Since the shipbuilding industry of the Jin Kingdom has been abandoned for a long time, compared with the large ships built by the Song Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties, the ships like Tongzhou of the Ding Navy are like toys, with little threat. Even as merchant ships, they are lagging behind. Therefore, the fleet of the Ding Navy is usually only responsible for
During the short trip around the Bohai Sea, I occasionally visited the Qingyuan Mansion of the Song Dynasty, and compared my own boats with the most common fishing oars subordinate to the Coastal Construction Department of the Song Dynasty, I felt ashamed.
Li Yun once instructed Zhang Kai to ask a lieutenant in Jiangdong Village, Qingyuan Prefecture, how much money it would cost to buy a fishing oar. However, before the lieutenant could say anything, the man in the middle opened his mouth and said that because everyone from the shipyard to the big shots were all
To manage it, you need 1,500 guan per vessel, and the minimum price is five vessels.
The business may not be impossible, but the expenses are too high. Guo Ning resettled soldiers in Shandong, allocated acres of land, needed cattle, farm tools, seeds, etc., and already spent money like water, so this matter had to be postponed.
But these ships were now running rampant in the deep water of the Triangle Lake, and they were full of momentum and majesty. Most Mongolians had never seen a sea-going ship. Seeing such behemoths several feet long loaded with soldiers arriving one after another, they felt that they were simply unmatched.
They all scattered and fled.
In fact, the water on the shore of Sanjiang Lake is shallow, and ships heading into the lake can shout and threaten them from a long distance away. Even if they fire arrows, they still have to use their full strength to barely reach the shore.
The Mongols were really overly nervous.
They fled from the lake and were immediately attacked by Ding Haijun. Previously, the two armies were fighting in chaos, and no one could form a formation. Now, Ding Haijun was able to form multiple spear formations of two to three hundred people.
, the soldiers stepped on the shore and stabbed randomly into the low-lying areas in the water.
There are several places suitable for landing. Mongolian corpses are accumulating more and more, and they are even piled up into corpse piles, which can make people stand firm. When the water of the lake is photographed, the corpse piles are rippling with blood.
At this time, the busy people on the battlefield were the auxiliary soldiers of the Ding Navy. Most of them dispersed and searched for injured Ding Navy officers and gave them first aid. A small number of them were responsible for holding back the running horses.
When they came back, they unloaded supplies from dozens of carts and fed beans directly to these frightened and agitated livestock.
There were also some auxiliary soldiers who patrolled the battlefield with straight knives. While guarding other companions, they continued to kill lone Mongolians, even those with minor or serious injuries.
Two or three auxiliary soldiers followed the sound of rushing water and walked deeper into the swamp.
After walking for more than two miles, I caught up with the Mongolian nobleman who looked like Qianhu Nayan. There was a long wound on Qianhu Nayan's flank, and blood kept pouring out. He was lying on his back in the ankle-deep sewage.
He couldn't move. But when he saw Ding Haijun's auxiliary soldiers approaching with swords, he shouted loudly and took out several strings of gold beads from his arms to show them to the soldiers.
This is obviously asking for mercy, but the auxiliary soldiers also suffered a lot of casualties in the battle just now, and they are full of killing intent. These auxiliary soldiers are still active members among the auxiliary soldiers, and will soon be transferred to the regular ranks.
The military, let them do this, the original purpose is to make everyone see blood.
So several auxiliary soldiers cooperated. One person held down Qianhu Nayan's body, another grabbed his braid and lifted it up, and the other took a stance and slashed at the neck with a knife.
The daily training of the auxiliary soldiers was also very good. The sword was accurately positioned and powerful. With a crisp sound, the head was cut off. However, this action caused complaints from several companions. They felt that his action was too neat, which made the Mongolian
People die too simply.
Then several people slashed at the corpse several times with their knives, cutting off the arms and legs, and then left with satisfaction.
The auxiliary soldiers did not notice that more than a hundred steps away from them, separated by a bush, there were a dozen people who were stiff and did not dare to breathe, staring at them as they left.
These people were the Hebei military generals responsible for guarding Yijin Pass. They were sure of Ding Haijun's victory, and then they dared to approach the battlefield slightly and watch the battle at close range. At this time, several people lowered their heads and looked at Qianhu Nayan's felt hat.
Swaying with the ups and downs of the water, I don't know why, but suddenly I feel a little sad.
