All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 276: Although there are many Han men, none of them is redundant

"Marshal, drink some water."

Wanyan Xieye, whose clothes were in tatters and whose face was covered in dust, took the mountain spring water brought by his personal guards and drank it all in a hurry.

His burning throat felt much better. He sat on a rock and stared blankly at the tired soldiers around him.

The soldiers were exhausted and demoralized.

Many people were without water or food, and the morale of the army was close to collapse.

"Ali Chu." He turned to ask Meng'an, the personal guard beside him, "What is this place?"

"Marshal, the locals say this place is called Bear Killing Ridge."

"Shaxiong Ridge." Wanyan Xieye looked at the crowd of people that almost filled his field of vision at the foot of the mountain, and muttered to himself, "Is this where I will be buried?"

Nianhan and others fled from the battlefield, abandoning Wanyan Xieye as a shield.

Although he successfully withdrew from the battlefield and abandoned his horse and crossed the mountain from Baijing Village, he also put Wanyan Xie to death.

After fighting desperately all the way, Wanyan Xie finally reached Shaxiong Ridge, but he could no longer escape.

"Greetings, Great King~~~"

In the camp at the foot of the mountain, Yue Fei, the commander of the Xiangzhou Camp, who had arrived exhausted from the journey, saluted Chen Ran.

Chen Ran immediately asked, "How many gold men are left?"

Yue Fei and Han Shizhong, who blocked the northern passage, were not mediocre people who only knew how to defend themselves and wait for help.

After learning that the king's main force had arrived, he quickly dispatched troops from Shiling Pass, intending to attack the Jin soldiers who were trapped in the narrow mountain area.

They met Nianhan and others who had fled to Baijingzhai, and a fierce battle ensued.

"We have killed more than 4,000 Jin soldiers and captured more than 1,300, most of whom are Han soldiers." Yue Fei responded in a deep voice, "All the horses and baggage of the Jin soldiers have been seized. Commander Han has led his troops over the mountains to pursue them."

"The Fuyan Road has many mountains and valleys, so it is more suitable for the soldiers there to fight over the mountains." Chen Ran nodded in approval, "I will remember all your contributions, and I will reward you according to your merits after the war."

"As for the prisoners."

Chen Ran thought of the villages and towns in Taiyuan Prefecture that had been ravaged by the disaster, and immediately ordered, "Drag them to the foot of the Bear Killing Ridge and chop them all down."

"Leader!"

"Your Majesty." Qu Duan stepped out and saluted. "If we kill the prisoners, I'm afraid the Jin people on the mountain will fight to the death."

"Let them fight to the death!" Chen Ran said sternly, "Don't you think the number of the barbarians is too large?"

Not to mention those detained in Datong Prefecture, the various barbarians who followed Chen Ran alone numbered tens of thousands.

He wanted to kill two birds with one stone and at the same time destroy the Jin people, while reducing the number of the northern barbarians as much as possible.

Forcing the Jin people at Shaxiongling to fight to the death was also a way to consume their resources.

Before Qu Duan finished speaking, "Your Majesty, there are many northern Han people in the Han army. It would be better to recruit them and use them when we attack Yanyun in the north."

The environment and history of the Baishan Heishui area are very complex.

For thousands of years, countless tribes have lived here together, and conflicts between them have resulted in a very high level of military ability, but the internal situation is very chaotic.

The so-called Han army is not only composed of Han people, but also people from other tribes.

These northern Han people, who have lived in the land of barbarians for a long time, actually look down on those wimps in the south who only know how to read the books of sages.

"You think they are Han people from the north, but they don't regard you as Han people!"

Chen Ran shook his head slightly. "When they massacred villages and towns, they never showed mercy."

"If you want them to recognize you, you can't rely on shouting 'Saint Cloud~~~' but on your fists!"

"No matter how hard your mouth is, it can't withstand the blow of a fist."

The attack on Shaxiongling began the next day.

In fact, according to the orthodox tactics, the enemy should be surrounded and cut off from water and food, and the enemy troops on the mountains would collapse on their own.

But Chen Ran's main purpose was to consume those barbarians' cannon fodder, so he naturally would not continue the siege for long.

The sounds of trumpets, drums, suonas and other instruments were deafening.

There were thousands of flags fluttering in the air, including the ya flag, the gate flag, the five-direction flag, the five-color flag, the signal flag, and so on.

The departure point was filled with all kinds of armor, weapons, silk, grain, money, rhubarb, tea, salt and other supplies.

Chen Ran, who was on horseback, shouted to the tribal leaders who were about to launch an attack, "I only want the head of the Jin man! Bring me the head of the Jin man and you will get a reward! These things are all prepared for you. Whether you have the ability to bring it back to the tribe depends on you."

There are naturally a lot of minerals on the grassland, but the nomadic tribes do not know how to mine and smelt them.

They have an unimaginable desire for any iron tool.

Especially things like iron pots, armor, and iron weapons.

If you own one on the grassland, it will be like a family heirloom.

Ordinary herdsmen are not as imagined, eating beef, mutton and drinking horse milk every day. Only the nobles and warriors in the tribe are qualified to eat these things for a long time.

Under normal circumstances, herders' food comes either from hunting and drinking milk, or from growing crops.

Crops can indeed be grown on the grassland, but the yield is very surprising, sometimes even less than the amount of seeds.

