The temple counts three times

The sparse sunlight transmitted through the gaps in the leaves shone on Li Xing, whose face was blackened with pot ash. At this time, if someone hadn't deliberately observed, even if he put his face in front of him, it would be difficult to find him skillfully twisting his body and "stuffing" himself in the crack of the stone, not to mention that he was still wearing a layer of robes, especially the newly shoveled turf, a yellow butterfly that had played enough at night, quietly rested on the hidden object woven with rattan grass on his head, and together with the small yellow flower that grew strongly, it constituted a peaceful picture.

The tip of the grass not far away suddenly moved, and the little yellow butterfly was frightened, flapping its wings and quickly flying into the rape field. A flock of birds of all colors screamed in fright, and the hula flew into the air and threw themselves behind the mountain. Before the rain of flowers blown down by the bird's wings and wind dissipated, the iron horse roared.

Bang, bang, bang, after the scouts ahead, a large group of people and horses appeared on the mountain side path to the rhythm of Li Xing's heartbeat. In front is the new annex army exploring the way, in the middle is the Mongolian army iron cavalry, and in the rear, there is still a new annex army. There is no boundary. The cold light on the tip of the knife illuminates the eyes that have no color of life.

The sound of hooves rose and fell, and the Mongol-Han coalition army rolled up the smoke and dust all the way, and it had already passed the mountain, and Li Xing adjusted the bronze mirror in his hand at an angle and shook it a few times towards the opposite mountain.

A few of the new soldiers of the attached army saw the sun shining strangely in the mountains, and as soon as they turned around to look, they were immediately whipped on their backs. "Looking for death, you, what are you looking around, you can't catch up with Ninghua tonight, and no one wants to have dinner." The centurion fox who followed behind the crowd scolded threateningly.

The pawn muttered a few times, and continued on his way with a disgraced face. Intuition told him that what he saw just now was definitely not an illusion reflected by the dew on the tip of the grass, but people were soft-spoken, as a pawn who fed the Mongolian army to feed the horses and make the bed, who would have the patience to understand his feelings?

Even Li Xing himself, who had been staring at it intently, couldn't find out if the inconspicuous news tree had been brought down in the lush woods on the opposite hill, but he knew that his deputy in this operation, Wang Laoshi, would definitely be able to see it, because Wang Laoshi had in his hand the magical magic weapon that Master Wen had made out according to the teachings in the Book of Heaven - clairvoyance.

This general order to block the enemy army was requested by Li Xing himself, and that day he was pulled out of the military tent by Wen Tianxiang, and after being scolded with his head and face, Li Xing decided to completely hand over his life to Prime Minister Wen.

"If you want others to look down on you, you have to look down on yourself. In order for others not to doubt your loyalty, first of all, you must not doubt yourself. You Li Xing was a gentleman outside Lin'an City back then, don't look down on yourself." Wen Tianxiang's words are still echoing in his ears, and whenever he thinks of it, Li Xing feels that his ears are hot and his back is tight.

That day, he and Zhang Yuan asked for orders to block the attack, and the other asked for orders to guard the back road, and Wen Tianxiang agreed without hesitation. Looking at Master Wen's honest gaze and the unconvinced looks on the faces of the soldiers around him, from that moment on, Li Xing knew that he would never be able to be a new annex in the future, and he would have the face to mention a drop again.

People treat me as a countryman, and I must repay me as a countryman. Li Xing's principles of life are simple. In the eyes of others, he is just an unpopular bandit, so he only dedicates the loyalty of the bandit. And Wen Tianxiang, who once slapped his shoulder and called him brother, once used his life to guarantee his loyalty, and once took off the precious chain mail that others offered to him and put it on himself. Li Xing did not dare to live up to such trust.

From the smoke and dust slowly dissipating from the forest, it can be seen that the group of Mongols did not walk fast. The terrain in front of him is undulating, the forests are deep and the grass is dense, and the advantage of the cavalry has been greatly discounted, not to mention that this group of Mongol-Han coalition troops has just galloped from the Quanzhou front line day and night, and the men and horses are tired. And because of this, in this team, a large number of forwards who can detect the enemy's situation and can meet the enemy at any time are arranged, and a large number of guards who are responsible for transporting baggage and guarding the rear are also arranged. Of course, these chores are all done by the new annexed army, and for the real Mongolian soldiers, the role of the new annexed army was originally miscellaneous and meat shields.

