After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

With the reunion of Mo Zang Xiling and Xifeng Buyi from the Western Xia side, and the gathering of Yan Da and six others from the Song Dynasty, the Second Battle of Haoshuichuan finally began slowly under the attention of all the people.

The troops used by both sides to lure the enemy and the so-called "pseudo-main force" troops were concentrated in the narrow terrain on the north bank of Haoshui River, engaged in fierce fighting.

In order to suppress the two fierce old men from Xixia, the six people of Yanda completely threw their faces into the ground and stepped on them a few times.

The occasional sound of bowstrings shooting arrows and the shouting of an old man were precisely the final stubbornness of this battle.

The seriousness and concentration of both sides began to reach their peak as the war progressed.

No one noticed that in the dense forest at the foot of Liupan Mountain not far away, a new force was hiding in it, secretly observing the development of the situation on the entire battlefield.

Judging from their armor and related weapons, they are the Western Xia army.

At this moment, on a slightly higher slope, Zhang Yuan, dressed in a black robe, was carefully observing the battle below, while also trying his best to find someone.

But due to the long distance, one could only see a Song army flag fluttering in the wind from afar - Han!

"Is it you... Did you step in here..."

Zhang Yuan's gloomy eyes kept scanning the battlefield, not wanting to miss any flaws.

But at this time, distance became the biggest obstacle. He could only vaguely perceive that under the big flag, there was a person in a crimson official robe with a body shape similar to Han Ming.

But Zhang Yuan had no way of knowing whether it was him.

Ever since the first clash between the two of them in Lingzhouchuan during the Song-Xia War, Zhang Yuan has always felt that he is in a passive position.

Every move Han Ming made was a tactic that caught him off guard and frightened him.

The resolute launch of the second Battle of Haoshuichuan was also to break the strategic suppression between Song and Xia.

From the time Han Ming sent out his troops from Yongxingjun Road until now, he has been firmly controlling all the policies and movements of Western Xia. No one and no military force can escape his calculations.

This made Zhang Yuan, an old loach who had fought on the battlefield for many years, feel a deep malice and a sense of weariness due to old age.

But at the same time, it also aroused Zhang Yuan's fangs that had been buried for many years. He wanted to try to prove again that he could still fight!

For this extreme idea, he dared to lead nearly 50,000 Xiangqing troops from Xiping Prefecture to launch a raid across the Song-Xia border.

They didn't take into account the fact that if the war failed, there would be no support troops to guard the border between southern Xixia and the Song Dynasty, not even the capital Xingqing Prefecture!

A trace of nervousness passed through Zhang Yuan's heart, but was immediately suppressed, and the expression on his face began to become uncertain.

The main forces behind him that were preparing to attack and provide support were all waiting for Zhang Yuan's orders.

Zhang Yuan just stared silently at the "Korea" flag whistling in the strong wind without saying a word.

"grown ups..."

Fei Tingsuian, who was the deputy commander of the Western Xia army at the moment, whispered a reminder, indicating whether an attack was necessary.

"No hurry, now is not the time."

Zhang Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and his breathing was urgent, which made Fei Ting Suian beside him know the inner uneasiness of the former prime minister at the moment.

After Zhang Yuan said this, a cruel thought flashed through his mind.

"In order to eliminate Han Ming, the Dangxiang's formidable enemy, this sacrifice is unavoidable."

"As long as Han Ming dies, the Song Dynasty's suppressive power will return to its former state. This is beneficial to both the country and the people. I believe that Prime Minister Mei Zang will also agree with me."

"Trading Mo Zang Xiling and Xi Feng Buyi for an opportunity, a chance to completely strangle Han Ming, this deal is a good deal!"

While Zhang Yuan was thinking, the cold aura around him made Fei Tingsui'an, a tough guy from an ethnic minority, tremble a little.

"All troops, stand down and do not move rashly. I have noticed that the enemy's troops are not Han Ming's central army. They are also trying to lure the enemy out of their lair!"

