September 15th, noon is approaching.
Guo Ning rode his horse and led 300 riders across Gaoyuan County in Zizhou, and then passed through Jinling and Yinling in the north of the county.
The terrain of this area, which runs through the remaining veins of the Changbai Mountains in the southwest, is generally low hills, gentle slopes, and shallow depressions. Unfamiliar outsiders will inevitably go round and round when coming here. Fortunately, Dong Jin was at the front to act as the village guide, and Guo Ning and others followed him, walking very quickly.
Occasionally climbing up a high slope, Guo Ning watched from far and near, only to feel the north wind blowing from time to time.
In the past few days, the weather has become increasingly cold. The sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the ground becomes a little crisper. This is because the surface soil dries out in autumn and loses a little water. During the cold wave in winter, the soil is frozen hard, and the sound of the horse's hooves will be different.
This place was originally a prosperous land, with farmland and villages dotted along the roadside. It can be seen that there are ditches and ridges between the farmland, and they have been carefully maintained. However, by now the ditches were all collapsed and abandoned. Most of the mulberry trees on the ridges of the fields had also been cut down. There must have been troops passing by and collecting materials for building camps.
The farmland itself is already overgrown with grass, and only a small part is planted with wheat, millet, and the like. Guo Ning urged his horse to take a closer look. The entire dry field had not been taken care of for a while, and the wheat was a little wilted.
Just as he was about to turn his horse and continue on his way, Ni raised his hand and signaled: "Jie Shuai, look!"
I saw several corpses piled up in the corner of a ravine at the back. The corpse had just begun to rot, and large areas of the exposed skin had turned purple-black. Among the corpses were old men, children, and women, most of them with horrific injuries from swords and guns.
Guo Ning reined in his horse and turned back to the road.
A warrior who survives in this world has long been hard-hearted, so he would not lament over a few corpses.
He said to Ni Yiyi: "When the war is over, we have to send people to patrol these abandoned villages, set up signs to collect the corpses, and bury them deeply. Otherwise, we are afraid that diseases will not appear after spring begins. Well, we also have to collect all the news about burials. Summarize it in time and publish it to the three states of Denglai. The soldiers and civilians stationed there may have local origins and they can use it."
Ni nodded repeatedly, took out a book from the leather bag hanging beside the saddle, and wrote two lines on it with charcoal pen.
Seeing that Ni Yi was writing like flying, Guo Ning leaned over to look at his books.
Ni Yi was concentrating on writing, fearing that others would bump into it. He subconsciously retracted his arm and saw Guo Ning looking sideways. He grinned and stretched out the book in front of Guo Ning.
Guo Ning stretched out his hand and gestured in the air: "Epidemic. There are two points on the left, not two horizontal lines."
"Yes, yes, let's change it."
Ni immediately drove to the roadside, spread the book on the front saddle, painted the original wrong words into a dark circle, and neatly wrote the correct words next to it.
By the time he finished writing, Guo Ning had already taken dozens of steps forward. Ni stuffed the book back into his bag and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
There was a chuckle from the side, and it was Zhao Jue who led the people to catch up from behind. Ni Yi made a face at Zhao Jue, urged his horse to speed up, and followed Guo Ning's figure.
Zhao Jue shook his head and smiled at Chen Ran, his deputy next to him: "Ni Yi is a man who never knows how lucky he is. How many people are eager to have an opportunity like him."
After Chen Ran was injured in the fight in Zhongdu, he never fully recovered. At this point, the left hand could only barely rein in. So on weekdays, among the personal guards, he is responsible for welcoming guests and delivering some documents and books.
At this moment, he was also traveling with Guo Ning, hanging his usual double swords next to the saddle.
Hearing Zhao Jue's words, Chen Ran nodded, but said very harshly: "I studied in the military academy at the beginning of the year, and the commander also gave me lessons!"
The cavalry continued to move forward without any obstacles. In the blink of an eye, the last high ground called Tieling on the south bank of the Beiqing River was in sight. Along the way, we passed two more villages, both of which were abandoned and uninhabited.
Zizhou Zouping and Changshan were first affected by the massacre by the Mongolian army last year. Later, the Dinghai navy continued to send people here to gather Dingkou and take them to the three states of Denglai. Therefore, the remaining number of people is probably less than 10% of its prime.
