Hundred Refining (3)

"Allah bless Huli Mi", Tanma Chijun Thousand Commander Hu Li Mi prayed in a low voice and closed the bedroom door. Walked to the dark compartment by the wall, and with the hand that still carried the woman's body temperature, twisted open the secret door.

Hundreds of silver ingots emitted a blurry light, shaking the eyes of the tiger. Silver and women were his favorites. The Mongols were strong and coarse, the Song people were fine but cowardly, and the land south of the Yangtze River was full of good opportunities for the big cannibals like Huli fans to make a fortune.

The predecessor Pu Shougeng had already set an example, sold Quanzhou, and exchanged more than 3,000 heads of the descendants of the Zhao family for the political position of Jiangnan West Road and the right to act as an agent for Dayuan's maritime trade. Also as a big cannibal, the tiger fan can't be too far behind his own compatriots. Finally spent money to get the management of Taiping Yinchang, and he wanted to give full play to the role of power.

After the Jianchang Army was recovered by Li Heng again, all the silver deposits in Taiping Silver Field were counted by Hulimi, which was a real fat shortage. Wen Tianxiang lost too quickly, and the income of the silver field was almost unchanged in the treasury, and as soon as Huli Mi arrived, he first sent his henchmen to move the refined silver ingots to his mansion.

"The Mongolians are stupid, 14,000 taels of silver, only half of them are reported, and the rest, hehe", Hu Limi made wishful thinking, and his face was red with silver light. Jiangnan is prosperous, although it has been ravaged by Mongolian iron horses, the rest of the place is more beautiful than other countries that Huli has lost had. He was a great cannibal who traveled thousands of miles by sea boat to the Great Song Dynasty to make a fortune, but he didn't expect that as soon as he got off the boat, he encountered the best opportunity to make a fortune, war. The Mongols are not good at managing money and instinctively distrust the Han Chinese, so a big cannibal like Huli Mi has become a sought-after treasure. They are good at managing money, know how to identify antiques in jewelry, and know how to please their bosses. Buying enemy generals, opening joints, changing loot, and in the sea of blood, their figures of making a fortune flashed everywhere.

Build mansions, buy slave girls, take care of bosses, send henchmen to follow the Mongol army to buy war spoils, make war money, and watch a road paved with silver glitter in front of him. With the money, you can also buy a sea ship, make a pilgrimage to Mecca, and go to the South Seas to buy spice .......

When the time comes, when he returns to his hometown, he will be a hero admired by everyone. As for the bones that paved the way for the hero's return home, what about him, Allah does not know, and the imam does not see it.

"Boom", the heavens seemed to be angered by the thoughts in the hearts of the tigers, and suddenly a thunderbolt in the clear sky scared the tigers. Before he could come back to his senses, the bedroom door was suddenly rushed open, and a centurion rushed into the door, panting and reporting: "Report, the Song army is coming to attack and has hit outside the city."

"Ahh The slave girl lying on the bed screamed hoarsely, and the screams shook the window. Huli Fan jumped up, raised his hand and slapped the slave girl and the centurion, "What are you panicking, the Song army dares to attack us, borrow his courage." Say, is it the remnants of Chen Hangyan, or the rout of Mrs. Xu's troops"?

"Yes, it's the Song Army, fighting, under the banner of Wen Tianxiang." The centurion who was slapped said aggrievedly, he borrowed the fire just now, and he fought hard to see who the opponent was, but he didn't expect that the information he exchanged for his life would not be appreciated by the commander.

"Wen Tianxiang, don't panic, a scholar can also lead soldiers"? Hu Li Fan contemptuously put on the iron armor and locked the door of the secret cabinet in a hurry. If it is Jukou Chen Hangyan or the She soldiers under the command of Mrs. Xu, the situation in Taiping Yinchang will definitely be in crisis. If it is a Song soldier, there is no need to be afraid of how many comes. Wen Tianxiang's troops had just collapsed for less than three months under Li Heng's blow, and they did not recover their morale so quickly. Moreover, Taiping Yinchang is only sixty miles away from Junshan, Nanfeng and Guangchang, and reinforcements can be reached in an instant. If you can't beat it, you can close the gate of the cottage, and the tall wall is enough for the more than 1,000 soldiers inside to hold on for a day. After a day, Wen Tianxiang was afraid of being attacked by the enemy on his back, so he naturally withdrew his troops.

Boom, another thunderbolt sounded, shattering the dream of the tiger, and in the gable, the Xia and Liao soldiers who have always been brave and good at fighting cried wolf. The shouts of scolding, **, and shouts of fear were spoken in the languages of all ethnic groups, and the chaotic messages of fear permeated the soldiers.

"Go out with Lao Tzu and see what kind of ability this madman Wen Tianxiang has to break my Taiping Village", Hu Li frowned, picked up a hundred refining knives and walked out, and managed the Mongolians for a long time, he is fluent in various languages. The frightened chatter of the wounded soldiers disturbed him.

