Chapter 173 The Song Dynasty is dead and the world is not dead!
Chapter 173 Song Dynasty is dead, but the world is not!
The third year of Xiangxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, the sixth day of February in the seventeenth year of the Yuan Dynasty.
Pushing forward one year in history is the day when the Southern Song Dynasty was overthrown in the Battle of Yashan.
More than 100,000 soldiers and civilians faced the national disaster together, and the tragedy of the country's downfall will not be forgotten in history books for thousands of years.
In this world, Li Yunze appeared. The Battle of Yashan was forcibly postponed for a year and was staged again.
This time, the identities of both parties have been reversed.
Zhang Hongfan's troops were supposed to destroy the Song Dynasty, but they were trapped on the sea.
And Li Yunze, who was filled with endless anger, specifically chose this day to launch a devastating blow to him.
The large pipes and various components ordered from Laiyang Metal were also assembled and debugged in the world of Dream of Red Mansions.
Hundreds of artillery were carried up Yashan and Tangping Mountain opposite, and launched a fierce bombardment at the Mongolian ships on the sea from a high position.
The artillery and muskets made by Li Yunze are very simple and easy to operate.
It is just to take care of the sergeants these days. After all, their education level is too low, and it is difficult to use something slightly more complicated.
If he really comes up with some advanced weapons, who else can use them well except him?
Hundreds of cannons roared continuously, and large projectiles roared over. If they landed on the ship, they would directly penetrate it.
After all, they are wooden ships and not armored ships, so they cannot withstand artillery fire.
Originally, based on the shooting accuracy of these artillery pieces, most of the shelling should have landed in the water.
But who made the Mongolian army insist on learning from the Song Dynasty, which gathered ships together to form a chain of ships.
In addition, baffles, wooden poles, fishing nets, etc. were dropped around the perimeter to guard against arson boats.
Suddenly encountered a large-scale artillery bombardment, this is a large target with hundreds of ships gathered together and unable to move. It can be said that it can be hit with eyes closed.
That is to say, most of the artillery fire was covering the Mongolian army's own fleet to block the outlet. Otherwise, at least half of the ships would be sunk when the Mongolian army's fleet was disbanded.
Dozens of boats that the intruders had finally collected were dragging several long iron chains and galloping from both sides of Yashan and Tangping Mountains. Under the cover of artillery fire, they dragged the iron chains and rushed to the other side.
The Mongolian ships responsible for blocking the entrance to the sea naturally saw the iron chain and tried their best to block it.
If they were really locked up here, the tens of thousands of troops would be completely destroyed and would have no place to run.
There were a large number of firecrackers on the invading military ships. Under the bombardment of rows of firecrackers, the Mongolian military ships suffered heavy casualties.
However, the Mongolian troops here are all selected elites. They know that the exit to the sea is the only way to survive for the main force who is hurriedly disbanding the serial ships at this time. They bravely withstand the artillery fire above their heads and the fire cannons on the opposite side to intercept them desperately.
There were even violent ship collisions on both sides.
As for fighting among gangs, that's even more common.
The decks of many boats that were close together were covered with corpses, and blood fell from the boats into the sea like spring water.
The fierce fighting here in Haikou was very fierce, and the Mongolian troops guarding here tried their best.
They even rammed and sank a ship dragging a chain, and fought to the death to capture a ship dragging a chain.
But that’s it.
There were as many as six ships of the Mongolian army dragging the iron chains, and the remaining four ships successfully reached the other side. After the iron chains were firmly fixed, hundreds of Mongolian army ships became turtles in the urn.
Li Yunze, who was sitting on a horse on the cliff, saw that the iron chain blocking the seaport had been formed. He immediately turned around and asked, "When will the tide rise?"
"Youshi."
"That's enough." Li Yunze stood up from the horse, raised his sword and pointed at the Mongolian fleet that had finally unlocked the chain, "Sink them!"
The fierce bombardment on Yashan and Tangping Mountain lasted from 3:00 to 18:00 until nearly dusk.
The rain of bullets that kept falling shattered the Mongolian and Yuan ships one after another.
With the outlet to the sea blocked, the Mongolian army was like headless flies, scurrying around everywhere.
After several ships hit the iron chain and failed to escape, the desperate Mongolian army began to rush towards the shore.
What greeted them was not only the bombardment of artillery and gunfire, but also hundreds of thousands of sergeants who were waiting in full formation.
Although the experience and training of these sergeants are very insufficient, their numbers are there, and their equipment and morale are also very high. There is no problem in blocking the Mongolian army's breakout road.
As night gradually fell, there were only less than a hundred Mongolian ships still wandering around on the sea in the encirclement.
Zhang Hongfan, whose boat was sunk, was rescued with difficulty by his personal guards and boarded a nearby ship.
Before he could catch his breath on the deck, he saw Zhang Hongyi floating on the sea not far away by the blazing fire of the ship.
For a moment, Zhang Hongfan was stunned.
In my mind, I recalled the memories of playing with my brothers and sisters when I was young.
At this time, he also thought of his father Zhang Rou.
The father who carried the Zhang family on his shoulders and was able to protect the Zhang family from being disturbed and live happily when the world collapsed.
