In a river valley about 30 miles away from Guangnan West Road, Zuojiang Road, and Fengyizhou Yuan people's station, a Mongolian flag of 100 households is fluttering. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At that time, they were full of confidence when they set out on the expedition, but they did not expect that this small river valley that they had once beaten through would become their place of failure, and after experiencing two defeats in succession at Dushitan and Hengshanzhai, Wanhu Wulanhu, as the commander of the cavalry, was depressed, and even the entire cavalry brigade lost the arrogance of the world.

After the Yuan people withdrew from Hengshanzhai, the Song people did not advance, and the two sides formed a confrontation in the area of Fengyizhou, and the difference in this battle was not big in terms of the loss of numbers. The Yuan people lost nearly 20,000 foot soldiers, and the cavalry lost 2,000 troops, and now, the main task of the Ulan Hudu Department is no longer to cover the battlefield, but how to maintain the lifeline of more than 30,000 people, from Yunnan to this grain road! And the enemy who threatens them is no longer just the Song army dozens of miles away.

On a tidal flat in the valley of the Youjiang River, Sidin looked at the mountains and dense forests in the distance, revealing a trace of solemnity and helplessness, because no one knew how many pairs of eyes were staring at them on those seemingly calm surfaces.

Sidin and his half-hundred-man army were the last remnants of the Aruhun tribe, and as the Mongol name was called, the Uliangha clan was also composed of a number of tribes, large and small, some of whom were relatives of Subutai, some of whom were given booty, and some of whom were descendants of those who had been incorporated and enslaved in the conquered lands, of which the Aruhun was one of them.

But right now, what he had to think about was not how to preserve the seeds in the tribe, but whether to pursue these damned people, whose figures flickered not far away, as if to mock his fearlessness.

"How's it going, is there any salvation?" Sidin leaned down and looked at a clansman lying on the ground, he had been hit by an arrow shot from nowhere, the young face was no longer bloodless, and one of his men tried and tried between his noses, and shook his head at Sidding.

"!" Sidding whipped him with a whip in hatred.

Angry, he knew that with his half of a hundred people, it was impossible to do anything now, don't look at the number of people in front of him It doesn't seem to be much, who knows if they have an ambush in the forest.

The attack point was quite a distance from the main camp, although he sent back the alarm early, but the cavalry who came to the aid was still late, fortunately the damage was not too big, he was not too sad, put the dead people on the spare horses, and when he was ready to return, the cavalry who came to help galloped in front of his horse.

"Siding, are you going to run back again?"

The other man's words were full of ridicule, making his face red, and no Mongolian warrior would not care about such humiliation, he took a breath and pointed into the distance.

"They are over there, I will send my people back to the camp, and then come to support you, do you want to ask the Ulan Hudu Wanhu to send more people over?" Sidding met the other party's contemptuous eyes and stared back fiercely.

"Just them?" Hyakuto looked in the direction he was pointing on his horse, as if he didn't want to be a laughing stock like this cowardly man, and as the horse galloped past him, he threw down a sentence lightly: "No need. ”

Sidin didn't insist any longer, he and his subordinates watched the brigade of people and horses blast past expressionlessly, these people are the guards of Ulan Hudu, the core of the Wuliang Ha clan, they have always been above the top, but the courage is also outstanding, with their scale, even if they meet thousands of people, they are enough to protect themselves, but what if it is more than that? A chill rose in Siding's heart, and a 'pout' came up.

Under the pressure of the newly arrived Mongol hundreds, the people quickly turned around and began to flee, and a faint mist rose in the air in their direction, this kind of thing recorded as 'miasma' by the history books and medical books of the Han people, in the eyes of the hundred households, was not too surprising.

Lingnan, in the history of China, was actually involved very early, the first emperor of the southern expedition, set up Guilin, Xiangjun, the Han Dynasty Jiaozhi, all refer to this area. However, in fact, until the former Tang Dynasty, it was still a place for exiled prisoners, because of the difficult climate to adapt, especially in the Quang Nam area.