The enemy came down from Baizhang Ridge, and the main direction of attack was due south of Taipingzhai. The Khitan and party soldiers, who had always been skilled in archery, lay behind the battlements of the wall, and were so overwhelmed by the rain of arrows that they couldn't lift their heads.

Huli Fan was about to scold, when suddenly a white light flashed, and a soldier fell from the wall and fell heavily at his feet. On the door of the head, a short crossbow passed through the helmet, and the white ** and blood flowed out together. The soldier who had lost his self-control twitched and struggled, scolding the dialect of the Western Regions people, seeing that there was more air out and less air in.

What a strong crossbow, the last bit of contempt for the enemy was scattered by this crossbow. Steady, accurate, ruthless, actually through the soldiers inside the battlement, Jebe's archery is nothing more than that.

"Brethren, they use a divine arm crossbow and shoot slowly. Shoot them back while they load their arrows." An old centurion stood up and raised his morale, as a veteran of a hundred battles, he thought he had experience in dealing with the Divine Arm Bow. Without waiting for his words to finish, two feathered arrows and a short crossbow simultaneously ** his chest.

The centurion screamed and fell from the wall. The soldiers, who had just been summoned up to courage, immediately lay down and refused to even approach the battlements. Someone tried to release cold arrows, and as soon as he showed up, a rain of arrows turned his head into a hedgehog shell.

"Squeak-ah", this is the unique sound of catapults, and the experienced Huli fans are particularly sensitive to this sound. The Mongol army marched all the way south and used it to destroy countless famous cities. Before he could react, several meteors fell with sparks in mid-air, and his own soldiers, who had a little more combat experience than him, rushed over and firmly protected Hu Limi.

"Boom", the sky fell apart. Hu Lifan saw several soldiers fall not far from him, and countless bloody wounds were cracked on his body. He pushed his own soldiers with his hand, and just wanted to open his mouth to promise a reward, but he touched the blood on his hand. The faithful guards protected him with their bodies, and they had already been blown up.

"Squeak-ah", in the dark night, the sound of catapults is creepy. Frightened, the soldiers screamed in panic and looked for a place to hide. In the past, the Song people had assault rifles, and the Mongols had fuel eggs, but those things only hit one point, unlike tonight's meteor, which exploded when it fell.

"Get on the horse, get on the horse, rush out and cut down the stone cannon", Huli picked up and used a scimitar to strictly enforce military discipline. After cutting down a few rebellious soldiers, the morale of the Tanma Red Army was slightly boosted, and they rushed to the stables in a chaotic manner, calming down the frightened war horses and pulling them out. Hulimi's judgment is correct, according to this state of affairs, Taipingzhai will definitely not be able to hold on to the arrival of reinforcements. Instead of waiting to die in front of small cottages and mines, you should rush out and use the advantage of cavalry to disperse the enemy.

More than 100 cavalrymen finally formed a formation in front of the walled gate, and the broken walled gate was full of the corpses of soldiers who were blown up and shot.

"Be careful, Tartar cavalry," shouted one of the imprisoned miners and silversmiths next to the mine. Huli pouted in confusion, and several wolf-like soldiers rushed to the miners' shack, causing a miserable scream.

In the midst of the screams, the gate of the village suddenly opened, and the four warriors of the party clan rushed out first. "Bang, bang, bang", the strings were as noisy as a harp, and the samurai and the war horse fell to the ground at the same time. The warriors behind could not rein in the reins, and continued to rush forward, and within five steps, they fell down, and the corpses of men and horses blocked the gate of the wall. Blood flowed like streams down the grass on both sides of the road.

The Breaker Army was overwhelmed, and the crossbowmen lined up one by one, firing in three stages, firmly blocking the gate. The open gate is like a demon's open mouth, devouring all life in its vicinity. After a while, there were no living Northern Yuan warriors at the gate of the wall, and the rattan players of the Broken Army held high a long rattan shield and walked in line towards the gate. Several Tanma Red Army rushed over to intercept it, but before they could get closer, they had already been shot into rolling gourds by the strong crossbow behind the vine shield.

"Ahh A gap appeared in the shield wall, and the Tanma Red Army seized the opportunity to shoot the feathered arrow through the gap.

The Great Song soldiers behind the gap were hit by several arrows, bent their knees, and knelt down, but they struggled and refused to fall, and threw a lit black ball in their hands in the direction of the enemy archer with all their strength.

"Boom", the stockade was illuminated by the fire ignited by the explosion, and in the darkness, the panicked eyes of the archers of the Tanma Red Army appeared. The Great Song soldier smiled and fell to the ground. The blood flows on the fertile soil that gives birth to itself, and it gurgles into a river.

