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Chapter 173 The Song Dynasty is dead, but the world is not!

In the third year of Xiangxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, the sixth day of February in the 17th year of the Yuan Dynasty.

One year in history, it is the day when the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed in the Battle of Yashan.

More than [-] soldiers and civilians went to the country together, and the tragedy of the country's subjugation will never be forgotten in history books for thousands of years.

In this world, Li Yunze appeared.After the previous Battle of Yashan was forcibly postponed for a year, it was staged again.

At this time, the identities of the two sides were switched.

Zhang Hongfan's troops, who were supposed to destroy the Song Dynasty, were trapped on the sea.

And Li Yunze, who was full of endless anger, also specially chose this day to launch a devastating blow to him.

The large pipes and various components ordered from Laiyang Metal are also assembled and debugged in the world of Dream of Red Mansions.

Hundreds of artillery pieces were transported to Yashan Mountain and the opposite Tangping Mountain, and condescendingly bombarded the Mongolian ships on the sea.

Li Yunze's cannons and firecrackers are very simple, and the operation is even more convenient.

It is to take care of the sergeants these days. After all, their education level is too low, and the slightly more complicated ones are difficult to use.

If he really comes here with some advanced weapons, who else can use them well except him?

Hundreds of cannons continued to roar, and Nuo Da's projectiles whizzed over, and if they landed on the ship, they would be directly pierced.

After all, they were all wooden ships, not ironclad ships, so naturally they couldn't stop the bombardment of artillery fire.

Originally, in terms of the shooting accuracy of these artillery pieces, most of the shelling should have landed in the water.

But who told the Mongolian army to follow Song Ting's example and gather ships together to form a chain of ships.

Moreover, baffles, wooden poles, fishing nets, etc. were dropped on the periphery to guard against arson ships.

Suddenly encountered large-scale artillery bombardment, this is a large group of hundreds of ships gathered together and it is difficult to move the target, which can be called the kind that can be hit with eyes closed.

That is to say, most of the artillery fire is now covering the Chuangjun's own fleet to block the estuary. Otherwise, at least half of the ships will sink when the Mongolian army's fleet is disbanded.

Dozens of boats that were finally collected by the Chuangjun dragged a few long iron chains and galloped from the two sides of Yashan and Tangpingshan.

The Mongolian ships that were in charge of blocking the exit to the sea naturally saw the iron chains and tried their best to stop them.

If this is really locked here, the tens of thousands of troops will be completely finished, and there will be nowhere to run.

There were a large number of firecrackers on the barge, and under the bombardment of rows of firecrackers, the Mongolian army suffered heavy casualties.

However, the Mongolian army here is all selected elites, knowing that going to the sea is the only way to survive for the main force who is hurriedly disbanding the serial boats at this time, and they forcibly face the artillery fire above their heads and the firecrackers on the opposite side desperately intercepting them.

There were even fierce ship collisions on both sides.

As for jumping gangs to fight, that is even more common.

On many of the boats that were close together, the decks were full of corpses, and blood fell from the hulls of the boats into the sea like spring water.

The fierce battle here in Haikou was very fierce, and the Mongolian army guarding here could be regarded as doing their best.

They even sank a ship dragging chains, and snatched a ship dragging chains by fighting desperately.

But that's it.

There were as many as six boats dragging the iron chains of the Chuang army, and the remaining four boats reached the other side smoothly. After the iron chains were firmly fixed, hundreds of Mongolian ships became entrapped.

On the cliff, Li Yunze, who was sitting on a saddle, saw that the iron chain blocking Haikou had been formed, and immediately turned his head to ask, "When will the tide rise?"

"You hour."

"Enough is enough." Li Yunze stood up from the saddle, raised the saber in his hand and pointed at the Mongolian fleet that had finally unlocked the chain locks, "Sink them for me!"

The fierce shelling on Yashan and Tangpingshan lasted from [-]:[-] noon to dusk.

The constant rain of bullets shattered one Mongolian Yuan ship after another.

With the sea estuary blocked, the Mongolian army ran around like headless chickens.

After a series of boats crashed into the iron chain and failed to rush out, the desperate Mongolian army began to rush towards the shore.

And to greet them, apart from the bombardment of artillery fire, there were also hundreds of thousands of sergeants waiting in full battle.

Although the experience and training of these sergeants are very insufficient, the number is there, and the equipment and morale are also very high. There is no problem blocking the Mongolian army's road to break through.

As the night gradually fell, there were less than a hundred Mongolian ships on the encircled sea at this time, still wandering around.

Zhang Hongfan, who was sunk by boat, was rescued by his personal guards with difficulty and boarded a nearby boat.

Before he could catch his breath on the deck, he saw Zhang Hongyi floating with the waves on the sea not far away by the light of the burning ship.

Suddenly, Zhang Hongfan was stunned.

In my mind, I recalled the past when I was young and played with my brothers and sisters at home.

At this time, he also thought of his father Zhang Rou.

The father who carried the Zhang family on his shoulders, and was able to protect the Zhang family from being disturbed and live happily when the sky collapsed and the earth fell apart.

The father saved the Zhang family, but he had no eyesight and wanted to ruin the Zhang family.

