Of course the seven thousand Jurchens didn't know that the more than 10,000 Ming troops accompanying them had quickly laid a trap behind them...
Black pine forest.
This is Heishan in the north of Bayan County.
"Ambassador, over there is Xiyang Ha's village."
Under the cover of night, Polo pointed to the lights in the distance.
Because the entire land is covered with snow, even if there is only the waning moon in the sky, the surroundings can actually be seen very clearly. As for Yang Feng's laser pointer, it is even clearer. This thing is used as a professional equipment to guide aerial strikes and integrates night vision.
Telephoto, ranging, laser pointing and other functions.
"Two miles."
Yang Feng said.
It was actually an earthen city.
There are actually many small earthen towns like this along the way.
After all, both the Bohai, Liao and Jin Dynasties developed this area to a certain extent, and the Jin Kingdom was not far from here.
So there are actually many Jiuzhou counties.
In the past few hundred years, this land has actually been a process of civilization degradation. During the rise of the Jurchens, Aguda was still smelting iron, and it was also an important iron supplier to the nearby Khitan, but now there is no one who can smelt iron, so later in the Ming Dynasty
The minister laughed at these Hulu who did not have the trade of the Ming Dynasty and did not even have iron pots to eat. Most of these large and small earth cities have collapsed into ruins after hundreds of years of wind and rain, but they can still show how prosperous this barbaric land was.
, and for today’s less civilized fishermen and hunters, these things that seem to be left over from the previous civilization are their shelter in the winter.
Then they repaired it with wood and it became a real fortress.
This is a great place in winter.
Take shelter from the wind.
Avoid wild animals.
If you store enough firewood and food, the cat will not have a problem throughout the winter.
Then Yang Feng looked at the Jurchens.
"What are you still looking at? Come on!"
he said.
The Jurchens looked at each other.
"Ambassador, how can we attack the city if we don't plan together?"
Polo said cautiously.
"What do you need to count to attack a city? To attack a city, you only need three steps. Charge, open the city gate, go in, burn, kill and loot. Why do you need to count for such a simple thing? Jurchen warriors, listen to my order and pull out your swords.
Take up your spears.
Come with me!"
Yang Feng pointed the rifle in his hand, then drove his chariot in the wilderness, and then took aim with the rifle on the chariot in an imposing manner...
"Don't!"
Zhang Fu shouted anxiously.
But unfortunately he was a step too late, and at the same time Yang Feng pulled the trigger.
"Boom!"
A grenade flew out instantly.
But because the distance was too far, it only flew at most one-third of the distance before exploding on the snow.
Zhang Fu slapped his thigh helplessly.
But those Jurchens were different. When the explosion sounded, they all let out crazy howls. They followed Yang Feng's chariot like a group of zombies and fiercely crashed into the castle in front. At this time, even the most careless people in the city would know.
, the horn sound sounded immediately there, and then there were constant horn sounds, but after all, it was only more than a thousand meters, and it would not take long for the cavalry. Amidst the horn sounds in the city, Yang Feng quickly reached the city gate
, he stopped two hundred meters away, aimed at the city gate and fired another grenade. Looking at the explosion of fire there, the Jurchen cavalry did not hesitate at all and rushed past him on both sides.
The one at the front reached the city gate in an instant.
Then……
shocked.
The city gate didn't explode!
"Ambassador, why isn't this door open?"
He turned around and shouted anxiously.
The next moment, a figure poked out from behind the wood of the city wall and shot an arrow without hesitation.
He turned around in shock, looked at the sharp arrow in his chest, and then fell off his horse.
Jurchen cavalry who did not know the truth swarmed behind.
"Get out of the way, Dutamar, get out of the way, you are blocking my shot!"
Yang Feng yelled anxiously from behind.
In this chaos, who can hear what he is howling? More than 7,000 cavalrymen rushed forward without any command. Especially at night, the chaos was like a dog farm with open cages and meals, but in front of them was a castle.
, even the wooden walls are still castles. The side-by-side logs and the rammed earth below blocked them like an insurmountable chasm. The cavalry behind them didn't know what was happening, and they roared forward.
It's so crowded that those in front can't even turn back.
The smart ones quickly dismounted and prepared to climb.
But at this time, more Wu soldiers appeared on the city wall and shot sharp arrows at them.
This is a genuine fishing and hunting nation.
It can be said that those who can survive to adulthood are basically sharpshooters. Those who are not sharpshooters have starved to death because they cannot catch enough prey.
After this cruel natural selection, bows and arrows almost became a part of their bodies.
And it's still condescending.
And there are many targets, all of which are like schools of salmon swimming upstream.
That was simply a missed shot.
"You are not allowed to retreat. If you escape from the battlefield, you will be killed without mercy!"
In the tank behind, Yang Feng was holding a rifle and roaring like a reactionary in an old movie.
In front of him were several Jurchens who had woken up and were turning around and trying to escape, but the bullets from the rifle in Yang Feng's hand were immediately shot out. Those Jurchens fell down in the sound of gunfire and were still looking at him with dead eyes. The other Jurchens also wanted to escape.
