Jizhou, under the jurisdiction of Dadu Road, is one of the sixteen states of Youyun that was remembered in the former Song Dynasty, close to Shangdu Road, down to the mouth of Zhigu, and the inner bay in the distance. Yanshan stretches across the territory from west to east, forming a natural barrier, since the Warring States period, the Yan people built a city wall on it to prevent foreign aggression, and expanded it after the unification of Qin, becoming a northern defense fortress, which can be called "the gateway of the capital".

Out of Yutian County, where the state is located, you will enter the Yanshan Mountain Range surrounded by mountains, and beyond the heavy ridge is the vast prairie like the vast sea, to climb over this mountain range, you can only take the crooked path between the mountains, it is really too difficult to climb, and now with a large group of people and horses marching in the meantime, Saman has such a feeling.

"How far is it?"

"Ahead is Hongshiyu, and you will reach it after that valley."

Saman looked at the steep peaks on both sides, his brows furrowed slightly, he had no experience in warfare, but he could also see that this terrain was not good for them who were in a hurry, but if they wanted to search and advance step by step, they were afraid that they would not be able to touch the figure at that time.

When it took two days to set off from the capital to Yutian County, where Jizhou Prefecture is located, in order not to let the enemy escape, he led people to follow all the way, at this time the people and horses were a little tired, and then let them work harder to rush through, because the three hundred people behind were not ordinary Han troops, nor ordinary Mongolian cavalry, but cowardly Xue!

That's why Saman dared to chase after him with only such a diǎn person, and on his own territory, reinforcements from anywhere were only half a day's away. In such a short period of time, he didn't believe that any group of men and horses could leave all these three hundred people behind, those peaks were full of red strange rocks, even the ground under his feet was this color, Saman didn't like it, he didn't like it very much.

"Hurry up, rush together!"

After speaking, he clamped his legs hard, the war horse snorted lowly, and walked away, at this time his outfit was no different from that of his subordinates, a huge strong bow on his back, and another shorter riding bow in the cowhide bag behind the horse, two whole pots of quiver could provide him with up to eighty arrows of various colors, and even long-range arrows filled with gunpowder, because they had to chase the enemy on light horses, without spears and heavy weapons, if so many arrows failed to defeat the enemy, then the scimitar at the waist was their last determination, Slash at the enemy or yourself.

无↙dǐng↙diǎn↙ small ↙ talk,.∽.《os_(); There were cheers, and there was no panic, and more than three hundred horsemen did not even use flags, but naturally followed him, pulling out a long double column, each vigilant to one side, in case of a sudden blow, the rumbling hooves hit the reddish earth, as if the Jedi of the doomsday world rushed out of hell and killed towards the last world of mankind.

"Three hundred people, no less."

Li Shiyi did not answer with a calm face, he didn't need to report from this subordinate who listened ostentatiously, he could count it from the clairvoyant mirror, a total of three hundred and twelve people, not that there were a lot of people, but the county seat of Yutian was close at hand, where more than 10,000 Han army foot soldiers were stationed, and as many as three thousand households of Tanma Red Army, why did this person only bring such a diǎn people?

"That's cowardice." One of the Mongols who was traveling with him seemed to see his apprehension, and was proud as if the enemies were his companions, and then pointed to his men, "So are we." ”

"It's too far away, and there's only so much support I can provide you." Li Shiyi didn't bother with his speech, looked at the smoke and dust under his feet and shook his head, if he had more than a hundred divine arm bows, he would be sure to seal the two valley mouths and try to annihilate these people in the valley, but he didn't even have a crossbow now, although he had a height advantage, but those arrows thrown out high, how many hits could be hit, and how much damage the hits could produce, were uncertain.

"No need, Bijachi said, this is a battle between us."

The Mongols did not hesitate to refuse his kindness, and turned to his men, who were a much smaller group of cavalry, all from the captives of the Liaohe battle, led by the chief of the guard, the commander of the five hundred Mongol cavalry, and now, there were only seventy-eight of them, and they could not even make up a hundred households.

Li Shiyi didn't stop him, this plan was originally based on them, and the hundred people he brought with him originally wanted to see if there was a chance to take him by surprise, but now in this situation, he had already dispelled this idea, and could only choose to retreat.

The news that Sa Man got was deliberately leaked out, in order to lure him to chase him out, he didn't need to deliberately pretend to be anything, he ran ahead with all his might, and he was chased by these people who came later, and Hongshiyu was the last pass. Li Shiyi watched the whole group of Mongols descend the mountain and followed the other way to the front of the pursuing soldiers, and then took out the microphone.

"Prepare, attack, finish."

In the quiet valley, the sound of hooves covered a qiē, until the huge stone rolled down the hillside, Saman and his men realized that they had been ambushed by the enemy, but their team was not dense, this kind of Cheng dù blow had little effect, a few screams sounded in the long line, and the others looked for the gap between the big stones, and the speed of the whole team slowed down slightly, but they still moved quickly towards the valley mouth.

The second round of blows followed, it was hundreds of arrows that pierced the sky, just listening to the sound knew that it came from the strong bow that the Mongols were accustomed to, such an attack was weaker than the boulder of the Fangcai, the accuracy and strength were very limited, and the unlucky ghosts who were hit by the arrow were only injured, after all, they were wearing the most sophisticated light armor in the entire khanate, and had excellent defensive capabilities.

