Zhou Hong mobilized 180,000 soldiers, Prince An mobilized 150,000, Prince Ji mobilized 250,000, Wang Ji mobilized 80,000, and there were also tens of thousands of small and medium-sized forces in Bingzhou. Everyone put in all their efforts and went to this battle.
This shows that the northern princes were wary of the King of Qi.
The allied forces have been moving southward one after another, approaching Yuzhou, and are coming in a raging line from Xiayi in Yuzhou to Guping in Yanzhou.
The scout horses were as fast as meteors, galloping in and out of the four gates of Pingyang City, delivering reports from the front and Wei Jing's military orders.
Everything is being arranged in a tight schedule.
Wei Jing once again mobilized the southern garrison and stationed them on the defense lines of Yuzhou and Jingzhou, which bordered Sizhou to the southeast.
It is said that Prince An once used Zhou Hong to test the emperor's ability to join forces to attack Qi. Although the emperor wanted to get rid of Wei Jing as soon as possible, should he join forces with the rebels? Where is the dignity of the emperor? The next person will be scolded and beaten out.
Although the imperial court was defeated by the army of Prince Ji Zhenquan and the defense of Sizhou was extremely tight, it still had troops. Before Wei Jing went into battle, it had to resolve its worries first.
He took time out of his busy schedule to go out of the city to meet his wife and daughter, but when he came back he had to devote himself to military affairs again, working all night long.
Shao Qing was also in a hurry to prepare for war. As soon as she and Kou Xuan and others arrived, they immediately got busy.
When she had just sorted out the matters at hand, Wang Jing told her that Wei Jing came half an hour ago, but left when he saw she was discussing matters.
Everything has been roughly agreed upon. At five o'clock in the morning, he will mobilize his troops to leave Pingyang and lead them to meet the enemy.
It was now dark at night and it was already late in the morning.
In more than an hour, he left the city.
Shao Qing walked back quickly, faster and faster, and finally he started to jog, running faster and faster.
After entering the main courtyard that had been cleaned up long ago, I suddenly heard a "haha" of laughter, a childish and joyful sound, mixed with a man's low chuckle: "Sui'er is at home, you have to listen to your mother, do you understand?"
When Wei Jing came back, Xu'er had just woken up in the middle of the night and had just finished her meal. He couldn't bear to leave his daughter behind, so he held her in his arms and coaxed her. Instead, the more he coaxed her, the more energetic she became.
He was lying on the couch, with the fair and tender little girl sitting on his chest with her little feet resting next to his chin. He acted fiercely and bit her lightly, and the little girl was ticklish and laughed out loud.
A man dressed in black, as strong and agile as a black panther, was trying to make his little daughter happy with a smile on his face.
A loving father.
Shao Qing smiled. Seeing the father and daughter looking at her with joy on their faces, she sat next to them, kissed each of them, touched her daughter's little face, and then touched the child's father, and asked softly, "Why don't you take a break?"
Wei Jing was full of energy and smiled: "I'm not sleepy, nor tired."
He sat up, holding his daughter in his left arm, and hugged his wife with his right hand, "I'm sorry for wronging you and Xu'er."
Shao Qing brought her daughter north, eager to spend some time with him, but unfortunately, after only a few short days of being busy with their own things, he had to leave Pingyang.
Shao Qing rested her head on his right shoulder, while Xu'er snuggled on the other side. She was amazed by the experience of being dependent on her mother at the same time, and she rubbed her shoulders with her eyes wide open.
Touching his daughter Rouran's head, Shao Qing whispered, "How is this wronged?"
She just hoped he was safe.
Before every expedition, I always have this simple thought in my mind.
The allied forces were strong and aggressive, which made her even more nervous. She tightened her arms around his narrow waist and raised her head: "Yu'er and I will stay at home, waiting for our husband's triumphant return."
How could Wei Jing not know her?
Before his thin lips covered the two cherry red petals, he replied softly, "Okay."
Wei Jing had to put on armor when leaving the city at five o'clock in the morning.
Shao Qing called the wet nurse to take Jiu'er and personally helped her husband bathe and wash, tie his hair, change his clothes, and put on a set of bright halo chain mail with slightly reddish edges.
"Wait until I come back."
The strong arms locked the mother and daughter into his chest. They seemed to be able to feel each other's body temperature through the cold armor.
Finally he let go of her hand, turned around and strode away.
Shao Qing hurriedly chased after him and saw his heroic figure disappear into the flickering moon gate.
The army swore an oath and offered sacrifice to the flag, then set out. The spears and flags were like a forest, and the deep waves of sound shook people's hearts. Shao Qing stood on the top of the city wall, gazing for a long time. The dark tide flooded over the plain and moved to the northeast.
