Chapter 707: The scenery of killing the chieftain of the dead clan is no longer; the northern border
The sky gradually dimmed, and the military camp outside Sizhou City was still silent. Patrols were patrolling and people were standing guard. However, when the last ray of sunlight disappeared under the horizon and the entire land fell into silence, Fang Qifu's Chinese army tent suddenly When it started to scratch, there were first faint screams and shouts drifting down the wind, and then little fires lit up, which were torches.
Viewed from the top of the city, the movement of those torches looks like a fire dragon.
At this time, Tian Yougong had lost the calmness and grace of the overlord of the party, and was panicked and embarrassed.
Faced with the huge gap in strength, there is no chance left for this overlord in central Guizhou.
After Fang Qifu appeased the Yang family in Bozhou, he led his troops to attack Sizhou City in one go.
Tian's last elite soldiers, only a few thousand strong, were trembling on the top of the city.
Many Jiaozhi soldiers were added to the Wubarian soldiers and horses under the city. Most of them were black, thin, strong, deft and fierce, and were born warriors who would never retreat in a fight to the death.
There is no shortage of such people among various tribes in central Guizhou.
But gathering hundreds of thousands of people is beyond what any tribe can do.
Especially among these hundreds of thousands of people, it is even more rare for them to cooperate tacitly and follow orders and prohibitions.
Fang Qifu was already an invincible general in the southwest. Yang Lin had hit the mark when he said that he would be invincible in this fight.
As long as the strength of the troops at hand is an advantage, and if the strength on paper can crush the opponent, Fang Qifu will never overturn.
The defenders at the top of the city were complaining endlessly. They didn't know why the enemy was fine during the day, but at night they went crazy and attacked the city.
Fortunately, Sizhou, as the Tian family's old base, was built very solidly. The surrounding cities and villages were conquered one by one, but this place remained standing.
Tian Yougong sent people to ask for surrender several times, but they were all rejected by Fang Qifu. This was not the last moment. If they surrendered, it would be difficult to deal with them. Otherwise, the Yang family of Banzhou, who had finally been comforted, would inevitably have doubts, and it was possible that Will rebel.
It is necessary to annihilate all the Tian family and exterminate the emperor of central Guizhou, in order to frighten all the chieftains here, and to ensure smooth transition in the future.
Tian Yougong held his hands on the city wall and yelled at his men for shooting arrows and throwing wood and rolling stones.
"Retreat! The Song Army retreats!"
Cheers resounded through the city tower, and the Song army was slowly retreating. The sword and shield hands held up their shields, guarding against arrows, and covering the soldiers behind as they evacuated from the city.
Many Tian soldiers and horses hugged each other and cried bitterly. They did not expect that such a fierce siege would be repelled by them.
Looks like I can have a good sleep tonight
Only Tian Yougong felt that something was wrong. Song Jun did not show any signs of fatigue just now. On the contrary, his own people on the tower could no longer hold on.
It's strange for these people to retire
Suddenly, his feet tilted and his hat covered his eyes. He felt that the world was spinning and the city wall was shaking.
In an instant, the roar of cannons rang out, and the Dingfeng tribe of the thirty-six Wuman tribes was best at digging holes.
They took advantage of the darkness and the cover of the Song army attacking the city to dig under the city and bury full of explosives.
Fires shot into the sky and thick smoke billowed in. Many Tian's defenders were choked to death.
A large gap was exposed on the city wall of Sizhou, which was more than ten feet long.
After Tian Yougong stood still, he wiped the dust from his face. Under the smoke and fire, only his teeth were still white.
"My Tian family is dead now."
After finishing speaking, Tian Yougong squatted on the tower and could no longer stand up.
When the smoke cleared, a golden drum sounded, and countless soldiers and horses rushed to the city gate.
Fang Qifu didn't look happy at all when he was in the Chinese army formation, his face was as dark as water and he was very calm.
Any celebration without complete victory is a crime.
"Deng Wu, Qingqi surrounded the city gates. Anyone who wants to leave the city tonight will be killed!"
The Tian family managed central Guizhou for five hundred years, devouring a lot of land and bringing more and more people under their rule.
In central Guizhou, he was undoubtedly powerful, but this kind of power was not worth mentioning in the Song Dynasty.
Even the entire territory of Guizhou was the most barren and sparsely populated region in the Song Dynasty.
The transportation here is inconvenient, the roads are blocked, and the economic development is slow.
The only advantage was that the terrain was difficult, and the local soldiers and horses were good at fighting in the mountains. However, the Song army who came to conquer were also the thirty-six Wuman tribes living in the mountains of Dali, and their advantage was gone.
The army entered Sizhou City and soon broke through the city gate, and Tian's troops began to flee in all directions.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the turmoil in the city gradually subsided. The Tian family's mansion occupied most of Sizhou's city and was now surrounded by water.
