"Han Desui, you old turtle bastard. What nonsense are you bragging about as the number one commander in Liao Dynasty? You can't even defend the Xijin Mansion. Last time, the city was broken by Zhou soldiers and horses. If it weren't for our chiefs,
If we had brought our 200,000 brothers to rescue, we would have been dead a long time ago. Afterwards, we were ungrateful and boasted about our outstanding military exploits. Isn’t your old donkey’s face red? The old thief is now against us. This is called
Ungrateful. If I had known this, I would have let him die in the hands of the Zhou people."
"That's right, the old thief is just trying to get fame and reputation, but he has no shit skills. I heard that not long ago, he was defeated by the remnants of the Great Monday Gang and captured the Xijin Mansion again. Do you have the nerve to say that he is the number one commander in the Liao Dynasty? I'm afraid he is the number one commander in the Liao Dynasty.
What a fool."
"Hahaha, the number one idiot in Daliao, this title is good. This old dog is not only stupid, but also cruel. I heard that he even shot his own son. People say that tigers are poisonous and do not eat their children. This old dog is more poisonous than a tiger.
, simply worse than a beast. Brothers in the south, listen up, this old dog can even kill his son with his own hands, how can it be good to you? You should leave this old dog as soon as possible, otherwise he will not care whether you live or die in order to save his life, even
I'll kill you with my own hands. Don't you understand this?"
"Han Desui is a strange old dog. He gave birth to several sons who were originally meant to be killed. One was killed by himself and two by us. I heard that there was also a silly son named Han Zongchang. I don't know who he was given to.
Killed. In short, he must be killed. Han Laogou deserves to be exterminated for eight generations."
The unbridled yelling and cursing made Han Zongchang furious. Han Zongchang immediately summoned the generals and ordered: "All the soldiers and horses of the front camp are sent out. Go and kill these bastards with me. I shouldn't be a coward and humiliate me like this.
I will cut them into pieces."
A lieutenant general said hurriedly: "General, your Majesty and Privy Han have orders to only defend the camp and not attack."
Han Zongchang slapped the deputy and scolded him: "Get the hell out of here, if someone points their nose at you and scolds you, can you bear it? Are you bastards just seeing my joke? Immediately send the order to attack."
The generals did not dare to say anything, so they had no choice but to do as they were told. The soldiers and horses were already in a state of complete preparedness, and it did not take long to assemble. The 50,000 soldiers and horses of the front camp, led by Han Zongchang, rushed out of the camp and headed towards
The hundreds of insulting and shouting tribal cavalry rushed over. Seeing this, the hundreds of tribal scolding generals immediately mounted their horses and fled to Niuwang Ridge. Han Zongchang's soldiers and horses could not catch up and could only watch them.
Holding the torch, he ran towards Niuwang Ridge like a rabbit.
Han Zongchang was so angry that he roared: "Kill them for me. I will chop all these bastards into pieces tonight."
"General, general, this is really impossible. This requires the permission of King Han and Privy Councilor Han. Attacking the enemy on the mountain is not something that can be decided easily and privately." Several generals hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
Han Zongchang shouted angrily: "Go back to me if you are afraid of death. Today I, Han Zongchang, will show you how I defeat these bastards. They are all scared to death. They are like cowards. We are strong enough."
10. I want some people to know that I, Han Zongchang, am not a wimp."
Han Zongchang was holding back a lot of energy in his heart. He was depressed because of his father's contempt. Tonight, his emotions were aroused and his blood surged. He wanted to use a victory to prove himself to his father. At this time, he had already
It's on top, and even eight cows can't pull it back.
The generals were helpless, and they did not dare to disobey the general's orders. If they really wanted to retreat, Han Zongchang was afraid that he would kill them all. In desperation, they had no choice but to act according to the order. Fifty thousand soldiers and horses formed a skirmish formation.
Led by Han Zongchang, they rushed up the gentle slope on the north side of Niuwang Ridge.
The tribal cavalry on the mountain responded quickly, extinguishing the bonfires one after another, and the originally brightly lit mountain suddenly became dark. Stars twinkled in the sky, but the starlight only provided a weak light. Fortunately, the grassland was open and flat, and the grass was soft.
There were no stones or rubble, and the horses could still gallop under the stars. Han Zongchang's army did not slow down and rushed towards the dark outline of Niuwang Ridge in front of them.
In the Chinese army's tent, Han Desui and Han Zhang arrived quickly. They had just received the news that Han Zongchang went to war without authorization. Han Desui turned pale with anger, paced back and forth and cursed: "This bastard dares to go to war privately in defiance of military orders.
You bastard, you have no progress at all and you don’t understand anything. It really pisses me off."
Han Zhang said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to be angry. Brother Shi will definitely suffer losses when he brings the fifty thousand cavalry from the front camp to the mountain. I will lead my troops to meet him. Otherwise, I am afraid there will be great danger."
