Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 270 The entire army was wiped out 3

Lakshen felt a chill in his chest. It turned out that the purpose of this group of armored soldiers was not to cut off the rear, but to charge.

At this time, there were loud shouts of killing in the mountains and forests on both sides. The 30,000 Jurchen warriors had been waiting for a long time, but they could no longer hold back. They rushed out with strange screams and rushed into the Tatar formation.

The Jurchens and the Tatars are feuding, and when their enemies meet, they become extremely jealous.

I saw countless Jurchens with furs draped sideways, half of their arms bare, or faces painted with strange oils, rushing out with daggers and spears, laughing like wild beasts and pounced on them, dragged the Tatars off their horses, cut their throats with one knife, and The spear stabbed through the chest.

There are thousands of Jurchens in the forest, hiding behind trees and shooting arrows into the Tatar crowd.

Lakshen was completely stunned. On one side he had to face the crazy Jurchens, and on the other side he had to face the continuous rain of arrows. There was also a steel sword array in front of him, so he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

He wanted to shoot, but he couldn't see where the Jurchens were hiding. When he wanted to rush, he looked at the Mo Dao soldiers advancing in front and gave up the idea immediately.

"Get out, get out!" Lakshen hesitated for a while and then made a decision, leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.

Before his army could turn around, the sound of rolling horse hooves could be heard behind him. Another group of Han cavalry had blocked the entrance of the valley. From the sound, it was clear that there were ten or twenty thousand cavalry!

Lakshen's heart was broken and he shouted wildly: "This is impossible!"

Little did he know that Yang Xiong had already sent reinforcements to wait at Tielingwei, thus saving more than a day.

The reinforcements were led by General Xu Biao, an old acquaintance who had pursued the Tatars with Jia Cong and others.

"Dog Tartar! Give me your life!" Xu Biao raised his sword, clapped his horse and led the soldiers into the valley, plunged into the Tartar rear formation, and killed them again.

This encirclement from all sides caused the Tatars to lose their energy and spirit, and the morale of the army was in chaos, like headless flies scurrying in the valley.

Jia Cong led the remaining troops to advance with Mo Dao soldiers, while shooting arrows to assist. At this moment, tens of thousands of Tatars are crowded together. No matter how bad the shooting skills of the soldiers are, they can still hit seven or eight arrows out of ten.

Suddenly, he saw two petite and exquisite figures coming out from beside him. They were holding short bows and riding on horses. They drew the bows and shot short arrows one after another. They never missed their arrows. Their archery skills were much better than theirs.

Apparently Sister Wanyanshan has arrived.

Although their bows are not very powerful, they are only about one stone, which is not enough to prevent others from shooting accurately. A one-stone bow can be fatal if it can shoot the eyes, throat, heart and other vital parts.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "I didn't know you had this ability."

Wanyan'a smiled at him, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Sister said that you Han people love dignity the most. I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, so you told me not to tell you."

Everyone around couldn't help but twitching their mouths.

Wan Yanshan shot dozens of arrows in a row. Her arms were a little tired. She stopped, looked around, and said, "You're not allowed to talk nonsense."

Jia Cong laughed and said, "What's the matter? Although my archery skills are average, I'm still better than the monk. The monk shot an arrow and showed it to Madam." He threw the bow to Kongxing.

Kongxing took the bow in embarrassment. He had never learned archery and usually did not carry a bow and arrows. Now he had no choice but to shoot an arrow reluctantly under orders. Sure enough, it missed the target among the Tatars.

Everyone laughed.

"Monk is so stupid!" Wanyanwei clapped her hands and laughed.

"Be careful!" Jia Cong suddenly shouted loudly, and with a flash of his sword, he flew away two arrows aimed at Wanyan Wan.

Zhang Yuanba hurriedly took off the big shield from behind and covered Jia Cong and his family.

"Now you know how powerful I am?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

Wan Yanshan and the two girls pursed their lips and nodded.

Seeing that after being surrounded and killed for more than an hour, Jia Cong still had about half of the Tatars left. Jia Cong smiled and said: "Everyone, have you rested? Let me continue to kill for a while! Finish the work early and go home early."

"The general has this intention!" everyone said in unison.

"Kill!" Jia Cong roared, pointed his spear, and everyone rushed to rush out.

"You two take people to watch from behind, and you are not allowed to come forward! Do you hear that?" Jia Cong warned.

"Oh." The two women had almost used up their strength and nodded obediently in agreement.

Jia Cong gently clamped his horse's belly and rushed into the battlefield through the gap that Mo Dao soldiers gave way to.

The Tatars had already been defeated, but when they were attacked again by Jia Cong's troops, they were even more dejected and could not muster any will to resist.

This charge became much easier, and Kongxing led the people to kill Dahu again. Jia Cong shouted: "Whoever kills the enemy chief will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins! He will be promoted to one level!"

Kongxing laughed and said, "I'll take this head!"

Wang Jin and others also fought hard, not only to get rich as an official, but also to fight for the glory of the military.

Jie Hui shouted: "I don't need to trouble you anymore!"

He shot out an arrow in a whoosh, paused briefly, and then shot three more arrows in a row.

The battlefield was already in chaos, with people fighting everywhere. No one could care about the arrows flying everywhere. Jian Hui shot the first arrow high and accurately broke the rope of the big banner a hundred and fifty paces away. The big banner fell with a crash. Come down.

The guards around Lakshen were surprised. Dahu was the soul of an army. They hurriedly picked it up and unknowingly exposed the commander.

