roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 475
The First Champion Chapter 475
The Jurchens from the icy world are even more susceptible to infection.Moreover, the Jurchens' worship of natural forces and natural objects convinced them that this was a natural punishment.
There are no military doctors in the camp, only shamans dressed in weird ways are casting spells.Shamanism plays a prominent role in the Jurchens. Whether it is fighting between tribes, fighting between clans, or birth, disease, and death, witches and witches must be used to curse, prophesy, and divination.
Get rid of the plague.When these people performed witchcraft, they danced wildly, and all the Jurchen generals were silent and bowed their heads.
The entire Jurchen camp was in a slump.
Chapter 538 The Explosion Before the Crash
"How did the Jurchen son we brought with us become like this? The enemy is still alive and the camp is full of casualties. What's the use of it?"
"According to me, it doesn't matter if we don't fight this battle. When the emperor sent troops, he told the shaman to destroy the Liao Kingdom. Now that Daliao has forgotten, we should go back and enjoy the blessings. We have conquered such a large Liao Kingdom. A good day?"
In the Jurchen camp, there were voices of soldiers retreating one after another. Whether it was a general or an ordinary Muke soldier, they all had the idea of retreating north.
Jurchen's current ambitions are generally not very great, otherwise, in later history, they would not have captured You Yan and sold it to Tong Guan for money.
Although Yunnei is good, it doesn't have to be, after all, the territory of Daliao is big enough for them.
Wanyan Aguda in the big tent also came up with the idea of withdrawing troops. The biggest purpose of sending troops this time has been achieved, there is no need to exhaust the Jurchen soldiers for Yunnei.
After all, even if you can fight again, you will end up the same in the face of the plague.
"Send someone to Songying to discuss peace!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the big tent looked happy, and no one wanted to die under this terrible plague.
The sun was gradually sinking to the west, and there was a tacit agreement to avoid fighting for another day outside the city, but inside the city of Datong, there were still red-eyed Song and Jin soldiers fighting on the streets.
Yao Pingzhong looked at his extremely exhausted subordinates, sighed and said: "We can't fight any more, this city has become a dead city, if we continue to consume our Western Army, we will be wiped out in the hands of Yao Pingzhong."
The wound was infected, and now his face was pale, lying in a corner, his face was like gold paper and his air was like a gossamer.
"There are still a few flesh and blood in the Zhong family. Brothers like me, it seems that they can't do it... If they don't work, just fight them out."
His words expressed the hearts of everyone. Datong is a dead city, thousands of people die every day, and what is even more frightening is that the corpses of these dead people will soon become a new source of plague.
Coupled with days of hand-to-hand street fighting, the Western Army in Datong City was on the verge of collapse.
The pressure exerted by the war is fair to both sides, and neither side is easy. These two elite soldiers and horses who are the world's best can't stand the torment of war anymore.
An unprecedented war, because of the plague, temporarily fell into peace.
Outside Yanmen Pass, Yang Lin and his guards have arrived.The speed at which the court officials and commanders arrived this time was beyond everyone's expectations.
Yang Lin's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his shoulders were slightly bowed.
There were constant reports of war along the way, and now that he had understood the situation on the front line, the idea of negotiating peace appeared in his mind.
In this era, a large-scale epidemic is really a thousand miles away.
Especially on the battlefield, the inability to dispose of corpses made the situation worse.The Song Dynasty also knew to burn the bodies of some dead soldiers, and the Jin people were directly thrown on the side of the road, surrounded by flies and insects, and exposed to the scorching sun.
After leaving Yanmen Pass, Yang Lin went straight to the Qinlong barracks, and Zhong Shizhong and others greeted him outside.
Seeing a group of smoke flying into the air from a distance, Zhong Shizhong, Yao Gu and other generals were all in awe.
The officials of the Song Dynasty actually braved the plague and came to the front line... In the past, those officials commanded operations in a city hundreds of miles away, sitting in the government office, surrounded by maids, holding a map, and casually Giving orders while talking and laughing.
Anyway, the lives of warriors in the Song Dynasty are worthless. Rao Wang Anshi's reform, the western army with more autonomy was inevitably ordered by the officials sent by the court.
"Where is the old gentleman?" Yang Lin shouted and asked from a distance away.
A promise, with some sadness: "Young Zai, the old gentleman... is gone."
After the heavy rain, it was summer night again, and mosquitoes were flying everywhere.
