The main forces of Qi and Han formally arrayed opposite each other on the northern bank of Si river, flags fluttering and the atmosphere charged with battle.
The Han forces unfurled flags of fiery red with a hundred birds facing the phoenix and a large banner with the character "Han," while the commanders each displayed banners with their surnames. Deng Xiu and Deng Canyu displayed banners of red background with gold, adorned with symbols of the sun, moon, and stars around the character "Deng."
The troops wore black armor and red clothing, with over 60% wearing armor. The style of this armor was almost equivalent to a condensed version of the Burenhuajia, and the reason for wearing such heavy armor was related to the explosive physical fitness of ordinary people in the prehistoric era. For ordinary soldiers, it's not about whether there are enough armors or not. Just the weight of tens of jin couldn't bear, and they couldn't even walk let alone fight. In the army of more than 10,000 troops during the Southern Song Dynasty, only a few hundred soldiers could bear it.
The physical fitness of the Han soldiers is significantly higher than that of the Southern Song Dynasty, but the drawback is that there is not enough armor. If they could just endure for another two years, the percentage of soldiers equipped with armor could approach 80%.
As Deng Canyu whispered softly, "A group of mute people came from the south, and a team of lamas came from the north," the Han army was like a fiery cloud, invading fiercely and immovable like a mountain. They all crossed the Si River at the river's bank and stood quietly, then began to form an array.
The troops for this northern expedition were mostly professional soldiers originally belonging to the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
Initially, Deng Jiugong's San Mountain Pass had a force of two hundred thousand, with the elite soldiers exceeding one hundred thousand after the auxiliary troops were subtracted. Later, Huang Feihu, Su Hu, Li Jing, Zhang Guifang, and the southern defections of various northern generals gradually took away over three hundred thousand regular troops from the Shang Dynasty.
The Shang Dynasty was rich throughout the world, but during its peak, there were only about six or seven million professional soldiers who had undergone strict training, were non-productive, and had abundant battlefield experience. The Han army took nearly half of them at once.
No matter if they were farmers or merchants, once they fought in the battlefield, they would eventually become old soldiers. The northern lords fought every day, and in the end, they would narrow the gap between new soldiers and old soldiers. However, during this process of sifting through the sand in a torrential downpour, the death rate was very high.
Deng Canyu called Biaozi back again. Now wearing a water-blue Taoist robe, riding on a horse, and looking at the group of "lamas" with the Green Dragon flag in the north, she felt some disdain in her heart.
The organizational mode of Qiguo, where a leader leads 200 lords and vassals as a community, is extremely inefficient.
The array formation was slow and disorganized. Each of the 200 lords and vassals contributed 300 or 500 men, and finally, with the 20,000 troops of Jiang Huanchu as the main force, a total of over one hundred thousand troops were assembled. This led to an extremely disorganized command system.
Deng Canyu raised her eyes to scan the scene, and she even saw more than a dozen lords dressed in sumptuous attire praying to the sky. After that, they took out something resembling an earthenware jar and began to sequentially throw various objects into it.
Dai Guigui worried about her two mediocre brothers who were as clumsy as crab shells, so she rushed to help them at night from Emei Mountain.
At this point, Deng Canyu's actions puzzled her a bit, so she asked Deng Canyu: "What are those guys doing?"
Deng Canyu was somewhat speechless. Who said that the Chinese civilization is not democratic? This is very democratic indeed! These nobles are voting in the middle of the two armies to choose who will lead the charge, and who will go first or last!
"They should be voting."
Dai Guigui's wide eyes were filled with surprise. Was it too late to vote now?
Deng Canyu sighed, "No worries, the war declaration said the battle would commence at the third mark of the third hour in the morning, and there's still time."
Nowadays, fighting is still very courteous, and there is a set of conventional rules, and one cannot launch a surprise attack until the scheduled time in the war declaration.
When the Han country crossed the Si River, Qi country would not strike halfway across the river, so they could cross the river with confidence and boldness.
Now that the other side is forming up, the Han country will not charge in with a battle cry like "waaaaagh" to hack and slash.
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During the Zhou-Shang war, this point was also clearly demonstrated.
During the Zhou-Shang war, this point was also clearly demonstrated. Jiang Ziyu only raised the white flag of peace as soon as he could not defeat the Jiejiao immortals, and this broken wooden sign looked like a powerful magical barrier. As soon as it was hung up, Jiejiao immediately stopped attacking. The reason for this is that it is still a time of ceremony, and both in life and on the battlefield, there are rules. Whoever does not follow them will be despised by all aspects.
At two o'clock, the Qiguo military formation finally took its place, and the Han army had already disarmed and rested for a while. Seeing that there was still an hour before the agreed time, they calmly stood up, faced each other, helped each other with their armor, and once again fed their horses with hay in preparation for the upcoming battle.
The surrounding terrain was extremely open, which meant it was a direct confrontation of forces, general against general—a fair and square field battle. There was no room for tactics to be played out.
On the Han side, the generals were arranged in a straight line, and Wei Bin was still preparing to take the vanguard.
Feeling that there was still some time left, the elderly Qi general Lu Xiong rode out into the formation, followed by a man and a woman, both wearing peculiar robes of Taoist monks.
Lu Xiong's appearance was normal and could be considered a standard military officer of his time.
The burly man on his left was Huanyi Tian, and the alluring woman on his right was Bian Cai Tian.
Huanyi Tian is the future Huaxi Buddha. Currently, this Ashura has an ugly appearance, with his chest exposed and bare. One side of his face is covered in a fierce aura, while the other side is infused with lewdness, giving an unwholesome impression.
This person was originally in the Xian level before joining the Western Church, and then he changed his cultivation method, which allowed him to drop from the late Xian level to the mid Xian level. However, his power has been refined much more than before, and he wields a lotus flower staff that is very characteristic of the Western Church. He is also clad in armor made of copper and iron, giving him an incredible defense.
Bian Cai Tian was a female Ashura, with a beautiful appearance and graceful figure. Every move she made exuded fragrance and displayed her alluring demeanor. Behind her, there were faint misty water vapor that appeared intermittently, indicating that she was a practitioner of water-based magic.
Lu Xiong arrived at the front lines of both armies and immediately started to play the card of his seniority.
"Deng family junior, you don't understand the time and don't understand geography. You arbitrarily invade our territory without a reason? You should know that our King has mobilized a hundred thousand troops today, and they will arrive soon. If they do, you will all be turned into fine powder. Know that!"
Lu Xiong's voice, amplified by Bian Cai Tian's spell, spread throughout the battlefield. His tone was filled with ease, and after speaking, he laughed as if he were completely unaware of his surroundings. It seemed that the Han army had already fallen into his trap and would soon be surrounded by Qi's "hundred thousand troops."
Deng Xiウ glanced at his sister. He was a man of action, not fond of this kind of bluster on the battlefield. He always felt that such chatter was completely meaningless.
Deng Canyu rolled her eyes, looking at me as if I were nothing.
If an old man can come out and say a few words, there is no reason they should not.
She whispered two sentences to Deng Xiū.
Deng Xiū felt extremely embarrassed, but he had to laugh awkwardly at this time.
"Ha ha ha, General of old age, you have lived for seventy-six years. How is the sky and how is the geography? Little do you know that we are following the will of heaven and the desires of the people to take on the evil. Our troops are assembled and ready to fight. Your temporary assembly of over one hundred thousand troops will be destroyed within three beats of the drum."
The old general opposite him had a fierce expression: "The King of Shang is wicked, causing chaos and pandemonium in the world. Are you talking about this as the will of heaven?"
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