flstandardbreds Chapter 150 The Jin Army's Escape Plan
Chapter 150 The Jin Army's Escape Plan
The defense of Weizhou City has been going on for five days. The Jin army outside the city has organized craftsmen to build several watchtowers and other siege equipment. Every day, the Jin army fights from morning to night, and they do not stop no matter how many soldiers they lose.
On the fifth night, Wan Hanzhong and Naza stood on the city wall looking out at the Jin army camp outside the city. Naza asked, "Mr. Wan, do you have any more explosives? The Jin army almost breached the western wall today. We can't hold them off with our weapons alone."
Wan Hanzhong was also somewhat troubled. When he first arrived, the police gave him some explosives, which he used up most of when he blew up the city wall. The rest had already been used up in the past few days of defense.
Upon seeing the smoke rising from cooking fires outside the city, Wan Hanzhong's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Hey, come take a look, is the Jurchen cooking?"
Naza glanced at it absentmindedly and said, "What's so strange about that? Even the Jurchens need to eat."
Wan Hanzhong's tone became somewhat anxious: "No, if each of their large pots produces one wisp of smoke, then the number of pots doesn't match their numbers. Each large pot can supply an average of fifty to seventy Jin soldiers, which is far from a scale of one hundred thousand."
After hearing what Wan Hanzhong said, Na Za also started to count carefully. Indeed, the amount of smoke was much less than before. Just as Na Za was wondering what was going on...
Wan Hanzhong slapped his thigh and said, "It's over! The retreating troops from Taiyuan Prefecture are probably blocked by the Jin army! Then, Chief, we can't defend Weizhou City anymore. Otherwise, once the Jin army has freed up their forces, we'll all die here. You and I will split our forces. You will guard the Great Wall in Xijing, and I will lead the rest of the troops to meet them. In this situation, we should try to save as many as possible."
It must be said that Wan Hanzhong was a meticulous man. The Jin army had secretly transferred a large number of troops to besiege the Mongol army in the direction of Taiyuan Prefecture since yesterday, while the remaining tens of thousands of men continued to attack the city every day, pretending that the main force was still there. If Wan Hanzhong hadn't inadvertently checked the situation when he climbed the city wall tonight, they would still have been kept in the dark.
It turned out that Wanyan Ping saw that Weizhou City could not be captured in a short time, so he took Yelü Sheng to block the Mongol army in the direction of Taiyuan Prefecture. As long as they could eliminate all the Mongol army outside Taiyuan Prefecture and Datong Prefecture, how could these Mongol Tartars in Weizhou City escape?
Yangyuan County was originally an ordinary small county town, but at this time, due to the large-scale battles between the Mongols and the Jin Dynasty, it became the focus of the fighting between the two sides.
The Jin army wanted to occupy Yangyuan County to block the Mongol army's continued northward retreat, while the Mongol army wanted to use Yangyuan County for a brief rest. At this time, Gerti was no longer the dashing figure he had been a few days ago. The women around him had been killed by arrows in the carriage during the battle. Now, he looked disheveled, holding a Mongol scimitar in one hand, and his eyes had regained their former gleam.
The Jin army in Datong Prefecture, which had been on the defensive, launched a fierce counterattack, defeating the Mongol army outside the city. The Jin soldiers were still very brave and their fighting strength was very strong.
Just as the majority of the Jin army began to encircle the Mongol army, Wan Hanzhong led 30,000 troops to successfully break through the Jin army's defenses in Tianzhen County, allowing the nearby Mongol troops to escape quickly.
Wanyan Ping asked the general defending Tianzhen County with a cold face, "How did you defend it? Did you just let those Mongols escape?"
"Your Highness, please calm your anger. I was holding the line perfectly well when the Mongol army suddenly attacked from behind. We suffered heavy losses and that's how they escaped."
Wanyan Ping sneered, "Since that's the case, you'd better be careful in your next life. Take him away."
The general initially thought it meant forgiveness: "Thank you, Prince Zhennan... wait, why is it in the next life?"
Wanyan Ping turned to Yelü Sheng and said, "I'll give you 20,000 heavily armored cavalry. Use them to wipe out these fleeing Mongol Tartars. The person who was able to figure out our strategic deployment so quickly must be a master in Weizhou City. You must capture him, dead or alive."
After Yelü Sheng left, Wanyan Ping ordered the other generals to annihilate the besieged Mongol army as quickly as possible. This was the best opportunity to wipe out the Ongud army; once they escaped back to the grasslands, it would be much more difficult to completely eliminate them.
Wan Hanzhong was fleeing north under the protection of a dozen Mongol soldiers. Just moments before, they had encountered a large force of heavily armored Jin cavalry, and Wan Hanzhong had been hit by a stray arrow. Fortunately, he had a stab-proof vest provided by Bu Liang. Wan Hanzhong himself was unharmed, but several of his ribs were broken by the arrow.
Wearing armor, Yelü Sheng immediately noticed that Wan Hanzhong's attire was different from others, and knew that he might be the expert that the Prince of Zhennan had mentioned.
Yelü Sheng shouted to the soldiers beside him, "Everyone, speed up! We must capture that Han man in the white robe. The reward for capturing him alive is ten taels of gold, and the reward for killing him is fifty taels of silver."
As a result, almost all the Jin soldiers began to concentrate their fire on Wan Hanzhong. The Mongol soldiers around him were also hit by arrows and fell from their horses while trying to cover him, until Wan Hanzhong escaped alone on his warhorse.
At this moment, Wan Hanzhong somewhat regretted coming to Mongolia. Although he had lived in poverty before, it had never been this exciting. Now, if he fell into the hands of those Jurchens, it would probably be worse than death.
Thinking of this, Wan Hanzhong touched his inner pocket and found the capsule was still there. This was the poison he had left for himself, which he would swallow in case of danger. Wan Hanzhong knew he had little willpower, and he was afraid that if he fell into the hands of the Jurchens, he would not be able to endure the torture and would reveal his dirty secrets.
Just as Wan Hanzhong was about to take out his medicine, he suddenly heard the sound of machine gun fire from not far away. The Jin cavalrymen who were about to catch up with him were hit and fell from their horses. Two six-wheeled armored vehicles were seen speeding towards them, and the machine guns on the vehicles were firing fiercely at the Jin cavalrymen.
The Jin soldiers' prized heavy armor was like paper under the machine gun fire, offering no resistance whatsoever. Seeing the dire situation, Yelü Sheng, the leader, immediately led the remaining cavalry in a swift maneuver away from the area. Although he didn't know what powerful weapons were inside the two iron carts, he knew that life was precious and once lost, it was gone forever.
One of the armored vehicles drove up to Wan Hanzhong, and a head popped out from the passenger seat—it was Yue Ying.
"Mr. Wan, please get in the car quickly, we will take you to the vicinity of the Great Wall."
Wan Hanzhong glanced at the warhorse, which was already foaming at the mouth, then rolled up his sleeves and climbed into the vehicle. A deafening roar followed, and the armored vehicle began to speed away. Since it was his first time riding in one, and with the high-speed travel through the fields, Wan Hanzhong quickly developed several large bumps on his head.