Chapter 22: The foundation of the Northeast (1)

"Woo...Woo..." The sound of Jurchens' horns echoed on the mountains everywhere, as if thousands of troops were about to break out.

Bai Zhu was serving Zhu Zhi to take medicine. The horn made Zhu Zhi have a syndrome. Bai Zhu looked around blankly: "Are the Jurchens going to attack again?"

Zhu Shi said: "This is just their bluffing. Get the Iron Chief Shi quickly!"

Bai Zhu was deliberately angry: "Didn't you agree to calm down and ignore military affairs after you have agreed?"

Zhu Shi smiled and said, "My little housewife, can you not be so powerful? Isn't this a military emergency?"

Bai Zhu refused to give in: "It's just the little housekeeper. Didn't you say it's just a Jurchen bluff? Just let Tie Changshi and the others take care of it, you'd better have a good rest.

"The care of Bai Zhu made Zhu Zhi feel sweet in his heart. There was no way to lie back on the hospital bed.

After a while, Tie Xuan came to the medical camp for a visit. Zhu Zhi looked at Bai Zhu pitifully with helplessness. Bai Zhu snorted at him Nunu's nose and said, "It's only a moment, I can't be more, I'll scream later.

"As he said that, he turned around and went out.

Tie Xuan entered the camp, Zhu Shi was exempted from his courtesy, sat beside him and asked, "What's the situation with the enemy?"

Tie Hyun said: "I blew the horn all morning, but no soldiers and soldiers came out."

Zhu Shi said: "Zhahaqi is going to run away, what are the plans for Dingshi?"

Tie Xuan said: "I have studied the retreat paths of the Jurchens. I have ordered the scout guards and Yulin Right Guard to set out, and there is also a sneaking track here." Tie Xuan opened a map and gave Zhu Shi instructions.

Zhu Zhi nodded and said, "Let the soldiers and generals be bolder. Now the Jurchens have become a loser and their morale has been seized. The primary task of each department is to constantly destroy the morale of the Jurchens. In order to achieve their goals, they can use any trick."

Tie Xuan nodded and was more appropriate to astronomy?”

Zhu Zhi smiled slightly and said, "Dingshi, I am not as good as you in war, so I need to rely on your command. To a certain extent, you are my highest military commander in Liaodong. You should bravely stand up and take responsibility for these things.

"Tie Xuan is not used to taking on such a big responsibility, which is what Zhu Zhi thinks he needs to change the most.

Tie Hyun said seriously: "Hyung has something in her heart and doesn't know whether to say it or not."

Zhu Shi said: "Of course I have to talk about it."

Tie Xuan said: "Does Your Highness really trust the humble position so much?"

Zhu Zhi said: "Why? Does Dingshi think I don't trust you enough?"

Tie Xuan lowered his head and said, "No, it's just that in the first Battle of Sarhu, Bei Yi's combat plan was not successful, but instead affected His Highness in danger. So..."

Oh, I didn't expect that Tie Xuan had always had a knot in his heart, but Zhu Zhi never expected it. He smiled softly and said, "So that's it, haha, I usually see the tyrants of the tripod and stone, but I didn't expect that there were times when I was tempted by my daughter.

Winning and losing are common things in military affairs. I am afraid that the Dingshi is too constrained to win or lose. This is not the way for famous generals. In the past, Xiang Yu was undefeated in his life, but he was eventually defeated at Gaixia. But you are different. Start with failure and slowly restore your confidence.

I believe I will keep moving towards victory.”

Tie Xuan stopped Zhu Shi's guidance, and the knot in his heart gradually untied. He immediately stood up and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your trust, Xuan will definitely be in a desperate situation and assist Your Highness in pacifying Liaodong."

Tie Xuan's words touched Zhu Qi's heart. Is it just to pacify Liaodong? Tie Xuan was a ruthless royalist party in history, after the Jingnan Dynasty. The only one among the three heroes of Yan who died for Jianwen, can't this history be changed?

Zhu Shi thought and sighed softly.

Tie Xuan didn't know that Zhu Zhi's thinking had been leaping to a few years later, and he thought he had something to say, so he stood aside. Zhu Zhi found out after a while and ordered Tie Xuan to go down and dispatch troops. Looking at his back, Zhu Zhi sighed.

Why don’t I have the aura of domineeringness? Why can’t I pat my shoulders so much that these people are so impressed?

The Jurchens, who had blown the horn all morning, had no soldiers and soldiers, rushed to the plains. The scouts returned.

