His gaze stayed on his son's body for a while, and then he moved away, and more than a dozen kneeling in front of him, whether it was ten thousand households or thousands of households, whether they were Mongols or Han Chinese, all of them were in ragged clothes, some were still wounded, and everyone looked terrified, he didn't know whether he was afraid of military law, or the strange things of the Song people in his mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He already knew what had happened, and he knew that even if the Han people could lie to him, his own parents and children would not be able to break it, so he got off the horse with an expressionless face, crossed these generals who were crawling in the snow, and walked to the front, Baijianu and the others glanced at each other, and no one dared to stand up, but lowered their heads lower.

The heavy snow obscured the vision, and it was impossible to see things five steps away, and there was no way to know where those things of the Song people were and what they looked like. The anger in the hearts of the instigators is not that they have lost thousands of people, but that they have lost their courage, and a Mongol who has lost his courage is still worthy of the title of "Eagle".

"Hundred slaves." His father's voice made his heart tremble, if it was a roar, he was not afraid, what he was most worried about was this kind of plain as usual.

"The end will be."

"The Song army is behind you, maybe it will rush over in the next moment, do you think we will go straight back to Huaibei and tell the Great Khan that you were frightened by the Song people, and the Zaraer clan has become a laughing stock since then, and there is no place for this tribe on the grassland, okay?"

The words of the instigator were not imposing, and there was no aggressive meaning, just like asking what to eat for dinner today, but to Baijianu's ears, this was even more uncomfortable than cutting his flesh with a knife, and a stream of hot blood rushed to the top of his head, and even his hands and feet trembled.

"The navy army is gone, we have spent more than two months, and we haven't even taken a single Chuzhou city, go back, ask the Great Khan for mercy, rely on the remnants of the ancestors and still have a descendant without worrying about food, never go to horseback archery again, don't call yourself a warrior, because." Speaking of this, he suddenly amplified his voice, even overshadowing the whistling wind and snow.

"You don't deserve it!"

The sudden angry rebuke stunned all the generals and colonels underground, and in the impression that the handsome man had never been so angry, let alone said such cruel words to his own children, killing people was not enough, this was the rhythm of forcing people to death.

"Dashuai!"

Baijia Nu shouted, jumped up all of a sudden, stretched out his hand and pulled out the scimitar on his waist, the sword light flashed in the eyes of everyone, and frightened a few soldiers to quickly surround him, Yang Tingbi saw that it was not good, and he gave a look at the stabbing who was kneeling in a row, and planned to rush forward while he was unprepared, so as not to cause any bloody case, it would really become a joke.

"Let go, let him do it." A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically, without the slightest movement under his feet.

When the soldiers heard this, they took two steps back, but they still didn't dare to slack off, Baijia Nu didn't care about their eyes, grabbed the iron helmet on his head, threw it on the ground, and then stretched out his hand and cut a cut on the back of his hand with a scimitar, and the blood overflowed at once, he raised his arm, and smeared a few blood marks on his exposed forehead and face with the back of his hand, and with the braids that fell down, the whole person immediately turned into a devouring beast.

"Hundreds of slaves beg for a handsome, let me lead someone to rush again, if it is not successful, I will die here, and I will never insult the name of the ancestor of the Zaraer clan."

The instigator was still expressionless, glanced at his face, and then turned to those people underground, where did Yang Tingbi and the others not know what they should do at this time.

"The last general will also ask for the commander, give it another chance." They turned in the same direction, and they didn't dare to get up, so they fell headlong in the snow.

The instigator looked at them quietly for a while, turned around with his hands behind his back, and after a long time, a sentence suddenly came out, only four short words: "One hour." ”

Yukou Town, which was only a mile away from the Yuan army, seemed quiet at the moment, and the low wall that had frozen into ice was empty except for a few flagpoles.

On the roof of the small building in the center of the town, Liu Yu stood on top with a few personal soldiers, holding the cylinder in his hand, this thing is infrared imaging, the effect is better in the dark night, and it is not very useful in heavy snow, but if you only see a distance of dozens of meters, at least it is a little better than the human eye, and you can barely get to the ice wall.

And the foot soldiers of the Song army, right at his feet, lined up in a typical defensive formation according to the street that ran through the whole town, knives, spears, bows and crossbows, and at a distance of more than ten steps from them, a barbed wire was erected, and more than a dozen wires were wound around the wooden stakes, and they were nailed deep into the ground, which looked very thin and would fall down if they were pushed.

The temperature drops very quickly, the outside almost reaches the point where the water drips into ice, the person's breath turns into white gas, the snowflakes fall on the cheeks, and they will soon be melted by the body temperature, I don't know if it is sweat or snow, it falls down the face, and then rolls down into the snow.

And at this moment, Zheng Tong didn't have the heart to brush, all his energy was focused on the microphone that was opened, under the condition that the visual distance was so short, the previous command experience, whether it was a banner or a roar, all lost its effect, if it weren't for the existence of this thing, it would definitely fall into a situation of fighting its own battle in the end, as long as the enemy broke through a little, it might cause the collapse of the whole army, his nervousness can be imagined.

How many enemies are out there? There is no need for spies to return, and he knows very well that this is a desperate operation, whether it is for the Yuan people or the Song people. How far apart Li Xianggong's army is, whether it will arrive in time, there is no time to care about it at this time, once the town is broken through, everyone here, including the wounded soldiers of the naval army behind, will all become the enemy's results, he unconsciously raised his head, glanced at the blurred figure in the height, it seems that only in this way can his confidence fill his whole body and mind.

"Attention troops, the enemy is coming!"

The voice that came out of the small microphone was still as clear as in his ears, Zheng Tong's spirit lifted up, and all the distracting thoughts were expelled from his mind, in front of him were neatly arranged foot soldiers, behind him was a huge general banner with his name written on it, and every old or young face was shining, it was not fear, but excitement.

"Ready!" Zheng Tong pulled out his long knife and raised it into the air, and the big horn in his other hand transmitted his instructions to the ears of every foot soldier, the sword and the card reached the ground, the spear was pointed obliquely, and the bow and crossbow were wound, and the movements were uniform, quietly waiting for the moment when the enemy appeared.