191. The Soul of the Ages Guards the Homeland
Chapter 191: The Soul of the Ages Guards the Homeland
"Lord Dutong, the envoy of the Song Kingdom asks to see you."
Wanyan Yi is a black and strong man, he looks a little wooden and dull, he has good words, and another person is called Wanyan Chen Monk. Hearing this, he laughed and squinted slightly.
The envoy of the Song State is only coming now, which has surprised him very much, he originally thought that after entering the Dragon City, the envoys of the Song State should wait for him halfway, but he never thought that until he came to the city of Xuzhou, he met the envoy of the Song State. It seems that the Song State is really empty, and this time I came, I want to recapture Xuzhou no matter what!
"Let him in." Monk Wanyan Chen said slowly.
After a while, a young man in a wide robe and big sleeves slowly appeared in his sight with square steps. The man's steps were not hurried, and his expression was very indifferent, as if this was just a routine visit to a friend, and not an envoy after the soldiers came to the city.
"In Xia Luxin, the word Zikang, I have seen Wanyan Dutong."
Lu Xin, born in the fifth phase of Yixue, was originally good at engineering planning, and is currently working with Fang Youcai to supervise Xuzhou's water control matters. He was a very gentle and calm man, and when he was begging, he once ate on the embankment, and the torrential rain brought by the typhoon rose to his instep, and he still ate him unhurriedly. Someone asked him afterwards why he was so calm, and he laughed and said that he had calculated the flow of the flood, and at most it was no more than his knees, so that there was no need to dodge.
"Mr. Lu is very young, isn't there no old man in Xuzhou City?" Monk Wanyan Chen was not a person who liked to speak well, but seeing Lu Xin's slow appearance, he couldn't help but ridicule.
"There is itself, but today it is just an army, and there is no need for old and serious people to come." Lu Xin said lightly.
"Sacrifice?" Monk Wanyan Chen was taken aback.
"After hearing that Yan Pingzhang and Wanyan both came to my Xuzhou, there was a lot of hard work along the way, so they sent me to reward." Lu Xin still said unhurriedly: "For fear of causing misunderstanding, I will come first to make a message, and after half an hour, the things of the army will be sent out of the city, and the cannon will be fired to salute." ”
"Cannons? Half an hour? ”
Wanyan Chen monk was brave and fierce, but he was not without brains, his first thought came to mind of the "plan to delay the army", but after a while, he denied his idea.
He didn't plan to attack the city immediately, if he reported according to the line, the main force of the Song army in Xuzhou went to Taizhuang, then what was the point of the Song people delaying for another half an hour? Could it be that something else will happen in this half hour?
"If you have time to finish, you might as well go out with me to watch." Lu Xin said slowly.
Monk Wanyan Chen followed him to the gate of the Jin Bing camp, he was conceited and brave, and he was not worried about what a scholar like Lu Xin could do.
"Some time ago, the peach blossoms were flooding, I don't know how the Jin country is?" When he was standing bored, Lu Xin suddenly asked a question that Monk Wanyan Chen hadn't thought of, he was stunned at first, and then replied: "I don't know ......."
He is telling a lie, he was imprisoned in prison last year, and he read the art of war in the history books in prison, and after being pardoned, he was ordered to be the commander of the Ziwei army, but his vision was completely different from before he was imprisoned. In addition to military affairs, civil affairs are also quite concerned, in March and April, the Yellow River peach blossom flood is extremely severe, and there are almost hundreds of thousands of people displaced along the coast. Although the Jin Imperial Court said that it issued an edict for disaster relief, but now the territory controlled by the Jin State is just a little bit, where to get money and food for disaster relief!
It was the money and grain from Xuzhou that was levied this time, and it was still tightly deducted.
"In the lower part of the river, the people's property and corpses floating down from the upper reaches are numerous, and there is uneasiness in the lower heart." Lu Xin sighed and said: "Heaven and earth are not kind, so the people have this calamity, and they ordered people to salvage the bodies of the dead and bury them there." ”
Monk Wanyan Chen followed Lu Xin's point, and on the small gentle slope in the distance, a southward boundary was indeed lined with graves.
"The property salvaged is also classified and collected below, and I originally thought that as soon as the flood season is over, I will negotiate with your country and strive to find the owner. It's just that Menghu attacked, and the matter was put on hold. Lu Xin added: "Thinking of the disaster victims, suffering from this Zeguo, they must be ruined, if these goods can be returned to their hands, they may be able to help them tide over the difficulties." I have always heard of the reputation of Yan Dutong, and he is all filial piety, and he must be the most benevolent person, I don't know if I can entrust this matter to Dutong? ”
Monk Wanyan Chen stood stunned and looked at Lu Xin's face, wanting to see if what he said was true or false. Lu Xin's face did not change, he only looked at Xuzhou City, and never said a word again.
"Thank you." Feeling that he really couldn't cope with this young man, Monk Wanyan Chen reluctantly thanked him.
"Alright, come out." Lu Xin said again.
