Water Margin farming to become powerful

In the spring of the sixth year of Xuanhe's reign, the weather was obviously colder than last year.

The ice and snow on the plains melted under the sunlight during the day, and then froze again at night. They thawed and refrozen, leaving the plains looking dirty.

At this time, a little bit of red was added to the dirt, which was horrifying to see.

Wanyan Zongwang and a group of staff and generals walked on the battlefield, and corpses fell on the ground in the ice and snow.

Two-thirds of the corpses were surrendered troops of the Song Dynasty. Wanyan Zongwang did not even look at them. His regretful eyes only fell on the other third of the corpses.

Those were the Meng'an he brought from the Kingdom of Jin, the Jurchens and veterans of the Xi tribe who were fought in the ice and snow. Every one of them died. So many people died in one encounter. Wanyan Zongwang felt heartbroken just looking at them.

He knelt down and looked at the traces of the war on the ground.

Several lead bullets fell into the soil and were already freezing cold.

Wanyan Zongwang picked it up with his nails and carefully looked at the warhead that had deformed after hitting the bone.

At the beginning of the war, he did not expect that the Protector Army would be so powerful, but after three days of fighting, these Jurchens finally had some understanding of the Protector Army's strength.

After fifteen encounters, the Jurchens were completely defeated!

Wanyan Zongwang could imagine how shocked the people who heard the news would be.

A Jurchen officer under Wanyan Zongwang was the main force in this encounter. He was pressed in front of Wanyan Zongwang by several swordsmen and was directly pressed to the ground in preparation for beheading.

Wanyan Zongwang glanced at him, and the officer raised his head and suddenly spoke loudly in Jurchen language: "General, don't fight head-on with the protection army. Their firearms are too sharp. Our infantry will collapse in one battle!"

"If you dare to talk too much, keep me under arrest!"

The guards around Wanyan Zongwang were furious and wanted to arrest and behead the officer who had failed in the battle and spoke lies.

At this time Wanyan Zongwang suddenly raised his hand: "Please tell me carefully how they fought."

The officer was spared his life for a moment, and he knelt on the ground and told in detail how his baggage team was raided by the supervisory committee's protection army and the militia's birth protection team.

"Their bronze artillery carriages are designed to fight against dense groups. Once the Han infantry gathers, they will be a living target."

Wanyan Zongwang stood up and thought for a long time.

Then he waved his hand, and the Jurchen officer was dragged down again.

There were so many military orders on the battlefield that it was impossible not to be beheaded after losing so much baggage, and the officer was still shouting what he had just said while being dragged away.

Hearing what the officer had just described, the generals around Wanyan Zongwang were also quite surprised, with looks of horror on their faces.

They had heard Wanyan Zongbi describe the combat effectiveness of the Supervisory Committee before, but after all, they had never seen it with their own eyes, and they were not deeply impressed.

What's more, Wanyan Zongbi did not engage in a head-on battle with the Supervisory Council at all. He was only attacked after the unsuccessful attack on the city, and then was pushed back all the way.

All the Jurchens felt that the sixth prince was just an armchair warrior and his battlefield experience was of little significance.

The Supervisory Committee is good at sneak attacks, but how can it be a match for the Jurchen cavalry in frontal combat?

But when they actually fought with the Supervisory Committee in Liyang, they were surprised to find that the Supervisory Committee was indeed good at sneak attacks, and they seemed to be even stronger in frontal combat.

Barbed wire, musketeers, and bronze cannons all caught these Jurchens off guard.

Some Jurchen generals have even begun to waver. If they are sure that they cannot defeat them, why bother to engage in a major frontal battle? It is better to withdraw honorably while they have enough troops.

"General..." A general was about to give such a suggestion after careful consideration, but saw Wanyan Zongwang squatting on the ground again.He kept looking at the ruts on the ground, stretched out two fingers to press the ruts, and measured the depth. After a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"Why retreat? I want to have a good fight with this Supervisory Committee!"

He stood up and pointed to the ruts on the ground and said, "Look at the marks left by the wheels. Is their bronze cannon probably weighing more than 300 kilograms?"

"The infantry is equipped with bronze cannons. If they were in their hometown of Shandong, I still believe that they can move like the wind, but now they are in Hebei, the roads are not good, and the horses are not enough. No wonder they did not dare to fight us head-on for a long time! "

As soon as these words came out, all the Jurchen officers' eyes lit up.

Wanyan Zongwang looked to the east and said: "We have been preparing food and grass to hoard them for a war. This gave them an opportunity to transport supplies. Now we really understand that we have fallen into their trap!"

"Pass my order to press all the Han troops up and attract the Supervisory Committee's artillery shells. Don't they like to use firearms? Then let them use them. We Jurchens all mount their horses and harass the enemy's line as quickly as possible. We must let them Their footing is unstable, they fight when they have the chance, and run away when they don't, just like us hunting in the white mountains and black waters, our old job."

Hearing this, all the Jurchen officers had expressions of understanding on their faces. They could all imagine how much pressure such a general would put on the Supervisory Council in front of them.

Wanyan Zongwang also believed that as long as they got on the horse, the battlefield would be their Jurchens' world. What ability did this group of Han people have to compete with them in horse fighting?
For the past few days, he had been worrying about how to deal with the regular army of the Supervisory Committee. Now that he had finally figured out how to fight, Wanyan Zongwang couldn't help but feel happy.

He laughed and said: "Can you tell me whether their escort troops can defeat us Jurchens on horseback?"

All the Jurchen officers laughed loudly.

Riding on horses, can the Han beat the Jurchens?Isn't this a big joke?

Everyone admired him, and Wanyan Zongwang ignored the Han staff who were following behind him and went directly into the military tent to plan things.

All the Jurchens felt that they already had a chance to win.

Only the Han staff behind them looked at each other.

"Uh, did these Jurchens forget something?"

"Before, they said that it was impossible for the Han people to defeat the Jurchens in a land battle, but now it has become a horse battle..."

Another person quickly raised his finger to his mouth: "Friend, be silent, friend, be silent..."

At the end of March, more than ten days earlier than the Supervisory Council expected, the Jurchens suddenly launched a full-scale attack on the Supervisory Council's defense lines.

Such an attack was beyond the expectations of the staff of the Supervisory Committee. The resources for combat in the firearms era had not yet been fully delivered, and the mobilization between the various corps also encountered many problems due to the enemy's flexible cavalry attacks.

Suddenly, the protection force was severely attrited.

When the news was reported to Puzhou Qianzhi, all the staff officers became anxious and became ants on the hot pot.

"Master... do you want to retreat to the camp?"

Sun Xin is over 25 years old this year and looks much more mature.

The chief sergeant is responsible for the affairs of the sergeant. Generally, this kind of problem can be pushed to him, that is, the staff really can't choose which one is better among the two combat plans, so he can only let him do this. The top leader of the Supervisory Committee came to make the decision.

He stood in front of the map with his hands on his hips and said nothing. He turned around for a long time and said, "Don't retreat! If you retreat now, you will never be able to stand up again. This kind of training is necessary."

Looking at the officers who looked a little unconfident, Sun Xin sighed inwardly. His army indeed needed more training in the fire of war. The Jurchen cavalry raid method could possibly deal with the musketeers, provided they were in the mountains and rivers. Kabul is difficult enough to supply many supplies, but where is it now?
The hub of the Yellow River, the center of North China, with such transportation conditions, it would be too timid to be afraid of a cavalry attack.

Among all the people present, only he knew that his Protector Army could definitely withstand this threat, not to mention that the Protector Army cavalry would never be at a disadvantage against the Jurchen cavalry!

(End of this chapter)