At this moment, three arrows shot at the same time, as fast as lightning, through the cracks in the people, from top to bottom, hitting Lakshen's eyebrows, throat, and heart, and immediately shot him off his horse.

"Okay! What an elf prince!" Jia Cong laughed.

Now, although he also uses a three-stone bow and can shoot 200 steps, it would take a lifetime of practice to achieve such accuracy.

Jie Hui's archery skills are talents and cannot be forced by human beings.

"Awesome!" Wang Jin and others also sincerely admired.

"The Tatar coach is dead!" Everyone shouted in unison in the Tatar dialect that they had already practiced. Hearing this, all the Tatars hurriedly looked at the banner. Their hearts suddenly became cold. The people were gone, and even the banner was gone. Their fighting spirit was even more depleted.

After killing for another hour, the Tatar army was finally wiped out.

Corpses were strewn all over the valley, and the blood and murderous aura were so strong that all the birds and animals were frightened and fled away from them.

"General Xu Shen, thank you for your work." Jia Cong smiled and stepped forward to say hello to Xu Biao.

Xu Biao waved his hand and said cautiously: "Where is Your Highness?"

"I'm here." It wasn't until the battle was over that Sun Chi was released by the Jurchen warriors who protected him.

"Your Highness, the general's delay in coming to rescue will be punished by death!" Xu Biao breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got off his horse and knelt down on the ground.

More than 10,000 soldiers behind him all knelt down.

"No courtesy, no courtesy. You came just in time. You have both merit and demerit."

Jia Cong walked aside, pulled over several Jurchen clan chiefs, and said with a smile: "Thank you father-in-law and all the clan chiefs for your generous action this time."

The heads of the clan were laughing so hard that they kept saying humility, but they made a lot of money from an ambush, which was much more profitable than hunting or gathering ginseng. What's more, the Tatars are the enemies of the Jurchens.

Jia Cong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I suddenly have a bold idea, please give me the advice of the clan leaders."

"Mr. Jia's words are serious. If you have anything to say, please say it. We are all ears."

"You have been outside the customs for a long time, so you should be very familiar with the Baerhu tribe?"

"familiar."

"I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of string control people in his department, but I don't know whether it is true or not."

"It's true."

"Three years ago, under Fengtian City, the Barhu tribe lost tens of thousands of their elites. Now they have lost more than 40,000 people here. How many soldiers do they still have to fight?"

"This..." The clan leaders pondered for a while and said, "It's only twenty to thirty thousand people."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "As the saying goes, kill him while he is sick! Now there are only some old, weak, women and children left in the Barhu tribe. Why don't we go and catch the autumn breeze?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they raided the large tribe on the grassland. This was something that the Jurchens had never dared to think about before.

"The Barhu tribe has occupied the fertile Horqin grassland. I sent 25,000 troops and you sent 30,000 troops to raid Horqin. I only took 40% of the cattle, sheep, horses and population.

In addition, I will not take any of the thousands of miles of grassland that I conquered. I will give it all to you. How about just treating it as the reward for sending troops this time? "

Everyone was overjoyed and said, "It's a deal!"

This will not only completely eradicate the tribal feud, but also get thousands of miles of fertile grassland and countless slaves, cattle and sheep for free. There is no one who can't do it. Anyway, there won't be much loss in helping the war.

In exchange for grassland, you will never suffer a loss, but make a lot of money. Just thinking about how many livestock thousands of miles of grassland could support made them swallow a few mouthfuls of water.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "A gentleman's words are swift and his horse is whipped!"

He also made some calculations and felt that the 50 silver promised at the beginning was a bit high. If every tribe asked for 50 from him, wouldn't it be fatal? I just came up with this idea temporarily to offset my debt.

First, severely weaken the Tatars.

Secondly, how could the Tatars tolerate the Qianli grassland being occupied by the Jurchens? Will definitely come back with revenge. Revenge against whom? Naturally, they were retaliating against the Jurchens who occupied the grassland, so they could not attack Liaohaiwei.

Thirdly, the so-called using the grassland to pay off the debt is purely a favor. He has no use using the grassland and cannot garrison it.

Fourth, we can still waste this military expenditure.

After achieving four goals with one stone, Jia Cong couldn't help but admire his quick wit.

"When shall we set off?" everyone asked.

Jia Cong thought for a while and said: "We have just finished the battle. The army needs to go back to repair and carry some military supplies. Let's meet up at Qinglong Ridge in three days. Let's go north together and crush the Baerhu tribe!"

Everyone thought so, since Baerhu's troops couldn't escape anyway, so he smiled and said, "That's it."

Jia Cong talked and laughed with them for a long time before the whole army left, taking thousands of prairie horses with him.

The remaining Jurchens were cleaning the battlefield with great interest. They were deeply impressed by Jia Cong's benevolence and righteousness, and did not even want these many trophies.

"Let's make an agreement first. Weapons, clothing, war horses, horse skins, and horse meat will be divided equally among each family."

"No, no, it should be divided according to the number of troops sent."

"Don't you think that brother has some credit for getting a good business for you?"

"Well, how about the clan chief Wanyan divides 10% first, and then divides the rest according to the number of troops sent?" Everyone had to give in because Wanyan Tong was Jia Cong's father-in-law.

Wanyan Tong smiled and said, "Just do what everyone wants."

Shameless! Being a good person after getting a bargain is not as good as Jia Cong, a Han son-in-law. Everyone agreed with a smile and sneered in their hearts.

At this time, the "real man" Jia Cong was thinking about how to trick Xu Biao into letting him lead troops to accompany him on a thousand-mile expedition.

(End of this chapter)