PS: It's going to be a midterm exam in the past two days, and it's hard to come up with a double more benefit

Zhang Cheng leaned against the bed crossbow of the warship, the bed crossbow next to him could still be used, but there were no iron arrows on the entire warship that could be used by the bed crossbow. The Mongol Tartar cavalry and foot soldiers were still shooting arrows at the ships on the shore, while the trebuchets on the other side were still roaring.

Of course, this is not without benefits, because the stone projectiles thrown by the trebuchet on the warship can also be collected by the soldiers of the Yingzhou Navy, whether it is used to break ice or thrown back on the trebuchet, it is still a good choice.

There were not many people on the warship who could move, Zhang Cheng himself was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and leg, and his personal guard was the last one left, standing next to him vigilantly looking at the shore not far away.

"The Tartar Rider is still there?" Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, without warships, it would be difficult for the Mongol Tatars to attack, and the attack strength of their trebuchets was obviously getting slower and slower, and it was estimated that the stone bullets they brought were no longer enough.

However, the once huge Yingzhou Naval Division is now only two or three scarred building ships remaining, and the purpose of the Mongolian Tatars has been achieved. The Yingzhou Navy Division was almost completely annihilated.

But the guard did not speak, and after a moment he slammed the side of the ship, and shouted in a voice of irrepressible joy: "Look, look, general! It is the banner of the Tianwu Army, it is General Yang of the Chinese Army, and our reinforcements have entered the camp! ”

"Reinforcements have arrived, Yang Bao?" Zhang Cheng was stunned, and barely stood up with the bed crossbow.

The Mongol infantry on the river beach who were originally shooting at the Song warships were in a panic at this time, and the Song infantry of the brigade crossed the dilapidated wall, chasing and killing the Mongol soldiers fleeing in all directions. And the dense arrows covered the entire river beach in a few moments!

One red flag after another danced in the wind, and the Song soldiers of the brigade covered up and killed. If the prancing horse is not Yang Bao, who can it be?

"On the other side, reinforcements on the other side!" Behind him, there was the sound of Sergeant Song crying with joy, Zhang Cheng turned back in surprise, the north shore was also a red flag!

"Wang Jin, Yang Bao?" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, "These two guys came quite in time, but I didn't expect that one day a certain person would be rescued by the two of them together." I don't know if it's misfortune or luck. ”

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Mongolian trebuchet position on the north bank of the Han River.

Craftsmen come and go and direct the strong men who are wearing only a single coat and sweating profusely to carry the stones back and forth. I have to say that the warships of the Song Army's naval divisions are indeed very tenacious, and they are still desperately fighting back, but the quality of the Southern Song Dynasty bed crossbow and the Shenjian crossbow that Mongolia has tried to imitate several times is far from up to standard, resulting in the fact that the Song army's warships can only be bombarded by a long-range weapon such as a trebuchet.

Perhaps the Song warship was already scarred. It was difficult to hold on for too long, but correspondingly, there were fewer and fewer stones on the Mongolian side, so that the craftsmen had to temporarily command the strong men to brave the stones and arrows thrown by the Song army on the surrounding river beaches to find suitable stones. The beach is filled with either sand or really fine stones, and throwing out such stones is almost like tickling. And those larger stones can't fit in the net pocket of the trebuchet.

(Author's note: In the early stage of the Battle of Xiangyang, the Mongol side had to use two methods: besieging the city and using trebuchets because it was difficult to imitate the Song army's bow and crossbow in a short period of time, and the trebuchets of this era were used to hold stones the size of fists in net pockets, so most of them were used to hurt people, rather than hitting the city, resulting in the Mongol army of 150,000 people, but it was difficult to do anything about the strong Xiangyang and Fancheng. The situation did not improve until the appearance of the large trebuchet - the return cannon in the later part of the Battle of Xiangyang)

A craftsman let the sweat on his head freeze, standing on the river beach and jumping to his feet in a hurry, these damn southern barbarians will really find a place to set up camp, here it is even more difficult to find a suitable stone on the river beach than to ascend to the sky, and it is even better to pick up those stones thrown back by the Song army.

