The two rings were sent to Yang You and Guo Yao'er.
Yang You looked at it and didn't understand why.
Guo Jie'er took a breath of air.
This whistle is used by elite generals in the army and is of very high standard. The bone whistle on the arrow is not tied to the arrow cluster with a rope, nor is it even made of bone. Instead, it is an iron product worn on the chisel-shaped arrow cluster.
The shape of the cicada's flapping wings is very delicate.
Ji Junli's troops never returned. After the enemy in the south was busy under the lights for a long time, they fired two buzzing guns like this to say hello...
What does this kind of sound mean?
Thinking of this, Guozhaoer suddenly turned around and shouted to an attendant: "Where are the arrows that the enemy shot into the village before? Bring a few!"
The attendant left in a hurry.
He came back after a while, holding four or five arrows in his hands.
Guozhao'er picked up one. There was a burr feeling on his hand and the surface was not painted. He could tell that it was newly made recently and was not something that had been picked up and used repeatedly. He held the arrow cluster in one hand and broke it with a little force. The arrow cluster and
The joint of the arrow shaft broke immediately.
He took a few more and tried them, and they were all the same.
Seeing Guo Yao'er's expression uncertain, the attendant came up to him and said, "General, the arrow shafts used by the thieves are not made of bamboo, but of willow wood. They don't look very reliable..."
"Stop!" Guo Jie'er scolded.
He turned to Yang You and said in a deep voice: "Jiulang Jun, Dajin Shaozhu, so the arrow shafts used by the armies in northern Xinjiang are mostly made of willow wood, which is different from ours in Shandong. At that time, Dajin Jiulu attacked the Song Dynasty, and there were people from the northwest who came to attack
An old soldier of the company was traveling with me, and according to the old soldier, if the willow arrow shafts are properly crafted, they have something particularly powerful about them."
In terms of battlefield experience and knowledge, Guo Yao'er was second only to Li Siwen among the Tiewa warriors, and even Yang An'er himself was far behind. Yang You did not dare to ignore the words of this old senior and hurriedly said:
"What's so great about it? Please tell me!"
Guo Yao'er handed the broken arrow to Yang You and asked him to take a closer look: "The willow pole is easily broken due to side force. After the soldiers hit the arrow, they would inevitably shake and move a little if they wanted to pull it out. But the technique was negligent.
The willow arrow shaft will be broken, and the arrowhead will remain deep in the body and cannot be removed. Therefore, a small injury can be fatal, which is the most feared thing by the Rong people. Among the Northern Xinjiang army, only those with outstanding archery skills and rich battlefield experience can
The arrow shaft will be polished consciously to achieve the effect of removing the arrowheads."
Yang You looked at the broken arrow clusters: "You mean..."
Guozhaoer lowered his voice: "These arrows are all newly made. It can be seen that many of those who just attacked the village are experts who have been fighting for a long time in the trenches of the northern border! Such experts can all be worth ten, even if
Even if we set up our formation and fight head-on, we can hardly say we will win. But after Ji Junli led his troops to attack, they immediately collapsed. Mr. Jiulang, do you think, why is this? These people came specially to lure the enemy!
The department is finished!"
Ji Junli chased him out in the middle of the night with a bright fire and a stick. Until now, there was no news at all. Yang You had already had bad expectations. But Guo Jie'er said it so directly, which still shocked him.
Guo Jie'er's words haven't stopped yet.
He raised the two dynasties to his eyes and took a closer look, and then said: "As for these two..."
"What's so mysterious about these two?"
"According to the rules of the garrison on the Great Wall in Northern Xinjiang to deliver orders on the battlefield, the five commanders carry watchmen, the chief commanders carry banners, and the hundred commanders carry hand drums. Only those who reach the level of Qian Zhang or Meng An Bo Ji Lie will use such sophisticated hammers...
…This is usually used to indicate the direction for the kidnapping horse to attack the enemy formation!”
Speaking of this, Guozhaoer couldn't help but climbed up the high wall in a few steps and looked at the firelight to the south: "This Mingdi is telling us that a powerful person who leads a thousand-person infantry and cavalry brigade has arrived here.
! This move not only declares our strength to us, but also invites us to talk before the battle!"
Yang You stood below, and when he saw Guo Yao'er's expression, he couldn't help laughing: "A powerful person? In the past two years, this group of defeated troops was in panic like a lost dog. How can there be any powerful person? If there is a powerful person who commands the moral order of the people, and
How could it be reduced to such a state of panic?"
Guo Yao'er was speechless for a moment, and Yang You said in his ear again: "How dare such a person invite us to have a chat in front of the battle?"
Guo Yao'er came down from the high wall and was standing in front of the main door that had been closed again.
In just one day and night, the Gucheng Store was attacked twice, and the door was kicked down repeatedly. Now it couldn't be closed properly at all, so it could only be left open. The evening wind whined through the cracks in the door, blowing
Gives people chills.
Guo Jie'er hurriedly took a few steps away from the crack in the door and came to the side of Yang You who was groaning angrily.
Yang An'er's uncle and nephew have been running rampant in Shandong for several years. In several defeats, they sent out Hezha and Anmou Ke, and they were arrogant. And because they stayed in the Jiming Mountain area last year, they never really went to the front to fight with the Mongols. I don't know.
The Mongols are so powerful. Therefore, both uncle and nephew did not pay enough attention to the surrounding stragglers who retreated from the Great Wall, comparing them to the common vagrants in Shandong.
Even if the previous operation to collect the defeated troops did not go smoothly, and Yang You had to station himself at Guchengdian as a precaution; even if Ji Junli's troops were obviously finished, Yang You was unwilling to admit in his bones that there were actually stragglers who could
Gather the strength to fight against the Tiewa Dare Warriors!
This should be very clear!
