When the Mongolian army arrived, the astute Aljinchi was everywhere. Han Xuan led two hundred people to launch a latent raid, which was the limit of what he could do.
The garrison in Gaizhou had no spare strength, and it was impossible for them to make large-scale mobilization without concealing it from the Mongols. Han Xuan really did not arrange any reinforcements for himself.
But he trusted his companions. The two deputy generals of the Liaohai Defense Department and the judge of Qunmu Station are both smart and capable, and they have considerable strength in their hands. After Han Xuan and Zhebie confront each other, his companions will definitely take action.
And their decision was delivered to Han Xuan just before he set off for the night attack.
Five thousand reinforcements will arrive in Gaizhou tonight.
This transfer seems difficult, but it is not difficult at all.
Although the tribesmen around Fuzhou and Hesihan Pass were prisoners, they were all accustomed to fighting. Because of their respective experiences, Pu Suliemeng and Li Yun had great influence on some of them. They wanted to mobilize half of the available troops from tens of thousands of people with just one order.
The march of this force was even more concealed and rapid.
Although the road from Fuzhou to Gaizhou was under the supervision of Mongolian sentry cavalry, the Mongolian cavalry could never cover the sea route.
Part of the Ding Navy's shipping fleet is permanently stationed in Fuzhou for the purpose of transporting commercial supplies. These fleets carry troops and go north along the coastline, and it only takes one day to reach Gaizhou. In the past few months, the fleet had traveled along this route many times when transporting horses. This time they were transporting people, and there was no difference in the others.
So Zhebie thought wrong from the beginning. He completely underestimated the power that Ding Haijun could invest.
Zhebie is an experienced general, and he is both wise and brave, otherwise he would not have so many brilliant achievements. But after all, he was a Mongolian, someone who had grown up on the grasslands all his life. He couldn't imagine things he had never seen in his life.
Even though he had invaded the Northeast several times and had seen the vastness of the sea many times, he could not imagine the scale of transportation relying on sea routes, let alone how fast the fleet could move.
In his mind, even if he already knew that Ding Haijun's power spanned the sea, Ding Hai Hai's maritime dispatch situation was always a blind spot.
This blind spot is not only experienced by Zhebei, but also by many people.
Before the rise of Ding Haijun, few people in the entire Kingdom of Jin thought about it. Generations of Jurchen clan kings Guiwei continued the naval foundation left by Hailing King Wan Yanliang, but only used those fleets for smuggling and making money. Those big men never put a little thought into thinking about things at sea. Those are the thoughts of lowly people.
Only after Guo Ning took control of the huge fleet did this power truly become the basis of a powerful military and political group and the core advantage of the Dinghai Navy.
At this moment, the vast sea is to the Ding Navy, just like the grassland is to the Mongols, and the Ding Navy's troop mobilization relying on sea routes is as fast as the Mongolian army's thousands of cavalry sweeping through! Relying on this advantage, the Liaohai generals set up an ambush in Zhuzhi Mountain!
Ambushes are the most common in war and the most effective.
Han Xuan and others heard that Li Erlang suffered a loss from the Red Coat Army in Mizhou two months ago and was killed in an ambush with heavy casualties, so much so that Guo Xuan sent someone to urgently give him a golden sword to urge the battle.
And today, the force used by the Ding Navy in Gaizhou is more than ten times greater than that of the loose red coat army?
The elite subordinates of the Liaohai Defense Department are here, and the wolf-like tribesmen from the northeastern hinterland are here. They not only want to gnaw a piece of flesh and blood from the Mongolian army, but also want to ambush a Mongolian general to wake up Genghis Khan!
Of course, if the two armies were fighting head-on during the day, even if they pressed the five thousand reinforcements, they might not win the Mongolian elite cavalry.
The Mongols are the nation that is best at cavalry combat in the world. They are proficient in various cavalry tactics and horse fighting skills. They are also good at ferocious assaults, large-scale outflanking and patient attacks and retreats.
