Chapter 584: Overwhelm (Part 2)

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Since the shipbuilding industry of the Jin Kingdom had been abandoned for a long time, the ships like Ding Hai Tongzhou were like toys compared with the large ships built by the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties, with little threat. Even as merchant ships, they lagged behind. Therefore, Ding Haijun's fleet is usually only responsible for short distances around the Bohai Sea. Occasionally, it will visit the Qingyuan Mansion of the Song Dynasty. Compared with the most common fishing oars subordinate to the Coastal Construction Department of the Song Dynasty, its own ships will feel ashamed.

Li Yun once instructed Zhang Kai to ask a lieutenant in Jiangdong Village, Qingyuan Prefecture, how much money it would cost to buy a fishing oar. However, before the lieutenant could say anything, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and said that because everyone from the shipyard to the big shots were all To manage it, you need 1,500 guan per vessel, and the minimum price is five vessels.

The business may not be impossible, but the expenses are too high. Guo Ning resettled soldiers and allocated acres of land in Shandong. He needed cattle, farm tools, seeds, etc., and he had already spent a lot of money, so this matter had to be put on hold.

But at this moment, these ships are running rampant in the depths of the Triangle Lake, but they are full of momentum and majesty. The vast majority of the Mongolians had never seen a sea-going ship. Seeing this behemoth, several feet long, loaded with soldiers, they felt that they could not compete with them and fled in all directions.

In fact, the water on the shore of Sanjiangdian Lake is shallow, and ships heading into the lake can shout and threaten them from a long distance away. Even if they fire arrows, they still have to use enough strength to barely reach the shore.

The Mongols were really overly nervous.

They ran out of the lake and were immediately attacked by the Ding navy. Previously, there was a chaotic battle between the two armies, and no one could form a formation. Now, the Dinghai navy was able to form multiple spear formations of two to three hundred people. The soldiers stood on the shore and stabbed randomly into the low-lying areas in the water.

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There are several places suitable for landing, and the bodies of the Mongols are accumulating more and more, even piled up into piles, which can allow people to stand firm. The water in the lake swam, and the piles of corpses rippled with blood.

At this time, the busy people on the battlefield were replaced by the auxiliary soldiers of the Ding Navy. Most of their soldiers dispersed in formation, searching for injured Ding Navy officers everywhere and giving them first aid. A small number of people were responsible for bringing back the running horses, moving out supplies from more than a dozen carts, and directly feeding beans to these frightened and restless livestock.

There were also some auxiliary soldiers who patrolled the battlefield with straight knives. While guarding other companions, they continued to kill lone Mongolians, even those with minor or serious injuries.

Two or three auxiliary soldiers followed the sound of rushing water and walked deeper into the swamp.

After walking for more than two miles, I caught up with the Mongolian nobleman with a Qianhu appearance in front of me. There was a long wound on Qianhu Nayan's flank, and blood kept pouring out. He was lying on his back in ankle-deep sewage, unable to move. But when he saw Ding Haijun's auxiliary soldiers approaching with swords, he still shouted loudly and took out several strings of gold beads from his arms to show to the soldiers.

This was obviously asking for mercy, but the auxiliary soldiers also suffered a lot of casualties in the battle just now, and they were full of killing intent. These auxiliary soldiers are all active members among the auxiliary soldiers, and they will soon be transferred to the regular army. Let them do this, and the original purpose is to make everyone see blood.

So several auxiliary soldiers cooperated. One person held down Qianhu Nayan's body, another grabbed his braid and lifted it up, and the other took a position and slashed at the neck with a knife.

The daily training of the auxiliary soldiers was also very good. The sword was accurate and powerful. With a crisp sound, the head was cut off. But this action caused complaints from several companions, who felt that his action was too neat and caused the Mongolian to die too simply.

Then several people slashed at the body with their knives, cutting off the arms and legs, and then left with satisfaction.

The auxiliary soldiers did not notice that more than a hundred steps away from them, across a bush, there were a dozen people who were stiff and did not dare to breathe, staring at them as they left.

These people are the Hebei military generals responsible for guarding Yijin Pass. After they were sure of the victory of the navy, they dared to approach the battlefield slightly and watch the battle at close range. At this time, several people lowered their heads and looked at the Qianhu Nayan's felt hat swaying with the water. For some reason, they suddenly felt a little sad.