These defeated troops are by no means the fat men on the ground as Yang An'er had thought earlier, let alone a scattered and unsystematic mob! Although they left their hometown and lived in Hebei, they still maintained their martial demeanor and maintained sophisticated equipment. If the situation suddenly changes, they can immediately
Gather together to fight and show strong fighting power... This is a powerful enemy!
When Guo Yao'er rebelled in Shandong, he sometimes only had a dozen or twenty people left around him, and he often had to face hundreds or even thousands of people from the imperial court. All the villagers and clan members who followed him had long since died.
He is not afraid of strong enemies.
But now that Marshal Yang is planning a big move, he really shouldn't have caused such a disturbance! Marshal Yang's foundation has always been in Shandong. As long as he goes to Shandong and raises his arms, he can get a hundred thousand troops at his fingertips. What he sees is nothing more than a few broken troops.
That’s all, what if we close it? What if we don’t close it?
What was thought to be the icing on the cake turned out to be a loss of capital. Is it a good deal? This battle was fought with no reputation!
If the situation worsens, who can bear the responsibility?
"Jiulang Jun, please sit still in the village. I will come out to take a look at the situation."
Guo Yaoer made up his mind.
Yang You frowned: "These thieves... When dawn comes, we will summon all the ministries to gather together and wipe them out immediately! What should we talk about with them?"
"Since they are blocking the door to invite people, they must have something to back them up. They have already become a force, don't mention anything else and it will be wiped out! We want to do big things, and we can't let small enemies hold us back." Guo Yao'er looked again.
Looking at Mingdi in his hand: "Besides...hey, Lao Ji might be in their hands! He is the marshal's arm, how can there be any mistakes? I have to go and see!"
The generals of Tiewa Ganzhan Army, including Ji Junli, are all uncles of Yang You. Since Guo Jiaoer said this, Yang You could not stop him.
"You take the fifty soldiers, and I will take the successors... If the situation is not right, I will be tough!"
"No need, I'll take two of you with me, that's enough." When Guo Yao'er climbed down from the wall, he thought of something else.
This night, I was really busy.
He patted his forehead: "How many of Han Renqing's subordinates have not escaped? How many of the people who broke into the village just now should have been arrested by us? Mr. Jiulang, please go and make some changes and invite them to come. If you can
Ask for some details, maybe..."
"All of them have been beheaded and pushed into the ditch to the west," Yang You said.
"What?"
Yang You said confidently: "These people are so brave. They dare to come and stroke our tiger beards. If we don't kill them, how can we still keep them for the New Year? We would have killed them long ago."
Guo Jie'er coughed a few times. Under the firelight, the wrinkles on his forehead seemed like ravines, which instantly became deeper: "That's it, that's it. Mr. Jiulang, please guard this place carefully. I'll come back when I go."
Without waiting for Yang You to speak, he called two soldiers to open the door and strode out.
He kept moving forward along the deserted road. In the fields on both sides of the road, rustling footsteps appeared at some point, and someone followed him not far or near, keeping a distance.
They should be crossbowmen, Guo Yao'er thought silently. There are not many of them, so how can we be so clear when the enemy is in the dark?
The strange thing is that after walking for a long time, no one came to greet me or stop me. The road ahead was always empty, and we were getting closer and closer to the place where the torches swayed to the south.
It wasn't until he stood under the firelight on both sides of the road that he could clearly see what was piled on the road.
It was the subordinates Ji Junli took out to pursue, there were forty or fifty of them. These companions, who were very familiar to Guo Jie'er, were all lying with scars, their whole bodies were tied up and they couldn't move, they could only tremble occasionally.
.Perhaps because of their injuries, fear and humiliation, many of them lowered their heads to the ground and closed their eyes silently.
Someone noticed Guo Yao'er's arrival and suddenly became energetic. They dragged the rope on the ground for a while and yelled a few times. Guo Yao'er noticed that everyone had something stuffed in their mouths, some of which were stuffed.
Rags, and some even stuffed their mouths full of hay and dirt.
What a shame!
No matter how sophisticated Guo Jie'er is, he can't help but get angry. He strode forward regardless, leaned over and violently tore away the rag in someone's mouth, and asked repeatedly: "Don't worry, it's okay! Where is Lao Ji? He is still alive.
What?"
"Are you talking about Ji Junli? He's still alive. He's at the back. You can see it when you turn the corner." A voice beside him said gently and authentically.
Guo Yao'er was in an anxious mood and hurriedly stood up and walked back. After taking two steps, he heard two of his subordinates exclaiming in unison: "General! Be careful!"
Only then did Guo Yao'er react. He suddenly took half a step back and reached out to hold down the sword.
"Who?" he shouted sharply.
Only then did he realize that the person who had spoken just now was sitting next to a group of prisoners. This person was wearing a gray-white military robe with a coiled collar, and there were long knives and iron bones hanging on the left and right sides of his waist.
Because the pan-collared military robe was a common color among the Jin army, several of the prisoners were dressed like this. So this man sat peacefully, and under the cover of night, Guo Yao'er didn't notice it.
Seeing Guo Jie'er's alert posture, the man chuckled twice, stood up and walked under the firelight.
It turned out to be a tall young man with a tired face, deep eye sockets, and sharp but unassuming eyes. The young man bowed his hands and saluted, and spoke with a Monan border accent: "Is this General Guo Yao'er who is under Yang Dutong's command?"
"I am Guo Jie'er."
"I've seen you for a long time, and it's a pleasure to meet you." The young man nodded slightly and said, "I am Guo Ning from Changzhou. I take the liberty of asking you to come here because I want to negotiate terms."
Guo Yao'er cautiously took another half step back: "Changzhou Guo Ning? You are Guo Liulang from Changzhou Wushabao!"