"Temujin roamed the plateau for more than 30 years, and fought hundreds of battles that frightened everyone in the Jin Kingdom. Only then did he gain the prestige he has today. I never expected that he would be defeated so miserably today!"
After a long while, the guard let out a long sigh.
Several primary schools nearby watched the battle with bated breath. When they finally caught their breath, they realized that their robes were soaked through. Several of them said in succession:
"Look at how ferocious the soldiers of the Ding Navy are! They... they... are much stronger than what we saw in Dizhou, Shandong before!"
"Pu San Xuan was no match for the Mongolian army, but they killed the Mongolian army like they were chopping melons and vegetables. This is too cruel, we are definitely no match for them!"
Several people said a few words, and suddenly there was an angry cough behind them.
Several generals turned around and saw He Shilie Pu La, an important general of the Hebei Army, staring at them as if he was trying to eat someone.
Pusan Anzhen's control of Hebei mainly relied on the Caohe River on Hebei East Road, and used Bazhou Yijin Pass as the hub to control the west and north directions. Therefore, after he led his troops northward, he also let the people who were originally in charge of Jingzhou
The general of the Water Transport Department, He Shilie Pu Ladu, led two thousand elite troops to move northward to ensure his own retreat.
As soon as He Shilie Pu Ladu arrived at Yijin Pass from Jingzhou, he heard that the Pusan army was defeated and his family was captured by the Mongols, while the Mongols were chasing Ding Haijun all the way south. He was shocked and quickly took a few more
The man went to the front line to explore.
When Clinker arrived here, he was met by the generals and commanders who were all frightened. They were all preaching about the power of Ding Haijun, and he suddenly became very angry.
"Last year, when water transportation was cut off the year before, Guo Ning took advantage of the sea transportation and reaped countless benefits, so he built up such an army!" He Shilie Pu Ladu's eyes were full of resentment. He said: "Now
The water transport is about to be opened. We will take advantage of the Cao River to collect money and train troops. We will definitely train elite soldiers! When the time comes, we will submit a letter to the imperial court to punish Guo Ning for his crime of neglecting his friendly troops!"
Several generals looked at He Shilie Pu Ladu blankly, and looked at each other, but no one responded.
After a while, the same Jurchen guard couldn't help but sneer: "Guo Ning marched across Liaohai and Shandong with tens of thousands of people. In the past few years, no one has done anything to him. Now he has thousands of people to attack Mongolia head-on."
Riding, killing thousands, seizing Genghis Khan's white banner, the military power will soon shock the world. Is it possible that General He Shilie plans to unite the forces of the Pusan Propaganda Envoy and confront him head-on?"
"Otherwise, what else can we do?" He Shilie Pu Ladu shouted.
Several servants on the side quickly came up to stop: "General, be silent! Be silent!"
He Shilie and Pu La lowered their voices and were about to speak again, but they saw that the generals in front of them looked wrong.
"What do you mean, you idiots? You are all Jurchens, don't mess around!"
The guard was so frightened that he trembled violently and his lips trembled: "I, I..."
The military academy in charge of sentinels nearby smiled bitterly and said: "It is not that there are no Jurchens under Guo Ning's command. What's more, although I am a Jurchen, I read Han's books in my early years, knew a few Chinese characters, and wrote Han'er's articles.
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Another person also said: "Since Guo Ning has won this battle, he will definitely take Hebei next. I think the imperial court cannot stop him, and maybe he will go with the flow. Why should we be tough? Why not offer Yijin Pass as soon as possible?
, in exchange for some small meritorious deeds, at worst, I will no longer be a soldier and go back to my hometown to farm."
After these two words were spoken, several other people around him nodded, and even the guard looked relieved.
"How dare you! The Pusanxuan envoy was defeated just a few days ago, and yet you are like this? We still have troops and territory under our control, so we have a lot to do! Why do you just..."
He Shilie and Pu La all raised their halberds and wanted to draw their swords and chop all these traitors to death.
But then I thought about it, the defenders at Yijin Pass were like this, and the defenders all over Hebei were probably like this. Even the two thousand soldiers under their own hands were probably not hard-core. They trained hard in Hebei with the Pusan Propaganda Envoy.
However, only this kind of stuff was gathered. He couldn't help but feel scared, frustrated, and his whole body felt cold.
