Chapter six hundred and fiftieth chapters smoke everywhere
How could the Jurchen soldiers who swept across the Liao Dynasty and looked down upon them not have a trace of arrogance?
Especially today's generation of Jurchens, whose achievements are achieved with one knife and one shot by themselves, there are few masters who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
When Wanyan Zonghan ordered the retreat, he admitted his failure and surrendered to the Southern Barbarians. Several unconvinced Jurchen generals, with their troops and horses, defied the order brazenly.
These people were all wiped out by Han Shizhong without any suspense, leaving corpses everywhere, telling the story of this rare fierce battle. If Yelu Dashi was here, he would be glad that he held back and did not advance eastward.
The strength of both the Song and Jin Dynasties was fully exposed in this battle. Whoever wins the battle that has just begun will be the strongest fighting force in the world in the next few decades.
The situation in Youyan today is set, and it cannot be reversed by some random person or thing.
Under the general trend, if an individual is forced to go against the trend, he will be shattered to pieces.
The remaining Jurchen Tatars are by no means unyielding and ferocious, and in the end they are nothing more than fertilizer for the fertile soil of Youyan.
The entire Youyan is like a prairie fire, with wars everywhere. The Jurchen Tatars like to open up the front line and capture the babies everywhere, leaving them scattered everywhere.
Zong Han's main force fled to Jingzhou, but was stopped by the Song army in Pinglu area.
There was a fierce battle between the two sides, and Zong Han lost another thousand troops. The majestic Daikin vanguard, Bo Jilie Wanyan Zonghan, looked back and saw that there were only a mere ten thousand troops around him.
A desolate and unhappy mood filled the entire Jurchen army. Everyone was holding back their breath and prepared to ask where the reinforcements were.
Although he fought desperately, he might not have lost to those Song people. Why, when the enemy's reinforcements kept arriving, he didn't even see any of his own people.
Zong Han looked at the Song army under Jingzhou City, and his heart suddenly became more uneasy. This unspeakable emotion made him irritable.
Soon, Han Shizhong's men caught up and Jingzhou City was surrounded.
At this time, someone finally rushed in from the north gate and came to the tower. The Tatars, covered in blood, knelt down and shouted: "Zong Hanbo is extremely violent, Longshan is lost! She Yema is dead! Gao Qingyi is also dead.
Got it!"
These three short sentences made Zong Han tremble all over, and his eyes almost burst into flames. He reached forward, picked up a strong Jurchen man, and asked with spittle flying: "Longshan is such a dangerous place.
I left tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, how did I lose them?"
"Song... The Song people reached the foot of the mountain and killed many people with explosives. Most of the murderers were out searching for food and raw materials. The Song people succeeded in the sneak attack, and the raw materials imprisoned in Hongjiazhai rebelled.
They attacked from two sides and captured Hongjiazhai. As soon as the stronghold was lost, reinforcements from the Song Army came from the Great Wall."
Zong Han's eyes darkened. He now understood that this was completely a trap.
The people of Song Dynasty set up a trap and waited for him to escape, in order to eat the Jurchen pioneers they led.
Now that we are surrounded in Jingzhou, the reinforcements we have been waiting for have completely come to nothing. It is only because we are too arrogant...
Zong Han breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head, and prepared to deploy the defense, hoping that when the follow-up army arrived, he would be rescued.
It seems that this is the only way to survive...
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In front of Tianjin Port, Yang Lin, who had been wandering for a month, finally arrived successfully.
In the current war, choosing the sea route is a sign of absolute trust in the generals under your command.
After the ship docked, a deck was erected, and Yang Lin, surrounded by a group of guards, stepped off the ship.
The person who came to greet him was Liu Zhiyuan, the county magistrate of Tianjin Wei. He straightened his green official robe, held up his hat, and stepped forward with a generous roll of his sleeves.
In order to meet "neither humble nor arrogant", he had been rehearsing at home for seven or eight days. It can be said that it was completely natural and there was no trace of performance.
Magistrate Liu was very satisfied, with a slight smile on his face, neither flattering nor arrogant. This was all carefully prepared. Who is Yang Shaozai? Meeting him now is an excellent opportunity. You must seize it and leave a lasting impression.
