Chapter 305: Jin Hu Tu Riding Across the River (Middle)
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Li Tingzhi stood on top of the city of Yangzhou, the spring rain was hazy, blocking his vision, making him unable to see what kind of scene was inside and outside the city.
The sentinels kept coming and going, and the Mongolian Tartars had not yet been revealed, and the news sent from Huaixi was also that the Mongolian Tartars were still standing still in King Kongtai. However, in the past few days, because of the hasty collection of defeated troops, all the departments of the Huai army have not had time to release the sentry cavalry, so that it is not until today that Li Tingzhi can free up his hands to arrange the sentry cavalry to carefully explore the wind and grass in the area from Liuhe to Tianchang.
It's just that the weather is not beautiful, and the spring rain has been continuous in the past few days, and even the transfer of grain and grass equipment is difficult, not to mention finding the trace of Mongolian Tartar.
"Pacify, the town navy has crossed the river in Guazhou." A conductor came quickly and threw his hand at Li Tingzhi.
Li Tingzhi was silent for a moment, waved his hand to make him stand back, and then looked up to the south. Ye Yingwu, you finally can't help it.
In fact, Xia Gui and Li Tingzhi knew very well in their hearts that the Huai army was not unjustly defeated in the first battle of Jingangtai, after all, a 10,000-strong Mongolian Tartar team attacked condescendingly from the hillside, and there were trebuchets on both sides desperately suppressed, and the Huai army was surrounded on three sides, and it was impossible not to be defeated.
After all, facing the cavalry rushing down from the mountain with foot soldiers is like letting ants resist elephants, even if there are more ants, it has no effect. This is what it feels like to be a mantis arm as a car.
I'm afraid that even if it is replaced by the Tianwu Army, to face such an enemy, it will have to lose its troops, but Li Tingzhi has to admit that according to the past achievements of the Tianwu Army, it will definitely be more tenacious than the Huai Army, and Boyan is not so easy to get benefits.
In the end, the Huai Army is different from the Tianwu Army, but Li Tingzhi has never figured out what the difference is, is it because the Huai Army is large in number and mixed, or because of insufficient training in peacetime? Li Tingzhi also faintly heard of Ye Yingwu's method of training the Tianwu Army, for the Tianwu Army's almost devilish and purgatory method, Li Tingzhi asked himself if he couldn't do it, but the Huai Army was more numerous than the Tianwu Army, and there were more corresponding bows and crossbows and other sharp weapons.
What's more important is that these Mongolian soldiers faced by the Huai army, whether they were foot cavalry, were actually second-line teams that were originally used to defend the place, and there was a big gap between them and the main elite of Kublai Khan, who was facing the Tianwu army in Xiangyang.
However, Rao is like this, in Jingangtai, the Huai army is still defeated, not to mention more than half of the lost divisions, and now the Huai soldiers look like frosted eggplants one by one.
There must be something wrong that makes the Huai Army and the Tianwu Army vastly different. It seems that he needs to get to know this legendary Ye Envoy for a while, but thinking that Ye Yingwu is now the Privy Council Envoy and the ambassador of the Yangtze River system, Li Tingzhi feels awkward.
Just when Li Tingzhi was hesitating, a sentry rushed into the city in a hurry, ran to the city gate in three steps and two steps, gasping for breath, and almost knocked Li Tingzhi head-on: "Pacify, enlighten and appease, the big thing is not good, the Mongolian Tartars are cheating, their camp in Jingangtai is empty!" β
"What?!" Li Tingzhi was stunned, and his face changed.
The camp is empty, where are the 30,000 or 40,000 Mongolian foot riders?
"And then, make it clear, and then!" Li Tingzhi had never felt so panicked in his heart, even if he retreated from the defeat of King Kong Terrace, he was not so panicked.
What is the situation of the Huai army now, Li Tingzhi knows it well, from Huaixi all the way to Huaidong, it is really sad all over the wilderness, as long as the Mongolian infantry is ruthless, it is estimated that even the Yangzhou city under his feet is not very stable! Therefore, Li Tingzhi must know where the Mongol Tatars went, so many people could not retreat north after the great victory, nor could they disappear from the world, only possible to advance to a certain place in Lianghuai.
