Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 817 0812 [Crash]

"Anyone who can still fight, let me chase you!"

Yang Yun was furious at this moment and roared for the cavalry to form a team and fight again.

When he was in Chengdu, he followed Deng Chun, and when he was transferred to the north, he followed Chen Ziyi. Three years ago, he finally led the army alone and was transferred back to the northern suburbs of Kaifeng, responsible for building the third cavalry regiment of the Ming Dynasty.

These cavalry are all his hard work, and the officers and soldiers are all from the elite of each army.

As a result, there were nearly a thousand casualties in the first battle, and Yang Yun was so angry that he almost went crazy.

In fact, the Jin cavalry suffered greater casualties.

More than 200 Hezha Mengan were killed in the battle, more than 600 Jurchen Xiaoqi were killed in the battle, and more than 500 Bohai Xiaoqi were killed in the battle.

These more than a thousand golden cavalry were all killed in battle!
And what about Ming Qi? Just nearly a thousand casualties.

During the battle, more and more Ming cavalry rushed forward, and the Jin cavalry rushing in front were all trapped in it. Yang Yun and Li Shifu dismounted and fought on foot again, bypassing the hillside and outflanking them, turning the Jin cavalry into live targets.

There were sporadic battles at the mouth of the valley, with the Ming army surrounding the Jin soldiers and killing them.

After a long delay, the Jin cavalry had fled far away.

In the next battle, Liu E plans to go all out.

"Follow me to pursue the enemy!"

At this moment, Liu E led his army to run very fast.

When the battle came to an end, Yang Yun, Li Shifu, and Yang Zaixing had already reorganized their troops with their cavalry.

He blamed himself very much and regretted that he should not have blocked the Ming army at the mouth of the valley and fought.

Now that the Ming army had won the battle, Liu E was scared to death, worried that the Ming army would blame him for not working hard.

The reason why Wanyan Zongfu did not do that was because the Jin cavalry was only in their early 2,000s. The Ming Dynasty's cavalry was far more numerous than this. If they were to fight outside the valley, it would be uncertain who would cut whom.

Instead, they should ambush on both sides of the valley, wait for half of the Ming army's cavalry to rush out of the valley, and then lead their troops to attack the Ming army from both sides. Maybe we can win.

In the battle just now, he guessed that Wanyan Zongfu led the core elite to block the ambush.

The Ming cavalry lying on the ground, whether injured or killed, were quickly carried to the hillsides on both sides to prevent friendly forces from accidentally stepping on them when passing by.

Even in order to capture the war horses, the Ming army no longer chopped off the legs of the horses. Several Ming soldiers raised their spears, surrounded and stabbed a golden soldier, and worked together to knock him off his horse, and then swarmed up and killed him quickly.

"Report! No one in our army is on the road."

There was no way, most of the Jin soldiers had fled. In his haste, Wanyan Zongfu could only bring a few soldiers to stop the attack.

Wanyan Zongfu became more and more desperate. Even if he couldn't defeat the Ming army's firearms and chariot array, even if the cavalry fought, the Jin army would lose. Although the Ming army had more cavalry, the Jin cavalry carried out an ambush and raid, with Hezha Mengan as the leader.

Even if more than half of the clan soldiers under his command were killed or injured, they still had to earn performance from the Ming army.

Yang Yun gave the order, and the war horse walked slowly across the battlefield, passed the valley entrance where corpses were lying on the ground, and immediately accelerated to run forward.

The soldiers of the Ming army were already on fire. They didn't want any prisoners if they could. They had to kill them on the spot to relieve their anger.

“Woooooooo~~~”

Out of fear of Hezha Mengan, Liu E did not dare to step forward at all, and led his clan soldiers to watch the whole battle from behind.

If it were the Song Army or the Liao Army, they would have been so frightened by the Jin cavalry that they would have collapsed and fled on the spot. Even if they didn't collapse on the spot, they would never be able to charge desperately. At this time, the Jin cavalry in the front row could retreat calmly, alternately charge with the cavalry behind, and collapse after repeated attacks.