A good impression is better than ten years of hard work.
Before he had time to greet him, a person had already rushed to him. If he looked carefully, it was Yang Shaozai.
Yang Lin grabbed his official uniform and asked in a face-to-face manner: "How was Han Shizhong's battle? How many cities were lost? How strong was the Jurchen army? How was the battle situation? Is the Great Wall still in hand? You speak, you do speak.
Are you mute?"
Magistrate Liu was asked a series of questions, which made his mind feel like mush, and he was stammering and speechless.
At this time, a young official came out from behind him: "Back to Shaozai, Han Shuai defeated Wanyan Zonghan in Tanzhou, wiping out no less than 30,000 enemies, and then forced Wanyan Zonghan to defeat Jingzhou. He was already defeated by me.
The soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty are surrounded. The entire Youyan, except Commander Wu from Yizhou, the rest of the troops have rushed to the front line, and the Longshan area has been recovered. The Great Wall is in my hands. As long as I hold the Great Wall area, Zong Han will definitely die this time!"
Only then did Yang Lin let go of Liu Zhiyuan. His long-suspicious heart finally relaxed, and he laughed and cursed: "Po Han Wu is always fond of taking risks. This time he almost cost me half my life."
The officials accompanying the ship celebrated one after another. Yang Lin pointed at the junior official and asked, "What's your name?"
"Xiaoguan Tianjin County Lieutenant Lu Deng."
Liu Zhiyuan, who had carefully prepared, had been pushed out of the crowd. Instead, the third-in-command, Lieutenant Lu County, became a popular figure around the young master. Yang Lin smiled and said: "This Lu Deng has extraordinary knowledge. Although he is a county lieutenant, he is very concerned about military affairs."
, improve your conversation and think clearly, you might as well improve it.”
People around him looked at Lu Deng with envy. It can be said that he has been on a meteoric rise since then.
Yang Lin was not in a hurry to go to the front line to encircle and suppress Yan Zonghan. At this time, Jingzhou did not need him to command, and he himself did not need this military merit. Instead, he wanted to coordinate the overall situation of Youyan further away and deploy the troops from various places.
Fight collaboratively.
"Send the order, Wu Lin will lead his troops to assemble in Yanzhou. Lu Deng, you also come with me to Yanzhou."
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In the desert west grassland, after the war, there were corpses everywhere.
A strong wind blows, and the smell of fishy smell is strong on the grassland. The horses scratch their hooves uneasily to eat grass.
Yang Keshi, who was so complacent and thought he could defeat the so-called Mongolian coalition with one blow, was hit hard.
The Mongolian tribes gathered by Hebule greatly increased their strength after receiving weapons from the Jin Kingdom.
The Kerei people, who were originally one of the best fighters in the grassland, have experienced a sharp decline in their fighting power after becoming rich in recent years. Their people only know how to herd sheep in exchange for wine, grain, and iron pots from the Song people.
Enjoying a life without worries about food and clothing in a tent has killed many men's fighting spirit. If they are not fighting, are they still Kled people?
After the northwest troops came out of Shuozhou, the Kelei people were defeated. Hebule took advantage of the situation to pursue them. On the Baidaosan grassland, they met the northwest troops led by Yang Keshi on a narrow road.
The Mongols wielding scimitars defeated the powerful Song army after a bloody battle.
Yang Keshi had to retreat thirty miles to avoid its sharp edge.
Yang Keshi was bent on revenge, but after Hebule led the Mongols to a great victory, he gained the attention of Wanyan Loushi.
He sent people to invite Hebul to attack Yunnei together, and promised that after victory, he would let the Mongols plunder for a month, and Hebul gladly agreed.
After Yang Keshi heard about it, he gathered his troops and horses, reorganized his troops, and rushed to Yunnei to aid Yao Pingzhong.
The Mongolian army gathered towards Yunnei, and Wanyanlou's room was on the top of the mountain, overlooking the once-broken Sanggan River.
The black dots on the riverside gathered into a long row, and they were countless marching troops.
This land, which has just experienced wars, floods, and plagues, will usher in another war.