Chapter 491: Waiting for Work with Ease
The advancing Cochin army slumped into the mountains and did not send out even a single scout.
Yang Lin shook his head secretly, and said in his heart that these birdmen were able to hit Guangxi, purely because of the laxity of the Great Song Dynasty's armament, and it had reached a terrifying point.
However, the mediocrity of the monarchs and ministers of several palaces gave Yang Lin a fighter plane, and every time the Jiaozhi people invaded the Great Song Dynasty, there was no resistance along the way.
They are used to this kind of big song, it is not a moment and a half to change, just like a dog found a dragon on the river beach, the first time to bite it is inevitable to be cautious, but after biting the dragon a few times and not responding, it will slowly lose its vigilance.
From this point of view, he is stained with the light of the monarchs and ministers before the Great Song Dynasty, Yang Lin laughed at himself in his heart.
When the Jiaozhi army entered the mountain range and slowly walked into the encirclement that Yang Lin had set up for half a month, the Song army, which had long been looking through the autumn water, tightened their blades.
"It's finally here..."Fang Qifo muttered in a low voice.
A gust of wind blew, making a rustling sound, Du Yingwu tightened his collar and scolded: "The further north you go, the colder it gets, it's better to finish the fight and go back to Dragon City." β
As soon as he finished speaking, a desolate horn sounded, and the foothills, which had been silent for a month, startled countless birds and beasts.
Yang Lin pulled out his sword, laughed and roared: "After holding back for a month, I can finally speak loudly, kill all these monkeys for me!" β
Yang Lin's shouting was just to boost morale and vent the sullenness he had been holding back these days, the commander of this ambush battle was Fang Qifo.
With a rope tied to his chest and a clairvoyant mirror, he calmly watched the entire battlefield.
The front army of the Cochins had already stepped into the ambush circle, and was cut into three sections, and the huge boulders prepared within a month cut off the road, and the soldiers and horses behind waved their blades, but could only shout at the stones.
As soon as the drums sounded, the crossbow arrows and bows that had been prepared long ago rained down, and the black pressure was overwhelming. If a cross-finger soldier risked death to look up, he would see dense arrows falling from the sky.
Fang Qifo commanded in an orderly manner, and when he saw that the Jiaozhi people began to raise their shields to defend, he ordered the flag to be waved, and the drum sounded for the second time, and the rain of arrows in the sky stopped.
Every time Yang Lin in the distance arrived at the battlefield, his psychological quality was a little sluggish, and he nervously mentioned his throat and scolded: "Why did you stop, shoot a few more." β
"The last general will ask."
When Yang Lin heard this, he scolded with a face: "Idiot, if you want to talk more, you can simply command it." There is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need for suspicious people, the official just said casually, questioning the general in battle, is not the way to die. β
The little general scolded him and fell back in a daze, looking down with his feet crossed.
I saw the Song army in ambush on the mountainside, rolling fireballs down the mountain, these fireballs were bent by bamboo watered with fierce fire oil, one by one in the shape of a ball, slowly rolling down.
Thick smoke billowed out of the valley, choking many of the Jiaozhi soldiers at once.
The shield that the Jiaozhi people had worked so hard to lay was a mess, and Fang Qifo immediately ordered to continue archery.
Du Yingwu was as anxious as a headless fly, where did he think that he hadn't gone far out of the country, and there were ambushes in this mountain range.
While they were busy with civil strife, these soldiers and horses had been waiting here for a month, and intelligence was too important for a war.
The military law of Jiaozhi was strict, and no one dared to escape, but they didn't know how to save the friendly troops inside, so they came to Du Yingwu's side.
Compared with the heavy casualties, what Du Yingwu was most afraid of was that he didn't know how many enemy troops there were, he didn't know where these soldiers and horses came from, and he didn't know how many enemy troops did not show up.
The front army has lost contact, and the rear army has no choice but to sit back and watch the main force of the Chinese army being slaughtered.
