Song Mingyue

Chapter 182 Give me back!

Jingzhou, the northern boundary of Zunhua.

In the vast wilderness, there are mountains in the distance appearing on the horizon.

"Great Wall!"

Yang Keshi pointed to the undulating pass in front of him and became excited.

Xi Yuyu~
Zhao Hao took the lead in reining in his horse and standing up, squinting his eyes and looking forward.

In front is the winding Yanshan Mountains that separates the Great Wall from the land of Youyan. On top of the majestic and undulating mountains, the ancient Great Wall just hovers over the top of the mountain.The Qin bricks and Han tiles just stand coldly in the mountain wind.

The Mingyue of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty were all sold to the Khitan people by the son emperor Shi Jingtang. Thousands of Han people have lived under the ravages of the Liao people for nearly 200 years.

The most important thing is that since then, the Central Plains has lost the barrier to the north, and foreign races can easily attack southward, and since the Song Dynasty has no danger to defend, it has to feed nearly 200 million soldiers and horses to guard the safety of the Central Plains. Wealthy and prosperous, but repeatedly bullied.

What's even more funny is that the winning rate of the Song Dynasty's foreign wars reached 70%, but it was a situation of being angry and beaten, because these 70% of the victories were almost all defensive battles.

In the era of cold weapons, the Central Plains without the Great Wall and lost the racecourse, almost a naked sexy girl with a bust of 32E sleeping on Simmons, surrounded by wolves, all want to take advantage, even ravage and forcibly occupy .

The Liao people have suffered a terrible defeat, and the Jurchens are staring at them. Who will belong to this remote Yan land?This is like the Great Wall, the backbone of China. Will it wait until more than 200 years later, when the Huaiyou commoner expelled the Tartars and restored China, as in history, before it can return to the Han people?

Zhao Hao looked at the majestic Great Wall, and suddenly four words echoed in his mind.

Give me back my rivers and mountains, give me back my rivers and mountains, give me back my rivers and mountains...

At this moment, he finally understood why that persistent Han hero insisted on going straight to Huanglong Mansion, and why he needed twelve gold medals to recall him.

Yang Keshi sat on the horse, watching the majestic passes and dangerous passes that have not changed for thousands of years just unfolded in front of his eyes, and he was full of emotion in his heart.

More than a hundred years ago, under the leadership of a generation of hero Yelu Abaoji, the Khitan tribe broke through the pass from here to the south many times, ran amok in Youyan, and even reached the south of the Yellow River.This piece of land is their world.

Shi Jingtang, who has been stinking for thousands of years, gifted the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun to the Khitan people, and it has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye, and now the Liao people are dying.And will there be a more vicious enemy, with the cold wind outside the Great Wall, sweeping out from here again, until it overthrows the world?

Beside him, the young Han Shizhong also reined in his horse and stood there, looking at the scene in front of him, with the same excitement on his face.In the past hundred years, this is the first time that the soldiers and horses of the Han family have come before the great line of defense built by their ancestors, facing the sky in the north!

choke~
Zhao Hao drew his sword and said in a loud voice, "Go, follow me up the Great Wall to have a look!"

"Here!"

Amidst the howling sound, Zhao Hao took the lead, followed by Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong and the others. They just went straight forward and headed towards the towering and lofty Guanshan Mountain in front of them. Behind them, more than three hundred knights also roared in response. Directly facing north, the early summer sun shines from the top of the head, reflecting the sky and the earth, just a piece of transparency.

The majestic pass is like iron, and Cangshan is like the sea.

A "Song" flag was planted high above the city wall, fluttering with the mountain wind.

This is the first time in the past 200 years that the banner of the Han people has been planted on the Great Wall.

Under the big banner, Zhao Hao took off the sun-shading iron hat and let the black hair and the cloak behind him flutter in the wind. The hair flying in front of his eyes messed up his eyes.

Looking at the endless plain, he took a long breath: "Here, the man has no regrets in dying! One day, the inside and outside of the Great Wall will be Han soil!"

……

When the setting sun fell behind the distant mountains and night gradually fell, the three hundred Song soldiers finally found a river on the grassland and got off their horses to rest.

Next to the river, there happened to be a dense forest. All the elite knights of the Song Army found dead branches from the dense forest, started to light fires, boil water, and dry clothes. After a whole day of tossing, they finally ate steaming meals.

From the moment they crossed the Great Wall, they were completely watched by the Liao people. They were often intercepted by the Liao people's soldiers and horses along the way, but they were fast and did not have a large-scale frontal conflict with them. The principle of hiding if you can, fleeing if you can, although a bit embarrassing, there were no casualties, and the wounded in the previous battle were basically healed.

Holding the roll of sheepskin map, Zhao Hao examined it carefully by the light of the fire, and said in a deep voice, "Now we have reached the border of Zhongjing Prefecture. In another 20 days, we should be able to reach Huining Prefecture."

At this moment, a soldier beside him suddenly shouted: "The Liao dog is here!"

The faces of all the soldiers changed in unison, and they turned their heads towards the upstream direction. Sure enough, they saw the flames on the far bank of the river, and they came straight to this side.

Zhao Hao took a breath

Yang Keshi's expression changed drastically, he looked up and saw a dense forest downstream, he said urgently: "Hurry up, go down and hide in that dense forest."

At this moment, the Liao people came here with a net, and it was obviously unwise to retreat. If you go all the way downstream, you will inevitably encounter Liao people, and this unknown river is as deep as the belly of a horse. When crossing the river, I was afraid that I would be shot and killed by the enemy in the middle of the river. I had to hide my whereabouts temporarily until the Liao people passed by.

All the riders rolled and went straight downstream.

On the south bank of the nameless river, in the dense forest.