In a tunnel at the door, fallen leaves were piled up. Suddenly, a black man threw the javelin in his hand. After passing by, he pulled out the gun. There was a fat rat stuck in it, which seemed to be dead.
"Shuai Fang said not even a mouse can be let out, so keep an eye on it!"
On the main road outside the city gate, Fang Qifu led people slowly into the city.
There were soldiers and horses of the Song army on both sides, and the smell of blood in the city was strong. Fang Qifu didn't look sideways, holding the reins of his horses and advancing slowly.
Today is the first day of May in the fourth year of Xuanhe's reign in the Song Dynasty. One month and twenty days have passed since the day when the troops were launched.
The goal of quelling the rebellion in two months has been achieved, and the next step is to rectify central Guizhou.
This can be said to be the center of the chieftain system. The families and tribes that were made chieftains by Yang Shao are spread throughout central Guizhou, with the Tian family being the largest.
The rebellion has been put down, but the bloodshed and killings in the southwest have just begun.
The purpose this time is to change the country and return to justice. The end of the war does not mean the arrival of peace, and the following days will not be easy at all.
Fang Qifu knew that his mission was to turn the slaves who had lived for thousands of years on this vast mountainous land into common people of the Song Dynasty.
Deng Wu rode up, clasped his fists on his horse, and said, "Shuai Fang, Tian Ruduan, Tian Yougong's eldest son, tried to escape last night and was captured."
Liu Chengzhi, who was coming from the front, also clasped his fists and said: "The rest of the Tian family have been captured and are now being held in the Tian Mansion."
Fang Qifu sighed and said: "The Tian family deceived the local people, committed rebellion and massacred prefectures and counties. Their crimes are unpardonable and their clan must be punished!"
"Three days later, a platform was set up to commemorate the brothers who died in the war and the people of Yangzhou who were massacred. The residents of Sizhou gathered to watch Tian's execution."
Fang Qifu's order quickly spread throughout Sizhou, and everyone couldn't believe it.
In the past, the Tian family, who were always aloof and would have their eyes gouged out if they didn't kneel down in time when passing by, or if they dared to look up at them, were actually exterminated sometimes.
In the past hundreds of years, I have only seen them destroy other people's clans, but never seen them being pinned to the ground and beheaded.
Under the rule of the chieftain, this was the case. People were already divided into three, six or nine levels.
No matter how talented ordinary people are, they are just slaves of the Tian family. No matter how humble the Tian family is, they are still the master.
Beautiful-looking women are attracted by them, no matter they are married women or young ones, they cannot escape their murderous hands.
As their car passed by, everyone had to kneel on both sides. If they blocked the road, they would be punished with a whip. If someone in the car was in a bad mood, they would be beaten to death on the spot, but no one would dare to take a look.
The sun was scorching in the sky, and the open space in Sizhou was crowded with people.
Soon, more than 300 members of the Tian family were taken to the execution ground. Mobile version::
The people burst into exclamations. Many people's knees were weak, and some even knelt down.
None of these Tian family members were as cheerful as before, their faces were pale, and their eyes were lifeless.
Their legs were trembling, and some people were simply dragged forward.
The executioners responsible for the execution all had half of their arms bare and held a large knife in their arms.
More than 300 men, women, and children from the Tian family, in groups of ten, were taken in turns to be led to the guillotine, with their buttocks stuck out and their necks stretched out.
Tian Ruduan's arrogant expression no longer existed, and his cold face was filled with fear.
A string of disgusting snot hung under his head, and tears rolled down his face.
With the sound of a gong, the heads of ten direct descendants including Tian Yougong, Tian Ruduan and others fell to the ground.
There was another exclamation from the crowd, which gathered into a huge sound and echoed in Sizhou.
Next, is the second and thirtieth batch.
The onlookers were numb from watching, and suddenly they didn't know who took the lead, and the crowd burst into cheers.
People roared at the top of their lungs, raised their hands, and hugged each other.
At this moment, many people felt relaxed. The mountain that had been weighing on their heads was gone.
Zhaodefang, study.
Yang Lin knew nothing about the war in the west and had no interest in it.
Although his intelligence system is very powerful, due to today's transportation conditions, there is no intelligence station in the distant Western Continent.
Although Yelu Dashi was obsessed with the battlefield in the east, Yang Lin didn't care much about the west, which was now a barren land.
Now that the temperature is gradually warming up, a war is about to break out. The walls in the study are also covered with maps of soldiers, horses, mountains and rivers.
This period of time was an important watershed in later history.
Because of the incompetence of Zhao and Song, the Central Plains was lost, and then the south of the Yangtze River was gradually lost, causing the entire land of China to become a mess.
