On ordinary days, even the most humble beings are the descendants of father and mother, the primates of all things who struggle year after year to survive. But at this moment, human life is worthless and fragile.
This feeling is not unfamiliar to Wanyan Heda at all. When he was young, he led the elites of the imperial court to fight against the Song Dynasty. He attacked Han'er Shanshui Village where a group of people gathered to defend themselves in the Huaihe River, and killed many people at every turn. This was how he felt. It's a pity that this feeling disappeared after he was transferred to Linhuang Prefecture, Marshal Quan, Right Supervisor of the Army, and fought against the Mongols.
No, the feeling is still there, just reversed.
Those who were fighting on horseback were the Mongols, and those who were chopped down melons and vegetables and fled everywhere were the troops of the Jin Kingdom.
But even the feelings I had at that time cannot be compared to this moment. Wanyan Heda had fought tough battles with the Mongols and knew the details of the Mongols. In his opinion, the Mongols were just the Jurchens resurrected more than a hundred years ago. Their greatness lay in their brutal strength.
This is not the case with the Ding Navy. This army is so orderly and orderly, as if it has preparations for everything on the battlefield, and the soldiers in this army...
More than half of them are battle-hardened warriors whose murderous aura cannot be hidden from others; there are also many who are ordinary soldiers or even new recruits. But each of them has received strict and uniform training, and each of them has been properly integrated into the strict formation of Ding Haijun, using simple and effective moves to easily steal the lives of the enemy.
The Jin Army had no choice but to maintain an offensive posture in front of them.
The several groups of soldiers that Wanyan Heda placed at the forefront and asked them to charge with all their strength were all elites of Wanyan Heda's command, including hundreds of veterans who had followed him from Linhuang Mansion to Kaifeng Mansion, as well as There are some brave men he recruited in Hebei.
Wanyan Heda believed that these people could fight against the same number of Mongolian troops, but these elites suffered heavy losses after the head-on collision with Ding Haijun, and they all collapsed.
But the navy continued to move forward and began to destroy the teams at the rear.
In this regard, Wanyan Heda had no choice but to watch the defeat appear instantly, and watch the terrifying enemy display two completely opposite attitudes of being violent and methodical at the same time.
Before he could give the order, some soldiers began to abandon their weapons and run away. Even many officers were carried back by the soldiers who were fleeing. The fleeing people and the advancing people collided with each other, looking like they were made by the rain. Flash flood.
The dark night and the rain gave the Jin army the courage to charge forward, but correspondingly, the bright view around the military camp in Ding Haijun was so conspicuous that no one could ignore it, and even the rain could not completely block it.
Seeing the most elite troops collapse at the first touch, the smart people knew that their side was destined to lose. The more foolish soldiers were still confused by the sudden changes in the surrounding situation. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that they finally rushed into the center of the enemy's camp, and then all the people in front started to run back, and the people around them also Running.
In the blink of an eye, there were flies everywhere, flapping their wings crazily in the rain.
Some officers roared and tried to gather their troops again. However, more people just want to escape. Their courage and boldness had been exerted to the extreme, otherwise Wanyan Heda would never have been able to launch this attack.
But it’s not like everyone is fighting Ding Haijun with some blood feud. After all, the Kaifeng court has been trying its best to expand the army since last year, but the issue of food and salary for the army is actually becoming more and more urgent. The purpose of the soldiers participating in this raid was partly to repay Marshal Wanyan Heda's kindness, and the other half was to get a reward of money and a bucket of grain.
But if everyone dies here, who can we repay? Who should I ask for the reward?
More and more people are running backwards. They are competing with each other to get ahead of others, so their speed is getting faster and faster. The navy is about to rush to the edge covered by fire. It is almost impossible to see the Jin army stopping to fight. Everyone is running away.
However, the heavy rain continued to fall, and the ground became increasingly muddy and slippery, creating mud pits and pools one after another. The escaping soldiers sometimes slipped into the pond and pushed each other. Sometimes they struggled to flop in the mud pit, exposing their faces covered in mud, which were then washed away by the heavy rain.
Soon they discovered that their retreat was blocked.
When they rushed into the Dinghai navy camp, the soldiers who were scattered everywhere to stop the attack had already gathered. More troops came over and formed an array as solid as a wall to squeeze them bit by bit.
Most of Jin's soldiers failed to escape from the light, and nearly three to four thousand people were backlogged in the southwest of the Chinese military camp. This position is actually facing the road in the camp that they ran through when they rushed in. But now, there are only wolf-like enemy figures gathering in the darkness on the road.
Some soldiers who accidentally approached that direction were either instantly killed by missing arrows or thrown hand axes or short spears, or died under swords, with no chance of escape.
Even if the person who rushes over is a famous warrior, the end will be the same.