"Marshal Du, Marshal Du!"

Mo Zhigen, a new supervisor who was born in a cowardly Xue army, shook Zhang Hongfan who was in a daze.

Seeing that Zhang Hongfan's eyes finally came back to life, he said eagerly, "Let's concentrate our forces on one direction and escape in the dark!"

This was a previously discussed strategy. After all, only at night would there be a slight chance to break through.

But at this time, Zhang Hongfan pointed to the cannons on the cliffs on both sides, "Look at those earth-shattering things."

Then he stretched out his fingers to the countless torches on the shore that seemed to illuminate the night sky, "Look at those terrible muskets, look at those intruders who can't see their heads at a glance!"

His words trembled, but there was a hint of determination, "I can't get out, I'm trapped in death, I can't get out."

Mo Zhigen's face changed suddenly, and he was furious immediately, "Batu! Don't you want to surrender?"

"My name is not Batu!" Zhang Hongfan sneered, "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Hongfan!"

Mo Zhigen was furious, and when he wanted to fight, Zhang Hongfan's Zhang family's personal guards surrounded him.

"Surrender is to be surrendered, but I am not surrendering."

Zhang Hongfan pointed to the sea full of floating corpses, "We have done our best, and we are worthy of the great emperor."

Looking at the densely packed corpses on the sea surface, even though Mo Zhigen was from the Qi Xue Army, he couldn't help but say nothing at this time.

This battle can be fought for this sake, it is indeed worthy of the emperor.

"I can't surrender. The King Chuang has always killed people like me and never let go."

Zhang Hongfan stared at his younger brother floating on the sea for a long time, "You will not be able to surrender, and King Chuang will not let Mengren and Semuren go. You and I have committed countless murders. Meeting such a god Middleman, there is no way out."

Mo Zhigen fell into silence, he already knew what Zhang Hongfan wanted to do.

"I am Zhang Hongfan, I am the Zhang family. I am sorry for the emperor." Zhang Hongfan roared, "I am sorry!"

Zhang Rou once accompanied Kublai Khan on an expedition to Hara and Lin, and made great contributions to him seizing the throne of Khan after Mengge's death.

He, Zhang Hongfan, fought south and north and destroyed Song Ting, of course he was worthy of it.

At this time, it is time to think about the sergeants who are still alive, and take them with them if they die.

"Order a boat to land."

Zhang Hongfan took a deep breath, and told the generals of the Zhang family around him, "You should all surrender too, and then bring a letter to your family. Don't be an enemy of King Chuang, you won't be able to defeat him."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Zhigen with a strange expression, then turned around and jumped directly into the sea from the deck.

'Gulululu~~~'

A burst of waves churned, and soon disappeared into the water.

Many Zhang family generals followed with expressionless faces, and jumped into the sea one after another.

The loyalty of their generals is indeed very high.

In the end, there was only one general left on the deck.

Sensing Mo Zhigen's gaze, the family replied calmly, "Someone wants to take back the words of Marshal Du."

Mo Zhigen nodded subconsciously, then turned to look at the guards behind him.

After a while, he rushed off the boat without saying a word.

His guards looked at each other, and most of them chose to jump into the sea to follow.

After all, that Chuang Wang was extremely ruthless, and he almost never forgave the Semuren and Mengren.

Rather than being kited like Zong Wang, it's better to end it on your own.

The few who didn't jump were purely lucky.

Without him, begging for work.

After daybreak, the surface of the sea was full of floating corpses of the Mongolian Army, so many that it almost covered the surface of the sea.

In the end, there were only a few thousands of surrendered troops, and most of them would be sent on the road after cross-examination.

"Is that what Zhang Hongfan said?"

Li Yunze met the last general of the Zhang family, and asked in detail what Zhang Hongfan said before he threw himself into the sea.

"Yes."

The general of that family saluted respectfully, "I beg Chuang Wang Yunmou to pass the message back to Zhang's family, and then he must come to the army to die."

Li Yunze sized him up, but waved his hand without saying a word.

When the family was about to leave, Li Yunze looked at Zhang Hongfan who was being dragged to the shore, and spat, "It's cheap, you bastard."

He had already prepared mercury to deal with these traitors, but he didn't expect this guy to be quite decisive.

"King Chuang." He Yuanli and others stepped forward to congratulate "Our army has won a great victory."

Li Yunze also won consecutive victories before, defeating more than [-] Mongolian troops.

But those were all defeat battles, and many Mongolian troops escaped again and again.

This Yashan naval battle was different. This was a real battle of annihilation, which wiped out nearly [-] main Mongolian troops at one time.

Especially Zhang Jiajun, the important lackey of Meng Yuan, almost lost his entire army in this battle.

There is no doubt that the Zhang family is bound to withdraw from the stage of history.

Li Yunze didn't pay too much attention to this. There are many lackeys like the Zhang family. In his opinion, this is just an ordinary victory.

He stood on the shore, silently looking at the bay in front of him.

The real significance of winning this battle lies in completely rewriting the ending of the Battle of Yashan!

The big boss is indeed dead, but the world is not dead yet!
(End of this chapter)