For Nian Gezhen, the governor of Zhuozhou, today is really a day of change.
When Yang An'er's troops arrived at the city, he was already ready to be dealt with. After all, before he became the governor here, he was the governor of Xuande Dezhou, and Jiming Mountain where Yang An'er was stationed was in Xuande Province... The two of them had some kind of friendship, and Yang An'er was not the kind of person who killed wantonly.
Later, Heshi Liezhizhong and his troops suddenly arrived, and Nian cutezhen's impression of him was much worse than that of Yang An'er. He knew very well that He Shilie was pursuing his own selfish ambitions and was not following justice. If he was allowed to enter the city, it would definitely be a bloodbath, so he quickly urged the commander Su Lingtong to order troops to defend the city.
As a result, hundreds of local soldiers gathered, and another group of soldiers appeared out of thin air outside the city.
Nian Kaizhen hurriedly ran along the city wall to take a look. There were clouds in the sky and it was a little dark. He couldn't find the flag for a while. He only listened to the shouts and questions from the city, and then the people from the city claimed that they were Zhuozhou volunteers and subordinates of Jing'an people.
What is Zhuozhou Yiyong? How come I, the governor of Zhuozhou, don’t know this? No, Jing Anmin! Is this guy going to break up with the imperial court? Could it be that he is Yang An'er's accomplice?
Nian Gezhen shouted loudly and asked Jing'anmin to answer below the city. Unexpectedly, the people of Jing'an had a very high reputation in the local area. When he shouted outside the city, the local soldiers dispersed like birds and beasts. The Jingan people's troops cut off the barriers and entered the city, and in an instant they controlled all the important places in the city.
Nian Kaizhen was wandering around the city. Seeing that he was already considering jumping to gain a reputation of being loyal and good, the people of Jing'an hurried up from the walking trail to the city.
Jing Anmin was accompanied by a fat monk. The monk's clothes were covered in blood, and he was holding a head in his hand. It belonged to Su Lingtong, the commander of the Zhuozhou capital.
The several concubines were all shocked. Some came forward to fight, while others looked at each other and turned around to run away.
By this time, Nian Gezhen had calmed down. He stopped the follower who was trying to use force. He laughed and went up to him. He said half-blamingly and half-kindly: "Brother Jing is not stationed in Dafang Mountain, so why do you have time to come here?" ? If you need anything, just send someone to give instructions, why bother..."
Jing Anmin was not as friendly to him as before. He strode straight past Nian Kaezhen and stood at the top of the city where he could overlook the battle situation.
Nian Kaizhen carefully took a few steps closer and heard Jing Anmin complaining to the monk: "Monk! Didn't you tell me something like this earlier? Of course we can't allow Hu Shahu to stay here, but Guo Liulang is too reckless. Now! Does he think he is still the little pawn he was before?"
The monk didn't seem to take Jing Anmin's impatience seriously. He just patted his head happily and said, "Liu Lang said that he is sure!"
Jing Anmin's face was full of disbelief: "Confidence? He is still sure? How many people did he bring? Hu Shahu's side, even if they dispatch infantry to fight Yang An'er fiercely, he is surrounded by a cloud of iron cavalry, how can he be easy to deal with?"
Monk Luo was too lazy to argue. He just nodded in the direction of the battlefield and said, "Just take a look!"
Jing Anmin took a few steps to stand at the front and stared.
At this time, the clouds became denser and denser, and the air was filled with a gloomy and solemn atmosphere. And under this obscure sky, Jing'an people could clearly see that Guo Ning, who was wearing green velvet armor, led a few of his subordinates to run into the queue of kidnapper horses and Qingqi. They fought several times and ended the situation surrounded by the enemy. pulpy.
Before the enemy could regroup, he suddenly reined in his horse and retreated, and under the siege of hundreds of cavalry, he killed a general wearing an ocher yellow military robe!
From the perspective of onlookers from a high place, Guo Ning's advances and retreats were like a god, as if he was leading twenty or thirty people and easily toyed with hundreds of Jurchen Qingqi to applause!
Monk Luo slapped the wall hard and shouted: "Okay!"
Jing Anmin's face was full of astonishment: "This...is this Guo Liulang serious?"
Beside the two of them, Nian Kezhen's feet became weak and she fell suddenly to the ground. She kept saying, "That yellow-robed general is Pucha Liujin! He was the most famous warrior in the Zhongdu Military Guard back then!"
The people of Jing'an ignored Nian Gezhen and said hurriedly: "Now that we have killed a warrior and weakened Hu Shahu's spirit, it's time to stop as soon as possible! Let's rely on the city and slowly deal with him!"
Monk Luo said "Hey": "Liu Lang went to Hu Shahu's main formation!"
"What, what, what?" Jing Anmin considered himself a brave man and had seen many fights in his life. But even with his courage and knowledge, he couldn't imagine that Guo Ning could be so brave!
No wonder the thousands of defeated troops near Anzhou obeyed him. No wonder when he killed Xiao Haohu, hundreds of Xi troops did not dare to stop him! He simply didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "Guo Liulang, he is well-deserved!"
At the foot of Fanyang City.
When Pucha Liujin's troops were harassed by a small group of cavalry, Hu Shahu, who was in the middle army, once roared angrily. However, he was a marshal after all. No matter how violent he was, he could control his emotions very quickly.
Therefore, after Hu Shahu confirmed that Pucha Liujin was going to meet him personally, he no longer paid attention to the enemy cavalry rushing into the formation, but continued to focus on his own front formation used to fight Yang An'er.