It was not until three hundred years later, when Emperor Hongwu expelled the Tartars and restored China, that the Han finally regained the burial ground of their ancestors.
During these three hundred years, countless magnificent palaces were occupied by barbarians;
Hundreds of millions of Han children became slaves of the barbarians;
When Hu Feng crossed south, the sword was inserted into his neck, which was extremely humiliating.
Now there is an opportunity to turn things around in a battle, and there is really no room for any mistakes to be made.
The weather in Bianliang is already a bit hot now, so the windows on both sides of the study room are all open.
Yang Lin was wearing an undershirt, and there were Gao Shan, Zhang Shuye and Bai Shizhong in the hall.
Yang Lin rubbed his eyes and picked up a long stick. He suddenly remembered that this was used to spice up and spank the delicate beauties, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.
He took a look and saw that no one present had any strange looks, and he couldn't help but feel reassured.
Seeing Yang Lin continue to speak, Gao Bing, who pretended to be nonchalant, breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that he was lucky enough not to be noticed by Shao Zai.
Pointing to a high ridge on the sand table, Yang Lin said in a concentrated voice: "This is Songzi Ridge. Han Shizhong's troops are currently stationed here." Then he pointed to the west and said: "This is Ma Yu Mountain, and Zong Ze's troops are here. .”
"Yao Pingzhong is in this place, which the Liao people call Xinghua. Wang reported that Wu Jie is still holding on to the Baiyu River. This is the current situation of our army."
Zhang Shuye took over the conversation and said: "The main force of the Jin soldiers is repairing in Huanglong Mansion, and the surrounding area is fortified by Wanyan Lou, the Marshal of the West Route Army and Horses who was just conferred by their emperor."
When Yang Lin heard this, he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it, it's this Wanyan Loushi again. In the decisive battle, this person will be the first hard nut to crack."
Gao Bing also nodded and said: "That's right, our plans have failed several times in the hands of this person. If we want to kill Aguda, we must first annihilate Lou Shi."
Yao Pingzhong of the Song Dynasty and Wanyan Loushi of the Jin Kingdom were two generals that made the enemy gnash their teeth when they mentioned them.
Without the two of them, the situation of the war would be very different now.
When Aguda besieged Yunnei, Loushi guarded Sangganhe, making it difficult for Han Shizhong, Wang Zhen, and Zongze who supported Yunnei to advance. Yao Pingzhong had to fight alone, causing the Song army to miss a great opportunity to regain Yunnei and severely damage the Jurchens.
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However, Yelu Dashi fled to the west and opened the city gate very unethically, allowing the Jurchens to break through the city. In Datong City, Yao Pingzhong insisted on not retreating and fought in the streets until reinforcements arrived, otherwise Yunnei would have been occupied by the Jurchens.
Zhang Shuye smiled and said: "From the sand table, it is clearly visible that we are surrounded by Jurchens on three sides, and only the east is the sea. No matter how strong Wanyan Loushi is, under the general trend, it will inevitably be crushed to pieces.
The frontline is full of powerful generals and elite soldiers, which is actually the pinnacle of the Han family's military preparations. The current battle situation requires a commander who can take charge of the central army and command the overall situation."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Yang Lin, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.
Yang Lin scratched his forehead and felt a little headache. He was born to work hard.
But we couldn't leave this matter to others, so we had to bite the bullet and go outside the customs again.
There was a hint of something else in the eyes of the three people present. Everyone knew that after Yang Shaozai left, he would wear a yellow robe when he came back.
There are emperors and ministers in a dynasty, and people like myself are the new ministers of that dynasty.
Follow the merits of the dragon and rest with the country, enjoying unlimited honor and favor.
Yang Lin knew that this hard work was unavoidable, so he stopped inking. He put down the boiled cane in his hand, which only made a sound but no pain when whipped on his body, and said: "After I leave, nothing in the court will be changed easily. Money and food."
Baggage is still a top priority, even if it is needed for the southwest war, it can be slowed down a bit. The whole country should give priority to the decisive battle against the northern invaders."
As the chief prime minister, Bai Shizhong quickly bowed his head and said: "Don't worry, Young Master, I will definitely work hard to make supplies for the Young Master."
"The best thing is to provoke the Liao people in Jin to rebel. I think it is necessary to form a nominal Liao army and find a few clans named Yelu to support them and become puppets."
When Gao Bing heard this, he sighed: "The Liao clan has fled and died, and I have been searching for Youyan in Yunnei. I'm afraid the Khitan clan is lucky. For the current plan, I can only fabricate one."
Yang Lin nodded and said: "Let Song Jiang do this, he is the best, and Song Jiang has already arrived on the grassland. Last time Hua Rong pretended to be a Khotan prince, and it is said that he was very impressive. This time, let's not bother the two masters.