Saman, who rushed to the head, didn't care about a feather arrow that fell beside him, and it was almost to the valley mouth, since the enemy had arrangements on both sides, then this small opening would definitely have the target he had been tracking, he untied the strong bow on his back, pulled out a long arrow with his backhand, lowered his body and felt the flint diǎn on it, and then opened his bow and shot it high into the air, the long arrow flew for a while, and suddenly broke out into a terrible scream, the sound was even louder than the sound of hooves coming from the valley mouth.

Saman doesn't have much combat experience, but he was born in a cowardly background, and he has a natural sense of smell on the battlefield, so he doesn't need to bend down to listen, and he can also draw the conclusion that there are not many enemies. When they met on a narrow road, his blood was ignited, and those fighting skills that had been practiced hard returned to his hands, and the longbow was pulled away again, and one feather arrow after another flew forward with the horse, until the moment when the enemy's figure appeared.

"Immortal Heaven is above, protect my military soul and help me break the enemy."

Both sides recited the same incantation, and even the accents were indistinguishable, and almost at the same time as they spotted each other, they replaced the strong bow in their hands with a riding bow stuck in the back in order to strike more precisely. Not for a long distance, the best of these Mongolian cavalry actually shot five rounds of feather arrows, Li Shiyi looked at this qiē without saying a word on the mountain, and the picture from the clairvoyant mirror shocked him, this is where the confidence of the Mongols to dominate the world lies.

The attackers' ranks spread out even more, forming a semi-circular formation at the mouth of the valley, and accurate shots fell on almost every Mongol cavalry who tried to break out of the valley, and the damned terrain didn't play a trick, either rushing out or being shot like a hedgehog and falling under the horse.

Saman didn't know that he had actually become a hedgehog, but the armor on his body came from a skilled party member, almost reaching the protective ability of heavy armor, he didn't feel the pain on his body, and only the figure of the enemy not far away in his eyes, rushed over, rushed over, and the war horse that was also hit by the arrow was driven by him frantically, and crashed into the enemy's loose formation.

"Yaratha!"

Both sides of the staggered side shouted at the same time, drew out their scimitars at their waists and slashed at their opponents, shouts and screams rang out at the same time, and people continued to fall from their horses. Soon, the Mongol cavalry, which had broken through the obstacles, gradually gained the upper hand, taking advantage of the superiority in numbers to surround the enemy, and once the speed of the horse was lost, the cavalry advantage would be lost, and it would become a huge target.

"Boss, there's movement in the direction of Yutian."

The small group of men and horses in Li Shiyi's clairlife mirror was gradually submerged, and the two sides were already mixed together, and they could only watch, and they could no longer provide even a virtual projectile. As soon as he heard the report of his men, he knew that the matter was almost over, and so did the Mongols, because at this time, the clairvoyant mirror showed that the remnants of the army of less than twenty had launched a decisive charge.

"Phew!"

With a loud bang, the bravest man among the enemy fell to the ground with his horse, and was only half a step away from the barbarian, his body and horse full of feathered arrows, like a great porcupine. Saman didn't laugh, the other party's bravery surprised him, and made him even more respectful, this is completely an egg hitting a stone, the battle is about to end, the other party is not even a hundred people, and he actually dares to ambush the three hundred elites under him, how many people are still waiting to attack them on the mountain? Saman looked up, this was not a battlefield for the Mongols, his goal had been achieved, but the result was not clear.

"What is he talking about?"

Turning his head, Saman found that the man on the ground was not dead, and while waving the scimitar in his hand weakly, he muttered, and his subordinates heard his question, jumped off their horses and walked over, bent down and listened for a while, shook their heads and said.

"For Haidu Khan."

Sure enough, if the people here were sent by Haidu, then what about those on the mountain? The movement behind him is getting bigger and bigger, and the dust stirred up by the brigade is overwhelming, and he doesn't need to look back to know that it is the Yutian garrison that has arrived, this is his plan, to use it as bait to drag the enemy, and then send a large team of men and horses to annihilate it in one fell swoop, but now it seems to be different from what he imagined.

"Tell them all to go up the mountain, and make sure they are found."

After calming down, Saman felt a little unwell, and the pain came from the **, which made him frown, he had not moved for so long, and he knew that there should be little hope of being captured, but he still gave an order, even if it was to drive them over Yanshan.

The feeling of the barbarian is very accurate, long before the arrival of the enemy army in Yutian, Li Shiyi has already evacuated to the mountain with people, Yanshan is undulating, stretching to the sky, if you want to catch up with them in such a terrain, it is not tantamount to a fool's dream.

The road up the mountain gradually became narrower, Li Shiyi got off his horse like all the people, led the trek in the mountain, near the mountain dǐng, a high city wall appeared in front of him, although it was a little dilapidated because of disrepair, but those standing enemy platforms, beacon towers, Tibetan soldier caves, and obvious Han system battlements, all show that this is the scenery that the Song people have been thinking about for more than 300 years, the tall body that has been guarding our homeland for thousands of years, and the dragon is like meandering on the magnificent mountains and rivers. Like the immortal totem of that nation.

"The Great Wall!"