Miasma, is such a natural phenomenon that makes people talk about color change, when it appears in the form of 'qi', it often means discomfort in the human body, and finally leads to death, etc., but for the Mongolian cavalry of the Ulan Hudu Department who have been stationed in Dali for a long time, this is just a kind of trick for the local natives to deceive themselves, they have reason to be so confident, even the Han people called the 'barren' Nanmarsh hometown has been conquered by them, what is it here?

The speed of those people was very fast, and the direction of their escape was also very messy, obviously in order to lead the enemy to divide the troops, Baihu ignored the people who fled to the woods, and only stared at a crowd in the direction of the river valley, this group of about thirty or forty people, was slowly entering their range.

With a "whoosh", Baihu shot the first arrow of the day, accurately piercing into the thigh of a man who fell behind, and the person's speed dropped down at once, and the loss of blood and the severe pain made him not have to drag, and one leg slowly moved forward until he was caught up by Baihe.

Of course, there is no need to waste precious arrows to deal with such a person, Baihu put away his riding bow, pulled out the scimitar at his waist with one hand, and the moment the horses staggered, the blade slid over the body of the man, and with the momentum, he was split into two sections from his waist and abdomen, and in the effect of inertia, he took two or three steps before falling to the ground, the lower half twitched, and the upper half was still crawling forward with a will, and Baihu glanced backwards and showed a cruel smile.

"Catch up! Kill them all. ”

The Mongol hundred-man squad let out a 'whoosh' shout, and everyone picked up speed, and they finally found a glimmer of pleasure in chasing after the rout, slowly killing them.

Seeing that they could not escape with speed, the people changed direction and wanted to turn to the dense forest, and the Mongols were very experienced in strangling their plans in the cradle, and all the people who went in that direction were chased and shot without exception, and the rest could only be driven all the way, until a small valley, the eyes of the people showed despair, because there was no road ahead, and the Mongols were obviously deliberate.

The remaining dozen or so hedgehogs gathered together, leaned against each other, and watched without saying a word as the Mongol cavalry formed a semicircle and slowly approached them, and the other party did not seem to be in a hurry to hunt them, and all of them had a cruel smile on their faces, and even the riding bow was put into their bags.

"Don't let any of them go, cut off their heads and place them by the river, just as they did......" Baihu raised his scimitar and was about to chop it down, when suddenly there was a warning in his mind.

Before he could raise his head to take a look, a feather arrow burst through the air, and before he could turn his head, the feather arrow flew past his face and was nailed to the dirt under his feet.

Countless human heads suddenly appeared on the top of the valley, and the dense shadows were like a dark cloud out of thin air in the sky, blocking most of the light, and these people with wooden bows in their hands, wearing homespun clothes, and their faces painted with colorful colors that could not be distinguished, were staring at their group of 100 people with a beastly eye!

"Boom", before he shouted the order to retreat, there were loud noises in this small valley, and a large number of rolling logs rolled down from the top, blocking the valley mouth tightly at once, and on the faces of his subordinates, Baihu found a look like the one who fled for his life just now, that is...... Despair!

The people on the top of the mountain did not raise any flags, and a bunch of people gathered together to discuss how to distribute the heads below, although the Mongols were still fighting the trapped beasts.

"It's a pity." A short, stout man glanced down, turned his head and said, "The hundred households are mine, and the others are yours." ”

The other leaders looked at each other, and there was no objection, because the other party sent the most bait, and the loss was the most profitable, which was discussed in advance.

There were only a hundred or so people in total, and it was enough to decide in a few words, and the leaders quickly determined the results of the battle according to the proportion of their respective troops, and when they had discussed it, a man who was looking out from the edge of the cliff with a cylinder stood up, patted the dirt on his body, smiled and waved his hand.