The three thousand Mongol horsemen brought out of the steppe by Pagemith walked leisurely in the middle of the procession, and the new annexes guarding them before and after them were just as loose as they were. However, those Mongol soldiers, except for occasionally whipping the pawns of the new annexed army in front of them for fun, did not scold them much. After traveling thousands of miles, even they are sleepy and lacking, not to mention the southern barbarians who have always been inferior in their eyes.

Under this kind of marching intensity, which even the Mongolian iron cavalry felt tired, it is no wonder that the southern barbarians can lift their full spirit!

Suddenly, a sharp gong sounded, piercing the silence of the mountains and forests. Just when the Mongol-Han coalition army looked back and had no time to react, seventeen or eighteen black pomegranate-shaped objects flew out from all directions of the mountains and forests, sizzling white smoke in mid-air, and the smoke instantly enveloped the sky above the Mongols who were in the middle of the army. The two iron pomegranates had been extinguished in the air, but the creature of pig iron still smashed the Mongol on the horse with a muffled snort, and he dismounted. Walking in the middle of the procession, the Mongolian general Bo Ge Ahai was extraordinary, seeing one falling towards him, he sneered unhurriedly, stretched out his hand to catch it, and was looking at it, but the fuse had spontaneously combusted to the end, only to hear a thunderclap, sparks burst out, gunsmoke everywhere, accompanied by a scream, Bog Ahai's half row of gold-embedded gums were lifted high in the air by the bursting air current.

At this time, the fourteen or fifteen pomegranate-shaped objects that fell to the ground exploded one after another, although the quality of the grenade was very poor, even if it exploded, most of them would be blown into three or four halves, and very few could be blown into multi-petal fragments, but for the war horse who had never heard of this kind of explosion, it was enough to brew into a deadly chaos.

"Woohoo huh", the first war horse let out a series of long howls, a pout, threw the master under the horse, spread its hooves and rushed forward. The chaotic new annexes in front of the team couldn't dodge, and were trampled on by four or five. Before the fallen man could get up, more startled horses galloped past the man, and he rushed more than 500 steps before being cut down by the clever man in the new annexed army. Looking at the new annex army team again, a river of blood was stepped out by war horses, and one hundred and ten people were lying on the ground, rolling**.

In the chaos of neighing horses and roaring people, the Mongolian iron horsemen who dominated the world finally showed their extraordinary qualities. Several Mongolian officers took the reins of their horses and led the team into the ranks of the new annexed army. At the flash of the steel knife, more than a dozen new annexes who were running around immediately separated. The frightened soldiers had to brace themselves and, according to the instructions of the Mongol officer, trembling and rushing to the mountainside on the left where the iron eggs had flown out.

By the time they rushed up the mountainside, there were only a few clues left on the cliff, and the bomber had long since disappeared. Before they could report back, another bowstring rose under the stream on the right, and hundreds of crossbow arrows flew towards the crowd that stayed where they were. Regardless of the Mongols and Han Chinese, they shot a large area when they landed.

Suddenly attacked, the battle-hardened Mongolian iron cavalry also appeared a little chaotic. Ye Temi cursed and shouted the names of his generals, and the riot was quickly stopped. Several low-ranking Mongol officers jumped off their horses, drew their scimitars, and took the lead in rushing to the edge of the stream. According to Mongolian military law, if the captain is killed in battle, a team of warriors will be punished. When the soldiers saw the commander's move, they did not dare to slack off, so they flew off their horses and closely guarded the front and back of their superiors.

After only a few dozen paces, the difference between the Mongol army and the newly annexed army had already been distinguished on the hillside, and the Mongol soldiers, who had stabilized their minds, rushed forward more and more regardless of the head-on crossbow arrows. The new annexes who accompanied them on the charge stumbled, and at the slightest danger they lay behind the rocks and did not dare to get up.

"Pick up the Tartar to shoot, save the arrows, and ignore the new annexed army's wretched waste", Wang Laoshi, who had just become the head of the capital because of his military exploits, ordered in a low voice, leaned out half of his body from behind the rocks, and shot the Mongolian centurion who took the lead through the neck with a crossbow. The soldiers under his command followed suit and aimed at the Mongols to release their crossbows, and after two rounds of arrow rain, there were very few Mongol warriors rushing up.

