Zhao Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I have no other intentions. I trust my subordinates. I am very relieved to have you, Yue Fei, guard the north."
Yue Fei hurriedly thanked him, but was secretly surprised. The emperor was still worried about him. The Yue Family Army was growing stronger in the north, and it seemed that it would be difficult to maintain stability in the future. The Yue Family Army was the first to submit a petition to reduce its troops, so as to allay the emperor's suspicion.
In fact, although Zhao Huan was not as suspicious as Yue Fei thought, he was still a little worried about Yue Fei's hundreds of thousands of warriors guarding the north. He knew Yue Fei's fighting ability.
Princess Yanran was secretly surprised when she saw Yue Fei. The Marshal Yue that His Majesty always mentioned was indeed formidable. Remembering how she had boasted to Zhao Huan that Tuo Junjing was the Yue Fei of Goryeo, she couldn't help but blush. Ten Tuo Junjings wouldn't be as good as one Yue Fei.
Yue's army had already been on the alert on the northern line of Shangjing. On a certain day, Zhao Huan's imperial guards, who had returned triumphantly from Goryeo, joined forces with Yue's army and crossed the Mudanjiang River to the north.
As expected, the army encountered almost no resistance after entering Heilongjiang. There was no point in continuing the battle; Yue Fei's army alone could easily recapture Heilongjiang without even needing the Imperial Guard. Zhao Huan returned triumphantly with his Imperial Guard, somewhat disheartened. This was truly a triumphant return to the capital.
Yue Fei only left behind his subordinates Xia Dechao and Zhang Jin's two troops to continue advancing northward, and the rest of Yue's army also returned to the original Jin capital Shangjing for garrison.
The army returned triumphantly, and there was no rush. After about four or five months of marching, they finally reached the border of Xiangzhou, finally not far from Bianjing.
He fought in Western Xia, then headed north to Linheng, then led his army into Goryeo before returning to Heilongjiang. Zhao Huan fought across most of the Song Dynasty territory, and by the time he returned to Bianjing, it had been more than two years.
In ancient times, transportation was not well developed, and wars were not fought as quickly as on horseback. Zhao Huan had been away from Bianjing for more than two years, and he was very emotional. He missed his children and, of course, his beautiful concubines.
Kang Huojian's troops had come to a standstill at the Bula River. The vast grasslands made it impossible to find the main force of the Mongolian army, and the troops could not afford to waste time.
The Iron Wolf Army was given priority in supplies and equipment, and they were happily jumping around on the grassland.
Although Zhu Qing's Iron Wolf Army and Kang Huojian's Imperial Guards had conflicts, they were both part of the Song Dynasty. The two sides had once joined forces, but only to annihilate the Hebule armed forces.
Although the main force of the Mongolian army was still there, it could not withstand the turmoil. One day, Dalantai received a tip-off that the Song army's grain transport team was at Maoerpo, 70 miles ahead, and there were not many Song soldiers escorting them.
This is a big piece of fat meat, the Song army's food and grass. Once the surprise attack on the food and grass succeeds, not only will his troops greatly replenish their supplies, but the Song army will fall into a situation without food and grass.
Although Hebule tried his best to warn against attacking the Song army, even the enemy's baggage transport troops, Hebule clearly realized that the Song people were extremely cunning and would not deliberately show weakness to the enemy with such important things as food and grass. It was probably a trick.
However, Dalantai was completely convinced, believing that the Song Dynasty could not be deceiving him. It was certain that the Song Dynasty's food and fodder lay ahead, and no Song cavalry had been spotted within a hundred miles.
If the surprise attack on the grain and grass is successful, not only will the Mongolian Empire be saved, but Kublai Khan will also look at me with a higher regard, and he might even give me the position of Khan.
Dalantai has always been resentful about Kubula giving up the throne to Anbahai. Who is Anbahai? He is a foreigner. How could he have the qualifications to inherit the Khan throne?
Darantay also never understood why the Khan would not let him succeed to the throne even though he had been loyal to him.
Not only was Darantai confused, but many of his subordinates were also confused. They only benefited from their master's succession to the Khanate, so some people began to fan the flames.
"General, the Khan has been blinded. You have risked your life for him and made great contributions to the Mongol Empire, yet he wants to give the throne to Anbahai. I cannot understand!"
"I also don't accept it. Why? We have fought for our lives here, and yet this immoral and incompetent Ambahai has easily seized the Khan's throne. He is not the Great Khan's descendant."
"That's right, he's still a bastard from the Taichiwu tribe, and I refuse to submit to him! Why don't we seize the Song army's food supplies and impress the Khan? Then we can all nominate General Dalantai as the Khan and see who dares to disobey!"
Dalantai was already furious, and now even his own men were being treated this way, so he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Are you willing to follow me and achieve great things, and burn the Song army's food supplies?"
"I am willing! I am willing!" The generals naturally agreed. Only by following Darantay and making meritorious deeds could they get the benefits.
The Mongol cavalry suffered repeated defeats, and these soldiers hadn't benefited in a long time. Morale was declining, and they only needed a victory. A victory would bring them supplies, food, and water. Especially since the enemy was the Song army, which had rations and fodder, which were full of good stuff.
The generals surrounded Darantai, so Darantai finally made up his mind to launch a surprise attack on the Song army's food and grass unit in front.
However, Dalantai was still very cautious. He kept sending out spies, but did not find the main force of the Song army. He was relieved a little, so he took advantage of the night and led the main force of the Mengwu Kingdom to Maoerpo ahead.
After half a day's march, the army finally came into sight of Maoerpo, a mountain dotted with rows of tents. Outside the tents lay boxes and bags of supplies, filled with rations and weapons.
The eyes of Dalantai's men were green with anticipation. They could finally plunder on a large scale again. The long-lost excitement ignited the hearts of every soldier, and they rushed forward like crazy.
"Woooooooooooooooo!"
“Ula ula…!”
The Mongolian cavalry let out strange cries and rushed into the camp.
Boxes and bags, there are boxes and bags of grain everywhere.
The soldiers' eyes turned green, and Dalandai jumped off his horse excitedly. He drew his scimitar and smashed a wooden box into pieces with one blow, leaving everyone completely stunned.
The box was empty, and a sense of uneasiness and fear lingered in Darantai's heart. The soldiers who were originally cheering were stunned.
Darantai refused to give up. He rushed to a bag of grain and slashed it open with a knife. Inside was nothing but sand and straw, not a trace of grain.
"Oh no! We've fallen into a trap!" Darantai shouted.
With a "whoosh", flames suddenly rushed out all around. Pairs of Song soldiers riding fast horses, holding torches, surrounded Dalandai's troops from a distance.
Dalantai gasped and looked around in panic. It was a dark mass, full of Song troops.
War horses neighed, soldiers kept their weapons on guard, and the entire Mongolian army immediately fell into chaos.
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