Qiming 1158

Chapter 392 The Golden Army Strikes All Out
According to this plan, Wanyanliang felt that as long as his actions went smoothly and he followed the plan, he would probably be able to celebrate the New Year in Jinan, an important town in Shandong.

Then at the beginning of the year, Wanyanliang was going to spend another two months to pacify the Liberation Army in Shandong. If all went well, he could go to the Huaihe River in the middle of next year and question Zhao Gou.

Yes, at this moment, Wanyanliang's self-confidence made him rekindle his ambition to attack Song.

He felt that if the army of the Jin Kingdom could successfully defeat the Restoration Army, then the morale would be like a rainbow, and it would not be impossible to attack the Southern Song Dynasty and enter Hangzhou in one go.

Although many things happened, the Jin Army, who had planned to launch a full-scale attack before October, did not finally make preparations for the attack until early November, but Wanyanliang was still full of confidence.

And he didn't pay attention to the changes because of his marching plan. At this time, the Central Plains was already cold and windy.

Except for some elite troops, the general army arrived in the Central Capital on a hot summer day and a cool autumn day, and did not prepare enough cold protection measures.

And the winter supplies sent to them by the imperial court were of mixed quality and not enough in quantity. Except for the elites, most people could not get effective winter cold-proof clothing and equipment at all.

When the officials reported the news, the truth was that even some of the soldiers did not take precautions against the cold and did not get enough cold-proof clothing, let alone those who were forced to accompany the army.

As the temperature dropped and the cold wind blew, they had no clothes to protect them from the cold. They could only huddle together or gather with large livestock, relying on thin clothes and the weak heating of the livestock to keep warm and keep out the cold.

On the day the Jin Army announced its official advance, on November [-]th, the temperature plummeted and it was freezing cold. In the early morning, hundreds of troops and civilians were frozen to death.

When they were found, they gathered in a group to warm each other, but because the tents allocated to them were in tatters, they could not even achieve a little heating effect, and a sudden drop in temperature took them away in their sleep.

But their deaths did not cause any waves. The comprehensive operations of the Jin Guo military group with a total number of more than 40 people did not need to pay attention to the deaths of hundreds of people. If they died, they died, so what?

They were just stripped of their clothes, searched for the pitiful belongings, and then dug the body in a random hole and buried it, that's all.

Wanyanliang didn't need and could not know about this. He just issued an official edict of Jin Jun's retribution, telling the world that he wanted to eradicate the rebellion and restore the sacred rule of the Great Jin Kingdom.

That's it.

So the army of the Golden State was officially dispatched.

This time, the army of the Jin Kingdom was dispatched with great momentum. Looking at the huge military force that could not be seen at a glance, Wanyanliang regained his pride and self-confidence.

He is very willing to believe that he will have the advantage in the next official battle.

The absolute elites of the Golden Army under his leadership will easily crush Su Yonglin's army into scum, win this battle easily, and reverse his crisis-ridden political situation in one fell swoop.

The Jin Guo military group with a population of more than 40 was dispatched like an unprecedentedly large doomsday mobile war fortress.

This level of expedition is not only a stage for soldiers, but also a cemetery for signing troops and civilians.

Soldiers are masters compared to signing troops and civilian husbands. They don’t need to do extremely heavy workloads in the army. They only need to maintain order, travel every day, eat, sleep, rest, and a little drill, then enough.

They didn't have to give their lives until the war front.

But their relatively comfortable life was bought by the blood and tears of the signing troops and the civilian husbands. They were like masters sitting in a sedan chair, while the signing troops and the civilian husbands were the sedan chairmen who carried the sedan chair. How hard, how hard.

During the war, you have to eat, drink, sleep, and live a normal life. You have to wash and change your clothes, wash and change your shoes, and dry them in the sun.

Soldiers can't have too many non-combat attritions during non-combat moments. If this number is too large, officers will be held accountable by their superiors, and problems will arise.

So this huge pressure was dumped on the heads of the signing troops and civilian husbands.

Anyway, the signing troops and the civilians are also one-time cannon fodder. No matter how they die, the emperor will not care. Their existence will not directly affect the battle situation on the battlefield. They only need to protect the lives of the soldiers and further protect their lives. Can.

For this, it is not impossible to sacrifice all their lives.

As they marched, they did endless drudgery, ate the worst meals, carried the heaviest burdens, and suffered the worst treatment.

If you walk too fast, you will be beaten, if you walk too slowly, you will be beaten. If you carry too little, you will be beaten. If you carry too much, you will be beaten. In short, as long as the guards are in a bad mood, they will be beaten.

The beatings were very fierce, and they were often beaten to the point of splitting the flesh.

Because of such bad treatment and situation, often, while walking, a soldier who signed the army or a civilian husband in ragged clothes fell to the ground and could never get up again.

The companions were still sad and surprised at first, but soon they got used to it, and they became numb and felt nothing.

There is still a bit of popularity. After death, someone will help dig a hole and bury it. If there is no popularity, just leave it on the side of the road and let the dust return to the dust.

They were skinny, with sallow complexions, and they couldn't feel a tael of flesh all over their bodies, and they didn't know where the strength to pull heavy objects came from.

Spring, summer and autumn are nothing more, and the harsh winter will also hit their already weak bodies hard, making them more likely to face death.

So it is right for the family to place tablets on them from the moment they leave the house.

Because among them, the one who survived until the end of the war and returned home was truly the one chosen in a hundred.

Of course, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. Although the methods of resistance are different, there is never a shortage of people who try to fight for their lives in their own way.

Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of deserters in the army.

The large army of the Jin army is advancing, the number is large, the management is complicated and chaotic, and there is always a chance to escape.

Although the camps of the signatories and the civilians were always strictly guarded, there were always people in the army who were willing to do business to make more money.

Some signatories or civilian husbands have been conscripted many times, so they have the experience of escaping, and they will prepare some money to hide on their bodies before setting out, or they will silently hide some money from other places on the marching road.

When the time is right, these signatories and civilians will negotiate the price of letting them leave the barracks through their respective leaders and those who take care of them. let them go.

It is precisely because there are always people who try to escape, so gradually, the errands in charge of guarding the signing troops and the civilian camps have become fat errands.

Many soldiers who know how to do it give benefits to the Shangguan who is in charge of arranging the shift, and scramble to do this errand, while those who don't know how to do it just need to spend some money to give some benefits to the veterans, and then they will understand what is going on.

Then everyone incarnates as a brother and makes a fortune together.

When it gets dark, it is time for the guard soldiers to make a fortune.

The signing army and the civilian husband accompanied the smiling faces, nodded and bowed, and offered the money with both hands. The guards weighed the amount and looked at the number. If there was no problem, they waved their hands happily, made way for them, and let them go.

Sometimes such teams still have to line up, take their time one by one, and don't be in a hurry.

A group of lucky signing troops and civilian husbands ran away like this, galloping towards their hometown. As for whether they can return to their hometown alive, that is not something the guard soldiers need to care about.

Except the emperor really didn't know this kind of thing, don't the other superiors who have stayed in the army for a long time know the twists and turns here?
know clearly.

But they still allow such a thing to exist, and the larger the scale of signing troops and civilians, the happier they are.

Because the more people who want to escape, the more money they give and the more extra money they earn.

Why stop something that makes money?

Could it be that if it is stopped, can the emperor give a little more reward?

joke.

(End of this chapter)