As he listened to what sounded very dull in the house, and counted the droplets of water dripping from the tiles of the eaves, to the thousandth and eightieth drop, he heard a slight commotion outside.

Yanzheng Yamen is located in the middle of the city, monopolizing half of the street, the boss has a mansion, a huge building that enters and exits several inside, and you can hear the noise from the outside, which is not small.

It should be quiet outside.

The entire Yaqian Street was sealed, and all the shops doing business were closed.

Wuliang Hatai frowned, took the knife in his hand, looked back at Kublai Khan and Yao Shu, who were still talking, did not alarm them, and walked towards the rain.

The house he was in just now was located in the third courtyard of the Yanzheng Yamen, and there were Mongolian soldiers guarding inside and outside the entrance of each entrance, and when they saw him come out, they bowed and saluted one after another.

If no one walks out next to Uliang Hatai, every time you walk out, the sound in your ears will be a little louder.

It was as if many people were shouting.

There was a cloud of foreboding in his heart, and as the most elite warrior under Kublai Khan, Uliang Hatai's intuition was very keen.

After stopping and thinking for a while, Uliang Hatai called a soldier and whispered a few words in his ear, and the soldier nodded and ran.

Clenching the knife in his hand a little tighter, Wuliang Hatai strode out, beckoning the guards along the way, so that when he reached the gate, there were already a dozen people around him.

When I came to the main gate of the Yanzheng Yamen, the sound outside the door was already very loud, and a hundred households guarding here were standing on the threshold, leading people to guard it firmly, looking out.

Seeing Wuliang Hatai coming, Baihu hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Lord Wuliang Hatai, the noise is coming from a distance, I have sent someone to check, and there will be an echo soon." ”

Uliang Hatai did not respond, and stood outside the door with a calm face, but no one walked on the street in front of the Yaqian, but except for here, there was a buzz of people everywhere, as if this was the center of a typhoon, and the wind was howling on all sides. Listen closely, there are panicked shouts, angry shouts, and screams of death.

"That's not right!" Uliang Hatai said categorically: "There must be something!" Take your people and gather all our people in the vicinity to come here and protect Your Highness. The south gate sent people to take a look, guarding the city gate, as long as the city gate is fine, some southerners in the city will be irrelevant! ”

Baihu agreed, and was about to raise his legs, but he heard Wuliang Hatai add a sentence in the back: "If you meet a crowd of howling, you will be killed!" ”

Baihu's face was full of anger, and he answered loudly, leading his subordinates to leave quickly.

Uliang Hatai sat at the foot of the stone lion in front of the door, looked coldly at the deserted street after the hundred households left, put the knife on his knees, and his face was like frost.

A moment later, the soldier who had just been ordered by him turned around and reported to him: "My lord, the horse is ready. ”

"Go and invite His Highness and Master Yao to come over, just say that there are changes outside, and I am afraid that the safety of His Highness will be endangered." Wu Liangha said in a deep voice with an expressionless face: "I'm staying here, you go and invite it quickly!" ”

The soldier ran away again, and at this moment the Mongol soldiers guarding the Yanzheng Yamen came one after another, and more and more people gathered around him.

All the men led their horses, but Uliang Hatai did not sit idle, and ordered the horsemen to mount their horses and stand on the stone streets, while he himself waited by the gate.

Kublai Khan, with a black face, hurried over with Yao Shu, saw Wuliang Hatai, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know yet, in order to protect the ......" Wuliang Hatai's words had not yet fallen, and a terrible shout came from the end of Yaqian Street.

"Enemy attack!"

This sound was like a war drum beating on the battlefield, and everyone's muscles tightened.

The hundred households just now were covered in blood, stumbling from a distance like a desperate rush, the helmet fell somewhere, and a bloody hole ran across the top of the head.

He shouted something, but Uliang Hatai didn't listen to it anymore, turned around and held Kublai Khan's hand and pulled a horse: "Please Your Highness get on the horse!" We're going to kill you! ”

"Fetch my knife!" Kublai Khan's face did not change, he turned over and jumped on the back of the horse quickly, and shouted to the people around him.

Someone has already sent it, he used a gold knife, curved blade, cut gold and broken iron, the handle of ivory made, inlaid with several precious stones, the whole knife is luxurious and exquisite, the value is extraordinary, it is said that Genghis Khan gave him that year, is a symbol of status.

Holding the scimitar back, Kublai Khan took the chain mail handed to him by the guards, and while draping it on his body, he asked, "Where are the soldiers coming?" ”

"It's Song Bing! I've broken through the south gate and are rushing here! Baihu had already run to the front of him, and replied: "Our warriors are fighting with them in the streets, but there are many of them, and I am afraid that they will not last long." ”

"Your Highness, don't panic, we'll rush out for you." Uliang Hatai jumped on another horse, straightened the axe hanging on the saddle, and said in a loud voice: "Of the four gates, only the south gate can go out, please follow us to the south gate!" ”

Kublai Khan nodded, and he trusted Uliang Hatai unconditionally.