When Guo Ning and his party crossed Shangshan in the morning, they could see that the once prosperous Jinling Town was in ruins, and many villages to the west of Shangshan were even more empty.
Before, Li Quan controlled this place and always maintained basic order, and he was still somewhat popular.
But in the past few days, the light cavalry of Guo Ning's command and the sentry cavalry of Hebei Pusan Anzhen's command and Binzhou Li Quan's command were running back and forth, and small-scale fighting broke out from time to time. This is the impact of fighting.
In this current situation, it is impossible to judge which party was responsible. It makes no sense to judge. At this time, to tie one's own hands and feet is to take one's own life. Before that, Guo Ning sent his elite cavalry to sweep away the enemy, and he had personally ordered that anyone who resisted the Dinghai Navy, regardless of whether they were soldiers or civilians, would be killed without mercy.
The conduct of the Jin army was ten times worse than that of the Ding navy; Li Quan's army might be better, but some of his troops were ruthless and unscrupulous, so that's not certain.
Fortunately, this sudden war is almost over.
Pusan Anzhen suddenly proposed negotiations, which was quite beyond Guo Ning's expectation, but after thinking about it carefully afterwards, it made sense.
Now that the weather in Shandong is getting colder, it is also average in Hebei.
Now that Yang An'er is dead, the Red Coat Army's territory will inevitably be divided by all parties. But all parties involved in the split also paid a considerable price.
As far as the Ding Navy is concerned: This time it dispatched a large army, the Ding Navy used an equal number of additional civilians as support in terms of logistical supplies. This will of course affect the fall harvest. Judging from the current situation, Ding Haijun's family fortune has also begun to be drained, affecting trade with the Southern Song Dynasty and Zhongdu.
Taking into account the sorting out and appeasement of newly acquired land and people after the war, a large amount of food and materials will be spent at a low price, and the Ding Navy's wealth is actually far from being rich.
So Guo Ning has been saying that he will sweep across Shandong with thunderous momentum. All because if you act fast enough, the price you pay is small enough.
The Hebei Jinjun is also facing a similar situation.
The east and west roads of Hebei that Pusan Anzhen was responsible for were the areas that were most completely destroyed by the Mongolian army. Since the third year of Da'an to the present, there have been floods, droughts, and military disasters almost every year, and the degree of devastation is beyond imagination. There were originally hundreds of cities, but now less than one-third are still inhabited, and less than one-fifth of the original tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land remain.
Everyone knows that if there is even the slightest problem with this year's autumn harvest, a large-scale famine that will spread throughout Hebei will be inevitable.
And under the famine, Anzhen's efforts to unite the soldiers and civilians in Jingzhou may not be sustainable for a long time.
Of course, with Pusan Anzhen's identity and status, he probably doesn't care much about what happens to the common people, and most of the Jurchens' high-ranking officials and generals under him do the same. But think about it from another perspective: Once there is a famine in Hebei, support for Zhongdu will become a problem again.
Since Mu Huali led his troops to capture Dading Prefecture in Beijing and cut off the Liaohai Sea channel, Daxing Prefecture, the central capital of the Jin Kingdom, has faced the threat of the Mongols in the east and north at the same time. After late autumn, the Mongolian army will inevitably come again, and this time, they don't even need to pass through natural dangers such as Juyong Pass and Zijin Pass. They only need to enter Dading Prefecture in advance, and then they will naturally form a pincer-shaped offensive and take the Central Capital.
If the main force of the Mongolian army takes the Dadingfu front line, all parties in Liaodong will immediately be overwhelmed. In terms of military affairs, the only one China can directly rely on is Hebei. If Pusan Anzhen loses her control at that time, I am afraid that the relationship between the monarch and his ministers will be torn apart, which will not look good.
In Yidu Mansion, both families had their knives drawn, seen blood, and distinguished themselves.
The two families still showed their teeth and claws as a threat, but the other party also understood their respective concerns. Especially Pusan Anzhen, who directly faced the threat of the Mongols, and his scruples were obviously more than Guo Ning's.
Therefore, it became inevitable for Pusan Anzhen to end the military confrontation as soon as possible. No matter what kind of plot Pusan Anzhen has, whether he is coy or unwilling, he must give an answer that satisfies Guo Ning.
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