On February 9, the second year of Maode's reign, the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Song Dynasty marched a total of fifty-one miles.
In order to achieve such a goal, the New Army cavalry units paid a huge price on this day, killing 1,762 people and seriously injuring 862 people.
Among those who died in the battle, the highest-ranking officer was a deputy division commander.
In addition, there was a regiment commander, three battalion commanders, two deputy battalion commanders, and a lot of company and platoon commanders died in the battle; there was no way! These people need to take the lead in the battle, and the casualty rate
Naturally scary.
In addition, even if the 471 seriously injured people survive the critical period, they will end up with missing arms and legs.
There is no way! War with cold weapons, especially the war between cavalry, is much more bloody than the battles with firearms during World War I and World War II.
A confrontation between the two sides usually only takes about ten seconds.
It is a relatively lucky thing to have your arm chopped off by your opponent, or to have your legs crushed and fractured by a horse's hoof after landing.
Of course, it's not that easy for the Jin to harass the troops.
Just when cleaning the battlefield, the Song Dynasty found 2,366 corpses and harvested 1,831 war horses.
All water is produced in the north, and it is an excellent war horse for the Song Dynasty.
The only pity is that even though there are so many people in the Northern Expeditionary Army, there are not many people to ride on these war horses and join in the fighting process that covers the march of the army.
It can only be used to pull carts or artillery pieces.
On February 10th, the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Song Dynasty marched a total of forty-nine miles on that day.
Today, the two sides had a total of 61 battles, large and small, with more than 2,000 casualties each.
At this point in the fight, the cavalry troops on both sides were scarred; but they were like wounded beasts. Instead, they became more and more crazy after their eyes were red with blood.
On February 11th, the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Song Dynasty marched a total of thirty-three miles on this day.
It should be noted that the reason why we walked such a long distance today was not because the cavalry of the New Army could not withstand it.
It was during the stumbling march of the Northern Expeditionary Army that they finally arrived at the capital of Zhending Prefecture, Shijiazhuang, around three o'clock in the afternoon.
It was also after arriving here that Hu Biao and others discovered the huge Zhending Mansion, which was now almost a piece of white land.
Among the dark bricks and broken walls, there were only a few people living among them, and not a single Jin garrison was seen.
After some questioning, I learned that it had happened a few days ago.
Knowing that there is no way to resist the Northern Expedition army, that kind of terrifying siege ability.
The people in the city, forcibly coerced by the defenders, began to retreat towards the north; anyone who resisted at all was killed on the spot by the defenders.
Before leaving, the Jin men set a fire and burned the entire city.
It can be regarded as a plagiarized version of Jianbi Qingye for the Northern Expedition of the Song Dynasty.
So much so that the common people who were lucky enough to escape cried loudly when they saw the arrival of the army, and were comforted by Mr. Hu himself for a long time.
He also rewarded them with some food and cloth, which calmed them down.
At the same time, the situation here in Zhending Mansion also made Hu Biao and the others understand that they might encounter the same situation in Baozhou and other cities along the way.
They have a sufficient supply of food and grass, so they are not afraid of such strong walls and clear fields, but it will only cause a lot of suffering for the people.
Thinking of this, everyone's hatred for the Jin people became even stronger.
After arriving at Zhending Mansion, it was still about seven hundred miles away from Yanjing City; with a marching speed of fifty miles per day, it would only take fourteen days to arrive, leaving plenty of time for fighting.
The premise is that the army can maintain such a marching speed in the coming time.
It was night. Although Huang Yizhi was still not dead today, but his injuries were more serious, the factory manager of the East Factory received relevant orders from the headquarters.
What a guy! He's such a big old man that he almost cried.
It's not that he is afraid of death, but that in this short period of time, the fire brigade cavalry under his command has changed into two batches.
They were all good men, but they were being wasted little by little under his leadership. Just thinking about it made him feel very sad...
