Hearing Wan Yan Zongbi's complaints, his uncle Wan Yan Xian also looked at each other with a few brothers and smiled bitterly.

Today, they also have a similar feeling to Wanyan Zongbi - like a strong man beating a pile of cotton, no matter how he beats, he just can't exert all the strength of his body.

In fact, not long after Wanyan Zongbi broke through, Wanyan Zonghan, who led his troops to contain the attack further south, also formed a breakthrough, but he was also entangled in trenches and annoying pits.

In other words, today's battle of the Dajin soldiers can be summed up as breaking the wall, then fighting in the trenches, and then there is no .......

Originally, the chase after the breakthrough did not happen at all, and the horses could not run on this kind of terrain - the small pits that could only trap a horse's hooves were so annoying that some of the anxious armor soldiers tried to chase them on the ground with their riding skills, but they all fell down, and some broke their necks.

At such a big price, the results achieved were small and pitiful.

How can this not make people angry!

"Grab a few captives today, do you want to ask?" Wan Yan also said: "Maybe I can ask something." ”

Several Bo Jilie nodded together.

They don't know anything about this hateful opponent who suddenly appeared, and of course they have to ask if they have the chance.

……

"Today, we have more than 300 people who have not been able to return, more than 100 in the north, more than 100 in the south, and more than 500 people in total."

Hu Lanshan, the old man Hu who was in charge of counting the losses, came to Xu Shiyang's side and reported in a low voice: "We have folded more than 100 new troops on our side, and most of the remaining losses and the north and south sides are militiamen. ”

Xu Shiyang nodded a little distressedly, indicating that he understood.

The new army lost more than 100 people in a day, which was the first time since the establishment of the army, and the defense line could not be held, so he originally wanted to delay the Tartars for a few days to boost the morale of the militia.

The next four lines of defense on the west bank of the Yellow River/canal are all defended by the militia, and they will certainly not last long, maybe four days, maybe the Tartars will rest for a while, but in five or six days, they will definitely be able to hit the edge of the Yellow River.

I don't know how much grain and grass the Tartars have consumed during this time, and whether it can create an advantageous chance for him to fight a decisive battle.

"Grab a few tartars, do you want to ask?"

The officers of the new army are scattered on the front line, and now the only ones who can talk to Xu Shiyang are this old man Hu and a few guards.

Xu Shiyang always encouraged the officers and soldiers around him to put forward various opinions before and after the war—in battle, every order of the commander must be strictly implemented, and no bargaining is allowed.

"Yes, you have to ask." Xu Shiyang said: "I don't even know how many soldiers and horses have been dispatched on the other side, and who the commander is. ”

……

In a huge tent in the camp of the Jin army, the fire was bright.

Dozens of real Jurchen armor soldiers held knives in one hand and torches in the other, scattered around the edge of the tent, staring closely at the few people kneeling or lying in the center of the tent.

At the head of the tent, sat the high-ranking Jurchen Bo Ji Yan Xianye, who was the younger brother of Dajin Taizu and Wu Qimai.

According to the rules of the Jurchen brothers, Wan Yan Xian was actually the first heir to the throne of the Dajin Kingdom, and in the absence of Tianhui Khan, he was the highest-ranking real power nobleman in the Jin Kingdom.

Sitting on either side of Wanyan Xianye were the sons of Emperor Taizu: Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongfu, Wanyan Zongbi, and Wanyan Zonggan.

In other words, all of them are the Jin Kingdom clan, and they are all superhuman existences in Bo Jilie.

The few people kneeling or lying in the center of the tent were captured today.

There were seven people in total, and the three lying down had been beheaded because the struggle was too intense.

There was no one to clean up the body, and the three severed heads were placed in front of the kneeling man, and blood was still trickling from the broken neck, filling the whole tent with a disgusting smell of blood.

It's like a cave of beasts.

"Let's talk about it first, what's your name?"

Wan Yan also pointed to a young captive who was trembling with fright, and asked in proficient Chinese.

"Belong to the ......, subordinate ......"

"Han dog, call the master!" One of the armor soldiers shouted angrily and kicked the young man to the ground.

"Don't be unreasonable." Wan Yan Xian also reprimanded him insincerely.

The young man, who had been so frightened that he almost had a nervous breakdown, trembled and knelt again, and several Jurchen nobles saw that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

"The ......, the master, the villain's name is Wang Dafu...... is the ...... of the Qingzhou Army, and the sharp soldier of the new army of the Qingzhou thieves ......"

"The New Army?" Wanyan Zongbi, who had been pretending to sleep in the chair, suddenly opened his eyes and asked coldly, "What is the new army?" ”

……

There were a total of 5 captives sent to Xu Shiyang.

He was not polite, first picked out two stalks around the neck, and did not look very pleasing to the eye to cut them as a shock, and then ordered the remaining three to be taken to different tents for questioning.

"Use some means." Xu Shiyang instructed: "I want to know how many Tartars there are on the other side and who the generals are." ”

A couple of grim-faced fellows nodded, and each dragged the three Tartars away.

These guys are all bandit leaders in Qi Province, and after taking the initiative to surrender to Qingzhou, they have always been honest and obedient, and Xu Shiyang did not find a chance to purge them, so he simply gathered these humanoid beasts that usually like to cut off people's heads and dig people's hearts together to form a special task force dedicated to doing black work for themselves.

These special forces members are all ruthless, and it is not difficult to get a few captives to speak, and they didn't let Xu Shiyang wait long, and several people got together again.

The confessions of the three Tartars were checked, and only then did they roughly figure out the actual situation of the opposite Tartars.

"100,000?" Xu Shiyang asked in surprise: "Are there really so many?" ”

"Yes, my lord, that's what the three Tartars said." A special task force squad leader replied respectfully: "All the Tartars are here, even if it is not enough for 100,000, it will not be much worse." ”

This makes sense, according to previous information, the maximum mobilization capacity of the Jurchen Tartars is about 300,000 real Jurchens, raw Jurchens, traitor armies, and slave soldiers.

However, the Tartars certainly do not have the ability to support this number to fight abroad, and only in the case of life and death, it is possible to support such a force in their core territory, not far from their main grain storage location.

At present, the following twelve Bo Jilie from the big leader of the Tartars, Wanyan Wu Qimai, have all arrived, and it seems conceivable to send a third of the soldiers and horses to the expedition.

This is probably the limit of what the Tartars can support when they are fighting abroad.

"So, as long as we defeat the Tartars this time, we can claim to defeat the attack of the entire Tartar division?"

Xu Shiyang's depressed mood suddenly became a lot better because the first line of defense was broken through by a day.

"As long as we win this battle, in a year or two it will be our turn to fight back!"

Thinking about it this way, it's a little exciting.