In particular, Li Tingzhi had an ominous premonition that the Mongolian Tatars were coming towards Yangzhou. Because Li Tingzhi knew very well that the Huai army that withdrew to Huaidong was different from the Huai army in Huaixi, after all, the soldiers under Xia Gui's command knew that they were facing the Mongolian Tartars, so they were able to cheer up, but the Huai troops near Yangzhou had already relaxed because they thought that the Mongolian Tartars were far away from them.
This is also why, after the various units of the Huai Army were gathered, Li Tingzhi immediately sent sentinels to the corridor from Liuhe to Tianchang. If Boyan wants to outflank Yangzhou, he must pass from here.
However, now it seems that he is obviously one step late, and the Mongol Tatars have already approached this area, so the sentinels sent out did not respond, and the sentinels of the Huai army west of Tianchang and Liuhe found nothing.
It seems that he has to meet Ye Yingwu for a while, Li Tingzhi looked at the raindrops falling under the eaves, and sighed softly, people are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads, at this time, it is okay for the Huai army to flee for their lives, and if they want to pull them up and fight fiercely with the Mongolian Tatars, it is unavoidably wishful thinking.
The only thing that can be relied on is Ye Yingwu's town navy, and Li Tingzhi can vaguely guess what kind of conditions Ye Yingwu will propose, as the envoy of the Privy Council of the Great Song Dynasty and the ambassador of the Yangtze River, Ye Yingwu has enough qualifications to command the Huai army, and Li Tingzhi can't say a word.
It's just that to Li Tingzhi's surprise, a commander stepped forward quickly and said: "Qi Yu appeased, the first town navy to cross the river went directly to Tianchang, the commander is Ye Yuanjun, and the other team is going to Liuhe, and the commander is General Su, the commander of the town navy. As for the brigade of the town navy, it was stationed in Guazhoudu, and Zhang Yuhou was in charge of the four compartments of the town navy. β
"Tianchang? Liuhe? Guazhou Du? Li Tingzhi was stunned, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Ye Yingwu saw it as thoroughly as himself, and did not hesitate to take the Zhenhai Navy to the top, obviously in this Ye Yuanjun's heart, he was already able to determine that the Mongolian Tartars would take this path, and he did not hesitate to use himself as a bait, that is, to let Boyan bite the bait even if he knew that there was fraud.
"Ye Yingwu, in the end, Ye Yingwu." Li Tingzhi's face turned a little pale, and he muttered with emotion.
Just now, he was still struggling with how to get along with Ye Yingwu and whether he needed to hand over the command of the Huai Army, but who would have thought that Ye Yingwu had no intention of meeting him at all. There is not even a single interest in these tens of thousands of Huai troops!
Is this a trust in the town navy, or a disdain for the Huai army?
Not long ago, it was a strong force praised by everyone in the Great Song Dynasty, but when has it fallen to this point. Li Tingzhi looked up at Yutu, and there was a flame burning in his eyes.
Ye Yingwu can look down on him, and he can also look down on Huai Jun, but Huai Jun can't just go down by himself, and he must get back the field he lost in King Kong Terrace.
"Drumming, Jujun!" Li Tingzhi shouted coldly.
Since the Mongol Tatars are planning to outflank Yangzhou directly from Tianchang to Liuhe, it means that they must have been empty of troops in Huaibei, which gives the Huai army a better opportunity, if it can break through Huaishui and enter Shandong, then even if Jingangtai is defeated, it is difficult to hide such a light, after all, the Song army has not set foot on the land of the north for too long.
As for the back road in Yangzhou, Li Tingzhi looked up at Yutu and muttered: "Ye Yingwu, this time I can only trust you." β
Life is inherently full of countless gamblings, and there is no such thing as a sure thing on the battlefield.
For a victory, worth the adventure.
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Sharp arrows chased the wind, whistling from behind.