"Discussed? Hurry up, reinforcements are still a moment away. ”

For Shi Zhong's words, the leaders were not very concerned, this valley mouth was blocked by trees, if they wanted to enter, they had to dismount and move, and when the time came, maybe there were even greater results waiting for them.

"That 100 households...... You said you could get the best knife. The leader of the previous people pointed downwards and said in a stammering Chinese dialect.

"It's yours." Shi Zhong directly untied a burden on his back and threw it over with a cloth knife.

The leader of the people hurriedly opened the bag, revealing a leather sheath that was not inlaid with any gems, only bright white steel nails tightly wrapped around the bag, and the handle was not of the usual standard, and the two ebony gauntlets were riveted together by the same steel nails, which looked solid and tight.

With a "bang", he pulled out the knife at once, and the sword-like light flashed in the sun, like a pool of flowing water, so that all the people who saw it were reluctant to close their eyes.

"Sure enough, it's going to be better...... A hundredfold. The leader of the people couldn't put down the blade of the sword, and the words of praise he could think of were too limited, and he could only say such a simple sentence in the end.

"Kill them all!"

The steel knife was raised high above his head, and a huge roar came out of his mouth, and with his roar, several horns were blown, and the people of the valley picked up their bows and arrows at the same time, and condescendingly locked on the figures of those dazed cavalrymen, and then gently loosened the strings, and countless sharp arrows flew out, and a miserable howl sounded one after another, but after a moment, it fell silent.

"Phew!"

Shi Zhong was not wrong, and after about a quarter of an hour, the Mongol cavalry galloped from one end of the valley, and the smoke from the dust covered the entire valley, and even the miasma that was absent was driven away without a trace, and like them, both the people who were being pursued and their own people who were chasing them, disappeared.

"Check it out."

Looking at the tall trees in front of him, there were still fresh cuts on them, and even the branches were not torn off, Ulan Hu tried to suppress his anger, and gave a command with a calm face, and several of his own soldiers jumped off their horses and climbed over the pile of trees, and after a short time, they appeared on the wood again.

"All dead, the same as before, without a head." The face of the soldier was a little gloomy, he had never seen such a scene, but a hundred corpses of men and horses, arrows were stuck all over the ground, and everyone or horse was shot all over, like a target of arrows.

Having expected this to be the result, Ulan Hu didn't show much anger, he was about to go numb, and looking up at those high mountains, it seemed to have become a nightmare of eternal conquest, teasing his nerves every day.

After retreating from Hengshanzhai, the attacks of the Dong people became more and more bold, except for the Fengyi Prefecture that was directly controlled by them, the nearby Dong people did not know when, they had escaped cleanly, and the subsequent attacks all appeared in unexpected places, to say that there were no local Dong people who were familiar with the terrain to participate? Even the commander of the army, Sai Chidian, didn't believe it, but what if he didn't believe it, even if he killed all the people here in Fengyi Prefecture, it would only add to the resentment of the other party, and it would not help at all.

That's a whole hundred-man team! Even against the Song army, it is impossible to be wiped out so easily, can you blame his subordinates for being careless? Ulan was a little overwhelmed, he didn't know what to do to avoid all this, did he have to send the whole team every time? Even then, will it be safe, no one gave him an answer.

"Remove these trees and ...... them" In any case, it is impossible to expose the corpses of his people to the wilderness, Ulan Hudu raised his horsewhip and pointed to those obstacles, and before he could finish his sentence, from the direction of the river valley, there was the sound of rapid horses' hooves.

"Report to 10,000 households, Yunnan urgently!"

The people who came were the same Mongol cavalry as him, and even in the same Wanhu Office, they were the part of the men and horses left in Yunnan, and Nasu Thorn Ding, the eldest son of the commander of the army, was the marshal of the marching capital, and if it was just a few small disturbances, it would not be enough for him to send messengers, because it was a thousand thousand Mongol cavalry houses.

Ulan Hudu looked at his crumbling figure and felt that his heart had sunk to the bottom of Dianchi Lake.