Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 203 Their land, their blood
Unless one person has a very high status, his death may be insignificant, but the death of more than 10,000 people is different, not to mention that they are all soldiers of the Jin Kingdom. As for the remaining thousands of Jin soldiers, Most of the country's officers and soldiers were captured.

In ancient wars, no matter which side won, they would not pursue and fight too hard, and would even express their tolerance most of the time, which would help win people's hearts.

But when the 40,000-strong Han army received the order from the King of Han to "take no prisoners", most of the soldiers had implemented these three words into all their actions until the end of the battle - they fell down and watched their fellow soldiers kill the golden man. , or if his comrade falls, he steps on his comrade's body and continues to rush forward to fight the golden man.

Therefore, post-war statistics show that both sides suffered heavy casualties. The Jin people were unable to break out of the encirclement of the Han army until the entire army collapsed.

It is now August of the first year of Jingkang. More than a month ago, a fully formed Jin army of 20,000 people was wiped out in front of Shanhaiguan. The impact of this war was enough to overturn the world situation in the next few years.

The rumbling drum beat, the cell door opened, and a soldier led Wang Ahai out of the cage. When the dazzling sunlight shrouded him, Wang Ahai did not squint his eyes, but let the stinging in his eyes remind him that he had left that damned person. prison.

He is not one of those big gold soldiers who dare to die on the battlefield, he wants to live.

The soldier waited beside him for a moment, then took his arm and led him to continue walking forward. After the pain in his eyes gradually dissipated, Wang Ahai saw countless soldiers and armored soldiers, and the ranks were like a forest of spears and halberds. Their blades shine with the same brilliance as the sun.

The ground was shaking, and hundreds of black-armored cavalry were rushing in like black waves. Among them, a middle-aged man in black royal uniform dismounted. The dozen generals and a large number of soldiers following behind him immediately dismounted and followed again. behind him.

In fact, the middle-aged man still has a handsome appearance, a strong figure, and steady and powerful steps.

The soldier holding Wang Ahai next to him exerted his strength again. He pushed Wang Ahai forward a few steps, and then two petty officials immediately came over and helped Wang Ahai change into a Jin official. Wang Ahai resisted instinctively, because he was countless The Han soldiers changed their clothes in public.

Although they were solemnly helping him put on official robes, Wang Ahai clearly felt that he was being treated as a sacrificial pig, sheep and cow, and was being "displayed" at this time.

It was he who brought the "gift" from Wanyan Lou's family to ask the King of Han to surrender. Now, the King of Han wants him to read out the letter of surrender from the Jin army.

Rows of golden men were forced to kneel down. As for those who refused to be humiliated, there were soldiers with crossbows nearby. Once they saw those who refused to kneel, they would be shot on the spot.

There were many Jin soldiers present, more than a thousand, but compared to the tens of thousands of Han troops around them, these unarmed Jin soldiers were insignificant. Then a Han army envoy came on horseback and faced them. He yelled: "Your Majesty has an order, kneel down!"

Wang Ahai's eyes followed the other party, but the other party didn't even look at him until he climbed up the steps and sat on the chair. Instead, he nodded calmly.

"let's start."

However, the hands of the two clerks were very strong and at the same time they were very careful. After putting on a piece of clothing for Wang Ahai, they paused for a moment to check whether it was suitable for Wang Ahai to put it on. Then they nodded with satisfaction and helped him. Wear other accessories.

Wang Ahai was the only one present who could stand. After he put on his official robe, someone immediately handed him a book to read, and asked him thoughtfully if he could read Chinese.

But there are already a few strands of white hair floating on his temples, which is particularly obvious when compared with the young generals around him.

After a moment of silence, he had to take over the unfamiliar manuscript. After a cursory glance, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Read it."

The King of Han and Wang Ahai were separated by hundreds of steps, but after the former spoke, his request was immediately passed to Wang Ahai. The latter calmed down and began to recite slowly. ". We are a small country with no faith and no principles. We suddenly became ferocious and stubborn, and carried out a large-scale attack, which resulted in the defeat of the army. Now we bow our heads to beg for mercy, accept the kindness of the king, forgive the remaining sins, and return everyone to their own country to protect the territory. From now on, they will not do it again!"

After reading it, Wang Ahai took the initiative to hold the book of surrender above his head without any signal from the two little officials next to him, and then knelt on the ground.

There are rows of tombs standing next to the high platform, and there are also many stone tablets. The tallest and thickest stone tablet is more than three meters high. The body of the tablet is written in Chinese regular script and inscribed "Ningyuan Hou Ningyuan Army Jiedu, Founder of the Han Dynasty". Envoy General Zhao Gong’s Shinto Monument.”

On the high platform, the King of Han nodded slightly, indicating that he accepted the "surrender" of the Jin people. Then he faced the direction of the tombs, picked up a glass of water and wine, and slowly poured it down. Finally, he put down the wine glass and faced the countless tombs. Bow and salute.

On the incense table next to it, there was a wisp of smoke.

Below, drums were beating, and more than a thousand Jin men, led by their envoys, surrendered to the King of Han.

But the Han army's queue seemed a bit depressing from beginning to end, especially when they saw the more than a thousand Jin men who were still alive.

Any Han army soldier standing here alive must have fathers and brothers who died in the previous Shanhaiguan battle. Therefore, the hatred for the Jin people is layered upon layer, enough to be engraved in the bones, at least within three generations. Hatred will motivate them to continue going to the battlefield to seek revenge.

The King of Han stood up and slammed the wine glass on the ground. He stood in the center of the high platform and shouted to the countless soldiers below:
"At the foot of Yin Mountain, there are more than 20,000 of our brothers. They are blocked by the golden dogs on their way home. We cannot give up on them! I know that you are all tired, but the golden people will not cease the war!"

"Then, I will give them war!"

Liu Ling turned around and lit the beacon fire. In front of him, billowing black smoke rose into the sky.

"The founding of the Han Dynasty begins today!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

The strong wind at the foot of Yinshan Mountain is like a knife, cutting people's faces. The vast green grass was blown down by the wind. At the end of the grassland, near a hill, a dozen Han soldiers and Jin soldiers met. The former roared and took the initiative to attack, while the latter was retreating.

When he realized that he couldn't escape, a Jin man stood on the spot and began to pick up his bow and arrows. The others drew their swords and guns in tacit agreement, turned around and rushed towards the Han army's sentry cavalry.

Two Han army sentries were hit by arrows and fell off their horses, but three Jin people were also hit by arrows. The two sides soon reached close combat distance. A Han army sentry rider threw a short spear with his hand and passed by a Jin cavalry. In an instant, the gun blade sank into the latter's neck.

The Han army sentry rider then drew out his saber with his backhand, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and the horse neighed and rushed towards another Jin cavalryman.

The former's blade grazed the golden soldier's arm armor, setting off a series of sparks, which successfully penetrated into the unprotected elbow. After a moment, the golden soldier screamed and fell off his horse, wailing and rolling in front of his horse, his right arm Half of it was missing, and blood was flowing to the ground.

The Han army sentry rider rode his horse and raised his sword, and said loudly to the surprised Jin soldiers in front of him:

"Li Yanxian of the Han Army is here, come if you are not afraid of death!"

(End of this chapter)