"Hehe, the terrain here is so complicated, it's not surprising that they lost it." Jiulong Lang Ruoyin laughed, inexhaustibly cunning, he was a hearty barbarian, and he showed such a strange expression: "Let them go around in the mountains for a while, and they will be tired and just clean up." ”

Looking at his smile, Na Tuozhi couldn't help but shudder, and complained: "Jiulong, you said you, I didn't learn anything else with the ghost king, this yin smile is learned vividly, but his face is not as good-looking as Mr. Changsun, and he looks panicked when he laughs." ”

Jiulonglang didn't do it, and shouted, "Why are you panicking? No wonder when I went back to the village recently, the girls ignored me, did you say bad things about me behind my back? ”

"Just your dignity, let it be." Na Tuozhi smashed his lips: "I don't have that idle time. ”

Both of them are young barbarians, doing things happily, but after all, there is still the inherent temperament of young people in their bones, lively and active, they like to quarrel when no one is around, make a few jokes with each other, and have fun.

But before he could say a few words, a barbarian soldier hurried over and reported to the two: "Two generals, the Mongols are following!" ”

The two of them were overjoyed when they heard this, and immediately put the bickering thing behind them, jumped up and stood on a high place, and looked far behind.

They were halfway up a hill, and from here they could see a group of people walking in a hurry in the col a few miles away, and judging by the banner, it should be a group of Mongol Red Army.

The two of them stood tall and could see far away, but there was no shelter around them, and they stood prominently on the rocks, so that others could see them from a distance.

Immediately, a burst of vulgar Chinese scolding erupted from the col, as if scolding the mother.

Na Tuozhi listened attentively, and then turned around and said, "The wind is strong, and I can't hear it clearly, as if it is saying that it is going to skin us." ”

"I've been teasing them for the past two days, and it's natural to be angry." Jiulong Langruo urged him: "Let's go, move quickly, lead them over, the ghost king is in a hurry." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, without the slightest intention of waiting.

"You just said that you had to wait for them to get tired before you could do anything, why did this time change?" Na Tuozhi smiled and chased after him, laughing as he chased.

From the dense forest on the mountainside, hundreds of brutes came out, followed by the two of them, and quickly touched the foot of the mountain.

These people didn't seem to have the intention of hiding, so they ran on the hillside openly, lest the Mongol soldiers behind them not see it.

The Mongolian Red Army Baihu who chased after him was a man of lust, and he had been wandering around the ravine for five or six days because of chasing this group of Song troops who were plotting against Mongolian rangers in the past few days.

He was very angry.

I have never encountered such a thing before, the other party does not fight with you, just play hide and seek with you, seduce you into the mountains, and then hang you from afar, you chase him and run, run faster than you, but the mountains can't ride horses, Song soldiers run fast and thieves, in the mountains like walking on the ground, jumping and jumping, a slope and smoke to go up.

And the Mongolians want to climb up for a while, and when they climb up, they have already reached the top of another slope, and they are still laughing and scolding at you from afar, and they will blow up your lung lobes, how the is this chase?

Song Jun still doesn't let you stop, you are tired of chasing, stop and rest, he will turn back, if it is the noise of beating gongs and drums at night, if it is daytime, he will stand far away and throw stones at you, you are annoyed, stand up and chase, he runs again.

If you ignore him, he will set fire to the direction of the wind, and the mountains will be full of trees, and the smoke alone will smoke you if the wind blows.

It's like a naughty child who tries his best to force you to play with him, and you can't play if you don't want to.

This hundred households have been tossed like this to the point that his eyes are black, and heavy eye bags are hanging under his eyelids, matching his strong figure, like a panda.

Today he made up his mind, those Song soldiers seemed to be a little slack, probably running for many days, and they were tired, and they didn't run so fast, it was a good time to catch up and solve it.

He strictly ordered his Red Army soldiers to speed up, and they must catch up before dark, kill the Song soldiers, and end this inexplicable battle.