There were only a few dozen trumpeters in the mountains and blew hard for a long time. The Jurchens team had already withdrawn their troops in the early morning, but they were ambushed two troops on both sides of the road that they had to go north to protect the retreat. Zahaqi's withdrawal was once again unexpected.

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The long mountain road was twisting and turns, and Zahaqi frowned on the war horse, and the retreat was very smooth. Apart from the elusive Liaodong scouts, the Han people did not send a single soldier to pursue him, which was also somewhat unexpected.

Zahaqi felt a headache. The Han people's military tactics were so sophisticated and impeccable.

At the beginning, he arranged the ground and suspected that the soldiers were not effective. Instead, he fought head-on with the main force of the Liao King in Sarhu, and fought a battle at the time and place chosen by the other party, which greatly damaged the Jurchens' vitality. Then he used the blind spot light troops on the battlefield to fly across Guanshan and suddenly took Lalu, and the entire war situation took a sharp turn.

Now that the Jurchens are retreating north, the Han people have no light troops to pursue them. Zahaqi only feels that he is trapped and has no way to exert his strength. The future of returning to Lalu this time is uncertain.

What is most worrying now is the East Road Grand Prince Fele land. They are fewer than their opponents, and Fele is prone to impatientness. Zahazi sent at least four groups of messengers to order Fele to retreat slowly.

"Swoosh...swoosh..." Suddenly, two feather arrows flew out from the bushes by the mountain, hitting the necks of two Jurchens, and blood gushed out, and the two knocked down their horses.

"Wow" the entire marching team was in chaos, and shouts of "Enemy attack, enemy attack" came one after another, and dozens of cavalry rushed towards the mountain.

Another rain of arrows was spread out from the woods, and several cavalrymen were caught and fell off their horses. Judging from the number of feather arrows, the number of opponents was not large, and the generals who led the troops were even more courageous and urged the soldiers to rush into the woods.

The incident just now came suddenly, and the personal soldiers quickly surrounded Zahaqi as a meat shield. Zahaqi said angrily: "What are you panic? What are you panic? How many thieves will make you panic like this."

Not long after, a "bang" roar came from the woods, and screams before death were endless. Jurchen soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes were full of excitement, as if they wanted to rush into the woods to get the heads of those ignorant southerners to receive the merits.

However, after a long time, the Jurchen cavalry who drove away the enemy still did not return.

Zahaqi's brow locked deeper, and the roar just now pulled him back to the battlefield in Sarhu, and his most elite warriors fell in batches among these roars.

Zahaqi secretly shouted in his heart that something was wrong, and quickly sent another team of 100 people to pick him up.

The situation that the leading centurion saw in the woods is probably never forgotten in three lifetimes. The companions who drove away the enemy just now all fell in the woods. Some were shot in the pit, some were penetrated by the wood spear underneath, and some were killed by swords.

Some of them were charred and covered in blood, and I don’t know why they were injured.

The centurion shuddered and ordered his subordinates to spread out carefully and searched carefully. Suddenly, a "haha" laughter came from a distance, and the laughter slowly went from near to far away, which made people shudder.

"All destroyed?" Zahaqi didn't believe his ears. Thirty Jurchen cavalry all fell into the forest? What army was the other party? Zahaqi walked into the forest under the leadership of the centurion, which was hell rather than a forest.

This is clearly an ambush carefully arranged by the enemy, and the traps are arranged in detail. Zahaqi was angry. This is clearly the masterpiece of the experienced Jurchen hunters, the scum who betrayed the Jurchen ancestors. He turned around and helped the Han people kill their own people.

From this day on, a small Han army began to harass endlessly, and several feather arrows would occasionally emerge on the road near the forest; or several iron masses that did not know the mysterious thing, accompanied by loud noises.

Several more cavalrymen were burnt; when the Jurchens finally got into the camp after a busy day, the grooms who went to the river to drink horses often disappeared; at night, the tired soldiers were about to fall asleep, but the small groups of cavalry of the Han people emerged from somewhere, and the rockets and iron turrets greeted him.

A gust of wind came and another gust of wind left, and the Jurchens had no time to prepare horses. After everyone had slept for two hours, the Han people came again, and another rocket and iron mass that would explode.

The next day, Zahaqi arranged a cavalry and lie in the camp gate. When he found the Han people roaring, he immediately went out to pursue the camp.

But first, the opponent roared past the horse, and second, he was far away and shot archers. When the cavalry rushed out, they only caught a few Han people who threw iron trunks, but the archers could not catch up.

