When the chefs were wielding knives to kill people, the momentum of this army was shown, but this was just a yellow dog beating a rabbit. If Huang Shimi's army had the fierce momentum of the Qingtang and Xixia people,
Even if Yun Zheng was killed, he would not make such a crazy decision.
In the Song Dynasty, there seems to be a strict distinction between the combat power of the country and the region. The further north you go, the more powerful the national combat power is, and the further south you go, the weaker the national combat power there is.
This is probably related to the difficulty of food sources. The north is cold and barren. If you want to eat enough, you need to constantly fight against the sky, the earth, and the harsh natural environment. When people suffer to a certain extent, life is
It doesn't matter anymore, but the bravery in the heart of the northerner is destined to cause much greater damage when he fights desperately.
The south is different. The climate here is humid and the food source is abundant. Even eating wild fruits will not kill people. Therefore, they lack the tenacity to fight against the sky. Once the courage of blood and spirit disappears, they will collapse thousands of miles away.
The establishment of political power in Chinese history was basically based on unification from north to south. Very few southern regimes could unify the north, and even if they did, they would not escape the fate of being wiped out by the Beifang regime.
Thinking about this problem, Yun Zheng rode out of the city. Outside the city was already the Shura Field. The killing machine of the army was very efficient at killing people. With one blow, the heads of the Guangyuan soldiers kneeling on the ground fell off.
Maybe they were farmers or mountain people last year. Nong Zhigao taught them how to rob, so they are now bandits. The monkey stabbed to death several people who blocked the road with spears and shouted for mercy.
What he said was also what the Song Dynasty said, but Yun Zheng was not going to forgive them. If he became a robber, he would have the consciousness to be killed.
The horses' hooves were slipping in the bloody ground, and the ground was red for two miles. Peng Jiu and the others didn't kill many people, and Liang Ji's cavalry were the sharp weapons for killing people. The sword was placed across the saddle of the horse.
Run over quickly and a bloody path will open.
Yun Zheng cautiously turned the bend in the mountain. The scene in front of him made Yun Zheng overjoyed. This was not a military camp at all. It should be a huge stockade without walls. No wonder there were only more than 10,000 people assigned to attack the city.
, the remaining people acted as porters or horsemen, and they robbed a lot of things. Some of the people who had been killed by Xiao Lin and the others were actually wearing women's clothes, many of which were made of silk and silk.
There were almost no people alive in the village. There were only mountains of goods, some women who only knew how to cry, and many children. Huang Shimi probably wanted to build a powerful tribe for himself, so he specially robbed women and children.
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When those women saw Yun Zheng coming, they knelt on the roadside and begged the official not to abandon them again...
Yun Zheng stood in the group of women, smiled and comforted them, and asked them to help tidy up the things here. Seeing that it was already noon, he asked the women to start cooking for the children.
"The general will kill all these bandits!" Zhao Yingchun came out again, stood in front of the women and swore with her fists that she had found an opportunity to ride on the butt of Han Niu's horse and had experienced real battles.
The stupid man didn't regard this place as a battlefield at all. As soon as the little girl begged him, he lost his mind...
The people Yun Zheng led were relatively clean, and it didn't take much time. When Peng Jiu came over with the infantry with his sword, he looked like an evil ghost from hell without having to dress up. He opened his mouth stained with blood and pointed at the general.
He smiled, then chased him down the road with smoke and dust billowing. He felt that the war could be ended today.
The women in the south were very capable. They followed Yunzheng back to Wenquan Pass in their carts. However, this place was no longer suitable for people to live in. On the battlefield full of corpses, only crows were busy rising and falling, and wild dogs came out of the mountains in broad daylight.
Come out, hesitating whether to participate in this feast.
Along the re-paved bridge, these women and children walked through the pile of dead people with strength, and none of them cried. It is indeed not suitable to cry in such an environment.
Yun Zheng stood on the city wall, hoping that his army would come back soon. There were only less than 600 people in Wenquan Pass. This was a taboo for military strategists. Peng Jiu, who was the general reserve team, had all gone out. This battle has been going on until now.
There was no plan left. If Su Xun hadn't tried his best to dissuade him, Zhou Tong would have sent out the last 500 crossbowmen to kill the enemy.
Zhao Yingchun did not go with those women, but she liked to pester Yun Zheng very much. She liked a knife in the pile of corpses, so the monkey named Dajin went to get it for her. She liked a knife in the pile of trophies.
Dai Jin went on to get her a pearl. She was the princess in this military camp...
Sitting under the sunset and reading Zhao Shidan's farewell words, Yun Zheng could not feel the slightest sadness, only infinite anger. Zhao Shidan was very angry. He said in the last sentence of the farewell letter: "Give me three thousand iron armors, and I will kill you."
This beast!"
Yunzheng had 10,000 armors. If Zhao Shidan was alive, giving him 3,000 would be nothing, even if Zhao Shidan didn't give it back to himself, there were very few people who dared to fight in the Song Dynasty, especially those who dared to fight as officials.
Yun Zheng closed his eyes and seemed to see Zhao Shidan standing at the top of Kangzhou City with three hundred old and weak people howling angrily. Thousands of Song troops who couldn't fight were stuffed into the tiger's mouth, but those who knew how to fight were carrying
With three hundred remnant soldiers fighting with tens of thousands of others, he was indeed qualified to stand at the top of the city and curse angrily.