The wails inside were incessant, amplified by the echo of the valley, and it was even more miserable and painful.
"Quick! Go on, rush in and get the people out. Du Yingwu said at the top of his voice.
The boss finally sent a sentence, and at this time, he was afraid that if the main general did not move, the army would be in a mess. Even a wrong order is better than a long silence.
As soon as the flag moved, the trumpet sounded, and countless Jiaozhi soldiers, braving arrows, began to climb up the mountain with their shields on their waists.
From time to time, arrows hit the boulders, sparks sputtered, emitting a burning smell, and once they hit the body of the cross-chin soldier who was climbing up, it was a bloody hole.
Fang Qifo was not in a hurry, watching the rear army of Jiaozhi want to kill and rescue the main force of the Chinese army that was ambushed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.
A drum sounded again, and the hearts of Jiaozhi people were shocked, and Du Yingwu looked at the sky blankly, not knowing what else to do.
Behind them, a group of cavalry poured out like a torrent, and the unique crimson military jacket of the Song army, and the red tassels converged into a wave like a sea of fire, rushing towards him.
For a while, Du Yingwu and the cross-toe general Zuo beside him had cold hands and feet, and there was a convulsion.
Limited by the mobility of the Cold Weapon Era, once the army breaks and flees, it will be difficult for the victorious side to catch up with them and annihilate them. After all, the scale of tens of thousands of people at every turn, if you don't tie your hands and capture them, you can always escape most of them if you scatter and flee.
But cavalry is different, they can quickly chase down the remnants of the enemy and extend the victory.
The cavalry in front of him rushed to attack, like a landslide, the horse's hooves trampled, as if the ground was cracked, the sound of killing shook the sky, the tip of the knife entered the clouds, and it was unstoppable.
Du Yingwu hurriedly dismounted, raised his weapon above his head, and knelt on the ground to surrender.
With him as an example, the remaining Jiaozhi generals also knew that there was no chance of victory today, and they knelt down and asked for surrender. There will be a surrender, the soldiers have no will to fight, and they will kneel on the ground one after another.
"The Cochin people want to surrender!" The momentum of the cavalry was a pause, and the Fang Qifo halfway up the mountain rolled his eyes, this is the vanguard of Jiaozhi, if he collects and surrenders his troops at this time, how can he take advantage of the situation to attack the main force of Jiaozhi.
After a cursory glance, he knew that this vanguard army was no less than 20,000 people, and the army behind them should be no less than 150,000, or even more.
Those people got the news, made strict preparations, and relied on the terrain to annihilate them all in the deep mountains of Jiaozhi.
He calmly judged the situation on the field, without a trace of human emotion at the moment, like a war machine.
"Cover up the remnants of the enemy." When the four words were spoken, it was still a soft tone, and the flag waved and the horns sounded in unison, and the cavalry got the military order, regained its speed, and galloped up.
The ground was full of kneeling and waiting for death, blood splashed one by one, and people's heads were rolling, and it was too late to pick up arms to resist again.
Many of the cavalrymen's blades had been rolled up, and their hands were sore, and their wrists were tightly gripping the hilts.
By Du Yingwu's side, there were dozens of personal soldiers to protect him, and at this time he was already frightened to the point that the six gods had no master.
The guards had no formation, and there was no big shield to resist, and trying to block the cavalry's charge with their flesh was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.
A lean soldier came to him, and Du Yingwu's own soldiers were already dead, leaving him and two bloody generals left.
"Good grandson, why are you still crying?" Jun Han laughed.
Du Yingwu, whose face was full of tears, burst into tears and begged for mercy: "I am the queen's own brother, spare my life." β
Junhan's eyes lit up, and he cut down the two generals beside him, turned to one side slightly, lifted Du Yingwu to the horse, and said loudly: "I captured the enemy's vanguard general!" β
The surrounding cavalry shouted and cheered, and the Jiaozhi soldiers were even more desperate, and more people chose to flee rather than resist.
