Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 400 Marching to raise morale

Of course Wanyan Zonghan wanted to take it far away, no matter how you looked at it, it was extremely easy to swallow.

But he didn't dare, he was a little scared.

The last time Shen Cong slashed him was not a joke, he is no longer qualified to go to the battlefield.

Belt shoulders, shoulder straps.

The last time Shen Cong slashed his waist, and now he can't use his waist at all, and he has lost the possibility of going to the battlefield with his sword.

It is completely impossible to take revenge. Shen Cong and the emperor who left him scars have already retreated to Bianjing City, and they seem to have no intention of coming out in the near future.

As for whether the Kingdom of Jin can defeat the Kingdom of Song?

Wanyan Zonghan considered this issue with a desperate attitude, and even the strategic goal of Yunzhong Road this time, he found it very difficult.

Because the Song people we are facing today are no longer the group of Song soldiers who fled at the wind and surrendered in case of battle. Now the tenacity shown by the Song people is no different from that of the Jin people.

The Battle of Minbao is a good example.

Even the group of thieves with the army, the forbidden army with words carved on their faces, the targets of their random humiliation in the past, suddenly appeared, or from the grass, or from the secret road, and took the lives of the golden soldiers.

Wanyan Zonghan was scared, he wanted to go back to Huanglong Mansion for the elderly, or Huining Mansion would also be fine.

Yang Zongmin never expected that he would fail as a bait!

However, his failure as a bait did not affect the situation of the battle, because Li Yanxian, leading the support of [-] victorious troops from Beigukou, had already arrived in Wucheng.

Wucheng is a military fort, let's go to Wucheng to hit the iron plate instead of fighting in Yuanbao, which looks better?
Zhao Huan didn't just let the northern frontier army resist the Jin soldiers, he sent out [-] Jiesheng troops and [-] Hejian soldiers, led by Zhang Shuye and Zhu Xiaosun, to march towards Juyongguan.

This group of soldiers brought Song's extremely sophisticated new weapons, decisive battle chariots and giant catapults.

The muskets were not yet ready for use, but there were already dozens of unconscionable cannons—the tribulus cannons, and the ammunition was continuously transported to the front line.

The accuracy of this kind of gun depends entirely on faith, and we can only be sure that it will hit the front.But this is completely enough in the battle of defending the city.

The Northern soldiers don't need to wait too long, as long as they can hold on until the heavy snow falls, the strength of the Great Song Dynasty will be fully arrived.

Zhao Huan left [-] Hejian troops to guard Bianjingcang.

If necessary, he can take [-] Hejian troops northward at any time.

Is it reliable to leave only [-] soldiers in Bianjing?
Zhao Huan felt very stable.

If it really doesn't work, let Zongze lead the Jinghu Yijun King Qin who he trained, Zongze is Kong Yanzhou who was captured by an army of 200 million on Jinghu North Road.

Zhao Huan now has a lot of cards in his hand, and he is not as embarrassed as he was at the beginning of the year. He needs to burn the boat to survive.

Wanyan Zonghan's anxiety is getting worse and worse, the city of Wucheng is even more difficult to chew than the original Taiyuan!

Because he was besieging Taiyuan City, Yan Zonghan was still able to encircle and fight Wucheng. Because he came to Yuanbao and Dajingmenguan, he might cut them off at any time.

Why don't you try coming to Far Castle?
Wanyan Zonghan's eyes turned to the Laiyuan Fort built halfway up the mountain. It seemed that there was the only gap there, and of course it looked more like a trap.

On the prairie, Wang Ting's newly launched army brought nearly [-] auxiliary troops.

The horses that these auxiliary troops rode were the same as them, they were inferior grassland horses. They couldn't get up to speed fast, but the victory was long-lasting.

These auxiliary troops were all Khitan civilians brought over by Long Xijin.

Of course they can be fooled, but in essence, the Khitan people also want to go where the Jiesheng army is going.

Yelu Dashi didn't take them there, but now the people of Song Dynasty took them there.

And it was still in the name of Yelu Yujian, why didn't they go?
Even if they knew that the Dragon Sikkim belt was fake, they were still willing to believe it was real.

Every country has a group of people who are willing to give their lives for their country and take it for granted.