The moonlight was like water, and more than 300 Song soldiers led horses and stepped on the fallen leaves into the bushes, lurking down.

Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong and other six generals were lying on the edge of the dense forest, staring closely at the upstream direction.

There was a lot of voices, horses whistling, countless torches illuminated the night sky beside the Wuming River, and finally stopped at a place hundreds of steps away. It seemed that the densely packed torches would never be less than 2000 people.

The huge light awakened the crows on some trees by the river, and the hula-la flocks took off into the sky. The sound of gurgling and gurgling echoed in the night sky, making it look extraordinarily bleak and desolate.

It was almost two o'clock, and the Liao people gathered by the river still seemed to have no intention of leaving. They were still standing neatly by the bank of the Wuming River, as if camping on the spot by the river.

Yang Keshi raised his head and glanced at the moon above his head, which was gradually moving towards the mid-heaven, and a ray of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

What is this Liao army waiting for?
Han Shizhong on the side was also frowning in thought, and suddenly he had a flash of thought, hurriedly pushed aside the bushes beside him, and lay down on the ground with his body, an inaudible rhythm gently poured into his eardrum, and then the rhythm The sound was getting closer and louder, and it turned out to be coming from the downstream and the south.

In an instant, Han Shizhong's face changed. He knew what the Liao people were waiting for.

"Zhi Niang, this group of Liao dogs has reinforcements coming!"

Obviously, the commander of the Liao army had already guessed or found out that they were hiding in the bushes, but he was worried that their horses were too fast to catch up with them, so he sent someone to contact other pursuing troops nearby to besiege them. Intended to surround them in this bush.

How to do?
Just when Yang Keshi's thoughts changed sharply and he was about to make a decision, he suddenly saw under the night sky not far away through the light of the fire in the distance, the group of Liao soldiers suddenly raised their bows and arrows, thousands of spears The arrow was aimed at this side.

The Liao army is waiting for the arrow array!It is impossible to take advantage of the chaos to attack.

blah blah blah!
The sound of footsteps behind and downstream gradually reflected in the eardrums, and many soldiers of the Song Army's elite cavalry heard it. Obviously, the enemy was within a thousand steps away from them. According to the orderly and dull voice, the soldiers judged each direction Never less than 2000 people.

Five or six thousand soldiers and horses encircle more than three hundred people, nearly twenty times the strength of the troops, enough ruthless!
What made everyone even more uneasy and even terrified was that the movement speed of the Liao army seemed to be getting slower and slower.
The generals looked at the Liao army upstream again, and found that the army was also slowly moving over, very slowly, very slowly.Han Shizhong suddenly jumped up, flew up, and stepped on the saddle of the war horse under his crotch. His head was already higher than the height of the bushes. Looking farther, he finally understood—they were keeping the arrow array intact and orderly, and at the same time Keep the team dense, so that once the Song Army's fine cavalry rushes out, what awaits them is a continuous rain of arrows, even if they only shoot two rounds before they charge close, there will be three or four thousand arrows in each direction With powerful crossbow arrows, more than 300 fine cavalry cavalry of the Song Army will be disabled if they don't die.

What frightened the generals the most was that although the Liao army on three sides moved slowly, it could be judged from the gradually clear footsteps that the Liao army on three sides had already formed a tight encirclement around this bush. The army was wiped out, but at least half of it would be lost.

Most of the army and horses are actually no more than two hundred soldiers and horses. For the Liao army with many soldiers and generals, it is a piece of cake, but for Zhao Hao, it is afraid that they will not survive the Huining Mansion in Liaodong...

How to do?
The Jingqi soldiers of the Song Army beside them had also learned of the critical situation, Qi Qi looked at Zhao Hao, Yang Keshi and other six generals.

Although Zhao Hao's expression was indifferent, with the appearance of a mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face, he was actually confused and flustered... This was the first time he faced the battle of life and death, and he was really at a loss what to do.

At this moment, Liang Hongyu stepped forward and said loudly: "I have a plan to break through the encirclement!"

Zhao Hao was in high spirits, looking at this female general who once beat the drums to fight Jinshan and besieged [-] gold soldiers together with Han Shizhong, he said urgently: "Please speak!"

Liang Hongyu said in a slow voice: "I have been waiting for more than [-] horses from the Liao Army a dozen or so days ago. Now, at the time of life and death, I should use fire horses to count as heavy supplies!"

Fire horse plan?
"Good plan!"

Before Zhao Hao could react, Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong, and Fang Baihua were already admiring them. They were all people who had led soldiers and were well versed in the art of war. Hao had to figure it out later.

Yang Keshi took a deep breath, raised his sword, and shouted sharply: "White battalion soldiers, get firewood for me on the spot, tie the horsetails of your prepared horses, light the torches all, and light the horsetails as soon as I order, pay attention Don't let the horses in your crotch be frightened!"

The military order is like a mountain, although the generals are reluctant to part with those good war horses, they also know that this is a time of life and death, so their actions are very fast and agile.

After a while, bundles of dry firewood were tied into horsetails, and then one by one the torches were lit, and the fire suddenly brightened in the dense forest.

In front, the Liao army, determined to win, was cautiously groping into the bushes. Their movements were extremely cautious, but they saw that the hiding place of the enemy army ahead was suddenly lit up, and they couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

In the dense forest, Yang Keshi turned his head and glanced at the fine cavalry soldiers of the Song Army in the dense forest, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Light it up!"

Whoohoo!
Groups of flames blazed from the horse's tail.

The next moment, the horse neighed loudly, shaking the entire night sky, and the horses whose tails were burned in severe pain galloped out crazily. With all their strength, they shot towards the oncoming Liao military.

(End of this chapter)