The goose-feather heavy snow has been falling for two days, and the road has been blocked by heavy snow. On the vast snowy field outside the entrance, the Jin Army's camp is almost covered with snow that is as high as half a person. The Jin Army, who are in a sad mood, are stepping on the thick snow in small groups.
Looking at Juyongxiongguan as far as the naked eye can see from the snow, my heart became heavier and heavier.
It has been two months since we attacked Juyongguan.
The casualties were heavy.
Wanyan Zongpan organized more than ten large-scale attacks, using almost all his strength. As a result, the 100,000 Jin army fell to more than 20,000 people in front of Juyong Pass, but Juyong Pass remained unreachable and unbreakable.
Especially in this severe cold weather, tackling key problems has almost become a luxury.
After successive defeats, losing troops and generals, suffering from hunger and cold, the Jin army was disheartened, and the war-weariness in the army became more and more intense.
Although there were three or five fire pots placed in the handsome tent to make the tent warm as spring, Wanyan Zongpan's heart felt like an ice cellar.
He knew very well that in this kind of winter, it was no longer possible to tackle key problems.
And even if they are resting in place, it is still unclear whether many Jin troops can survive this cold winter that has not been seen in decades.
In the spring of next year, once the ice and snow melt, the Yan army will definitely take advantage of the situation and launch a fierce counterattack.
He knew that the Yan army in the pass was 150,000, and his army of 100,000 had been reduced by more than 20%.
And the military spirit and morale are even more incomparable.
Under such circumstances, it was hard for Wanyan Zongpan to imagine that if it really came to that critical moment, his camp would be defeated by the Yan people in one blow, and the army would be defeated like a mountain.
And because he had been unable to attack for a long time, Wu Qimai's main army was unable to launch an attack on Gubeikou.
The established plan to invade the Central Plains from the south has almost become a joke because of his inability to break through this link.
Retreat?
This thought suddenly appeared in Wanyan Zongpan's mind. This thought made him feel very ashamed and embarrassed.
It was he who incited domestic sentiments to launch the southern invasion.
Now that he has retired without success and returned to Shangjing, how will he face the subjects of Dajin?
Not to mention how to face his father Wu Qimai.
Wanyan Zongpan turned his head and looked at Wanyan Zongya who was standing to one side.
Wanyan Zongya also looked at him.
When the two people's eyes met, they actually understood what the other meant.
retreat!!!
If we don't retreat, all the 100,000 Jin army will be destroyed in the heavy snow outside Juyong Pass.
As a result, the Jin Kingdom's vitality was severely damaged, and its demise was not far away.
Wanyan Zongya lowered his voice and said: "Brother, Juyong Pass has been unable to be attacked for a long time, and the morale of the army has been shattered. If we persist here for a long time, I am worried that there will be changes in the army.
It is better to take advantage of the heavy snow and the Yan people's unpreparedness to send an order to the army to break up camp and retreat to the direction of Bei'an Prefecture to join forces with the father's army.
We will make plans next spring when the ice and snow melt."
Wanyan Zongpan's lips twitched, he was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "Zongya, it was someone's idea to invade the Yan Kingdom from the south. Now that he has lost his troops and returned without success, how can someone have the face to see his father and face the great army?"
Up and down Jin Chaoye?"
Wanyan Zongya pursed his pale and thin lips and said: "Brother, that would be better than burying this army! Our Dajin only has this 300,000-strong army now. If we bury it because of this, once the Yan people counterattack next spring, our Dajin army will be destroyed."
How will Kim resist?
Brother, personal honor or disgrace is a small matter, but the prosperity of the country is a big matter, please think twice!"
Wanyan Zongya bowed.
Wanyan Zongpan's expression changed, and for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Quickly pass on my commander's military orders, the entire army is on the move, the rear team will become the front team, and the troops will slowly withdraw to Bei'an Prefecture!"
