The military envoy held Guo Ning's golden sword, kowtowed heavily, turned around and left.
Just after climbing a few steps, Guo Ning called him back again.
From Mizhou to Linzi County, Yidu Prefecture, because Weizhou has fallen into the hands of Dingjun, the journey is smooth.
However, it was a dangerous time in Mizhou. The Dinghai Navy and the Red Coat Army totaled more than 10,000 people, fighting and entangled in the small area of Mizhou, and the control area was intertwined. The military envoy had obviously fought with someone on the way, and his face was
It was stained with blood and was bandaged.
Guo Ning took a silver medal from the attendant and handed it to the military envoy.
"With this silver medal, you can change horses in Yidu, Changle, Beihai, and Anqiu, and recruit knights to protect you for a journey. Be careful not to get entangled with the enemy again along the way."
The military envoy responded in a deep voice and held the silver medal.
After descending from the city, he hurriedly traveled eight hundred miles, taking only one day and one night, before entering the Lushui military camp, and then presented the golden sword to the Chinese military tent.
The golden sword was given to Guo Ning by Han Renqing, a veteran of the Gucheng Store, when Guo Ning launched his army earlier. The scabbard and handle were originally inlaid with gold and jade, which was extremely gorgeous. However, because it had been carried by warriors for a long time, it was inevitable that the gold and jade would be scratched and bumped.
Some of it fell off, leaving grooves. There were also quite a few scratches on the scabbard, which was decorated with dragon and tiger patterns. It looked very old.
After Guo Ning got the sword, he carried it with him and occasionally gave it to his subordinates as a token to give orders and as a token of himself.
Everyone in the tent, from Li Ting on down, recognized this sword. Dozens of people suddenly stood up, and everyone was surprised. Everyone knew that Guo Ning was urging the battle severely.
Li Ting took a few steps forward, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and moved his chin.
His left hand was bandaged and fixed to his side, unable to move. A subordinate quickly came up, knelt on one knee, and held the scabbard with both hands.
Li Ting pulled it out hard, and the blade was very tight. It slowly emerged from the sheath little by little, and the cold light flickered.
"What did Commander-in-Chief say?"
"Commander Jie said, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. I don't want Li Erlang's apology document, I only want Juzhou and Mizhou! Let him hold my saber, be ruthless, and fight tough battles!"
"Just these two sentences?"
"yes."
Li Ting held the knife in his hand, waved it twice, and remained silent for a moment.
He understood what Guo Ning meant.
Most outsiders thought that Guo Ning's gift of the golden sword gave Li Ting the power to kill generals, and was also a warning and urging to Li Ting himself. It was another reaffirmation that marching operations must be swift and violent, and the Red Coat Army must not be given a chance to breathe.
, cannot give them a chance to recover from chaos and collapse.
But in fact, the meaning is more than that.
Li Ting stared at the golden sword, his face slowly turning red.
He displays a lazy and nonsensical character all day long, but he is actually a very smart person, otherwise Guo Ning would never have given him such an important task.
In his opinion, both the Red Coat Army and the Ding Haijun actually regarded the Kingdom of Jin as their enemy; apart from the common enemy, the two parties had similarities or differences in their methods, styles, and positions, and they also had complicated interests entangled.
Therefore, Li Ting wanted to use strange troops and strategies to defeat the enemy. In Guo Ning's view, there was a bit of his own hesitation and a bit of his hidden softness. He didn't want too much blood to be shed in this action.
It is to hope that the momentum will be overwhelming and victory will be easier.
After all, in the past year, the Red Coat Army has really endured the pressure for Ding Haijun. From a certain perspective, they are Ding Haijun's best allies.
With this idea in mind, even after the surprise attack was frustrated, Li Ting's troops still tried to suppress the Red Coat Army with small-scale repeated attacks, trying to force them back from the cities.
From the military newspaper, Guo Ning saw Li Ting's thoughts.
Maybe Guo Ning had the same idea.
But the enemy is stronger and more tenacious than expected, and the Fourth Lady Yang Miaozhen's appeal is stronger than expected. This idea is no longer realistic!
With the rapid expansion of the size of the Dinghai Navy, even generals like Guo Ning and Li Ting do not have rich experience in leading large armies. It is inevitable that they will make mistakes in judgment, and they will inevitably suffer losses in the war, review and grow.
That's why Guo Ning sent someone to bring this golden sword. This golden sword showed Li Ting his determination and urged Li Ting to make up his mind.
The Han Renqing who gave Guo Ning the golden sword was an old friend of Guo Ning and Li Ting. He was also a well-known kind-hearted person in the Three Prefectures of Monan. Many officers in the Ding Navy were taken care of by Han Renqing when they were living in Hebei.
.But Han Renqing is dead, and the whole family is dead.
The murderers who killed his whole family were none other than the Red Coat Army. The one who killed the youngest son of Han Qing was Guo Yao'er, a general under Yang An'er who was originally based in Mizhou. Li Ting was nearby at the time, but he didn't have time to save him.
On that day when Hebei's troops were defeated and Yang An'er was in conflict, when Yang An'er turned against him and killed people, was he ever polite?
Since the two parties are not on the same side, they will eventually become hostile, and once they are hostile, don't think too much about anything.
The only way to deal with the enemy is to let them die with all your strength, and to destroy them with all your strength.