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After crossing the Yellow River and entering Yanzhou, the 800,000-strong northern allied army stationed in the Yiguping line, eyeing the four counties of Yuzhou that the King of Qi had just captured.
The moon was high in the dark blue sky, and there were endless tents and bonfires on the plain. King An climbed up the watchtower, looked around his own camp, and finally turned his gaze to the front.
Wei Jing led a large army to fight and stationed at the Fuchang line in Qiling.
"The enemy and our forces are much stronger than each other. We will surely defeat the King of Qi in this battle."
Prince An said slowly.
He was wearing a shiny black gold chain mail, with a sword hanging from his waist. He had a clear gaze and was full of vigor and vitality.
He really should be in high spirits.
Since we are forming an alliance to fight the enemy together, there is a consensus that the strategies and actions must be integrated. Faced with a powerful enemy ahead, the princes put aside their past grudges and discussed the matter. But since there are so many people, there always needs to be a central person to coordinate.
As the initiator of the alliance, King An naturally took on this role.
Under such circumstances, he was already showing signs of becoming the commander-in-chief of the 800,000 Allied forces.
When he was running for his life in Luojing like a lost dog, who would have thought that in just over a year, he would be able to climb to the top again.
Prince An glanced coldly in the direction of Sizhou, determined to repay the past humiliation in full.
"It has only been a little over a year since Luojing."
Whether it was the emperor or Wei Jing, I'm afraid they were all caught off guard, right?
Wearing a black robe with wide sleeves and fluttering belts, Wei Xu's eyebrows were like ink paintings and his face was like jade under the bright moonlight. He smiled, "Indeed."
Prince An closed his eyes, took a long breath, opened his eyes and looked at Wei Xu, his eyes full of gratitude: "Having Jinzhi as a close friend is enough for my life."
Wei Xu was not his adviser, but King An had visited him several times, and the two of them had a good impression of each other and became close friends, so Wei Xu came out to help.
He was very grateful for his unremitting efforts in the past, which led to his current life-and-death friendship and full support.
Wei Xu looked at Prince An and raised his lips slightly.
"Very true."
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The Yanzhou Plain is the central and eastern plain of Yuzhou, and the plain is extremely unfavorable for defense. With 500,000 against 800,000, Wei Jing led his army to station at the area between Qiling, a branch of Taihang Mountain, and Jiaoshan, and no longer advanced.
This battle is of great importance. Ji Huan said solemnly: "The most suitable place for the battle is the Fuchang area in the northwest."
The terrain of Fuchang is complex, with Qiling Mountain, Jiaoshan Mountain, Panshui River, Yuanshui River, mountains, hills, plains and streams.
Our own troops were at a disadvantage, the morale of the Allied forces was high, and the military spirit was unprecedentedly united. It was extremely unsuitable to fight a tough battle in the early stages of the war.
Wei Jing was very calm and did not move his troops.
The same is true for the Allies.
Both sides watched from a distance for a month, and finally the Allied forces took the first move.
The Allied Forces were composed of more than a dozen forces. Initially, each of them provided their own food and fodder, but as time went on, the small forces with limited resources found it difficult to make ends meet. In order to stabilize the morale of the troops, they were simply mixed together. If this is the case, people like Prince Ji and Zhou Hong will definitely suffer, and if this goes on for a long time, they will inevitably be criticized.
Moreover, for the coalition forces, the morale at the beginning is very important, which is reflected in the cohesion. As one side gained strength while the other lost, the allied forces could not outlast the Qi army. So after discussion, Prince An and others made a prompt decision and launched the attack.
This attack was not a blind one, but a tentative and roundabout attack to lure Wei Jing into retreating.
Wei Jing sent troops without hesitation.
After several attempts, the war gradually escalated, sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating. At its most frequent point, there were five battles going on at the same time.
The two armies fought fiercely, with formations, strategies, charge traps used day and night, and the yellow earth extending from the rugged mountains to the Yuzhou plain was covered with blood.
It has to be said that the princes of the alliance were determined enough to defeat the King of Qi. With their goals unprecedentedly consistent, they cooperated well with each other and did not allow any opportunity for them to take advantage.
With the advantage of numbers, the fighting spirit was high. After fighting for half a month, both sides won and lost alternately, and the situation remained evenly matched, with neither side being able to suppress the other.
This is not what Wei Jing wants.
How to break this balance is the only focus of his and his ministers' discussions over the next few days.
"My lord, if you want to break the deadlock, ..."
