Chapter 25 Chongshan Pass, Chongshan Town

Seeing that the situation was almost tense, Yang Zhengshan shouted again excitedly: "Facing the enemy who invades us, we can only do one thing, and that is to kill!"

"Use our spears to carve out a way for our parents, wives and children to survive!"

He kicked up the iron spear standing beside him, pointed it at the young men below, and shouted, "Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The young man with bloodshot eyes raised his spear and roared angrily.

They were filled with fear and anger. What they feared was the scene of their parents, wives and children being massacred, and what they were angry about was the invasion from the enemy.

The roar echoed in the cold wind for a long time.

The surrounding villagers also clenched their fists and watched the scene with red eyes.

Yang Zhengxiang stood in the crowd, watching this scene silently, his eyes flashing with different emotions.

"Zhengshan has the talent of a general!"

Yang Zhengshan, who was standing above, listened to the blood-boiling roar and a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

What is the most important thing for an army?
Yang Zhengshan thinks it should be belief.

These young men in front of him were like a blank sheet of paper, and the first thing he had to do was to paint a sense of faith on them.

Guardian faith!
Belief is the reason and motivation for fighting, and the foundation of fearlessness.

Feeling that it was about time, Yang Zhengshan pressed the gun in his hand and said, "Stop!"

The voice stopped, he took a deep breath, and said: "You already understand why you are fighting, then you will need to use your blood and sweat to build a wall for your parents, wives and children!"

"The following training will be very boring and hard. Are you ready?"

"it is done!"

"Very good! Then let's start by lining up!"

Yang Zhengshan began formal training.

Forming a team is the foundation and the beginning of building military discipline.

Now that they have faith, the next step is to shape military discipline. Once these young and strong men are able to follow orders, then it is time to train them to fight on the battlefield.

In fact, for these young and strong men, the ability to fight on the battlefield is the easiest to train. Don't forget that they have all practiced the Yang family's spear technique.

The Yang family spear technique is a spear technique honed on the battlefield. With the foundation of the Yang family spear technique, training in battlefield fighting will naturally be easy.

There is no need to explain the specific training process. Yang Zhengshan referred to his own military training experience and combined it with his original experience in the army to sum up a pretty good method of training soldiers.

While the young and strong men were receiving training, the entire Yangjia Village was also busy.

Yang Zhengxiang led the villagers to build barricades, dig traps, and reinforce the walls outside the village. At the same time, he also sent a dozen young and strong men into Changqing Mountain to find a suitable place for temporary residence.

It would be best if they could defend Yangjia Village. If not, they could at least hide in Changqing Mountain to avoid the massacre by the Hu people.

As time went by, more and more news came in about the border war.

The eighteenth day of the first lunar month in the twenty-third year of Chengping.

The Hu tribe of the East China Sea gathered an army of 50,000 and marched to the city of Chongshan Pass.

The twenty-second day of the first lunar month.

The Hu army launched an attack and attacked the city three times in one day, but was repelled each time by the defenders in the city.

From then on, the Hu army attacked the city every two or three days, but each attack seemed to be anticlimactic.

The third day of February.

Dayong, the first-class Marquis of Dingyuan, the deputy governor of the Central Military Governor's Office, and Zhang Shouwang, the general of Chongshan, stood on the city wall of Guancheng, overlooking the endless Hu camps outside the city.

At the same time, several deputy generals and lieutenant generals of Chongshan Town followed him, looking outside the city gate with serious expressions.

Zhang Shouwang was nearly sixty years old, with his long beautiful beard fluttering in the biting cold wind. His eyes were particularly deep, as if containing an indelible sorrow.

"Their goal is not to break through the mountain pass!"

He stroked his long beard and said affirmatively.

Deputy General Ji Feiyu seemed to be thinking, "If it wasn't for Chongshan Pass, why did they gather 50,000 troops?"

Although the Hu army frequently launched attacks on Chongshan Pass during this period, each attack seemed to be a show and they would retreat at the slightest casualties.

Zhang Shouwang raised his head, he couldn't guess what the purpose of the Hu tribe was.

It’s different in the past.

Twenty years ago, the Darong Dynasty was prosperous, and Chongshan Town was strong and capable, so it could defeat the main force of the Donghai Hu tribe in one fell swoop. But now, after years of disasters in the hinterland of Darong, the country's strength is gradually declining, and the soldiers and horses of the nine border towns have long been slack in the battle. Especially Chongshan Town, it has not experienced a large-scale war for twenty years, and the soldiers have long been slack and no longer as mighty as before.