How can a man with two legs outrun a four-legged war horse, a knight on a war horse cut down the fleeing cross-toe soldiers, and soon there was a step on the corpse, and the blood flowed all over the ground, staining the dry valley with a muddy road full of blood and mud.
The smell of fishy smell spread throughout the valley, mixed with the smell of burnt rotten meat and thick smoke, and the smell was indescribably unpleasant.
Yang Lin put down the clairvoyant mirror, there was a feeling of nausea in his chest, he endured this nausea, and exhaled a turbid breath: "Where is the main force of Jiaozhi?" β
"Back to Shaozai, the Jiaozhi pioneer is dragging and procrastinating, and it is not far from the main force."
Yang Lin nodded and said, "Then they are somewhat alert, and they have even heard the voice here, so they simply take advantage of the victory to cover up the past." β
The Jiaozhi soldiers were so unbearable, they were simply vulnerable, and the generals present nodded one after another.
After Li Yanghuan ascended the throne, he killed the veterans who were loyal to the emperor, and few of the remaining soft bones had ever fought.
After the founding of the country, Jiaozhi conquered the east and the west, won more and lost less, and faintly had the meaning of dominating the southwest border, but was greatly injured by a palace change.
At this time, he tried in vain to establish his prestige by plundering some rich women and slaves in a war to invade the Song Dynasty.
As everyone knows, the Governor's Mansion in Hangzhou City discovered in advance that the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River had too close contacts with Jiaozhi, and even deduced the restlessness of Jiaozhi.
In the past, they burned and looted the Great Song Dynasty border, but at this time, there was a carefully prepared army of soldiers and horses that had been lurking for a month.
On the last day of the first year of Xuanhe, the Song army ambushed the soldiers and horses of the Li Dynasty in the Nanping Valley, captured the general Du Yingwu, and annihilated 30,000 pioneers.
That night, the Song army attacked the main force of the Li Dynasty head-on, ambushed 20,000 corpses, and defeated the main force of recruits recruited by Li Yanghuan, the new monarch of the Li Dynasty.
Yang Lin did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but began to receive the city in the north of Jiaozhi, near Guangnan West Road.
With the support of Yang Lin, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled Jiaozhi people were captured from the field, given several sets of shabby military uniforms and weapons, and formed a team of soldiers and horses.
This army of soldiers and horses is known as the "hoe traitor army", and the banner is to follow the secret order of the Empress Dowager Lanying to kill the father thief Li Yanghuan. The traitorous army seems to be weak, but it is as brave as a tiger in battle, and the army is mixed with countless well-equipped barbarian soldiers.
For a time, the hoe traitor army swept through the northern part of Jiaozhi, killing people with rolling heads and rivers of blood.
In Jiaozhi China, there is no shortage of wise people, and they are all shocked when they hear this.
If the enemy country is attacked by columns, the Li Dynasty will work together, relying on the terrain and the people to fight with the Song army, even if it fights for decades, it will not be able to destroy the country.
But in this way, there is a danger of extinction, once the Song people enter Thang Long City, and then support the puppet regime, and slowly encroach on Jiaozhi, then the country is likely to slowly disappear.
No one has ever doubted the assimilation ability of the Han people, and the monarchs of the successive dynasties of Jiaozhi were originally Han species, and most of the upper class figures were of Han descent.
Once it was taken by the Song people, it would be extremely difficult to establish a country from this land of Shenglong.
Inside the big tent, Yang Lin was holding a bowl of gruel, and a few generals were walking around the newly built sand table, preparing where to march next.
A soldier opened the curtain, looked around after coming in, and after seeing Yang Lin, he hugged his fists and said, "Shaozai, there is news from Bianliang." β
Yang Lin saw that it was the costume of the Intelligence Department of the Long Live Battalion, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.
