Brother Yeluliu had just said the harsh words when he heard such news and was immediately shocked. He stopped suddenly and subconsciously looked at the battlefield behind the Mazhao River.
Seeing that Ding Haijun's armored cavalry were still fighting with the Mongolian army, he felt relieved and thought to himself: "Ding Haijun's light cavalry?"
After frowning and thinking for a moment, he snorted coldly: "It's Heizui Gou! They came from Heizui Gou! But Brother Te and others didn't leave enough manpower to station! These Mongolians are too negligent!"
Everyone said: "The King of Liao is wise!"
Brother Yelvliu continued to calculate: "Then Guo Ning's troops came from Heizigou, and they were facing the back of Marshal Posha's troops. Marshal Posha was not prepared and was caught off guard, so he was defeated! In this way, Yelu ordered
Xue Zhan and Yelu attacked the two generals alone, and there was no need to rush to the south. After joining forces, they immediately stationed at the south entrance of Heizui Valley to block Guo Ning's retreat! We still have troops and can suppress this small area.
Hundreds of Cavalry!”
Then he ordered the cavalry to rush out.
Brother Yelvliu hurried to the west, found a high slope with a wide view in the northwest, and climbed up to check out the situation. The high slope was not easy to walk on, and he was wearing leather boots. With the help of several attendants, he climbed up.
After sweating profusely, I stood at the top of the slope.
When I wanted to take a closer look, another horse came running towards me.
The faces of the attendants all changed slightly. Brother Yeluliu patted their shoulders one by one and said with a smile: "Don't panic, first listen to what the generals in front say!"
The rushing cavalry reined up their horses at the bottom of the slope and raised their heads and shouted: "King of Liao! When Guo Ning saw that we had blocked the south entrance of Heizui Valley, he turned north and crashed into the direction of General Li Jianu!
"
When the attendants heard this, they were all delighted.
Brother Yeluliu also breathed a sigh of relief.
He said solemnly: "This guy is indeed a common man. He has thrown himself into a trap! Let the Li family slaves mobilize all his archers and shield bearers. Instead of killing the enemy, find a way to entangle him! Tell Yelu Si no, no,
Just leave five hundred people to guard Pu Xian Wan Nu, and the rest of the troops will come back immediately and kill Guo Ning first! Then tell Yelu Tonggu, don't worry about anything else, I only want him to resist the Jin army coming to Beijing!"
These orders involved several marshals and generals. At that moment, five or six cavalrymen responded in succession and went to lead their horses.
But before they set off, another rider came running from the hills in the northwest corner: "King of Liao! King of Liao!"
Hearing the fear in the knight's voice, Brother Yeluliu didn't care to let him go up the slope. He held his military robe and squatted on the edge of the slope, bowed his head and asked: "What's wrong?"
This knight is a confidant of the Li family slaves. Previously, the Li family slaves attacked the platform where Pu Xianwan slaves were. This knight came back several times and proudly reported his achievements. But now, his face was pale and he was not at all proud.
Can't see it.
"I can't resist it! I can't resist it!" He shouted: "Guo Ning was very familiar with the surrounding terrain. He used the cover of a depression to rush straight into the formation of my general's archers, and then crossed the shield formation from the back, killing them.
Rivers of blood flow... King Liao, we can't resist it anymore!"
"Fart!" Brother Yeluliu said angrily: "Then Guo Ning is from Shandong! How can he be familiar with the terrain of Liaodong! What nonsense are you talking about? Let the slaves of the Li family resist! If he dares to retreat, I will behead him immediately!"
Just as Brother Yeluliu was yelling and scolding, several riders rushed to the bottom of the high slope. Seeing Brother Yeluliu talking to the previous knight, the riders all gathered around and said in unison:
"King of Liao! Then Guo Ning killed General Li Jianu!"
"King of Liao, something bad happened! Guo Ning crashed into the north and penetrated Yelu's general's formation with his diagonal stab. Yelu's general was fighting with him when he was hit by a cold arrow in the forehead and retreated seriously injured.
The army was completely defeated!"
"King of Liao! Then Guo Ning rushed into the ranks of Prince Yelu Sibu and fought several times... My king was afraid of being defeated and regretted the loss of his headquarters, so he sent me to inform the King of Liao, saying that he should retreat first.