The earth-shattering thunder that braved the sparks was thrown out of the ranks of the Song army in rows, expanding the gains of the vanguards. The Red Army of Tanma was blown up. More soldiers of the Breakers rushed into the cottage and fired at the soldiers of the Tanma Red Army under the cover of the shield wall, and the soldiers on both sides continued to fall screaming, but neither side flinched. In the case of equal numbers, it is the willpower of the soldiers.

"Brothers, kill the Tartars with me and avenge my fathers and fellow villagers", a shout sounded in mid-air, and Zhang Tang, the deputy commander of the first standard, rushed into the gate with his fourth battalion, and with a wave of the steel knife in his hand, he split a soldier of the Tanma Red Army with a knife into two pieces.

"Kill the Tartars", the soldiers of the Broken Army shouted, rushed into the cottage and started hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. The crossbow bolt withdrew from the battlefield, and the steel knife became the protagonist. More than 400 Song soldiers armed with lancets formed groups of three or three, and they fearlessly pounced on the Tanma Red Army, who was much taller than himself.

"Bell", the steel knives of the Song soldiers and the Xixia soldiers struck each other, splashing a few sparks, and before the party soldiers could cut out the second knife, the steel knife of another soldier slanted on his stomach. The double-layered leather armor and the intestines were pierced with a knife, and the party soldiers fell on their backs to the sky, and they didn't understand until they died, how the narrow lancet could be so powerful.

Huli fans with a few cronies, while fighting and retreating, the front village was lost, he could still slip away from the back door, the woman can be robbed again, the silver is gone, and the silver can be collected again, anyway, the Great Song Dynasty has slaves that can be caught to open mines. Only life cannot be lost, this is the capital of doing business.

A very young Song man, with a hundred and ten soldiers, quietly guarded the back door of the cottage. Huli doesn't open the door, doesn't light torches, and won't see the other party's existence at all. However, at this time, the war horse under his crotch was retreating again and again under the pressure of the other party, and the loyal and brave soldiers under his command were also forced by the other party's shining steel crossbow, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"Ah", the tiger fan knew that it would be impossible to escape today, so he screamed and stabbed the horse's stomach hard. The Turkic horse could not bear the pain, and with a roar, led him to charge towards the enemy general. The people are tall, the horses are big, and the fans in the tiger want to rely on the advantages of the horses to fight their way out of the encirclement.

The enemy general on the opposite side smiled slightly, stepped forward, ran up, accelerated, and the man rushed towards the war horse like a meteor. In the midst of the lightning, the two crossed over. Song Jiang Du Hu floated down, and the horizontal knife sneered. Looking at the thousand-captain tiger again, he rushed out more than 20 steps on horseback, shook his body, and fell down with a thud. The two Song soldiers ran over and grabbed the war horse, and stood behind Du Hu with a smile.

Only one together, the tiger is fascinated. The Tanma Red Army, who fled with him, cowered, as if Du Hu, who was smiling across from them, was a demon.

Someone could not stand this pressure under the enemy's arrows, jumped off his horse and fell to his knees. Several of the cronies of the tiger fan looked at each other, sighed, jumped off the horse, and handed over the weapons and horses to the Song army, the commander was dead, and there was no point in continuing to resist.

"Kill, don't leave a living mouth", Du Hu waved his hand coldly, the Song army behind him pulled the trigger, and the last few soldiers of the Tanma Red Army fell.

"No...", in the pool of blood, someone denounced Du Hu's cruelty. No one asked themselves, as people from the Western Regions, Mongols, why they fell on the land of the Great Song Dynasty.

A fire broke out in the Taiping Silver Field, and miners and silversmiths, carrying large bags and small bags, rushed along the mountain road to their respective hometowns. No one looks back nostalgically, and no one regrets the silver mine. They were plundered slaves, and no matter how much treasure their master had, it had nothing to do with them.

Wen Tianxiang stepped on the captured war horse, watched the last miner disappear on the west side of the mountain beam, shook the reins, and led the officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty into the dark night.

At dawn, the two new annexed armies that had driven the mountain road all night came to Taiping Yinchang. They saw rubble everywhere, unextinguished fires emitting blue smoke from the rubble. More than 1,000 corpses of the Tanma Red Army were scattered in the silver field, their wide eyes telling of the horror of last night.

The two new annexed armies were very embarrassed, and after hearing the muffled thunder from the Taiping Silver Field, they had already done their best to come to the rescue. But along the way, there have been twists and turns. It is as if there are evil spirits hidden in the mountains and forests, and they always take the lives of the soldiers when they are taken by surprise. The worst thing is that on a section of dirt road, there are traps for hunting wild beasts, flying bamboo rafts for hunting wolves, and bamboo nails for tying wild boars, which make the soldiers all soldiers.

"This Wen madman, crazy once, has become so cruel." Seeing the strange blood on the bodies of those Mongol vassals, Wanhu Wuzhong, the commander of the new annexed army, suddenly shivered, looked at the vast Wuyi Mountain, and thought about the endless harassment he received when he marched at night. The sweat on the back is getting colder and cooler.

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