Three or four miles away from Wanyan Congtan and others, an officer came back on horseback and shouted to Guo Zhongyuan: "Commander Jie, do you want to order all the ministries to speed up the pursuit?"
Guo Zhongyuan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "No need, just advance slowly... They can't escape. Next, block the road, cover the battlefield, and notify Zhao Jue's troops. They will be responsible."
Soon after the flag was sent out, Zhao Jue's troops moved.
In an instant, groups of light cavalry riding horses appeared in the distance of the battlefield. These cavalrymen are slightly different from the standard-sized cavalry horses. The weapons and equipment they carry are obviously much simpler, and most of them are shirtless, with furry fur coats rolled up around their waists.
The leader looked in the direction of Guo Zhongyuan and other generals for a while, then bowed slightly to indicate. Then he took out a horn and blew it a few times, then led the team to the edge of the battlefield.
To the ears of outsiders, the sound of the horn is scattered, but to the ears of the officers of the navy, it is a long and short sound that clearly reports the number of troops and the main direction of dispatch.
Several officers laughed and said, "This Tatar is familiar with our drum and horn rules?"
"Look at the flag, it's Zhang Shao's subordinates. After Zhang Shao was transferred to Northern Xinjiang, he summoned a group of Wang Gu people to Jinlian River. They served in Changzhou in their early years and fought with Dajin's army. There are still some of his subordinates. , it was the army that surrendered on Beijing Road...that group of people are more familiar with the rules and regulations of the army."
"Come to think of it, these are all fierce and brave men. Zhang Shao ate these two pieces of fat and has been shaking a lot recently... I guess he will be impatient by now."
Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, everyone is in a good mood, and their words are full of jokes. They also know that Guo Zhongyuan will not compete with others for credit. Now that Zhao Jue's troops have been dispatched, they can really rest.
The large number of servant tribal cavalry under Zhao Jue are the general reserve of the Ding Navy. After this powerful army crossed Fengqiu, it never participated in the battle and was completely a spectator.
Despite the chaos in Lincaiguan and Kaifeng City, Zhao Jue just continuously dispatched his foreign cavalry to spread out the front on both wings and cross the continuous sand, slopes and swamps to the north and west of Kaifeng City.
The Wanggu people, who number more than five thousand, have gone through rounds of reorganization and training since they joined the Dinghai Navy last year, and now they are all eager to make meritorious deeds. Thousands of people were like wolves and tigers, howling and shouting, eager to go into battle immediately to fight. It's not easy to control these savages.
After Zhao Jue came out of Zhenjin Mountain, he ran the army extremely strictly and put in a lot of effort. Even so, he even beat two thornheads to death with an iron whip before the battle to scare the rest.
At this moment, the tribal cavalry, who had been suffocated to the point of impatient, finally got permission to move. As the officers gave orders, the cavalry formations in a wide range shrank inward at the same time. Thousands of cavalry went from loose to tight, just like a big sheet. The net fell slowly towards Kaifeng.
When they were seen by Guo Zhongyuan and others, no one could escape under this big net.
Seeing the appearance of the Northern Xinjiang tribe's cavalry, the flag and drum orders of the Dinghai navy team were immediately issued, and the various ministries began to shrink their queues.
When the soldiers left, they left behind a grassland stained with blood, both human blood and the blood of war horses. There were also many scattered Jin Army soldiers who had fled a short distance and were outflanked and came back. They just stayed where they were and did not escape. . Everyone knows that the energy and spirit of these Jurchens are completely exhausted.
What the navy officers brought back were their companions who were injured during the pursuit, as well as the bodies of several war dead.
At this time, the Jurchens still had sporadic resistance. Although the officers and soldiers of the Ding Navy immediately launched brutal revenge, they could not help but feel a little admiration.
This fight was hearty and hearty, and the navy was determined to win, but it was not easy. Guo Zhongyuan's headquarters alone fought against the enemy for more than twenty rounds, and more than ten lieutenants died in the battle.
As a battle-hardened warrior, he was furious during the battle, but after the fight stopped, everyone admitted that those Jurchens could be considered heroes after all.
