Chapter 683: Nanyang's Battle Becomes a Swan Song (I)
Let the Mongolian Tartars hit their heads and bleed under the walls of this Xihui Town!
Listening to the only order given by Lou Yong, it was also a surprisingly crisp order, Sun Jun, Su Geli and the others all agreed with a bang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although Lou Yong didn't say much, he did hit their hearts. For these generals of the Jingjiang Army and the Dali Army, in addition to their own merits, who doesn't want to earn a mighty and domineering title for their main army?
The main armies of the Ming Dynasty, except for the Tianwu and Shence armies that followed Ye Yingwu at the beginning, and then the newly reorganized Jingjiang, Lianghuai and Jinghu armies all had only the title of the place of formation but did not have titles. According to the rules of the imperial court, at least the "mainstay" and "turning the tide" merits must be eligible to be rewarded by His Majesty personally.
Because all the main armies in the world want to have their own military numbers, this also makes the gift of military numbers become very important, and so far only the Sichuan and Shu Army has been renamed the Tianxiong Army, which is the only case. But the Sichuan and Shu army did fight fiercely, Chengdu offensive and defensive battles, the Sichuan and Shu army with a main force to resist the Mongolian Southern Expedition Army, from Fushui Pass, Mianzhu Pass to Chengdu Mansion, although step by step retreat, resistance, but every battle was shocked to cry ghosts and gods, especially the last Chengdu Mansion to defend to the death, the entire Chengdu Mansion was about to be razed to the ground, the Sichuan Shu Army almost emptied a table, such tenacity and tenacity so that the rest of the main army can not admire.
What's more important is that it is the Sichuan Shu army in Chengdu Mansion that does not want to defend to the death, so that the Ming Dynasty provides enough time for the Ming Dynasty's comprehensive counteroffensive on the rest of the front, it can be said that the Ming Dynasty was able to recover Heluo and push the front to Hebei in one fell swoop, which has a great relationship with the Sichuan Shu army, and the Sichuan Shu army did play the role of "mainstay" in that battle, so its change of military number is also convincing to everyone.
After that, no main army ever enjoyed this treatment, until after the Northern Expedition, the two Huai armies, as the main force of the Northern Expedition, made great achievements, and the proposal to change the military number was not put on the agenda, but because of the changes in the grassland, all these military exploits and military number changes could only be put on hold in advance.
So now when it comes to changing the military number, the generals Sun Jun and Su Gree are all hot chests, if the battle of Nanyang Xihui Town can be fought beautifully, then they will also have the glory of changing the military number.
And Di Meng, the commander of the first division, slowly looked sideways at Lou Yong, he had participated in the offensive and defensive battles of Chengdu Mansion, and he knew how tragic that battle was, and the general would bring up the matter of changing the military number at this time to boost morale, this is to turn Xihui Town into another Chengdu Mansion.
Di Meng knew very well that Xihui Town could never be compared with a strong city like Chengdu Mansion and an important town in Sichuan and Shu with a strong city and a fortress in ancient times, but he knew that the current Lou Yong and the current Nanyang defenders had no other choice. It is better to fight to the death with the Mongol Tatars in this place to fight for a chance of survival.
And this line of survival, in the final analysis, depends on another army that penetrates deep into the Ilkhanate.
"What are you thinking?" Lou Yong looked at Di Meng with a smile, interrupting Di Meng's contemplation, "Sun Jun and they have all gone down to arrange, the Mongolian Tartars have not attacked, and there is no one else here, you might as well talk to so." ā
"Ah, General, my subordinates are thinking about Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·" Di Meng hurriedly replied, but said no more, and his eyes slowly fell on the black and oppressive Mongol army in front of him.
Lou Yong was silent for a moment, then he knew his thoughts, and reached out and patted Di Meng's shoulder: "Don't worry, this battle is still certain." ā
Di Meng nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a whining horn sounded violently, and the Mongol cavalry assembled on the distant avenue began to move again, and a platoon of cavalry crossed the crowd and galloped directly in the direction of the city wall.
And the soldiers of the Ming army on the city wall slowly clenched the fire gun and the divine arm crossbow in their hands at the same time, watching the Mongolian hundred-man team get closer and closer, the smoke and dust were billowing out, and a big battle was about to break out in the entire Xihui Town.
"The cavalry of the Mongol Tartars took the lead in attacking the city without waiting for the infantry and large equipment to follow, which is really bold." Di Meng frowned slightly, obviously he was a little surprised by the Mongols' style of play, which was completely different from Gao Shupo. The Mongols should not be frivolous to this extent, when they attacked Gaoshupo before, they were all steady attacks with large equipment to open the way and foot soldiers to follow, how did they get to Xihui Town, which is obviously more difficult to deal with than Gaoshupo, and even did not hesitate to attack with cavalry as the vanguard?