Zhebie once invaded the Northeast twice and had many battles with the armed forces of various ethnic groups in the Northeast. In terms of personal force, there is no difference between the two sides, but the Mongolian army is an elite army formed after many years of battle. Once the scale of the battle reaches hundreds or thousands, it is very easy for the Mongols to crush these loose tribes.
Even if the battle is unfavorable, it will be easy for the Mongolian army to leave... This is because the fighting method of large advance and large retreat is Zhebei's specialty.
But at this moment, the two armies are engaged in a night battle, a night battle in complex terrain, a night battle in which one side uses nearly ten times the strength advantage to wait for work and suddenly ambush! The power of the Ding Navy exploded with all its strength at this time; and everything the Mongols were good at had been weakened beyond measure!
On the high slopes on both sides, thousands of people poured out at the same time.
The earth-shattering roar is still echoing above the head, the rocks are already rolling down, arrows are flying, and some flying axes and spears are falling down, as dense as a torrential rain. In the dark night, how can you see where you are coming from? The Mongolian cavalry could only raise their shields or dance with their weapons to block.
In an instant, stones, arrows and weapons fell upon the cavalry. Everyone heard the intensive banging sounds, the clanking of gold and iron, the squeaking sound of sharp blades piercing flesh, and even the subtle explosion sound of rocks smashing bones.
Then the wounded horses neighed and the wounded men cried out.
Just before Zhebie's eyes, Batu'er, an extremely skilled man, moved slightly slowly and was hit on the head by a gravel. He wore a heavy iron leaf helmet, which was a fine product specially given by Zhebie to his subordinates. But how terrible is the lethality of rocks falling from high places?
The entire arc-shaped top of the iron helmet was dented. Under the huge pressure, blood and brain matter spurted out from the brim of Batu'er's helmet!
What's even more troublesome is that many war horses were startled by the fire and the death falling from the sky, and began to jump wildly.
As soon as the flames appeared on the cliffs on both sides, Zhebie shouted sternly, asking the Mongolian cavalry at the front to turn their horses back quickly. But at this moment, a large number of horses went crazy, and many knights did not care to retreat, but had to lean over to calm the horses.
But where do they find the time to comfort them?
The second and third batches of stones, arrows and throwing weapons arrived. The Mongolian cavalry couldn't care less about their horses than blocking. Their backs and heads were easily hit or shot. And if they try hard to block, the wildly jumping war horses can easily knock them off their horses and drag them to death or trample them alive!
In just a few breaths, the entire Mongolian cavalry was reduced by 30%. Many war horses were jumping around because of fear or injuries, and the panic among the people was unprecedented.
Countless torches appeared and disappeared on the high slopes, getting closer and closer.
The roars on the cliffs on both sides have triggered echoes. The scene of so many firelights pouring downwards is like the Mongolians being pressed between two volcanoes, and the hot magma is roaring down! That momentum made even the stars and moonlight shake!
The experienced Mongolian knights identified it as the yellow-headed Jurchens with yellow hair and green eyes coming! There are also those Huli Gai people, who have been wantonly massacred by the Mongolian army since the Year of the Dog, and now they have come to take revenge!
Once the ambushes on both sides are surrounded, the Mongolian army will have no way to retreat.
Several captains of ten men kept shouting: "Stand out, stand out quickly!"
The remaining Mongolian soldiers just tried their best to get closer to Zhebie. They could not tell the number of enemy troops at all, let alone the authenticity of the ambush. All the tactics they were familiar with could not be applied at this time. They could only trust Zhebie and Genghis Khan's arrows.
The anger in Zhebie's heart almost burned his own heart and lungs.
Since joining Genghis Khan's command, he has never been in such a mess, and has rarely been in such a dangerous situation.
How could a powerful force that shouldn't have appeared here appear here? Zhebie knew he was negligent, but he couldn't figure out where he was. This not only made people angry, but also made him deeply ashamed. It made him go crazy like a war horse!
However, he couldn't think more about it. At this time, the only way out is to fight!
"Don't worry about those frightened horses!" He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Everyone gather together, the cavalry clears the way and highlights the valley!"