Got it!"
"Young Master Yelu, don't you dare to retreat?"
Brother Yeluliu was so angry that he casually took out his sword and threw it down without even taking it out of its sheath. He hit the messenger cavalry in the face and knocked him off his horse.
It turns out that after Brother Yeluliu raised his army, he fought in the north and south, but he was never able to really open up the situation and restore the momentum of the Liao Kingdom. Therefore, many Khitan nobles under him have only been close friends with his younger brother Yelusi in the past few months and have no recommendation.
Yelusi does not replace Yeluliu brother.
But Brother Yeluliu really didn't expect that at this critical moment, Yelusi would actually think about his own interests and retreat before the formation? How could that happen? His retreat was equivalent to the direction where Pu Xianwannu was.
There is no one to command the Khitan army!
Brother Yeluliu touched his belt bitterly, trying to find something else to throw away, but he heard the attendants beside him say repeatedly: "King Liao, there are knights here to report! Maybe there will be a change!"
Brother Yeluliu raised his head suddenly, and sure enough he saw several more riders approaching:
"Then Guo Ning turned to the north and penetrated the queue of General Yelu Tonggu. General Tonggu fought with him and was killed as soon as they joined forces!"
"The King of Liao, when he saw that the troops were about to disperse, he personally raised his troops to rescue him. As a result, he bumped into Liu Ziyuan, a brave general under He Shi Liede's command, and was captured alive by Liu Ziyuan! The soldiers who went to Beijing and the soldiers of Zhaozhou had already moved from north to south.
, rushed straight in!"
Brother Yeluliu felt his hands and feet were numb.
He shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible! Impossible!"
But on the battlefield, what's impossible?
The Khitan army marched straight in from Guangning Prefecture and rushed to the north of Xianping Prefecture. They planned to eat a piece of fat easily, but when the troops who went to Beijing appeared, the morale of the soldiers had been dampened.
Encourage him to cheer up and keep fighting.
For three whole days, the Khitan people faced the enemy on both sides, fighting constantly, and even the hard-hitting soldiers would become tired. The cavalry of Dinghai Navy had been recharging their energy for a long time, and then suddenly appeared in the heavily defended inner circle, charging rampant...
How to resist? I just can’t. There’s really nothing I can do!
What will the soldiers think when they cannot resist?
The chaos everywhere spread out like ripples, affecting the whole situation. When Guo Ning broke through the outer circle and faced the Beijing soldiers and horses, the entire battle situation in the north collapsed!
Yelvliu Ge raised his head and looked into the distance, and he could hear people shouting and shouting everywhere on the hillsides and ravines. In the camps on his own side, on the hills occupied by heavy troops, the trees were shaking everywhere, the figures were swaying, and the soldiers were running here and there.
Go, your butt is burning in a hurry.
Among the rebels, a red flag was fluttering, and a group of cavalry galloped like lightning, heading towards the direction of the Chinese army where Brother Yeluliu was!
In the cavalry, Guo Ning waved his whip and said: "Soldiers, follow me!"
The soldiers responded with a roar. They defeated several groups of enemy troops in succession, but their own losses were not heavy. At this time, there were more than 400 people with bows and guns, riding closely behind Guo Ning. Everyone's morale was extremely high.
Guo Ning's troops were still known as the Laizhou Ding Navy of the Great Jin Kingdom at this time, but they were no longer the ordinary Jin army. Every knight in the Ding Navy was no longer an ordinary Jin warrior.
The training of soldiers in the Jin Kingdom has always been a problem.
Most of the talents of the two generations of elite soldiers at the founding of the People's Republic of China came from the accumulation of hard work of hunting in the white mountains and black waters. At most, some customs passed down orally from the barbarian tribes were added. However, as the Jurchens entered the Central Plains in large numbers, this accumulation and inheritance
, it becomes sourceless water.
During the reign of Emperor Xizong, as Wanyan Zongqian, Zong Bi and other military men from the previous generation passed away one after another, the Kingdom of Jin was already facing a complete cutoff of middle-level and grassroots officers. Xizong was very anxious about this, so he held military examinations.
In order to ensure the basic quality of officers.
As a result, in the martial arts events that were perfected during the Taihe period, in addition to the basic content such as shooting sticks, shooting deer, and galloping, only the recitation of Sun Wu's Art of War was left. Moreover, if you can answer five out of ten items, you will be considered superior.
