Chapter 301: Failure

Yes, it did help Zhang Shihua and them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Friends who live in Hubei must know that from ancient times to the present, Xiangyang City actually has two urban districts. An urban area is in the south of the Han River and the north of Xiangshui, called Xiangyang. The other urban area is in the north of the Han River, called Fancheng, and Xiangyang City across the river.

Both of these cities are historically famous ancient castles. The reason why Xiangyang City was able to hold out for six years under the siege of nearly 100,000 thousand Mongolian soldiers and horses was naturally inseparable from the unique geographical advantages brought by the two cities that were horns and facing each other across the river.

However, later, because the Yuan and Mongolian courts invented the siege weapon "Huihui Cannon", with the help of the power of Huihui Cannon, they smashed the walls of Fancheng, attacked Fancheng, and completely slaughtered Fancheng into ruins. ruined the unique geographical advantages of Xiangyang, and also made the soldiers and civilians of Xiangyang City lose the mind to continue to resist.

Otherwise, if you want to capture Xiangyang City, you don't know how long it will take.

And it is precisely since then, in the Youyuan generation, Xiangyang City has become a real lonely city standing in the south of the Han River. As for Fancheng and tens of thousands of Fancheng soldiers and civilians, they have completely disappeared into the anger of nearly 100,000 Mongolian soldiers and horses, and they have not been rebuilt so far.

Of course, this is not the only city that has been destroyed under the iron hooves of the Yuan and Mongolian courts. In the north of the Yellow River, in the land of the Jin State at that time, there were dozens of cities like Fancheng that had disappeared forever.

And this is actually the fundamental reason why in the Yuan generation, the people in the north did not revolt much.

Because at that time, almost all the north had been emptied, and there were not many people at all.

Just tell you the numbers, before the Yuan and Mongolia did not invade the Jin Kingdom, the official statistics of the people living in the north were more than 40 million. But when Yuan Meng conquered the Jin Kingdom, Nuoda went north, and the population plummeted to four million.

Yes, you read that right, it's four million, and there is really not one in ten. Even today, until the day when Zhang Shihua attacked Xiangyang City, the total population of the north is still less than 20 million. Compared with this kind of massacre that has not been able to recover for a hundred years, the later entry of the Eight Banners into the customs is nothing at all.

Okay, let's talk about this first, and then let's turn our eyes back to the battlefield in Xiangyang.

Because there was no city in the north of the Han River that could stop Zhang Shihua's attack on Xiangyang, after leading the troops south to the north bank of the Han River, Zhang Shihua couldn't help but take all the soldiers and horses under his command to garrison a ferry across the river from Xiangyang.

This ferry port is naturally the only ferry port in the vicinity, so on the south bank of the ferry, there are important sailors stationed with officers and soldiers. On the north shore, a small town has been formed because of the transportation and collection of goods.

Perhaps this town was built on the ruins of Fancheng, so this small town is also called Fanzhen.

Of course, at this time, Fancheng was completely empty. All the people in the town were evacuated to Xiangyang City on the south bank by the officers and soldiers.

Because of this, Zhang Shihua also unceremoniously occupied this town. And in front of all the officers and soldiers in Xiangyang City, he wantonly built a large number of buildings and rectified them. Of course, in addition to renovating this town into a barracks, this is also to cover Chen Xishan and them.

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Time flies, and hours pass quietly in the blink of an eye. Without the moon, the night curtain of reaching out without seeing the five fingers can't help but envelop the main land again.

And it was also at this time, in the northwest, a few miles away from Zhang Shihua's camp, in the upper area. Chen Xishan led 500 elite soldiers and horses and some small sampans for crossing the river, and couldn't help but gather here.

"Quick, this is the moment when the Tartars are most relaxed, hurry up and cross the river. Don't make any noise, this time as long as we can cross the river smoothly, then this matter is half the battle. Looking at the dark river in front of him, Chen Xishan arranged left and right so softly, and couldn't help but take the lead with dozens of people to get on the sampan, and rowed towards the opposite bank silently.

And with him as an example, the rest of the soldiers, who followed closely behind him Chen Xishan, quickly and carefully rowed to the opposite shore on the sampan.