Unexpectedly, the Ming army was all desperate, risking their lives to entangle the Jin soldiers, and then they continued to kill them. As a result, the tactics of the Jin cavalry could not be used in narrow terrain.

"Enter from Wengcheng!"

Wanyan Zongfu shouted that the Ming cavalry was approaching.

Wanyan Xiyin, who was responsible for guarding the city, also ordered the soldiers at the top of the city: "Stretch your bow and shoot the enemy!"

The Jin Kingdom's knights had already fled back to the city, and those still outside the city were all Hezha Mengan, both men and horses wearing heavy armor.

They run slowly.

"Shhhhhh!"

The moment Hezha Meng'an escaped across the moat, thousands of arrows were shot from the top of the city.

"Blow the trumpet, stop!"

The Ming army reined in their horses one after another and watched the enemy troops enter Wengcheng.

Yang Yun said to Yang Zaixing: "Your troops suffered heavy losses. They retreated to the canyon just now to rest and wait for the officials to lead the main force. I will lead my troops to keep an eye on it."

Then he said to Li Shifu and Liu E: "Lead your troops and pursue them to the northeast. There should be broken troops there. Don't chase too far. Come back immediately when you hear the bugle."

"Yes!"

The three of them took their orders and left.

To the northeast, there were indeed broken troops.

Wanyan Zongfu and Wanyan Xiyin personally deployed the city defenses and had no time to count the number of people.

"Wang Zheng! Where is Wang Zheng?"

Just when they were deploying troops to deploy city defenses, they suddenly discovered that the local tycoon Wang Zheng was missing.

On Hesuguan Road, the Wang family is second only to the Gao family. They were moved to Youzhou before, but then moved back after the Ming and Jin Dynasties negotiated peace. The Wang family had hundreds of elite clan soldiers, and more than 2,000 militiamen were temporarily recruited.

Wanyan Xiyin rushed over: "Both Wang Zheng and Gao Jingshan have disappeared. Most of the militiamen they recruited fled back to the city, but all their elite clan soldiers disappeared. It's possible... they took advantage of the chaos and went to Liaoyang. "

"Liaoyang..." Wanyan Zongfu was horrified: "Send the Qingqi back to Liaoyang quickly, the sooner the better, so that the Liaoyang defenders cannot open the city gate!"

Obviously, the two guys, Gao Jingshan and Wang Zheng, took advantage of someone to burn the camp and cause chaos. They each led their elite clan soldiers and rode towards Liaoyang at full speed.

They would pretend to be defeated soldiers and open the city gates, then attack and kill the Jurchen soldiers stationed in Liaoyang.

There are not many Jurchen soldiers there, but there are countless Bohai clans. The various ethnic groups cooperated with each other to rebel, and they could easily kill all the Jurchens, rescue the families of each ethnic group, and bring the entire Liaoyang City to the Ming Dynasty.

Wanyan Xiyin said: "It may be too late. If Liaoyang falls and there are no family members of all ethnic groups as hostages, all the armies of all ethnic groups in Huosuguan will rebel."

Wanyan Zongfu, who had always been mild-tempered, was extremely angry at this moment. He clenched his fist and said, "They are unkind, and I am unjust. Call the generals of all tribes to a meeting immediately. Prepare to burn the food and grass and evacuate with the Jurchen warriors."

"Is this going to..." Wanyan Xiyin was stunned.

Wanyan Zongfu's tone was cold: "Kill all the handsome men in the city!"

The buildings will collapse, each one crazier than the last.

Although the heroes and marshals of all ethnic groups did not discuss the matter, they acted in a tacit understanding.

Gao Jingshan and Wang Zheng led their elite clan soldiers to take advantage of the chaos and go to Liaoyang City at full speed to rescue the hostages. The other marshals with various surnames stayed in the Huosu Pavilion, seemingly to help Wanyan Zongfu defend the city, but in fact they wanted to delay time and take the opportunity to rebel.

But Wanyan Zongfu wanted to kill all the handsome men who were left behind!
The powerful commanders who were deploying troops on various sections of the city wall rushed to a meeting after receiving the order.