The arrows flew past the craftsman's cheek, which made him really startled, but when he subconsciously turned around and wanted to hide in the distance, he was completely stunned by the scene behind him. The black oppressive Song army, the red flag fluttering!

"Southern Barbarian!" I don't know who spoke first and roared.

The entire position was in complete chaos after a few moments. Everyone knows that there are only a very small number of Mongol cavalry and some soldiers with only swords and shields. So many Song troops came to kill, and they surrendered and died in battle, there was no other choice!

Many Ding Zhuang subconsciously picked up simple weapons such as wooden sticks and wanted to rush up to resist them, but they were knocked to the ground by the rushing arrows.

"A thousand people left. A thousand people on the right side, and the rest of the people, break through with a certain middle! Wang Jin, who rushed to the front, slashed over a scrambled Mongolian soldier, "Brothers, kill!" ”

The five thousand lightly armored soldiers are like hungry wolves rushing into the flock, showing their bloodthirsty and murderous side without hesitation. One by one, trebuchets were discarded at will by the Mongol soldiers. These Mongolian foot soldiers, who didn't even have spears and crossbows, had already collapsed, and Ding Zhuang, who was armed with rudimentary weapons such as wooden sticks, almost subconsciously fell to their knees when they saw the Song soldiers getting closer and closer.

And the Mongolian cavalry covering in the distance didn't even have the courage to rush up to stop the Song army, which was already red-eyed and crazy.

"Kill!" Countless Song Jun'ers roared along the river beach.

The ships of their own sailors on the Han River, which were still barely fighting back, had completely angered them, and these damned Mongol Tartars had to pay the price in blood!

Wang Jin kicked over a Mongolian soldier who fell to the ground and begged for mercy, and breathed a long sigh of relief, this time he finally made the right bet. Although Wang Jin said that Wang Jin was arrogant when he was separated from Tang Zhen, in fact, he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

These 5,000 lightly armored soldiers marched forward with light troops, and if there was a Mongol army in front of them, it would be no different from sending them to death.

Fortunately, there was a busy group of Mongol foot soldiers and a phalanx of Mongol trebuchets with little foot protection.

And the Mongolian thousand-man team that had been closely following Wang Jin's five thousand erlangs obviously did not expect Wang Jin to be so bold to kill his own position, nor did he have the courage to attack the Song army, which was all lightly armored foot soldiers, but still had many crossbowmen.

Wang Jin led 5,000 light troops to march quickly, which was a bet, and the Mongols sent the vast majority of their foot cavalry to the south bank of the Han River to attack the camp.

It's a pity that now one bet wins, and the other loses.

The red flag fluttered in the wind, and the five thousand lightly armored foot soldiers chopping melons and vegetables drove away the panicked Mongolian foot soldiers and those craftsmen who controlled the trebuchet, and even turned the trebuchet around. Throwing stones at the Mongol cavalry in the distance, who was neither advancing nor retreating.

As if sensing that everything was irretrievable, the Mongolian team of 1,000 people disappeared from view with some unwillingness. And the Mongolian sentinels that had been surrounding them disappeared without a trace after a while.

Why is the Mongolian Tartar not normal today, it stands to reason that he made such a big move on the north shore. There's got to be a reaction, right? Wang Jin kicked the trebuchet in front of him in some surprise, but the fact was that the Mongol sentry and cavalry ran faster than anyone else.

It's weird and weird.

"South Bank, General, look at South Bank!" A sharp-eyed soldier suddenly shouted excitedly.

Wang Jin looked back in surprise, and the south bank of the Han River was also fluttering red flags and killing sounds. The Song sergeants of the brigade chased the dead and chased the north, which was really vigorous. And although separated by Han water. Yang Bao's not small flag is still faintly visible.

"General Yang is not bad." Wang Jin breathed a sigh of relief, but what kind of conspiracy and tricks were the Mongol Tatars going to come up with, it turned out that the main infantry they sent to the south of the Han River had also been defeated by the Tianwu army.

