In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 350: Wait until you can push Mongolia to the same level (please vote for me)

The Song Army's infantry camp had a training method called infantry camp. The requirements for horseback archery were relatively low, as long as they could shoot at forty, fifty, or sixty paces as required.

Both sides had large lineups on the battlefield. The Song Army would often ask to shoot the other side's archers first, and then shoot at the distance the archers on the other side were at.

Cavalry and archery can be practiced quickly, with ten cavalry in a wave. According to Zhao and Rui's requirements, each person must practice riding and archery every day and shoot at least fifty arrows.

After the training in the camp is over, you can practice more. Anyway, you have enough arrow branches.

Many people can shoot hundreds of arrows a day just to improve their shooting skills and gain promotions.

Because there will be an assessment at the end of the year, those who are excellent in mounted archery or infantry archery will be rewarded. Even if they are not promoted, they will still be rewarded.

There was someone in Zhao Changan's camp who took the year-end assessment last year. He scored seven hits out of ten on horseback and archery at fifty paces, and eight out of ten hits on bows and arrows at seventy paces.

From a sergeant to a deputy commander, he was promoted two levels in a row, was rewarded with 20 taels of silver, and then was selected into the Sentry Cavalry Battalion. This kind of thing is very motivating for ordinary sergeants in the army.

After watching some horse shooting, Zhao Yurui moved to the other side of the camp, where nearly a thousand people were practicing foot shooting.

There are also red bricks here as dividing lines for Bushe, which are also divided into eighty steps, ninety steps, one hundred steps, 120 steps, and 150 steps.

This is twice as far as mounted archery.

Because all the new pulley compound bows are used now.

At present, the production of Zhao Yurui's compound bows is still relatively slow, so the priority is to let the Beijing army practice it first.

The Shenwu Army was the first to be equipped with pulley compound bows. There were millions of soldiers in the entire Song Dynasty, and they used them first, so Zhao Yurui wanted to come over today to take a look.

Not everyone at the scene had a bow.

The 50 people in the front were holding pulley compound bows, and the people in the back were all using wheel bows.

This also allows you to evaluate how long each bow will last and how many arrows it can shoot before it breaks.

After Zhao Yurui and Zhao Changan arrived at the scene, they found that there were many targets in the middle of the red bricks here. There were several times more targets than those on the cavalry shooting side, and they were lined up in many rows.

Before Zhao Yurui came over, they were practicing. When Zhao Yurui arrived, the battalions were forming their teams, and thousands of people slowly fell into silence.

Zhao Yurui nodded secretly, the training over the years was still effective.

After getting Zhao Yurui's nod, Zhao Changan waved his hand: "Start, let the brothers practice hard, His Majesty is watching."

Fifty archers stood in place, arranged in five columns.

An officer was shouting nearby.

"Eighty steps, prepare, shoot three arrows in a row, shoot."

The Song troops raised their bows one after another, and shot three arrows in a row with rapid movements.

The pulley compound bow is quite labor-saving. With the addition of a finger cot, an adult can shoot a hundred arrows without getting tired.

There were three arrows fired at the scene.

Arrows flew forward one after another, and many of them hit the target. In the first wave of 150 arrows, about 40 hit the target.

There were a total of 50 people present. In other words, except for a few people who missed the target with one arrow, most of them hit the target with one arrow.

I have been practicing this bow for several years. I used to practice it when there was no horse, so the hit rate is relatively high.

Zhao Changan also had a look of satisfaction on his face. He turned around carefully and found Emperor Zhao Yurui smiling, and he must be quite satisfied.

There is a mixture of people and horses on the battlefield, and when thousands of people are together, the aim of the rifle does not necessarily have to be accurate. The key is efficiency.

Zhao Yurui was quite satisfied to be able to shoot like this.

"150 steps, three arrows in a row, shoot."

The officer suddenly jumped from 150 steps to [-] steps to see how well each army's strength was controlled.

Whoosh, whoosh, arrows were flying like rain on the scene.

"Hiss" It was also the first time for Quan Yong to see the bow shoot 150 steps, and his eyes widened.

"How far can this new pulley compound bow shoot with full strength?" Quan Yong asked.

Zhao Yurui said: "You can shoot until you reach about 150 steps. We have practiced to [-] steps now, but on the battlefield, you can shoot after you reach [-] steps."

"This is a sharp weapon against infantry." Quan Yong shouted.

If the infantry camp from the opposite side rushes up, based on the range and efficiency of the pulley compound bow, at least dozens of arrows will be fired before they can get within ten steps.

