Three, three, six, blood, Xi Shen Wei 1

I didn't listen very carefully, and kept nodding my head.

"The third is to expand the territory. Since I Fu Yuwei seized fifty miles of land west of the Tonghe River from the Nuergan Governorate in the First World War ten years ago, the territory has not advanced an inch, but this time it is a great opportunity to expand the territory! As long as you do this, the prestige of the Duoyan Sanwei will surely flourish at times. ”

His words moved Ha Li, and the Great Khan of Fu Yuwei suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Just according to what Mr. Liang said!" Take off the flowers, pass on the order, and before the first rays of morning light rise tomorrow morning, the 10,000th and 20,000th households will be assembled! ”

"Yes, Great Khan!" A stout man stood up in response, his eyes flashing with excitement and bloodthirsty light.

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On July 18, the 51st year of Zhengde, Lian Zining finally led Wu Yi's army to leave the big city of Zhubang and all the staff went north.

At this time, the Ming Northern Expeditionary Army outside Xishenwei had already begun to move.

When the morning sun was slightly dewed, and the sky was still white, the camp of the Daming Northern Expeditionary Army five miles south of the Xishen Acropolis had already sounded a desolate and gloomy horn.

What is the concept of an army of 200,000? In this era, it is almost equivalent to the size of the population of two counties, with tens of thousands of people, let alone an army of 200,000. The camp set up by the Northern Expeditionary Army outside the Xishen Acropolis stretched for more than ten miles, and it seemed to be larger than the Xishen Acropolis on the opposite side, and the continuous tents seemed to reach the horizon, with strong fights, fences, and a trench five feet deep and one zhang wide dug outside.

With the sound of the whining horn, the entire camp of the Northern Expeditionary Army came to life.

The soldiers began to put on their clothes and armor in an orderly manner, ate meals, and then under the leadership of their respective officers, they left the camp and assembled into a phalanx, with an army of 200,000 soldiers.

Xu Pengju did not wear armor, but wore the regular clothes of the grandfather of the country, he looked quite handsome, and he looked like a young and powerful person, and he had a suave taste. He was surrounded by a group of generals and boarded a chariot with a five-foot height built on it, with a radius of several zhang and a dozen horses, and the chariot was slowly driven by the chariot and slowly came to the front of the battle.

The chariot was extremely luxurious, made of fine sandalwood, and the closer you were, you could smell the unique fragrance. It was carved with gold and silver and made various patterns, and the railing was also cast in silver and then hollowed out. The horses pulling the cart are also pure white in color, tall and handsome, and the bridles and reins of the war horses are all made of gold and silver wires.

This chariot was specially built by Grandpa Wei before he set out on the expedition, and it is said that it cost 50,000 taels of silver!

Every time the eyes of the surrounding soldiers fell on this extravagant chariot, a flash of indifference and contempt flashed in their eyes.

Xu Peng beckoned, and the soldiers behind him handed over a clairvoyant mirror, through which everything on the Xishen Acropolis came into his eyes.

The Xishen Acropolis is not very tall, only about four or five miles in circumference, a square city, but it is very tall and steep.

Xishenwei is located in the northeast corner of the entire Nuergan Governorate, that is, the northeast corner of the entire Ming Dynasty, the north of Xishenwei is only a few hundred meters away is the Songhua River, and a few hundred meters away to the east, is the Azov River, that is, the Ussuri River in later generations, it is just located on a narrow angle between the two rivers. This is also the northernmost point of the entire Ming Dynasty, the closest place to the three surnamed Jurchens, and is the bridgehead of the entire Ming Dynasty to resist the Jurchens, so the city wall is naturally built very strong - the city walls here are all built with the big bluestone in the nearby mountains, which are fifteen meters high, the base is eighteen meters thick, and the thickness of the top is also about twelve meters, which can accommodate five horses in parallel.

On the city wall, the female wall disc mouth and so on are readily available. On the south and west sides of the city wall, an arc-shaped ditch was also built, connecting the Songhua River and the Asu River, forming a moat.

