After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Chapter 137 Big Counterattack

On the 30th day of the first lunar month in the seventh year of Jiayou, the Xiangqing Army of Western Xia completed its rest in Pingxia City of the Song Dynasty and immediately marched south.

By the end of February, they successively captured Dingchuan and Sanchuan, two camps under the jurisdiction of Zhenrong Army. Wherever the troops went, the Song army was in panic and fled for thousands of miles.

After the news spread in twists and turns, the emperor, his ministers and the people of the Song Dynasty fell into silence and despair.

Especially the names of Dingchuan and Sanchuan, which made them feel a little uneasy.

Because the Battle of Sanchuankou and the Battle of Dingchuanzhai in the First Song-Xia War took place here.

More than a decade has passed in a flash, but the pain and fear of the First World War cannot be erased.

Under the influence of this atmosphere, the court's tolerance for Han Ming finally dropped to the lowest level.

The incident of the "Twelve Golden Medals" that happened to Yue Wumu in later generations was repeated in Han Ming.

Emperor Renzong sent dozens of orders to the front line, but he couldn't find anyone to receive them except Xue Xiang.

Including the Duke of Ying who was sent for support and Chen Han, the original transport envoy of Qinfeng Road, they all seemed to have disappeared without a trace and no one could be found.

The military defense zone of Qinfeng Road was like a decoration and was repeatedly ravaged by the Western Xia army.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there were no signs of civilians staying in these defense zones, preventing the Xixia people from turning their butcher knives against the civilians of the Song Dynasty again.

On March 15th, the Western Xia army led its army to capture Guyuan, the capital of the Zhenrong Army, and then stopped moving south. Instead, it turned southwest and stationed in Deshengzhai, the Deshun Army of the Song Dynasty.

Deshengzhai was one of the four villages outside the mountains (Liupan Mountain) of Weizhou (now Pingliang, Gansu) in the Song Dynasty.

It was built in the sixth year of Emperor Renzong's Tiansheng reign (1028) and served as a border fort.

It is eighty li to the southeast of Jun, ten li to the east of Liwu Fort, ten li to the west of Bianhao, seventy li to the south of Longgan City, twenty li to the north of Huaiyuan City, and one hundred and fifty li to the west of Jiewachuanhui.

The most important thing is that fifty miles south of this village is the famous Haoshuichuan River throughout the Song Dynasty.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan brought his generals and light cavalry to Haoshuichuan. Looking at the overflowing river, he couldn't help but recall his high spirits many years ago.

"Xia Shuo has never been so proud, and Han Zhang is not surprising enough. The river is full of dragon and tiger chariots, and they are still talking about military strategies."

Zhang Yuan stroked his beard and sighed with a smile, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

The soldiers and generals behind him naturally knew the legendary experience of their lord, and also knew the origin of this poem. They could not help but look at each other and sigh.

"In those days, the late emperor and I drank together here. The late emperor asked, 'Sir, do you know if the Song army has moved?'"

“The old man replied: The leader of the Song army is short on strategy but good at making decisions, so he will definitely go out.”

"Three days later, that old scoundrel Han Zhang really made a move. He ordered Ren Fu, the deputy commander of Huanqing Road, to lead tens of thousands of troops from Zhenrong Army through Huaiyuan City and Desheng Village to Yangmulong City, waiting for an opportunity to defeat Xia."

"In the end, I lured the enemy deep into our territory, and they were defeated in one battle and annihilated at Haoshuichuan."

"This is the battle I am most proud of in my life. Xia Song, Han Zhang, and Fan Xiwen are all inferior men. They are defeated by me. How dare they call themselves famous ministers of the time?"

"Hahaha......"

Zhang Yuan laughed up to the sky, his laughter was extremely loud and wild, and he even laughed with tears in his eyes.

"grown ups..."

For the first time, Mo Zang Xiling felt that the old man in front of him was so persistent and full of resentment, all because of the King of Song's ignorance and inaction.

If the rulers of Song State could give up such talents, then what else would they not be willing to give up?

Perhaps this attack on the Song Dynasty was the first campaign in which the Western Xia launched such an aggressive campaign, and there might not be another opportunity in the future.

Accompanied by Zhang Yuan's wild laughter, dusk fell on the horizon.

A faint red glow infected the sky, like blood covering the earth, as if announcing the end and conclusion of this battle.

. . . . . .

Just half a month before Zhang Yuan and Mo Zang Xiling entered Deshengzhai, in early March, the 8,000 cavalry led by Han Ming finally arrived at their destination - Weizhou Zhisheng Pass, next to Deshun Army.

And here, there are Duke of England Zhang Wenbi, who has been waiting for many days, and Qinfeng Road Transport Commissioner Chen Han.

Seeing Han Ming, who was cold and shivering, coming in from outside the tent amidst the wind and snow, everyone stood up and saluted him.

"We have met Han Jinglie!"

Han Ming exhaled a breath of cold air, and the tired and worried look on his brow relaxed after seeing everyone.

"Everyone, long time no see!"

With all the friends and elders of the Central Imperial Guards present, Han Ming finally felt relieved and greeted them one by one.