Han De then waved his hand and shouted: "There is no need to save him, let him die. He is asking for death, what does he have to do with others? Shoot fireworks immediately to make his troops retreat."
Han Zhang shook his head and said: "It's too late. The cavalry charge has already been completed and there is no way to retreat. Besides, they have already rushed to the foot of the mountain. If they retreat now, they will be scattered by the enemy, which will be even worse. Justice.
Father, the situation is like this. It seems that we have only one way, which is to attack with the whole army and have a battle. Otherwise, if my brother's 50,000 cavalry are annihilated, the strength of our army will be greatly damaged and we will have no advantage in the future. In this way, I will lead the three
Thousands of cavalrymen reinforced the front, and my foster father led 50,000 cavalrymen from the south side of the mountain. Although this battle is hasty, we must win even if it is a tragic victory."
Han Desui frowned and pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "The front is dangerous, and I must bear the trouble caused by my treacherous son. Han Zhang, you lead 50,000 cavalry to attack from behind, and I will lead 30,000 troops to reinforce the front. You are right,
It is not a pity that this traitor should die, but my 50,000 soldiers and horses from the front camp cannot be lost in vain. Otherwise, we will have no advantage over the tribal cavalry, and Linhuang Mansion may not be able to take it."
Han Zhang said: "How can I let my adoptive father be in danger? I..."
"No need to say any more, I have made up my mind, do as I say. If we win today, that's fine. If I die here today, Han Zhang, I will leave my affairs to you in Daliao. You must
You must assist the emperor, try to maintain a peaceful relationship with Dazhou, and gather strength to destroy the Jurchens. Only after the country has regained its strength can you plot against Dazhou. This is what I will give you
Of course, you have your own ideas, I'm just suggesting. Let's take action immediately." After Han Desui said this, he lifted up his cloak, stirred up a strong wind, and strode out of the tent.
At the bottom of Niuwangling, Han Zongchang's 50,000 cavalry were already rushing up the gentle hillside. On the dark mountain ridge ahead, countless arrows shot through the air. The cavalry were hit by arrows one after another, and people on the hillside were turned on their backs, screaming.
For days.
Han Zongchang roared loudly and ordered his troops to charge forward. He knew that the gentle slope of several hundred steps would not be able to stop the charge of his troops. He might have to pay a high price, but he would definitely be able to charge.
Go up. By then, hand-to-hand combat will be your strength.
Soon, under the dense rain of arrows, the cavalry from the front camp approached the top of the mountain. It seemed that they could already see the hurried and panicked appearance of the opponent's soldiers and horses.
Han Zongchang laughed loudly and roared: "Kill them all."
Before he finished speaking, he heard chaos above. Countless cavalrymen suddenly fell into danger. They were about to rush to the top of the slope, but suddenly disappeared. Rows of cavalrymen in front rushed into deep pits.
, the pit was filled with spikes that were both wide and deep, and the soldiers and horses that fell in were dripping with blood from being stabbed, screaming in agony.
Originally, the first batch of thousands of cavalrymen rushed to the top of the hill, but suddenly only a few hundred people were lucky enough not to fall into the pit and were able to rush to the top of the mountain. But the next moment, these people were overwhelmed by the tribal soldiers and horses, and there was no trace of them.
Those who resisted were chopped into pieces.
"What's going on? Ah? What's going on?" Han Zongchang shouted loudly before he could understand the situation.
"General Han, there is a sinkhole on the hillside. It is wide and deep, and only a few areas are feasible. We are afraid that we will not be able to rush up." Someone reported.
"Fart! Give it to me! If you don't rush now, will you die?" Han Zongchang cursed and roared.
The cavalry seemed to have no choice but to rush upwards with all their might, but the slope divided by pits only had a few gaps of forty or fifty steps that were safe passages. If they wanted to rush to the top of the slope without falling into the pits, they could only go from these places.
Charge upward. This gave the enemy on the top of the mountain the most advantageous conditions to concentrate firepower. The Confederate cavalry gathered together and rushed upward from these dozens of steps wide area, and the dense rain of arrows cut them apart.
They fell down like wheat. The cavalry who luckily rushed up were quickly annihilated because their numbers were too small. In less than a stick of incense, the number of casualties among Han Zongchang's front battalion cavalry suddenly increased sharply, thousands
The cavalry shot them at the entrance of the narrow passage.
Han Zongchang was still yelling at the bottom of the slope, telling his troops to charge forward and not to retreat. Suddenly, someone slapped him on the face so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and his teeth became loose.
"Who, who the hell is beating me, do you want to die?" Han Zongchang roared and turned around.
A tall voice on horseback beside him sternly scolded: "You idiot, why did I, Han Desui, give birth to a rebellious idiot like you? I'll settle the score with you later. After passing my military order, Han Zongchang, the vanguard of the front camp, went to fight against the order.
He is now seizing his official position. The soldiers and horses of the front camp immediately retreat to the foot of the ridge, and no random charge is allowed."
