Chapter 29 Chapter 29 The Battle of Yashan——The End of the Great Song Dynasty

Taking a deep breath, he lightly clicked the words "Battle of Yashan" on the keyboard, his fingertips trembling silently, just like in 1279 A.D., Xinhui, Guangdong, China, that trembling sea, that ship The trembling shipwreck, the trembling fire, the trembling victors and martyrs, the trembling blood that dyed a large area of ​​the Southern Song Dynasty sea area, tumbling into a swan song among the surging waves—the last swan song of the Great Song Dynasty— - Battle of Yashan. The prelude to the swan song is very complicated. In the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, one wanted to rule the world and sweep Liuhe, and the other wanted to defend the country and fight to the end.So the rolling horseshoes crushed a large area of ​​rivers and mountains in the Southern Song Dynasty.Xiangfan, Sichuan, Chongqing, Jiangnan, Fuzhou, Jiangxi, Guangdong, Guangxi; Meng Gong, Wang Jian, Li Tingzhi, Zhang Shun, Zhang Gui, Lu Wenhuan, Lu Wende, Zhang Yu, Wen Tianxiang... the place names and names of three or two characters are An inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood.

But the burning of jade and stone could not stop the rolling horseshoes of the Mongols. The Xiangfan defense line, which was criss-crossed and desperately resisted, fell; the Diaoyu City that once killed the Mongolian Khan fell; Just pull the white flag.The generals who had dealt heavy blows to the Mongols surrendered and died for their country.The Prime Minister Jia Sidao, who liked to fight crickets in the deep palace, was caught and chopped up.Everything that should be lost is lost, the damned and the undeserved are all dead. As for the Southern Song Dynasty, which is used to calling the invaders uncle, the empress dowagers and emperors were all arrested, and you were the ones who were wiped out. , It's useless to call grandpa this time.

Resist to the death, then fall, massacre the city, and surrender with the white flag.Then they fell, massacred the city, knelt down and begged for mercy, and called grandpa and grandpa, and then became prisoners, ate in prison, and became fourth-class citizens. How can such a country be saved, and who can save it. But there are still people who believe that if someone is saved, I can save them. The emperor is gone, and another one will be established.If you lose your territory, find a new one, fight if you win, run away if you can't win, whether you stick to it or fight guerrilla, I want to fight you to the end.To put it bluntly, this is called patriotism and the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor. It is a common saying, but it is just like the sentence in Li: If they are allowed to sit in the mountains and rivers, the people of the Song Dynasty, for generations, will become slaves of the Tartars. .

This is the most realistic creed in the hearts of those people, the simplest wish of all dignified Chinese people. The Song Dynasty may have all kinds of bad things, but in order not to become slaves of the Tartars, they can run to the ends of the world, hide, and fight. , but even though the steel knife was pressed against the top, cut into pieces, there was no place to bury him, but he never lowered his noble head. Thus, in 1279 A.D., Yashan at the ends of the earth in the Southern Song Dynasty, under the pressure of the Mongols, gathered the last people who did not want to be slaves. They believed in this country, the fate of future generations, and I could save people.

Remember the names of the following people among them: Grand Tutor Zhang Shijie, the last outstanding military general in the Song Dynasty, a famous general who fought against Mongolia after repeated defeats; the left prime minister Lu Xiufu, who has no strength to restrain a chicken but is strong There is also the most important person in name, Zhao Bing, the late emperor of the Song Dynasty, a 7-year-old child, the last blood of the Southern Song Dynasty royal family, at an age that is not familiar with world affairs, he may not know how to conquer and conquer. Kou, but at this moment when the building is about to collapse, he is the banner.

Under the flag, there are 170,000 officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, men who have retreated from various battlefields and have gone through countless bloody battles; there are 300,000 common people of the Great Song Dynasty, who escaped from the bloody massacres of the Mongols, and come here to help the old and the young , those who stick to this place and stick to their last homeland; they are the 470,000 Southern Song people who are unwilling to be slaves. On the opposite side of the flag is China where the Mongols have completed the great unification, the fourth-class system of racial discrimination, the countryside where the Mongolian cavalry galloped and occupied the land, the city where the Semu people swaggered through the market, and the Han people who did not want to be slaves , A country that cannot bear to face.

By the way, there are sharply sharpened Mongolian sabers, Mongolian cavalry that swept across Eurasia, Zhang Hongfan, the world's most outstanding naval commander in the 13th century, and his most elite Mongolian fleet. Bingfeng told the banner on the opposite side, and those who were unwilling to be slaves under the banner: You have no hope, only despair. Desperate indeed, in 1279 A.D., the Mongolian army marched by land and water, and launched a devastating onslaught against the last small court of the Song Dynasty.Zhangzhou, Chaozhou, Huizhou, and Guangzhou fell one after another, and the Mongols swept across every inch of land at the southern tip of China like a whirlwind.One by one, the cities that fought tenaciously to the end collapsed in an instant, leaving only a small point of Yashan in the huge Southern Song Dynasty.