Because there is no moon, the night is very dark tonight. Although it is not yet to the level of "reaching out and not seeing five fingers", the two are five steps apart, and the face of the person can no longer be seen. Therefore, on this wide river, Chen Xishan and the hundreds of people are simply inconspicuous.

But even so, at the front of the river-crossing team, Chen Xishan, who was willing to take the lead, was still extremely cautious.

After all, on the battlefield, night raids have always been a very dangerous thing. If you succeed, you can get miraculous results, but if you fail, you will definitely be hit hard. What's more, they are still crossing the river at this time to attack at night, if this fails, it is impossible for them to have reinforcements to support, and it will definitely be difficult to escape the end of the entire army.

So under such a heavy burden, Chen Xishan, who was stable when he wanted to come, couldn't help but cheer up this time.

"Very well, there is no fire on the other side or within a mile of the surrounding area, and it seems that there are no horses patrolling here in the Tartars." Chen Xishan, who had been silently observing the movements around him, couldn't help but think silently. Then, out of caution, he waved his hand and made a gesture to the person behind him. Let this soldier with excellent water nature go and help them explore the way first.

Night attack, can't make a sound. So when he saw the gesture, the soldier nicknamed Jiangli Yu just nodded silently, and then jumped into the river with a puff, swimming from the middle of the river to the opposite bank.

Xiangyang City is based on the Han River as a moat, so the surrounding section of the river has been widened, even the narrowest part, it is more than 100 steps wide. Therefore, in the face of such a wide river, it is impossible for anyone else to swim across the river except for people with excellent water quality.

But it can stop the army, but it can't stop someone with good water from swimming across the river.

No, that is, in a moment, the soldier, nicknamed Jiangli Yu, couldn't help but swim silently to the other side.

They are black-clad soldiers, and they naturally wear black uniforms when they attack at night. Of course, except for this river, the fish need to swim across the river to explore the way for the army, so they only put a cowhide light armor inside the military uniform. The rest of the black-clothed soldiers wore heavy armor such as scale armor or plate armor under their uniforms.

And then again, because they were wearing black military uniforms outside at this time, they were not conspicuous at all in this moonless night. Even if you walk in, you can only see a vague shadow.

Therefore, after swimming to the south bank without danger, and carefully and quickly reconnoitring the south bank. The fish in the river couldn't help but face Chen Xishan and them, and let out two owl calls.

"Coo~~" The owl's cry was not very loud, but in this silent night, Chen Xishan still heard it clearly.

"Good, everything is safe." Chen Xishan thought so in his heart, and then drew his sword and swung it, after the blade in his hand flashed a cold light in the dark night. The rest of the soldiers also came to the other side by boat quickly and quickly.

"Come, follow me. There's another reed bush here, let's hide it first. After coming to the other side without danger, Chen Xishan couldn't help but command so softly. He couldn't help but let his subordinates, and quickly hid the sampan boats in groups of three or five into the reeds.

"Very good, now all the elders of Shishi will show me to see if Zishi's brothers are not there, and whether they have fallen behind." After hiding the boat, Chen Xishan couldn't help but ask his subordinates to count the number of people again. Wait until you are sure that everyone is there, and there are no less than five hundred.

Chen Xishan waved his hand, and he couldn't help but take all the soldiers and horses towards the ferry where the officers and soldiers were stationed in the warships and sailors.

But what Chen Xishan didn't know was that. At this moment, in the center of the officer and soldier camp on the south bank, the commander of the officers and soldiers replied to the luxurious camp tent of Badulu.

Badulu, who has not rested for a long time, is also talking to his military advisor Song Yanjie.

"Yanjie, did you say that the black-clothed thief will come to attack at night tonight?" With a small dagger, he picked the lamp in front of him, so that the light of the candle burning became brighter. Dressed in armor and looking extremely majestic, he couldn't help but look at Song Yanjie, who was hiding most of his body in the dark, and asked.

"Marshal, don't dare to hide it from you, Marshal. His Majesty was not completely sure at this time, but judging from the thief chief Zhang Shihua's military tactics of aggression in the past, there should be a seventy percent possibility. Hearing the question of answering Badulu, Song Yanjie couldn't help but hurriedly repeat what he had already said once again.

