Zhebie is not the only one whose mood has changed.
Many Mongolian knights are already anxious.
When our own side was attacked previously, we suffered heavy losses and faced a very awkward response. Every Mongolian saw it, and they were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.
In the past two years, the Mongolian army went south to attack Jin, moving across thousands of miles. It rarely encountered such a situation. Many Mongolians already feel that the Jurchens are worse than Genghis Khan said, and the war against the Jin Kingdom is just one armed parade after another, and then return to the grassland with full harvests.
Even if they occasionally encounter a few strong bones, most of them will only dare to defend the city. The more firmly they defended, the more joyful the Mongolian army burned, killed, and looted after breaking the city. If you have to find a serious situation where you suffered a loss, there was probably only one time when the fourth prince Tu Lei was in Shandong, and there was one time when Chen Nayan's four thousand households were in Liaodong.
But after those two losses, didn't the fourth prince immediately destroy the Jurchens' Shandong Army Command? Didn't Mu Huali immediately capture the Jurchens' Beijing Road? The Mongolian response came so quickly!
Who knew that this Ding navy was so audacious that they faced the Mongolian army for the third time and dared to take the initiative to launch a night attack and provoke them! We have to respond on the spot! Zhebie Nayan said well, I want to cut off their heads! Pull out their spines!
The problem is, it has never been done.
All the Mongols were good riders, but these navy knights didn't even have their armor and stomachs pierced, and their weapons were all thrown away. They took away all the extra weight from their horses and just kept galloping. . They are also very familiar with the terrain and roads...
It’s really hard to catch up!
The Mongolian cavalry led their horses and relied on their outstanding endurance to get within range of the arrows several times. But this was at night after all, or a night with clouds in the sky. After being far away from the firelight of the camp, most Mongolians could only see a rough outline of people even if they opened their eyes with the help of pine torches on the left and right. They shot arrows in a mess along the way, but the hit rate was much lower than during the day.
Along the way, we also killed a few enemies, but how could that be enough to make up for the previous losses? The Mongols were accustomed to creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In their eyes, such achievements were not worth bragging about, but almost a shame.
Enough, enough!
At this time, the enemy's horses are already tired. Quickly seize the opportunity, rush up and kill them with your sword!
Dozens of riders at the front suddenly rushed into the valley.
"The golden man is cunning, what if he sets an ambush in the mountains?" Suddenly the astute centurion asked.
Another centurion said with a smile: "Ding Haijun's troops are limited, and they are also guarding various city fortresses. Where can they come out to set up ambushes? If we really have that force, wouldn't it be better to use it for the night attack just now?"
"I'm afraid they have bigger plans!" Another person glanced at Zhebie.
"We have sent out sentries everywhere, but they didn't give any warning!" someone else said.
Zhe Bie's mind is spinning.
The Mongolian army will send sentinels far away no matter where they go, but the role of sentinels cannot be overestimated. Especially when the Dinghai Navy is so familiar with the terrain, they must have a way to avoid the eyes and ears of the sentinels and dispatch their troops. If their own sentinels really played their role, there would be no such night attack.
Therefore, the ambush had to be guarded against. The terrain in front of us is indeed suitable for setting up an ambush.
If you want to be more prudent, there is nothing wrong with withdrawing your troops and ignoring them now.
But how many ambush troops can the Ding Navy have? As another centurion said, this is the only number of defenders in Gaizhou, and Zhebie already knew this. How many people can Han Xuan send?
Even if he had the remaining troops, he should have invested them in the raid all at once. How could he invest in them twice? The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and the more complex the plan is, the easier it is for things to go wrong; therefore, the more generals come from the ranks, the more they will abandon those fancy and useless methods and invest a huge amount of power at once to destroy the enemy.
This truth is applicable to all countries. Zhebie knows it, and he believes that the commander-in-chief of the Ding Navy also knows it.
So, why did only 200 people be dispatched for the attack just now? Apparently it was because the Ding Navy did not have enough troops. Even if they squeeze out more troops, they can't change the result of the harassment. They might as well use them here to provide some cover for their general.
That being the case, what do we have to fear?
No matter what, we are all hunters, and no hunter would dislike more prey!
Today, the general of Gaizhou must be killed!
While the group was discussing, the war horses kept approaching the hilly area. The Mongolian knights who followed behind held up newly lit pine torches and moved forward, and the murderous intention in Zhebie's heart also pulsed like fire.
He raised his whip and pointed: "The two hundred men on the left circled the top of the hill from that slope and occupied the woodland as cover. I led the three hundred cavalry in pursuit, and the two hundred cavalry on the right followed later to provide support."
The Mongolian soldiers shouted in response, and the cavalry poured into the quiet valley like a torrent.
The valley is not dangerous and narrow, and the mountain walls on both sides are quite open. The cliff itself is made up of slopes and rocky rocks, with bushes and old trees growing there. Under the firelight, the trees cast strange and twisted shadows on the rocks behind.
The terrain in the valley is not rugged either. The soil that has rolled down from the highlands on both sides over thousands of years has created meadows at the bottom. Because the cliffs on both sides blocked the cold wind, the grass was not completely dry, and the horses' hooves stepped on it, as if they were stepping on a thick felt blanket, making a muffled sound.
