There were originally a lot of Han people living in this small Hengyang County. After they escaped the initial slaughter of the Khitans, these Han people, mixed with some Bohai people, gradually got used to the rule of the Khitans.
This time Yelu Shanmin was ordered to attack King Qin of Jingjing, but Marshal Yelu Daye ordered him to seize Hengyang County with his 15,000 troops, making it look like he would attack those in Liaodong who had taken refuge with the Jurchens.
There were three lone armies in total. They originally coordinated with each other according to Yelu Daye's arrangement to advance for the first time, and finally approached the Tokyo city of Daliao, which had long been captured by the Jurchens!
Yelu Shanmin was the first to encounter the attack of the Jurchen servants. The army of 20,000 Bohai people and Han people was not taken seriously by Yelu Shanqi at all. After the field encounter, he defeated more than 20,000 miscellaneous troops with a single charge.
Bits and pieces.
After beheading more than 3,000 people, Yelu Shanqi's confidence returned.
Until the arrival of Wanyan Yeli's 5,000 Jurchen troops, Yelu Shanmin's advance went smoothly. However, the news that the Jurchen troops came from the fallen Tokyo city spread quickly. Yelu Shanmin quickly withdrew his troops to defend Hengyang County, and then sent his troops to
The soldiers sent a message to the two friendly forces on the left and right, asking them to quickly join together and occupy the city to fight!
As long as these five thousand Jurchen soldiers are defeated, no matter how many servants are left, it will not matter! Once the reputation of the Khitans spreads, those foreigners and Han people will immediately return to the feet of their former masters to beg for mercy...
If I can threaten Tokyo and disrupt Liaodong, I may be able to buy time for His Majesty to defend Zhongjing and Shangjing in Daliao. If I can really defeat the Jurchens in this national war, my reputation as Yelu Shanmin will be resounding throughout the country.
Liao!
It's a pity...the other two Liao armies combined totaled nearly 60,000 troops. When they heard that the Jurchen troops were coming to kill them, they immediately retreated a hundred miles and were ready to flee. Yelu Shanmin, the nominal first general of the East Route Army, was
Hong Guoguo was left hanging in front of the Jurchen soldiers.
The Jurchen servants who had been dispersed gathered again, and instead of decreasing, they gathered more and more.
Yelu Shanmin waited for reinforcements from the left and right but failed to arrive. Finally, he had no choice but to draw his sword and command more than 10,000 Liao troops to seal the two city gates of Hengyang County, demolished countless private houses and government offices, and prepared wood and stones.
We must defend Hengyang County to the end.
After several fights, the servant army, eager to claim credit in front of the Jurchen's pro-army masters, fought tooth and nail and stormed the city wall several times, almost wiping out Yelu Shanmin's entire army here.
Until a fight broke out in the middle of the night the day before yesterday, Yelu Shanmin was seriously injured and disabled, and almost all the five hundred guards around him were killed or injured...
Brother Yelushan took a breath... This was the first time he had truly visited the battlefield in person. Compared with the nearly 20,000 enemy troops in front of him, those rogue bandits and horse bandits were just like a group of beggars trying to sell their heads.
The lieutenant gritted his teeth and waved his sword... "Archers are ready! Boiling water... Rolling wood and stones are all ready..."
"My Lord Lieutenant General, there are only some stones left and not a single rolling log left!"
The deputy general's face turned pale: "Where are the arrows? How many are left?"
"Less than five thousand!"
The lieutenant almost sat on the ground, looking at the tens of thousands of Jurchen troops outside the city with trembling lips. Just as he was about to say something... Brother Yelushan stepped forward, raised his right hand and shouted: "Khitan sons! Do you recognize them?
I?"
Almost all the defenders were Daoists from Nanjing, Liao Dynasty. After hearing this, they all bowed their heads to Brother Yelushan and said: "The third prince!"
Brother Yelushan pulled out the saber from his waist and roared angrily: "You are all my good sons of Nanjing Road and the true warriors of Khitan! The land under our feet was conquered by our Khitan green bull and white horse ancestors with their blood, sweat and lives.