Zhang Yuan still had to consider the conflicting interests among the eight Dangxiang tribes, so it was difficult for him to clearly state the reason for not sending troops. He had to find an excuse that was not really an excuse to stabilize the Western Xia army behind him.

Because he was a little afraid that the commander of the Song army joining the battle now would not be Han Ming.

In this case, it is possible that this vicious guy wants to play a mantis stalking cicada, while the oriole is behind.

For a little uncertainty, Zhang Yuan suppressed his inner impulse and planned to let Mo Zang Xiling and Xifeng Buyi deal with the current enemy alone.

This made Han Ming guess his thoughts, so as the supreme commander of the Song army, Han Ming did not appear around the battlefield, but led his troops deep into the Liupan Mountains.

At this moment, the halfway point of Liupan Mountain was densely populated with people, and urgent shouts echoed through the sky as they came and went.

Looking closer, one could see that the Song army had taken off their armor, were bare-chested, and were holding hoes and pickaxes, desperately digging the soil to change the road.

Han Ming, along with two young generals, Jing Yu and Yan Ming, who had been following him since the Battle of Tuotuokou, were inspecting the reconstruction of the entire mountain forest and river channel.

"How about asking Longgan City to provide a large amount of warm charcoal?"

Han Ming looked at the scene where the ice and snow on the hillside of Liupan Mountain were melting under the warm sun after the spring came, and asked Jing Yu who had just returned from Longgan City.

"We're ready, but we're a little short on quantity."

Jing Yu answered immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Han Ming and saw that his brows were furrowed, and his heart couldn't help but beat fast.

"General, Lord Chen has already collected all the heating equipment in the city. However, due to the invasion of Western Xia in recent months, many civilians and wealthy merchants have moved out of Longgan City. Therefore, we cannot guarantee the number of heating equipment!"

Hearing Jing Yu's slightly nervous tone, Han Ming suddenly realized that his thoughts had been figured out by this shrewd young general.

"Don't be nervous. With the limited manpower, I can't do anything..."

Han Ming walked with his hands behind his back beside several tributaries that had been diverted. He squatted down and brushed his hands across the extremely cold water that was filled with melted snow and ice.

"Tell Master Chen to collect and provide another batch of heating devices. It doesn't need to be much, just half of this quota will be enough."

Hearing that Han Ming did not blame him, Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief, immediately clasped his fists and saluted, then turned to Longgan City to continue urging for supplies.

"Yan Ming!"

Han Ming watched Jing Yu leave, then looked at the bustling construction site and called out to Yan Ming who was listening to the lecture behind him.

"The general is here!"

Han Ming thought for a moment and then asked quietly, "How are the bamboo rafts and boats we prepared earlier?"

When Yan Ming heard that it was his turn to report, he immediately perked up and said, "Everything is ready."

"Thanks to Lord Chen who prepared a lot of wood before and after the winter, there is no shortage of supplies."

Hearing this, Han Ming nodded slightly, then chuckled as if he had thought of something and said, "My Senior Brother Chen is quite capable."

"Check these bamboo rafts and wooden boats carefully to make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Yes, General, I will be careful."

Han Ming gave a brief reminder and left with his personal guard chief Yong Zeng to continue inspecting the construction site.

"Once the first batch of heating equipment arrives, you will arrange for people to bury these things along both sides of the main stream of Haoshui River."

"Remember, we must not light a bonfire. If smoke appears and the enemy troops below the mountain discover us, our plan will fail!"

Yong Zeng nodded vigorously to every word Han Ming said, taking it carefully into his mind.

"In this way, this drama should also come to an end."

"When you and I return to Beijing, I will first arrange a lifelong event for you. This is the most important thing."

Han Ming's teasing voice made Yong Zeng, who was seriously taking notes of the order, freeze in place, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Then Yong Zeng added in his heart: It seems that our general is confident and has made preparations for the relevant matters of returning to the court!