The horses neighed happily, and their hooves sped up and down on the meadow.
The comrades at the front of the queue who were the first to pursue had already caught up with the enemy and gave out the unique shouts of fighting. Everyone had already heard the sound of the clash of swords, shields, spears and spears!
"Right ahead! Catch them!" The Mongols roared in unison.
High in the canyon, Li Yun also heard the sound of fighting. He said solemnly: "It's time."
Li Yun stood up from the deep grass, and dozens of guards stood up beside him.
As they moved, the shadows on the entire slope that were originally regarded as rocks all moved. These people number in the hundreds, and most of them only carry weapons but no armor. They are wrapped in the furs of wild beasts and carry decorations made of small stones and bones. When they shouted loudly, their open mouths revealed sharp teeth and emitted a foul smell.
Under the moonlight, it can be seen that many of them have yellow hair and green eyes. In the eyes of ordinary people, they look like ghosts.
These people are the yellow-headed Jurchens from Hesihan Pass. Li Yun first arrived in Liaodong that day and wanted to recruit them. Instead, he was ambushed and many of his subordinates died. But now, Huangtou Jurchen has completely obeyed Ding Haijun's command. They were barbaric, but not stupid. When they came into contact with the culture and productivity of the Han Dynasty and learned about the benefits that could be obtained by following Ding Haijun, they immediately regarded Li Yun as a great benefactor.
And last month, a Huangtou Jurchen tribe that violated Li Yun's orders and tried to attack other tribes privately was completely destroyed by Li Yun's men. The head and body of the leader were cut into several pieces and displayed in various tribal parades. Since then, Li Yun has gained supreme authority.
Li Yun pointed to the bottom of the canyon: "Kill them, kill them all."
The yellow-headed Jurchen shouted in response. They first smashed down with the rocks around them, then waved their weapons and jumped desperately between the slopes and cliffs, rushing down like a wave!
Even if the slope is not too steep, be careful when climbing or walking at night as it is easy to slip and fall. But these yellow-headed girls didn't regard themselves as human beings at all, and they just kept accelerating and rushing down. Some people lost their balance as soon as their feet were in the air, and saw them rolling down, and they were bound to be smashed into flesh, but others kept sprinting down!
On the high slope at the other end, Pu Sulie sighed.
He always felt that although Li Yun was also from the army, he had not been in the army for a long time. When it came to combat command, he was definitely not as good as a serious soldier. Moreover, he has been busy with business and rarely has time to restrain and train the yellow-headed Jurchen tribe. Therefore, it is actually a bit wasteful to put thousands of yellow-headed Jurchen tribes into Li Yun's herding system.
But at this moment, it seems that why does Li Yun need to participate in combat command? Why bother training? Those yellow-headed Jurchens are no different from wild beasts. Li Yun can lead them to march, hide, and tell them to attack, that is enough. The beast has its own way!
Under the envoy Guo Xuan, there are really no easy people to deal with.
Joining Ding Haijun was truly the right choice.
Pu Suliemeng also stood up.
The soldiers beside him were the Huli Gai Jurchens from Huli Gailu and Supin Road, formerly Pu Xianwannu's old troops. These tribesmen have always been brave. A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Jurchens fought hard with them for many years and were only able to recover. Later, they surrendered and rebelled. It was not until the Ming Dynasty that they were regarded as slightly polite by the right prime minister and the ancient Qing officials.
After the defeat of Pu Xianwannu, most of his subordinates were divided up by He Shiliehuanduan, Wanyan Aruzhen and others. As a subordinate of Pu Xianwannu, Pu Suliemeng also relied on his own prestige to win over a considerable number of people. Batch, there are two thousand of them lurking in Zhuzhe Mountain right now.
Of course, when Pu Sulie ruled over them fiercely, he no longer used the method of adopted father and adopted son.
When he stood up, several Huli Gai officers from far and near who were officially appointed as generals and military commanders stood up one after another. Most of these people, like Pu Suliemeng, were Jurchens with a strong Chinese culture, and they also recognized Ding Haijun's rule in Liaodong. Most of them were recommended by Pu Suliemeng and were reported in the military government's books.
Although they are still prisoners for the time being, they have already received instructions from the military government and are ready to go into battle again and continue their military career.
At this moment, each of them is waiting to make a contribution quickly!
This mountainous area was where Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty stayed when he attacked Goguryeo hundreds of years ago. At that time, Goguryeo's generals Gao Yanshou and Gao Huizhen led an army of 150,000 to fight. Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty immediately defeated the enemy with 30,000 troops and killed Goguryeo in fear.
Xue Rengui, the general of the Tang Dynasty, rose to prominence in this battle. Now that I, Pu Sulie, can kill the Mongols here, it seems to be imitating the ancestors!
"Don't worry about those Mongolians who are urging their horses around the slope. Before they arrive, we will kill all the Mongolian troops below!"
"As you command!"
Officers from all walks of life quickly returned to their units, and hundreds of pine torches were lit. The firelight illuminated the horrified posture of the Mongolian army below, as well as the surging fire and crowds on the hilltop.
Pu Sulie suddenly drew his sword in his hand: "Let's go!"
