Chapter four hundred and twentieth the general returns from the wolf smoke
The successful opening up of the Western Region was originally expected by Yang Lin, but he was still somewhat excited.
The Nakara Khan Dynasty had a unique geographical location, connecting China and the West. When it was at its most powerful, it was once considered to be on par with the Central Plains Dynasty and leading the world.
It is precisely because of their endless wealth that they quickly became corrupted and became riddled with holes inside, making them vulnerable to a single blow.
As soon as Xu Zhihui's memorial was handed over, Yang Lin was ready to leave Mizhou. Even to avoid suspicion, he could not stay in Mizhou at this time.
After all, these two eunuchs were about to die in Mizhou. If he were here, he would inevitably be criticized. Yang Lin had already made up his mind not to give in or compromise this time. Wherever could the old dog Liang Shicheng reach his paws?
Just chop it up for him.
After leaving Bianliang, in the border areas of east, west, north and south, the name of Liang Yinxiang is not as useful as that of Yang Shaozai.
On the outskirts of Banqiao Town, the officials of Michigan Port raised their hands to say goodbye. As they were reluctant to leave, nearly a thousand soldiers from the Long Live Battalion surrounded Yang Lin and walked to the harbor, flags and flags fluttering all the way.
Yang Lin was very low-key when he came, but when he left, he wanted everyone to know that I had left early. No matter what disturbance occurred in the Port of Michigan, it was just the people's resentment and it had nothing to do with me.
The officials at the Port of Michigan all had a hint of excitement in their eyes. If Yang Lin had not made this trip, but had given them the order in Bianliang, they might have done it, but they would definitely not be as at ease as they are now.
Yang Lin is the Dinghai Shenzhen of their group. Since ancient times, it has been common for locals to defy the imperial court. Why? There are such powerful figures who can represent the interests of one party and have enough protective power.
Michigan is so prosperous now. From the officials to the people, no one will benefit. If anyone reaches out and wants to cut off everyone's financial path, it would be strange if they don't fight with you.
After the big ship set off, it headed straight for Tianjin Port, but Yang Lin didn't know that, far away from the land of Youyan where he was reminiscing about the past, war was already raging again.
Han Shizhong returned to Youyan. After his meritorious service, he was promoted to the third level and became the governor of the Pinglu Army. He was in charge of all three armies and was in charge of the troops and horses at Youyan border. This is why the court was willing to delegate power like this when the Jurchen troops came to the city. Otherwise,
It is difficult for someone with a military background to achieve this position.
Han Shizhong's return did not arouse the slightest jealousy of Zongze. He even breathed a sigh of relief and felt quite relaxed. Facing the ferocious beasts outside the Great Wall alone, he was more or less nervous. He had no doubts about Han Shizhong's ability to command troops.
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After arriving at Yandi, without stopping for a moment, Han Shizhong led a few personal guards and went straight to the Great Wall.
The Jurchens drove the Liao people to transport supplies continuously, and they had a panoramic view on the Great Wall. Han Shizhong frowned and asked: "How long have the Jurchen Tatars been preparing for war?"
The young general from Beacon Tower replied: "This has been the case since they came here. It has been going on for two months."
"We, the army of the Song Dynasty, have not followed the fashion of the Great Wall and know how to take the initiative. How can we take the old Pingfan? We are confident enough, but we are timid and wait for the enemy to replenish our troops. Send the order, beat the drum to summon the generals, and summon the generals of the three armies.
Zuo, let’s discuss taking the initiative.”
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the border became solemn. The Song Dynasty had been accustomed to guarding Youyan for a long time. It was an unexpected surprise. After it was captured, the whole country rejoiced, and no one thought about taking the initiative to fight north.
After Han Shizhong came back, he changed the border strategy with a few simple words. His tone was to wait for the enemy invaders to attack. It was better to take the initiative while they were still preparing.
The condescending soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty turned from sneak attacks by small groups into large-scale harassment. The elusive Qingqi, like ghosts, specialized in attacking the Jurchen Tatar transport team. They shouted and set fire everywhere, and fought with small groups of enemies when they encountered them.
When encountering a crowd, turn around and run away.
At dusk, the smoke was billowing, and the two groups of Song and Jin were fighting.
A stout and short Tatar leader swung his gun like a whirlwind, knocking down the sharp arrows one by one. The Jurchen army behind him swept across like a prairie fire, the horses' hooves rumbled, and the earth shook. The charging knights came out.
The breathtaking roar was so terrifying that no one would believe it was created by less than a hundred people unless they saw it with their own eyes.
On the Song formation, the cavalry were in front, like a flood coming out of a gate. The light-armored cavalry fired a hail of arrows, each fired three arrows and then rode aside slowly. The heavy-armored cavalry then jumped out and merged with the iron current of the Tatars.
People were on their backs, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere. From time to time, people were picked off, chopped down, and stabbed. In the battlefield of flesh and blood, everyone was desperately trying to extinguish this life. Just now, those who were risking their lives to slaughter others may be now.
A pile of meat paste under the horse's hooves.
Although the Tatars were brave, they could not resist the well-prepared Song people. They took advantage of the ambush and had an absolute numerical advantage, and slowly completed the encirclement and strangulation.
The gunpowder smoke has not yet cleared, and the smell of blood is still clearly audible. An armored general wearing a light cyan cloak is seen, calmly reining in his horse and standing in the army, watching his men clean up the battlefield. This man is Han Shizhong, beside him,
Zongze took a breath of air and said bitterly: "Nearly a thousand people ambushed and attacked a hundred people, and so many soldiers were killed and wounded, alas!"
Han Shizhong opened his eyes and said nonchalantly: "That's not bad. Three hundred of my brothers were killed in the Gubei Pavilion the day before yesterday, but the Tatar Muke was not killed."
The Jurchen soldiers and horses can only defeat a hundred people at a time. This Song army was established not long ago, and encountering them in the field is really a life and death experience.
Only in this kind of battle can we hone a strong army to cope with the war that everyone knows will break out in the autumn. If we blindly pursue temporary comfort, when the time comes to fight, the disparity in combat power between the enemy and ourselves will be
It's despairing.
Zongze also knew that what he said made sense. When he took charge of the overall situation, he was indeed a little conservative. He only thought about running the Great Wall and stabilizing the defense, and did not have the long-term thinking of the old Western Army.
He looked at the wounded soldiers supporting each other and said: "The fourth wave of relief troops from the Mizhou Shipping Department has arrived at Tianjin Port. During the time you are leaving, they will transport some items every half month to labor the troops, such as rice, noodles, and meat.
Vegetables, fruits and vegetables, fish eggs, mung beans to prevent heatstroke, pills and ointments for plague symptoms, diarrhea and stomachache, and golden sore medicine for wounds caused by swords and arrows. After the hard battle, the soldiers finally felt some comfort."
Han Shizhong finally showed a smile and turned around and said: "With Yang Shaozai, fighting is much more comfortable. When we were in the northwest, hehe, it's okay not to say anything!"
Although Zongze had never been in the Western Army, he had heard about it. The Western Army had been at odds with the Xia thieves all year round. The battles had lasted for hundreds of years, but they were often owed military pay.
After I ascended the throne, even for three consecutive years, not a single grain of rice was allocated to the northwest. It is no wonder that these proud and powerful generals from Qinlong often lack respect for the imperial court and inadvertently say some treacherous and stupid things.
The sky was getting darker and darker. Han Shizhong waved his hand and ordered: "Burn the corpses of the Tatars and withdraw the troops back to camp!"