I saw that the gate of Xuzhou was wide open, and then the eight artillery pieces at the head of the city were fired in unison, and the loud noise shook the ground. Although he was mentally prepared, this was not as majestic as manpower, and it still made Monk Wanyan Chen change color.
Judging from the previous competition with the Song army in Xuzhou, the use of artillery has made personal martial arts a trivial matter in the war.
After the cannon sounded, a group of people came out neatly in the city gate, and the monk Wanyan Chen was good at using soldiers, and naturally he was also good at soldiers, and when he saw these soldiers, he blurted out and praised: "Good soldiers!" ”
All of them were men in the prime of life, and when they walked, they all stared ahead, and none of them looked left and right, and their steps were uniform, and their movements were clean and neat, and they were obviously extremely well trained.
"There are still more than 8,000 such veterans in the city today." Lu Xin said lightly: "Together with the loyal army, there are 30,000 defenders in the city. ”
"How is this possible?" Monk Wanyan Chen's eyes widened: "The elite has gone to Taizhuang ......."
"These are not active soldiers, but veterans who have quit the Liuqiu Guard, and according to the Liuqiu system, they must be discharged when they are over twenty-three years old." Lu Xin smiled slightly: "Although you are retired, you can immediately pick up arms in wartime, after all, I have been a soldier for six years, and my skills are still there." How do you feel about it? ”
Monk Wanyan Chen's heart sank, Lu Xin told him so truthfully, he naturally felt that there was nothing to hide, he was so confident in these veterans?
After the Song army came out, they scattered left and right, and they were indeed well-trained, not at all like ordinary people who had already gone out of the army. Then, two hundred cavalry came out of the city, these cavalry were skillful, although they were not as disciplined as the infantry of the Song army, but they should not be underestimated.
Wanyan Chen monk pursed his lips, 30,000 soldiers, including about 10,000 elite soldiers, although the combat strength of the loyal and righteous army is not strong, but it is not possible to be careless when defending the city. With Wanyan Heda and his nearly 100,000 people, it is almost impossible to break through Xuzhou.
Monk Wanyan Chen believed that his eyes, the flags in the city, and the performance of the other party all made him believe that the troops of Xuzhou were more than enough to attack.
After another moment, ten carts were launched in the city, and the carts were full of grain, wine and meat, and the Song army pushed the ten carts to both sides, and then abandoned the carts and walked back, and they came out because of the carts because of the chaos, but after abandoning the carts, they immediately arranged the array and slowly returned to the city.
"After Yan Dutong, I heard that Jin Guo sent Pingzhang and Dutong to Xuzhou to help in the war, and the Great Song Dynasty had nothing to repay, so I would like to offer ten carts of rice, grain, wine and meat for reward." Lu Xin turned to him at this time, and gave a salute unhurriedly: "Please also introduce you to Yan Pingzhang." ”
Monk Wanyan Chen smacked his lips and smiled weakly.
"Immortal Heaven bless you, the whole army - attack!"
Temujin waved his whip like a trivial fly. With his whip, countless Menghu, whether they were real Menghu or the attached tribes, roared wildly and angrily, like wild boars in heat, with blood-red eyes and drooling, and rushed towards the already riddled Taizhuang.
The sound shook all over the world, and the shouts and killings of various languages were mixed together, and even if they were face-to-face, they could not hear what was being said by others.
Because of the flat terrain, Menghu's forces could be spread to the extreme, giving full play to their superiority in strength. But at the same time, because of the canal behind Taizhuang, Menghu's best technique of outflanking from the rear could not be used. The Song army is equivalent to setting up a formation on its back, and this section of the canal is east-west, so the Song army only needs to guard the north, east, and west sides, and does not need to worry about being attacked by the enemy.
Temujin did not think of sending his troops to cross the river by a detour, but all the large and small ships on the canal were towed away, and they could only manage to cross the river after defeating the Song army in Taizhuang.
Li Ye smiled slightly and pulled out his sword.
A stream of iron poured down from the north, and the sound of horses' hooves shook the earth, and the dust rose and merged into a cloud of yellow clouds, and this yellow cloud was wrapped in countless Menghu.
There was a loud bang, and this loud sound even overshadowed the roar of the artillery in Taizhuang, and the front end of the iron stream slammed into the reef-like Song army formation.
The reef stood still, but the iron stream rolled back, and countless fine blood droplets flew up, adding some spoof of shame to the already fishy battlefield.
The iron currents did not stop there, and they went forward, striking the reef more violently each time. Layer by layer, the shell of the reef is peeled off and corroded. They are also very patient and resilient, and the repeated impact and shattering do not make them lose their vitality, on the contrary, the blood provokes their anger even more, they are like sharks in the sea that smell fish, crazy and greedy.
The thirty cannons on the high platform in front of the embankment spewed fury almost as hard as they could, stirring up waves of blood in the iron stream. But in this huge torrent, the small waves are insignificant, and they will be immediately made up by those who come after them.