"First team, sniper, don't let the Tartars get close, second team, fire the artillery, give them a big one", Wang Laoshi shouted loudly, the soldiers agreed, moved a bamboo frame from behind the stone, turned the slingshot made of coarse bamboo, and put a large projectile with a fuse on the firing position.

"Boom", the bamboo bounced away with a roar, and the iron projectile flew out with the sound of the wind, smashing into the middle of the new annex army lined up in the valley and ready to rush up. There was a burst of coaxing, knocking over a dozen soldiers who couldn't escape to the ground. The smoke and dust with flesh and blood fell down one after another, and the faces of the soldiers were all over the place.

"Damn", the new annexes around the crater screamed, turned around and ran back. Before they could take a few steps, a rain of arrows flew from the opposite side, and the Mongol horse team that supervised the battle shot them all in front of the position.

"Get out of the way, our own brethren," Pagemi frowned and grunted at the order. Today's division is not good, and the enemy on the opposite side is clearly only one hundred and ten, but it has stirred up tens of thousands of troops to be unable to advance. If the pace of the march is at this rate, it will be this time next year to enter the territory of Shaowu.

The Mongol troops under the command of Pagemishi were all experienced in a hundred battles, and after the initial panic, they quickly figured out how to deal with it. Judging the direction and range of the enemy's attack, he shouted loudly for the new annex to get out of the way, and at the same time held his bow in his hand and lined up to prepare.

In a moment, the centaurs were ready to stop. With the order of the leading officer, more than 100 war horses quickly rushed to the position of the Broken Army. Then I heard the bowstring flip and the dense crossbow bolts rained down. The Mongolian cavalry was not timid, Huo Ran kicked the bottom to hide, bent the bow and arrows and shot away, this first round of shooting against the Mongolian cavalry did not suffer much loss, but three or five people were shot off the horse, life and death are uncertain.

The blood of his companions aroused the ferocity of the Mongols, and after a round of arrows, the remaining knights did not hesitate to turn on their horses and charge forward quickly. was fantasizing about how to slaughter the Han people by the stream a hundred steps away, but he had heard the sound of a bowstring in his ears, and the second wave of arrows and rain of arrows struck, and even people and horses shot down.

One of the cavalrymen beside the centurion of the Mongol army, Gibu, turned over and hid under the saddle, and a long arrow flew out of nowhere, but it penetrated through the neck of the horse, and the castration was not weakened, and it pierced into the chest of the cavalryman. The cavalryman screamed, fell off his horse, and danced his hands and feet, and he was not alive when he saw it. Rao was accustomed to seeing the blood of his companions, and Gibb was also shocked, turned over and dismounted in the rain of arrows, pulled out the arrows, and led the team to quickly withdraw out of the opponent's range. When I walked into the distance and looked closely, I was even more surprised, the arrow in front of me was obviously not the bed crossbow used by the Song people to defend the city, but how could it be shot so fast and powerful?

When the horn sounded, a group of Mongolian archers came up to replace the cavalry, and each found a terrain that could be relied on, and fired at the Song army. The crossbow arrows roared in front of the palm-sized mountain stream, and the white feathers flew one after another, and they were quite competitive for a while.

The Mongolian army's riding and archery skills are unparalleled in the world. So many people couldn't suppress the opponent's hundred and ten stragglers, and this time they shot at each other, obviously losing. Page Mi frowned, and was so depressed that he circled around on horseback. The small mountain forest in front of him can be said to be clear at a glance, it is impossible for the Song army to have a large army ambush here, but at this time, the rain of arrows in front of him is endless, so he really can't think about how many people there are in the Song army? What is that iron projectile that blows up at every turn?

After ten shots, the rain of arrows on the opposite side thinned out, and there was a sound of fine footsteps among the grass, showing that the Song army in the stream had begun to retreat, and the centurion Gibb, who had suffered a loss, looked back at the blood and corpses all over the ground, thinking about the severity of the page to his subordinates, and coldly squeezed out two words on his tight face: "Get on the horse!" ”

All the Mongols responded with a bang, and turned on their horses, and every one of them had a bloodthirsty frenzy on their faces. Only the Mongols have always killed the Han Chinese, so is there a reason for the Han people to kill the Mongols?

