In normal times, even the most humble life is like father and mother, struggling to survive year after year. But at this moment, human life is worthless and fragile.
This feeling is not unfamiliar to Wanyan Heda at all. When he was young, he led the elites of the imperial court to fight against the Song Dynasty. He attacked Han'er Shanshui Village who had gathered to defend themselves in the Huaihe River, and killed many people at every turn. This is what happened
This feeling. It is a pity that this feeling disappeared after he was transferred to Linhuang Prefecture, Marshal Quan, Right Supervisor of the Army, and fought against the Mongols.
No, the feeling is still there, just reversed.
Those who were riding and fighting were the Mongols, and those who were being cut down and cut into vegetables and running around were the troops of the Jin Kingdom.
But even the feelings he felt at that time could not be compared with what he felt now. Wanyan Heda had fought hard battles with the Mongols and knew the details of the Mongols. In his opinion, the Mongols were just the Jurchens resurrected more than a hundred years ago.
What's great about them is their brutal strength.
This is not the case with the Ding Navy. This army is so orderly and orderly, as if it has preparations for everything on the battlefield, and the soldiers in this army...
More than half of them are battle-hardened masters, and their murderous aura cannot be hidden from others; there are also many people who are ordinary soldiers or even recruits. But each of them has received strict and uniform training, and everyone has
He was properly embedded in Ding Haijun's strict formation, using simple and effective moves to easily steal the enemy's lives.
The Jin army had no choice but to maintain an offensive posture in front of them.
The several groups of soldiers placed at the forefront by Wanyan Heda and asked to charge with all their strength were all elites of Wanyan Heda's command, including hundreds of veterans who had followed him from Linhuang Mansion to Kaifeng Mansion, as well as
There are some brave men he recruited in Hebei.
Wanyan Heda believed that these people could fight against the same number of Mongolian troops, but these elites suffered heavy losses after the head-on collision with the Ding Navy, and they all collapsed.
But the navy continued to move forward and began to destroy the teams at the rear.
In this regard, Wanyan Heda had no choice but to watch the defeat appear in an instant, and watch the terrifying enemy display two completely opposite attitudes of being violent and methodical at the same time.
Before he could give the order, some soldiers began to abandon their weapons and run away. Even many officers were carried back by the fleeing soldiers. The fleeing people and the advancing people collided with each other, looking like they were made by the rain.
Flash flood.
The dark night and the rain gave the Jin army the courage to charge forward, but correspondingly, the bright view around the military camp in Ding Haijun was so conspicuous that no one could ignore it, and even the rain could not completely block it.
Seeing the most elite troops collapsing at the first touch, the smart men knew that their side was destined to lose. The more foolish soldiers were still confused by the sudden changes in the situation around them. They didn't know what happened, but they only knew that they finally broke into the enemy's camp.
Gaixin, then all the people in front started to run back, and the people around him were also running.
In the blink of an eye, there were flies everywhere, flapping their wings crazily in the rain.
Some officers yelled and tried to gather their troops again. However, more people just wanted to escape. Their courage and courage had been exerted to the extreme, otherwise Wanyan Heda would not have been able to launch this attack.
But everyone is not fighting against Ding Haijun with some bloody feud. After all, the Kaifeng court has been trying its best to expand the army since last year, but the issue of food and salary for the army is actually becoming more and more urgent. The purpose of the soldiers participating in this raid was half
In order to repay Marshal Wanyan Heda's kindness, the other half was a reward of a piece of money and a bucket of grain.
But if everyone died here, who could be repaid? Who should ask for the reward?
More and more people are running backwards. They are competing with each other and want to run ahead of others, so the speed is getting faster and faster. The navy is about to rush to the edge covered by fire, and it is almost impossible to see the Jin army stopping to fight. All
People are running away.
However, the heavy rain was still falling, and the ground became more and more muddy and slippery, and mud pits and ponds were trampled out one after another. The escaping Jin soldiers sometimes slipped into the ponds and pushed each other, and sometimes they struggled to flop in the mud pits.
The face covered with mud was exposed, and then washed away by the heavy rain.
Soon they discovered that their retreat was cut off.
When they rushed into the Dinghai navy camp, the soldiers who were scattered in various places to block the attack had already gathered. More troops came over and formed an array as solid as a wall to squeeze them bit by bit.
Most of Jin's soldiers failed to escape from the light, and nearly three to four thousand people were backlogged to the southwest of the central military camp. This position was actually opposite the road they ran through when they rushed in. But now, there are only
Enemy figures like wolves and tigers gathered in the darkness.
Some soldiers who accidentally approached that direction were either instantly killed by missing arrows or thrown hand axes or short spears, or died by swords without any chance of escape.
Even if the person who rushes over is a famous warrior, the end will be the same.
Pucha Hulian, the deputy commander of the troops and horses of Hebei West Road, was nine feet tall and extremely brave, so he served as the commander of the left wing in this battle. At this time, all the followers around him were scattered, and he was so furious that he ignored the concentration of the navy.