"It's not bad for cavalry either." Zhao Yurui said with a smile.

Even if the cavalry rushes forward at full speed with two hundred steps, at least seven or eight arrows will be shot. If there is a process of speeding up, it will be shot by ten or even a dozen arrows.

This destructive power is quite large.

If the pulley compound bow was not too easy to break and difficult to manufacture, Zhao and Rui would not want to use the divine arm bow and the foot bow, so they would all replace it with the pulley compound bow. The cavalry was killed and wounded as many as they came.

Foot shooting is much simpler than cavalry shooting. Song Jun has been practicing for several years. He has been practicing this way since Zhao and Rui became an army. The effect is still obvious. Zhao and Rui watched a few rounds and the hit rate was quite high.

However, because it is a pulley compound bow, the control of distance and strength is different from that of ordinary stepping bows. You will naturally become familiar with this kind of practice.

Moreover, the pulley compound bow breaks down faster than the ordinary walking bow, and the pulling force changes greatly in the later period, which can only be figured out by the sergeants after long-term training.

At this time, Zhao Yurui randomly selected ten people from the sergeants on site.

The scene suddenly became quiet again.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yurui.

Zhao Yurui first asked how you arrange your daily training.

The sergeant in question said that every six days of training, there is one day off.

Every morning I wake up and do physical training, then start with breakfast. In the morning, the whole army rides horses and goes outside to practice riding skills. In the afternoon, it is the same as today, with riding and rifle shooting separated for an hour and a half. After that, if you want to add more Those who practice can practice more on their own.

Run before dark, rest for a while after eating, do some physical exercise, or march outside at night. When marching at night, you will carry a shield on your back and march with a heavy load.

The next day was pretty much the same. It was the rotation between practicing riding and archery and practicing walking and arching yesterday.

Half of the six days are for shooting competitions, which are divided into two groups, shooting with arrows without arrows, and divided into two formations: cavalry shooting and infantry shooting.

The loser will have no meat for the day, the winner will have more meat, and the loser will be punished by doing more physical exercise or running more.

In the six days, there are two and a half days for spear training, team training, and some other troops will also practice swords and shields.

Therefore, Zhao Yurui's Song Army training arrangements were intensive, with different training every day. Through years of training, both physical endurance and physical endurance would be greatly improved, and various weapons could be used proficiently.

There are relatively few sentinels in the Beijing army, and the training is more intensive than here. Usually sentinels from several armies gather together for training. They pay more attention to field patrols and survival, and they must learn skills such as map drawing.

After Zhao Yurui finished asking, he looked at the expressions of the ten sergeants who were eager to try. He suddenly stood up, stretched his limbs, and then said with a smile: "You practice physical fitness every day, so you should do more push-ups."

All the sergeants smiled bitterly. It is true that everyone has done this stuff a lot.

"I will compete with you. Whoever has to do less than me will be punished by not having any meat for dinner today."

There were screams all around.

After saying that, Zhao and Rui got down directly.

The ten sergeants looked at each other.

"Listen to the order, get ready for push-ups, and get down." Following Zhao Changan's order, the ten sergeants quickly got down.

Song Jun, who was practicing riding and shooting not far away, also stopped. Many people subconsciously moved closer, everyone wanted to see who was better.

"I will make one, and you will follow suit, and prepare - 1" Zhao Yurui started.

Ten sergeants quickly followed.

Before Zhao Yurui became the emperor, he led his subordinates to practice physical fitness in Prince Yi's Mansion. Later, he was relatively lazy for a while, but after he became the emperor, he did not have any leisure time. He could basically practice every two days or so, and he often got up early in the morning and The people from the Imperial City Division ran together.

He was quite self-disciplined, and he just wanted to see how Song Jun was doing.

Someone at the scene began to count in a low voice, and then the voice became louder and louder. Nearly two thousand Song troops gathered to watch the emperor and the sergeants compete in push-ups.

Everyone was quite excited. Not only did they feel that the emperor was close to the people, but it was also very interesting.

Zhao Yurui was only 25 or [-] years old at this time. He was still young, had few concubines in the harem, and was quite self-disciplined, so he was in good physical condition.

After finishing thirty in one breath, he looked up and saw that the Song soldiers were all calm and quiet, and they were all quietly sizing up the emperor.

Zhao Yurui felt good in his heart. These Song soldiers had all trained seriously and were not lazy. Their physical fitness should far exceed him.