And even a rout.

"The first victory," Wang Jin couldn't help but mutter, looking at the Yingzhou Navy warship floating in the Han River, "Although it was a miserable victory, it was a victory after all." ”

The first battle of the new year is off to a good start, which is really a good sign!

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The battle of Yingzhou was won after all.

The left wing of the Tianwu army and the central army arrived on the north and south banks of the Han River in turn. It's just that for the sake of safety, the left wing of the Tianwu Army moved to the south shore on the ice downstream. After all, if 15,000 infantry soldiers were camped alone on the north bank, once the Mongol Tatars attacked and blocked the Han River ice with cavalry, it would be difficult for the Song army on the south bank to rush over to support.

Outside the originally dilapidated and most of the camps that have been burned clean, the left wing of the Tianwu Army, the Chinese army and the Ezhou garrison soldiers set up three camps respectively, the left wing with the least loss is on the north side facing Xiangyang, and the Chinese army is on the west side, and the Ezhou garrison soldiers who have proved that their combat effectiveness is quite low, it is naturally better to stay on the south side facing Ezhou safely.

This way everyone can rest assured.

The last few ships of the Yingzhou Navy Division slowly approached the dock. Counting the wounded soldiers, there were less than 200 people left on board.

In this vast wasteland. The Yingzhou Sailors, who once exceeded 10,000 people at their peak, and even after the last heavy loss, there were still six or seven thousand people, but they actually existed in name only. The remaining 200 people and a few scarred warships were already difficult to give the Yingzhou Navy Division an independent status in the Song army system.

Of course, that's all for later. The top priority was to gather the army and the Mongol surrenders, as well as the spoils that had scattered the north and south banks of the Han River.

In fact, the casualties of the Tianwu army were not much, the left wing was almost unscathed, and the Chinese army only had about 1,000 casualties in the assault, but the soldiers stationed in Ezhou suffered heavy casualties, and the original 20,000 people went north. Now there were only 12,300,000, and almost half of them fell in this wasteland. Counting the Yingzhou Naval Division, the casualties of the Song army were about 15,000.

And the Mongolian infantry cavalry almost left more than 10,000 corpses inside and outside the camp, and more importantly, there were seven or eight thousand prisoners, most of these prisoners were Mongolian Han foot soldiers, even the captured Mongolian cavalry, most of them were seriously injured, but they really didn't see the unscathed Mongolian cavalry.

For this powerful cavalry, in fact, they are many generals of the Song army who fought with it for the first time, and at this time, when they recall the danger just now, they also have palpitations. But fortunately, the Mongolian Han foot soldiers are obviously not even comparable to the Song army.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, afraid of pig-like teammates, the Mongolian cavalry lost this time, not because of its strength, but more importantly, the Mongolian Han infantry was easily defeated by the Song army, resulting in the Mongolian cavalry after losing speed, there was not even a room for a rotation buffer, and they were surrounded and suppressed by the Song army's spearmen and crossbowmen.

What's even more speechless is that the Mongolian cavalry who were covered by the Mongolian Han infantry were just about to draw their bows and arrows, but unexpectedly, the infantry in front of them suddenly collapsed, not only rushing their formation to pieces, but also closely chasing these defeated soldiers of their own home, it was the boundless Song soldiers, causing most of the Mongolian cavalry to have no time to throw down their bows and arrows. was poked out of the hole by a few spears.

In the final analysis, the reason why Mongolia lost this time was because the Mongolian generals did not take the troops stationed in Ezhou and even the Tianwu army to heart, so they did not expect the two Song armies to arrive so quickly. thus rushing to the battle; Second, because the Mongolian Han infantry soldiers were mainly surrendered troops of the Shandong rebellion, and they may have some skills to kill the enemy in battle, but in the face of the fierce and vicious Tianwu army, they gave full play to their ability to smear oil on the soles of their feet.

The Mongol defeat was multifaceted, or it began at the moment when Ye Yingwu decided to press the entire Tianwu army. In this short and fierce battle, it was already doomed that the Mongolian infantry cavalry who was not well prepared and only won the defeat of the Yingzhou Navy Division was caught off guard and had to face defeat.