Pucha Hulian, the deputy general manager of the troops and horses of Hebei West Road, was nine feet tall and extremely brave, so he served as the commander of the left wing in this battle. At this moment, all the followers around him dispersed, and he was so furious that he grabbed the barrel of a gun and pulled hard, regardless of the intensive thrusts of the navy's spears. The Dinghai soldiers who were holding guns had no choice but to give up their spears for fear of being pulled out of the queue.
Taking advantage of this gap, Puchahurian held the captured spear in his left hand and a long-handled broadsword in his right hand, and rushed into the enemy's formation, stabbing and slashing indiscriminately, killing two people one after another.
If it were against an under-trained enemy, this would be enough to break up the formation, and Pucahurian could then seize the weak spot of the formation and continue to charge. Since ancient times, those brave generals who fought with one against a hundred have been like this, leaving many feats that turned the world around in the history books. Unfortunately, the training of the Ding Navy was insufficient, and Pucahurian was not able to achieve any feats.
At the same time as his huge roar, there was also a calm shout from a certain naval officer. Under the command of the officer, the Ding naval officer used more than a dozen shields to squeeze from all sides, suppressing Puchahurian until he could not move, and then pierced his shoulder with a spear. Finally, a certain naval commander stepped forward, lifted off his helmet, pierced his neck with a short knife, and cut off his head.
Pucha Julian's blood rushed out from his cavity, which was very frightening. It sprayed all over Zhang Peng's face, making his vision turn blood red.
Zhang Peng couldn't see his surroundings clearly for a while. Although he could hear the cheers of his companions and was sure that he was safe, he still used all his strength to throw the Jurchen's head violently.
Then he wiped his face with the sleeve of his military robe. Maybe he wiped too hard, or maybe he just heard the news that Lao Liu died in battle, and Zhang Peng felt his eyes were a little bitter.
Puchahurian's head fell downwards, hit a spear, and then hit a helmet for half a turn. When it landed, the crowds of Jin soldiers subconsciously avoided it.
His head was rolling.
The sky was getting a little brighter at this time, and in the eastern sky, a touch of red appeared on the edge of the clouds, like the traces of blood smeared on a sharp edge.
Everyone looked at the head. Below the head, where the neck is cut, due to the sudden contraction of the muscles, the blood vessels and neck bones are suddenly exposed. In the dark early morning, the head looks like a rattle, the neck bones are the handles, and the swinging blood vessels are the two parts of the rattle. A rope with projectiles on the side.
His head rolled around a few times and stopped in front of a Jin Army general.
The soldiers continued to spread out, creating a space of about ten feet in the crowded crowd.
Wanyan Heda leaned down to look at his deputy general's head, then stood up straight and looked around. In the battle just now, his helmet fell off and his body was covered with mud and blood, making him very embarrassed.
The people still surrounding him at this time were all his most loyal subordinates, but even they stood a little further away than normal. Most of them also looked blank, obviously without any fighting spirit.
If someone rushed up to take his head, most of these subordinates would not try their best to stop him.
The only reason why these local men from Hebei went into battle was because Wanyan Heda had been so kind to him in the past two years without a seat, without a ride, with food wrapped in his own hands, and with blood sucked from his sores.
But now, the effect of these favors has been exhausted in the battle just now. Although the soldiers did not say it, in their hearts they were looking forward to the Lord's death. Once the general dies, the battle is over, and the soldiers can leave the camp and stay away from this terrible fight.
In this world, there are not many people who are so perseverant that they can ignore life and death. This is not a seller, and it is not worthy of Wanyan Heda's disappointment.
When Wanyan Heda was in office in Linhuang Mansion, he was dragged away by a group of defeated soldiers and fled to Mongolia. Those defeated soldiers had the same idea.
How can there be so much glory and wealth in the eyes of millions of ordinary people in the world? They just want to live a peaceful life!
He sent his army to kill this one, it was just a matter of luck. However, the huge Kingdom of Jin was occupied by a group of bandits who originated from Hebei Province. After finally rebuilding the Kaifeng imperial court and controlling half of the country, they were forced to try their luck by these bandits...
Forget it, the Great Jin Kingdom has fallen to this point, and it is normal to have no luck.
The situation in Kaifeng City is probably the same. Just as the soldiers hope that the commander will die, when there is really no hope, there may be people in Kaifeng who hope that the Emperor of Jin will die.
Since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, countless internal strife, betrayals, betrayals, and massacres have been repeated; some generals have been abandoned, some ministers have been abandoned, and some emperors have been abandoned. Under the bright appearance, the chaos never stops, which leads to a sharp decline in governance ability and induces fierce conflicts between the Jurchens and various ethnic groups and ministries in the country. This situation lasted until the end, and this was the result.
The weakness of the Kaifeng court was revealed after a strategic deception, and the Jurchens' regime would eventually be abandoned.
It's a pity that all the busy work was in vain, and I couldn't live up to the entrustment of Mr. Tushan.
Wanyan Heda smiled bitterly and grabbed the knife at his waist.
He took out the sheath and pulled out the gleaming straight knife.
In the dark sky, the last burst of thunder rolled past.
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