Yingzheng Li Xing slowly removed the camouflage on his body, stood up from the lurking grass, he held a half-human high long bow, like holding a baby in his right hand with a special long arrow, the white phosphorus of the arrow was already burning in the wind, his arrow must hit the hollow tree one hundred and fifty steps away, detonating the explosives in it, so that the more than 100 brothers led by Wang Laoshi had a chance to retreat. He knew that if the arrow was shot, he would lose his life, but this was the task he had asked for.

Master Wen said in front of the whole army that day: "No matter what happens, when you enter the gate of the Broken Army, everyone is a brother, who can't tolerate the future brothers in their hearts, who will get out of the way", rushing to this sentence, Li Xing felt that he had not done it in vain.

The long arrow was like a meteor from the bow, a little flame ** on the big tree in the distance. The trees exploded, kicking up smoke and dust in the sky. Li Xing abandoned his bow, drew his sword, and killed the new annexed army that rushed over.

Holding a steel knife ninety-nine, he drove away the Tartars before stopping. After fighting for half a lifetime, I finally understood it. With a huge inertia, the lancet cut a military attache in front of him in half. Diagonally, Li Xing's knife plunged into the stomach of another soldier. Two spears stabbed him, blocking his retreat. Li Xing smiled slightly, did not dodge or dodge, and swung his knife to slash at the soldier closest to him.

There was a sudden tightness behind his back, and someone pulled Li Xing's back and pulled back desperately. The spear that had stabbed into the chest slid against the chain mail made of steel wire, and fell limply to the ground. The gun-wielding soldier clutched his throat and fell backwards.

"Come with me, the brothers are sniping in the dark", before Li Xing could resist, the familiar voice of the visitor had already reached his ears. Looking closely, the new annexes who rushed up had been shot over by the crossbow arrows in the shadows, and in the grass, several figures flashed, scattered, ran into the distance, and quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"General Miao", Li Xing felt a little warm in his heart, and he didn't know how to thank the engong who saved him. Jianghuai Camp Zheng Miao Chun lit a grenade and threw it into the pursuers, and said as he ran, "The prime minister has decided to let you lead the team out to block the attack, and you will definitely refuse to let others break off." That's why they sent me to take you back. You kid, don't always think about fighting with people, let's break the rules of the army, living is the first priority, and only by living can we continue to kill Tartars."

The grenade exploded with a thud, blasting the pursuers into a wolf's howl. Li Xing followed Miao Chun's footsteps and flashed into a mountain rock, and disappeared into the mountain along the gap in the stone.

Turning over the mountain beam, the Jianghuai camp Zheng Miaochun began to peddle his unique tactics again, "Gentlemen, I know you are ruthless, but you can't play so hard in a war." There are hundreds of thousands of Tartar soldiers, and we have only two and a half of the army, fighting one less and one less, and if they fight out, they can't go back to Hebei, so we have to learn to play yin, the Tartars are ruthless, we are more ruthless and more poisonous than him, just like today, smoke the cold and fight, after the fight, you can go, you can't go and want to kill a thing that is enough."

"Hmm", Li Xing nodded, Miao Chun's words reminded him of the life in the rivers and lakes before he went to King Lin'anqin, followed a few steps, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Miao, what did you do."

"Under the account of Li Dashuai (Li Tingzhi), our Jianghuai Army could also rank No. 1 in the world back then. The Tartars were powerful, Li Dashuai refused to abandon the city, and the brothers were almost exhausted. When the city broke, I was worried about my wife and children in the countryside, and I escaped among the people. As a result, when I returned home, my home had already been burned by Tartars, and my wife and children had become wild dogs' snacks. I cried with the broken bricks and tiles, and with a horizontal heart, I ran to southern Gan to vote for Gong Xin, and then ......", Miao Chun calmly said the past events that had happened in the past year as if telling other people's stories, Li Xing and the soldiers who followed him heard the blood in their veins, "Fight Gannan, hit Jizhou, and besiege Ganzhou, several of our old brothers of the Jianghuai Army are homeless people, and they rush to the front wherever they go, and they die like a man anyway." Later, some old brothers who were also homeless came to join the army, and Master Wen handed them over to me, which is now the ...... of the Jianghuai camp."

Alcoholic note: The Northern Yuan soldiers are roughly divided into four categories, the Mongolian army, the Tanma Red Army, the Han Army, and the New Annexed Army. Combat effectiveness and status are in this order from top to bottom.

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