Wanyan Yinshu was able to break through the large baggage camp guarded by Yelu Shanmin who had just made great achievements. It was another partial battle, and he encountered Yelu Shanmin who was guarding the food and grass baggage...
Ever since he inexplicably got ten boxes of black gunpowder bombs from the hands of the Bohai captain, Wanyan Yinshu had been hiding the matter... He first quietly led people to set off a few in the wild, but a careless soldier unexpectedly The palm of my hand was blown to pieces by the unthrown gunpowder bomb!
Countless pieces of iron were shot into the unfortunate guy's body at close range, causing his flesh and blood to become bloody...
After carefully examining the dead body, Wanyan Yinshu came to a conclusion. Although this thing is quite powerful, it is definitely not invincible. As long as you keep the distance, the lethality of this thing is not as good as the softest hunting bow. .
I have suffered a dumb loss! The most important thing is that the Jurchens have never seen such a thing. I have only heard that the Song people had gunpowder weapons, but the Liao people were very dismissive of them. The Liao people also had some trumpets. There were things like gunpowder balls for arson, but the Jurchens didn't care at all.
Wulahei, the captain of the Bohai people, only said that these things were sold to him by a Bohai pirate at sea, and then the Bohai pirate mysteriously disappeared without leaving any traces.
Wanyan Yinshu didn't pay much attention to it...these Bohai pirates were not trustworthy. Since they were showing kindness to him, they had to ask for something from him! Just wait for them to come visit you.
As a result, the war started again. A total of 60,000 Liao troops came again. They first took over Lingyang County and then went straight to the Jurchen army in the northeast with the intention of decisive battle.
The Liao people had spotted the news that the more than 40,000 servants behind the Jurchens had left... These damn guys, maybe there are guys on both ends of the earth who have tipped off the Khitans!
However, it is enough to deal with 60,000 Khitan troops and 10,000 Jurchen troops...
Wanyan Zongwang led his army to directly attack, while Wanyan Yinshuke still led his army to harass the Khitan's supply lines to find the location of the Khitan's frontline supply camp.
It's Yelu Shanmin again, but this time Yelu Shanmin doesn't have a relatively thick city wall... and no gunpowder bullets to help!
The Jurchens chose to attack at night this time. With three hundred iron pagodas and five hundred kidnapping horses, plus a thousand servants who had been following Wanyan Yinshuke, they directly reached the gate of the Khitan transport camp on the mountain and began to attack!
Wanyan Yinshu listened carefully, and it was not until Tiefu reached the village gate that he was sure that these Khitans really had no gunpowder ammunition this time...
Yelu Shanmin, who was still desperately commanding the army to resist, never expected that the Tatar savage in his eyes would inexplicably have gunpowder bombs in his hands.
The iron pagoda relied on its strong helmet and thick armor to squeeze in front of the village gate, and then used a big ax and a copper hammer to smash out many gaps and holes in the village gate... Then the iron pagoda behind it was carefully lit with the torch in the hands of its companions. A few gunpowder bombs were stuffed into the gate of the village while the Khitan people were stunned!
Boom boom boom...
Iron pieces flew across the field and howled all over the place. The Khitan people at the narrow village gate were blown to pieces and cried for their fathers and mothers. The iron pagoda close to the village gate gritted its teeth and resisted with its thick armor... Anyway, there was a village gate across it. It shouldn't be possible to blow them up!
Two iron pagodas were still hit by shrapnel through the gaps in their armor and staggered against the wall of the village. The remaining iron pagodas smashed the village gate full of holes and swarmed in, wielding heavy weapons. Then he killed the Khitan soldiers until they were like wolves.
With just one charge, Wanyan Yinshuke defeated the main camp of Dazhai... Brother Yelushan was shot in the neck by an arrow from a kidnapping horse, and was escorted by his close guards to escape from the battlefield... There was not a stick of incense in the entire Dazhai.
The time was completely occupied by the Jurchen Tatars.
Only less than 500 of Yelu Shanmin's 3,000 soldiers escaped, and half of the 60,000-strong army's supplies and supplies were taken away by the Jurchens.
When the news came, the morale and morale that the Khitan had managed to gather plummeted... The first general to suppress the bandits on the East Road sighed and could only lead the army to station in a few cities to hold on, hoping that the Jurchens could retreat on their own.
Yelu Dashi, who was sitting in the capital city, was extremely disappointed. He gave Yelu Shanmin an evaluation of merits and demerits and asked him to go home to recover from his injuries... As a result, he just lay in the carriage today and staggered back to his hometown of Xi.
Come to Jinfu.
Knowing that his father was actually persuaded by his third brother Yelu Shange to meet that damn Song Dynasty merchant, Yelu Shanmin struggled to sit up. An arrow in his neck hurt his vocal cords. Now Yelu Shanmin's speaking voice
It's as hoarse as a dying old bird!
"You said...what did you say? That damn Song Dynasty...damn brother Yelu Shan! Then why did the Song Dynasty's gunpowder bombs appear in the hands of the Jurchens?"
Yelu Shanyi sighed dejectedly... "Forget it, brother, the third boy actually has always been favored by his father... There are some things, don't worry about it!"
"Trash, trash! A damn businessman, you are also a waste... Why don't you detain that merchant outside so that I can cut him into pieces and vent my hatred!"
The second eldest brother, Yelu Shanyi, blinked his eyes and showed a hint of impatience... "Brother, if we lose at this point, we will lose. The Jurchens are so fierce. Even if the third brother goes away, I'm afraid I will still lose..."
"That gunpowder bomb is very effective, especially when defending the city... Second brother, catch that Song man and ask him to hand over the formula. In the future, we will have the opportunity to make contributions to the Liao Army..."
"Brother! Let father worry about these things... Let's get through this period first."
Yelu Shanmin was so angry that he coughed, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth... "Call my people over and tell them that I have something to tell them..."
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Song Wen walked out of the Yin'an Hall of the Royal Palace and felt his back was wet... The King of the South Courtyard Yeluqi, this old guy has been in power for a long time. Once he picks up the posture and murderous intent of the King of the South Courtyard, most people will probably be scared to death.
Got it!
After obtaining valuable resources and opening up the road from southern Liaoning to the prairie where war horses are produced, with a steady stream of war horses, I am one step closer to taking advantage of the chaos in the Central Plains to occupy the Shandong Peninsula...
"Song Wen, did you know that you walked through the Gate of Hell today?"
Song Wen turned his head and looked at the young Marquis who still had a trace of fear on his face... He smiled and said: "As a merchant, wealth can be found in danger! Hahaha..."
"Do you really hate Jurchens?"
Song Wen nodded: "I hate all those who only know how to burn, kill, loot and destroy civilization! In the same way, I also hate those who only know how to bully and enslave the common people..."
Brother Yelushan, the young marquis, shook his head: "I am also familiar with Han classics. Your deviant ideas... are somewhat similar to some of the theories of pre-Qin scholars."
Song Wen shrugged his shoulders indifferently... "There are three thousand avenues, all of which lead to the same goal! The etiquette and prosperity advocated by Confucianism also pursues the world's benevolence... It's just that the current Confucianism has long lost the original intention of the sages."
A group of Khitan cavalry galloped in with a roar, and the leader was the centurion who was the confidant of the Third Prince Yelu Shange!