After Yan Chenghei's night, he didn't sleep very well.

Basically, they kept one eye open and one eye closed until dawn.

Because he knows the habits of the Mongols too well, this group of wolves from the steppe desert is tough and rough, they can ride on horses and gallop for several days and nights and can still wield a knife to kill the enemy, do not eat, drink, drink blood, as strong as savages, the desolate Gobi and the desert with no grass can stop their pace of conquest, just the dark night, how can they stop?

The night attack tactics of the Mongolian army have been used many times in the war to destroy Jin, and each time they have achieved excellent results, Wanyan Chengji has a deep experience, so he does not dare to sleep soundly.

But the night passed, and it was safe.

Not even the person who collected the corpse appeared, and the dead lying on the river beach were left unattended.

The sun rose, and the sun was three poles up, and Wanyan Chenghe, who was chewing miscellaneous cakes for breakfast, saw the appearance of a large group of people and horses from a distance from the light and shadow of the sun shining on the distant horizon.

Slowly, the black shadows of men and horses occupied the entire field of vision, and they gathered together to form a huge blanket that covered the ground, crushing on the flat ground, the blanket moved on the ground, incomparably wide, accompanied by the long sound of trumpets and the sound of low war drums, flags fluttering, swords and spears were everywhere, and the reflection of iron armor in the sun was shining and piercing eyes.

"Bell, bell!"

The warning gong sounded behind the wooden wall, and the Jurchen soldiers who were resting behind the wall jumped up and hurried up the wooden wall, while some of the people who were picking up booty outside the wall ran back and ran back through a hole in the wooden wall.

Wanyan Chengji swallowed the last bite of the cake, and he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water, so he stood on the enemy tower.

The enemy building is three zhang high, built of rough wood, standing on the top can look out far without obstacles, the surging crowd in the distance is like a surging black wave, even the wide Han River next to it, compared with this crowd is much inferior.

Wanyan Chengji stood on the enemy tower, squinting with a calm face, looking at the flagpole in the crowd that was getting bigger and bigger, the top was like a huge spear, and countless horsehair were tied below, the flagpole was extremely tall, much larger than the countless flags around it, the spearhead was golden, like a three-strand fork, and a group of white flags surrounded it, looking from a distance, as if it was as conspicuous as all the people.

This kind of strange flagpole, Wanyan Chenghei recognized, it is called Daxu, and ordinary commanders in the army will have it. However, this kind of Daxu is unique to Mongolia, and generally only the nobles of the Mongolian clan level are qualified to have it.

In other words, Kublai Khan was in the midst of this crowd.

Wanyan Chenghe's eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he was very sensitive to the rising sun, but the light from the slit in his eyes became sharper and sharper, and the tighter and tighter skin exposed the tension, depression and joy in his heart when he met the enemy.

O king, king of Mongolia, how long has it been since you saw you? Five years or ten years?

Wan Yan Chenghe's hand pinched the thick railing of the enemy building, his nails were deeply embedded in the wood fibers, making a crackling sound, the wood couldn't resist his strength, and he was caught with bits and pieces of wood chips, which fell down one after another.

Wanyan Chen monk was defeated in Sanfeng Mountain that year, and finally died in Junzhou, facing Kublai Khan's father Tuolei, the young Wanyan Chenghei saw the Daxu of Tuolei on the battlefield, very familiar, and he will not forget when he dies.

Tuo Lei killed the monk Yan Chen.

Now that Tuolei is dead, his son Kublai Khan is here again.

Wanyan Chenghei almost had the heart to fight for his life, he wanted to jump on a horse, copy the bow and lead the sword, and kill into the army to take Kublai Khan's life.

The hatred of killing the father and destroying the country, how can the husband be tolerated in the world!

He glanced down at the enemy tower and saw a group of black-armored heavy infantry indifferently lined up.

The long knives in their hands were more than a man tall.

Wanyan Chenghe's angry emotions calmed down in an instant, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water.

He suddenly remembered the words of Changsun Hong.

"Do everything and don't do anything, and you have to use your brain in everything you do."

"If you want revenge, go with me to Horin, dig Temujin's grave, knock out his bones, grind them and scatter them under your father's tombstone, instead of dying with the enemy somewhere here."

"Kill the enemy and put yourself in, that's a reckless man, a true hero, who will value his life more than the enemy."

The words are still in my ears.

Wan Yan Chenghe's face slowly calmed down, and the color of the red like pork liver returned to its usual color, and he blinked, and soon began to order.

"Quick, get all the arrows up!"

"Gunpowder, what about gunpowder? Aren't there still some? Hurry up and bury it under the wooden wall! ”

Then he summoned a few clever men and told them to make a detour from the mountains to inform the eldest grandson of the arrival of the Mongol army.

These things were very busy, and the wooden wall suddenly boiled, and everyone was moving.

Wanyan Chengji looked up at the mountains in the distance, the Daba Mountains were quiet, verdant and green, the war at the foot of the mountain seemed to have no effect on the mountain, the quiet auspicious water meandered out of the mountain, gurgling and clear, the river took away the bloody breath of the previous day, and brought the fresh nature of the mountain back to the riverside.

The eldest grandson ghost king is probably somewhere in this mountain.

Wanyan Chengji looked at the mountain, the mountain looked at him silently, there was no movement on the mountain, birds and birds were flying, and the shadows of the trees were mottled.

I hope that this ghost king's strategy can succeed. Wanyan Chengji withdrew his gaze from the mountain, glanced at the crowd that had stopped about three miles outside the wooden wall, snorted softly, and went down to the watchtower.

In fact, Kublai Khan had been staring at Wanyan Chenghei just now, and the enemy tower was too conspicuous on the vast and flat ground, and it was difficult not to pay attention.

Under the mighty Daxu, Kublai Khan wore a helmet and armor, wearing a battle robe of iron leaves, and looked at the wooden wall opposite from a distance under the escort of a group of personal soldiers.

"There is a mountain on the left, there is a river on the right, and there is a small river in front of it, so although this place is open, it is an excellent place to build a pass to resist the enemy, although the wooden wall is simple, but with the danger of the river, it can be blocked for a while, Liu Wei, you attacked in a hurry yesterday, there is no preparation, and it is not unjust to take it."

After watching it for a while, Kublai Khan lightly raised his horsewhip and expressed his thoughts towards the enemy tower opposite.

Liu Heima was ashamed and chattered.

Kublai Khan's words sounded blameless, but in Liu Wei's ears, they were as piercing as knives.

Yesterday was blown up by explosives stupid, did not look carefully clearly, today to look again, I found that the wooden wall opposite Jishui is neat, but compared to the Xunzhou and other county city walls along the way is really unbearable, those county towns are at least earthen walls, tall and thick, where can the wooden walls be compared.

The county town can be conquered, but he broke his troops in front of a wooden wall, and Liu Heima felt too embarrassed.

So he clenched his fists and bowed his head to ask for his life: "Your Highness, let me drive my subordinates to attack again, if you can't overcome it today, you take my head and ask!" ”

(End of chapter)