Song Dynasty

Chapter 83
Why is this big river so wide?
The river wind was blowing, and the snow curtain in front of me was torn to pieces by the power of nature, and the eyes were wide open.Standing on the warship at the front, Yelu Mawu, the chief supervisor of the Kingdom of Jin, had already been blown through the iron armor by the cold wind, but he didn't feel cold.It's just... my head is a little dizzy.

The hearty battle of yesterday's daytime battle is still like wine, making him feel like he has a hangover.

The blood of my Daliao warrior is still there!

Just yesterday, his [-] Khitan warriors had just arrived on the north bank of the river to seize the ferry, and before they had time to set up camp, the [-] troops of Song Jiankang Left Guards crossed the river.

I saw sails all over the river, large and small boats leaning against each other, densely packed, as if there was no end in sight.The wealth of the Song people and the abundance of military resources can be seen. To be honest, Ma Wu had never seen such a Song army before, and he was shocked.

It would be a lie to say that they are not guilty. The enemy in front of them is a powerful army trained by Zongze Zong Rulin. When they stayed in Tokyo, even if they were as strong as Jurchen, they suffered countless losses when they entered Tokyo.

I suddenly encountered the main force of the Song army today, can I get it?

Shocked, Yelu Mawu had no choice but to raise his spirits and line up his troops, and sent a fast horse to ask Wanyan Zongbi for help.

But what he never expected was that the legendary invincible soldiers left behind by the Song people were so vulnerable.

That's right, the Song army on the opposite side was still as well-equipped as before. Everyone was wearing armor, which looked as if they were wrapped in steel.But when I, a Khitan warrior, charged, the [-] Song army was defeated.

And after seeing the blood, the soldiers under him remembered the hatred of Daliao's destruction of the country back then, and all of them were red-eyed.

Yes, if it wasn't for the treachery of the Song people and the Jurchens attacking my Yanjing, how could my Daliao lose so quickly and so miserably.I, Daliao, could not beat the Jurchen, and my country was destroyed.A man and a man, duel on the battlefield, dignified and upright, even if he loses, he has no regrets.You Song people are conspiring behind your back, but it is disgusting.

It's ridiculous that Zhao Ji's son in the Song Dynasty later became a prisoner of the Jin people and suffered all kinds of humiliation. It's really heart-warming!

General Yelu Yuxu was right. Now that we have surrendered Jurchen, the pain of destroying the country is nothing but the pain of the Song people's betrayal. All of this must be recovered on the battlefield.No matter what, let the people of the world see that my Khitan man is also a warrior who can fight, no matter what, let the people of Song Dynasty also taste the bitter fruit that they have sown.

……

In fact, the Jurchen clan was relatively small. Li Gang once said: "The Jin soldiers made a big show of their power, but the actual number was only [-], and most of them were Xi, Khitan, and Bohai bastards, and their elite soldiers were only [-]."

Therefore, in the previous military operations against the Song Dynasty, they had to rely on the former Liao soldiers.

Most of the Hebei signing troops recruited for this Wushu attack on the Song Dynasty were Khitans from the former Liao Kingdom.

After several years of fighting, Khitan generals also grew up rapidly and held important positions in the Jin army.

For example, Yelu Mawu has participated in the two battles of Kaifeng in Jingkang year, the battle of Taiyuan by Wanyan Zonghan, and the battle of destroying Fuzhou Zhejia.And because of his military merits, he was promoted from an ordinary general to the Marshal's Bingma Youdu Supervisor.He became the third person in the Wushu Army to destroy the Song Dynasty, second only to the Fourth Prince and Wanyan Balisu.

In yesterday's battle, Ma Wu always rushed to the front. The knife in his hand was full of gaps, and he couldn't cut it anymore, so he replaced it with a new one.After the killing, he didn't know how many Song generals he had beheaded.

This battle not only drove all the Song troops down the river, but also captured dozens of large ships.

After the main force of Wushu arrived, the battle was over.

Seeing so many ships, the whole army was ecstatic. This was the only thing they captured during their one-month stay in Jiangbei!With the boat in hand, the natural moat of the Yangtze River in front of us has finally become a thoroughfare.

