In the western half of the camp, Zheng Yande watched Chen Zhi fall down on the watchtower and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
He had been focusing on the Jin army to the west before, and really didn't pay much attention to the defense of his own camp. But in this situation, he seemed to have no choice but to take over from Chen Zhi and try his best to struggle.
After being stunned for a long time, he couldn't help but ask the guards beside him: "How many trenches can we resist?"
The guard immediately said: "General Chen dug a total of seventeen trenches inside and outside the camp."
After all, Lao Chen is a veteran and has arranged everything carefully... This personal guard is also a caring person!
Zheng Yande breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."
The guard continued: "However, five trenches are facing the Beiqing River in the south, two trenches are in the north, and five trenches are in the west. They are used to deal with the deterrence of the Jin Army in Hebei, so..."
Zheng Yande counted with his fingers and his whole body felt cold: "I am your bastard ancestor..."
I'm afraid this sentence is a bit doubtful. Zheng Yande said it without hesitation. The guard was not joking with the general.
However, he saw the fierce offensive of the Ding Navy, saw the brave assault of so many soldiers, and saw the flag of the Ding Navy rushing towards them.
When Chen Zhi's troops lost half of their camp and most of their defensive support in a matter of seconds, so many defeated troops retreated in droves, the guard's face was pale, his voice trembled when he answered questions, and he had no idea at all.
"In this case, all that's left is the trench in front of us? What else can we fight?"
Anyone else would have gone weak in the knees and wanted to surrender. But Zheng Yande was indeed a die-hard loyalist to Li Quan. He got up angrily, walked back and forth among the Chinese army several times, and said sternly: "Marshal will be there in Tieling.
If we stick to our measures, we will have a chance!"
The soldiers responded with silence.
Zheng Yande kicked the desk in front of him away, held the long knife in his hand, and asked loudly: "The marshal's plan is perfect, you all stared at me, he is leading his troops to attack Tieling! If the marshal wins
Without Guo Ning and Pu San Anzhen, if we are so defeated, do we still have the dignity to ask the marshal for credit?"
Several generals couldn't help but think that since the main camp was in such a mess, it was hard to say whether the marshal could be flawless on the other side of Tieling.
But there were also several generals who were inspired by Zheng Yande.
If the marshal's side wins, even if we fail to repel the enemy, this loyalty at the risk of death can still be exchanged for wealth and honor, right? If the marshal takes Guo Ning and Pusan Anzhen hostage, and then seizes Shandong and Hebei,
Then how can we people get a military envoy, an envoy to command the army, and be in charge of all the troops and horses!
After all, since ancient times, wealth has been found in danger!
Immediately, several people came out: "General Zheng, tell me, how can we persist?"
The so-called persistence is just to use the troops at hand to fill the front line of defense. What else can be done?
There is no skill in fighting this kind of battle. The navy's tactics are to use brute force repeatedly. And if the defenders want to deal with it, they can only use brute force, and there is no way to say that they are doing any detailed command.
At that moment, Zheng Yande pointed at the general in front of him: "Stop building layers of defense right now, everyone is at the front! You, you, you two go to the left, and you two go to the right!
We can hold on for as long as we can, I will call for reinforcements immediately, go quickly!"
Several generals rushed out and immediately ordered their troops to set off.
Their soldiers and horses were less than 200 steps away from the Chinese military tent when they ran into the defeated troops of the brigade and were instantly dispersed by 20 to 30%. But at least the remaining people were able to stand still before Ding Haijun attacked.
This is the last ditch.
Ding Haijun arrived immediately.
They are still not tired, still unwavering, still fighting with the same fierceness, and moving forward bravely!
At this time, Ding Haijun no longer chose a breakthrough point along the trench. The earth bags and long ladders they had prepared in advance had been exhausted by this time. Many people were busy carrying long ladders from the rear, but that would definitely delay the attack of the army.
footsteps.
Therefore, where the trenches were shallow, they jumped down and climbed through the mud to the other side. Where the trenches were narrower, they tried to jump over!
At this time, the archers took a big advantage. A group of dozens of archers formed a formation in front of the trench. They used two or three rounds of intensive shooting to disrupt or repel the defenders on the opposite side. Then they started to run and jumped.
He passed by, then pulled out the short knife from his waist and started fighting.
The soldiers who had been charging at the front of the army waited impatiently for a while for the long ladder and the earth bag, and finally saw this situation. At this time, everyone was stunned.
Many people scolded their companions who had taken away the glory of their own vanguard, swearing that they would come to seek revenge after the war and make them look good. Some people also started to use brute force and began to retreat, and then took a long approach.
, jump to the opposite side of the ditch.
As a result, more than a dozen people fell into the ditch one after another. They were all injured. Some were lying unable to move, while others were trying to climb up the ditch using their hands and feet.
A few people succeeded, but because their jumping postures were different, some hit the ground on their faces, while others rolled down and took a long time to get up.
If Zheng Yande's soldiers rushed forward, they could have taken the opportunity to kill a few soldiers and suppress the enemy's prestige, but they did not dare.
They all saw the tragic situation of their comrades before. Although they were on the battlefield, they were all convinced that whoever blocked these soldiers would die!
