In the summer of the second year of Xuanhe, the Jin soldiers went south, pretended to attack Youyan, and attacked Yuzhou.
The Song Dynasty court, headed by Yang Lin, suspected that this was a ploy to lure the enemy, so it ordered the Youyan generals to stay stationed and not to attack.
Zongze, the general manager of the North Road, concluded based on the intelligence that the Jin soldiers were intent on Khitan, and decisively sent troops to stop the attack.
Outside Juyong Pass, the wind roared and horses neighed, and there were soldiers and horses galloping everywhere. Zongze was in the central army, and he followed the troops with his horses, not falling behind. In the past few years, he had been recruiting and training soldiers and horses in Hejian Prefecture, and he himself often accompanied them
practice.
Zongze's soldiers and horses were not the best equipped in the Song Dynasty, nor were they the most experienced, but they were the most energetic and daring soldiers.
What kind of generals and what kind of soldiers, Zongze's bravery, determination and perseverance are all deeply imprinted in the army he personally recruited and trained.
A horseman galloped closer, and upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Chen Que, the commander-in-chief, who said on the horse: "General manager, the Jurchens are very popular. Should you send someone to investigate first and then pursue them, so as not to lose the troops and generals?"
Zongze turned his head and said: "Chase and attack him!"
With these four words sonorous and powerful, Chen Que cupped his fists and walked away, returning to his formation.
Zongze had a clear mind in his mind. From the time when the Jurchens raised their troops to the present, they rarely suffered losses and were known as invincible in field battles.
It is impossible for them to have this habit of being wary of the pursuers behind them. According to the arrogant and arrogant temperament of the Jurchens nowadays, they are eager for someone to pursue them.
Especially in Youyan, they all dreamed that the Song people would walk out of the endless fortifications and forts one after another and fight with them head-on.
As soon as he closed his eyes, the mountains, rivers and cities of Yuzhou were all in front of him. In a moment, Zongze opened his eyes and said in a serious voice: "When the enemy marches, they must plunder places, raise military supplies, and keep the prisoners alive. They will not return until night. Send the order,
Chen Que led his 3,000 elite cavalry to ambush the west side of Gongshan. Kong Yanwei led his 2,000 cavalry to ambush the east side of Qiaoshan. The rest followed me to pursue the Jurchen rear army."
The army then divided up and pursued them with all their might, and did not set up camp until night to rest and recuperate.
It only took two days. On the second night, Zongze's main force had already caught up with the Jurchen rear army. The Tatars looked back in shock, only to find that there were pursuers behind them.
As Zongze expected, the Jurchens were so confident that they were unprepared. With a wave of their flag, the Song army took advantage of the situation to cover them up and kill them.
The Jurchen warriors did not panic at all. Although they had not completed their formation, they were like a group of ferocious beasts, about to face the pursuers with a terrifying and crazy ferocity.
The flames soaring into the sky illuminated part of the battlefield, and the sound of countless arrowheads hitting the sideboards was heard. Even the body of the armored soldier could not help but tremble, as if he would collapse to the ground in the next moment. Zongze was in the middle army,
The night concealed the ferocity of the Jurchens, narrowing the gap between the two sides.
More Jurchen archers in the enemy camp surged up, throwing more arrows with all their strength. In the rain of arrows, the Song army was still able to maintain the array, and its progress was uninterrupted. This is what Zongze has been practicing day and night for several years.
As a result, formation has become deeply rooted in people's hearts and has become a kind of inertia. In layman's terms, this means sweating more in peacetime and bleeding less in war.
The Jurchen army and horses were indeed the strongest force in this era that defeated the Liao Empire in lightning speed. After rapid adjustment, the rear army became the front army and did not defend the camp. Although there were no one knowing how many pursuers there were in the night, there was no trace of them.
He was afraid and wanted to rush out.
Both sides were determined to advance and retreat. In the small area at the entrance of the camp, fire was raging. The two sides didn't even care about the smoke and dust. They opened their eyes forcibly, tears streaming down their faces, and even if they squinted, they stepped forward to fight.
The hundreds of people in the lead were facing each other in a life-and-death struggle. After a burst of arrows, a general in the Song army's formation was heard shouting: "Kill the Jurchen Tatars to death!"
In the Jurchen camp, all kinds of Jurchens kept using vulgar words, yelling and scolding, and roaring like animals.
The cavalry coming from the Song Army, but the Jurchens were dozens of armored warriors. They mustered up their courage, brandished their giant axes and swords, and rushed towards them. The charging cavalry collided with the Jurchen armored warriors who were pouring out in an endless stream. The two sides faced each other fiercely.
They refused to evade or give in. If you give me an ax, I will give you a hammer in return. The screams, the sound of clashing weapons, and the shouts and curses were mixed together, and the whole land fell into a fierce and frantic fight.
Among the rear troops, Zongze stared, even though he was uncomfortable with the smoke, he refused to close his eyes.
Beside him, Quan Bangyan, who had made great achievements in the Youyan War and was promoted to the deputy general manager of Beidao, also stared at the battlefield and said sternly: "Today's matter, there must be dead soldiers, and we must charge in the formation."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man behind him suddenly pulled the reins and came out with a broad face, thick eyebrows and round eyes, and a tall figure.
"Hejian Zhang???, died in the battle today!"
It is extremely unlucky to say that you will die before fighting, but at this moment, you have soaring pride. The generals behind you were infected by him, and many of them came out one after another.
"Wang Xuan of Rongcheng died in the battle today!"
"Qu Yang Ding Jin died in the battle today!"
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This rear army was a strong force under Wanyan Zongwang. Since the war started, the strength of his army has also increased. There are about 2,000 Jurchen Tatars and tens of thousands of miscellaneous vassal soldiers.
It was difficult for the Jurchen soldiers to gather together because they were accustomed to dividing their troops and looting. This was one of the reasons for Zongze's pursuit.
In the vast world, the Jurchen Tatars were torn apart, divided into several teams, and spread out to burn, kill and plunder.
This encounter was extremely cruel. Zhang??, who was the first to go out, actually had a high military rank. He took the lead and led hundreds of death warriors to break through the broken Jurchen camp gate.
A feather arrow came through the air, hit Zhang ??'s face accurately, and penetrated deeply into his eye socket. Before Zhang ?? arrived, he fell off his horse, the long knife in his hand trembled forward slightly, and worked hard to the west.
Lift it away.
"pity..."
After murmuring, Zhang was trampled by the hoofs of other daredevils of the Song army behind him, vomiting blood and died.
The cavalry charged into the formation and collided, making a horrifying sound. The fire spread from the entrance of the camp, setting half of the Jurchen camp on fire. The roaring wind fanned the fire, and the smoke and fire made the scene even more tragic.
The Jurchens were also red-eyed. They followed Aguda like a whirlwind and defeated the arrogant Daliao. Although there were some casualties during the battle, each battle was quite minor, and the enemy's damage was ten times and a hundred times higher.
Jurchen casualties.
Tonight's battle overturned their view of the Song people. Hundreds of Jurchen athletes were killed in a single confrontation. This had never happened before since the army was launched!
At the gate of the camp, both sides refused to give up an inch of ground and moved forward with all their strength. The sword shield hand of the Song Army, whose shield was broken, even took the initiative to collide with the blade with his body, so that the brothers around him who cooperated tacitly could make up for it.
"How can Yunzhou be defended if such a powerful enemy can be defeated without firing a single arrow?" Zongze is still as determined as iron to this day.
Under the shining light of the fire, the death warriors rushed into the formation and were about to hit a gap.
The sound of horns suddenly sounded in the Jurchen camp. The sound was like a ghost howling.