"I'm in a hurry, the Mongolian Tartars are in a hurry." Lou Yong clenched the knife in his hand and pursed his lips, "This is not a good thing for us. ā
Di Meng was stunned for a moment: "The general means Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·"
"Now the backyard of the Ilkhanate, I'm afraid it's already on fire." Lou Yong chuckled.
Without waiting for his words to fall, Sun Jun, who was in charge of the command at the head of the city, had already waved the command flag, the sound of drums was deafening, and a row of arrows roared out, rushing towards the Mongolian hundred-man team that was getting closer and closer, and the Mongolian hundred-man team was not to be outdone, while riding forward quickly, while stretching the bow and arrows, the Mongols' cavalry and archery stood alone in the world, and arrows were shot out trickily.
There were screams in the city and under the city, and there were soldiers who were constantly shot and fell, but after all, the Mongolian cavalry under the city was only a hundred, and they soon lost more than half, and the remaining Mongolian cavalry did not fight at all.
Lou Yong nodded slightly, Sun Jun's command ability still made him quite appreciated. The Mongols sent this hundred-man team, obviously to test the reality of the defenders in the city, so Sun Jun simply came directly to a false and real move, and did not use more artillery on the city, but returned fire with bows and crossbows.
"This Xihui Town is still confident to hold on, and the rest Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·" Lou Yong slowly raised his head and looked to the west, "It's time to ask General Ma." ā
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The arrows pierced through the clouds, and a Mongolian cavalryman fell off his horse with a scream. The Ming cavalry who was surrounded by several Mongolian cavalry in the middle exhaled lightly, shook the lance in his hand, and quickly jumped out of the encirclement with a pull on the reins of the horse, and several arrows roared over, although they were all dodged by those Mongolian cavalry, but they were also unable to move forward for a while.
"Quick, gather the team, don't be scattered by the Mongolian Tartars!" Ma Yan roared, and blood splattered the old general's gray beard, making Ma Yan look murderous at this moment. And the guards behind him slapped their horses forward.
"Old general, the infantry brigade has rushed into the south gate, let's retreat in the direction of the south gate now!" A Ming soldier rushed straight over on horseback, "Now take advantage of the fact that the Mongolian Tartars have not rushed over, hurry up and retreat in the direction of the south gate!" ā
Ma Yan nodded, the Mongols came faster than he imagined, and the east and south gates, which had been forcibly blown open by the Ming cavalry with explosives packets, naturally became the focus of the Mongol army's breakthrough. However, because the infantry of the Ming army who were lagging behind rushed to the south gate in time to form a formation, the Mongolian cavalry directly chose to attack from the east gate, which was actually closer.
The Ming army in the city only had a total of 2,000 cavalry, and of course there was no resistance in the face of the surging Mongolian cavalry, and Ma Yan did not hesitate to give the order to retreat. In the city of Karbala, which is crisscrossed by streets and alleys, it is indeed not suitable for the Ming cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry to entangle.
The street battle was originally a huge flesh mill, and the Ming army, which was not superior in numbers, was certainly not suitable to entangle with the Mongol cavalry in this street and alley.
"Old General!" A Ming brigade commander rushed over quickly, followed by hundreds of Ming crossbowmen. Arrows rained down and roared away, and the Mongol cavalry that was rushing along the streets was caught off guard, and large swaths fell.
Ma Yan, who was chased all the way by these Mongolian cavalry, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you came in time. ā
"This Mongolian Tartar is really difficult to deal with," the brigade commander of the Ming army stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, "Old general, now the south gate is still in our hands, but the north gate and the east and west gates should have fallen into the hands of the Mongols." ā
"The Mongol Tatars are coming quickly, and there are a lot of people, but this should be all the troops that the Mongol Tatars can come up with." Ma Yan looked back at the street full of corpses, "Quick, send a team of crossbowmen and firecrackers, come with so-and-so!" ā
Several generals were stunned for a moment and looked at Ma Yan: "Old general? ā
Ma Yan said in a deep voice: "We are foot soldiers, and the Mongol Tatars are cavalry, although the strength of the two sides is comparable, but if we fight outside the city, we can say that there is no chance of victory, so the only way now is to take this Karbala city again!" There is only a dead end in the wilderness when you go out of the city, and now you turn your head and take down the whole city, and there is still a glimmer of life. ā
"This Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·Ā·" The generals subconsciously glanced at each other, obviously none of them thought of such a solution.
Ma Yan Huo Ran pulled out his saber and looked at the bloodstained face: "The old man is almost old, and he still has the determination to fight for this line of life, don't you have this courage and pride?" My Ming boy, would I be afraid of a group of Mongolian Tatars?! ā
The white-haired veteran pointed his sword at the blood-soaked street and corpses, and the generals around him, both foot soldiers and cavalry generals, looked at him in unison.
"I am willing to work hard with the old general!" A brigade commander took the lead and stepped forward with a smile, "Horizontal and vertical is death, the brothers have traveled thousands of miles, and they have no intention of going back alive!" ā
"It makes sense, we are stepping on the vicissitudes of the seas, isn't what we are doing is to use our blood to give a glimmer of life to the war in the South Seas? Now is the time! Several commanders and commanders also stepped forward.
