Han Shangyu was shouted out of his sleep.
Looking at the two scouts who were pale in front of him and panting like cattle, he didn't understand what happened for a while.
When Bao Shan and Su Er stammered about the situation they encountered at the southern foot of Jingzhong Mountain, Han Shangyu didn't even pay too much attention. He felt that the other two were making too much fuss and met the Jizhen Army scouts, but when
When Bao Shan said that there might be the sound of Qian Bai's hooves behind him, he jumped up.
"What did you say, Qian Baiqi?" Han Shangyu's face suddenly turned pale, and he grabbed Bao Shan's chest, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"Sir, how dare I?" Bao Shan said with a sad face, "Su Er and I saw the two cavalry standing in front of the attack with our own eyes. Su Er saw it most clearly. He said they were definitely Mongolian scouts..."
Han Shangyu's eyes fell on Su Er, holding the sword at his waist, as if he was going to kill Su Er in battle if he disagreed.
Su Erqi said tremblingly: "Sir, I can be sure that they are definitely not the scouts of the Jizhen Army or the Ye Bushou. I have seen their scouts and Ye Bushou. They are all dressed up as ordinary business travelers. They are definitely not.
Wearing leather armor, but I can clearly see the two horsemen. They are all armored and attired by the barbarians on the grassland, especially the leather helmets and sideburns, as well as their saddles, which are all different from our standard...
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Han Shangyu's heart sank. It didn't matter how many Mongolian scouts and scouts had already started. This battle had already started. Whether it was the Mongols or the Jurchens in Jianzhou, the scouts must have penetrated in long ago. But Bao Shan said there were still hundreds of thousands more.
The sound of riding hooves is hard to say.
"Did you see what Bao Shan said was followed by a large group of people?" Han Shangyu asked sharply.
"Then I didn't see it. I don't dare to lie, sir, but I did hear the sound of hoofbeats. It must be a pretty big team. It's not like a dozen or twenty riders can make such a sound." Su Er quickly echoed Bao Shan's words.
"Then how did you come back?" Han Shangyu paced back and forth indoors, feeling confused.
"Sir, our road going south was blocked, and we didn't know if the enemy was marching further east. We were worried about being trapped, so Su Er and I ran back from the west around Jingzhong Mountain."
Bao Shan swallowed his saliva.
Han Shangyu was a little desperate.
Detouring to the west of Jingzhong Mountain, even if they galloped late at night, it meant that they were delayed for another half an hour, and coming from the east of Jingzhong Mountain to Santun Camp was only a few miles away. If they were really Mongolian
, maybe the enemy's cavalry will rush into your camp at the next moment.
This can't be blamed on them. Without confirming the real situation, these two people are just scouts and can only come back to report to themselves. Even now, they can't say that there is really a Mongolian attack. What if they hear it?
Is it wrong? Or is it just a small group of enemies attacking?
If drums and gongs are suddenly played in the middle of the night, the camp may be blown up. If there are not many enemies, and the camp is bombed and the camp is in a mess, it will really become a joke. This kind of thing has never happened in history.
few.
But his intuition told Han Shangyu that this time it was probably not a wolf coming, but a real enemy attack. The bad premonition yesterday was proof. Although this intuition had no reason, it was the most accurate.
It doesn't matter where the enemy came from now. Maybe it was the Chahar people from Shuntian Prefecture who broke through the Jizhen Army's defense line, and the news has not spread yet, or maybe it was the people from Inner Khalkha attacking from the east to the west. On the surface, it was an attack.
Qian'an, but ended up with a false shot and sneak attack from the south. Han Shangyu felt that the latter was more likely.
The problem now is that it's too late.
"Someone is coming!"
Han Shangyu tried his best to calm down his mind. He should not reveal his whereabouts now, otherwise it would immediately trigger a riot and mutiny.
Not only his troops are stationed inside and outside the barracks, but Xie Xian's troops are also stationed. The fifth army camp has four battalions with 12,000 people, and the birth of six battalions with 18,000 people is a magical machine.
Camp.
He couldn't care less about Xie Xian, who was still playing mahjong in the city and wouldn't be back until dawn. He didn't know how much of his two camps could be saved.
Soon the commanders of the two battalions arrived, rubbing their sleepy eyes. When Han Shangyu explained the situation, the two of them almost collapsed to the ground.
"Now is not the time to be afraid. If the Mongols attack late at night, there must be someone inside or leading the way. I don't think we can escape from our barracks, the city, and the fodder warehouse to the east. I suspect it's Inner Khalkha."
Our tens of thousands of troops bypassed the Jizhen Army in Taiping Village to the east, came from the south, and made a secret attempt..."
"Sir, what's the point of talking about this now? Hurry up and run for your life." The general manager was about to cry. There is a large family in the capital city. There are many beautiful wives, concubines and children. Who wants to come here?
If you really come to fight the Mongols, who would have thought that you would encounter such a thing even if you hide here?