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The scenery of the vast snowy wilderness is very spectacular, and the sky and the earth are vast.
Han Shizhong stood on the tower of Juyongguan, looked around the generals and laughed and said: "Everyone, such a magnificent snow scene is really rare. This reminds me of His Majesty's last song, Qin Yuan Chun, Snow.
The scenery of the northern country is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the rivers up and down suddenly lose their turbulence. Silver snakes dance in the mountains, and wax figures ride on the ground, hoping to compete with the gods..."
Han Shizhong recited Wang Lin's words loudly, and suddenly his general Han Qi exclaimed: "Commander, no, the Jin camp has moved. Looking at the posture, it seems that the Jin people are about to retreat!"
Han Shizhong smiled indifferently, looked in the direction of the Jin's camp, and said in silence for a moment: "The Jin can't attack for a long time, and they can't survive this cold winter. The retreat has long been expected by me. However, I didn't expect it.
, this Wanyan Zongpan is somewhat decisive, he can choose to retreat at this time, which is also a good idea."
Han Qi cupped her hands and said: "Commander, I am willing to lead an army of 20,000 people out of the border to pursue the Jin people!"
The generals also asked for battle one after another.
Han Shizhong shook his head and said calmly: "No need, as the saying goes, don't pursue the enemy when you are poor. Besides, it is snowing so heavily and the road is covered with snow, so it is not suitable for marching. If our army goes out to pursue, the Jin people will certainly be defeated, but our army will also suffer losses as a result.
,inappropriate."
Han Shizhong rejected the generals' request to pursue the Jin people and allowed the 80,000 Jin army to slowly retreat toward Bei'an Prefecture under the eyes of Yan Jun.
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Go to Beijing.
The camel bells rang, and a foreign caravan from the direction of Xixia and the Western Regions with hundreds of people entered Shangjing.
Because the emperor personally led a large army to conquer Yan State in the south, and there were only a handful of soldiers and horses left behind in the country, in Shangjing, Wanhu Wanyan Hulu led 5,000 men and horses under his command to stay in Shangjing to defend the imperial capital of the Jin Kingdom.
The caravans were dispersed and moved into the post house and inn specially opened by the Jin people in Shangjing City for merchants. Then a young man with fine features quietly left the post house and headed south of the city.
Xinglong Winery is obviously a tavern opened by the Han people. The entire architectural style is similar to that of the Central Plains. Whether it is the high-flying signature flag, the gilt couplets facing the tavern door, and the four red lanterns hanging at the door, they all have
It has a very strong Chinese flavor.
But most of the people who went in and out to drink in the tavern were the rich and powerful from Beijing.
Wearing gorgeous furs and carrying scimitars on their waists, the aristocratic sons of the Kingdom of Jin come and go all the time.
The young man quietly entered the tavern, and was immediately greeted by a Han Chinese-looking waiter who was about 17 or 18 years old. He caught a glimpse of a copper badge worn on the young man's chest. His eyes flashed and without saying a word, he immediately greeted the man.
He entered a private room inside.
A man in his thirties with a beard on his face stared at the young man who came through the door with bright eyes, and his demeanor was solemn and majestic.
The young man looked at the other person deeply, then calmed down, bowed and said: "Jinyi Guard Baihu Linhe, pay homage to Feng Qianhu!"
The man with the beard is none other than Qianhu Feng Kun, the secret outpost leader of Jinyiwei stationed in Shangjing.
Feng Kun said calmly: "Lin He, I think back then, you and I met once in Zhending. A certain person has been sneaking into Shangjing under the orders of Marquis Yan for a long time..."
Lin He didn't waste any time. He took out the secret letter from the Jin Yiwei sealed with fire wax from his arms and handed it over.
Feng Kun opened it and took a look, his expression suddenly changed.
It will be finished in the near future. I have been going to the countryside recently, so the time cannot be guaranteed, so the update may be a little irregular, but it will be soon. Sorry.