Ji Huan could not sit still, so he stood up and paced a few steps, frowning and saying, "I think the only way is to lead the allied forces to the Fuchang area."
The area around Fuchang, to the northwest, was the place where the battle had been favored by both the host and the generals.
During the half month of fighting, they have been trying to lure the Allied forces over.
Unfortunately, there are not only mediocre people in the Allied forces. Fighting on the plains and fighting head-on are the most advantageous for their side. Regardless of victory or defeat, the Allied forces will always go back.
"Damn it!"
After Ji Huan finished speaking, everyone fell into deep thought. Zhang Yong thought about it over and over but could not come up with a solution. He was so angry that he smashed the plan in front of him, stood up suddenly and paced a few steps.
He almost knocked over the old military doctor who was carrying a medicine box, but fortunately Chen Qi was agile and caught him in time.
Wei Jing suffered a minor injury. The back of his hand was scratched by a stray arrow and bled a little. He didn't take it seriously, but his ministers insisted on having it bandaged. The old military doctor has finished bandaging the wound and is about to leave.
"If the Allies are to make a major move, they must pursue the victory."
That would mean a great defeat for our side.
Pretend to lose?
Wei Jing shook his head. Wei Xu, Yang Shu and others were not mediocre. It would be difficult for an army of 500,000 to feign defeat perfectly.
If you don't handle it properly, pretending to be defeated can easily turn into real defeat.
inappropriate.
So how can we lure the Allies into pursuit without suffering a defeat?
Wei Jing pondered for a moment, took back his left hand that had just been bandaged, and his eyes swept across the slightly yellowish white circle, the linen cloth tightly wrapped around his wound, and suddenly paused.
He raised his eyes and happened to meet Ji Huan's gaze as he turned around.
"If I am seriously injured now, what will happen to the army in the camp?"
Ji Huan was startled, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. He immediately said, "We should keep it secret and immediately arrange to withdraw the troops, retreat to the four counties of Yuzhou, retreat to the south, and guard the pass tightly and not fight again."
Retreating to the four counties of Yuzhou, although Fuchang took a longer route, its advantage was its complex terrain, which was conducive to blocking the pursuing enemy.
The host and the guest looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.
…
After fighting for another two days, the smoke became thicker and thicker, and the war reached a small climax.
After Zhang Yong won a small victory, he returned to his army, but he was ambushed on the way. The enemy outnumbered us, so Wei Jing immediately ordered reinforcements after receiving the report.
The Allies also came to the rescue.
The situation grew like a snowball, with the number of participants reaching over 200,000. The Allied forces sensed the opportunity and urgently sent an army of 200,000 to reinforce the battle, hoping to quickly wipe out Zhang Yong and other soldiers, and then strike hard at the reinforcements from Qiying.
Fortunately, Wei Jing anticipated the enemy's move and personally led an army of 150,000 to reinforce.
A great battle broke out without warning, and the killing lasted until the sun and moon disappeared. Wei Jing always led the troops in front, and he led the cavalry battalion and his personal soldiers to pierce the densely packed enemy troops like a sharp blade. No one could stop the blade.
In fact, he was not charging forward without a purpose.
He knew that Zhou Hong had a sharpshooter named Kong Wei under his command, who was known for his arrows that could shoot a hundred feet high and his crossbows that were as powerful as tigers. His archery skills were so superb that they were well-known throughout the north.
There should be no false reputation under such a great name.
He came here specifically for this person.
Looking around, he quickly locked onto his target and charged towards that direction without leaving any trace.
"That one is the King of Qi?"
Kong Wei had never met the King of Qi, but he was certain of it. The sword's power was combined like a tiger out of a cage, invincible. Who else could it be but the King of Qi?
His heart was pounding.
A godsend.
I didn't expect that I could be so close to the King of Qi.
After estimating the distance, he immediately threw down his sword, took out a specially made black gold bow, pulled the string and arrow, and aimed at the target.
When the string was pulled, he became a strong bow, his aura changed instantly, and he became extremely dangerous. The King of Qi was not easy to aim at while he was killing the enemy, but he was protected by many personal guards, so he remained calm and finally found an opportunity to take advantage of.
As soon as he loosened his hand, three red rays flashed by in the twilight. The arrows were as powerful as lightning and instantly reached the King of Qi.
The King of Qi was indeed very skilled, but Kong Wei had expected that the other party would notice and dodge. Everything happened as he had predicted. The King of Qi dodged the first two arrows, and a flower of blood splattered. The last arrow hit the other party's right chest.
The King of Qi paused for a moment, and fell off his horse with a bang.
"The King of Qi was shot in the right chest!!"