The battle with the Red Coat Army and the battle with the Mongolian Army are exactly the same in nature.
There is a knife in your hand, and the knife speaks.
Swing your sword at the enemy with all your strength, either you will die or I will live!
Li Ting held a sword and looked around at the generals in the tent.
All the generals are veterans of the battlefield, regardless of age or height, fat or thin. Many of their bodies are scarred, with scars all over their faces, streaked with scars left by swords, guns and arrows.
He then looked at Qiu Huiluo, who was leaning on the soft couch on the side of the tent.
Qiu Huiluo said in a deep voice: "Commander Jie said that he must be ruthless and fight hard."
Li Ting nodded.
He looked around at the generals again and said: "Send the order, all the troops should bring enough weapons and provisions, and go out to form the camp."
He and Qiu Huiluo's troops totaled 8,000 people, of whom the Jia Army and Alixi were equally divided. Previously, the Jia Army suffered losses under Zhucheng, and the Jia Army suffered hundreds of losses.
I went to Qiao Town and other places for more than a thousand people.
Yesterday, Shi Poli brought hundreds of Kaojia Alixi to support; Gao Xin also recruited a group of former comrades from the Ma'er Mountain and Jiuxian Mountain areas, about five hundred.
After adding and subtracting, by this time, there were still more than 7,000 people.
Li Ting gave an order, and 7,000 men with swords and spears like a forest, and flags like a cloud, lined up in neat ranks, and filed out. Including the ladders and other items that had been rushed out in the past few days, they all brought out a hundred carts.
It was full and lined up for a while.
After the three drums are played, all the departments are called together.
Li Ting waved his hand, and his trusted attendants galloped back on horseback, holding pine torches and lighting up the tents everywhere.
Seeing the black smoke and fire suddenly rising up, the soldiers were horrified, and were immediately shouted down by the officers.
Under the fireworks, Li Ting raised his golden sword high and shouted sternly: "Commander Jie has an order. He must be ruthless and fight hard. We must capture Mizhou and Juzhou! Send an order to all the ministries to capture the cities directly. From the moment they arrive, they will attack the cities from all sides without stopping.
! I personally patrol the camp and will kill those who retreat and those who hesitate. I will not give up until the enemy camp is broken! Before dark today, I will wash my feet in the cities!"
The officers shouted in unison: "Be ruthless! Fight hard!"
The soldiers broke away from their surprise and shouted: "Be cruel! Fight hard!"
Amid the shouts one after another, Li Ting waved his hand: "Let's go!"
An hour later.
The sound of killings on all sides of the city shook the sky.
Arrows flew all over the sky, swords flashed one after another, flying limbs and flesh crashed down to the city. The vigorous soldiers climbed up the ladder, and even jumped from the bottom of the ladder to the city, fighting with all their strength against the defenders at the top of the city.
The defenders occupied a favorable location and succeeded in pushing back the attackers almost every time, thereby overthrowing the ladder.
The attackers were advancing one after another, constantly moving their troops forward, and constantly selecting men who dared to die as vanguards and to be the first to ascend. Even officers above the general level wearing fine iron armor climbed to the city one by one to fight, fighting with the enemy without hesitation.
Fight for your life.
The blood of both sides gradually accumulated into pools of blood and pools of blood on the city wall, making a crackling sound of trampling when people ran. The corpses of both sides were piled up to form a female wall, used to block arrows, or used to
Like rolling logs and stones thrown to the ground.
The killing sounds became louder and louder, and the drums rumbled.
Li Ting issued repeated orders that spread throughout the three armies. Qiu Huiluo sat on his stretcher, patted the edge of the stretcher, and ordered his subordinates to push him forward until he was a hundred, eighty, or fifty steps away from the city.
Ding Haijun had no tents, and groups of subsequent troops directly put on their armor and sat outside the city waiting. Once they received the order, they surged one after another like an iron wave, and then slapped on the city wall, sending water and mist all over the sky.
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In this flood, the occasional hesitant person stands out. Immediately, a firing squad catches up, and with a flash of golden light, they cut off their heads with a knife, and then ran around with their heads held high, as a warning to those who came after them.
In less than half a moment, Yang Miaozhen watched with her own eyes and counted them one by one. She was shocked to find that the Dinghai Navy's own firing squad had killed no less than fifty cowardly people! Not only the soldiers, but also the officers were beheaded as well.
!
Yang Miaozhen had never seen such a scene, and had never imagined such a scene.
Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand, two thousand casualties occurred in the shortest possible time, in front of everyone's eyes. However, the navy officers did not seem to care at all and continued to charge regardless of their lives.
Yang Miaozhen saw that many people were injured and still rushed up. Even if their legs were broken, they were still crawling with their hands!
Such a fierce offensive, such a fearless attack, is simply not something the Jin Army can possess.
This kind of unreasonable tough battle, a ruthless battle without caring about the cost, is the full strength of the navy!
This is not comparable to an ambush battle involving thousands of people at night. Under such an uninterrupted turbulent wave of thousands of people, individual bravery and the power of the pear gun are meaningless!
And Zhucheng is just an ordinary small town after all...
At first, Yang Miaozhen ran back and forth at the top of the city, fighting with the enemy. Later, she had to retreat and command in a slightly more stable place. However, her command was obviously ineffective.
In less than half an hour, countless people in the east and north of the city shouted: "The city is broken! The city is broken! Fill it in!"
