Water Margin farming to become powerful

"Sixth Prince, these Han people are so cunning and sneak up on us at night."

"Take us to organize our troops and horses, and we will fight back later!"

The several fierce commanders around Wanyan Zongbi were all angry. In their opinion, the Han army's night attack tonight was completely unexpected.

One round of artillery blasted them into chaos.

Now the Han army is still attacking the Khitan camp, and the Khitan camp is obviously about to collapse.

Several captains were very angry. They felt that if the Han people had attacked them first with the exploding iron balls, the Han cavalry would certainly not have been able to do such great damage to them.

At this time, the Han cavalry outside was gathering, and they actually wanted to attack their camp.

For the Jurchens, they had fought so many battles, and even the Khitans were driven everywhere by them. They felt that the protection troops of the Supervisory Committee did not surrender when they saw them, and they dared to resist. This was already It is a great shame and humiliation.

Listening to the swearing words of the captains around him, Wanyan Zongbi slapped the table hard.

"Stop arguing! Are we going out now to catch those cavalry in the woods and waste our lives?"

He knew that in such a dark night, even if his Jurchen soldiers could defeat the enemy's cavalry, it would not be economical to confront the Han people like this.

There are only so many Jurchens among them. The four thousand men under his command are all the best elites among the Jurchens. Even if they kill the Han cavalry, it is still a loss for him.

"There is no way we can kill all the Han people. The best way for us Jurchens to control so many Han people is to use our strength to frighten them and scare them so much that they dare not fight us again."

After Wanyan Zongbi finished speaking, several thousand captains under his command all woke up and looked at Wanyan Zongbi with admiration.

In their opinion, the reason why this sixth prince is highly respected among the Jurchens is because although he is young, he is very smart. What he said is indeed the key to the Jurchens' control of the world.

Seeing that his men finally stopped acting recklessly, Wanyan Zongbi thought for a while and then began to mobilize his troops.

"You first go to the Khitan camp, lead a group of soldiers, and arrest the officers who broke into the camp. The remaining people will be directly commanded by our Jurchens. Let all the Khitan people return to the camp, hold on to the camp, and don't go War indiscriminately with the Han people."

"Our camp here must be set up. Even if they explode, no matter how powerful the iron ball is, it won't kill many people. I tried it just now. As long as everyone runs away and lies on the ground when the iron egg explodes, It won’t cause much damage.”

"The most important thing is to guard the granary and never let others rob it."

"Leave the dead alone for now and wait until dawn to dispose of the bodies. Tell them that as long as they survive the night, the dead will receive pensions and the living will receive rewards."

Wanyan Zongbi calmed down the situation with a few words, and all his officers began to take action.

Soon the camp on the Jurchen side was completely stable, while from the Khitan camp in the distance there was a sound of crying and killing. The officers sent by Wanyan Zongbi were enforcing military discipline in the Khitan camp.

In this way, the cavalry of the protection army would no longer be able to harass the Jurchen camp. No matter how powerful the cavalry was, they would not be able to directly rush through the tall deer village and kill into the camp.

The howitzers on the tower were still bombarding, but the Jurchens had mastered the skills of avoiding artillery fire, and the accuracy of the howitzers was not that great. After the first bombardment, the camp was not scattered, so the effect of subsequent bombardments would be little more. Very limited.

The defenders on the city were helpless, and even because the Jurchens organized themselves in time, they began to mobilize their crossbowmen to defend. The flying arrows also caused great damage to a Xi tribe cavalry squad.

"The camp gradually became quiet."

After listening to the report of his officers, Wanyan Zongbi showed a smile on his face.

He regained his calm demeanor before, turned to look at Zhang Xuan and said with a smile, "I'm right."

"The Han people in Wanping County can be considered capable of fighting, but how many battles have they fought? We Jurchens fought all the way from Baishan and Heishui. By daybreak, we will definitely be able to defeat Wanping County!" Zhang Xuan was also beaten by Zhang Xuan. The Jurchens were shocked by this rapid mobilization, especially after seeing the Jurchens' quick reaction after Wanyan Zongbi's order. He had just watched a big burning iron ball fall to the ground with his own eyes. The Jurchens around him did not panic and run away. Instead, he quickly lay down, even if he was killed by the explosion, he would not be confused.

Zhang Xuan was greatly shocked.

He thought that no matter how powerful the Supervisory Committee was, it would be impossible to oppose such a Jurchen.

At that moment, Zhang Xuan nodded repeatedly and spoke directly to Wanyan Zongbi as if his beautiful words were free of charge.

A smile appeared on Wanyan Zongbi's face. At this moment, he heard the sound of a golden drum coming from the northwest of the camp.

Wanyan Zongbi was instantly shocked, "What's going on?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned when he saw the sudden change in Wanyan Zongbi's face. Wanyan Zongbi kicked Zhang Xuan away and hurriedly sent someone to ask what happened in the northwest of the camp. Only then did Zhang Xuan remember that Wanyan Zongbi's food Taiwan is in the northwest.

Thirty thousand troops were dispatched. If there was no food support, there would be a big problem. No wonder he was so excited when he heard the sound of golden drums coming from the northwest of the camp.

Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded as he watched Wanyan Zongbi walk to the door, and a Jurchen rushed in from the door. He was talking to Wanyan Zongbi about what happened in the northwest.

Wanyan Zongbi's expression turned pale and he immediately walked out the door.

Zhang Xuan was extremely surprised: Could it be that the Supervisory Committee really attacked Wanyan Zongbi's grain platform?

The First Battalion and Third Company of the Cavalry Regiment fought hard and charged forward, and it took them half an hour to finally reach the approximate location of the Jurchens' food platform.

The artillery had already calibrated the shooting elements in the woods outside the city. The artillery positions in each area were listed on the firing list. After roughly finding the location of the enemy's granary, the third company commander knew such a large area. Too inaccurate for artillery fire.

In order to successfully complete the mission, the third company commander personally led his three platoons to charge in several possible directions. The Jurchens' counterattack was extremely tough.

A few horses stood in the dark forest. There was almost no moonlight in the trees, but the scattered light reflected diffusely on the snow on the ground, still illuminating the whole world in white.

"Company commander, do you still want to charge? You are already seriously injured."

The little clerk next to the company commander cried.

Even though he was wearing a breastplate, the third company deputy commander was still hit by three arrows, and his thighs were bleeding profusely.One platoon following his charge had lost a third.

"You bastard, the bows and arrows of these Jurchens are really painful when they bite you."

He looked at the soldiers beside him, gritted his teeth and pointed to the northeast: "The mission has not been completed yet. The enemy's grain platform is probably at that location. Three companies, one row and two rows, follow me!"

The powerful crossbow arrows were fired, and the bowstring made a banging sound in the air.

The horse was hit by a crossbow and fell down with a neighing sound, and was buried at the foot of Yanshan Mountain along with the warriors on the horse.

A quarter of an hour later, the clerk took out the still warm pistol from the pocket of the deputy company commander's body, looked at the Jurchens searching in the distance, raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

A green signal flare slowly rose into the sky.

Zeng Sheng, who saw the location of the flare in the telescope, quickly pulled the slide rule and yelled:
"Location [-], shelling!"

(End of this chapter)