Almost all of the last batch of Jurchen generals who could lead troops to fight were concentrated in the Kaifeng court.
Sometimes when Li Ting thinks about it, he admires Tu Shanyi's foresight. If Guo Ning hadn't risen faster than expected, the Kaifeng court would have had a chance to gain a foothold. It even wiped out the bad governance of the past decades and gave Daikin a new lease of life.
Don't talk about anything else, but only when it comes to employment, there are no incompetent generals appointed by the Kaifeng court. Even a person like Mo Ni Jinzhong, who is strong on the outside but incapable of doing anything on the inside, was defeated by the general situation rather than by his own mistakes.
As for Wanyan Heda in front of him, it was even more extraordinary. It was clear that supplies were scarce and military pay was insufficient. The Hedong Road behind them had been threatened. The troops were completely passive strategically, but the raid he launched was extremely fierce.
Li Ting put himself in his shoes and calculated that he would also choose to make a surprise attack. The two of them had the same idea.
Unfortunately, the Ding Navy is already a completely different army.
In the past year, the Dinghai Navy's training has never stopped, and every time there is a formal order to see reliable results, which even includes long-distance sergeant exercises of more than two hundred miles, using high-intensity marches and simulations Combat is used to temper the army, and during exercises, the opponents pretending to be the enemy's army are all composed of experienced officers, and all omissions on one's own side cannot be covered up at all.
Li Ting even wrote a letter to Guo Ning about this, feeling that many details were too detailed and there was no need to be so serious. Moreover, such training would also consume too much money and food, and would not be cost-effective.
But Guo Ning persisted, and the results gradually emerged.
At this time, Li Ting was very convinced that his side was superior to the army of beggars assembled by Wanyan Heda in all aspects needed for an army. All the advantages gathered together cannot be saved by any strategy. Even if Wanyan Heda made a surprise attack in the wind and rain, he could not stop Ding Haijun from crushing him.
Now is the best time to start crushing. Everything is arranged, but it's so unpretentious and boring.
"Commander Jie, the enemy is coming!" The attendant stepped forward to report.
Li Ting poked his head outside to take a look.
The heavy rain seemed to have weakened a little, the thunder did not sound for a long time, and there was less lightning in the sky. The field of vision is getting darker and darker.
Li Ting waved his hand: "Light up all the pine torches! Let's have a bright and shining battlefield!"
From the moment the Jin army approached the camp, the entire camp was plunged into darkness.
This was an inevitable effect of the heavy rain, and the bonfires that were supposed to be everywhere could not be maintained at all. This is also where the Jin Army's confidence lies in its continuous advancement. Everyone feels that the battle is so fierce that even the enemy's central army is silent. Maybe they are panicking! Maybe the enemy's general has escaped!
But at this time, the soldiers who received Li Ting's order shook the fires in their hands and lit the pine torches in the watchtowers that had been covered by straw sheds and felt cloths. From more than ten branches to dozens of branches, and then to hundreds of branches, the lighting range is connected with each other, outlining the entire central military camp.
The outside of the Chinese army's company camp was very fierce. Although it was a temporary station, the layout of Juma and Muzha was meticulous and there was no oversight at all.
Under the firelight, the armor of the soldiers standing behind Juma reflected red light, and the weapons they held high like a forest also shone with light. The continuous light almost formed a huge halo. In the dark night rain, All this looks dazzling and breathtaking!
At the same time as the light suddenly brightened, the running Jin soldiers suddenly stepped on the ground subconsciously. Not to speed up the impact, but to slow it down. The sounds of thousands of people stepping on the ground almost merged into a unified muffled sound, and then they continued to move forward based on instinct.
Li Ting walked up to a watchtower and looked again. The rain curtain in the distance was blocking the view, so he still couldn't see clearly. He could only feel the blurry shadows, which resembled a large lake. But within the scope of the firelight, groups of enemy soldiers covered in mud and blood rolled forward, like some kind of gray-white beasts migrating with the strong wind and rain, and were suddenly blocked by the strong light.
The beasts relied on their ferocious aura to get rid of the obstacles all the way, but by this point, their energy had almost faded away. All of them were hoping that the navy would be in chaos, but at the end of the charge, they saw that the Chinese army in front of them was extremely orderly. What did that mean?
All of them, relying on the heavy rain and strong wind, relying on the courage they mustered up in the dark night, are rapidly fading under this sudden burst of brightness!
The enemy troops were still moving forward, but their pace suddenly became slower. Their shouts also ranged from crazy to hesitant, from hesitant to low. On the contrary, I could vaguely hear the high-pitched shouts of the generals urging the battle: "Charge! Charge! The marshal has an order. Kill Li Ting and be promoted immediately." The governor of the capital will reward you with thousands of gold coins!"
"Huh?" Li Ting said angrily: "Is this worthy of being unified?"
The general comforted him: "I still have Wan Guan, which is not too small."
