Chapter 58 Rushing into the formation
Three days have passed since Wang Ming entered the city, and he still has not received any support from the Song Dynasty. Instead, the city walls are beginning to show signs of collapse.

The morale of the soldiers in the city gradually dropped, and a strong desire to die spread among the army. They knew very well that the Mongolian army would massacre the people in the city when they captured the city that had resisted. They did that to deter the enemy so that future sieges would not cost too much, so these soldiers had no hope of survival.

At this time, the Mongolian army outside the city temporarily stopped attacking the city and began to rest.

These Mongolian soldiers had also been fighting for a long time. While taking a break, they took off the kumis from their waists, took out some dried beef jerky from the bag made of cow bladders on the other side, and ate it while drinking the wine.

The Mongolian army was so terrifying because they were not restricted by logistics and food like the Song army. The beef jerky each soldier carried was enough for them to eat for a week.

In many wars, burning granaries was always a good way to contain the ancient Chinese army. Granaries were the army's food factories, and burning granaries meant leaving the army with no way to survive. Ancient Chinese soldiers were not like Mongolian soldiers who could carry a week's worth of rations.

This has a lot to do with Mongolia's ability to reach Europe.

When they were thirsty, they drank kumis, and when they were hungry, they ate beef jerky. They didn't drink the local water or eat the local food, so that the soldiers wouldn't get sick from the stomach due to the unfamiliar climate.

But after they invaded the Central Plains, this nation was corrupted by the glamorous world of the Central Plains.

They moved from tents to earthen houses that were not afraid of wind and rain. They could no longer tolerate the bland and difficult-to-chew beef jerky, and began to learn how to enjoy life like the Song masters, burying their heroic spirit.

"Sir, although you are a martial arts master, there are millions of Mongolian troops on the opposite side. It is too dangerous. You should stay in the city and wait for support from the court!" Guo Jing advised.

"The city wall can only hold back the Mongolian army for half a day at most, but there is no news of reinforcement. Don't count on it. Once the city is broken, it will be too late." Wang Ming took another look at Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

"Mr. Wang, the Mongolian army is so large and powerful that it is almost impossible to kill Temujin. Or..." Huang Rong finally wanted to persuade Wang Ming not to go. Wang Ming took good care of her and she really didn't want him to die. Moreover, this city could never be defended. When the city was broken, with Mr. Wang, the world's best master, by his side, it would be more likely for Brother Jing to break through.

"No need to persuade me. I will go even if there are tens of thousands of people against me. Open the city gate." Wang Ming interrupted Huang Rong's persuasion.

Guo Jing gave the order with a helpless look on his face, and opened the city gate a crack to allow Wang Ming to escape.

Wang Mingming rode Guo Jing's Ferghana horse, letting the little red horse go step by step towards the city gate.

After leaving the city gate, what caught my eye was not the Mongolian soldiers eating beef with kumis, but the corpses of Mongolian soldiers killed in the siege in front of the city gate, and then the Mongolian vanguard.

The Mongolian army was also extremely surprised. How could this heavily armored knight dare to leave the city alone? How bold was he?

We don't need many. 500 of these well-equipped heavy-armored knights might still give them a headache for a long time, but isn't this person here to deliver food? +
So they are all very excited now, this is a walking military achievement!

But before they could make any move, Wang Ming directly drove his Ferghana horse and charged towards the Mongolian army.

A general in the Mongolian army with a red face and white beard was Chilaowen, one of the four founding heroes. Seeing the cavalry rushing towards him, he was very angry. He came out of the city alone on horseback, and dared to charge so arrogantly without kneeling down to beg for mercy. He was simply not taking him seriously. If he didn't kill him, his colleagues would definitely use this as a topic of ridicule for him afterwards.

Chi Lao Wen immediately rushed out on his horse, intending to kill the arrogant guy with one blow. But things went beyond Chi Lao Wen's expectations. When the weapons touched, the knight didn't fall off his horse, but a huge force rebounded, knocking the long sword in his hand directly out. Before the weapon fell to the ground, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. He looked down and saw that the weapon in the knight's hand had easily pierced his armor.

Chi Lao Wen was stabbed through by Wang Ming's spear, but the horse was still charging. The strands at the end of the horse's spear blade caught Chi Lao Wen's body, preventing it from sliding onto the spear shaft. The spear shaft began to bend due to the resistance, and Wang Ming exerted force and bounced Chi Lao Wen's body far away, bringing out a puff of blood mist that floated in the air.

Chi Lao Wen had never seen a horse lance and thought that Wang Ming was using a spear. With his armor, he should be able to block the enemy's attack.

It's not that he is ignorant. The horse lance is the king of cold weapons. The reason why it is the king of cold weapons is because of its excellent armor-piercing effect.

After the Song Dynasty, as the war horse producing areas such as Northwest China and Youyan were invaded by northern ethnic groups, the horse lance became useless due to the lack of strong cavalry units.

Moreover, the production cost of the halberd was very high, with a high chance of failure and great cost. The use and discarded wood of one halberd was enough to make ten strong bows, which imposed a huge economic burden on the weak Song Dynasty. As a result, it gradually disappeared from the army after the Song Dynasty, so Chi Lao Wen had never seen this thing.

Wang Ming didn't even look at Chi Lao Wen's body. He just walked past him and stabbed a lightly armored cavalryman with his lance. He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable. Any enemy standing in the way would be ruthlessly pierced, and then their bodies would be bounced away by the lance, leaving a red blood mist in the air.

The Mongolian soldiers could not cause any harm to Wang Ming at all, and their swords and knives could not break Wang Ming's defense. These two layers of armor were no joke.

It can be said that Wang Ming is now like an iron can, and no sharp weapon can hurt or pierce him.

The only thing that could make Wang Ming feel something was a blunt weapon like a hammer. Unfortunately, they were not Li Yuanba. The hammer head was not much bigger than a fist, the attack speed was slow, and the weapon was short. They were stabbed to death under their horses before they could get close to Wang Ming.

To put it another way, even if it was hit by a blunt object, the damage would not be fatal if it was weakened by seven levels of the body protection of the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art".

The Ferghana horse under him is tall and fast, which is incomparable to ordinary horses. The Ferghana horse is also covered with heavy armor, so there is no need to worry about being attacked by others.

Of course, even with such a heavy load, it can still be so fast and charge into the midst of thousands of troops. The reason is that Wang Ming has infused his own internal energy into the Ferghana horse. In the past few days in the city, Wang Ming has been testing this method in addition to waiting for support from the Song army.

Wang Ming remembered that Ba Fenghan's technique of making horse and man one could greatly enhance the horse's load-bearing capacity and make the horse less likely to get tired.

After Wang Ming's tireless experiments over the past few days, he finally figured out this technique, and killed nine of the few horses in Xiangyang City. This experiment was risky, so naturally, it could not be done on the Arabian horses.

This method is actually not difficult. The key lies in the Du meridian. The innate true qi must be changed from retrograde to directional, and then input into the horse's spine through the coccyx point and circulate for thirty-six cycles.

When the qi and blood circulation of humans and horses are combined, when the horse's qi orifices are full and qi and blood flow throughout its muscles and muscles, it will naturally become strong and powerful, and can gallop thousands of miles without getting tired.

Wang Ming was invincible in the midst of thousands of troops and fought his way to the central army tent.

(End of this chapter)