The majestic Kingdom of Jin originally had military strategies to sweep across the territory, but they had forgotten all of them and had to make do with Han'er's military manuals. It was ridiculous. And the essence of true fighting, advance and retreat, was not limited to Sun Wu's military manuals.
Can it be covered?
Guo Ning opened a military academy in Shandong just to solve this problem.
Only through the military academy model can we summarize the scattered experiences of many people, summarize the experience into principles, perfect the principles into regulations, and put the regulations in front of so many soldiers who have been on the battlefield for them to judge, memorize, and apply them.
Those regulations were very cumbersome and lacked literary grace. They only talked about trivial matters related to the lives of soldiers.
For example, what is the most effective way to dodge the thrown arrows? When charging at the enemy, how can you stab with a long weapon to kill first? When two armies meet, how can you estimate the enemy's tactics to select appropriate weapons in advance?
When riding and charging, what echelon should a person who is good at be in?
Until last year, Guo Ning was just a soldier on the frontier. He felt that he really didn't have much talent. Most of his companions were junior officers with humble backgrounds, so what everyone gathered together to figure out was nothing more than these bits and pieces.
Son.
He mobilized warriors from various ministries and put them in military academies one by one to teach them. Most of them were fragmentary things that could not be brought to the table.
But these fragmentary things are themselves regarded by experienced soldiers as secret know-how and as things that can be passed down from family to family to save lives. Once they are popularized, they are held in the hands of hundreds or thousands of soldiers, forming a unified
As a result, the army has suddenly improved its combat effectiveness.
Therefore, Han Xuan was able to fight fiercely with three Mongolian troops with one thousand men with his cavalry, so Guo Ning led the light cavalry and ran around, seeming to destroy everything.
Even Guo Ning himself had not fully anticipated the extent of this improvement.
"Charge to the top of the mountain, defeat Brother Yeluliu, and Liaodong will be pacified! This battle is not a loss!"
Guo Ning laughed twice and said to Zhao Jue excitedly.
And Zhao Jue sighed: "Jie Shuai, I'll go and charge, I'll just go!"
As Guo Ning's light cavalry continued to approach, Brother Yeluliu's Chinese army was in chaos.
"King of Liao, you must immediately recall the two generals Yelu Xuejun and Yelu Dula! We still have more than 3,000 people here. We are defending with the mountains, and the light cavalry will definitely not be able to attack them!"
"King Liao, I can't wait to recall them! Let's go down the mountain immediately and join the two generals!"
"King of Liao! King of Liao!"
Many voices came and went in Yelvliu Ge's ears.
Brother Yeluliu waved his hand to drive away the buzzing sounds. He turned back and looked in the direction of the Mazhao River.
He was very convinced that as long as the Mongols could win, there was still hope for the whole war.
However, when he looked out with hope, Boduhuan's face was full of sweat, blood and dirt, and he shouted at Brother Kete: "Hundugu is dead! His head was trampled to pieces by horse's hoofs, and he was there.
It shattered before my eyes, like a bird egg breaking open! The Khitans are also in chaos, this battle cannot be fought, we have to find a way to retreat! Leave quickly!"
But Brother Te was a little hesitant: "Retreat? If we retreat, what will Aruduhan do? His group of cavalry is still in the south?"
While these two Mongolians were making plans, Li Ting, who was supposed to be fighting with Aruduhan's cavalry, was standing on a high slope in astonishment, looking out with a pergola in his hand: "Leaving? Leaving suddenly?"
Birds fluttered across the sky.
Li Ting looked at the bloody soldiers on both sides. He wanted to praise them and boost their morale, but he couldn't help but said: "The Mongols are moving a bit fast. Does this place seem like it can make a difference? It seems, I, Li Ting,
Erlang was deceived by Guo Liu!"
After thinking about it, I would like to reiterate to my readers: this book will not contain drastic social reforms, nor will there be a technological explosion or renaissance. With my meager knowledge, I dare not write about it, and I cannot write about it.
So none of my books contain those contents.
As for what this book is about, it is just a dream of a fierce general brother who likes to hit people with a hammer, which triggered a series of legendary stories, that's all.
I hope you all like it, if you don't like it I can't help it :-)