Feng Mi crouched on the horse's back, twitching the war horse fiercely. The war horse under the crotch has not rested for half a day, but Feng Mi does not have the courage to stop, they will have a total of ten people, and now only he is left, although Feng Mi is galloping on the war horse, but the trust in the eyes of the ten generals when they help him block two arrows and fall from the back of the standing horse is still fresh in his memory.
He is not only one person, but also shoulders the trust of the other nine Pao Ze brothers, and also shoulders the expectation of the right wing of the town navy from the envoy to the ten thousand people.
Mongolian Tartar, Mongolian Tartar is still thirty miles away from the sky!
There was a whistling sound from behind him again, Feng Mi took a long breath, although he tried his best to not know how many arrows he had dodged, but now he really didn't have even the strength to look back and see where that arrow came from and where it was going to shoot.
As long as you don't shoot yourself, then you have to go forward, forward, and rush into the Great Wall of Heaven!
I want to tell the envoy that the Mongolian Tartars have come, and there is no end in sight to the black pressure.
"Ahh Feng Mi crouched on the horse's back and roared, an arrow had already sunk into his calf, and blood flowed like an infusion, but fortunately, the sharp pain at this time made Feng Mi, who was originally dizzy, finally wake up, and his already vague vision was clear again.
The Mongolian hundred-man team behind him was really persevering, biting Feng Mi's back tightly, and the saber in his hand was raised high, as if as long as Feng Mi was a little slower, he would be cut to pieces by this saber.
The war horse suddenly screamed weakly, Feng Mi looked at the bloody body of the war horse that had been whipped by the whip, and reached out to gently caress the neck of his inseparable partner, full of sweat, but Feng Mi still gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and whipped it down fiercely!
The war horse under the crotch barely galloped forward for more than a hundred zhang, and finally couldn't support it, the front horse's legs fell to the ground suddenly, making a crisp fracture sound, Feng Mi felt that his heart was pinched hard, but what he had to face now was not that the horse was foaming at the mouth and was no longer alive, but that those Mongolian Tartars had happily hugged him.
Feng Mi rolled down from the horse, barely avoiding the war horse pressing on him. The arrow on the calf is estimated to have sunk into the bone, with blood and pain. Feng Mi pulled out his saber and supported the ground with one hand, barely trying to stand up.
The Mongolian Tatars came laughing and whistling, and their sabers were raised.
"Zhen Navy, kill!" Feng Mi was alone, holding a saber, and went straight to meet those Mongolian Tartars.
At this time, even if there is only one person left, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Kill him with a bang first!
It's just a pity, it's just a pity that the news can't be transmitted back after allγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» looking at the Mongolian cavalry getting closer and closer, Feng Mi was dumbfounded, he had failed the expectations of the robes, and he used blood and death to repay this crime.
"Bang!" The Mongolian cavalryman who was about to rush in front of Feng Mi was surprised to see the arrow that had not entered his chest and fell from his horse. Dense arrows whistled from afar to break through the wind, the earth shook, and two cavalry rushed at the same time from the left and right, two red flags dancing in the wind.
Feng Mi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and fell on the blood-sprinkled grass with his back to the sky, white clouds fluttering in the sky, and the spring breeze blowing on his face, agitating his armor.
"He's a good man!" A shadow covered him, and what caught his eye was the face that Feng Mi had seen from afar, "Not worthy of the reputation of the town navy!" β
Although he wanted to stand up, Feng Mi found that he really didn't have any strength at all, but he still barely squeezed out a smile, and tried his best to press out the last breath in his chest: "Make γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» envoy, Mongolian Tartar γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
Ye Yingwu jumped down from the horse, several guards were already busy bandaging Feng Mi simply, Ye Yingwu looked at Feng Mi, and said: "I know, the Mongolian Tartar has been hooked, don't move, take care of your injuries, I look forward to the day when you return to the battlefield and everyone fights side by side." Today's brothers' enmity cannot be settled like that. β
Feng Mi couldn't open his eyes anymore, but he still nodded.