The entire Xishen Acropolis Pool, facing water on all sides, is tall and steep, and the attack and defense are integrated, which can be described as easy to defend and difficult to attack.

There are only garrisons in Xishenwei, there are no people, it is an out-and-out military fortress, and the governor of Nuergan spent a lot of effort in order to build this fortress-like city, but he did not expect that today's Ming army will have to face the fortified city established by his own people.

Xu Pengju's brows couldn't help frowning, although his military talent was not very good, but he also saw clearly, such a city, if you want to fight it, the price must be extremely heavy.

But the problem is that if Xishenwei is not defeated, and the Songhua River is crossed north, Xishenwei will be like a stinger, pierced in the back of the Northern Expeditionary Army. And the more serious consequence is that once the Northern Expeditionary Army crosses the Songhua River, the Jurchen army in Xishenwei can attack from behind the Ming army.

Therefore, Xi Shenwei must be defeated.

The only thing that made Xu Pengju quite happy was that the banner of the Jurchen army at the head of the city looked weak, and the soldiers were not very many, and the number of defenders in the city was not much, so the morale was even worse.

Xu Pengju's military talent is quite mediocre, and he has gone through the military books he has read in his mind, and he has not found a ready-made case that can be copied, so he is a little annoyed and angry in his heart, but his face is silent, and he will not ask others what they have to do.

Coincidentally, when Xu Peng was holding a claircase to observe the head of the Xishen Acropolis, behind the mouth of the Xishen Guard's city wall, a young man wearing heavy iron armor and a red coat was also holding a clairnel to observe the situation of the Ming army opposite.

He was young, looking to be in his twenties, with a short beard on his upper lip and chin, and a rather calm and well-trained look.

This young man was one of the most outstanding young men of the Yehnara tribe, and Amin, who became the Three Greats of the Jianzhou along with Elekze, Zilharang, and became the Three Greats of the State. He is the nephew of the general of the expedition to the south, Yehenala Fortitude, his background can be said to be Xuanhe, he has shown his military talent since he was a child, and when he was only fifteen years old, he was named Deputy Wanhu by Yehenara Fortitude. This time, the Jurchen battle to conquer the south was fully responsible for him, Erle Heze, and Zilharang.

Among the three, Zilharang is full of wisdom, insidious and vicious, Erle and Ze are brave and good at fighting, and they must take the lead in every battle and be invincible, while Amin is calm and heavy, and he can take the idea when he is in danger.

The combination of the three of them can be called perfect, leading the army of Yehenara to drive all the way in, invincible, and conquering everything, before the Ming Dynasty could react, it was hundreds of miles to the south! The prestige of the three of them almost overnight resounded throughout the four countries outside the Guanwai. (.la no pop-up ads)

And since the Ming Army's Northern Expeditionary Army counterattacked, Amin's performance can only be described in two words - clumsy. lost the city and land, lost the armor, fled all the way, and finally escaped to Xishenwei.

There is no longer a place to run. Behind him is the Songhua River, which is the territory of the Jurchens, and Amin must lead his men to fight against the water!

Through the clairvoyant mirror, the array of the Ming army on the opposite side allowed him to see clearly. Seeing the solemn formation, the countless armies, his brows furrowed deeply, but when his eyes swept to the large chariot in front of the formation, and the person who was surrounded by everyone above, his frown was stretched, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He put down the clairvoyant mirror and whispered to himself: "Whether I win or lose the Jurchen Jianzhou this time, it will all fall on you!" If we win this battle, then before I established the Jurchens, there will be no obstacles, and from now on, we can expand the land to the south and vigorously develop, if we lose, ......"

There was a hint of gloom on his face, but he told himself not to think about it anymore.

The sound of footsteps behind him sounded, and a deputy Wanhu Jurchen general came to the head of the city, clenched his fists and said, "Lord Amin, the things you ordered have been prepared. All the houses in the city have been demolished, and the boulders, large logs, boiling oil, gold juice, and other things have been prepared. ”

Although he spoke very respectfully, the eyes that looked at Amin were full of contempt and indignation.