So, who wants to die? Who will die first?
The generals at the top are thinking about glory and wealth, but what can the ordinary soldiers at the bottom get? In this world, being in the army is just for a bite to eat, and no one wants to die!
When the soldiers struggled to stand up, many of Zheng Yande's soldiers had just rushed to the front line out of breath, and now they were desperately pushing their comrades to push themselves back a little further.
When they saw the soldiers standing firm and raising their swords, many soldiers instantly lost the courage to fight and let out heart-piercing shouts before turning around and running away.
This situation fell into the eyes of the naval officers, and countless people burst into laughter.
This game is won! Definitely won!
At this time, no one would wait for victory. The prospect of victory was the greatest encouragement to everyone. In an instant, dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of light infantry rushed past,
They jumped over the last trench and launched a fierce attack.
Wang Shixian reacted faster and immediately sent his guards everywhere to shout: "Soldiers, stop, don't be stupid!"
When the messenger rushed to shout, Guo Alin and his men planned to pretend not to hear, and then charge again to kill them.
Anyway, Wang Shixian is not Guo Alin's direct boss. Even if he gets angry, Guo Zhongyuan will still block him.
He was indeed very tired. But in the past few months, he had worked hard in the military academy to practice physical fitness, and also learned the breathing method used to regulate his breath and restore his physical strength. That breathing method is said to have been passed down from the famous general Yue Yue of the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty.
Grandpa, call it Baduanjin, it really works wonders.
But just as he was flexing his hands and feet, preparing to jump with force, Guo Zhongyuan's younger brother Guo Xingzu galloped up on his horse, galloped along the ditch, and ordered all the soldiers to form a team.
This person is Brother Guo's relative, his elder brother. He has to give him face.
Guo Alin sighed and sat down on the ground.
He said: "This one is really enjoyable."
His entire army of fifty soldiers was full, but there were still about thirty men left. Everyone was wounded and exhausted. Seeing that everyone was about to sit down, they also sat down around them.
Several people nodded and smiled: "It's really fun."
Guo Alin thought for a while and then said: "However, the Red Coat Army is not a rival. In the future, fighting with the Mongolian army must be so enjoyable."
Someone on the side nodded in agreement, and then said: "It was just as enjoyable to follow Commander Ji to kill the Jurchens in Zhongdu City that day."
The one who spoke like this was naturally a very senior soldier. As soon as he spoke, everyone agreed.
However, the Ding Navy itself did not take this as a call to action, and there were no Jurchens in the army. Moreover, Guo Jiedu still wore the title of official of the Jin Kingdom. Everyone knew some things well but did not want to discuss them in depth.
Everyone was silent for a while.
Some people were lying on their backs on the bloody ground, never wanting to move again. Others were tired but extremely excited, staring at the opposite side of the trench, looking at the front line that was being pushed forward by their comrades.
Strictly speaking, the continuous movement of the front line was not due to the successful advance of Ding Haijun, but the result of the complete collapse of Li Quan's command.
From the back of the trench to the depths of the camp, everything was in a state of boiling and frenzy. There were killings everywhere, and there were dead people and gurgling blood everywhere.
The entire camp under Li Quan's command had been penetrated by Ding Haijun. The situation was like a small pool of water covered by hot magma. The water pool was evaporated in an instant and then covered with magma. Li Quan's army was
Everyone, those who have not become dead, or do not want to become dead, are either running away frantically, or kneeling down to beg for mercy.
Countless Ding navy officers shouted: "Those who abandon their weapons and surrender will not be killed! Those who kneel down will not be killed!"
In the old camp, there were many family members, women, and children of soldiers and soldiers who were following Li Quan's troops. Now everyone was crying and shouting loudly.
What is unimaginable is that it was only a little more than a moment away from Ding Haijun's sudden appearance. Even if Ding Haijun walked to the depths of the camp at a normal marching speed, it would probably take this time. The so-called overwhelming momentum is probably what it is.
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After discovering that his base camp was under attack, Li Quan immediately encouraged his men and rushed out of the swamp at a faster pace.
He firmly believes that once a decision is made, it must be implemented to the end. At this time, it is meaningless to devote even a little energy to the main camp. No matter what the situation in the main camp is, the only chance for one's comeback has always been on Tieling.
But he soon discovered that the steps of his subordinates at the rear were getting slower and slower.
Many of his subordinates distanced themselves from him, then stood still and stopped charging. As the number of his subordinates running in unison became smaller and smaller, the sound of his footsteps on the ground became softer and softer.
In the end, when he had stood at the bottom of the iron ridge and was about to rush up the slope at one go, the footsteps around him were sparse, and there were only about a dozen people left.
Li Quan stopped suddenly.
He looked back, and because he was in a higher position, he could see more clearly.
He saw the camp that was almost boiling. Along with the north wind, there were also the sounds of killing and crying from the direction of the camp, and the sounds of persuading people to surrender and begging for mercy faintly reached his ears.
The chapter number of the previous chapter is wrong...
In addition, the army of the Northern Song Dynasty really practiced Baduanjin. There is also a legend that the Northern School of Baduanjin was passed down by Yue Fei.
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