Li Ye did not stand on the front line, there was an infantry reserve of 1,000 people behind him, and he was waiting for the opportunity to put this thousand energetic troops into it.
In just ten minutes, a third of the reef in front of the iron stream had been slashed, and already the Loyal Rebels had picked up the weapons of the Liuqiu army, imitated them, and began to take their place. Although the Loyal Rebels are as resolute, brave, and tenacious as the ground beneath their feet, they are not Liuqiu after all. The losses were getting bigger and bigger, and there were already gaps in several places in the car formation, and the Liuqiu army waiting behind immediately pounced on them and blocked the gap with their own bodies and flesh.
Liuqiu's weapons are very sharp, but no matter how sharp they are, they are also open, curled, and broken in this fierce battle. When the weapons in their hands were no longer effective, they rushed with their hands, feet, teeth, and their heads against the sharp blade of Menghu. They will be wounded, they will bleed, they will fight, but they will not retreat.
Take a step back, and you will be home and country.
At the time of their inquiry, their husbands, the young men from Yixue, told them so.
Li Ye's mouth pursed more and more tightly, his eyes were full of blood, steel and fire, he scanned his position over and over again, looking for places that might be broken through by the enemy, and then ordered troops with wounds of one kind or another to fill them with their flesh and blood.
Song Siyi no longer knows how many Menghu he stabbed to death, at the beginning, he could easily pierce Menghu's leather armor with a spear, but now, it is a stab in the throat, and he also has to use all his strength to kill his opponent.
Shi Dasco half-knelt beside him, spitting blood, and shielded him with his shield, most of their shield hands had already died. Song Siyi didn't have time to look at Shi Dascoo's injury, all he could do was mechanically find the target, stab it, and stab it out again.
They are the most critical here, and whether the Liuqiu army can turn the tide of the war depends on whether they can hold on to this position.
The cannon could no longer be fired, and the artillery convoy used wet cloths, urine, and everything else they could think of to cool down, but now the barrel could still tear a layer of skin off a man's hand. They had to stop shooting in tears, and some wanted to rush to the front with knives and guns, but were blocked by the bareheaded Li Yilao.
"If you want to go, Lao Tzu will go first, you will stay for Lao Tzu first!" He cried out with tears in his eyes.
At this moment, Li Ye let out an angry roar: "Damn it! ”
Shi Dasco finally failed to protect Song Siyi, a scimitar slashed at the top of Song Siyi's head, Song Siyi's body was stunned for a moment, and then two spears stabbed him, Shi Dasco howled and pounced on him, trying his best to raise the shield and block the two people's bodies, but then they were overwhelmed by the countless Menghu pouring in from this gap.
More Menghu rushed here, Li Ye looked back, and Tian Jiehu rushed out: "Li Shenling, let me go!" ”
"What?"
"Our loyal army is also a man, let me go!" Tian Jiehu roared and roared, but he almost grabbed Li Ye's collar. Li Ye nodded violently, patted him on the back hard, and also roared angrily: "Go!" ”
Wu Quan rushed to the forefront as he usually fled.
After Wu Quan and Tian Jiehu, hundreds of loyal soldiers followed, they were the most brave men selected by Tian Jiehu, they had watched the battle of the Liuqiu army for a long time, and they longed to fight like this.
If the fate of dying on the battlefield is irreversible, then let them fight like real men, let their blood anoint their land to feed their land, and let their souls still guard the country.
Like their descendants in 700 years.
Wu Quan used not ordinary swords and guns, but a thick mace, and he pounced like a mad tiger on Menghu who poured in from the gap, and he had no dodge or parry at all, and he was a blow to any enemy.
"Horn, horn, horn!"
Brains and blood splattered from under the mace, and he was like a mad cow, and no one could stop him. Tian Jiehu and the other two loyal soldiers were on his side to protect him, share the damage for him, and let him attack without distraction, and attack again. When a man fell, someone immediately filled his place, and it was not until he drove out the intruding Menghu that Wu Quan was surprised to find that although he was covered in blood, some from the enemy, some from the robe, not a drop was his own.
He smiled at Tian Jiehu, and just as he was about to say something, a cold arrow burst into his chest, he grabbed the tail of the arrow and pulled it out with force, but his strength passed quickly along with the blood.
"Holy shit!" Tian Jiehu scolded and held on to Wu Quan, trying to find the enemy who shot the cold arrow, but as far as he could see, there was Menghu on the opposite side of the car formation.
"Help him go back, drag him back to the ......" Tian Jiehu handed over the power of force to the loyal and righteous army behind him, and only half of him shouted, he felt a pain in his back, and another cold arrow pierced his back. The aborted iron armor allowed the arrow to penetrate only half of it, and when he turned around, Menghu had burst through the gap again.
Note 1: The Taizhuang Canal may have been re-dug during the Ming and Qing dynasties, and at this time, because of the Yellow River's seizure of Huai, strictly speaking, it should be the Yellow River.