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Tens of thousands of households looked at the broken Watu Pass, and their eyes almost burst into flames. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the corpses under the wall are piled up at this moment, the height can definitely be equal to that of the tile soil pass. And the Song army inside still shouted and invited to fight, and did not retreat at all.

Gegen couldn't accept such a result. At that time, two Mongol 10,000 troops could sweep through more than 100 countries in the Western Regions, and hundreds of thousands of allied troops in the West fled. Now it is also a team of 20,000 people, holding weapons and armor that are far better than those of Batu Khan when he went west, and there are artillery to help, and they have been fighting for more than ten days, but they can't help a short level in front of them.

Compared to the famous generals who accompanied Batu Khan on his expedition to the west, Gegen did not think that his abilities were much different from the former. From a soldier to a general, he has personally experienced no less than 100 battles of all sizes. His extensive combat experience has given him a taste of what is best for him. Gegen believes that siege warfare is ultimately about attrition, and there is not much ingenuity in it. When the soldiers of one side are exhausted or the morale is exhausted, when the battle has a result. Moreover, at this moment, both sides did not have the opportunity to play tricks, and the Han army defending the city did not understand Mongolian at all, and in the face of all Mongolian warriors, strategies such as division and discord were not used at all. The situation of the attackers was not much better, and Gegen learned from the prisoners who had been captured while going out of the city to fight back that rumors had been circulating on the Jiangnan West Road that the Mongols were going to slaughter all the people. This rumor made Gegen angry, but he couldn't tell the difference. The last time they went south, in order to save military rations and ensure the safety of the back road, the Mongol army did a lot of feats of backsliding people to surrender and then killing prisoners. Now, even if the persuaders talk wildly under the wall, unless they are fools, no one will risk their lives to believe in Da Yuan again.

The Song people are kind and honest, but you can only lie to him once. With one experience, he will never give you a second chance. Therefore, Gegen felt that he was unlucky and was born at the wrong time. This feeling made him almost crazy, and there was no trace of pity for the soldier's life in his blood-red eyes.

"Order, another five hundreds!" After another failed assault, Gegen gritted his teeth and commanded. The herald beside him trembled in fright, and hesitantly raised the command flag. The battle was so fierce that the herald could no longer bear to continue to beckon his brother to come forward and send him to death senselessly.

"General, the rain is so heavy that the bow and arrow have lost their accuracy. It's better to take the brothers down and drink some wine to ward off the cold, and then let's fight again at night! "Thousands of households ran over and stopped the herald's further movements. He and Gegen were close friends who climbed up together from the soldiers, so they were not afraid to brush the beards of tens of thousands of households.

"Bring the trumpet, Ben will personally cheer for the brethren! Brother Mo, you lead my own soldiers to supervise the battle, and you can't cower, kill! Expressionless, Gegen commanded, reached out, and snatched the horn from the other soldier.

"Woo--woo!" The desolate sound of horns pierced through the wind and rain, echoing among the mountains. Five hundred Mongol dead soldiers strode forward and, under the cover of archers, launched a new round of assault on Watu Pass. Thousands of households shook their hands, stretched out their hands to wipe the rain or tears on their faces, and stood at the end of the attack team with their knives.

"Brother, don't blame the big brother for not giving you face" Gegen desperately blew the horns, and his face was suffocated into black and purple. He didn't understand his Mo Ge's thoughts, he always attacked without success, and the people of his headquarters would lose and collapse sooner or later. However, it is better to fight all the soldiers in his hands, and Gegen must also tear apart the defense line of the Song people.

At this time, the Mongol army in Jiangxi had no way to retreat. If Zou Wei is successfully defeated, the marshal Boyan may also take his soldiers and horses to the east and attack Wen Tianxiang's flank. If Jiangxi had not been taken, and His Majesty Kublai Khan had lost to Wen Tianxiang on the Eastern Front, the Great Yuan Dynasty might have lost more than just the Jiangnan West Road.

If the Jiangnan that has already been in hand is "returned" to the Song people, will the Mongolian iron cavalry have a chance to drink Ma Gan water again in the future? It took Wen Tianxiang six years to change from a grass coward wandering in the mountains to a fierce rival of the Great Yuan Empire. If the Great Yuan Dynasty confronted him across the river, the final victor would definitely not be the descendants of Genghis Khan.

"Woo-woo-woo!" The sound of the trumpet was mixed with the sound of the wind, and it was as terrible as a ghost's cry. After paying the price of more than a hundred lives, the Mongol warriors approached the city walls again. On the city wall, the war drums sounded like thunder, and Zhang Wanan and the big Song boy suddenly poked their heads out, slamming the rolling wood, stones, nails, and smashing them down like hailstones.

The Mongol attack was thwarted again, and only about two dozen lucky men out of the five hundred-man team climbed to the top of the city. Before he could gain a firm foothold, he was smashed at the battlement by the soldiers of the Broken Army with kitchen knives and wooden sticks. Under the city walls, the samurai who had failed to attack refused to retreat, and lifted the ladder from between the corpses, picked up the scimitar from the pool of blood and held it in their mouths, and continued to fight hard.

Black crossbow arrows scurried like poisonous snakes in the wind and rain. If you are accidentally touched by a feather arrow, you will have a bloody hole torn open on your body. Most of the feather arrows on both sides were coated with poison, and most of the wounded had no chance of being treated, and soon their wounds festered and died. But both the attackers and the defenders ignored the existence of the feather arrow at this time, straightened up, and used all the methods they could think of to deprive each other of their lives.

