Chapter 418: Impotent Rage

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The north bank of the Jin River.

The Beidi soldiers were crossing the river. They used neither boats nor rafts, but a special crossing tool - sheepskin rafts.

After Ling Xiliang sent the third prince back, they started to make sheepskin rafts.

The purpose was to cross the Jin River from the Hetao Plain to the south and attack the Dasong Northern Expedition Army by surprise.

They did not build warships because they were worried that the plan to go south would be discovered by Dasong's spies.

They did not use rafts temporarily because rafts could not carry heavy objects, such as artillery.

However, sheepskin rafts are not easy to be discovered by the enemy and can carry heavy objects.

This kind of raft has existed since ancient times, and the manufacturing process requires very high slaughtering skills.

A whole sheepskin must be cut perfectly without any damage.

Then the sheepskin is dehaired, blown to expand the leather tire, and then a small amount of clear oil, salt and water are poured in. The head, tail and limbs of the leather tire are tied tightly and dried for a period of time.

Finally, the wood is trapped on the sheepskin tire with hemp rope.

Previously, the Jin River was guarded by the Ma family navy, and this kind of raft was tantamount to seeking death against warships.

But now, they don’t have to worry about anything, just cross the river.

Even so, facing the Jin River, which is three or four miles wide and has turbulent water, it is still difficult for them to cross the river.

And this is the narrowest part of the Jin River in Yongzhou.

At present, they have 100 sheepskin rafts.

The smallest sheepskin raft is made of 40 sheepskins and can carry 20 people at a time.

The largest sheepskin raft has 600 sheepskins and can carry 200 people, or six cannons, or 80 war horses, about 30,000 catties.

However, the largest sheepskin raft is still a medium-sized sheepskin raft made of 100 sheepskins.

Even so, in order to make these sheepskin rafts, they also slaughtered 80,000 to 90,000 sheep.

After all, the skins will not be cut so completely on the grassland at ordinary times.

But even so, nearly half of the 70,000 to 90,000 sheep failed to be cut.

This is also the reason why they only had more than 100 sheepskin rafts in the end.

If there are more, the grassland will not be able to bear it.

After all, cattle and sheep are precious assets of the grassland people.

"Plop!" There was a loud sound of heavy objects falling into the water on the busy river surface.

Tiemu Ta has been supervising the soldiers crossing the river.

He turned his head and saw that a sheepskin raft made of 300 sheepskins had dispersed.

The sheepskins flowed on the turbid river surface.

He remembered that there was a cannon and 50 soldiers on the sheepskin raft.

"Damn it!" Tiemu Ta cursed, "Kill all the slaves who checked this sheepskin raft."

In order to ensure the safety of the cannon, every time the sheepskin raft came back from crossing the river, it had to be checked again, and it would continue to carry goods if there was no problem.

Now a cannon fell into the Jin River, the sheepskin raft was broken, and 50 soldiers were swallowed by the river. His heart was bleeding.

Even if all the sheepskin rafts were busy, the number of Beidi soldiers who could reach the opposite side every day would be less than 20,000.

The sheepskin raft was damaged, and their speed of crossing the troops had to slow down again, not to mention that they had a lot of baggage.

If they delay, it will affect their plan to encircle the Northern Expedition Army of Dasong with Xiliang.

After receiving his order, a general rode away, and soon several screams were heard.

Temuta was still angry, and at this time a cavalryman came to him, "Temuda, your Majesty, the Khan summoned you."

Nodding, Temuta turned his horse back and came to the golden tent on the river bank.

"How many soldiers have passed now?" Mule Hongzhen leaned on the chair, looking lazy.

"Reply to the Khan, since the last time someone from Xiancheng asked, another 30,000 soldiers, 80 cannons, and 3,000 war horses have passed. Now there are 130,000 soldiers, 50,000 war horses, and 196 cannons on the south bank." Temuta said.

Mule Hongzhen frowned.

This time, the Beidi army that crossed the river to the south of Weicheng totaled 300,000.

So barely less than half of them passed.

He said, "It's too slow. From today on, we will cross the river day and night, and the sheepskin rafts can carry as many people as possible, as long as they don't sink to the bottom of the water."

"But if that's the case, I'm afraid many soldiers will drown." Temu Ta was a little worried.