Uliang Hatai raised the bow in his hand, kicked the horse's belly, and rushed out first, and hundreds of horsemen followed him.

Kublai Khan was caught in the middle, he turned around in his busy schedule, and shouted to a few guards around him: "Protect Master Yao, what's wrong with him, I skinned your whole family!" ”

Yao Shu also rode a horse, followed behind, and several guards agreed, slowed down the horse, and followed Yao Shu.

Hundreds of horses had crossed the long street and galloped up the street leading to the south gate, and as soon as they had turned, the Uliang Hatai in front of them suddenly made a stop and shouted.

"Stop!"

The Mongolian horse was well-trained and, almost at the same moment, stopped at a slowly slowing speed.

Uliang Hatai squinted and looked at the front of the street.

The scattered people were naturally not the focus of his attention, what he looked at was the row of ironclad walls facing him.

The black armor covered the whole body of the foot soldier, and even the face was wearing an iron ghost mask; The snow-bright knife, more than a person long, and the sharp blade was half a human high, held in the hands of the black-armored foot soldiers, as if countless thorns had grown on the iron wall.

The black-armored soldiers occupied the entire width of the street, blocking the way to the road, and there were layers of black pressure behind it, and there were countless people. Look at the rooftops on both sides, there are still many leather armor soldiers jumping on the tiles, holding bows and arrows and shooting down.

The Mongol soldiers who stood in front of them were gone, probably dead.

"It's ...... Emulate the Iron Float of the Kingdom of Jin? Or the Iron Harrier of Western Xia? Kublai Khan didn't know when, he rode his horse to the front, he looked at the black armor opposite, frowned and asked.

"It's a bit like the Iron Float, but there are no horses, it's all foot soldiers." Wuliang Hatai said in a deep voice: "This is the only way to go to the south gate, please retreat a little bit, I will make people rush, and when the Song soldiers are scattered, His Highness will go over." ”

Kublai Khan retreated, and the cavalry in iron armor stepped forward.

"As always, four horses in a row." Wuliang Hatai did not delay at all, and quickly ordered: "Rush!" ”

Without hesitation or thinking, the Mongolian heavy armored cavalry automatically divided into a queue in the gallop, and more than thirty heavy armored cavalry were divided into seven or eight rows, the first three rows were closely spaced, and the rear ones were slightly distanced, and the front and rear feet rushed towards the queue of ghost pawns who were waiting for the battle.

Horses are like thunderbolts, and people are like thunder.

The stone slabs of the whole street were shaking, and the horseshoes were crisply tapping on the stone slabs, converging into a roaring and terrifying murder song.

The cavalry in the rear hung up their scimitars and axes, took out their longbows, and threw arrows.

If you stand opposite the cavalry at this moment, what catches your eye and occupies the field of vision will be all the strong figures of the cavalry, and on the narrow streets, the arrangement of four horses is already the limit, and one more horse will crash into the houses on both sides.

Ordinary soldiers, seeing this kind of scene, have already turned around and ran.

Can the flesh and blood of man resist the power of the galloping horse, can he still escape a dead word?

The strong ground tremor alone is enough to crush people's psychology, and it is easy for people to lose the will to resist with the strength that cannot be resisted by human beings.

Therefore, when the two armies faced each other, most of the foot soldiers would be crushed by the cavalry, not really crushed, but frightened.

The Mongols were very experienced, and they had seen this many times.

Under normal circumstances, don't look at the ironclad soldiers on the opposite side are very neat, as long as they rush up and get close to the past, they will collapse on their own.

Fifty paces, the black armor soldier did not move.

Thirty paces, the black-armored soldier did not move.

The arrows that came first flew over the heads of the cavalry and reached the sky above the black-armored soldiers.

"Keep your head down!"

A black-armored soldier standing in the first row shouted, and the entire sword formation suddenly lowered its head.

There was a chaotic clanging sound, and the arrows landed on the iron helmet and the brim of the hat, but did not hurt the people inside.

The ghost armor is heavy, and of course it is also thick.

"Royal!"

The black-armored soldiers with their heads down shouted again, and the armor soldiers in the first two rows did not retreat, but advanced, holding the blades of their knives with both hands, standing in lunges under their feet, leaning forward, ready to attack, firmly stepping on the ground, as if welding themselves to a stone. The whole person looked lowered, and the height of the broadsword was lowered, slightly upward.

"Royal!"

All the armor soldiers roared, the majestic momentum looked at death as if they were at home, and the armor soldiers in the back of the third row raised their swords and stepped forward, protecting the heads of their comrades in the first two rows, the sword mountain was like a sea, and the bright piercing eyes were shining.

"Chop the horse's leg in front and cut the body in the back!" A deafening roar burst out, almost suppressing the sound of the horse's hooves: "Shimen Fan is invincible!" ”

(End of chapter)