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"Brothers, eat as much as you can, as long as you don't get knocked out when you can ride a horse."
With an aunt-like smile, Huang Yizhi shouted loudly to the knights under his command.
Today is February 12th, just past one o'clock at noon.
Taking advantage of the fact that they had just repelled a raiding force of the Jin cavalry, it was estimated that they would have half an hour to give them a break.
Huang Yizhi was just taking care of things. While the peasants helped feed the war horses, everyone hurriedly ate something.
And he took out a lot of instant noodles, which are definitely high-end military rations in the army, and canned braised chicken, for all the knights to enjoy.
There is no way! This is the only thing Huang Yizhi can do to these people at the moment.
Because in instant noodles, MSG extracted from kelp, which is the commercial type, is added, as well as spices that are quite luxurious these days.
For a time, all the knights were laughing with joy.
In this situation, it was not until a platoon leader suddenly discovered that the factory man had not moved his chopsticks that he asked: "Mr. Huang, why don't you eat it? This is called instant noodles soup cake, but in my life
The best thing I’ve ever eaten.”
After hearing this, Huang Yizhi smiled and replied:
"You guys eat, I'm not hungry~"
Just after he finished speaking, he started to cough; but when he felt that he was about to cough, he took out a silk handkerchief and covered his mouth.
After a suppressed cough, he quickly put away the silk handkerchief.
The reason for doing this was just that he didn't want the blood clots on the silk handkerchief to worry these soldiers after seeing it.
Damn it! After fighting for so many days, Huang Yizhi was hit multiple times in the chest and abdomen, although each time was not fatal.
But he had an illusion that his internal organs must have been a mess long ago.
Even if I move a little bit, I feel severe pain in my chest and abdomen.
That is to say, after thinking that if this mission failed, he would not be able to resurrect even if he died, and more importantly, the goddess 'Ali' would also encounter misfortune, he burst out with a power that made him staggering.
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He insisted on carrying it and refused to fall. He led a group of cavalry to act as a fire brigade every day to support him everywhere.
But at this moment, after seeing the suspicious little blood clots on the silk handkerchief, he could finally be sure that he must have reached the point where the oil well was dry and he could no longer bear it.
Based on this idea, this guy took out a notebook from his pocket and started writing with a charcoal pen.
What was he writing about? Of course it was something he thought was very important.
In the previous period, he used it to stimulate the rise of a new class of merchants in the Song Dynasty and gradually replace the decadent feudal ideas.
And let these people become the biggest driving force in starting the Age of Discovery because of their interests.
So I wrote a lot, including books and articles about the enlightenment of "Zi (just to avoid it, in case this word is no longer allowed to be written one day)".
But as a modern man, he knows that Ziben is also a terrifying beast and must be controlled.
So during this period of time, I began to write the famous "Zi Ben Lun" according to my memory.
I hope that in the future, after people have a better understanding of the nature of the "Ziben" thing, they can have some means to limit this monster.
He has written intermittently until now, and he has written almost two-thirds of the content.
Unfortunately, in his current state, he probably won't be able to finish the remaining content. He can only write a little more, just a little more.
Just when Huang Yizhi had written another two or three hundred words, there was suddenly another burst of explosions of Sky-piercing Monkeys, coming out in the direction of six o'clock.
"What the hell! I can't live without a meal."
Huang Yizhi immediately cursed, but he did not forget to call his knights to mount their horses quickly.
But when he got on his horse, his vision went dark and he almost fainted. After taking a few deep breaths and regaining his vision,
Huang Yizhi threw down the long blade in his hand, which already had many gaps in it.
After taking the Brown Bess musket carried by a musketeer next to him, he threw the notebook to the musketeer with a confused look on his face.
He said: "Remember to pass this to Mr. Hu and let him complete it for me~"
After saying that, this guy took the lead again and set off; only this time he knew very clearly that there was no way he could come back alive this time...
