Chapter 2295 The Guizi scroll cavalry stands out with the sound of swords and guns (1)
While Feng Ziying reprimanded Generals He Huchen and Yang Zhaoji, Mao Wenlong led his men and horses to trudge through the ice and snow outside the border wall.
Even though Mao Wenlong boasted that the nearly 10,000 elite men under his command were all trained by himself and had been battle-hardened for many years, they were no strangers to the ice and snow climate of Liaodong, but such a long journey was still a bit overwhelming.
After quietly sneaking out of Fushun Pass, the army could no longer receive support.
In the past, with Feng Ziying's order, we could get relief and supplies from various forts in Liaodong Town, but when we arrived at Fushun City, it was actually the last stop.
After Fushun Pass was breached, the entire section of the border wall had been reduced to ruins. Because it was within the Jurchens' sphere of influence in Jianzhou, Fushun Pass was easily besieged, so the Liaodong Army, which was in a retreating posture, simply deployed at Fushun Pass. Hundreds of people were used as the fulcrum of the police sentry. Instead of deploying heavy troops, Fushun City was built as the focus of defense.
In winter, the Hunhe River has long been frozen and covered with snow. There are almost no geographical landmarks that can be used for reference. We can only rely on a few guides brought from southern Liaoning and two local guides recruited from Fushun Pass to lead the way.
The guides who came from Liaonan were all sergeants of Mao Wenlong's army, but they were all from the Fushun Pass area. They had grown up here since childhood and were no strangers to the situation outside the border wall. Their father and brother also died at the hands of the Jianzhou Jurchens. Therefore, they have no objection at all to traveling thousands of miles to conquer the Jurchens in Jianzhou.
Not to mention the guides recruited by Fushun Pass. After fighting with the Jianzhou Jurchens for so many years, both the army and the people have become sworn enemies. They are naturally very excited to help Mao Wenlong sneak attack on the Jianzhou Jurchens.
"General, please look, this is the Hun River. Going further, it is the intersection of Suzi River and Hun River. Jiefan Village and Gule Village are both at the intersection of Hun River and Suzi River. The two villages are only about ten miles apart. , and further east along the Suzi River, about ten miles away, is Maldun Village, which is less than a hundred miles away from Hetuala."
The two local guides are uncle and nephew.
The young nephew is only in his early twenties. Even in such a cold weather, this guy is wrapped in a bearskin jacket and walks with great strength. Although he is bloated, his steps are strong and nimble, and he can climb mountains and ridges without hesitation. Much faster than Mao Wenlong's soldiers.
"Well, is there a state-building army in Maldun Village?" Mao Wenlong looked far into the distance. Under the white snow, there were sometimes dark mottled woods and exposed mountains mixed in, which looked extremely incongruous.
“Originally, there were seven or eight hundred people stationed there, but they should be gone now. The Jurchens in Jianzhou have all been mobilized. It is estimated that only Hetuala has troops stationed there.”
The older uncle shook his head. A deep arrow cluster wound passed through his cheek on his wrinkled old face, making the entire right half of his face look a little ferocious and asymmetrical.
"There are no Jianzhou troops in Jiefan Village and Gule Village?" Chen Jisheng was delighted when he heard this and asked quickly.
"Not necessarily. Jiefan Village and Gule Village are too close to our side. I remember last month when we came to take a look, we all saw smoke from cooking in Gule Village, but we didn't dare to get too close. Jiefan Village It should be about the same, there is probably a garrison, but it will definitely not be many, that is, about thirty or fifty people. They are used by Jianzhou to spy on and warn us, similar to our use at Fushun Pass."
The uncle and nephew, whose surname is Song, are from a family of Liaodong Army scouts. They are very familiar with the geographical terrain from Crow Falcon Pass to Guangshun Pass. Although Mao Wenlong's group of local soldiers are also familiar with the situation, compared with the professional , still too far behind.
“Oh? Were you here last month?” Chen Liangce also cheered up. “How many people were there in the Jianzhou Army stationed in Jiefan Village and Gule Village?”
"The maximum number of people is about three hundred to five hundred, and the maximum number of people in Gule Village is nearly a thousand, but that situation is rare. The Jianzhou Army is different from ours. Except for a few who are standing troops, the rest of the army is Most of them are temporarily recruited and formed into an army after a period of training. However, these Jurchens usually make a living by herding and hunting, and a few also farm some land. They are trained basically every year, so their combat effectiveness is not bad when they are temporarily recruited. .”
The elder Song Hong replied.
"Old Song, we are going to cross the Hun River and plan to take a rest at Jiefan Village. Then we must capture Jiefan Village and Gule Village. What do you think we should do?" Chen Jisheng asked: "Over there at Mardun Village Do we need to do anything?”
Song Hong's cheeks twitched and he thought intently, "If you want to cross the river, you will inevitably alert the scouting horses of Jiefan Village and Gule Village. It will definitely not work if you don't deal with the troops stationed in these two places. But now Daishan's army is stationed in Sancha Erbao, so the importance of this side has declined, and the security is definitely not as strict as before. It is very simple to capture. You can ignore the Ma'erdun Village and just set up one or two hidden sentries along the line. Anyone who comes to contact us should go ahead. Behead and detain, we won’t stay here in Jiefan Village for long anyway.”