He also didn't think about it. These Song troops had been in camp for seven or eight years and practiced like this every day. Although Zhao Yurui became more self-disciplined after becoming emperor, he really couldn't compare with them.

Quan Yong beside him was angry and funny. He quickly glanced at Niu Bao. Niu Bao didn't say anything and glared at Zhao Changan.

Zhao Changan also quickly glared at one of the Song soldiers.

Song Jun suddenly screamed in his heart, "There is no meat to eat at night."

But there was nothing he could do. He began to breathe harder, with a somewhat overwhelmed expression on his face.

After Zhao Yurui had done it for another five or six times, Song Jun screamed strangely: "Ah, the little one can't bear it anymore, ah--ah" and fell to the ground.

"Shh-" There were boos all around, and many Song soldiers laughed at the one who lost first. It is estimated that many people guessed that he was letting off steam.

Zhao Yurui was unhappy and insisted on reaching about fifty, but the Song army on the opposite side gave up more and more.

There were boos and laughter all around.

But not everyone in the Song army was so agile. Among them were two dumb-headed young men, one on the left and one on the right, at the farthest position.

The two of them looked at Zhao Yurui calmly, and one of them didn't even sweat on his head.

Zhao and Rui were sweating profusely. Niu Bao was so worried that he glared at Zhao Changan from time to time.

Zhao Changan was also sweating profusely and winking at the two stunned men.

However, these two stupid young men were staring at the emperor and not looking at anyone else.

The expressions of both of them seemed to be that they must consume the emperor to death.

Zhao Yurui saw Zhao Changan's anxious look from the corner of his eye, laughed, and quickly stood up: "I lost, I lost-"

The scene was full of laughter, many sergeants roared, and the military camp suddenly became a sea of ​​joy.

The two green heads stood up proudly, and one of them even shouted: "Your Majesty did it too slowly. It was not very standard. I am not bragging. The younger one can make another hundred."

"You bitch, get out of here." Zhao Changan kicked the man in the butt, and there was laughter all around.

Zhao Yurui laughed a few times. When everyone's laughter stopped, they looked around and waved. The surrounding area quickly became quiet, and everyone looked at the emperor.The emperor was so close to the people, and he often visited the various camps of the Beijing Army. Everyone became more and more fond of the emperor.

"The brothers have practiced their physical endurance very well, but when the two armies fight, what matters more is discipline and perseverance."

"Whether you can withstand the enemy's violent storm of arrows and not collapse, and whether you can fight to the end in the face of the enemy's ferocious and cruel hand-to-hand combat, is the way to win on the battlefield."

"Tell me, brothers are on the battlefield, okay?" Zhao Yurui almost shouted the last few words.

Before his voice fell, Zhao Changan had already raised his arms and shouted: "If you follow orders and prohibitions, there will be no retreat if you advance."

"The orders and prohibitions are up, there is no retreat." The surroundings were not neat at first, but after two or three shouts, they finally became neat and tidy.

"Every order is enforced, and there is no retreat." The roaring voice filled the surroundings of Lin'an City, shaking the heaven and earth like the roar of a giant dragon.

Neither Niu Bao nor Quan Yong had ever been on the battlefield, so this meeting was extremely exciting.

Although the Shenwu Army in front of them has never been on the battlefield, the appearance and spirit they displayed can definitely be called a strong army.

Coming out of the second general's camp, Zhao Yurui said to Zhao Changan who was following him: "It cannot be called a real army without being tempered by iron and blood on the battlefield."

"Starting next year, I will rotate the Beijing army to the battlefield. You must be prepared."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that the Shenwu Army is always on standby and will fight bravely to kill the enemy."

"We will start practicing on the Liaodong battlefield first. There will be big battles in the future."

After walking out of the Shenwu Camp, Quan Yong also had an eager expression on his face: "Cousin, can I go to the battlefield?" The atmosphere in the camp was better just now, but this guy was a little over the top and actually wanted to go to the battlefield.

"Get lost." Zhao Yurui refused directly.

Quan Yong was very prudent in his work, but he had no experience in leading troops in war. Zhao Yurui dared to let him go to the battlefield, but such a cousin could not be left alone on the battlefield.

But he also wanted to be brave enough to gain military merit. After thinking about it, he said: "When the situation is better, we can push Mongolia to the ground. At that time, I will also lead the expedition myself. I will go to the grassland to see it. I can take you with me."

"Then when will we wait until we are strong enough to defeat Mongolia?" Quan Yong also didn't know the heights of the world.

Zhao Yurui shook his head: "If Mongolia exerts all its strength, it is estimated that 80 million troops can still be mobilized."