The heavy rain hit people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes, and the wounds on their bodies were poured by the rain, and the pain was like a knife cut. After repelling the attack of the Yuan army, Zhang Wanan, who was covered in blood, did not dare to rest, and took a few personal soldiers to patrol the wall.

"How many more of us!" Zhang Wanan asked as he ran. His footsteps staggered, as if he might fall off the city walls at any moment.

"Report to Regiment Commander Zhang, counting you, the Broken Army is still eighty-three brothers who can fight. There are still 724 volunteers! ”

"How much?!" Zhang Wanan asked loudly. He vividly remembered that when he came to reinforce Watuguan ten days ago, he took two entire battalions of brethren with him. At the same time, there were more than 7,000 volunteers. In less than ten days, 8,000 lives lay on this narrow clay of earth.

Thinking of the annihilation of the two battalions of brothers he had trained single-handedly, Zhang Wan'an felt a pain in his heart. His leg tripped over the corpse, his body tilted, and he fell into a pool of blood.

"Captain Dog!" The two pro-soldiers stepped forward quickly and sandwiched Zhang Wanan in the middle. One picked up a large shield from the corpse to shield the stray arrows that whistled from beneath the walls. The other stretched out his arm and put it under Zhang Wanan's armpit.

"Don't call me a, how many times have I told you!" Zhang Wanan scolded in a low voice. On his face, tears mixed with rain flowed down. He didn't want to be seen by others crying and affect the morale of the army, but he couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart.

"We're worth it, and the Tartars are not less dead!" A leader of the People's Army pointed at the mountain of corpses under the gate with the tip of his knife, and said angrily. Under the wall, many corpses have been washed white by the rain. The stains on his face were washed away by the rain, and there was no specific difference between those Mongols and Han Chinese. Many of the soldiers were still young, and in Jiangnan, young men of this age were good laborers who went to the fields or worked, and could be used as pillars of the family.

"Commander Wang, we may not be able to hold it!" Zhang Wanan wiped away his tears and whispered to the leader of the People's Army. Watuguan was about to be lost, and after fighting out almost all the men and horses in his hands, the Tartar offensive was still in full swing. This shows that the enemy forces under the pass far outnumbered the defenders, and the morale of the Mongol army and the determination of the opposing generals were also surprisingly strong.

"It's okay, killing one is enough, killing two earns one! There are two mountain valleys behind Watu Pass, and there are Xu Jiahuo Zi behind the two mountain valleys, let's exchange a low wall for him 5,000 people, I see how many soldiers and horses can be exchanged for Tartars! The leader of the People's Army surnamed Wang comforted him arrogantly, not thinking about his life and death at all.

"Hold out until the evening, after sunset, the people's army withdraws first, and the army is broken. There is nothing to worry about at home, and leave it for the Tartars to see them off! Zhang Wanan supported his body with the tip of the knife and ordered loudly.

"Leave me a hundred brothers after the break, and head Zhang will go first!" The words of the leader surnamed Wang surprised Zhang Wanan again. Looking at his blank expression, the leader of the king smiled and explained in a low voice: "With the host by his side, the guests can have a good time!" Thanks to their blessings of immortality, my family was gone eight years ago! ”

Zhang Goudan nodded and quickly arranged the relevant matters. He knew that he didn't have to argue with the leader of the king about who would carry out the task of "breaking the queen", eight years ago, the volunteers of Jiangnan West Road had accompanied them to resist Li Heng and Suodu's 400,000 army, and afterwards, many villages were killed by Suodu's soldiers and horses into mass graves.

Before sunset, the Yuan army carried out another strong attack. After repelling the enemy's attack, Zhang Goudan took more than 40 broken troops and more than 300 volunteers to take advantage of the gap between the Mongols to eat dinner to remove the wall, and quietly retreated to the second hastily established defense line five miles away, Liangshanyu.

The leader surnamed Wang left more than 100 wounded soldiers on the wall, including wounded soldiers of the Broken Army, and more Jiangxi volunteers who were unsent.

After walking about two miles, the soldiers took the initiative to stop. Standing in the rain, they turned their heads and stared at Watuguan, where they had been fighting for more than ten days. Everyone knew what those who stayed were going to do, but there was no longer sadness on their faces. As long as they live, this grief must be reserved for the enemy, not for themselves.

The shouts of the conquerors drifted through the wind and rain, and resounded like a wolf's howl. After more than ten days of bloody battles, they finally took the level from the defenders. They had countless reasons to cheer for their martial arts, just as they had turned all the bustling cities south of the Yangtze River into piles of rubble, which was their only pleasure and their only reward for immortality.

Zhang Wanan walked to the front of the team, clenched his fists to his chest, and saluted the fallen Watuguan. More than 300 strong men clenched their fists in the twilight, silently saluting their companions.

In the wind and rain, the cheers of the Mongols suddenly changed tone, and a dazzling red light rose from under the wall, heading straight for Xiaohan. It was the powder jar that the previous wave of defenders had buried in the cellar under the city walls, and each wave of defenders would ensure that the powder jars and fuses were not wet by rain and moisture before evacuating.

It's night, stormy and windy.

There is a Jiangnan minor, which is sung in a low voice in the wind and rain.

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