This is not a battle of equal magnitude, this is a battle that must be defeated, and the end of doom is inevitable. If the country can be saved, can I save it?That's self-defeating hope. There is no victory, no reliance, the ending is doomed from the very beginning of the process, and the only way out is to silently accept the fate of being a slave.Zhang Hongfan, the commander-in-chief of the Mongolian army, understood this truth, as did Zhang Shijie, who presided over the military situation in the Southern Song Dynasty. Zhang Hongfan, who understood this truth, began to come to persuade him to surrender frequently. The Mongolian army from all walks of life began to gather. On the other hand, if you don't surrender, you will be destroyed, if you surrender, you will be a slave, choose.

Zhang Shijie chose.He chose a raging fire that soared into the sky, and thousands of houses and dwellings on the shore were burned down. The 1,000 warships of the Song Army were connected together with iron cables. , All transferred to the boat, the same fierce banners, sharp sabers, the people and the people at the end of the road, answered the Mongols with a loud voice: no surrender. It is said that Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms has done the thing of connecting warships, but doing so at this time has a different meaning. This is the last home, the last desperate situation, life, connected together, and death, connected together Together.

This is a Great Wall on the water, connected to the Great Wall on the sea water of the Southern Song Dynasty with the flesh and blood of people who did not want to be slaves. Knowing that there is no hope, knowing that there is no way out, but still fighting a battle with no victory in sight, Zhang Hongfan doesn't understand: Is it useful for you to do this? Of course he would not understand that he is a Han Chinese, yet he is a Mongol falcon, and the sun and rain of foreign rule have long since wiped out the last bit of blood in his bones.He, who didn't understand this, immediately made a choice.

