Why did the Mongols FAIL to take Vietnam? (PART 10) | A bloodbath they never forgot

Why did the Mongols FAIL to take Vietnam? (part 10) | A bloodbath they never forgot
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Why did the Mongols FAIL to take Vietnam? (part 10) | A bloodbath they never forgot. “You run to the sky, I’ll chase you to the sky. You run to the earth, I’ll chase you there. You climb a mountain, I’ll be right behind you. You dive in the river, I’ll dive too.” - Omar
There are wounds in a nation's memory that never heal....only scab over with time: tender, aching, waiting to bleed again.
In the winter of 1287, the Mongols came to Dai Viet one last time. But they didn’t come to rule, and they didn’t come to bargain.
They came to punish.

Why did the Mongols FAIL to take Vietnam? (part 10) | A bloodbath they never forgot. Fields were flattened. Homes were swallowed in flame. The sky was black with the smoke of a thousand villages, each one with names that would never be spoken again. Families scattered. Mothers fled with children pressed to their chests. Fathers who stayed behind disappeared into the dark, taking their last stand beneath the ruins of their homes. Temples crumbled. They dug through the sacred earth, looking for the bones of the former king, as if digging up the dead could kill the spirit of the living.
This was no longer about thrones or treaties.
There were no rules left. No mercy.
This… was extermination.

Why did the Mongols FAIL to take Vietnam? (part 10) | A bloodbath they never forgot. That was the price Dai Viet paid—for daring to wound the pride of an empire that had never learned to lose.
With a strike that would make any sea raider proud, Tran Khanh Du and his scrappy band of warriors ambushed and annihilated the Yuan supply fleet led by Zhang Wenhu. One minute the enemy’s rice and salted fish were on their way to feed a mighty army, and the next—they were fish food. By taking out that supply fleet, he didn’t just ruin the Yuan army’s lunch—he cracked open the door for a whole new kind of war.
No food for the invaders meant no comfy campaign. That’s a slow burn disaster. Them Mongols were gonna have a hard time settling in for a long fight. Meanwhile, the home team could now settle in for a long, gritty fight, just like they did during the last invasion. That’s the kind of war Dai Viet was built to win.
Zhang Wenhu's embarrassing defeat was still a well-kept secret—kept so well that even the Yuan generals kept marching with their the supplies they had dragged overland, bellies full from what they’d hauled across the hills, boots polished, banners flying, not a clue their next warm meal was probably being pan-fried by some hungry villager or nibbled on by crabs.
Toghon, the man in charge, still hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Zhang Wenhu’s supply ships. Figured the boats were just running late—storms, tides, who knows. He wasn’t panicking yet. Instead, he sent Omar out with a clear order: "If we can’t get food by ship, then get it by sword." And just like that, the raiding began.
The lands around Van Kiep got hit hard. Folks there had already seen enough trouble for a lifetime, but now they had soldiers kicking in doors, torching granaries, and dragging off whatever they could chew or carry. You could hear the misery in the wind.
Not long after, Toghon pulled his forces together—land and naval—and started marching toward Thang Long. They hit Dai Viet forward positions one after another. Steady, relentless. Every skirmish pushed the Viets lines back a little.

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