The top of the stone hill, the silence of death.

The flames under the mountain were raging, and they felt that the heat wave was hot from a distance, but the remnants of Hanzhou on the mountain were as cold as if they were in the cold land of the extreme north.

When this fire is extinguished, it will probably be the day when everyone will die.

The fire spread slowly to the west, and according to Wang Kui's vision, it did not affect the stone mountain, but the heavy Mongol banner surrounded the place tightly.

His mouth was dry, but the water in the bladder had long since been exhausted, and there was no water source on the mountain, so he couldn't even drink a sip of water.

Wang Kui licked his lips that were a little cracked in the dry air, and said apologetically to the silent sergeants around him: "I have affected you, I finally escaped from Hanzhou, but I fell into death with me. ”

And they looked at him, but did not speak.

After a moment, an adjutant general replied angrily, "What did the adults say?" This life in this life has been explained in Hanzhou, and the adults took us to kill it, and if you give me another life, what's the harm if you leave it here? ”

Another humanitarian: "When a soldier eats food, the horse leather shroud, as it should be, adults don't have to mind!" ”

"I killed a northern captive, which is enough, if they dare to come up, I will also have a sword, and I will earn it!"

"People die like lights go out, my lord, we are soldiers, there are not so many hypocrisy, you treat us well, unlike other officials, who drink the blood of soldiers and eat soldiers' flesh, and die with you, and there are no complaints."

Everyone opened the chatterbox, broke through the stuffy and panicked atmosphere, these words are the tragic voice before death, listening to Wang Kui's eyes red, stood up and shook his head, bowed his head and said: "You can afford my Wang Kui, you should drink a glass of wine with you, but unfortunately there is no wine here, and alcohol is also forbidden in the army, so I have to owe you a glass first, and when you get below, drink with you!" ”

Someone stood up and said loudly: "Okay, when everyone arrives at Nai He Bridge, they set up Meng Po's stall together, and drink wine and eat meat there, isn't it happy?" ”

Another person responded, "Yes! My lord, if there is an afterlife, we are still willing to be your soldiers, and if the husband dies to serve the country, the Lord of Yama will also give a thumbs up, why worry about the lack of wine and meat under the Yellow Spring? ”

"With wine and meat, I wonder if there is a kiln below? I haven't touched a woman in half a year. ”

"Hahaha, even if there are female ghosts below, you dare to go?"

"When the time comes, Lao Tzu will also be a ghost, afraid of a bird?"

The temperament of the soldier is casual, bold and natural, the matter of life and death is light, a few words on the beginning, the topic somehow talked about the woman, giggling and suddenly put the sad and sad emotions behind, someone lewdly sang eighteen touches, but also a whine and shout, the voice is so loud that you can hear it under the mountain.

"What are the Song soldiers on the mountain doing?" Zhang Rongzu, a thousand households of the Han army, stood under a leeward tree in surprise, and looked at the stone mountain that went straight up and down in solitude: "Are you crazy when you see a dead end?" ”

"Let them go, they won't be able to run away anyway." Qianhu Jia Pu snorted and poured water into his mouth: "This fire is roasted, I stand here and it's hot, and a lot of it has probably been smoked to death." ”

"Wait for the fire to be smaller, probably Lord Zhuo Mahan has also arrived, tonight is over, tomorrow we will go up together, finish this errand, and have an explanation to His Royal Highness Kublai Khan." Zhang Rongzu said with some dissatisfaction: "Just for these miscellaneous pieces, how much did we delay our looting!" It's really hateful! ”

Jia Pu laughed and wiped the water from the corner of his mouth: "How can you say that people are also Mongolian clans, let us do it because we can afford us, if you think that we are down-to-earth, fast and good, promote us to be ten thousand households, guarding one side, wouldn't it be happy?" ”

Zhang Rongzu pursed his lips and said, "Pull it down!" There are only a few households in the Han army, all of which have followed since the beginning of the Great Khan of Temujin, and our qualifications and military merits are not even a fraction of them. ”

"So, don't complain." Jia Pu said: "Think about how to attack is the right way, this mountain is too steep, and I am afraid that I will lose many lives if I go up directly." ”

"Who is so stupid to go straight to it?" Zhang Rongzu sneered: "Song soldiers will use fire, we won't?" When this side is burned, we will put firewood on the firewood, and when the wind direction changes, we will also put a fire, first smoke him with seven meat and eight vegetables, and then attack the mountain with heavy armor, and take it in one fell swoop! ”

Jia Pu was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "This method is good!" But it seems to be a little poisonous. ”

He glanced at Zhang Rongzu's eyes, and immediately said: "No poison, no husband, small amount is not a gentleman!" General Zhang's move is brilliant! ”

Zhang Rongzu looked at him coldly: "You think it's good, right?" Why don't you call someone to clean up the firewood? Waiting for Zolmahand to go tomorrow? ”

According to Zhuo Ermahan's order, Jia Pu is to listen to Zhang Rongzu's instructions, in terms of seniority, Zhang Rongzu also returned to Mongolia earlier than Jia Pu, Jia Pu is naturally a head shorter, he knew that the wrong words touched Zhang Rongzu's mold, and quickly agreed.

Zhang Rongzu hummed in his nostrils, turned his head and stared at the top of the stone mountain again, where the noise seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and said to himself indignantly: "These Song soldiers, at this time, have not stopped, why don't they surrender?" Kill Lao Tzu and wait for this place, and when he takes it, he can't keep any of them, and he will cut them all! ”

He stood for a while, cursed for a while, found it boring, turned around and went into the shade of the tree, and went to rest.

……

On the other side of the river, there are undulating hills, and the river is flatter, with flat tidal flats in some places, in addition to the cliff-like rocks, which lead directly to the woods that extend down from the mountain.

The river is turbulent, the wreckage of the raft burned by the Mongolian soldiers yesterday is still scattered on the river beach here, the Mongolian soldiers are killed and buried, and the corpses of some Song soldiers are also left between the wooden blocks, or lying on the ground, or facing the sky on their backs, weapons and bows are all over the ground, the blood stains that flow out have been blackened and solidified, the afterflames have dissipated, and the tragic scene after the war is still unbearable to face.

In the woods on the opposite bank, in the shadows of the trees, four eyes were blinking and peeking in this direction, and after looking for a while, no one was moved, so two men wearing Shimen Fan leather armor came out, trotted for a while, and hid behind a big rock by the river.

It was clearer here than looking at the other side in the woods, and the brute showed half of his head behind the stone, and looked closely.

"I burned a lot of rafts." He said in a low voice: "The Song army should have wanted to cross the river from here, but it was blocked over there. ”

"It's a bit difficult, how do we get them?" The barbarian general Wang Chao grabbed his head: "There is no bridge, no boat, we also build rafts?" ”

"Raft ......" Na Tuozhi pondered, his eyes flickering: "How many people can a raft carry?" Back and forth, it's really a waste of time. ”

"What I'm afraid of is that the Mongols will detect it and attack us in Bandu, so that the people who stay there will die." Wang Chao hurriedly said: "The more they number, the slower they will cross the river, and the Mongols will find out sooner or later." Mr. Changsun is still dealing with those two hundred-person teams more than ten miles away, and we have hundreds of people here to lead, what can we do? ”

"There must be a way." Na Tuozhi lowered his head and frowned: "Let's think about it again, if Mr. Changsun is here, what will he do?" ”

(End of chapter)