A messenger knight rode out and ran straight to the stone hill.
In fact, there was no need for him to move, as the Jurchens on the stone hill had already heard the movement.
Over the years, the Kingdom of Jin suppressed the Song people in the south, rejected Dangxiang in the west, and attacked the Mongols in the north. There was almost no month without fighting, and the beacon smoke covered the sky and the sun. When the Mongols invaded, batches of soldiers were reduced to mud and bones. The generals still in the army were either good at fighting or not, but they must have been extremely alert and alert to any signs on the battlefield. Twenty thousand points of spirit.
At this time, there were two rapid blasts from the north, each time getting closer. Although the Hebei Army did not understand the meaning of the rhythm of Mingdi, there was no need to guess what it meant.
After a while, some of the soldiers high up on Liaoshi Hill all yelled: "Yanchen!"
Several people waved at the same time: "From here to there, the smoke is like a wall! It almost covers the sky! It's the Mongolian cavalry! A large group of Mongolian cavalry!"
While they were shouting wildly, the Jurchen sentries also returned in panic. Many of them rolled off their saddles as soon as they entered the camp, their bodies became limp, and they still shouted to themselves: "Many Mongolian cavalry! Tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry." Coming from the north!"
I was really afraid of what would come. The supporting troops in Zhongdu were gone, but the Mongolian army was attacking!
Without Anzhen's order, the soldiers who were camping on the high ground had already spontaneously moved upon hearing the wind, exploding like a huge ant colony. The soldiers hurriedly gathered in teams one by one, and everyone was in position to command, and the horses and antlers in the camp were moved at a rapid pace. Although the panic when people and horses came and went was difficult to contain, the entire army was actually very orderly.
The family of generals who have served as commander-in-chief for three generations is not a wasted reputation. Relying on the knowledge and experience of his ancestors and fathers in commanding an army of 100,000 men, Pusan Anzhen is almost the number one general among the generals of the Jin Kingdom today in terms of military and political management.
After serving as the Xuanfu envoy for four months, he was able to gather troops in Hebei, which had been wiped out by the Mongolian army, and dared to go south to Shandong to seize territory. Now, he has been governing Hebei for a year, beheaded hundreds of heads, eliminated countless obstacles, and forcibly reorganized the Jurchens' Hebei Bamengan. This army suddenly encountered a sudden change, and the response posture it adopted actually looked a bit like a strong force.
On the contrary, Pusan Anzhen herself was in a daze.
Several generals ran up to high places to have a look, and then ran back wildly. Someone stirred garlic under their feet and rolled down the ramp. There were bloody marks on their hands and face, but they did not dare to slow down at all: "Envoy, there is really a big army after all, the speed is extremely fast, and the attackers are not good!"
How long has it been since? This is the first day of entering Zhongdu Road! It was only in the morning that we captured the Mongolian subordinate army in Liangxiang City! How could the Mongols react so quickly, and how could they mobilize such a large number of troops here? It's like stepping on a hornet's nest, so bad luck happened so quickly!
This Mongolian army is so powerful, how should we respond? To advance, to retreat, to fight, or to hold on?
In a hurry, everyone had no idea and could only wait for Pusan Anzhen's order.
But more than ten people bowed their heads beside Pusan Anzhen, and there was no movement for a while.
Someone couldn't help but urge: "Propaganda envoy? Propaganda envoy?"
Pusan Anzhen's face changed from red to blue for a long time, and she only murmured words.
"What?" Deputy General Yin Shuke listened for a while, completely confused, so he kept urging: "Xuan Envoy, what are you thinking about? We are in trouble now, what should we do?"
Several other generals also came up: "Envoy, give the order quickly!"
Anyone who has experienced fighting knows that in dangerous moments, the most important thing is to be decisive. However, Pu San Anzhen has been raised in a beautiful place since she was a child, and is used to dealing with officials and weighing the pros and cons, so she handles official duties wisely and decisively on weekdays, but in critical moments, she thinks more.
It was like this during the Zhongdu coup, and later during the confrontation with Ding Haijun in Qinghe Town; now at this time, he couldn't help but have countless thoughts running through his mind.
What order was given? Order to meet the enemy?
Originally, I was firmly guarding the key pass of Yijin Pass in Bazhou. Even if the Zhongdu court was destroyed, Hebei would still have room for maneuver. As a result, I don't know where I got the evil wind, but I actually agreed to serve as a guard for Guo Ning's militia team?
