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In the eleventh year of Wu Jianshuo, December 19th, the Battle of Yushui Creek, which would be seen by later generations as a turning point for the entire Jin Dynasty, had its main combat conclude before the end of this day. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

However, the continuous state of battle would certainly not stop there.

The Battle of Yushui Creek was essentially the result of Qu Zhengyan using the psychological blind spot of the Jin people not fully accepting the fact that the Hua Xia Army's troop quality had surpassed that of the Jin soldiers, launching a frontal offensive for the first time on the battlefield. Over fourteen thousand Hua Xia soldiers decisively defeated a coalition force of nearly fifty thousand from Jin, Liao, Xi, Bohai, and puppet armies. Taking advantage of the enemy's initial shock, they expanded their gains.

The core element supporting this battle was the fact that the Hua Xia Army was already capable of directly defeating the main elite of the Jurchen forces. Under this core element, many detailed plans and the use of schemes in this battle became mere details.

Among them, the bloody resistance in Victory Gorge and the killing of Elili at Eagle's Beak could only be considered icing on the cake. From a strategic perspective, as long as the Hua Xia Army's quality surpassing the Jurchens became a reality, it would inevitably be revealed on a certain battlefield one day—or through the accumulation of numerous victories. Qu Zhengyan and others chose to open this biggest trump card at this active point, taking advantage of the momentum to seize Yushui Creek in one fell swoop.

The war had lasted for two months. At this point, the Jurchens could no longer retreat. It was at this moment that everyone was told: the confidence of the Hua Xia Army in defending the Southwest did not lie in the Jurchens' distant expedition, nor in the advantageous terrain of the Southwest defense, nor did it require taking advantage of internal problems within the Jurchens to drag down their expedition over a long period.

The Hua Xia Army's confidence in fighting the Jurchens lay in the fact that even in a frontal battle, you are no match for us.

"...Thinking about it this way, if I were Nianhan, I would be having a headache right now..."

In the early morning of December 20th, while a large group of people in the Zizhou command headquarters were waiting for news from Yushui Creek, Qu Zhengyan and Yu Zhongdao, the two division commanders on the front lines, were wrapped in quilts, warming themselves by the fire in a small house, waiting for dawn. That night, the mountains outside were still a chaotic mess.

The daytime battle brought a resolute and unquestionable victory. Over thirty thousand people were either killed or captured in the nearby mountains, with the majority of those killed being Jurchens, Khitans, Xi, Bohai, and Liaodong people.

In this campaign of the Jin army, in order to avoid the negative impact of the Han Chinese puppet army's poor performance on themselves, Zonghan did not mobilize more than two hundred thousand Han troops into the Jianmen Pass. The attacking army at Yushui Creek numbered nearly fifty thousand, with the puppet army accounting for about twenty thousand. The backbone of the battlefield was still composed of Jin, Khitan, Xi, Bohai, and Liaodong people.

Those who could be brought south by the Jurchens were not weak in combat ability. Considering that the Jin Dynasty had been established for nearly twenty years and was in a period of smooth sailing, the sense of belonging among the various main ethnic groups was still strong. The Xi and Bohai people had always been on good terms with the Jurchens. Even the Khitans, who had once been conquered, had a group of old ministers who were later reused. The Han Chinese in Liaodong did not regard the southern people as their own.

Twenty years had passed, and the Jurchens mostly had good homes. The other ethnic groups had a stronger desire for advancement—much like if you don't have a good father, you have to work harder. This southern expedition was seen as the last chance to make a name for themselves. The armies of the other ethnic groups often showed an even stronger desire to make contributions and fight than the Jurchens.

Many of the fifty thousand Jurchen troops—excluding the Han Chinese puppet army, which was already composed of surrendered soldiers—had not even had the psychological preparation for being defeated or surrendering on a large scale on the battlefield. This led to many people launching desperate battles after being at a disadvantage, increasing the Hua Xia Army's casualties during the attack.

As this day came to an end, the outer camp of the Jin army at Yushui Creek had been destroyed. The inner camp, centered on the Jurchens, gathered more than five thousand people, relying on dense artillery fire to launch a tenacious resistance. Several thousand escaped soldiers were scattered in the outer mountains. At this time, considering the difficulty of completely annihilating the enemy, Qu Zhengyan maintained his rationality and retreated.

In fact, although the road between Yushui Creek and Huangtou Rock had not yet been repaired, two generals of the Jurchens, Yu Yu and Dalai, who were of the same level as Elili, had already led hundreds of people through the mountains to Yushui Creek.

With fourteen thousand people attacking fifty thousand enemy troops, and capturing more than twenty thousand people that day, the Hua Xia Army was also exhausted, almost to its limit. At three o'clock in the morning, just after the hour of Chou, Dalai led more than six hundred people to laboriously bypass the Yushui Creek camp, attempting to attack the Hua Xia Army camp. His expectation was to cause the already exhausted Hua Xia Army to panic, or at least to cause the more than twenty thousand prisoners who had not yet been fully escorted to the rear to mutiny.

What he did not expect was that the monitoring network arranged by Qu Zhengyan on the front lines was still maintaining its work. In order to prevent the Jurchens from counterattacking that night, Qu Zhengyan and Yu Zhongdao stayed up all night, even personally calling out names to constantly urge small-scale patrol teams to go to the front lines to carry out strict supervision.

