As expected, the Jiangning River failed to stop the Mongolian army from marching south. In just seven days, all the 500,000-strong Mongolian army had crossed the river. They captured Banqiao and Niutoushan one after another with great momentum. They divided their troops into 200,000 troops, crossed the Huai River, and occupied Fang.
In just ten days, troops surrounded Jiankang in Shan, Tushan and other places. The Jiankang Prefecture army was forced to shrink in an all-round way. Before the siege began, the Jiankang Prefecture army had already lost more than 20,000 soldiers.
Although the Mongolian army also suffered heavy losses, and the Song army seemed to have taken advantage of it, Sun Jiangong and others were still not happy at all in the face of this result. Especially Sun Jiangong, this Jiankang army of 150,000 was all he had
In half a month, there were only more than 100,000 people left with his possessions, and the Mongolian army was five times his number. How should this battle be fought?
What worries him even more is that the Mongolian army is obviously ready for a water battle. Tens of thousands of warships are cruising along the Yangtze River on the north bank of Jiankang, just like crucian carp crossing the river. In the Qinhuai River, there are also warships crossing the river. The entire east of Jiankang
The Yangtze River Basin is completely controlled by the Mongols, and there is an endless supply of supplies and supplies. They are devoting all their efforts to support this war. How can Jiankang Prefecture resist them?
Sun Jiangong stood on the city tower, overlooking the Mongolian military camp, with numerous flags. From a distance, it looked like woods growing all over the mountains and fields overnight. The military tents were surrounded by mountains and rivers, stretching for dozens of miles but not yet reaching the end. Sun Jiangong looked at them.
Jiangong's heart was filled with despair. Faced with such a disadvantage, Sun Jiangong was helpless. Only now did he understand the difficulty of defending the city. He couldn't help but sigh softly and said: "Brother Wen Huan, I don't know how hard it is for my brother until now!"
"Don't worry, sir. The terrain of Jiankang is a big victory over Xiangyang. It won't be a problem to defend it." Lu Wenhuan sighed softly: "It's just that the trend is irreversible. What I'm most worried about is that Jiankang will become an isolated city and cannot be defended!"
Sun Jiangong was shocked and said: "How can you say this?"
"Now that the Mongolian army is surrounding Jiankang, it is not the worst outcome. The worst outcome is that the Mongolian army is surrounding Jiankang but not fighting!"
Lu Wenhuan's eyes showed a hint of worry and he said: "Master Sun, if you were the commander-in-chief of the Mongolian army, how many people do you think are needed to contain the Jiankang defenders?"
Sun Jiangong was stunned. Although he didn't know the reason, he still said: "It's just a containment. I think only one hundred thousand soldiers and horses are enough!"
"Today, there are only more than 100,000 Jiankang defenders. They are stationed in Stone City, Xizhou City and Jiankang City. Each city has 10,000 troops. Jiankang can only deploy 70,000 people. The Mongolian army has 100,000 soldiers, which is enough to contain them!"
"This is the key!" Lu Wenhuan made an astonishing statement, saying: "If I were the commander-in-chief of the Mongolian army, facing a difficult-to-attack place like Jiankang, I would never attack hard, but would divide my troops to contain the Jiankang defenders.
However, the remaining 400,000 troops were divided into two groups and continued southward. One group went south from Taihu Lake, bypassed Taihu Lake, and went directly to Lin'an. The other group went down the Yangtze River and captured Zhenjiang. Then the troops were divided into two groups, one group went directly from Pingjiang to Lin'an, and the other group went directly to Lin'an from Pingjiang.
Starting from Yangzhou and entering Lin'an by sea, with such a three-pronged army, great things can be accomplished!"
"this--"
Sun Jiangong paused for a moment, stunned with shock, his face turned pale, and he mumbled absentmindedly: "If this is the case, I will build Kang Mansion..."
"Jiankang Prefecture will become an isolated city, and it will either be destroyed or the enemy will be defeated with blood!"
Li Quancheng didn't know when he went up to the tower and heard the conversation between the two. He calmly accepted Sun Jiangong's words and said: "So, if the Mongolian army doesn't fight, we should withdraw early. If the Mongolian army starts fighting,
We still have to pay thousands of lives before we can withdraw!"
Lu Wenhuan knew that Li Quancheng had relapsed into his old habit and began to feel compassion for others. Of course, both of them also knew that he was telling the truth. Now that the internal affairs of the Mongols are stable, the entire north of the Yangtze River is under his control, and Mongolia can be unified in the south.
The general trend is unstoppable, and the Song Dynasty court has been weak for a long time. In the face of this general trend of the world, the gains and losses of one city and one government really have no effect. But in the Song Dynasty, they had to shed blood on the battlefield because of "cannot"
, he did it knowingly that he couldn't do it... The reason was simply that he had no choice but to do it! But when Lu Wenhuan saw that Li Quancheng, the biggest official in Jiankang City, was speaking so irresponsibly, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Sir, the military is a major issue for the country.
, for the sake of the country, we must fight, but if we fight, people will die!”….
"Okay, okay, I understand the truth, so don't lecture me!"
Li Quancheng waved his hands impatiently and said, "But I'll be the first to say something ugly. Unless we can't win and we have to withdraw, none of you will tell me about the war. I'll fall out!"
Sun Jiangong grimaced and said, "Sir, this is against the rules. You are the highest-ranking commander in Jiankang City. Who will be in charge of the war if you don't care?"