It was an established strategy to take a short rest at Jiefan Village. After walking for hundreds of miles in the ice and snow, the soldiers would be overwhelmed if there was no chance to rest. So they had to choose between Jiefan Village and Gule Village.
Then the next step was a long-distance attack of more than 150 miles from Jiefan Village to Fu'an Fort.
Taking Fu'an Fort was like driving a nail into the back of the Jiangzhou Army along the Pan River.
In this way, not only can the Juniper Department in the Tieling Acropolis be coordinated, but it is also equivalent to reaching directly behind the Daishan Department stationed at Huabaochong and Sanchaerbao. If the Northern Front Army can launch an attack in time, it will be equivalent to attacking Daishan Department. The good department came to attack from both front and back.
Of course this is just an ideal idea, and it is hard to say whether it can be achieved.
"Well, Gule Village and Jiefan Village need to be captured together. Chenglu, I'll leave this matter to you. How about it?" Mao Wenlong stared at the young man beside him. This is his adopted son Mao Chenglu. He is also the most valued younger generation. He is only twenty years old, but he has been following him in the army for more than ten years. He has followed him since he was eight years old. Now he leads his own soldiers and scouts.
“Father, don’t worry, just leave this matter to Chenglu.” Mao Chenglu was also very calm. Faced with such a task that could be a great achievement or a trap, he was not timid at all, but he was not arrogant at all.
"Well, you have always been experienced in doing things. You should understand the importance of taking down Jiefan Village and Gule Village this time, and you must do it well." Mao Wenlong nodded. He was still very relieved about his adopted son, who had the air of a general. But he was smart and courageous, "Old Song, you and your nephew will have to work hard here. After this incident, I will definitely report it to Master Ming. No one can erase this contribution."
Old Song grinned and said nothing, but Xiao Song was inexplicably excited, "I heard that Governor Little Feng is famous all over Kyoto, and his father is the original Governor Feng. This time the son will succeed in his father's business, and he will definitely make his eldest Jurchen brother fall to pieces. When the time comes, can your lord recommend someone to serve as a soldier next to Commander Xiao Feng?"
Mao Wenlong was stunned and laughed loudly, "You are a funny guy, and your speech is a bit literate. Have you been studying for a few years? You don't want to get promoted and make a fortune, but you actually want to join Commander Xiao Feng and become a military governor. It's okay, this Liaodong Town There is no place in the wilderness that can be compared with Commander Xiao Feng’s side. Okay, I will allow you. As long as you make great achievements and survive this time, I will risk my life and send you to Commander Xiao Feng’s side. !”
Xiao Song smiled shyly, "I know a few words from the accountant in the army, and I know that the capital city is a good place for us to wait on Monday. If we have never been there in this life, we will not be able to rest in peace even if we die there. …”
"Haha, boy, your knowledge is very limited. The capital city is certainly not bad, but how can you know about the luxury of Jiangnan? Suzhou and Hangzhou are better than heaven, riding a crane down to Yangzhou, Jinling is better than Jiangnan, that's a lot. Well, boy, as long as you dare to fight for your life, there will be a lot of glory and wealth waiting for you in the future. This battle is the battle for Little Governor Feng to become famous. You have a good fight!" Mao Wenlong looked back at his brothers and said in a deep voice. Said: "Even this kid understands this truth. If you are still timid, you will have to work hard in the ice and snow for the rest of your life. Fortune is in the sky, it depends on whether you dare to fight!"
Mao Wenlong’s sonorous and fierce words aroused everyone’s enthusiasm.
Now everyone has no way to retreat except Fushun Pass. There is only one way to go to the dark, capture Jiefan Village and Gule Village, cross the Hun River in one breath, seize Fu'an Fort, and let the Jianzhou Army attack from behind. Only by breaking the backbone of the Jianzhou Army with a sharp knife can he avoid the same fate as the Juniper Department.
"Mao Chenglu, what are you waiting for? I will give you one day. From now on, the personal camp and the scout camp are all under your control. At this time tomorrow, I will see the army entering Jiefan Village and Gule Village!"
“Yes!” Mao Chenglu and Chen Shengying said: “Father, don’t worry. Please listen to the good news about your son tomorrow.”
Soon the army began to adjust its marching queue, and Mao Chenglu quickly pulled out the scout camp and asked Song Hong's uncle and nephew to introduce the entire situation to the scout camp, roughly knowing the basic layout and possible existence of the entire Jiefan Village and Gule Village. Potentially dangerous points, a plan to seize the second village was quickly formulated.
The most important thing here is to prevent the news from leaking. There are not many soldiers stationed in the second village, so taking it is not a problem. Cutting off their contact with the outside world and allowing the army to rest for a day or two is the most important thing.
Mao Chenglu was also a decisive person. After making arrangements, he immediately led the scout team to set off first, and then ordered part of the personal army battalion to follow, while the remaining personal army battalions came from the outside to cut off the possibility of fish slipping through the net.
(End of this chapter)