Then destroy you. The devastated Mongolian army was dispatched across the board.Returning cannons, heavy crossbows, assault boats, heavy warships, fireships, all the most advanced military scientific and technological achievements of mankind in the 13th century are all used, and there are also great Yuan warriors who have never been afraid of death in battle and eat killing people as food. This is the military action that the great military strategist Zhang Hongfan is used to. Standing on the bow of the boat amidst the rolling waves, Zhang Hongfan is looking forward to seeing the familiar scene: breaking through, destroying the enemy, and slaughtering! He saw what he didn't expect. It was resistance, a desperate resistance. The Mongols attacked with fire. The Song army smeared wet mud on the big ship and forced it back; Boom, flesh and blood flew everywhere, but there were still people who were not afraid of death and greeted their chests; the Mongols fired ten thousand crossbows, and the arrows flew like rain, and the Song army fought back with fire.After several days and nights of stalemate fighting, the invincible Mongolian army was once again unable to move an inch. Zhang Hongfan sighed one after another: Brother of my clan, I am really not an ordinary person. By the way, come to think of it, isn't this Zhang Shijie, who never retreats from the fight to the death, also from the Zhang family in Beijing like me?In terms of seniority, I still want to call him big brother, this is easy to handle, send a nephew to persuade him to surrender, big brother, you are awesome, but don’t slap your face swollen and pretend to be fat, you will die in the end, here I am You have to take your life, why bother if you feel uncomfortable and I also suffer?Let's surrender, can I still lose you if I'm here?Do you want to kiss your family? As long as you can hand in your guns and surrender, you will be guaranteed prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life, and the golden ticket will be big... After talking nonsense for a long time, Zhang Shijie just snorted coldly, and when the humming is over, should we fight or fight, should we fight to the death or resist? To your mother's glory and wealth. Zhang Hongfan remembered again, Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Song Dynasty who was captured alive in Haifeng just now, is now eating prison food in his own hands, that is a treasure, when not to use it now?Prime Minister Wen, your old man was born as the number one scholar, with a pen sweeping the world with flowers and flowers, how about writing a letter of persuasion?Accompanied by a smiling face for a long time, the loyal minister Wen Tianxiang smiled slightly, splashed ink on the spot, and wrote down the eternal motto: No one will die in life since ancient times, and keep the loyal heart to reflect the history. I believe that this is exactly the portrayal of the hundreds of thousands of people who did not want to be slaves who stood on the cliff at that moment. Since this is the only way to fight to the end, Zhang Hongfan waved his flag, the Mongolian fleet blocked Haikou, and an elite Mongolian navy cut off the water access channel of Yashan.The sea water became bitterer and bitterer, and the battle became harder and harder. Mongolian troops from Guangzhou and other places came to reinforce them one after another. Zhang Hongfan, who had added new forces, launched a series of strong attacks without stopping, using the north of the cliff as a breakthrough point to continue the attack. The Mongolian traitors were even in front of the battle He shouted at the top of his voice: Surrender, your Prime Minister Chen Yizhong has surrendered, and Prime Minister Wen Tianxiang has been captured, what are you doing! The Yashan Song Army, who was in a difficult situation while drinking sea water and gnawing dry food, only answered them with actions-fighting day and night. The battle lasted from the first month to the second month. The food was exhausted, and the fresh water was long gone. This last homeland had already reached the moment when it ran out of ammunition and food.In the early morning of the sixth day of February, the Mongolian army launched the largest storm. All the fleets were divided into four groups. The main force attacked Yashanshui village from the northern end of Yashan. After launching an attack, Zhang Shijie still resisted tenaciously, and the Mongolian army, which had taken the initiative, was still unable to move forward.The Mongolian army, which had enough soldiers and food, and the Song army, which was out of ammunition and food, fought from early morning to noon, criss-crossing each other. You can't beat it hard, you can only cheat. The cliff mountain in front of you is full of iron bones, it cannot be cut by a knife, it cannot be killed by a bombardment, and it cannot be pierced by a crossbow. Yes, others don’t, but I, Zhang Hongfan, do. Don’t forget, I’m also a Han Chinese. Soon, the Yashan Song Army, who was fighting desperately, was surprised to find that the enemy who was red-eyed just now suddenly stopped attacking, and the whole army retreated neatly. The sound, as well as the laughter and laughter.Everything in front of them is a signal to them: take a break, take a break. The enemy is tired, the enemy is going to rest, this is what the soldiers and civilians of Yashan know, we are also tired, let us take a breath, this is the consequence of knowing this. Take a breath, the consequences are normal, but the price is heavy. Just when the Yashan soldiers and civilians also took a breath, the melodious sounds on Zhang Hongfan's flagship stopped abruptly, and the expressions of the Mongolian soldiers who were drinking and drinking suddenly changed, and they rushed up with blood red eyes.The Yashan army and civilians who were panting were caught off guard, and a hole was torn in the defense line, and then, the Mongolian fleet swarmed in with the turbulent waves.The Great Wall built by the soldiers and civilians of Yashan collapsed. Fierce defeat, complete fiasco, everything finally returned to the familiar fighting style of the Mongols, destructive attacks, slaughter of melons and vegetables, and the Yashan defenders who had been struggling for dozens of days were finally completely defeated at this moment.Screams, screams, and collapses resounded through the rough seas of Yashan. The next protagonist is Lu Xiufu who has been with "Banner" all the time.Surrounded by the sound of the Mongolian army shouting and rushing in, the sound of the collision of sabers, and the soldiers and civilians fleeing in a hurry, this scholar-bureaucrat who did not change his color before the collapse of Mount Tai calmly held the hand of the 7-year-old boy Zhao Bing, the last emperor of the Song Dynasty. , One word at a time, the last words of a true scholar-bureaucrat, and even a country that is about to perish: This is the state of affairs, no more humiliation. This is the common aspiration of all those who do not want to be slaves before a nation faces extinction. The little "flag" who is ignorant of the world, nodded in a daze but earnestly. The tearful Lu Xiufu bent down gently, put the little "flag" on his back, and walked towards the bow with his head held high. , the arrows are like rain, and the torrential waves. That's it. Take a deep breath, bend over, kick your legs, go deep, the small figure blends into the surging ocean.This is the final destination of a dynasty. Lu Xiufu, who can be killed but cannot be humiliated, jumped into the sea with the "flag" on his back. Zhang Shijie, who was defeated like a mountain, organized the remnants and fled to the sea, where he drowned in a hurricane.On the entire surface of the Yashan sea, like Lu Xiufu, as many as 100,000 people went deep into the sea at night, and the surging Yashan sea area, floating corpses for thousands of miles, was the last ritual of a dynasty.Desperate resistance, a battle that burns jade and stone, a moment of comfort, and a heavy price, in exchange for this last sacrifice, no regrets, but regrets. It's a pity, but I have to go back to the process of that battle.The hopeless battle, the utter dead end, did not shake a heart to fight to the end, the tragic charge, the dog-tooth fight, could not break the Great Wall built of flesh and blood on the cliff.However, that momentary omission, Zhang Hongfan's little gimmick, and the panting between a few toasts, all of them collapsed like a mountain and completely stopped.Very tragic, very touching, very soul-stirring, but also very ironic. Don't blame Zhang Hongfan Quide, it's strange to come up with this idea, just blame him as a Han Chinese and know what Han people fear most.Just like a TV series said: Our nation is afraid of nothing but comfort, and it has been this weakness for thousands of years, which has made people one-on-one. This time, Yashan and Zhang Hongfan were also accurate, and after a moment of ease, they were completely destroyed. It wasn't for ease, why did it get to this point, without ease, it would be a matter of time before this battle was overthrown, but it would not be tragic, but also with a little irony. And it's not just Yashan, isn't the entire Song Dynasty also ruined by the word "easy"?For the sake of ease, I don’t need the sixteen prefectures of Youyun, and I can send money when foreign enemies invade; Bianliang, and then to Xiangfan, Diaoyucheng, Chongqing, Lin'an, Fuzhou, let your corpses be burned, and we will lose.The last is Yashan, the last comfort, in exchange for the last death.Why the desperate resistance can't stop others' rolling horseshoes, maybe this is the answer. Yashan is in the past tense, but after Yashan, the comfort continues, and the sorrow of being beaten every time also continues, which is an indisputable fact. Thousands of years ago in Shandong, China, a sage named Meng Ke, under the shaking of the green lantern, wrote a motto that alerted the Chinese nation - born in sorrow, died in peace. Read this sentence, take a look at Yashan, and write about Yashan, not for mourning, not for exciting gimmicks, but for all future generations who do not want to be slaves, with more sorrow and less comfort.