canal is breached, the Xuanwu Gate will be close at hand. It's huge. Merits are waiting for you, how can you be promoted to a higher position and become a wife? Charge! ”
"Charge! Charge! Charge!"
The soldiers on the left and right shouted in unison, waving the flags in their hands, and the shouts spread far away in the darkness. Tens of thousands of private soldiers were excited by the impassioned shouts, and the fear in their hearts was greatly reduced. Under the control of their respective leaders Under the leadership of the soldiers, they roared and launched a charge, rushing towards the right garrison array on the left bank of Yong'an Canal.
Changsunyan brandished his sword and kept urging the private soldiers in front and behind him to speed up the charge, while he himself slowed down and fell behind bit by bit.
The soldiers came to remind: "Shiro, is it time to retreat?"
Changsun Yan frowned and looked at the dark distance ahead, hesitating.
He had already made up his mind before that as long as he drove the private armies of these noble families to rush forward and complete the task of "sending people's heads", he would retreat regardless and retreat into the Yuwenlong Formation for protection to ensure that nothing would go wrong, even if he was scolded by his father. No matter what.
Of course, his father's respect is important, and he has long coveted the position of head of the family, but what's the point if his life is lost in the rebel army?
However, along the way, the disappearance of Youtunwei made him feel a little ambitious. It was obvious that the war in Taiji Palace had weakened the strength of Youtunwei. With insufficient troops, he could only stick to it and lacked the ability to make progress. Awesome, maybe this is a God-given opportunity?
The thought that it might be possible to defeat Youtunwei's defense line, defeat Gao Kan, and then push into the Xuanwu Gate. Even if you don't have to conquer Youtunwei's camp, it would be the greatest military achievement of Guanlong since the mutiny!
How exciting is it to achieve this world-class feat by stepping on the famous Youtunwei?
Moreover, the "Woye Town Private Army" led by Yu Wenlong was slowly pressing up behind him, and he could withdraw into their formation at any time for protection if he saw an opportunity.
So, why not take a risk and wait and see?
After pondering for a while, Changsun Yan said to his soldiers: "There is no rush for the moment. The two armies have not yet fought. How can I, the general, run away from the battle? It will not be too late to wait until the battle is over and see the results before making a decision."
Naturally, the soldiers would not refute, and besides, they all felt that Chang Sun Yan's words were reasonable. The battle hadn't even started yet, so why were they running away in such a hurry?
In the dark night, the water of the Yong'an Canal was flowing. The left bank was heavily arrayed, with brilliant armor and swords and guns. Five thousand right-hand guard infantry formed a square formation, with heavy infantry in front, spearmen in the center, and finally the crossbowmen. Together with the musketeers, 10,000 light cavalry had already left their positions and were detouring from the Chang'an city wall on the south side toward Jingyao Gate...
Gao Kan, with his helmet pierced through his armor, rode in the middle of the army.
The drums were rumbling in front of them, and tens of thousands of private soldiers from various clans were rushing towards them like an overwhelming tide. The momentum formed was earth-shattering, but the Youtun Guard array was as steady as a rock and motionless.
A strong army only has the temperament and self-confidence of a strong army. Youtunwei has always faced world-famous strong armies, but has never lost a battle, big or small. The transformation in temperament and self-confidence brought about by victorious battles. , enough to give him the courage to look down upon everything when facing the powerful private armies.
Whether it is 30,000 people or 50,000 people, how can these local chickens and dogs, even if they are called millions, cause the proud soldiers and heroes like Youtunwei to feel even the slightest fear and hesitation?
No matter the enemy's overwhelming momentum, I am like the mainstay, unmoving. The general order has not been issued. Even if the enemy rushes in front of my nose, I will never fire a shot or an arrow indiscriminately.
This is iron-clad discipline and even more iron-clad nerves.
Five hundred feet, three hundred feet.
The enemy troops were getting closer and closer, covering the mountains and plains. Gao Kan sat on his horse as still as a mountain, his eyes like lightning. One hundred feet, eighty feet, some of the enemy troops have begun to stand still, bending their bows and setting arrows. Locust-like arrows are swishing around in the void. Occasionally, some of them fall into our own position, but they are all blocked by the armor of the heavy infantry. Block it without any harm.
Fifty feet.
This is the effective shooting range of crossbows and muskets. Gao Kan drew out his horizontal sword and raised it high. The blade flashed coldly under the light of the torch, and shouted: "Fire guns!"
The flags raised by the soldiers around him were waved down fiercely.
"Bang bang bang"
There was an explosion like fried beans, hundreds of muskets fired in volley, and the gunfire rang out densely. The smoke from the muzzles condensed into a huge ball, and then slowly rose and drifted with the evening wind.
The charging private troops were like wheat cut down by scythes in paddy fields in autumn, falling down one by one with howls. The soldiers behind him had no time to care about the injured Paoze beside him. Once they stopped, they would become the target of musket attacks. They could only continue to charge despite the hail of bullets.
Forty feet.
The private armies with no battle lines scattered all over the mountains and plains made it more difficult for the musketeers of Youtun Guard. The number of muskets was limited and the shooting accuracy was not very optimistic. They could only rely on large-area fire coverage. Bringing more killings. The current situation of chasing rabbits all over the mountains and plains has resulted in limited lethality of muskets.
However, the musketeers were not in a hurry and carried out three attacks in an orderly manner, continuing to put huge pressure on the enemy. (End of chapter)