More importantly, over the past twenty years, they have relaxed a lot of their attention on the East China Sea Hu tribe. Now they have no accurate number of how many troops and resources the East China Sea Hu tribe has.

Under such circumstances, they had no way of accurately grasping the movements and intentions of the East China Sea Hu people.

"We have been too lazy these years!"

Zhang Shouwang's eyes were filled with sorrow and helplessness.

He came from a noble family, but he served in the army for decades. It can be said that he witnessed the decline of Chongshan Town from its prosperity.

Think about the Chongshan Town in the past, and then look at the Chongshan Town today.

The mountains and rivers are still there, but they no longer have the glory they once had.

Faced with a mere 50,000 Hu people, he didn't even dare to go out to fight. The thought of it made him feel sad.

Unfortunately, he could not change Chongshan Town, nor could he change Chongshan Town.

The reason why Chongshan Town has become what it is today is no longer because of Chongshan Town, but because of the court.

The Battle of Black Cloud Mountain established the glory of the northern part of Dayong, but it also led to many conflicts within Dayong.

As a result, the emperor and his ministers were suspicious of each other, and the rewards and punishments for the officers and soldiers were unclear, which led to many unjust, false and wrong cases, which led to the decline of the powerful Chongshan Town.

There are too many past events to explain them all at once.

Just when Zhang Shouwang was feeling helpless and powerless, suddenly a hurried report came.

"Report~~, there is a beacon fire rising from Zhanghebao!"

Zhang Shouwang and several generals' faces suddenly changed and they looked towards the west.

Under the gray sky, there was a beam of smoke rising straight up, which was particularly eye-catching.

However, this was just the beginning. Zhang Shouwang's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his brows twisted into a knot in an instant.

The smoke of war rose one after another, and in the blink of an eye it spread across the western sky.

Chongshan Town does not refer to Chongshan Pass, but the Sanfeng Mountain which starts from the coast of the East China Sea and ends at the Qianchong Mountains in the west, with a total length of more than 800 miles.

The border defense system is composed of a beacon every five miles, a watchtower every ten miles, a fort every thirty miles, and a city every hundred miles.

Right now, there are flames of war in the west, which means that a large number of enemies are invading.

"Sir, it's all just a flame of war!" Ji Feiyu's expression fluctuated and his face became increasingly gloomy.

Whenever a group of barbarians enters the country and their number is more than 50 but less than 500, a beacon will be lit.

If the number of the Hu bandits is more than 500 but less than 3,000, light two beacons.

For a population between 3,000 and 10,000, three beacons should be lit; for a population over 10,000, four beacons should be lit.

And now all the garrisons in the west are lighting beacons. This does not mean that there are less than 500 invading people, but that a large number of small enemy forces have infiltrated.

If there was only one wisp, the smoke would have connected into a line and spread towards Chongshan Pass, instead of spreading everywhere like it is now.

Zhang Shouwang looked towards the enemy camp below the city again.

Fifty thousand enemy troops are still in the camp.

"Their purpose is small-scale looting!"

At this time, Zhang Shouwang finally figured out the purpose of the Hu tribe in the East China Sea.

The 50,000 troops under the city were just to attract attention and tie down the defenders inside the Chongshan Pass. Of course, if he dared to mobilize the defenders inside the pass to encircle and suppress those small groups of enemy forces that had infiltrated, the 50,000 troops outside the city would attack the city with all their might.

"That's right. They don't dare to start a full-scale war with us now. They just want to plunder supplies!" Zhang Shouwang lowered his eyes slightly, and a gloomy energy in his heart surged like a tide.

Although this situation can prevent Chongshan Town from a complete defeat, the people living near the border will probably suffer.

A large number of small enemy forces infiltrated and plundered, and even if they sent troops to encircle and suppress them, they could not wipe them out completely.

"Pass the order, tell the left and right camps of the garrison to split up and attack, encircle and annihilate the enemy!" Zhang Shouwang gave the order.

The five battalions of Zhenba were the last elite troops of Chongshan Town, with a total of no more than 15,000 soldiers, of which the left and right battalions were both cavalry.

The enemy invaded in scattered groups, so they could only disperse and encircle them.

Since the infantry could not catch up with the mounted enemies, Zhang Shouwang could only mobilize his two most elite cavalry battalions, hoping to kill more enemies.

"Here!"

Two lieutenant generals came out and clasped their fists to receive the order.

(End of this chapter)