Everyone had already sat down in the lobby of the government office, but Wanyan Zongfu didn't show up yet.

Just when I was in doubt, I suddenly heard a shout: "Kill!"

Inside and outside the yamen, there were shouts of killing.

The heroes drew their weapons one after another, only to see Jurchen soldiers pouring in from everywhere, firing arrows at them without saying a word.

The food and grass in the city were piled up like mountains, but fires suddenly broke out in several places.

Wanyan Xiyin sent Jurchen officers to the barracks of soldiers of all ethnic groups and to various city walls and shouted: "The food and grass are on fire, everyone go put out the fire!"

While the soldiers of all races were running in panic, tens of thousands of Jurchen soldiers took to the streets on horseback, opened the east and north gates and left the city. And some of them were separated, riding on horseback to kill the soldiers of various ethnic groups who were putting out the fire, instantly throwing the whole city into chaos.

Of the more than 10,000 Jurchen soldiers, there are only three or four thousand elites left.

The rest are all new recruits, the average age is less than sixteen years old, and the youngest is only thirteen years old.

One person and two horses, they ran wildly toward the northeast.

Li Shifu and Liu E, who were chasing the defeated troops, were returning with their troops when they happened to bump into these Jurchen soldiers.

The two were startled and hurriedly hid in the mountains, thinking that the Jin soldiers were coming to kill them.

As a result, the more than 10,000 Jurchen soldiers simply ignored them and flew towards Tangchi County.

"There's a fire in the city!"

"The golden soldiers are out of the city!"

Yang Yun suddenly saw thick smoke coming out of the city a mile outside the moat, followed by a large number of golden soldiers riding out of the city.

He was a little confused, but then he realized: "The enemy is in civil strife, occupy the city quickly. Also, capture prisoners and put out the fire. Don't burn all the food and grass!"

The chief generals and deputy generals of each clan were killed, and their soldiers were driven to death. At this moment, they completely lost their organization.

Tens of thousands of soldiers fled indiscriminately, and some looted the city, intending to grab the property and go home. Some just wanted to escape and rushed out of the city gate.

Only a few middle and low-level officers gathered hundreds of troops and wanted to go out of the city to surrender to the Ming army. However, they were blocked by the rebels and were stuck at various city gates, unable to leave.

There was no one to put out the fire.

Not only were several granaries set on fire, but nearby houses were also set ablaze.

Yang Yun led the Ming Dynasty cavalry across the moat. Oncoming troops were all defeated, and they were blocked there and could not enter the city.

"Shout quickly, kneel down to avoid death!" Yang Yun said urgently.

"Kneel down and avoid death!"

"Kneel down and avoid death!"

While shouting, he kills anyone who blocks the road.

The defeated soldiers dodged and knelt down one after another along the way. Yang Yun killed a pile of corpses in the doorway and finally led his troops into the city.

An officer and more than a hundred soldiers knelt down and shouted: "We want to bring down the sun!"

Yang Yun shouted: "Fighting fires can be a meritorious service!"

The officer was so blessed that he shouted in Chinese with a Liaodong accent: "Follow me to put out the fire and make meritorious service!"

“Firefighting can be a meritorious service!”

The slogan of the Ming Dynasty cavalry became like this, they shouted Mercedes-Benz all the way. After hearing this, many broken soldiers who were fleeing for their lives also went to put out the fire, and more and more broken soldiers joined in.

The Ming Dynasty cavalry divided into several groups, and after exploring the whole city, they came back and reported: "The granaries in Beicheng and Dongcheng cannot be saved, but the remaining granaries can be saved."

"Demolish the houses in Beicheng and Dongcheng to isolate the fire," Yang Yun commanded. "The rest of the soldiers and surrendered troops will go to rescue the granaries elsewhere."

When Ju Ming arrived with the main force, the fire in the city had not yet been extinguished.

Chen Ao followed Ju Ming, flattering him now and saying: "The official family is so prestigious that the enemy will flee without a fight."

Ju Ming muttered: "What the hell kind of war is this? Did I bring too many troops?"

(End of this chapter)