Amin turned a blind eye and said, "Let the soldiers of the first team come up, prepare to meet the enemy, and tell the soldiers of the second team and the third team to rest well." Place both the feather arrows and the large bow that is ready to be replaced, ready to be replaced. ”

"Yes!" The deputy Wanhu bluntly agreed, turned around and left.

As soon as he left, a large man with a full beard and an extremely tall figure walked out of the tower, he was more than two meters tall, and his width was almost the same as his height, and he looked like a huge wooden stake, and he looked extremely strong and powerful.

He stared at the departing deputy Wanhu and said angrily, "Amin, why didn't you tell them?" Let these look down on us so much! ”

Amin sighed and said in a deep voice: "Erle and Ze, you don't know how huge the relationship between this battle is, if you win, we will be able to go to the territory of the rich Han people." If we lose, our Jianzhou Jurchen vitality will be greatly damaged, let alone the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that it will be swallowed up by those two surnames immediately! Secrets must never be divulged, lest there be any mistakes. ”

Erle and Ze lowered their heads and said in a muffled voice: "I also know that this matter is very important, but I am very angry in my heart. ”

Amin smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, you won't have to hold it back soon." Erle and Ze, you go and come up with your big axemen, eat and drink for a while, and then lie in ambush in this tower, and if there is a situation in any part of the city wall, you will immediately bring someone to make up for it! ”

"Yes!" As soon as Erle and Ze heard that there was a battle to fight, they immediately puffed up their chests and happily responded.

Xu Pengju put down the clairvoyant mirror and said, "Jia Henian? ”

"The last general!" A middle-aged general in his forties came out of the column, he was still a little limping, a few days ago he was ordered by Xu Pengju to be punished with ten military sticks, and the executions were all the personal soldiers brought by Xu Pengju, the son of the Duke of Wei, and the arrogant and accustomed character, where would he put him, the commander of the third grade, a mere one-size-fits-all? Therefore, the ten armies were beaten very hard, and there is no good way to do it now.

Xu Pengju glanced at him coldly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said expressionlessly: "Your Jinwu avant-garde, responsible for filling the soil with sacks and filling the moat!" Ben Shuai gives you half an hour, if you can't fill the moat, military law will do it! ”

"Dashuai, this?" Jia Henian raised his head suddenly, with an angry look on his face.

The other generals also showed dissatisfaction and disdain, and the moat was not far in front of the city, completely covered by the range of feather arrows and crossbows on the city wall, so filling the moat was an extremely cruel task at all, and the losses of the troops who took on such a figure must have been extremely heavy.

According to the conventions, this kind of character, which does not require high combat effectiveness and only needs a number of people, should be borne by the army with the worst combat effectiveness in the troop sequence, according to some tacit conventions. In any case, it will not be the turn of Jinwu avant-garde, the elite of the Beijing army, who can compete in the top three in all the sequences of the Northern Expeditionary Army!

For example, those inland health centers.

Everyone's hearts are bright, this is clearly Xu Pengju's revenge for Jia Henian's confrontation with him on that day!

As the commander of the first army, his strength is indeed so narrow, not only is his strength narrow, but also to retaliate on the battlefield is simply disregarding the overall situation! This kind of behavior can already be described as despicable.

A general couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Marshal, in the previous battles, the Jinwu avant-garde were all the pioneers, and the losses were quite heavy, in this battle, why don't you change the army?" ”

Xu Pengju glanced at the person who spoke, but saw that it was Wan Shicheng, the commander of the avant-garde of the government army, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, he knew that these two people were both commanders of the Jingwei capital, and they had always had a good relationship, but you didn't expect that Wan Shicheng could contradict himself for Jia Henian.

Contradict yourself in public!

He glanced at all the generals, took in their expressions, and said fiercely in his heart, you all look down on me, don't you? I'll let you know how good I am!