Such a smooth battle and such a major victory made Ma Wu's servant army of the Jurchens feel proud.The army was full of fanaticism, and the soldiers from top to bottom called for a fight, asking him to immediately lead everyone to take down Majiadu by boat and open up a bridgehead for the army on the south bank of the Yangtze River.

Yelu Ma Wu also had his whole body boiling with enthusiasm. The troops had only rested for a day before they challenged Wushu to fight. It must be fought in the shortest possible time.Song people have many people and boats, and they are familiar with water.If they wake up to their senses and fight us on the river, no matter how good our Jurchen and Khitan warriors are at fighting, this battle will still be a mess.

Behind him, at the bows of nineteen large ships, there was an officer vigorously waving the small flag in his hand downward.On either side of the ship, a row of long oars pierced the water and slid back with the flag, making the vessel look like a crab with claws.

Every time you swipe, the river water under you makes a loud "crash", like thunder.And Yelv Mawu also felt his body leaning back obviously, obviously the ship was in a state of high-speed motion.

However, the surroundings were pitch black, except for Lian Tianfeixue constantly flickering in the night light, he couldn't see anything.

The ship seems to be driving in the chaos of the beginning of the world, which makes people suspect that it will not end at all.

"Why is this river so wide? Will I take the wrong course, will I float down like this, and float directly to Jinling? Where are the Song people on the other side? Are they already on guard and gathering an army to wait on the other side? Are you looking at us?" Yelv Mawu felt worried because his head was still dizzy.The northerners don't know how to steer a boat, and they can't handle the sails on the boat, so they can only rely on manpower to paddle.He can be regarded as a healthy person, but at this moment he wants to spit out the dinner he just had, let alone the Bohai disciples under his command.

Can they still hold out, can they still fight later?
For a moment, my heart was full of messy thoughts.

At this moment, a soldier beside him called out in a low voice: "Captain, we're here."

Hearing this, Yeluma trembled and looked along his arm.

I saw that there was a bright light projected from the snow curtain ahead, illuminating the river bank like a white ground.Light and shadow instantly enveloped Yelvma's five heads, causing him to be temporarily blinded.

It took him a long time before he recovered and looked intently.

That's right, that is the Majiadu Wharf where the Song Army camp is located.Looking from this side, you can clearly see the bluestone steps on the bank, and see the reflection of the lights in the water being torn apart by the river current.

Behind the pier is a circle of gentle hills, as graceful as a beautiful woman.

It was too close. Under the cover of night and heavy snow, the fleet approached so easily, only two or three hundred steps away from the enemy's camp.

The expected throwing stones and rockets did not appear, and only a few soldiers on the shore gathered around the fire, facing the fire with dejected faces.

To win, to win!

Yelu Wuma's heart was instantly occupied by intense joy. He held on to the side of the boat and leaned out as hard as he could, as if he wanted to see everything in front of him clearly.

At the same time, the Khitan signing troops on the twenty warships also realized that victory was in sight, and paddled faster with their hands, and the muscles on their arms were raised high, obviously exhausting all their strength.

But because I was so excited, the movements seemed scattered and the rhythm was messed up.In this way, the ship slowed down instead.

The loud sound of paddling alarmed the Song army on the shore. It was visible to the naked eye. The soldiers who were warming up looked up at the same time, and then they had incredible expressions on their faces.

It took a long time before someone jumped up and shouted hoarsely: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The gongs and drums sounded chaotically, and there was chaos on the pier. Some people were going to get weapons, while others were running here and there. Some officers shouted loudly, trying to organize their men into formation.

Row after row of fences were lifted by soldiers of the Song Army and blocked the road.

More chaotic feather arrows came, nailed to the side of the boat, nailed to the Khitan soldiers.

One soldier was so unlucky that he was shot in the face by an arrow and fell into the water with a muffled grunt, splashing bright waves.He was dressed in heavy armor, and once he entered the water, he sank directly to the bottom of the river like a weight.

Blocked by the enemy's feathered arrow, the Khitan signing army dodged subconsciously, and the boat was even slower.

