"Seeing such an army, do you still have the confidence to carry out your plan?"

Guo Jing was wearing a suit of armor, his face was majestic, and he was not angry and arrogant, which was completely different from the chivalrous spirit of the rivers and lakes in the hero conference.

is a huge river and lake, and it is the luck of the rivers and lakes to be able to appear such a character as him.

"I'm still confident. ”

He patted Tianwen hanging on his waist, Tianwen was still in the wooden sheath, but Guo Jing did not dare to despise the sharpness of this divine sword.

"It will take about half a month for the Mongol army to attack, and it is impossible for hundreds of thousands of troops to gather in a breath, even if the steppe peoples are nomadic for a living, it still takes time to gather a huge army, but we don't have much time. ”

Meng Ge personally drove the expedition, known as 300,000 troops, this number will not be much water, and may even be more.

The total number of people of all the steppe tribes may not be more than 300,000, but the territory they rule is too vast, and there are countless people for them to squander, and for the people who are not of the same race, they can use it at will, and no matter how much they die, it will not be heartbroken.

And a month and a half has passed since Huang Yaoshi and the others came to Xiangyang City, and the 100,000 army has been gathered.

The most Tang Xuanming asked them to do these days was to memorize the Mongolian military system, learn some simple Mongolian dialects, and at the same time remember the different styles of official tents, which was extremely important for assassination.

In fact, it was more about being prepared, Tang Xuanming wanted them to change their thinking and learn the beheading of the special squad that later generations could often argue about in forums.

He once argued with others about this issue, and in practice, well, it's still a mess.

After all, there is a big gap between theory and reality, and if it weren't for Guo Jing, a commander-in-chief figure in statistical operations, to supplement the details of all aspects, Tang Xuan's unbridled imagination would not have been able to fall to the ground at all, and he could only end up without a problem.

"The Mongol army is still gathering, our 100,000 troops have all been deployed, their defense is tight, and their advance and retreat are orderly, it is difficult for us to launch an attack at this time, and it is up to you to break them down. ”

Guo Jing's words were fast and fluent, and he kept watching the assembly of the Mongol army with cold eyes.

Along with the Mongol army, there were scattered residents outside the city of Xiangyang, all of whom were the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and even though Guo Jing had repeatedly called them to leave from here, they still did not return in time.

At this moment, driven by the Mongol army at the forefront, they all cried and grabbed the ground, and once they hesitated slightly, they were greeted by cold swords.

They didn't have much strength at all, but for Da Song, it was an extremely terrifying attack on the heart.

"Let us in!"

"We are the people of the Great Song Dynasty!"

"I'm from Zhangjiazhuang, you see, this is my household registration!"

......

Hundreds of Song people wailed and wept outside the city, but the people on the city walls were indifferent.

Those are all the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is impossible to say that they will be killed like this without letting go of the city gate.

But once the gates were opened, the Mongol cavalry that followed them could rush in without having to break through the complex city at all.

Everyone will be greeted by the most brutal death.

It was not the wailing of hundreds of Song people, but the sorrow of hundreds of thousands of Song Dynasty people in the entire city.

A thin old man fell to the ground, unable to move forward from the hunger and cold of the past few days, and was greeted only by the cruel smile of the Mongolian Tartar and the cold butcher's knife.

The blood flashed, and Tang Xuanming's sharp gaze made him clearly see that the old man's head was rolling weakly on the ground twice, and his godless eyes looked at the sky, as if he was lamenting, seemed to be sad, and seemed to be numb.

"Smack!"

The horsewhip was whipped on a poorly dressed woman, the severe pain made the woman tremble, she did not resist, her body was thin and she was powerless to resist, and the Mongolian Tartar with a gun and a sword could only move forward numbly.

Tang Xuanming keenly discovered that most of the hundreds of Song people who were driven away were old people and women, and the young and middle-aged people had the ability and had left a long time ago.

The young child will be adopted by the Mongols, receive Mongolian education and knowledge from an early age, and when he grows up, he will not think of himself as a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty, but only as a Mongolian.

He will become a warrior who will attack the city, become a hero in the eyes of all Mongols, and will also become a nightmare of the Great Song Dynasty.

The Mongol armies were supported by generations of people in their territory.

Yang Guo was moved and said, "Why don't we save them?"

Huang Yaoshi and the old urchin did not answer, Huang Yaoshi had already seen such a cruel scene, and the old urchin did not understand and would not think about it.

He has been exposed to such scenes with a childish heart, but it is difficult to understand, just like a naïve child who does not understand the adult world.

"Because we can't be sure if there are any Mongol spies among them, none of them are registered, and no one knows if they have traced the Mongol Assassins......

Guo Jing's expression was sad, even though he had seen such a scene many times, he still couldn't let go.

"And the Mongol cavalry hangs behind them, ready to charge at any time, it seems to be hundreds of meters away, but once the city gate is opened, they can take advantage of the situation and rush into the ......"

Tang Xuanming once argued with people on the Internet about the cruelty and inhumanity of this method, and once thought of countless solutions.

But when he really experienced this scene, he still felt extremely shocked, and human life was like a pig and a dog, being expelled and killed at will.

It's a great sadness that you can't experience without being truly there.

Tang Xuanming once went to the Qin Dynasty, and went to the violent Qin that was criticized by countless people in later generations, even in that era when countless Confucians were criticized behind it, there was no such cruel thing.

Bai Qikeng killed 400,000 soldiers, and that was on the battlefield.

Killing an enemy on the battlefield can increase the rank and rank of knight, but if you kill a civilian, the "harsh tyrant Qin" will kill that soldier and report it to the three armies.

"Then just watch them die?"

Yang Guo trembled with excitement, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails pierced into the flesh, and blood dripped down, but he didn't realize it.

With his young character, he simply couldn't accept such a cruel thing.

But everyone present treated them indifferently, and Tang Xuanming said in a voice as cold as Jiuyou: "Blood is destined to be repaid with blood, this is a truth that can never be broken." ”

"We are standing here so that nothing like this will happen again, not with Mongolian Tatars, not with anyone. ”

As he spoke, Tang Xuanming looked up at the sky, the sun was setting, and a blood-colored sunset appeared on the horizon, and the corners of his mouth outlined a demonic smile: "It's going to be dark, we're going to play, are you ready?"