"Envoy, the Mongolian Tatars retreated too fast, we only have two hundred people, and we dare not chase too far." Jiang Tie came back and said hatefully, "But this Mongolian hundred-man team has the courage to chase it so rampantly all the way to the west of the Great Wall of Heaven less than ten miles, it is estimated that there must be a lot of Mongolian Tartars following behind." β
Ye Yingwu pondered for a moment, gently patted Feng Mi's shoulder, and then quickly turned over and got on his horse: "Hundred battles, go back to the city with a certain one." In addition, quickly send someone to inform the people in the city and prepare to retreat. We're here to be bait, not to die. β
"Envoy, a team of 10,000 Mongolian Tartars is less than five miles away from here." Wu Chucai galloped over with a few cavalrymen, "We'd better retreat now." β
"Let's go!" Ye Yingwu said coldly, "In addition, we will directly send people to Liuhe and Yangzhou." β
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"Marshal Qiyu, the banner found earlier is none other than Nanban Ziye Yingwu!" The herald ran over in a hurry and said in a loud voice.
"Ye Yingwu?!" Boyan grabbed the reins tightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face,
And several captains around him cheered up one after another, and even pressed their hands on the hilt of their knives with some nervousness. Although they defeated the Huai army in the battle of King Kongtai, it did not mean that the fear of Ye Yingwu in their hearts would be eliminated.
After all, it was Ye Zhijun, who was famous all over the world in World War I, and even the most commanding ability of the Mongolian Marshal Ashu was also defeated in front of the Tianwu Army, not to mention that the 100,000 cavalry under Ashu's command at that time were all elite drawn from the Mongolian songs, which can be said to be a strong army squeezed out of the teeth, which is very different from the cavalry that they used to be second-line foot soldiers and the cavalry that had just been transferred from the grassland and even some of them who were not adaptable.
It can be said that this battle was the last concentration of the Mongols' strength and the last effort, all of which were delivered to Boyan. However, who would have thought that the opponent they met in the first battle of the south was Ye Yingwu!
To say that he has confidence and is not afraid of Ye Yingwu at all, it is absolutely nonsense. Even the cavalry commander who had been arrogant and didn't pay attention to anyone before took a breath of cool air. The Tianwu army killed the Mongolian cavalry in Xiangyang, but it was no less than the Han family's foot soldiers, so that the various tribes on the grassland were about to become empty nests.
Boyan narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure it's Ye Yingwu?!" β
The sentry rider nodded solemnly: "Marshal, it is Ye Yingwu's general banner, and the other party has a lot of people, estimated to be about 10,000 people, and is retreating from the Great Wall of Heaven and heading south." However, there has been no news from the sentry to Liuhe so far. β
Slightly stunned, Bo Yan immediately understood something: "They won't send news, Ye Yingwu can't let us find out the situation near Liuhe and Dajiang." β
"Marshal, what should we do?" Huaidu, who was following Boyan, couldn't help but ask softly, if there is still one who is not very afraid of Ye Yingwu here, then there is only this Huaidu, because the only one in the entire Mongolia who did not flee in front of the flying thunder cannon, and even almost won the battle is this Huaidu, "Do you want to catch up." β
"This Ye Yingwu is really bold," Boyan sneered, "With 10,000 horses, you have the courage to go south, obviously using yourself as bait and letting us be fooled." β
Huaidu was silent for a moment, grabbed the blade in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "But marshal, even if this is a bait, we have to bite it down, don't forget that this time the Great Khan allowed us to go south, and the main intention was to defeat the Zhen Navy and break the myth that Ye Yingwu was undefeated." β
Looking at Huai Du with a solemn face, Bo Yan nodded slowly, and shook his head slowly: "This is clearly a trap, even if there are more foot riders behind him than the Zhen Navy, it can't be relied on, after all, no one knows what new tricks this Ye Yingwu can toss, but he still has to fight, but he must think clearly about how to fight." Therefore, Ben Shuai thinks that the top priority is to figure out what this Ye Yingwu means, and he has the courage to lead 10,000 people to haunt the wilderness, he can't just be bold. (To be continued.) )