He was also gnashing his teeth with hatred towards his subordinate Han Shangyu, but these generals were also from the side branch of Wu Xun, and they were usually quite respectful, especially Hou Xiaoping, the next-door cousin of Hou Xiaokang, the Duke of Xiuguo, who had never been very respectful to him.
few.
These generals usually lead the troops directly. To say that the troops are led by the garrison, the commander-in-chief and the commander-in-chief Qian are the ones who truly lead the troops directly. Without relying on them, orders cannot be issued at all.
On the other hand, the other boss could still calm down a little: "Sir, if it is really the Mongols who are attacking, according to what you said, the enemy is already close, and it may be too late. We are the only better side.
The thing is, our camp is in the north, and there is the Shenji Battalion and Mr. Xie’s unit blocking the front, so there may be some opportunities..."
"You mean..." Han Shangyu faced another difficult choice.
"Sir, let's leave the camp immediately and head north. We don't need anything else. We can escape with soldiers and weapons. Over there, let's wait a little and inform Mr. Xie. It can be considered that he has entered into our robe.
..." The other boss sighed.
"Tai Chu, I know that this unit has been training persistently and still has the strength to fight. Why don't we let Lao Hou's unit retreat first? How about you stop it?" Han Shangyu looked at this man he called with expectant eyes.
The young master at the beginning of time.
Although this person also came from a hereditary military career, he was not considered a martial artist. Instead, he passed the military examination and then passed the military examination. He was considered a rare talent in the fifth military camp. The battalion he led was also Han Shangyu's most successful.
What matters is, although it is the same in the big environment of Beijing Camp, but the training has been persisting, which is considered to be different among them.
Yang Zhaoji sighed. He knew that he could not compare with Hou Xiaoping. He was the queen of Xiu Guogong, and he was always very filial to his superiors. How could he be so ignorant like himself?
Hou Xiaoping had already woken up and hurriedly came over and hugged his fist, "Brother Taichu, I cannot say thank you for your kindness, but I took the first step. I will definitely thank you again in the future."
After Hou Xiaoping said that, he threw down his legs and ran away, even Han Shangyu couldn't care about him.
"Sir, I'm going to make preparations. You have to clean up quickly. Also, please remember to inform Mr. Xie's department, otherwise I'm afraid it will be difficult to see you again in the future." Yang Zhaoji warned.
Neither of them mentioned the people in the city. At this time, they were afraid that the Inner Khalkha people had already arrived in the town. It would take at least half an hour before it would be over and it would be too late to do anything.
Just when the Second Division of the Fifth Military Camp in the preparation camp in the west of the city was hurriedly turbulent, the Nei Khalkha army had already divided into three groups and approached the town of Santun Camp.
As several aerial ladders were put up on the city wall, the manggu man climbed up with a sword-ringed ape on his back, followed closely by the warriors of the Hongji tribe. On another aerial ladder, the man who was slaughtered also had a steel knife in his mouth, climbing rapidly...
In a few breaths, more than twenty elite warriors from Inner Khalkha had climbed up the wall of Wengcheng, and two drowsy soldiers from the Beijing camp who were napping with their spears in their arms were strangled to death.
The group of people filed in and soon found four other sentries sleeping soundly in the city gate tower. The result is self-evident.
Btachi and Zhuantu also led the elites from each department up the ladder, so that they rushed towards the east and west gates along the city wall. At this time, Bilingtu had already commanded people to open the gates of Wengcheng, and Nancheng
All the doors fell into his hands.
Seeing three hundred elite infantry entering Wengcheng, the city was already covered with soldiers from Hongji's tribe. Zasai was determined in his heart. According to the plan, regardless of the outcome of seizing the east and west gates, he would launch an attack on his side.
As the south gate opened, Hongji's troops who had been dormant outside the south gate swarmed in, and rockets flew from the wall, resounding through the sky.
"Do it!"
The Horqin people who had already been ambushing the forage yard in the east of the city, and the Bahrain troops approaching the military preparation camp, immediately raised their flags, and rockets rained down into the Beijing garrison camp, followed by the galloping light cavalry sweeping in.
Under the leadership of Fan Qing, Zaisai personally led his army to attack the government office in the northwest of the city, where the Beijing military generals stationed in the city lived.
Santunying Town is not very big, especially late at night. Santunying has always been under curfew, so Zasai's cavalry brigade can march straight in and attack the north.
"Nine tubes!"
"Kong, haha, I'll do it again!" Liu Guoquan was so happy that he slapped the mahjong tiles on the desk, "If the bar is in the bar, let's see if the bar can be spent,..."
He stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the pattern under the card. It was the most interesting at this time, so you have to enjoy it. Well, it seems that it really is an eight-cylinder? It's all the same color with two bars on top?!
Liu Guoquan stood up excitedly and was about to laugh when he suddenly heard the sound of sharp arrows outside, followed by the rumble of horse hooves.
The mahjong tiles in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Liu Guoquan's face turned pale and he slumped in his chair.
This chapter has been completed!