Many people say that the opponents we are fighting today are a hundred times stronger than those idiots and trash in the imperial army back then. If the Jurchens were so ruthless in Zhongdu, they would not necessarily be at a disadvantage in the fight with the Mongols. And it is obvious that only Jurchens who come from the lower class and are also squeezed by the imperial court can maintain such tenacity.
Zhou Guogong's intention was to wear away the hard core of these Jurchens to the greatest extent. However, with the fighting reaching this level, the Jurchens' core generals had only a hundred or so kittens and puppies left, and there was no need to eradicate them.
Guo Zhongyuan is an extremely smart person. He can think of many things without Guo Ning asking.
Just like this scene, after all, it was impossible for Duke Zhou to kill all the Jurchens.
On the one hand, there are tens of millions of Jurchens all over the Central Plains, and they have to keep a few ferocious dogs to manage and deal with them. When necessary, they can also be used to bear their bad reputations.
On the other hand, if the Jurchens in the Central Plains were too suppressed, the Jin Kingdom's xuanfu envoys and marshals who commanded many barbaric tribes in the northeastern hinterland would inevitably lack a little balance.
Guo Zhongyuan thought for a while and sent a message to Zhao Jue's headquarters: "Just drive them back, don't kill them again."
Of course, he is not the superior of those tribal cavalry, so this order can be obeyed almost 10%, but there is no need to force it.
Fighting such a battle, completely wiping out the last force of the Jurchen nation, and destroying the Jurchen de facto court, this experience can be boasted for several years. To be honest, in Guo Zhongyuan's view, this record is more brilliant than defeating Genghis Khan in Hebei. Even though he was always reserved, he couldn't help stroking his beard contentedly at this moment.
At this time, Wanyan Congtan was waiting for the general to bring back Monk Wanyan Chen.
But suddenly he saw his trusted subordinates, the marching commander Wanyan Daoge and the soldiers and horses Tikong Guo Yong, returning from the north with a few scouts and cavalry. Guo Yong's face turned pale and he wanted to speak, but Brother Wanyan Dao stopped him and approached Wanyan Congtan:
"Ding Haijun dispatched a large group of cavalry to surround the entire battlefield... at least 10,000 cavalry!"
"Ten thousand riders?"
Wanyan Congtan gasped. He stared and shouted subconsciously: "How is it possible? If we really need a force of 10,000 cavalry, why don't they use Lincaiguan?"
Brother Wanyan Dao lowered his head and said nothing.
Not to mention the reserve team of 10,000 riders, including Zhou Guogong Guo Ning himself, all escaped from Lincaiguan and went to Kaifeng. It can be seen that this fierce battle with Wanyan Congtan's troops was under the calm control of Ding Haijun from beginning to end!
Now that the battlefield has been defeated and the country's capital has been lost, the overall situation has been decided. It is decided that the navy will deploy reserve forces to clean up the battlefield. Is this difficult to accept?
Guo Yong took a half step forward with his soldiers and horses: "Marshal, the emperor is dead, we should make a decision!"
How rude! Wanyan Congtan's body trembled slightly. He stared and looked at Guo Yong fiercely.
Guo Yong hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to speak again, Wanyan told him to shut up.
Turning back, Wanyan Congtan said to the followers beside him: "Follow me, I have to meet Monk Wanyan Chen."
Brother Wanyan Dao and Guo Yong took the remaining cavalry and stayed where they were, watching their marshal leave in a hurry.
The two of them knew that the emperor had died not long ago, but they were both indifferent at the moment. No one showed any grief, and they seemed to no longer take the emperor and the imperial lineage of Daijin seriously.
After all, they had just experienced a fierce battle that the Jurchens had not seen in decades, and suffered more than 30% to 40% casualties. Being on the battlefield and experiencing too many life-and-death struggles in a short period of time, people will be immersed in this atmosphere of execution. Some people will be full of blood, while others will become indifferent.
The emperor was a good emperor, but he was dead. A dead emperor, what’s the point of being good or bad? The soldiers are just following the inertia inherited from the battlefield and want to continue to survive. Other than that, they don't care at all.
The problem is that the ship of the Kingdom of Jin sank, and it was too difficult for the people on the ship to survive.