Wait until the second half of the night, the Han people came back. This time, even the iron-throwing ground was left, and they shot arrows into the camp with only two hundred steps away. One of the arrows happened to hit a tent, and the sheepskin tent burned and there was no time to extinguish it.

That night, the Jurchens didn't sleep all night, and kept worrying about whether there would be changes outside the camp again.

In this way, the Jurchens became frightened birds in three days, and no one could sleep well at night. The brave Jurchens in the past all became eggplants made of frost, listless.

On the fourth night, Zahaqi secretly called out several cavalrymen and lie around the camp. Who knew that the cavalry that the Han people attacked disappeared again.

Zhang Shun led the Jurchen scout team led by the scout guards and Nima to harass, sneak attacks, ambush and other tricks. During the training, this tactic was personally formulated by the Liao King Zhu Zhi. He called this tactic "guerrilla warfare". Although it could not completely defeat the opponent, the endless harassment was enough to make the Jurchens exhausted and in pain.

Only passively get beaten, but can't find the enemy! The helpless feeling made the Jurchens extremely nervous. Sometimes, hundreds of Jurchens rushed over angrily with a storm on the roadside, and nothing usually happened.

An explosion came from the front, Han people! Come again... Every Jurchen person felt this helplessness in his heart. At this moment, they had already lost interest in reacting. Come on, as long as the arrow is the iron mass does not fall on themselves.

Suddenly, the scouts responsible for the right wing alert rushed out of the hillside with yelling, running and shouting: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

There were crowds of people and horses in the grass on the hillside, and two large flags flashed out of the forest. On the left, there was "Yulin Right Guard Front Camp" written on the right. On the right, there was a big word "Qu" written on the scarlet word, guiding the cavalry out.

The majestic general in the lead was Qu Qing. He led a cavalry to sweep down the hillside and rushed towards the Jurchen Central Army. Qu Qing's bows and arrows were indeed fired, and several escaped scouts in front of him had already knocked off the horse.

When he approached the central army, Qu Qing hung up his bow and arrow, took the narrow blade and roared into the Jurchen formation. The horses were everywhere, and the swords were flying everywhere. The Yulin Guard Cavalry, who followed him, suppressed and shot at both sides with bows and arrows.

The Jurchens' team spread out toward both sides like a separate tide, and the Yulin Guards cut into the formation like sharp swords.

A good general, Zahaqi looked at the Han general who rushed into the team in surprise. Zahaqi's messengers and flags flew, and he invited the troops in front and behind to return to the middle to help.

The personal guards surrounded Zahaqi and retreated. When did this happen in the previous Jurchen wars? Zahaqi angrily stopped the defeat of the central army and shouted loudly to rush over and intercept the Yulin Guard.

It was too late, Qu Qing took advantage of the horse's express and took the banner of the Jurchen Central Army.

He used his sword and slashed horizontally. The Jurchen flag officer raised his sword to block the grid. He was cut off by the sharp cold light and the knife. The central army flag on the horse lost its support. He fell down slowly with the sound of surprise or pain from the Jurchens.

Thousands of people, including Zahazi, stayed on the spot, shocked and at a loss.

Qu Qing put away his knife, took the bow and arrow again, tied the reins and grabbed the horse. The war horse under his crotch was in pain, and he raised his front hooves with a sigh and stood up high among the crowd. At the same time, he straightened his back and bent his bow and arrow to look around and found Zahaqi surrounded by his personal guards.

The moment the horse fell, the feather arrow shot out like a meteor, and the personal guard who was blocking Zahaqi's head fell down as he responded.

Qu Qing stood up again and saw that Zahaqi was still there, and more personal guards had surrounded him.

A murderous cold light shone through the crowd, staring at Zahaqi, raised his hand and pointed at the other side, and said sternly: "Zhaqi, I will take the dog's head on your neck in the future." As he said that, he slapped his horse and danced his sword, and rushed into the Jurchen clan.

The Jurchen Middle Road personal guard, which lost the initiative, was cut in half by the Han cavalry. When the Jurchens reacted, two thousand cavalry had already penetrated the team and rushed to the opposite hillside.

The Jurchen guards hurriedly chased after him, but were greeted by the Han people with iron mass. The explosion sounded, and the smoke was shrouded in the smoke. After finally disappearing, the Han cavalry had disappeared in the forest.

Zahaqi couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Those brave and warlike Jurchens actually allowed their opponents to travel through the team freely.

An ominous premonition arose in his heart. Doesn’t the slowly falling flag of the central army represent a gradual collapse of morale?
Chapter completed!