Now the Mongols are coming straight for me!
How to fight this battle? If they lose the battle, let alone worrying about their own lives, their hard work in Hebei will be ruined, and the Jurchens' last bit of force will be over. Even if he wins, he will definitely suffer from five tuberculosis and seven injuries, and his strength will be greatly reduced. You know, in this world, there are many dragons and snakes. If one step is slow, every step behind will be slow. This big loss will be suffered no matter what!
What's more, how can the Hebei Army win?
Pusan Anzhen is a veteran general, so his judgment on the strength of the army will never be wrong.
In his opinion, the tens of thousands of men in his hands can easily crush the scattered surrender troops who followed the Mongolian army, but if they were to face the serious border elites who surrendered to Mongolia on Beijing Road, it would be difficult to determine the outcome. And the Mongolian army...
Pusan Anzhen estimated that if he faced a Mongolian division of one or two thousand men, he would be undefeated if he fought steadily.
But according to the scouts, the incoming Mongolian army is at least tens of thousands!
asshole! Didn't it mean that the main force of the Mongols was attracted to Zhigu Village?
There are tens of thousands of Mongolians, which is an extremely powerful Mongolian army!
The last time the Mongolian army went south, the three sons of the Mongolian Khan, Shuchi, Ogedai, and Chagatai, led 10,000 cavalry. They easily killed all the way to Damingfu, and then came back and penetrated. Along the south and north routes of Hehe, back to the grassland, more than 100,000 imperial soldiers and horses were defeated along the way, and more than 50 cities were captured?
Mongolia's thousands of cavalry arrived, and we were definitely no match. Pusan Anzhen had no doubt about this, and the generals around him also felt the same way. When Pu San Anzhen turned his eyes, he realized that there were many people with twinkling eyes, but very few who were eager to try.
How hateful! Our Jurchens are so weak that we can only rely on these people to serve as generals!
Suddenly, another thought flashed through Pusan Anzhen's mind.
He suddenly became cheerful, but couldn't help but clenched his fists and trembled all over: "I understand! This guy Guo Ning... this guy Guo Ning... this guy is using the banner of transporting food to support Zhongdu, but actually he wants to kill people with a borrowed knife! These Mongolians are going for the food and supplies, but we are the unlucky ones! Guo Ning wants to use the Mongolian sword to benefit himself! As long as we die outside Zhongdu City, he can take the opportunity to seize Hebei! That must be the case! This guy..."
Pusan Anzhen kept mumbling to herself, feeling lost. The generals around him looked at each other with astonishment.
How can there be any room for wasting time at this time? Time is of the essence!
Several people felt that their coach might have gone crazy and wanted to punch him awake, but they did not dare to do it seriously.
Fortunately, heavy footsteps sounded at this time, and Pusan Liujia, who was as strong as a bear, strode over, shook Pusan Anzhen's shoulders and shouted: "Ah Hai, the Mongols seem to have taken a detour!"
"What?"
Pusan Anzhen trembled and said sternly: "Wait for me to see!"
A group of people climbed up to the height of the material stone hill.
The smoke coming from the north is getting closer and closer, and in the dust that seems to block out the sun, you can occasionally see the vigorous figures of Mongolian knights galloping on their horses. The weapons and armor on their bodies reflected the sunlight and gave off a cold light, like a huge evil dragon circling and flying in the thick clouds, with its iron-like scales and claws occasionally appearing majestic.
Everyone could see clearly that the direction of the evil dragon had changed. The Mongols' primary goal is not to defeat the army in Meng'an, Hebei!
"They want to bypass Liaoshi Gang and head toward Liangxiang first!"
Pu San Anzhen suddenly burst into laughter, but his expression was terrifying: "They want to capture the baggage and provisions of Ding Haijun first! Hahaha, that's great. Even if they die, those Shandong people will die first! Guo Ning! How dare you deceive me? I wonder how many of the tens of thousands of minions he sent will survive!"
"Ah Hai, Ah Hai! What nonsense are you talking about! Look over there!"
Just as he was laughing crazily, Pusanliujia shouted in his ear again. The rough voice was so loud that it made Pusan Anzhen's eardrums buzz.
Pusan Anzhen cursed and turned to look in the direction of Liangxiang.
Then I saw hundreds of military flags standing in the wilderness where the baggage team was supposed to be camping. The red flag is billowing like a tide, like a sea, and like a burning flame.