, they all looked at him in astonishment...
"Come forward, or you will be killed without mercy!"
Yang Feng shouted.
Then he shot and killed a group of fleeing men.
His rifle has a wide coverage area and basically cannot escape within 500 meters to the left and right.
Supervisory effect is excellent.
The Jurchen cavalry turned around sadly and continued to crowd forward.
However, the Jurchens who dismounted in front were already trying to climb up. They rushed under the wooden city wall with shields on their heads, then grabbed everything they could, and attacked upward with all their strength. More Jurchens behind them dismounted and attacked in the same way.
Still more used their horses as cover and used bows and arrows to shoot at the strangers on the wall.
In this way, the two sides started a real bloody battle, and the dead bodies of the Jurchens continued to pile up under the wall.
The strangers on the city wall also kept falling.
"Yes, continue the attack, Jurchen warriors, open the village, everything belongs to you!"
Yang Feng shouted from behind.
Then he continued to shoot those Jurchens who tried to escape.
The latter had a fortified city in front of them and bullets supervising the battle behind them, so they could only continue to attack with grief and anger.
However, at this moment, the roar of artillery shells suddenly sounded.
Yang Feng turned his head in astonishment and looked at a mound not far behind, where camels were already lying down, and a Menflang machine sprayed flames. The powerful shells instantly passed over the heads of the Jurchen cavalry and hit the city gate.
The blow quickly shattered the city gate. The Jurchens at the front, who were still struggling to hold on, immediately burst out with an excited roar, and immediately rushed crazily one by one towards the city gate that had blocked them so far. The city had long been destroyed by artillery shells.
The gate turned into a pile of broken wood in their impact. These Jurchen soldiers stepped on the broken wood and howled into the city. The Wus inside the city gate who were originally preparing to block the attack looked at the fire-spitting mounds on the mound in horror.
At the muzzle of the cannon, the shells instantly sprayed flesh and blood among them.
Then the Jurchens stepped on the dead bodies of the Wu people and started their killing in the city.
"It's not enough to make a fool of yourself!"
Yang Feng said angrily.
But then he changed his face...
"Jurchen warriors, kill!"
The rifle in his hand was pointing at the city wall.
Then he loaded the grenade and hit it on the city wall.
Seeing the fallen warriors in the explosion and flames, the Jurchen cavalry became even more excited.
They howled and spurred their horses on, and rushed straight into the Wu Zhe's castle.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Zhang Fu walked to Yang Feng angrily and asked.
"Please pay attention to your attitude, you are only a deputy."
Yang Feng said.
"You want them dead?"
Zhang Fu said in a low voice.
"Please do not slander my reputation. I am just encouraging them to sacrifice their lives for the country. This is a great feat. We will remember their sacrifices for the Ming Dynasty and we will build a monument for them here to commemorate them."
Sincerity is both courageous and martial, and ultimately strong and indomitable.
When the body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost!
nice!"
Yang Feng looked at the Jurchen warriors who were still pouring into the castle and recited poems in an exaggerated way.
And a bloody battle has already begun in the city. The sudden attack has left the desperate wimps with only one way to fight to the end. After all, there are vast mountains behind them. Even if they hide in this season, it will be a dead end. After all, these wudgers are also dead.
Growing up in a freezing cold of -30 degrees Celsius, and having fought wild beasts for generations for a living, his fighting ability was definitely sufficient. At this time, he was like a wild dog that was cornered and could only bite like crazy.
Their total number of young and strong people actually had to be thousands. Although they were not as good as the Jurchens who rushed into the city, the Jurchens did not rush in all at once.
So they are not without the power to fight.
Roars, screams, and even women's cries filled the night sky in the city.
Yang Feng sat down on the chariot at this time.
"In fact, this area can also be turned into fertile fields."
he said.
"Whatever can be grown here, you can't harvest much if you open the original fields."
Zhang Fu said speechlessly.
"Soybeans and sorghum, we still had songs to sing here at that time. My home is on the Songhua River, where there are countless soybeans and sorghum. The big river we passed before was the Songhua River, or what the Jurchens call Songwaliwu.
La. We call this area Beidacang, the largest granary in the country. Under the snow under our feet is black soil, the best land that is so fertile that it oozes oil.
However, due to the severe cold climate, it is not possible to produce two crops a year like in Jiangnan.
But even one season is enough.
As for rice, it can actually be planted once it is ready.
It is said that during the Tang Dynasty, Bohai State planted rice in the east.
I say this just to tell you, don’t think that because this is a bitterly cold place, you can’t farm. With the right approach, not only can you farm, but it can also become a granary that’s not inferior to Jiangnan.
It’s not even just here. Next, your emperor will probably follow what I said and go outside the Eastern Ocean to find several new crops that are more suitable here. At that time, even if we continue to go north, we can farm even in Nurgan City.
but……"
Yang Feng then pointed forward again.
"You don't want to be surrounded by a group of people who want to steal your food, right?"