Resting in a slightly flat place in the forest, these mosquitoes are buzzing around, which makes people extremely irritated.
In the clearing in the forest, the light of the stars and the moon shines from the shade of the trees, shining on the ground like a wave of water.However, none of the Jurchen warriors could appreciate the beauty of the mountains. They just sat or lay on the ground, slapping their bodies and faces to repel mosquitoes from time to time.The hot and humid summer weather also made them extremely uncomfortable. From time to time, some people cursed in a low voice in Jurchen language.
The Jurchen sergeant who was patrolling and on duty outside returned to the handover, and threw himself heavily on the ground, and snoring sounded after a while.The Jurchen sergeant who took over got up cursing and continued to patrol.
Suddenly the flames flickered down the mountain, and several Jurchen patrols hurried back, their shrill and hoarse voices tore through the silence of the night sky.
"Song people are attacking."
When the Jurchen Tartars got up, they saw the flames in the west, the iron cavalry galloping, and a large group of people was rushing towards them in the dark, as if the magma spewed northward after the eruption of a volcano, and it was heading eastward with an unstoppable force. Come roaring!
Regardless of whether it is a war or a peace, we must come up with some basis for negotiation, and we must not lose the initiative.
After Yang Lin arrived, he immediately ordered the army to be gathered and headed towards the Jurchen camp on the outskirts of Datong, and launched a night raid.
The sound of horseshoes in the distance was like thunder, and the sound of mountains and valleys echoed.In the darkness.The flames ignited, illuminating the battlefield brightly.
The battlefield, which had been silent for more than ten days, fell into a fight again, and the Jurchens mounted their horses while cursing.The deafening sound of shouting and killing rang out, arousing the sound of the mountains and valleys, the howling of the mountain wind, and the churning and agitation of the dark clouds in the night sky overhead.
After holding back for so long, all the fear of plague and death was thrown away at this moment.
Yang Keshi took the lead, everyone covered their mouths with white cloths, regardless of casualties, regardless of fatigue, just wanted to rush into the army stronghold, cut down the last dog tartar standing in front of him, and then trampled on it with iron hooves. But pass by, trampling them all into meat paste.
Then use absolute force to end this battle that has driven people crazy!
Countless spears and horses were thrown into the ranks of the Jurchen soldiers who came out of the village to fight.The cavalry dismounted one after another and chopped down the fence.In the distance, a crossbow machine was raised high, and the short arrows with wooden feathers swept across the Jurchen army horses who dared to stand guard by the fence.
The Jurchen reacted quickly, screaming and screaming. Such a long period of depression made people almost go crazy. Since it was death, why not die on the battlefield.Who would like to lie on the ground with limp limbs like a little girl, and be looked at with deadly eyes.
Once they entered the battle, they quickly showed their powerful combat talents, and they rushed out like thunder, and the Song people's indomitable momentum stopped them.
The two sides fought together, and the soldiers shouted and killed loudly, as if they wanted to lift the sky in the clouds.The soldiers and horses in the city heard the movement and climbed up to the top of the city controlled by their own to look out.
The soldiers of both sides are fighting in full swing, but the coach understands that this is to show his strength to the other side.Let me show you my fists, I can still fight, it's not good for both parties.
Wanyan Aguda in the big tent came out wearing a battle armor, his face was somewhat sad.
A few days ago, I killed one of my sons in Datong City, and this morning, another one died, festering and dying of the plague.Raising troops to attack Liao went so smoothly, but I didn't expect to fight Song Dynasty so badly.Everyone said that the southerners were weak, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Looking at the mighty night attack from a distance, the most evil Jurchen emperor of this generation finally sighed: "The southerners should not be underestimated. The Song Dynasty is stronger than the Liao Dynasty. The time for us to go south has not yet come."
Chapter 539 The value of this product has appreciated
After a fierce battle overnight, the gold was returned.
After dawn, the camp was already full of soul-calling banners and flags, and there was nothing.
"The soldiers and horses from all walks of life suffered heavy losses, but Han Shizhong's men suffered little losses."
"It has been raining for days, and the roads are muddy, making it difficult for cavalry to move. The epidemic is spreading, and there is no control over treatment. Although Han Shizhong has a military medical camp, the water can't save the thirsty people near him. Between them and us, there is the main Jurchen army blocking the road, so there is no way to communicate with each other."