Four hundred and thirtieth chapters, the hero mentions the dreamer
In Yizhou City, Yang Lin looked at the rising smoke from the Jurchen camp in the distance, feeling uncertain in his heart.
At this point in the situation, Yang Lin wanted to send his troops south and kill all the thieves, but this was obviously not possible. If he was angry and willful and killed each other, let the Hebei Jin soldiers make a fuss and let Cai You suffer.
The bitter fruit is the traitorous behavior. In this way, the Central Plains will be completely in chaos, and the north of the Yellow River may fall under the Jurchen's iron heel early. Even if we want to settle accounts, we have to wait until after this battle is fought.
In the temples of the Song Dynasty, everything had to be compromised by the party struggle. If Yang Lin was like them, I am afraid that he would be like the late Ming Dynasty in later generations, and he would regret losing the Han Dynasty for thousands of years. Thinking of this, Yang Lin felt already in his heart
Completely disappointed. Although Cai You is hateful, Cai You is by no means the only culprit. Liang Shicheng and Zhao Ji repeatedly interfered in the border wars and ruined the good situation.
At that time, Wang Fu killed tens of thousands of people in Tubo. These high-ranking officials in the temple did not take it to heart at all. In their eyes, the death of tens of thousands of people was probably not as important as a lantern in Bianliang. If Yang Lin
If you are more proficient in the history of the Song Dynasty, you will know that this was the routine operation in the late Northern Song Dynasty. The sudden collapse of a rich dynasty must have been rotten inside and turned into a puddle of mud.
But if you give it a try, this hard-won good situation will become a big gamble. Under its own planning, the Song Dynasty could have slowly fought a protracted war with the Jurchens in Youyan, using the foundation of the Han Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty.
The prosperity of Song Dynasty gradually wore away this newly rising brutal tribe.
If this script is followed, no matter how capable the Jurchen is, he will only end up as a fleeting meteor in the long history, and his glory will be completely destroyed by the revengeful Khitans in less than a few years.
Now he was forced to fight early, and the outcome was still unknown. How could he not make people sigh with regret? Several young generals stood behind him, looked at each other, and stepped forward together. Wu Lin clasped his fists and said: "Young Master,
The messengers have sent orders to Youyan's various defense lines. Our troops have been gathering since the morning. The Jurchens on the opposite side have noticed it and are also shrinking their troops."
Yang Lin nodded, with a painful look on his face and closed his eyes deeply, but when he looked back he smiled slightly: "The world is so stormy that our generation has been so powerful. We are lucky enough to catch up with Youyan this time. We have a great chance of winning.
, you all have to cheer up, if you fight well, let’s leave a name in history together. In the next hundred years, or even a thousand years, people will continue to talk about this war."
Wu Jie secretly felt distressed in his heart. On the surface, Shaozai was smiling. When he said, "I'm lucky to have caught up with you," he gritted his teeth and the sound was clearly forced out of his throat.
At the beginning of the alliance, Shaozai's grand strategic layout can be said to be the handiwork of a national scholar in Youyan, and it almost succeeded in solving the border troubles for a long time in the future. After all, the Jurchens were defeated, and the Khitan was vassalized to the Song Dynasty, so the border will be
Usher in unprecedented peace.
such a pity!
Yang Lin turned his head and continued to face the mountains, rivers and dense forests outside Yizhou City. His eyebrows flew into his temples and his eyelids drooped. He clenched his fists and said secretly in his heart: A bunch of rotten dogs, wait until I have my hands free——
"What? Gather for a decisive battle?"
Han Shizhong's voice almost deafened the ears of the soldiers who came to deliver the order.
"Han Shuai, this is Shao Zai's order, it's true."
Han Shizhong snorted coldly and said: "Come here, drag this spy out and kill him. Young Zaiying is famous for his martial arts, and he is half a point stronger than me, Old Han. I am not going crazy in the decisive battle at this time. I can fall for your rotten trick."
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The soldiers who had been on the border for a long time knew about Han Shizhong's generous temper. They were afraid that he would really kill him, so they quickly said loudly: "Han Shuai, the Jurchens have divided their troops and gone south. They have already reached the hinterland of Hebei. The 200,000 forbidden troops from Beijing have stopped at Daming Mansion.
, Shaozai is being forced to fight."
Some soldiers had already come up to capture the messenger and behead him. After hearing these words, Han Shizhong quickly waved his hand and stood up from his chair.