My father saved the Zhang family, but he was blind and wanted to ruin the Zhang family.
"Marshal Du, Marshal Du!"
The new supervisor Mo Rigen, who was born in the timid Xue army, shook Zhang Hongfan vigorously.
Seeing Zhang Hongfan's eyes finally regaining consciousness, he said eagerly, "Let's concentrate our efforts in one direction and escape under the cover of night!"
This was a strategy that was discussed before. After all, only at night would there be a slight chance to break through.
But at this time, Zhang Hongfan pointed at the artillery on the cliffs on both sides, "Look at those earth-shattering things."
Then he pointed to the countless torches on the shore that seemed to light up the night sky, "Look at those terrifying muskets, look at those intruders whose heads are nowhere to be seen!"
His words were trembling, but with a hint of determination, "You can't get out, you're trapped in a dead place, you can't get out."
Mo Rigen's expression suddenly changed and he immediately became furious: "Batu! Do you want to surrender?"
"My name is not Batu!" Zhang Hongfan sneered, "My surname is Zhang, my name is Zhang Hongfan!"
When Mo Rigen was furious and wanted to fight, Zhang Hongfan's Zhang family guards had already surrounded him.
"The surrender must be surrendered, but not by me."
Zhang Hongfan pointed at the sea full of floating corpses: "We have tried our best and are worthy of the great emperor."
Looking at the densely packed corpses almost covering the sea surface, even though Mo Rigen was from the Xue Army, he couldn't help but remain silent at this time.
To be able to fight this battle to this extent is indeed worthy of the great emperor.
"I can't surrender. That King Chuang always kills people who surrender like me and others."
Zhang Hongfan's eyes were fixed on his brother floating on the sea for a long time, "You can't surrender, and King Chuang will not let go of the Mengren and Semuren. You and I have committed countless murders, and we met such a god."
There is no way for the middle-aged person to survive."
Mo Rigen fell into silence. He already knew what Zhang Hongfan wanted to do.
"I, Zhang Hongfan, and my Zhang family are worthy of the great emperor." Zhang Hongfan roared, "We are worthy of him!"
Zhang Rou once accompanied Kublai Khan on his expedition to Hara and Forest, and made great contributions to Kublai Khan's seizure of the throne after Meng Ge's death.
He, Zhang Hongfan, even fought in the south and north, and destroyed the Song Dynasty. Of course he deserved it.
At this time, we should consider the sergeants who are still alive and take them with us if they die.
"Order the ship to be lowered."
Zhang Hongfan took a deep breath and told the generals of the Zhang family around him, "You should also surrender. Send a letter to your family. Don't make an enemy of King Chuang. You can't beat him."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Rigen with a strange look, then turned around and jumped directly from the deck into the sea.
‘Guluuluulu~~~’
There was a wave of waves, and soon he was submerged in the water and disappeared.
Many generals of the Zhang family followed suit with expressionless faces and jumped into the sea one after another.
The loyalty of family generals like them is indeed very high.
In the end, there was only one captain left on the deck.
Feeling Mo Rigen's gaze, the general calmly replied, "I want to take Marshal Du's words back."
Morigen nodded subconsciously, then turned to look at the guards behind him.
After a while, he rushed off the boat without saying a word.
His guards looked at each other, and most of them chose to jump into the sea to follow him.
After all, King Chuang was extremely ruthless and had almost no mercy towards those with lustful eyes and those with blind eyes.
Rather than being kited like the king of the clan, it would be better to end it on your own.
The few who didn't jump were just lucky.
Without him, it would be a beggar.
After daybreak, the sea was covered with floating corpses of Mongolian soldiers, so many that they almost covered the sea.
In the end, only a few thousand troops will be surrendered, and most of them will be sent on the road after cross-examination.
"Is this what Zhang Hongfan said?"
Li Yunze met the last general of the Zhang family and asked Zhang Hongfan in detail what he said before he threw himself into the sea.
"yes."
The general of that family saluted respectfully and said, "I beg Wang Yun of Chuang to pass the message back to the Zhang family. Then he will come to the army and die."
Li Yunze looked at him and waved his hand without saying anything.
After the family member left, Li Yunze looked at Zhang Hongfan who was being dragged to the shore and spat, "You're such a bastard."
He had already prepared mercury to deal with these traitors, but he didn't expect that this guy was quite decisive.
"King Chuang." He Yuanli and others stepped forward to congratulate, "Our army has won a great victory."
Li Yunze had also won consecutive victories before, defeating more than 100,000 Mongolian troops.
But those were all rout battles, and many Mongolian troops escaped again and again.
This time the Yashan naval battle was different. It was a battle of annihilation in the true sense, with nearly 50,000 main Mongolian troops annihilated in one go.
Especially the Zhang Jiajun, the important lackey of the Meng Yuan, was almost wiped out in this battle.
There is no doubt that the Zhang family must withdraw from the stage of history.
Li Yunze didn't pay too much attention to this. There were many lackeys like the Zhang family. In his opinion, this was just an ordinary victory.
He stood on the shore and silently looked at the bay in front of him.
The real significance of winning this battle is to completely rewrite the outcome of the Battle of Yashan!
Da Ting is indeed dead, but the world is not dead yet!