He sneered: "Okay, since Commander Wan feels that a Jinwu avant-garde is weak, then take your government army avant-garde with you!" ”

"Dashuai!" Wan Shicheng was just about to say something but was interrupted by Xu Pengju, Xu Pengju smiled faintly: "Commander Wan, just half an hour, from now on." ”

Seeing that Wan Shicheng and the two still didn't understand, he raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "What, is Lord Wan going to resist the order before the battle?" ”

Wan Shicheng and the two trembled in their hearts, knowing that if they continued to talk about it, with the character of this handsome, they were afraid that they would really kill someone, so the two had to kneel down to receive the order.

Xu Pengju sneered and glanced at the generals, seeing that everyone didn't dare to say any more, he was even more proud.

After a while, a large number of soldiers came out of the queue of the avant-garde of the government army and the avant-garde of Jinwu, and the number was extremely large, like ants, carrying sacks in their hands and running in the direction of Xishenwei.

About 200 meters south of Xishenwei is the moat, and about three miles south of the moat, it is the large array of the Ming army.

The avant-garde of the government and the avant-garde of the Jingo were worthy of being elite and well-organized, and they ran to a place less than two miles from the moat, which was 1,200 meters from the city wall, which happened to be a limit of the range of the giant crossbows of this era.

They dug in situ to fill the sacks, and then carried the sacks on their backs in a scattered formation, and the whole person bent over, moving forward like shrimps, such a posture made the whole sack like a shield to protect their backs, effectively reducing the possibility of them being shot - in the real war, there are actually very few unlucky ghosts who are directly shot in the head by feather arrows, and most of them are shot in the chest and back and die.

Thousands of Ming soldiers of the vanguard of the government army and the vanguard of the Jingo rushed towards the moat with sacks on their shoulders.

Standing at the head of the Xishen Acropolis, looking at the Ming soldiers who rushed over like ants from a distance, all the generals of the Jurchens were a little stunned, and Erle and Ze were stunned: "These soldiers are all wearing cotton armor and plate armor, they must be the elite of the Ming army, but why do they come to do such a job of filling in the soil?" ”

Amin smiled slightly: "This is the credit of that master." ”

Before the generals could react to what was going on with that master, Amin's face turned grim and said in a deep voice: "Order, all bed crossbows, launch them immediately!" ”

"Yes, Lord Amin!"

At this time, the Ming army had already rushed to within a kilometer, and for the bed crossbow, this was already an effective strike range!

Xishenwei and other acropolises, are the Ming Dynasty on the south bank of the Songhua River to fight against the Jurchen front line, which stored a large number of clothes, armor, food, feather arrows, bows and crossbows and other things, after breaking through these cities, the original lack of armor of the Jurchen soldiers is now almost everyone wearing armor, it can be said that they are all thanks to the Ming Dynasty.

There are hundreds of bed crossbows on the city wall, all of which were found from the Xishen Acropolis, similar to large wooden beds, more than three meters wide and more than four meters long, all made of stout wooden nails. In the middle is a stout main shaft, two thigh-thick secondary shafts on both sides, from front to back, on which are fixed seven large bows more than one person long, the bowstrings are tightly broken, and the lower part is connected with complex brackets, and there are winch ropes and other things on both sides.

On the bow, there was a huge crossbow arrow, one and a half meters long, the arm was thick, and the whole body was black, obviously covered with iron, and the arrow was a round iron ball without a blade.

At Amin's order, the soldiers stirred the axles, and more than 100 bed crossbows jumped tightly on the string.

The next moment, a huge buzzing sound resounded throughout the battlefield, and countless thick crossbow arrows flew into the sky, forming a black cloud, because the arrows were iron balls, because of the weight of the arrows, these crossbow arrows took on a parabolic shape in the air, and fell heavily.

fell among the Ming soldiers.

The Ming soldiers had no way to avoid it, so they had to run forward desperately, and the only hope was not to be hit.

A Ming soldier was hit in the head by a big arrow, and his head was smashed into a mess on the spot, and the red and white ones splashed together several meters away, and his body fell to the ground, and his fingers seemed to twitch twice.

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