When I tore open the envelope, I saw that there was a lot of affection inside, and it turned out to be a letter written by Foldin Huanxiang to him.
This stunner of the country has been grinding with Yang Lin's ears and temples, and he has been inseparable for several months, and he has been alone in the boudoir for so long at once, and he has long been lovesick.
Yang Lin's face changed, his eyebrows flew into his sideburns, and he reprimanded: "The Intelligence Department of the Long Live Battalion is a sharp weapon of the state, and it is not reported if it is not important military information, and it is not reported on major social matters, when did it become a post pawn?" β
He started by relying on intelligence, and under the pretense of building Genyue, the Banzai Battalion controlled countless carriages, horses, and transportation, and became Yang Lin's arms and eyes to control the Great Song Dynasty.
What he attaches the most importance to is the Intelligence Department of the Long Live Battalion, but he didn't expect that after Yin Muhong left, he would spread this kind of letter thousands of miles away, wasting the manpower and resources of the Intelligence Department.
"You bring me a message back to the headquarters of the Bianliang Long Live Battalion, and if you dare to use the Intelligence Department indiscriminately, dissolve it on the spot, and recruit new people."
The generals were silent, not knowing what the news was, which made Shaozai so angry.
Seeing that Yang Lin was sulking there, Fang Qifo cautiously asked, "Shaozai?" Do we continue to do so? β
Yang Lin sighed and said: "Jiaozhi military situation, after all, it is your business, I will return to Dali soon, return to the Bianliang temple with the results of the new policy, and push this national policy to the entire Great Song Dynasty."
I'm just afraid that I won't have time to talk to you about the next business, so I'll have to worry about the rest of the matter. β
The generals hurriedly expressed their loyalty, so that Yang Lin could rest assured that even if they died, they would take Jiaozhi down.
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Outside the camp of the Song army, Yang Lin rode on horseback and lectured to the officials who came to see him off.
"Before leaving, I'll say a few more words, and you all don't get annoyed."
Fang Qifo led everyone to shake their heads and wave their hands, clasping their fists and listening.
Yang Lin nodded and said: "It's still a clichΓ©, the way of soldiers is a fierce way, and mercy is not in charge of soldiers, and the kindness of women must be avoided." Anyone who resists the heavenly soldiers is a mortal enemy, and if you spare him today, you may die under his sword tomorrow. β
"Especially Jiaozhi, between the poor mountains and bad waters, how fierce they are, I believe you have all seen it."
The generals below nodded again and again, the Jiaozhi people of the hoe and traitor army in the past few days have killed their compatriots, which is simply appalling.
All kinds of torture and torture, slaughtering villages and cities at every turn, the peasants who were honest and honest, once killed, they were as evil as hell ghosts.
Yang Lin couldn't stay in Jiaozhi for a long time, glanced at the big camp, and said with a smile: "After I go back, I will send someone to send mutton and wine, you wait for the hard work to do things well in Jiaozhi, and in the future, I will give you the helm of the reward, don't worry." β
With his words, everyone present was overjoyed, and now what Yang Shaozai said, even the holy decree is not comparable.
Everyone worked the front line and fought in foreign countries, not just to make some merits, glorify their ancestors, and get promoted.
Yang Lin is known for not being greedy for military military skills, and among the civil officials of the Great Song Dynasty, he is simply an alternative. With his words, his people are fighting each other, and his heart is a lot more spacious.
After repeated instructions, Yang Lin returned to the horse, snorted in the belly of the horse, and led the two thousand guards back to Dali.
PS (no charge for this paragraph): Tomorrow to go through the discharge procedures, this half a month in the hospital, three hours a day to sleep is more, I really don't have much energy to code words, fifteen days to change this number of words, to say that the heart is not ashamed is false. Thank you for your rewards these days.,Update is not strong and so supportive.,It's really deserved.,There are a few brothers' rewards and no statistics.,Here's a piece of thanks.,It's all in mind.γ
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