Now that he had been exposed, and now that he had arrived at the battlefield, Yelvma jumped onto the bow with five roars, straightened his body in the arrow rain, turned around and let out a long roar with all his strength: "What's the mess, what's the mess, look at you, look at me!" Look at you, where is the spirit of my Bohai boy? Who is the person on the other side, our defeated opponent. We were able to beat them yesterday, and we can win again today. Boys of Bohai, are you brave enough? Answer I!"

A thousand Khitan soldiers shouted at the same time: "Compared with tigers and leopards!"

"Are your bows and arrows ready?"

"Enough to shoot through the heart of the enemy!"

"Is the knife in your hand fast?"

"It's enough to cut off Song Dog's head!"

"Okay!" Yelv Mawu laughed loudly, "I, Yelv Mawu, will be at the forefront, you just need to follow me. Now, beat the drum for me, and paddle to the beat of the drum, don't mess around. You have to fight battles, and you have to cut off Song Dog's head!"

"Yes, the prison!" More than 1000 soldiers shouted at the same time.

The fierce drums of war blared.

The distance of two to three hundred steps is so short, in just an instant, the warship under Yeluma Wu slammed into the pier hard.

The heavy iron anchor was thrown out and hooked on the steps, splashing out sparks.

Yelu Mawu snatched the long ax from the guards' hands, jumped down first with a roar, danced a ball of white light, and rushed into a group of dumbfounded Song soldiers.

With a sweep of the long axe, two enemies were cut in half by him, and hot liquid flew all over the sky.

At the same time, the Khitans on other warships also jumped to the shore one after another. In an instant, arrows and rocks were flying, blood was rushing, and killing sounds shook the sky at the Majiadu Wharf, which was still quiet before.

Seeing that Yelu Mawu was so fierce, everyone was broken by him on the battlefield yesterday. With a "boom", the Song army dispersed and ran desperately towards the small hill behind the pier.

Swish, a few cold arrows flew past Yelvma Wu's cheek, but he didn't even blink his eyes, the big ax in his hand kept chopping on the blocked horse with the sound of rumbling wind, causing sawdust to fly.With just two or three blows, he cut it in two: "Rush up and occupy that hill, hurry up!"

Song Jun is cowardly and timid, and he is not worried about winning this battle.The only thing to worry about is the god arm bow in hand of the enemy. Yesterday the Song army crossed the river and attacked, and his men suffered a little loss from this sharp weapon.If you don't occupy the high ground ahead and break through to the depths of the enemy's camp as soon as possible, once the Song army comes to their senses and arranges the crossbowmen there, condescending, this battle will be difficult to fight.

The Song army in front was completely confused, so they just turned desperately and ran towards the hillside, shouting hysterically as they ran: "Defeated, defeated!"

Routines crowded the hillside so densely that it looked like there were at least a thousand.

Behind them, the Khitan warriors lined up in an orderly formation and chased after them unhurriedly. From time to time, they drew their bows and set up arrows to drench a cluster of arrows on their heads, accelerating the chaos of the enemy.

In fact, Yelv Mawu knew that his worries were unnecessary.At this moment, the enemy has completely lost order, and he hardly needs to do anything, just drive this group of defeated enemies forward.

When attacked in such a dark night, the enemy will inevitably bomb the camp, and the more than 1000 routs will snowball like snowballs.Under such circumstances, not to mention the incompetent Du Chong, even if Zhao Kuangyin was reborn, he would be trampled into meat sauce by the rebel army.

Won, totally won.

The wind and snow hit his face and got into his eyes, Yelu Wuma walked forward firmly with a big ax in hand, when suddenly hot tears dripped down his face.

The left-behind division of the Song people is over, and the backbone of this army is the Western Army that attacked my Yanjing back then.

If it weren't for them, how could my Daliao country be destroyed.

In these years, how many warriors from Khitan, Xi, and Bohai died on the battlefield, and every family has filial piety, and every family has lost their children.All of this is thanks to the bastards of the Western Army in front of them.Just today, the pain we have suffered will make them return a thousand times, a hundred times.

Destroy them, kill them all.

Except death.

This heavy snow, the heavy snow that falls in the south of the Yangtze River and also in Yanshan Mountain, belongs to the icy coldness of our men in the north, just like our firm heart.

Bless us!
(End of this chapter)