"The overall combat effectiveness is still at its peak."

"We still have to spend a few years fighting them. They have a small population and resources, and it will cost them one thousand dead and a thousand less."

"We will use their tactics to wear them out in the future - it will be almost equal to them in ten years at most."

Zhao Yurui planned to adopt Mongolia's six-time conquest of Goryeo, a scorched-earth policy, against Mongolia in the future.

When the Mongolian army conquered Goryeo for the sixth time, the Great Khan at that time was Meng Ge.

Meng Ge did not get the results he wanted when he conquered Goryeo for the fifth time. He also found that the Goryeo people were too bad. Conquered at once, Meng Ge changed his tactics and decided to use a scorched earth policy to achieve the purpose of conquering Goryeo.

At that time, the leaders of the Mongolian army were Jalaradai and Hong Fuyuan. They did not focus on annexing and occupying the territory of Goryeo. Instead, they focused on killing and injuring Goryeo's active forces. They lured the Goryeo army out to fight in the field. If they won, they would kill them all without surrendering. After breaking the city, the Mongolian army did not defend the city, looted all the people, and then burned the city with fire.

From 1254 to 1258, the Mongolian army made several expeditions to Goryeo. They fought with Goryeo for four years, killing people and burning the city. They implemented a scorched-earth policy. In the first year, they plundered more than 20 Goryeo people and killed dozens of Goryeo soldiers. Ten thousand.

After years of war, Goryeo's vitality was gradually exhausted, a large number of fields were deserted, countless people starved to death, and all the prefectures and counties the Mongolian army passed through became smoldering. The Goryeo people had no choice but to surrender again.

But the Koreans were lucky. Meng Ge died a few months after surrendering, and they escaped for the time being.

In the future, Zhao Yurui will implement a scorched-earth policy against the Mongolian army. It will take several years, or even more than ten years, to exhaust the main force of the Mongolian army, and at the same time attack the herders of various Mongolian tribes, so as to achieve the purpose of weakening and conquering Mongolia.
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In May, the land of the Central Plains is considered spring and flowers are blooming, but the city of Nanjing is desolate.

After the Battle of Fangcheng Mountain in the seventh year of Baoqing, 10,000+ soldiers and horses of the Song Army entered the Central Plains from the Huaihe, Sichuan, and Jinghu regions, encroaching and occupying large areas of the Jin Kingdom.

Except for Nanjing, Zhengzhou, and Chenliu, the Kingdom of Jin no longer had an inch of extra territory.

In the end, more than 100 million people and [-] to [-] troops were stationed in these three cities, and they lived in fear every day.

The Kingdom of Jin is coming to an end. This is something that all the kings and ministers of the Kingdom of Jin are unwilling to face, but cannot face it.

But the Song army only besieged but did not attack, which gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

For Wanyan Shouxu and other senior officials of the Jin Kingdom, a comprehensive attack on the Song Dynasty after the Mongolian spring would be their only hope.

But now it's May in the blink of an eye, and Mongolia's all-out attack on the Song Dynasty still hasn't made any sound, but in Nanjing, it's getting more and more difficult.

Bang bang bang, a heavy knock on the door suddenly sounded in an inconspicuous courtyard in Nanjing City.

This is a backyard, and the people in the yard didn't expect someone to knock on the backyard door.

A woman looked at the door in horror, then hurried inside.

After a while, a strong and tall man came out, walked quickly to the backyard door, and said in a deep voice: "Who?"

"Commander, it's me."

The man in the courtyard was Wang Shixian, one of the five kings of the Mongolian and Han armies in another time and space, who had rarely suffered defeat in his life.

At this time, Wang Shixian had no chance to defect to Mongolia, and he was still the commander-in-chief of the Jin Kingdom.

Wang Shixian cursed when he heard the sound: "Damn you, why are you running around?"

Despite the scolding, he hurriedly opened the door. Unexpectedly, four or five big men rushed in from outside the door, startling him.

He hurriedly went out, looked around, then closed the door hard, then with a dark face, he led five big men into the house.

As he walked away, he scolded: "Are all nuns sick? Wanyan Zhongde said that Han generals cannot gather with more than three people. Do you want to kill me?"

Yu Jie's men are now sending letters of surrender to the city of Nanjing every two days. They are all trying to summon the Han people to kill the Jin people and open the city gates to surrender and welcome the Song people. This makes Wanyan Shouxu know that it is a divorce plan, but he dare not Re-employ Han people.