He had previously ordered Wanyan Chounu, who was in charge of the front line command, to strengthen the left wing, and also sent people to kill the generals who were unfavorable in the battle. As expected, our own side gradually gained the upper hand on the left wing and began to reconnect the originally fragmented front, slowly compressing and shrinking Yang An'er's right wing.
Hu Shahu observed carefully for a long time. He felt that his old enemy's response was good, and he was really good at rallying the rebellious people in Zhuozhou into a strong army in such a short period of time.
However, the rioters do not have time to undergo complete military training, so their resilience is always a problem.
Hu Shahu's troops received a notification from Han Renqing, so they came to Guangyang Town in the south of the Central Capital overnight. It came so quickly, and it was also considered that Yang An'er was not given time to adjust.
When Yang An'er rebelled in Shandong, he relied on family ties and his own huge reputation. But these two conditions are not met in Zhuozhou. All he can do is to stir up dissatisfaction among the ignorant people against the imperial court and make those fools content with the pleasure of robbery and revenge... That cannot sustain a fierce battle. It is estimated that in another moment, their ranks will be completely shaken. .
If the front line falters, Yang An'er's team in the back line will come up to support.
That was Yang An'er's old foundation, the Tie Wa Gan warrior who was recruited by the imperial court.
Hum hum, if it weren't for the Song people causing trouble, we, He Shi Liezhi, would have wiped them out long ago. How could we allow them to be so arrogant like this?
As long as they dared to move, more than 500 light cavalry on both wings would immediately rush into the battlefield, first crushing the resistance of the front formation, and then driving the broken troops into the center. That kind of scene like the collapse of a stormy wave will greatly shake the fighting spirit of the soldiers. Even if Yang An'er has great abilities, he can only struggle to cope with it.
Then, it's time for the armored cavalry to break through the formation in one fell swoop, relaxed and happy.
As for the twenty or thirty cavalry who appeared behind them, they were nothing on a battlefield where thousands of people were fighting. Under normal circumstances, they would not even make a small wave.
Hu Shahu led his troops to fight in the south and north. How many powerful enemies did he encounter and how many armies did he see? He didn't pay much attention to the mere twenty or thirty riders behind him.
He is by no means a reckless person. Since he agreed to Han Renqing's request to come here, he has already learned about the situation in the Hebei states from this old soldier's mouth. He knows that anyone who has the strength to stand up and be an uninvited guest at this time is nothing more than a defeat. The two forces of the north and the south have soldiers as the core.
But what do those defeated troops count?
Before the battle at Yehuling, if these people had the guts, they would have fought the Mongols to the death! The results of it? Fortunately, I, Hu Shahu, noticed something was wrong early on, so I led my troops to retreat!
Now they come here and show off their power in front of me? Things that don’t know whether to live or die!
Hu Shahu murmured to himself: "First defeat Yang An'er, and then there are a few daring ones among the defeated troops who must be killed, otherwise we will never be able to safely recruit them..."
At this time, a disciple suddenly exclaimed: "Marshal, look!"
Why come again? Is Pucha Liujin slacking off?
Hu Shahu frowned, turned around in the direction he pointed, and saw hundreds of cavalry horses behind him in chaos. A knight in fine armor, covered in blood, suddenly burst out of the formation, followed by dozens of other knights, all showing off their power and murderous intent!
Hu Shahu couldn't help but rub his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that the war horse under the leading knight's crotch was actually the six-pound Hequ horse that Hu Shahu had given to Pu Cha more than a year ago. It was a rare and beautiful horse!
Pucha Liujin is not slacking off, he is dead! He brought more than two hundred elite kidnappers and horses with him, but he was killed by this mere enemy, and even his war horses were taken away!
Previously, Pucha Liujin did not dare to disturb the coach, so he led the cavalry around Hu Shahu's rear. After all, he still had a mission to go to Fanyang City, so the circle was not very large. The knights formed a long queue and were only a hundred steps away from Hu Shahu.
The armored knight rushed out of the formation, riding fiercely towards him. He glanced in the direction of Hu Shahu, then took out a strong bow and long arrow from the saddle, plucked the string like a thunderbolt, and the arrow shot away like a shooting star!
It's a shame that these bows and arrows are also high-quality products given to Pucha by Hu Shahu. The bow is a strong bow, very powerful, and the arrows are also carefully selected gold chisel arrows!
Hu Shahu was very sensitive to the sound of the arrow in the air, and suddenly felt that he could not avoid it. He grabbed the subordinate who had just warned him and used it as a shield in front of him. The arrow penetrated into the chest and came out from Meng Cong's back, and little bits of blood splashed on Hu Shahu's face.
The sharp chisel-shaped arrow cluster almost shaved off a strand of Hu Shahu's beard, trembling right in front of his face!
Hu Shahu casually shook off Meng Cong's body, which was still kicking, and took the round shield behind him. Surrounded by heavy armored cavalry who looked like iron towers on the left and right, Hu Shahu turned and pointed at Han Renqing: "Come here!"
Han Renqing came closer. Before he could pray, Hu Shahu grabbed his clothes by the chest, lifted him up, and yelled angrily, foaming at the mouth: "Who is this person? Who is he?"
Han Renqing's face was so gloomy that he didn't have much energy left. He didn't struggle, he just hung under Hu Shahu's giant palm and said softly: "Ahem...that's Guo Ning from Wushabao in Changzhou."