The country...the Jurchen Tatars want to take away and kill and enslave the descendants of our Khitan people. It is a dream! The Jurchen Tatars will not succeed until the last Khitan man is dead! Kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, and stick to Hengyang County... As long as
The city of Zhongjing is impregnable, so the Jurchen Tatars have no choice but to retreat, and the Jurchen soldiers have to go north to protect the bandit chieftain Wanyan Aguda from escaping! What are the remaining miscellaneous troops who are fighting against Qin, Mu and Chu to fight with us? They are all defeated by our Khitans...
…Today, I, Brother Yelushan, hold my brother’s seal and the gold medal from the Grand Prince’s Palace in the South Campus, and take over the command of this army! I hereby make an oath to you all to stick to Hengyang County. After the Jurchen Tatars flee north, we will be the Daliaodong Route Army.
The vanguard army! Capture the city of Tokyo and never seal the sword! Let me wait for three days to your heart's content...You can deal with those dog slaves who are chasing Qin and Muchu as you please! All the looted gold, silver, property and women's cloth...all belong to you!
"
An illusory pie was drawn up by Brother Yelushan and hung in the sky. The five thousand Jurchen soldiers in front of him have not yet been defeated, and the thirty thousand servants are also watching... to recapture Daliao Tokyo? Isn't this a fool's dream!
But Brother Yelu Shan was famous in Nanjing City, and secondly, these Khitan soldiers in Nanjing Road really respected and feared King Yeluqi of Nanyuan. They guarded the southern border of Liao Dynasty for decades, and the old king gained increasing prestige.
There were shouts and shouts one after another, and all the Khitan defenders raised their weapons and cheered in response. For a while, their morale seemed to have increased a lot!
Brother Yelushan winked, and several generals from the Grand Prince's Palace in the South Courtyard instantly stepped forward and controlled the few followers behind the deputy general. Brother Yelushan looked at the trembling deputy general with disdain and said: "I won't kill you.
, because you are just a useless waste, I just don’t want the sons of my South Campus Prince’s Mansion to die in vain in the hands of you, a waste... Do you understand?"
The lieutenant general took away his military power instantly when he saw Brother Yelushan. Instead of becoming angry or holding a grudge, he actually breathed a sigh of relief... "The third prince has misunderstood, misunderstood! The eldest prince is injured, and the general is helpless."
He just temporarily took over the military power... Now that the Third Prince has arrived, the last general should naturally retreat outside the tent and serve the Third Prince..."
Several of the confidants beside Brother Yelushan had expressions of disdain on their faces. This guy was also a true Khitan, but his character was just like that of those wretched Vietnamese in the south... With their deer-headed and rat-like eyes, they were begging for mercy.
!Shameless for a little profit.
Brother Yelushan snorted coldly: "Give you a horse and get out of Hengyang County and escape alone!"
The deputy general's eyes instantly shone, and he knelt down and kowtowed: "Since the Third Prince has given orders, I must obey them! I will leave the city right away and bring reinforcements from the left and right... The Third Prince can rest assured, I will definitely let those five
Ten thousand troops are coming to join us!"
Brother Yelushan coldly squeezed out one word through his teeth... "Get out!"
"Thank you, Third Prince, thank you, Third Prince..."
The lieutenant general, who only knew how to flatter horses and was afraid of death, climbed down the city wall. Then in order to be inconspicuous, he took off his iron helmet, threw off his armor, grabbed a war horse and ran towards the south gate.
The act of abandoning his armor seemed to have completely angered Brother Yelushan. He pointed at Na Si's back and shouted: "Shoot him to death!"
"As you command!"
A general carrying a big bow took off his bow and arrows and turned back to the inside of the city wall. He drew his bow and aimed an arrow at the back of the fleeing lieutenant...
"Go away, all go away! I was ordered by the Third Prince to move reinforcements, which delayed me. You all deserve to die... get away..."
The lieutenant waved his whip to drive away the limping Khitan soldiers to make way for him. Many Khitan soldiers and soldiers from the Haner camp had anger in their eyes, but they could not afford to offend such an officer.
"Untouchable, get away, get out...ah, ah!"
With a scream, the deputy general shook his body and rolled over and fell off his horse. The frightened horse dragged the deputy general for more than ten feet before he landed completely on the ground. There was a thick arrow stuck in his back, covered in blood and flesh.
The surrounding Khitan soldiers raised their heads and looked at Brother Yelvshan, who had a fierce look on the inside of the city gate. They all turned a blind eye to the corpses on the ground and just continued to carry the supplies for the city defense in silence.