Attacking a group of Song troops who had just left the battlefield and screaming for a few days, they had no chance of winning.

Fan Tianshun was hit by an arrow in the back, and a stone was smashed on his forehead, although the blood was barely stopped, but he was still in a coma, and he had been transferred to the cockpit of the building ship, and at this time he was carefully carried back to the Chinese army's big tent.

The generals of the various departments gathered one after another, looking at the Jinghu Water Division who was carried by this soldier to the back tent to rest, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn his head. And Yang Bao and Wang Jin had a murderous look on their faces before, but at this time, they both involuntarily stood up straight.

Wang Lixin stood silently on the side, without saying a word.

As if feeling the gaze of his eyes, Fan Tianshun, who had been unconscious, finally opened his eyes slowly, because of excessive blood loss, his lips were already white and even purple. Zhang Cheng hurriedly limped forward, and the rest of the people surrounded him one after another.

"How is the Yingzhou Sailor ・・・・・・?" Fan Tianshun's voice was so low that he could barely hear it.

Zhang Cheng was speechless, and Yang Bao and the others were gloomy. In the end, Yang Bao, who was the oldest among the generals of the Tianwu Army and had a friendship with Fan Tianshun in Suizhou, said softly: "Fan Dutong, Yingzhou Sailor, and two hundred soldiers and three warships. It's some kind of incompetence. It's too late to come to the rescue, so many good men are buried in their bones・・・・・・"

Fan Tianshun didn't feel as sad as he imagined, just slowly closed his eyes and sighed faintly: "I don't blame you, the generals are already very grateful for coming to help." If I want to blame you, then Fan Tianshun has become・・・・・・ cough cough ・・・・・・ become! ”

A cough brought out wisps of blood, and the Yingzhou sailor soldier who carried him finally couldn't help but burst into tears. This is their capital, whether it is Fan Tianshun who buried the Yingzhou Sailor or not, he is leading the brothers to hold on, and finally retains the last trace of fire.

Zhang Cheng gently patted Fan Tianshun's shoulder, and Wang Jin said softly: "There is no need to be like this, today's Yingzhou sailor would rather die than give in, and he should be a role model for us here." The capital only needs to recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind, and there is a certain and a general here, and it will be fine. ”

Fan Tianshun didn't answer, just waved his hand slightly, and the Yingzhou sailor who couldn't wait hurriedly carried him to the back.

Seeing Fan Tianshun leave, Wang Jin shook his head and looked at Zhang Cheng: "Chengzi, you kid is really blessed this time." ”

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, six or seven thousand erlangs, hundreds of large and small warships, and in the end, there were only more than two hundred people and two building ships left, such a tragic battle, he actually survived well, and God blessed.

"Now is not the time to catch up," Yang Bao said softly, "and it is imperative to decide where we should go next." ”

It's just that as soon as Yang Bao's voice fell, a commander of the Ezhou garrison said coldly: "How can General Yang talk is neither big nor small, we appease Wang Xianggong is still here, whether it is the distribution of the spoils of this battle, or what should be the next step, shouldn't you follow Wang Xianggong's orders, General Yang must not forget the distinction between upper and lower ranks." ”

Wang Lixin was stunned, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly, although he was the pacification envoy of Hunan and the governor of Ezhou, even if Ye Yingwu came, he had to respect this Shangguan, and his subordinates wanted to get a little cheap in the distribution of victories, so as to push themselves up, which is also understandable, and it can even be said to be reasonable.

But the problem is that if this battle is not for the Tianwu army, the troops stationed in Ezhou are afraid that they will collapse, not to mention the spoils of war, and it is already thankful that they can run back to Ezhou!

With such a record, the soldiers stationed in Ezhou want to come up and grab credit by virtue of their official positions, can the Tianwu Army agree?

Sure enough, Yang Bao and Zhang Cheng were able to maintain restraint, and Wang Jin couldn't help but snort softly. (To be continued.) )