Even the general who leads thousands of troops to fight is only floating on the sea at this time. He can only find a thin wooden board in front of him, and he may not be able to see further than others.
In the eyes of Wanyan Congtan at this moment, Monk Wanyan Chen is just such a thin wooden board. Yilapua controls Monk Wanyan Chen, and maybe at some point, he can use this to get in touch with Wanyan Xielie.
Wanyan Xielie's status in Ding Haijun is still unknown, and his words may not have much weight, but no matter how thin the board is, it is still a board, which is better than being completely helpless.
Looking at Wanyan Congtan's stooped back, Guo Yong sneered: "The marshal is still too shameless."
Brother Wanyan Dao listened attentively and said solemnly: "The fighting on the battlefield has stopped. There is nothing wrong with the marshal trying to save some face for everyone."
The fighting on the battlefield has indeed stopped completely, which means that the war in the true sense is over.
What can be heard now, the sounds of fighting or fighting, are all taking place in the huge city under the sunset. They are all Jurchens making trouble in their own houses, Jurchens taking advantage of the fire, Jurchens trying to escape from the city, Jurchens trying to show their sincerity and An Ran The surrendered Jurchens are fighting each other.
This situation was so disgusting that several people sighed.
After sighing, they looked at each other and found that they were all acquaintances, namely Wanyan Congtan, Yila Pu'a, Wanyan Chen monk, and Zhechong Captain Jia Guze who appeared out of nowhere.
After a hard day's battle with Ding Haijun, these were the only Jin Army officers left with enough weight. Several generals looked at each other, but Monk Wanyan Chen sighed and continued to be in a daze.
He was thinking that the reason why the city looked like this was because the Jurchens rarely read Han'er's books and were not influenced by loyalty and patriotism. But he immediately thought that he was far inferior to his brother Wanyan Xielie when it came to being well-read, civilized and martial arts, but what had his brother done?
Thinking of this, he became more and more frustrated.
Even more frustrating is the situation outside Kaifeng.
At this time, the organizational structure is still maintained, and the number of Jurchens accompanying their respective generals will not exceed five or six hundred. And those who gradually pressed into the inner circle and drove the fleeing Jurchens back to their original place were the military cavalry who were originally loyal to the Jurchens.
Maybe what happens next is a fight between the army and the Jurchens, right? What's ridiculous is that at the end of this tragic battle, those who killed and were killed were actually all subjects of the Kingdom of Jin.
Once everyone is done fighting each other, the Kingdom of Jin will be over.
No, not only the Great Jin Kingdom, but also the Jurchens were finished after such a fight.
Monk Wanyan Chen noticed the way Yilapua looked at him. At first, it seemed like he was looking at an enemy who must be killed quickly, but as officers continued to come over and talk to Yilapua, Yilapua's face became more and more kind, and finally he became a little cautious.
Monk Wanyan Chen quickly understood what this strange situation represented. He wanted to curse angrily, but he felt like there was a fire in his chest, burning all the way to his throat and head, as if it was going to dry up all the blood and burn his body to ashes.
He wanted to pick up weapons and kill the vacillating people in front of him, and he wanted to lead his comrades to continue fighting against the enemy; at least he wanted a heroic ending so that he could face his ancestors after death.
However, he was too tired. His physical strength was completely exhausted. The blood loss and the loss of body water under the scorching sun made his legs tremble just standing. He never thought that he would be so weak, but now he really has no strength... Or maybe it's because he is desperate and can't squeeze out any strength?
The strong sense of grief, anger and shame made Monk Wanyan Chen hug his head and curl up on the ground, crying.
The people surrounding him were sitting or standing blankly, like wooden statues.
Not long after, an officer from the Ding Navy rode a war horse and walked slowly across the battlefield to the nearby area.
The gathered Jurchens moved out of the way, allowing him to reach the center of the crowd without any hindrance. He looked around and shouted loudly: "Has anyone seen an officer named Monk Wanyan Chen? Hand over this man and I will spare your life!"
The Jurchen people suddenly came to life, and everyone rushed to shout: "Monk Wanyan Chen is here! He is fine! He is fine!"