"Temujin has been on the plateau for more than thirty years, fighting hundreds of battles that frightened everyone in the Jin Kingdom, and he has gained the prestige he has today. I never expected that he would be defeated so miserably today!"

After a long while, the guard sighed.

Several junior high schools nearby watched the battle with bated breath. When they finally caught their breath, they realized that their robes were soaked through. Several of them said in succession:

"Look at how ferocious the soldiers of the Ding Navy are! They... they... are much stronger than what we saw in Dizhou, Shandong before!"

"Pu San Xuan Envoys are no match for the Mongolian army, but they killed the Mongolian army like they were chopping melons and vegetables. This is too cruel, we are definitely no match!"

Several people said a few words, and suddenly there was an angry cough behind them.

Several generals turned around and saw He Shilie Pu La, an important general of the Hebei Army, staring at them as if he wanted to eat people.

Pusan ​​Anzhen's control of Hebei mainly relied on the Caohe River along Hebei East Road, with Bazhou Yijin Pass as the hub for controlling the west and north directions. Therefore, after he led his troops northward, he asked the general He Shiliepu Ladu, who was originally in charge of the Jingzhou Water Transport Department, to take two thousand elite troops and move northward to ensure his own retreat.

As soon as He Shilie Pu Ladu arrived at Yijin Pass from Jingzhou, he heard that Pusan ​​announced the defeat and his family was captured by the Mongols, while the Mongols were chasing Ding Haijun all the way south. He was taken aback and quickly took a few more servants to explore the front line.

When Clinker arrived here, he was struck by the fact that everyone in the generals on the side was frightened and they were all preaching about the power of Ding Haijun. He suddenly became very angry.

"Last year and the year before last, when water transportation was cut off, Guo Ning took advantage of the sea transportation and reaped countless benefits. This is how he built up such an army!" He Shilie Pu Ladu's eyes were full of resentment. He said: "Now that the water transport is about to be opened, we will take advantage of the Cao River, collect money and train troops on the ground, and we will definitely train elite soldiers! When the time comes, we will write to the court to punish Guo Ning for his crime of neglecting his friendly troops!"

Several generals looked at He Shilie Pu Ladu blankly, and looked at each other, but no one responded.

After a while, the same Jurchen guard couldn't help but sneer: "Guo Ning marched across Liaohai and Shandong with tens of thousands of people. In the past few years, no one has done anything to him. Now he uses tens of thousands of people to attack Mongolia head-on." Riding, killing thousands, seizing Genghis Khan's white banner, the military power will soon shock the world. Is it possible that General He Shilie plans to unite the forces of the Pusan ​​Propaganda Envoy and confront him head-on?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do?" He Shilie Pu Ladu shouted.

Several servants on the side quickly came up to stop: "General, be silent! Be silent!"

He Shilie and Pu Ladu lowered their voices and were about to speak again, but they saw that the generals in front of them looked wrong.

"You idiot, what do you mean? You are all Jurchens, don't mess around!"

The guard was so frightened that he trembled and his lips trembled: "I, I..."

The military academy in charge of the sentry next to him smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that there are no Jurchens under Guo Ning's command. Besides, although I am a Jurchen, I read Han's books in my early years, knew a few Chinese characters, and wrote Han'er's articles. .”

Another person also said: "Since Guo Ning has won this battle, he will definitely take Hebei next. I think the court cannot stop him, and maybe he will go with the flow. Why should we be hard-pressed? Why not offer Yijin Pass as soon as possible? , in exchange for some small meritorious deeds, in the worst case, they will no longer be soldiers and return to their hometowns to farm."

After these two words were spoken, several other people around him nodded their heads, and even the guard looked relieved.

"How dare you! The Pusanxuan envoy was defeated just a few days ago, and you are like this? We still have soldiers and horses, and territory under our control, and there is a lot to do! Why do you just..."

He Shilie and Pu Ladu raised their halberds and wanted to draw their swords and chop all these traitors to death.

But then I thought about it, the defenders at Yijin Pass were like this, and the defenders from all over Hebei were probably like this, and even the two thousand soldiers under their own hands were probably not strong-willed. He had been training hard in Hebei for a year with the Pusan ​​envoys, but only this kind of troops could be gathered. He couldn't help but feel scared, frustrated, and his whole body felt cold.