"How can we be soft-hearted when marching and fighting? If we can destroy the Northern Expedition Army of Dasong in one fell swoop this time, drowning a few people is nothing." Mule Hongzhen said angrily.

"Yes, father Khan!" Temu Ta lowered his head to receive the training.

Changing to a half-lying position, he said again: "You should send someone to tell Ulan Ba ​​immediately that he can lead the Goryeo navy south. At that time, I want to see whether the King of Yan will save Yanzhou or his father."

It will take about ten days to rush to Goryeo from here without stopping.

By then, most of the Beidi troops will have crossed the river.

This war can really begin. They will destroy the Northern Expedition Army of Dasong in the west.

Ulan Ba ​​will destroy the King of Yan in the east!

Then, he ordered a royal tent at the foot of Yinshan Mountain to set out and go out of Xiaoguan via Xiliang.

In this way, the situation of attacking from both north and south will be formed.

"Emperor Dasong, let's see whose sword is sharper this time." Mule Hongzhen looked to the south and sneered.

...

North of Yanshan Mountain.

Enke fled for a day and a night and returned to the grassland where the black iron royal tent was.

At this time, there were only 3,000 people left with him. The remaining soldiers and horses were either dead, fled, or did not keep up.

"Ah..."

Looking back at Yanshan Road, Enke clenched his fist with all his strength and let out a shrill scream.

At this moment, he finally understood that his father was not cowardly, but just like the disastrous defeat he suffered at Qingfengkou, he was unwilling to be defeated by the King of Yan.

To every Beidi, Beidi is a wolf and Dasong is a sheep.

Beidi has long been full of contempt for Dasong, and regards Dasong's territory as a piece of fat meat that will be swallowed sooner or later.

But now, this group of sheep has been defeated by them under the leadership of King Yan.

A wolf was defeated by a sheep, and even the four words "great shame and humiliation" could not describe his current mood.

"King, what should we do now!" Gordan and the other two wolf records cast their eyes on Enko.

They had never seen a panic look on Enko's face, but this time they saw it.

"Invading Yan County is the death order given to us by the Khan. Even if there is only one person left in the Black Iron King's tent, we must carry it out to the end." Enko's eyes suddenly became firm again.

After a pause, he continued: "Even if we can't invade Yan County, even if we have to pay life for life, we must continue to kill King Yan's soldiers. King Yan has only 120,000 soldiers. If some die, there will be fewer, and King Ulanba's chance of winning will be greater."

"Yes, King!" Gordan and others said.

Enko nodded, "Give you three days to rest, and after three days, we will attack Qingfengkou again."

Everyone said yes.

Gordan and others escorted Enko back to the king's tent, and then they split into several groups and went back to their own tribes to rest. Gordan led 500 cavalrymen from his tribe and went directly to his tribe.

Gradually entering the depths of the grassland, when passing a small tribal pasture, he suddenly saw a faint green smoke not far away, and felt a little strange. He said, "You guys go and have a look."

Three cavalrymen responded and went away. Not long after, the three cavalrymen returned in fear. One cavalryman said, "Lord Langlu, all the people in the Keqin tribe are dead, their cattle and sheep are gone, and the tents are all burned!"

"What!" Gordan was shocked when he heard this, and he immediately rode his horse to the Keqin tribe.

When he got closer, he saw a horrible scene that he had never seen in his life. At this moment, all the tents of the Keqin tribe were burned, and charred bodies could be seen in the black ashes.

"Who did this! Who did this?" Gordan screamed like a madman.

He was not unfamiliar with this scene. During the autumn hunting, they often killed all the villagers in Yanjun Village and set their huts on fire.

Every time they did this, they felt that the blood in their bodies was burning and the wildness in their hearts was boiling.

But now, they saw the Beidi people from their own tribe, and they suddenly felt like they had fallen into a thousand-year-old cold pond.

"Go to our tribe immediately." Gordan vented for a while, and suddenly thought of something, and the hair on his body stood up.

He was about to lead his troops to continue to the north, when he suddenly saw Langlu Midai and the cavalry of the tribe galloping towards them.

Midai's eyes were red, and he came to Gordan and said to him: "Gordan, my tribe is over, my wife is all dead! Our Black Iron King's Tent is over."

Gordan was hit hard when he heard this.

He felt as if his body was petrified, and a bad premonition swept his mind.