Chapter 432 Returning to the horse and heading straight to Shangjing Mansion
The burning torches illuminated the valley outside Yizhou Prefecture like daylight. When both sides paid their dues and retreated, the soldiers who had been fighting for a day retreated as if they had been separated from the world.
From the Jurchens' point of view, they did the right thing. They let the Khitan soldiers and horses consume the Song Dynasty's military power, and then the Jurchens finally decided the victory. Although today's battle was fierce, the Jurchens did not suffer much loss in defeating Meng'an.
Those who died were all Khitan or miscellaneous vassal soldiers.
From the surface, there is nothing wrong with this and it is a completely feasible tactic. However, from the perspective of the Song army, this young Song army has received unprecedented training from the Khitan vassal army. The Jurchen camp
The laughter was still wanton and wild, and it seemed that it did not touch them at all. All the Jurchen Tatars believed that as long as people like themselves took action, the southerners would not be able to resist them.
In the coach's tent, Wanyan Zongwang was at the top, and Xiyin stood in the middle, with a harsh tone: "Everyone has seen this time, the southerners are not as easy to fight as we thought. In a small military camp, they can
We have to send out the main force to protect, let alone the prefectures and towns on the ground in Youyan. I really don’t know how difficult the future battles will be. The Song people have made it clear that they want to compete with us. There are countless military villages like Youyan.
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Zong Wang, who lost the restraint of Aguda, was no longer so good-tempered. He snorted coldly: "Xi Yin, don't destroy the majesty of our Jurchens. Although we suffered heavy casualties, the Song people opposite us died even more.
.Besides, they are just some Khitan barbarians, they can be captured after they die. The Liao Kingdom is so big, there is no end to the slave population."
Wanyan Xiyin was at a loss for words for a moment. His mind was racing and he thought about all the curse words he could think of. Ever since the old emperor divided his troops to attack Juyong Pass, Zong Wang had taken him more and more seriously.
Sometimes he envied Zong Han, who he grew up with. He didn't have to worry about being on the North Road because he was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army.
Wanyan Xiyin was different from the ordinary Jurchen Tatar nobles. This outlier was a scholar. He even combined Chinese characters and Khitan characters, and in just over a year, he invented the big Jurchen characters.
Looking at the arrogant compatriots in the tent, Wanyan Xiyin shook his head
At this time, Yang Lin, who was on the side of the Song Army, took off his armor and returned to the military camp. Wu Jie and others here had already packed up the bodies of their brothers who died in the battle.
There were broken sawdust and blood everywhere, and the fishy smell made his eyes hurt. He rubbed his eyes and directed his soldiers and horses to enter the stronghold. Yang Lin squatted down on a wooden stake.
Brutal is the most appropriate way to describe today's bloody battle. The Song and Jin Dynasties fought for their lives in the first collision, and fought until dark before retreating. There was no temptation at all. This bloody beginning foreshadowed the future of the war.
It is cruel and reminds everyone of what kind of battlefield this is.
Two young generals in the distance helped each other over, but when they came closer, they were stopped by Lu Qian. The two quickly reported their homes, and then Lu Qian brought them over and said with some respect in his tone: "Young Zai, this is the army.
Wu Jie is the general in command of the village guard and the infantry camp."
Yang Lin weakly raised his head. The two men were covered in blood and no longer looked like human beings. He pointed to the man next to him and said, "Sit down and talk."
"In front of Shaozai, the last general is standing."
"Sit, sit, sit down, don't do this. I fell down from exhaustion after commanding for a day, and I didn't end up fighting in person. You guys have been guarding here for three days, and I heard that there were only a hundred or ten people left. You have the guts, and you are a man.
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The two brothers looked at each other and seemed to be greatly relieved. They wiped the wooden pillar with their sleeves with a smile and sat next to Yang Lin.
"When the sea is flowing, a hero will show his true colors. In our battle with the Kingdom of Jin, many people will die. But there will also be countless heroes who will emerge at the right moment. I hope you can remember today's battle. Who said it couldn't be you?"
The beginning of becoming famous all over the world.”
The two young generals guarded the military stronghold for three days. These three days were too important for the soldiers of Yizhou Prefecture.
Yang Lin also liked them very much, and immediately asked Lu Qian to record some of his resume and achievements, in order to prepare them for promotion. Wu Jie was overjoyed, but did not show it on his face——
In Yunzhou Prefecture, when Yao Pingzhong led his army to pursue Yuzhou, news came from the front line that Aguda was beating up Jurchen elite soldiers and gave up on capturing Yelu Yanxi, and instead went to attack Youyan.
Halfway through the journey, Yao Pingzhong lowered his head and looked carefully at the empty Jurchen camp. It was here that they gathered the soldiers. Then with an order, thousands of troops went straight to the east to the border between Yunnei and Youyan, the Song Dynasty.
"General Yao, judging from the traces of rain erosion, they have been setting off for a long time."
Yao Pingzhong's face was very calm. Although he was in a state of confusion, as the commander-in-chief of this army, he still couldn't do it.
"I lost all the baggage and heavy things. I wonder if you can catch up." Yang Jie, the nephew of the Yang family of the Xijun family asked.
Yao Pingzhong refused flatly and said: "You have lost all the baggage, why should you catch up and let the Jurchens kill you?" Suddenly, his eyes lit up and said: "Let's go to the Shangjing Mansion area to help the Khitans. Help them retake Shangjing, on this Great Wall
In addition, the Jurchens' elite soldiers came out in full force, and their nest was empty."
Yao Pingzhong thought to himself that he had made a big mistake. If his mentor hadn't been keen and discovered the Jin people's intentions, Yizhou and other places would have been in great danger.
At this time, I thought that if my army and horses chased them, they would probably have already beaten them. And when the Jurchens were using their full strength, to go to their rear to say goodbye would be a shame for the Jurchen soldiers who came out in full force.
Without any hesitation, once Yao Pingzhong made up his mind, he rode on his horse and said: "Stop marching eastward. The army stopped. The front army became the rear army, and the rear army became the front army. Let's go up to the capital and fight."
As soon as he said this, some of the young generals of the Western Army around him were extremely surprised. If they left You Yan alone, why would they still use the strategy of surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao? This little captain was too courageous. What if You Yan
If something goes wrong, who can bear the burden?
At this time, a soldier from a distance ran over and gasped: "General, the Jurchens did go to Youyan Yizhou Mansion, and had a bloody battle with Shaozai on the outskirts of Yizhou a few days ago."
Yao Pingzhong sighed, and decided to continue his conspiracy and lead his troops to rush to Shangjing Mansion. Once his troops arrived on Youyan, the effect they could have was limited, but if they really fought back to the Khitan's homeland and provoked
The Khitan people in the rear made trouble and rebelled, which was the most fatal blow to the Jurchens in the land of Youyan.
Of course, the premise of all this is that Youyan's Song army can block the Jurchens' two-pronged attack and survive for as long as possible.