"Why did you light up the incense candles when you read my father's letter?" Zhao Yingchun asked Yun Zheng with a beautiful golden stick stuck in his head, while his younger brother was holding a piece of fried cake that had just come out of the pan and was biting it.
"I plan to invite your father over to watch this scene. If your father has more troops in Kangzhou, this scene will happen in Kangzhou. Will your father drink?"
"Drink, my dad likes to drink pear blossom white the most! That's a good wine!"
"There is no Lihuabai in the military camp. Please treat your father to some Baigan. The good wine I made is the wine for real men! No one in the south is worthy of drinking except your father!"
"You can drink it, and you deserve to drink it!"
"Of course! I've always thought so."
Zhao Yingchun drank two glasses of wine with Yun Zheng instead of her father. She was so drunk that she didn't know what was going on. When the women carried her down, her little mouth was still shouting stubbornly that she wanted to drink.
There is nothing to be proud of in getting a little girl drunk. If Zhao Shidan were here, he might be able to drink two more drinks. People who like to fight usually have a good drinking capacity. Xiaolin came back, and there was another person on the horse, riding to the city wall where Yunzheng was drinking.
, threw the man on the horse down, raised his neck and said: "Have a good time, give me the wine!"
Yun Zheng threw the jug down, and Xiaolin drank it all in one breath. He threw the jug away and used his spear to lift the trembling guy lying on the ground. He turned his head to the sky and said to Yun Zheng: "Huang Shimi
!How do you want to deal with it?"
Yun Zheng sadly looked at the white porcelain wine bottle that he had thrown into the bloody water and said, "Your reward will be reduced by 20%!"
"I captured Huang Shimi alive!" Xiaolin shouted immediately. Hua Niang seemed to be pregnant, and he needed money now.
"You soiled my wine flask!" Xiao Lin roared, and Yun Zheng also yelled.
Xiaolin looked at the white porcelain wine flask that had fallen into the blood, and then at Huang Shimi who was dripping with urine and feces. He thought for a moment and said, "This guy is indeed not as valuable as the wine flask!" After saying that, he shook his head and asked his subordinates to find a root.
The rope hung this guy downwind. It stinks.
The attacking team finally came back. Liang Ji, who was covered in scraps of meat and dregs, sat down in front of Yun Zheng and said with a silly smile: "There are no survivors! Kill everyone in sight! Lao Peng was still checking the bodies behind, saying he wanted to repay his merits."
?Killing these things counts as military exploits? I was so busy killing them that I forgot to count them."
Yun Zheng stuffed a handful of fried beans into Liang Ji's big mouth and said with a smile: "We killed 100,000 gangsters, you can retaliate as much as you want!" After saying that, he lay down on the chair and threw it into his mouth.
After eating a bean, my mood waned.
"If you don't have one hundred thousand, you can survive thirty thousand!"
"I said one hundred thousand means one hundred thousand. The Song Dynasty court was shocked three times a day because of these two people. Who would believe it if it was less? Don't forget that we still owe Cao Rong a thousand heads."
Liang Ji simply lay down on the city wall, looked at the stars in the sky and said: "We have killed thirty-two people in the battle, and they were all killed by spear darts who dismounted their horses and broke their necks. You think, if we and the Qingtang Army, or Xixia
What would it be like if the army faced each other?"
Yun Zheng said: "Kill one thousand enemies and lose three thousand to yourself! Especially the way you are fighting today!"
When Peng Jiu returned to the camp, it was completely dark. Although he was almost too tired to walk, he was in a good mood. He only had time to report the results of the battle to Yun Zheng and sent Huang Shimi's brother's head over, saying that he was very tired.
, intending to take a nap, she fell down on the base of the city wall and fell asleep while talking. Most of the sergeants who came back with her were also like this, so Yun Zheng couldn't sleep. She would stand guard for them all night. This is
Things that should be done.
After winning the battle, the military camp was quiet. Yun Zheng was wearing armor and leading a dozen people back and forth in the camp. The women covered the guys with blankets who were leaning at the base of the city wall. Didn't they even return to the camp?
I didn't have the strength, but I just didn't want to let those women and children sleep outside in the rheumatism and dew.
The weather in the south is humid and hot. The people killed in the morning are already emitting a strong stench at night. They must be buried quickly early tomorrow morning. As long as it is delayed for a few days, there will be no ghosts at Hot Spring Pass, let alone sleeping people.
The method is to stay here. Fortunately, Yu Jing will come over tomorrow to supervise the battle in person. The old commander believes that Wu Shengjun's blocking of Huang Shimi's army is the key point related to whether the imperial army can take back Yongzhou, and he wants to set an example.
This is the order sent by the messenger at dusk...
The sound of wolves howling and dogs barking lasted all night. Last night was a full moon night. After eating and drinking, the canines would shout at the moon to ask the moon gods to give them food.
But in the morning, none of Wu Shengjun's people had anything to eat. As the sun rose, the temperature on the ground became higher and higher, and the stench of corpses could be carried dozens of miles away by the wind.
Yu Jing was riding on the back of a donkey and asked the messenger who sent yesterday's message in surprise: "Did they really defeat Huang Shimi?" (To be continued)