Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Outside Fushan City.

Zhang Shouwang's Eastern Army has already arrived at the city, and the army has set up camp ten miles south of the city.

In the main tent of the army, Zhang Shouwang and several lieutenant generals sat with solemn faces, and Zhou Lan and other guerrilla generals also looked very ugly.

Since the army moved to Fushan City, their food routes have been harassed by Hu cavalry one after another.

So far, several baggage teams have suffered heavy casualties, and all the food and grass they transported have been taken away or burned.

"General, we can't wait any longer, if we wait any longer, the soldiers will go to the battlefield on an empty stomach!" Liu Nanbo, the Guangning vanguard lieutenant general of Chongshan Town North Road, said without suppressing his impatience.

There is no way, the two baggage teams under his command are almost completely destroyed, and all the food and grass they transported are lost. If there is no food and grass replenishment, all his soldiers will starve in ten days at most.

Moreover, insufficient food and grass will affect morale. If we can't even eat enough, what's the point of fighting?

"Yes, General, we must first ensure the safety of the food route. If the safety of the food route cannot be guaranteed, we will have no way out here!" said Wang Bin, the lieutenant general of Songzhou Guard.

Without food and grass replenishment, it is difficult for them to continue fighting, and it will take more than one or two days to conquer Fushan City.

Although Fushan City is small, it is a strong city. Even if they try their best, it will take a month to capture it.

Zhou Lan, who was standing behind Zhang Shouwang, was full of worry. She naturally knew that Yang Zhengshan was transporting food. She was worried about Yang Zhengshan, and even more worried about the food and grass that Yang Zhengshan transported.

If Yang Zhengshan also lost food and grass, then their Zhenbiao Zuoying might be more difficult than other camps.

Because their Zhenbiao Zuoying is a cavalry, people eat and horses chew, and consume two or three times more food and grass than other camps.

Zhang Shouwang naturally understood the importance of the grain route, but he did not expect that the Donghai Hu tribe would be so cunning. Not only did they not choose to fight head-on, but they also kept harassing their rear.

The area outside the pass is vast and sparsely populated, and there are many hilly areas. It is easy for a small-scale army to hide its whereabouts.

It is not easy to find all these Hu cavalry who are harassing everywhere.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shouwang suddenly thought of the previous Hu cavalry entering the pass.

It was also a small-scale looting everywhere, and it was also not to fight them head-on.

Such tactics were obviously the work of one person.

They seemed to have been led by the other side.

A trace of worry flashed in Zhang Shouwang's eyes, but he still ordered: "Zhou Lan, Tang Feihu!"

"I am here!"

"You two lead the left and right battalions of the town flag to protect the grain route and eliminate the harassing Hu cavalry!" Zhang Shouwang ordered.

"I obey your order!"

Zhou Lan and Tang Feihu looked at each other and bowed to accept the order.

...

Songyuan Riverside

The battle lasted for two quarters of an hour before it ended. All the more than 200 Hu cavalrymen who attacked were annihilated, and none of them escaped.

Yang Zhengshan rode Hongyun around the battlefield and killed all the Hu cavalrymen who wanted to escape. One man and one horse, he killed dozens of enemies, and even Yang Zhengshan was exhausted.

He was panting heavily, and Hongyun was also panting.

Seeing that there was no enemy standing on the battlefield, Yang Zhengshan jumped off Hongyun's back.

He took out the water bag and raised his head to drink a few mouthfuls of spiritual spring water, and then held the spiritual spring water to feed Hongyun a few mouthfuls.

In this way, the fatigue on his body dissipated a little.

Walking back to the battlefield slowly, the soldiers were already cleaning the battlefield. Whether they died or not, they would make up a knife to prevent someone from pretending to die and dragging them down.

"Dad! You are not injured!"

Yang Mingzhi came over with his chest covered, and looked up and down at Yang Zhengshan with some worry. Seeing that Yang Zhengshan did not have any abnormality, he was relieved.

"I'm fine. How are you? Where are you injured?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Yang Mingzhi took his hand away, revealing a bloody wound on his chest, and said, "Fortunately, the wound is relatively shallow. It will be fine after a few days of rest. I'm just a little exhausted!"

Yang Zhengshan stepped forward to check his wound, nodded slightly, and said, "You go and rest first, and leave the rest to Mingwu."

Then, Yang Zhengshan cleaned up the battlefield together.

Their casualties in this battle were not small, but the main casualties were concentrated on civilians. More than 100 civilians died in the battle, more than 80 were seriously injured, and more than 300 were slightly injured.

In contrast, only one soldier of Linguan Fort died in the battle, two were seriously injured, and only three soldiers of Zhao Desheng's two teams died in the battle.

The reason why there is such a big difference in casualties is because of whether to wear cotton armor or not.

After a wave of arrows, once the civilians were hit by arrows, even if they did not die, they would be seriously injured, while the soldiers wearing cotton armor, as long as they were not hit in the neck, would only be slightly injured at most.

The casualties of the civilians mainly came from the arrow rain of the Hu cavalry at the beginning, while the casualties of the soldiers mainly came from the subsequent melee.

This is the use of armor.

After counting the casualties, Yang Zhengshan hurriedly took out a few bowls of spiritual spring water and mixed it with the freshly boiled river water, letting all the wounded drink a few sips.

The spiritual spring water cannot change fate, but it is the best medicine for injuries at present. As long as the injury is not too fatal, the injury will be alleviated after drinking the diluted spiritual spring water.

"Sir, everything has been cleaned up!" Yang Mingwu walked to Yang Zhengshan and said.

"Tell me!"

Yang Zhengshan squatted by the river, took off his cotton armor, and washed the blood on his body.

"In this battle, we beheaded 283 people, seized 196 war horses, 142 horse carcasses, 142 sets of worn leather armor, 248 longbows, 283 long swords, and about 58 taels of silver!" Yang Mingwu said one by one.

"58 taels of silver? So poor?" Yang Zhengshan was a little disappointed.

"Well, they didn't carry much silver!" Yang Mingwu said helplessly.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and understood what was going on.

The Hu cavalry killed in the back mountain of Yangjia Village were all looting, so they naturally carried a lot of silver.

And these Hu cavalry in front of them came out to fight, so they naturally didn't carry much silver.

There wasn't much silver, but there were a lot of war horses!

One hundred and ninety-six war horses, if they were taken back and sold, they could at least sell for three to five thousand taels of silver.

However, it seems that he cannot deal with these war horses by himself. Although they are their spoils of war, they belong to the left camp of Zhenbiao. How to deal with the spoils of war needs Zhou Lan's approval.

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the sky. It was already afternoon, and it should be less than an hour before dusk.

"Let's move ten miles north first, and then rest."

This place is full of bloody smells and a large number of corpses. It is not good to stay here overnight. It is better to find a clean place to spend the night.

Everyone packed up and hurriedly headed north.

Fortunately, a large number of war horses were seized. Even if there were hundreds of seriously injured, they could still move forward, otherwise they would have to abandon some seriously injured.