In Nanjing City, except for the Han officials, most of the Han generals have lost their military power. The few who still have military power are those from a hundred households and below. Senior Han generals, including Wang Shixian, have been idle at home.

Today, five Han troops came in, all of them were generals from the middle section of Wang Shixian's army.

Wang Shixian also had a headache when he saw them coming in, but there was nothing he could do.

"Commander, I really have no choice. There is no rice at home. Please ask the commander to give me some rice." A big man asked for food.

Wang Shixian's face turned darker.

Last year, during the war with the Mongolian army, some of the grain outside Nanjing was confiscated and some was destroyed. At that time, Nanjing had a population of more than 200 million.

Fortunately, after a short siege, the Mongolian army retreated, and Wanyan Shouxu immediately moved most of the people to other cities, relieving the pressure on Nanjing.

In this way, there are still 70 million people in Nanjing, including the army, and the price of food in the city keeps changing every day.

Wang Shixian looked around: "You all want food?"

Everyone nodded quickly.

Wang Shixian had no choice but to say: "I don't have much food left. Each family can only eat ten kilograms at most."

The imperial court will still distribute food, but these low-level people do not have much food, let alone enough to eat.

After all, Wang Shixian is at the level of commander-in-chief, so the court currently gives him more, but now he has to give out dozens of kilograms. Wang Shixian is also heartbroken, but he has no choice.

"You guys wait a minute." Wang Shixian turned around and left the house to find his mother-in-law.

When he arrived in another yard, his wife Xu was holding her youngest son Wang Qingchen and staring at him.

"Are you asking for food again?" Xu's tone was full of anger, and it was obviously not the first time.

"Hey, they are all brothers." Wang Shixian was confused.

Mrs. Xu was furious and waved her hand: "You all come out."

Children came out one after another from behind, and five children appeared one after another.

Wang Shixian gave birth to seven sons, six of whom have been born at this time.

The eldest Wang Zhongchen is 13 years old.

"There are so many people in the family. See how much food can be given. Why don't we eat it?" Mrs. Xu bit her lip and said, "A bucket of rice outside already costs two copper coins, and we only accept copper coins and jewelry, gold, and silver." of."

Wang Shixian's mouth twitched slightly. One bucket of rice has two strings, but one stone of rice cannot have twenty strings?It's just a money grab.

Mrs. Xu also sold a lot of jewelry, just to save food at home, but she finally saved some food, but Wang Shixian gave it away.

Wang Shixian had no choice but to persuade: "Now in May, summer sowing can already be done. I heard from Yan Zhongde yesterday that the imperial court has organized people to go out of the city to sow. In autumn -"

"In autumn, the Song army came and set fire to it, and all the women in my family knew about it." Mrs. Xu said sternly.

"..." Wang Shixian.

Wang Shixian scratched his head helplessly, then looked at his mother-in-law eagerly.

Mrs. Xu was a reasonable person after all. With tears in her eyes, she had to say: "See for yourself how much food you have left, and then think more about your six sons."

Wang Shixian blushed, turned around and went out to get food.

Returning to the original house again, all the brothers expressed their gratitude.

After thanking him, the scene became quiet and no one left.

"What are you waiting for? Get out of here." Wang Shixian said a little annoyed.

Brothers, you look at me and I look at you, you know what Wang Shixian is afraid of.

One of them finally couldn't help it anymore: "Commander, yesterday a bucket of rice outside cost two guan, today it's already two guan and fifty guan. If this continues, it will soon be four guan, five guan, or even more."

"The imperial court is organizing grain planting." Wang Shixian said.

"Those Jurchens are deceiving themselves, Commander, don't you know?" Someone said angrily: "Most of the grain fields in Nanjing are outside the city. If you plant them now, when the Song army comes in a few months, they will be burned with a fire. Drop it, it’s useless.”

"Even if the Song people don't burn it and the Song people come to seize it, will the soldiers and horses in the city dare to go out to fight in the field? Then they will all make dowries for others."

"You can always grow some in the city." Wang Shixian added. Of course he knew what these brothers wanted to do, but now that he had no soldiers and no power, and his six sons were at home, Wang Shixian did not dare to mess around.

"Commander-"

"The Jurchens no longer trust us. If we don't do something, the Song army will kill us. Our whole family will starve to death first."

"Don't talk nonsense, they are all citizens of Dajin." Wang Shixian said quickly.

"Fuck Daikin, we are Han people."

"It's the other way around."

"Reverse it, Commander-in-Chief."

There was a reaction all around.

(End of this chapter)