Kong Wei's left and right burst into cheers. At the same time, a black-faced enemy general came roaring, "Lord!"
The Royal Guard Cavalry Battalion rushed to the scene quickly, protecting the King of Qi and helping him retreat urgently.
"Quick, go back and report to the lord!"
Kong Wei and others immediately rode back at high speed.
…
The Qi army took advantage of the twilight to fight and retreat, and its formation changed extremely quickly. At 0:00 p.m., they successfully escaped and retreated to the main camp.
Wei Jing, whose clothes were stained deep red, had been carried back to the central tent. His personal guards ran around in a hurry, and military doctors came and went hurriedly. Hot water was brought in, and then a basin of blood was carried out. The civil officials had already anxiously entered the outer tent, and the generals who had returned to the camp one after another were running towards them in a hurry, all covered in dirt.
The atmosphere was so tense, but Wei Jing, who was "seriously injured" in the tent, jumped up, threw away the sharp arrow that was stuck under his ribs, unfastened the armor buckle, pulled out the blood bag in his arms, and finally, with a series of "clangs", he tore off more than a dozen thick black iron sheets from his chest, abdomen and back.
It may not be quite right to call it a slice, it is more than half an inch thick.
Wei Jing has a wife and a daughter, so how could he risk his life to lure the enemy? Regardless of whether Ji Huan and others agree or not, he himself would not do it.
If it really doesn't work, just retreat back to the south and wait for the next opportunity.
He is not alone anymore.
Since Wei Jing used this strategy, he naturally wanted to ensure his own safety. Even though he had excellent skills, he did not take it lightly at all. The black iron sheets wrapped around his body were temporarily cut from several black gold swords. Not to mention one arrow, even ten arrows could not penetrate them.
It was safe, but extremely heavy. Even with Wei Jing's physical strength, he was sweating profusely and breathing rapidly after holding it for most of the day.
He was shirtless, gulped down a few cups of tea, and looked at Ji Huan: "Wait a moment, spread the news that I'm slightly injured, and then prepare to move camp immediately."
Ji Huan agreed and sat down with everyone else. Wei Jing casually put on a plain silk inner garment and pointed at the regional map.
"The allied forces must pursue us urgently. When we retreat to Fuchang, we must be overtaken. We must fight and retreat at the same time, and when we pretend to be defeated at Qiling, we will begin to stagnate."
"Zhang Yong, listen to my order. You lead 80,000 elite soldiers to go around Junqiu, carry arrows and kerosene, raise many flags, and attack the rear of the pursuing army with fire!"
"The order has been given!"
"Chen Qi and Fan Ya, the two of you lead the 100,000 left-wing troops, fight and retreat, lead the pursuing enemy to the west foot of Qiling Mountain, and then turn around and attack."
"The order has been given!"
"Fan Qing and Chen Si, ..."
…
Finally, the enemy was lured to move in pursuit. With such a good opportunity, Wei Jing's purpose was certainly not just to move the battlefield.
The Allied forces were dealt a heavy blow, and their greatest advantage in numbers was completely eliminated in one fell swoop.
…
However, at this time, in the allied camp, all the princes gathered together, and Zhou Hong asked again: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?!"
Kong Wei and the other six people were certain: "My Lord, there is no mistake!"
They saw with their own eyes a stream of blood spurting out from the middle of the King of Qi's right chest. It was clear and absolutely true.
In fact, there were not only these few people at the scene. Prince An, Prince Ji and several minor princes were also there. He ordered people to find them and questioned them in detail.
Everyone speaks the same language and the result is the same.
Everyone was excited.
Right chest!
Almost everyone present had heard of Kong Wei's fame, and he had also practiced archery once on the spot, and it turned out that his reputation was well-deserved.
Hit right in the chest, blood spurted out, everyone knew what this meant.
Are you really that lucky?
Everyone was cheering with joy but at the same time they couldn't believe it. At this moment, news came back from Prince An's spy in the Qi camp.
"King Qi was slightly injured?"
In fact, spies like ordinary soldiers released each other. Prince Ji, Wang Ji and others sent back several pieces of news in succession.
The results are the same.
Prince An stood up with a bang, his face showing joy: "It seems that Wei Jing is indeed seriously injured!"
If the news was that he was seriously injured, he would have doubts, but the news that he was slightly injured must be to appease the troops.
"Whether Wei Jing is dead or not, the Qi army will definitely break camp and retreat tonight."
Prince An's eyes were burning: "Take advantage of the opportunity to pursue them. If all goes well, we will wipe out the main force of the Qi army in one fell swoop!"
“That’s right!”
"Exactly!"
"Okay, let's pass the order immediately!"
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