Food has become an important imported commodity for the tribes.

Correspondingly, cloth and silk are also hard currency.

As for the tea leaves that can relieve greasiness, the indispensable salt, the rhubarb that is known as a miracle drug, and other materials, they are all the favorites of the grassland tribes. On the contrary, only the nobles like money and other things.

Now these things were right in front of them waiting for them to take them, which undoubtedly boosted their morale.

With red eyes, the herdsmen shouted and rushed up to Shaxiong Ridge under the rain of arrows from the Jin army, engaging in a desperate battle with the Jin army.

The battle was extremely brutal. Knowing that the Jin people would not accept surrendered soldiers, they fought madly and fiercely before their death. The area from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountainside was almost covered with corpses of both sides.

Chen Ran just watched from his horse.

Although there are many Han men, none of them is redundant.

Especially those heroes who have the courage to fight against the barbarians, we must protect them as much as possible.

Let these heroes return home alive and give birth to brave offspring.

Instead, all the brave people died in the battle, leaving only those who surrendered and whose descendants will live forever!

The fierce battle lasted from morning till sunset.

Just by visual estimation, there were tens of thousands of corpses from both sides at Shaxiong Ridge.

The corpses of the Jin people were all headless and were all brought back in exchange for supplies.

The most popular item was armor. These captured armors were exchanged for one set of armor, which was equivalent to Chen Ran using the Jin people's things to exchange for their lives.

In addition to armor, there were also sophisticated weapons and iron arrows, all of which were captured from the Jin people.

The tribal nobles were not stupid. They knew that force was the cornerstone of protecting their tribe, so the main items they exchanged were armor and weapons.

As for the losses, their military strength has increased, and they have plenty of people to annex other tribes after returning to the grassland.

Only a small number of people choose to exchange for luxury goods such as iron pots, tea, salt, and rhubarb.

One after another, tribes, famous or unknown, were thrown into the battlefield, like waves surging one after another.

The Jin people had shot all their arrows, cut off their weapons, damaged their armor, burned their flags, and smashed their horns.

With no way out, they chose to fight to the death.

Just before the sunset disappeared behind the mountains, a tribe from Shiwei finally rushed to the top of the mountain, wiped out the last group of Jin people, and found the body of Wanyan Xieye.

"Only corpses?" Chen Ran looked around and said, "Military merit is calculated based on the number of heads. If there are no heads, it will be very difficult for me to deal with it~~~"

The golden helmet, the big flag and the gold marching medal were enough to prove his identity, but Chen Ran still wanted to confirm it to avoid missing anything.

The people in the tribe were also very upset. They had made great contributions, but
"Found it, found it~~~"

Amid the cheers, people from another tribe came running over happily holding up Wanyan Xieye's head to claim credit.

"This guy committed suicide. The guards cut off his head and buried it in the ground."

No matter who you are, no one wants to have his head chopped off and used as a military exhibition.

Wanyan Xieye knew he had no way out, so he simply committed suicide and buried his head.

Unexpectedly, it was eventually dug out by someone.

The two tribes, which had found the corpse and the head respectively, immediately started to quarrel and compete for the credit.

Chen Ran watched with a smile, and when both sides had already drawn their swords to fight, he spoke out to stop them, "How about this, each of us will split the credit in half."

Naturally, no one is satisfied with this method of distribution. Since Chen Ran has spoken, there is no other way.

There is no doubt that the hatred between the two tribes was born.

After the war, the results were counted and it was found that more than 10,000 Jin troops were killed in this battle.

In addition to the Wanhu of Xieye's own tribe, there are also the remnants of Wanyan Zongjun.

Including the results of the battle at Shiling Pass and the Khitan surrendered soldiers led by Yelu Yudu, the number of enemies killed had exceeded 20,000.

Most of these are armored combat soldiers, not auxiliary soldiers or civilian laborers.

For the Jin people, whose population was already small, such a loss was already a serious blow.

"Go back to Taiyuan and wait for Han Liangchen to come back."

Han Shizhong led thousands of troops to hunt down Nianhan (Wanyan Zonghan). If this were placed in the world of history books, it would be simply unbelievable.

In history, Nianhan defeated hundreds of thousands of Western troops.

Now, their morale is extremely low, they lack logistical supplies, the soldiers are exhausted, they are not used to the climate and water, and diseases are rampant. In every aspect, they are a defeated army.

Even someone as strong as Nianhan had no way of launching a counterattack and could only leave behind small groups of troops to block the enemy.

But as morale became increasingly low and the soldiers refused to cover the retreat, Nianhan could only sigh and run away as fast as he could.

At the critical moment, it was Yin Shuke who stood up and brought his hereditary Meng'an to block Han Shizhong, buying time for Nianhan and others to escape.

As for the result, Yin Shuke's entire army was wiped out, and he himself died in the battle and went to find his old partner Lou Shi.

Han Shizhong captured five or six thousand men and returned to Taiyuan City in high spirits.

Nianhan and his companions crossed mountains and rivers and fled back to Yanyun like beggars.

The number of people who got lost, fell behind, died of illness, or were abandoned along the way is too numerous to count.

In the end, only less than 10,000 people returned to Yanyun.

There were nine thousand men in the Western Army, but since Chen Ran raided Wanyan Loushi, only less than ten thousand of them escaped!

(End of this chapter)