Ma Yan nodded: "Brothers, kill the Tartars!" Zhang Quan, you lead people to guard the south gate, Li Bo, Sun Guangzhi, Li Changfeng, the three of you each bring the headquarters of the soldiers and horses, the soldiers are divided into three roads, to the east, west, and north three gates at the same time, remember that as long as you can use firearms and arrows to open the way along the way, you must not be polite to the Mongolian Tartars, now we can only have the entire city in our hands, can we have a place to stand! ā
After a pause, Ma Yan's eyes were blazing: "This is Karbala, not the previous Basra, not a place in the Ming Dynasty, we have no support from the people, nor the artillery support of the navy, we can only rely on ourselves, but I don't believe it, without the people, without the navy, we can't win this war!" ā
Several Ming army generals who were named stood up at the same time, and said loudly: "The last general will fight to the death, please rest assured that the old general!" ā
"Don't worry, old general, let's fight in the south and in the north, it's just some Mongolian Tatars, and we have killed a lot of Mongolian Tatars in Dali!" The rest of the generals also said in unison.
The Mongol cavalry once again came into view, countless cavalry came in a mighty way, and smoke and dust billowed from the entire street. And the soldiers of the Ming army, who had been chased like lost dogs before, did not continue to flee, and everyone looked at the enemy who was getting closer and closer.
The horse slowly raised his right hand, and rows of crossbowmen and firecrackers held their breath and stood in position, while there were also many crossbowmen and firecrackers in the surrounding houses aiming their weapons at the enemy.
"Put!" The old general's lips trembled slightly, and a word burst out from his lips, and in an instant, he fell heavily to the ground, rolling up countless winds, and his white beard seemed to be swept up by this roar. Countless arrows and iron bullets whizzed out from the side of the old general's body, wreaking havoc through the ranks of the Mongol cavalry ahead.
Without waiting for the wave of arrows and iron bullets to pass, a Ming brigade commander jumped out first, and pointed straight forward with a sword in his hand: "Brothers, kill!" ā
"Kill!" Crossbowmen and firecrackers reloaded separately on both sides, and the Ming soldiers roared angrily and rushed forward with layers of corpses. The corpses of men and horses were trampled on by them, and blood flowed through the streets.
Ma Yan exhaled softly, turned around and got on the horse: "Let's go, let's go kill the Tartar too!" ā
The guards agreed with a bang, and a large banner full of arrow holes with the word "horse" also fluttered proudly above the old general's head.
Throughout the city of Karbala, the killing has resumed.
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The roaring sound of cannons shattered the years of tranquility of the Tigris.
Villages, towns and docks along the shore are in a sea of fire, and if there's one way to describe hell in Buddhism, it's probably around the Tigris River.
When the Ming army attacked Karbala along the land route, and Karbala was locked in a bitter battle, the navy's warships easily went up the river and shelled the towns around the Tigris River. From Basra along the Arabian River north to the Tigris River, you can go directly to the newspaper, watching the land division on the shore, the navy naturally can not sit still, although the large treasure ships equipped by the navy can only sigh in the face of the inland waterway, but fortunately, the smaller shear clipper can still easily kill into the river.
Although the most suitable flat-bottomed gunboats for inland warfare are not available, even the use of clippers is enough to deal with the towns along the Tigris River, which only have the outline of a city.
As for the Ilkhanate's already small number of naval warships, there were even fewer in this inland river, and most of them were overwhelmed by the dense artillery fire of the Ming warships almost as soon as they took a look.
Without the naval warships to rely on, the trebuchets on the shore were huge and were overwhelmed by the Ming army's long-range artillery fire before they could play a blocking role, which also made the last reliance of the Ilkhanate also go up in smoke. The entire fertile valley on both sides of the Tigris and Euphrates rivers was ravaged by Ming naval warships, but the defenders on the shore were only able to hold their heads and scurry.
The main problem is that the capital of the Ilkhanate is reported to be in the middle reaches of the Tigris River, and once the Ming naval warships rush to the city and bombard, even if the Ming army will not really attack the city, the Ilkhanate will inevitably be swept away. Such an encounter may not be fatal for a single-ethnic country, but for a country like the Ilkhanate, where the Mongols of the ruling class already occupy a minority, it can be said that it is absolutely not allowed, and when the time comes, what will those Hui people in the second rank think of the Mongols who usually dominate their heads?
Therefore, compared with the land division's furious rush on the shore, the navy is more deadly. According to the plan prepared by Ma Yan and Zhang Gui, the main task of the land division, which could hardly play a lethal threat role, was to do everything possible to threaten the security of the report, and to attract the Mongol army to the southeast as much as possible, away from the most important Tigris River valley, so as to create an opportunity for the navy to "secretly display its warehouse".
The fires that are now raging on both sides of the Tigris undoubtedly show that this is a very successful strategic deployment.