"The roads in Hebei are difficult to travel, and the population is sparsely populated. There are military forts built all over the place to defend against the Khitan. If we take a little precaution, it will be impregnable. Defending Hebei is a hundred times easier than ours guarding Youyan. It is still dozens of times easier. Two
The one hundred thousand imperial army plus the original soldiers and horses from Hebei, there must be three hundred thousand, right? It’s only been a few days since they were beaten into the hinterland of Hebei?"
The messenger broke out in a sweat and said quickly: "Han Shuai, this is the order from the young master himself. Han Shuai can send people to verify it."
Many generals in the tent looked unwilling to fight decisively. The Tanzhou defense system run by Han Shizhong was by no means an isolated military camp for the Jurchen Tatars to attack. In fact, they could support each other.
Therefore, if one is attacked, the other will support them. Moreover, the defenders are a well-trained and capable force capable of fighting tough battles. With the level of the Jurchen Tatars in attacking fortresses, there is no hope of opening the defense line here.
Not to mention the small lines of defense echoing each other, the three large lines of defense of Yizhou Yang Lin, Juyongguan Zongze, and Tanzhou Han Shizhong also echoed each other and relied on the strength of a corner. As long as the stalemate continues, the Jurchens will be defeated sooner or later.
It's really a bit unwilling to have to fight decisively at this time.
But now, the Jurchens have reached the hinterland of Hebei, and only a decisive battle can force them back. Only if the decisive battle is won, the Jurchens will be defeated and flee to the north of the Great Wall. If the Jurchens who go south do not come back to help in the battle, they will become turtles in the urn. In this situation,
The Jurchens who go south will most likely come back to Youyan in Malaya to fight the decisive battle they dream of.
Han Shizhong chuckled and curled his lips and said: "You send a message for me. Shaozai needs to gather his troops, and Wanyan Zongwang also needs to gather his troops. Instead of waiting for everyone to gather for a decisive battle, why don't we take the lead now and launch an early attack?"
Attack. Wanyan Zonghan's troops will ensure that none of them will cross Tanzhou's defense line. I will squeeze out another 30 to 50,000 people and send Huyantong to help Shaozai. Zongze can barely hold on to Juyongguan and let him
Gathering troops would simply cost him his life.
It’s not that I, Han Shizhong, didn’t work hard for Shao Zai, but in fact, I was too impulsive to put all my money into a big gamble. If this damn thing loses, it will be all over. It was Shao Zai who helped me quit the bet, and Han Shizhong will have the courage to help him this time.
Just quit."
When the generals heard this, they all nodded. Han Shizhong refused to gather all his troops for a decisive battle, which was exactly what they wanted. Yang Lin was stimulated by the battle report and was thinking about how to bring back the group of jackals from the south and save Hebei Canglan.
People. In Han Shizhong's opinion, this is impulse. The soldiers and civilians of Hebei are human beings, and these soldiers in Youyan are also human beings. Under Han Shizhong's sloppy and unruly appearance, he is a pure military general. His perspective on the battle situation is naturally different from Yang Lin's.
The Jurchens went south to kill people and set fire, so what? The main force of the Jurchens is in Youyan, and the focus of the battle should always be Youyan. The number of Jurchen soldiers and horses is not large, no matter how powerful they are, can they still hit Bianliang? As long as
If Yang Lin attacks and defeats Wanyan Zongwang, who lacks the troops that went south, then the situation will be even more favorable. To say the least, even if they lose a small decisive battle of this scale, Youyan's situation will not be ruined.
The messenger said in astonishment: "This is an order from the young master himself, Commander Han."
Han Shizhong stepped forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and said with a smile: "When you go back, just tell Shaozai that I, Han Shizhong, am not an ungrateful villain. If you want to kill or cut into pieces after the war, just follow Shaozai. But a war is a war,
If you really can't look forward and backward to act on your own initiative, just tell Han Wu to say a word to him: kindness does not lead to troops!"
The messengers walked out of the tent in confusion, mounted their fast horses and galloped back to Yizhou. This was a major event related to the war situation.
In the big tent, all the generals surrounded Han Shizhong and started making noises.
Han Shizhong looked gloomy, shouted angrily, and then became quiet.
"Han Shuai, don't kill him"
Han Shizhong's eyes flashed and he sneered: "After what happened, the young master realized that every word of Han Wu's words was made of gold."