"It also depends on whether you pay banknotes or copper coins... Oops! Oops!"
Li Ting cursed a few words, raised his voice violently, and shouted loudly: "Beat the drum! Come out with the drum! Attack! Kill them!"
The originally steady rhythm of the drums suddenly became passionate, and the drumbeats were as dense as falling raindrops.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The iron men standing in the pouring rain roared.
In such weather, standing in the rain wearing armor, even if you don't move the whole time, is a severe test of physical fitness, not to mention on a highly emotional battlefield. Not to mention, experienced soldiers all know that standing in the open air during such heavy rain and lightning is likely to be the target of a thunderstorm.
But Ding Haijun's military orders are like mountains. Since Li Ting gave the order, no one can disobey it.
On the other hand, in the face of the enemy's night attack, the most appropriate way to respond is to defend the edge of the camp, repel the enemy, and then consider the next offensive and defensive strategy at dawn. But since Li Ting ordered the enemy to be brought in to fight, he wanted to maximize his own tenacity and explosiveness. He wants to kill all the enemy troops at once, no matter the cost or danger!
There is no problem with this, because this is the most proficient tactic used by Ding Haijun, and it is a special skill that is repeatedly required to be practiced in Ding Haijun's training manual. Its origins stem from the time when the Jurchens emerged from the white mountains and black waters. They imitated the battlefield planning of changing tactics to contain the enemy, and then using elites to launch fatal attacks.
Since the person who inherited the military power of the Jin Kingdom has become a Han'er, it is perfect to use the Jurchens' tactics to wipe out the force controlled by the Jurchens!
Li Ting issued the order, and the Chinese army suddenly launched.
The shield resting on the ground was raised, and the ferocious patterns on the shield seemed to be dancing in the firelight. The spears raised toward the sky made a clattering sound and turned into low, flat ends. The sharp spear heads protruded from behind the shield, like some ancient beast made of steel protruding countless sharp claws.
As they moved forward, wooden fences were knocked down one after another, and the resisting horses were moved away. The iron stream poured out from the Chinese military camp and poured into the dense enemy ranks without any hindrance. Bloody roads were washed out.
If the Jin army could maintain the morale they had just entered the camp, they might not suffer such heavy losses. But the courage they mustered up in the night and rain could not be used on the bright battlefield. Their physical strength had been exhausted by twenty miles of marching in the rain and continuous fighting.
When the soldiers of the Ding Navy marched forward in neat steps, they instantly felt their own panic and wavering.
A few days ago, when the two sides were entangled from Mingzhou to Cizhou, the soldiers of the Jin Army did not feel this way.
Because most of the confrontation between the two sides was completed by selecting elites to test each other without using their full strength, Wanyan Heda was able to maintain a tough stance to frighten the enemy.
But now, the two sides are facing each other, fighting hand to hand. The two armies have no room to maneuver. Whoever retreats will be defeated, and whoever loses will die...
Previously, the Jin Army generals rushed into Ding Haijun's barracks, but they still failed to make Ding Haijun disperse with a bang. Many Jin Army generals already had doubts. When the two armies collided under the bright lights of the Chinese army camp, ordinary Jin soldiers also understood:
The night attack has failed! What we are facing is not an army of the same level at all, and this is not a battle that we can win at all!
Damn it... We are not fighting against the traitor army as soldiers and horses of the imperial court. Those who ordered the navy are absolutely right. We are the traitor army with the devilish appearance!
There are still Jurchen officers shouting filial piety, shouting at the top of their lungs in the rain, and raising the reward higher and higher to encourage the soldiers. It has reached the point where everyone can be a Muke of Meng'an if they attack the Dinghai navy camp. .
Wanyan Heda had not used such crude methods to build this army in the past year. But that's all they can do now. Whether it's fighting spirit or madness inspired by this kind of reward, this is the only thing that the Jin Army can rely on at this time.
It's a pity that this thing doesn't have much effect. Facing Ding Haijun's counterattack, the scene of the Jin Army can only be described as tragic.
The soldiers came forward in groups, smashing with shields, slashing with straight knives, and stabbing with spears and spears.
The muddy and slippery ground caused them some inconvenience, so they had to spend a lot of effort to maintain balance and were unable to charge at full speed. But this was enough. Even if they advanced steadily, they already had a huge impact and could penetrate several or even ten feet in the Jin army in one breath.
In order to make it easier to trek in the rain, the Jin soldiers wore their armor and stomach, and many of them were even shirtless. They were no different than tofu in front of the Tiefutu soldiers who were armed to the teeth, and were immediately torn to pieces by the violent force.
Their heads were chopped off, their arms were broken and flew up, blood and bones were thrown together, their bodies were pierced, and they fell into the mud and blood like leaky leather bags, and were trampled by others. Their shouts of killing turned into exclamations, and then from exclamations into screams and wails one after another.