The spear stabbed, and he grabbed the barrel of a gun and pulled hard. The Dinghai soldiers holding the gun had to give up their spears for fear of being pulled out of the queue.
Taking advantage of this gap, Puchahurian held the captured spear in his left hand and a long-handled broadsword in his right hand, and rushed into the enemy's formation, stabbing and hacking indiscriminately, killing two people one after another.
If it is against an under-trained enemy, this is enough to break up the formation, and Pucahurian can then seize the weak point of the formation and continue to charge. Since ancient times, this has been the case for those brave generals who fought with one against a hundred, thus making their mark in history books.
He left behind many feats that turned things around.
Unfortunately, the training of the Ding Navy was sufficient, and Puchahurian was not able to achieve any feats.
At the same time as his huge roar, there was also a calm shout from a Ding navy officer. Under the command of the officer, the Ding navy officers pressed from all sides with more than a dozen shields, suppressing Puchahurian until he could not move, and then used a long
The spear pierced his shoulder. Finally, a certain naval officer stepped forward, lifted off his helmet, pierced his neck with a short knife, and cut off his head.
Pucha Julian's blood rushed out from his cavity, which was very frightening. It sprayed all over Zhang Peng's face, making his vision turn blood red.
Zhang Peng couldn't see his surroundings clearly for a while. Although he could hear the cheers of his companions and was sure that he was safe, he still used all his strength to throw the Jurchen's head violently.
Then he wiped his face with the sleeve of his military robe. Maybe he wiped too hard, or maybe he just heard the news that Lao Liu died in battle, and Zhang Peng felt his eyes were a little sore.
Puchahurian's head fell downwards, hit a spear, and then hit a helmet half-turn. When it landed, the crowd of Jin soldiers subconsciously moved out of the way.
His head was rolling like crazy.
At this time, the sky was getting a little brighter, and in the eastern sky, a touch of red appeared on the edge of the clouds, like the traces of blood smeared on a sharp blade.
Everyone was looking at this head. Below the head, where the neck was cut, due to the sudden contraction of the muscles, the blood vessels and neck bones were suddenly exposed. In the dark early morning, the head looked like a rattle, with the neck bones being the handle.
The swinging blood vessels are the ropes with projectiles on both sides of the rattle.
His head rolled around a few times and stopped in front of a Jin Army general.
The soldiers continued to spread out, creating a space of about ten feet in the crowded crowd.
Wanyan Heda leaned over to look at the head of his lieutenant, then stood up straight and looked around. During the battle just now, his helmet fell off and his body was covered with mud and blood, making him very embarrassed.
The people who were still surrounding him at this time were all his most loyal subordinates, but even they were standing a little farther away than normal. Most of them looked blank, and they obviously had no fighting spirit.
If someone rushed to take his head, most of these subordinates would not try their best to stop him.
The only reason why these local men from Hebei went into battle was because Wanyan Heda had been treated so favorably in the past two years by sleeping without a table, traveling without riding, wrapping food in his own hands, and sucking blood from his sores.
But now, the effect of these favors has been exhausted in the battle just now. Although the soldiers did not say it, in their hearts, they were looking forward to the death of the general. Once the general died, the battle was over, and the soldiers could leave.
Military camp, stay away from this terrible fighting.
In this world, there are not many people who are so perseverant that they can ignore life and death. This is not a seller, and he is not worthy of Wanyan Heda's disappointment.
When Wanyan Heda was in office in Linhuang Mansion, he was dragged away by a group of defeated soldiers and fled to Mongolia. Those defeated soldiers had the same idea.
How can millions of ordinary people in the world see so much glory and wealth? They just want to live a peaceful life!
He sent his army to kill this one, which was originally a chance. However, the huge Jin Kingdom was occupied by a group of thieves who started from Hebei Province. After finally rebuilding the Kaifeng court and controlling half of the country, they were forced into trouble by this group of thieves.
The level of luck…
Forget it, the Great Jin Kingdom has fallen to this point, and it is normal to have no luck.
The situation in Kaifeng City is probably the same. Just as the soldiers hope that the commander will die, when there is really no hope, there may be people in Kaifeng City who hope that the Emperor of Jin will die.
Since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, countless internal strife, betrayals, betrayals, and massacres have been staged repeatedly; some generals have been abandoned, some ministers have been abandoned, and some emperors have been abandoned. Under the bright appearance, the chaos never stops, which has brought about
The plummeting ability of governance triggered fierce conflicts between the Jurchens and various ethnic groups and ministries in the country. This situation continued until the end, and this is the result.
The weakness of the Kaifeng court was exposed after a strategic fraud, and the Jurchens' regime would eventually be abandoned.
It's a pity that all the busy work was in vain and I couldn't live up to the entrustment of Mr. Tushan.
Wanyan Heda gave a wry smile. He grabbed the scabbard at his waist and pulled out the gleaming straight knife.
In the dark sky, the last burst of thunder rolled past.