Hearing this, Badulu nodded silently, clenched the saber at his waist, and didn't say anything.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The thief in black is coming, brothers, kill! After waiting silently in the big tent for nearly half an hour, a fierce shout of killing finally sounded outside the tent.

And hearing such a fierce shouting and killing, Badulu's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but want to get up from his seat while holding his sword. But at this time, Song Yanjie coughed lightly, but he couldn't help but stare at Badulu with unflustered eyes. Let the panicked answer Badulu sit majestically on his main seat.

"Marshal, everything is planned, the marshal can just sit quietly and wait at this time, there is no need to worry." Seeing that Badulu sat down again, Song Yanjie smiled slightly, shook the folding fan, and couldn't help but comfort him.

And Badulu listened to Song Yanjie's comforting words, and listened to the fierce shouting and killing sound faintly coming from outside the tent, and he couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Song Yanjie's impatience.

However, after all, he is also a long-time battle-hardened person, although the defeat in the past few days has made him a little afraid of the black-clothed army and Zhang Shihua. But after all, he was an old general who was used to seeing the world, so after calming down, he laughed, and couldn't help but pick up the wine jug on the table and poured two glasses of wine.

"Yanjie, come. Let's use the flesh and blood of the thief as a snack at this time, and have a good meal. As he spoke, calmed down, and felt that he had won the answer, Badulu couldn't help but pick up a glass of wine on the table and handed it to Song Yanjie under the account.

"Hehe, the marshal is heroic. In this way, the subordinates will also be disrespectful. As he spoke, Song Yanjie put away the folding fan, and couldn't help but bow his head and respectfully walked in front of Badulu, and took the wine glass handed by Badulu with both hands. And together with the loss of Badulu, he drank all the wine in the cup.

"Hahahaha, happy, happy!" After drinking a full glass of wine, Badulu couldn't help but feel three points of pride. After stroking his beard and smiling, he said "happy" twice, and then couldn't help but continue pouring wine.

But at this time, his son Polo finally walked into the big tent with bloodstains.

"Father, father, the five hundred thieves who attacked the camp at night are still all ambushed, and our army has won a complete victory!" Looking at the answer to Badulu, who was sitting on the main seat, Polo couldn't help but say so happily after entering the Chinese army's big tent.

When Badulu himself heard this, the joy on his face could not be concealed, and after putting down the wine glass in his hand heavily, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

"Hahahaha, good, good. In this battle, our army wiped out 500 thieves in one fell swoop, and made a good start, and the morale of the thieves must be greatly depressed! And our army is sitting on the danger of Hanshui, and there are elite sailors under it, our army will definitely win this battle! Saying this, Badulu couldn't help laughing again.

However, after answering the question of Badulu and laughing, Song Yanjie looked at Polo, but couldn't help asking: "Young marshal, besieging and killing the black-clothed thief, how is the damage to our army?" ”

"This ......" Hearing Song Yanjie's words, Polo's face stiffened with joy, and he looked at his father who was sitting in the main seat with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but bow his head and fall silent.

Seeing him like this, Badulu, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but put away the smile on his face, looked at his son with a majestic face and asked, "Say, how is the damage of our army?" ”

"Return, back to my father, tonight besieged the black-clothed thief, our army was damaged, and there were... Five hundred. As he spoke, Polo, whose face was full of shame, couldn't help but sink his head deeply.

"Okay, 3,000 people ambushed and killed 500 black-clothed thieves, and there were still such big casualties. This black-clothed thief is really not to be underestimated! As he spoke, Badulu, who had a somewhat heavy face, couldn't help but sigh deeply. His eyes were fixed on the burning candle in front of the table, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

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At the same time, on the north bank of the Han River, which was far away from the camp of officers and soldiers, Zhang Shihua, who was wearing armor and carrying 5,000 elite soldiers, did not rest, and had been waiting for Chen Xishan and their good news. Looking at the officers and soldiers on the other side of the bank who had been chaotic for a while and then quieted down, he couldn't help but sigh, waved his hand and said weakly: "Let the soldiers go to rest, Xishan and them, defeated." ”