When Han Ming saw Yang Wenguang and Zhang Wenbi with white hair and beards, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"teacher."

"Hey! I'm glad you're back!"

Yang Wenguang smiled, stretched out his dry old hand, and pinched Han Ming's body, which looked a little thin after six months of running around.

"I'm thinner and darker, but more energetic."

Zhang Wenbi sighed and felt a little sad.

After a brief greeting with the two, Han Ming finally greeted Chen Han, the Qinfeng Road transport envoy who was staring at him eagerly.

"Master Chen, I am really sorry to trouble you this time."

"What are you talking about, Han Jinglie? We are all serving our country with all our loyalty. There is no need to worry about anything."

Chen Han is a middle-aged scholar. He is a Jinshi who passed the imperial examinations twice in the reign of Emperor Renzong and is one of Han Zhang's disciples.

After all, they are one of our own people, otherwise they would not risk deceiving the court and secretly cooperate with Han Ming to implement such a huge military plan.

"In that case, Han is not polite. The military situation is urgent now. If we have anything to say, we can talk after the war."

Han Ming bowed and kowtowed, accepting the kindness of this senior brother from the Han Sect.

"please!"

Chen Han looked at Han Ming with firm eyes.

"Raise the tent!"

Then, with Yong Zeng's loud shout, the Zhishengguan Military Conference officially opened.

Han Ming took off his cloak, strode to the main seat in the commander's tent, and sat down upright.

Afterwards, a series of central imperial guards generals including Duke of England Zhang Wenbi, Qinfeng Road Transport Commissioner Chen Han, and Dragon God Guard Four Wing Commander Yang Wenguang took their positions.

"Someone, please show the Duke, Lord Chen, and General Yang a seat."

After all, Han Ming couldn't stand below his two elders and Chen Han, who was on the same level as him. He had to show minimum respect and courtesy.

"Thank you, Jinglue." x3

Regardless of the status of the three people, they still have to distinguish between superiors and subordinates in the army.

Han Ming respects them, so they cannot take advantage of their seniority and show disrespect to him.

Seeing the three people sitting down, Han Ming sighed and said with a smile: "Everyone, this time I was chased away miserably!"

Everyone who was concentrating on listening to Han Ming's speech couldn't help but burst into laughter when they heard that his first sentence was actually a joke about themselves.

In an instant, the slightly depressing atmosphere in the tent was swept away.

"I was just saying, you've really gotten yourself into a huge disaster this time!"

As Zhang Wenbi is older and more experienced, and is also Han Ming's teacher, it is natural for him to discredit the other party in person.

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle and look at Han Ming, wanting to see what this now-full-of-troubled young husband Han had planned.

"That's no big deal. As long as we defeat this enemy force chasing us and then march west, all those rumors in the court will be wiped out."

Han Ming never cared about the disputes within the court. After all, his grandfather and Mr. Fu were the ones who fully supported him.

Even if there is any problem, it will not be cleared up in a short period of time.

If these two gentlemen couldn't hold on, Yu Yanran's letter home would have been sent from Bianjing City long ago, allowing Han Ming to sit here with peace of mind and hold a pre-war meeting.

"Don't underestimate these rumors. Once they gather together, they can be troublesome."

"Besides, why do you think you can sit here safely now?"

Zhang Wenbi did not tolerate Han Ming and taught him a lesson in person.

"Of course I know. It's because Teacher and Brother Chen helped me block the official's order!"

Han Ming smiled awkwardly, knowing that in addition to the two great ministers in the court, there were also Zhang Wenbi and Chen Han on the front line, who were hiding from the imperial decree issued by the court, which was about to cancel Han Ming's front-line command and position.

All of these things were done for Han Ming's plan, and he risked his life for them.

"That's good to know. For your counterattack plan, we even surrendered a strong city like Pingxia. If we don't produce any outstanding results, I'm afraid we can all pack up and return home."

Zhang Wenbi felt that he had to let Han Ming know the seriousness of the matter, and at the same time teach him a lesson so that he would do less of these scare tactics in the future.

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. After all, there are no civilians or food in Pingxia City. It's worth it to let Xixia go through the trouble to consume them."

Chen Han still took the initiative to block for his younger brother.

"Thank you, Brother Chen, for your hard work in evacuating the civilians and military supplies along the way."

Han Ming saluted repeatedly to express his gratitude.

In short, Han Ming is very grateful to Chen Han. You know, it takes a lot of courage to put the battlefield in his own jurisdiction, and he even has to endure the reprimand from the court afterwards. This is all a favor!

Chen Han waved his hand, indicating that the other party didn't need to do so.

"Okay, the criticism meeting is over. Next, we should discuss how to counterattack, right?!"

Yang Wenguang, the oldest person present and also Han Ming's other military teacher, interrupted the cheerful scene with a smile.

"Yeah!" Zhang Wenbi stopped while he was ahead and looked at Han Ming seriously.

"Regarding this counterattack, I believe everyone should have anticipated it, and I, Han, will not hide it."

"I want to fight the second battle of Haoshuichuan!!!"