When the country is broken and the people are dying, there is nothing to do. When Wang Ting gave them a chance, they wore not very heavy leather armor, carried the hatred of other clansmen, and arrows and crossbows that they barely put together, and followed Wang Ting on the road up.

Lin Youyu was riding a poor black and white horse, her little face was flushed from the cold, but she still sang loudly with high spirits.

"After the end of the floating clouds, he came out to join the army. And relying on the anger of the emperor, he leaned on the general again. Thousands of drums thundered on the ground, and thousands of flags and fires made wind. The sun's wheel stood in the frost, and the moon hung on the bow."

"Qinghai is full of clouds, and Black Mountain's soldiers are full of anger. The battle is too high, and the head is empty after the battle. Thousands of miles are not hesitant to die, and once you succeed. Laugh at the scribes, how poor is the past. The ancients did not know this way, and often became old men. "

Lin Youyu's light voice wafted across the grassland, and the soldiers listened attentively. Although they couldn't understand the meaning, the sweetness of the song was enough.

"Supervisor Lin, your tune is very good, but our soldiers are a bunch of rough men, and we can't listen to such polite things." A soldier shouted loudly.

Another soldier responded and said, "You fool! You can listen to some songs well, but you can also pick and choose. If you have the ability, you can sing one."

The soldier's ridicule caused everyone to laugh.

Wang Ting shook his head. He could understand the poem, but most of the soldiers were illiterate, so it would be nice if they could hear the general meaning.

He suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "Miss Lin, I sang this high-quality poem to soldiers, but they couldn't understand it. Soldiers don't understand this. But someone learned a song and taught it to them." , I don’t know if they forgot or not.”

"General Wang, let's start!" The soldiers started booing, the general taught a lot of songs, of course they didn't forget them.

Wang Jin nodded, and shouted loudly: "Smoke up, look north! Get up!"

"The smoke rises, and the mountains and rivers look north. The dragon flag rolls up, the horse neighs, the sword is like frost, and the heart is like the Yellow River. In 20 years, who can resist."

"Mad with hatred, where the long sword is directed, how many loyal souls of brothers and sisters are buried in their hometowns, why should they die a hundred times to serve their family and country. I can't help but sigh, and I am speechless, with blood and tears in my eyes."

"Horseshoes go south, people look north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying. I am willing to defend the land and open up the frontiers. The majestic China will let the Quartet, come and congratulate!"

The loud and deep singing voice was flying wantonly on the grassland, even the Khitan's auxiliary army raised their heads and showed envious eyes.

They don't know this song, but they can understand the meaning. They hope that they have officials and generals like Song Dynasty, but their emperor is Yelu Yanxi, and their general is Yelu Dashi.

After a song was sung, the faces of the soldiers turned red, the enthusiasm was excited, and the morale was boosted.

After all, marching in heavy snow, not being able to see the swamps, abnormal downsizing from time to time, not seeing the end of the road, and people falling behind at any time are all important factors that affect morale.

Wang Tin's preparations were very good, and he had long thought of the many obstacles on the march. Although it was difficult, he was almost there.

After Lin Youyu listened, she covered her face and said with a chuckle: "General Wang, this poem is not neat, and there is no name for the poem. Who made it? It seems that it is a person with dissonant rhythm."

"The person who composed the music is a capable person. Although the composition of this song is a bit strange, it sounds very good when it is sung."

Wang Ting burst out laughing, and after a long laugh, he stopped and said, "This word is written by the official's essay. It was written the night before the official returned to Bianjing from Datong Mansion. The person who composed the music is Li Qingzhao, who is famous in Bianjing. Master Li from Beijing."

"Later, when it was sung on Yunzhong Road, the soldiers all learned the lyrics. It's actually quite nice."

Lin Youyu had a clear expression, so it was so.

When officials write poems and lyrics, probably no one dares to correct them, that's why the words look like this, but when the soldiers sing, they must be able to understand themselves.

A scout on horseback slapped the butt of the horse quickly, and ran in front of Wang Tin as fast as he could, and said out of breath, "Huanglong Mansion is here! It's less than fifty miles away! It's a day's journey!"

"Prepare for battle!" Wang Jin roared angrily, and the soldiers who had been a little sluggish just now sat up straight on their horseback.

　Does the emperor copy the lyrics count as copying?Absolutely not!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)