"Come on, I'll stick to my word. I can do what I say, but I won't care if I say so!"
Li Quancheng looked like he was speaking righteously. Sun Jiangong choked and rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Since we can't win, what else do I tell you to do?" "Tell me so that I can run away as soon as possible!"
Jiangong finally couldn't stand it anymore and pointed a withered finger at Li Quancheng. After holding it in for a long time, he couldn't think of a suitable word to say. He just felt that facing such a lazy and shameless person, even though his ancestors and Cao Cao had been scolded by Liu Bei all his life.
Countless classic curse words passed down from generation to generation could not describe the situation. To Li Quancheng, Lu Wenhuan was still more experienced than Sun Jiangong after all. He smiled enigmatically and said, "In that case, why did you come to the tower again?"
Li Quancheng hesitated, then laughed dryly and said: "It's too stuffy in the room, I'll go out and take a walk!"
Lu Wenhuan chuckled, licked his beard in a very respectable manner, and said: "Jiankang City is not small, and there are many places of interest and historical sites. If you want to relax, you can go elsewhere, so why bother yourself in this city?"
Li Quancheng was embarrassed and hesitated for a long time. Sun Jiangong also saw the clue. For a while, he was no longer anxious. He became as virtuous and respectable as Lu Wenhuan. Both of them looked at the embarrassed Li Quancheng with a half-smile, and were angry.
Li Quancheng rolled his eyes and said: "I just want to see the military power of the Mongolian army. Give me a whip when you abandon the city and escape! Humph!"
Li Quancheng snorted coldly, tilted his head, and no longer looked at the two of them. He turned around and walked down the tower, walking alone on the road. Sun and Lu looked at each other and laughed, but their smiles were full of bitterness.
, it’s not easy for anyone, and no one wants to be a deserter, but these days... there’s really no way to hang out!
Early on the next morning, the sound of ringing gold rang out from the Mongolian army, and the whole city of Jiankang was on alert. Sun Jiangong and Lu Wenhuan were both wearing armor and swords and were sitting at the main south gate. They were both happy and bitter in their hearts.
Fortunately, what the two of them were worried about did not happen, because the Mongolian army was about to attack the city. What is bitter is that after today, how many new white silks will be added to the city? One general will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, but a country will rise and fall but ten thousand generals will.
Success...how many dead bones will be piled up...
On the other side of the tower, Li Quancheng stood by the railing of the tower, put down his clairvoyance, sighed, and said: "It's such a big iron bucket. Why bother to come if I'm afraid of this!"
On the mountain opposite, a three-foot-high platform was erected overnight. A wolf flag was erected on it. A figure covered in golden armor sat with a sword. Below, there was a bright golden light. If you look closely, you can see that it is all golden swords and gold.
There are dozens of layers of golden sword guards in armor, at least 20,000 people inside and outside. In the middle are tens of thousands of people with bows and shields. The third layer is heavy armored infantry, and the outermost layer is ten layers of cavalry.
It is a veritable big iron bucket. Even a fool can guess who it is. The Mongols are accustomed to the emperor driving the emperor to conquer the world. However, in the land of the Song Dynasty, there was an emperor and an unprecedented one.
As the generalissimo, Kublai Khan also had to raise the level of his bodyguards, but the appearance of surrounding the city from a high platform was indeed a bit ugly.
Yang Yue'er was sitting on the table drinking tea. Hearing Li Quancheng's emotion, she let out a sigh and said with a smile: "Kublai Khan would be so angry that he would vomit blood if he heard what you said!" "It's a pity that I don't have a phone number, otherwise I would give it to him."
Call one and tell him, I wonder if it will be very happy!" Li Quancheng put away his clairvoyance, turned around and sat opposite Yang Yue'er, staring at the flawless pretty face for several breaths, Yang Yue'er's pretty face was slightly red and embarrassed.
She tried to avoid Li Quancheng's increasingly unscrupulous gaze, but she saw Li Quancheng reaching out, picking up the tea that Yang Yue'er had drank, and drank it all in one gulp. Yang Yue'er's face turned red, and she couldn't hold it in any longer, and cursed angrily: "You have a cup of your own, why do you want to drink it?"
Drink from me!"
Li Quancheng put the tea cup to his nose and sniffed it gently, showing an intoxicated and almost obscene smile, and said: "Smells! It smells so good!"
"You - you are shameless!"
Yang Yue'er stood up suddenly, her breasts heaving with anger, and she stared at Li Quancheng with tears in her eyes. Li Quancheng seemed unconscious and continued: "This tea is so fragrant, smells of jasmine!
"
"You - you are getting more and more presumptuous!"
This tea is just ordinary camellia, but the sachet and lipstick Yang Yue'er wears are scented with jasmine. She likes the smell. After listening to Li Quancheng's explanation, Yang Yue'er naturally knew that the fragrance Li Quancheng said was not the fragrance of tea, but she couldn't refute it, so she had to
With a cold snort, he picked up the tea across from him and drank it all in one gulp. However, he choked and coughed repeatedly. Li Quancheng stepped over, caressed his back, and said with a smile: "Drink slowly, drink slowly..."
Yang Yue'er jumped up as if she was electrocuted, broke away from Li Quancheng's mean hand, pointed at Li Quancheng, and was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time. She stamped her feet, turned around and walked away. At that moment, she showed off her appearance as a little girl.