The scouts watching in the dark discovered Dalai's troops sneaking in. The situation was quickly reported back, and the regiment commander in charge nearby quietly mobilized several artillery pieces, taking advantage of the enemy's approach, and launched a round of artillery fire without warning.

Because it was at night, the damage caused by the artillery fire was difficult to assess, but the huge commotion it caused finally made Dalai and his party give up their plan to attack, scaring them back to their camp.

This was a small episode that occurred in the early morning of the 20th. As dawn broke, the support troops from Zizhou had gradually entered Yushui Creek. At this time, what remained was the follow-up action of clearing the scattered soldiers in the mountains and further expanding the victory. The basic foundation of the victory in the entire Yushui Creek battle was finally completely solidified.

In the following days, the wounded and prisoners were gradually transferred to the rear. The mountain road from Yushui Creek to Zizhou was crowded with people coming and going every day. The wounded and prisoners were transferred towards Zizhou, while the propaganda teams, logistics supply teams, and newly trained soldiers were successively replenished to the front lines. At this time, the Little New Year had arrived. The rear slaughtered some pigs and chickens to transport to the front to reward the army. The art troupes also came up, and the results and significance of the Battle of Yushui Creek had been hyped up by the Hua Xia Army's propaganda department. The news spread to the rear and to various parts of the army, and the entire Southwest was stirred up by the results of this battle.

In Huangming County, Bahlisu's offensive had temporarily stopped. In the mountains spanning dozens of miles from Jiange to the front lines, the Jurchen troops led by Zonghan were plunged into a true winter.

Reaching the last leg of their lives, these Jurchen heroes, who had been rampant throughout their lives, were caught in an awkward situation of being unable to advance or retreat.

Of course, they would make a decision.

The Hua Xia Army was also waiting for their decision to fall.

On the afternoon of December 26th, after receiving initial treatment, Mao Yishan was recalled to the rear as a hero representative. At this time, the regiment's casualty statistics and follow-up arrangements had been completed. He returned with two deputies, wearing red flowers on his chest, along with several staff members from the propaganda department.

There was no rigid standard for the return date. There were many soldiers on the way back. Mao Yishan felt embarrassed wearing a red flower and took it off after leaving the Yushui Creek pass. Passing by the general wounded soldiers' camp, he dismissed several members of the propaganda department to go ahead, and he took his deputies in to see the seriously wounded comrades. In the evening, he met Hou Wu and Hou Yuan Yong's father and son in the nearby prisoner-of-war camp.

He personally killed Elili, was a great hero, and when he was arranged to leave the front line temporarily, the division commander Yu Zhongdao casually took a bottle of wine and sent him off. That evening, Mao Yishan took it out and shared it with Hou Wu and Hou Yuan Yong. Hou Wu was responsible for the work of the prisoner-of-war camp, waved his hand and refused, so Hou Yuan Yong accompanied him to drink the bottle of wine. After the wine and food, Mao Yishan happily visited the prisoner-of-war camp and went straight to the captured Jurchen elite soldiers.

At this time, the camp was also using rough dinner. When Mao Yishan passed by, a large number of prisoners were just taking a break after dinner. The square earth platform was surrounded by ropes, so that the prisoners could walk around. Mao Yishan walked onto the wooden platform next to him: "These guys... Do they all understand Chinese?"

"Some... Understand a few words."

"Oh, Fifth Brother, call someone to translate for me." Mao Yishan was in high spirits, with his hands on his hips, "Hey! Jurchen grandsons! Look at me! The one who killed your boss Elili is me--"

Hou Wu couldn't laugh or cry: "Yishan, you haven't drunk that much..."

"What invincible when they reach ten thousand, cowards!" Mao Yishan smiled and tugged at Hou Wu's sleeve, "Fifth Brother, help me translate."

The Jurchen prisoners under the stage looked over here one after another. A few people understood what Mao Yishan said, and their faces became unfriendly. Hou Wu's face turned cold, and he waved his hand around. The soldiers surrounding him all raised their bows and crossbows.

"What! Unconvinced! If you have the guts, come up and fight me one-on-one! My name is Mao Yishan, which is better than your boss's... What is that rotten name Elili, it sounds much better!"

Hou Wu stared at the movement in the crowd, Hou Yuan Yong, who was on the side, covered his face and was secretly laughing. Mao Yishan was more introverted in his early years, and later became a family and became a military officer, and his temperament was known for being honest, and he rarely showed off like this. He shouted a few times, afraid that the prisoners would not understand, and asked the deputy for a big red flower and wore it on his chest, gesticulating: "I! Kacha! Elili!"

"Hahaha! You are not happy..."

After being so presumptuous for a while, Hou Wu pulled Mao Yishan away. When the few people returned to the fire in the room again, Mao Yishan's mood was low. He talked about the Battle of Eagle's Beak: "After the count was taken after the fight, 332 people around me died. Although it is said that the crock will break by the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle, but... I have to send letters to their families this time."

After more than ten years of fighting, the people around him have died in one round after another, but no matter how many times he experienced it, such things always seemed like soft knives carving words in his heart. That was a long-lasting, piercing pain that could not even be vented in any hysterical way. Mao Yishan threw the firewood into the fire, his expression restrained, only revealing some moist red in his eyes.

Hou Wu patted him on the shoulder. Hou Yuan Yong on the side laughed: "Uncle Mao, let's not talk about those things. Let's just say that you killed Elili, who do you think is the most restless when they hear this?"

Mao Yishan and Hou Wu looked at the young man, then looked at each other, and they had already smiled in unison...

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