Things are developing smoothly, and the shadow of the Song soldiers in front is getting clearer and clearer, and the distance is getting closer and closer between the turnover of several hills.

Finally, around a mountain pass, a quiet valley appeared in front of me, in the valley there was a flat place of more than ten acres of land, the soil was soft, and some seedlings and crops grew on it, probably cultivated land from a nearby mountain village.

The group of Song soldiers stood in the deepest part of the flat ground, lined up in a horizontal row, holding a large shield, and set up a simple long snake formation.

Baihu breathed a long sigh of relief, if he didn't run, it would be easy to do.

To be honest, he's already tired of chasing.

"Don't get close yet, draw your bow, and stand still and shoot a round." Baihu had a lot of experience in the battle, and he did not act rashly like pulling out the edges, but paid attention to the minimum price in exchange for the greatest result: "Ten people went up on each side of the hillside, outflanked them in a roundabout way, and killed and wounded the Song army with bows and arrows." ”

The Red Army reacted quickly, and immediately someone came out and ran up the hillside.

There were about 300 people on the other side, although there were only 100 people in his 100 households, but 100 households had no fear at all, or rather, he hadn't taken these hundreds of Song soldiers in his eyes yet.

There is also a large group of Mongolian soldiers searching for these Song soldiers in this mountain, and Baihu doesn't want them to grab the credit, and taking down the heads of these hateful Song soldiers is another exclusive military merit in front of the Lord Qianhu.

He drew his blade, a thick-backed long knife with a somewhat long handle, which could be held with both hands, and could be used in horseback and foot combat, and there were still a lot of dark black blood stains left in the blood tank.

He used this knife to kill from the grassland to the Central Plains, and after a hundred battles, there were not a thousand but five hundred people who died under the sword. There will definitely be a few more Knife Souls added today.

At this moment, from the hillsides on both sides, a burst of angry shouts and screams erupted.

The Red Army soldiers, who had just run up, turned into rolling gourds and rolled down the hillside.

A group of armorers, covered in iron armor and wearing ghostly iron masks, peeked out from the hillside.

These armor soldiers are wrapped in iron armor all over their bodies, tightly fitted, the iron armor is very unique, the black lacquer surface, the whole piece of armor leaves, looks like people wrapped in iron, they are holding a long knife of one color, the blade of the knife is longer with a long handle, the pace is neat, the front finger of the long knife, like a knife mountain slowly pressed down.

"There's an ambush!" This thought just popped into Baihu's mind, and he heard his own soldiers behind him exclaiming.

"There are Song soldiers in the back!"

He turned sharply and looked back, a row of ironclad soldiers with the same iron armor and ghostly faces, like a thick iron wall, blocked the way.

The long knife of the forest grows on the iron wall.

On the back of Baihu, a cold sweat suddenly broke out.

"Don't pay attention to the Song soldiers in the back and on both sides, impact the front, defeat them, and then line up with your back to the mountain!" Baihu was not slow to respond and made the right choice in the shortest time.

The Mongolian language he spoke could not be understood by Na Tuo Zhi and Jiulong Lang Ruo, who were facing him.

However, they could understand that the Mongolian soldiers were screaming wildly and rushing over made them understand what Baihu was yelling at.

"This tartar is very powerful." Jiulong Langruo said in surprise: "Don't be chaotic in the face of danger, knowing that impacting us is the only way to break the formation." ”

"Don't boast about the Tartars." Na Tuozhi stood behind a shield and clenched the knife in his hand: "Be careful, don't be bitten by rabbits." ”

Jiulong Lang laughed cruelly, did not speak, but just swept the handle of the knife.

The Mongolian soldiers released arrows as they ran, and the sound of "tuk-tuk" arrows hitting the shield was as dense as rain hitting plantains. The brutes kept their heads down, hiding behind their shields, unable to even raise their heads.

Shooting until it was within ten zhang, the running Mongolian soldiers abandoned their bows and drew their axes and took their axes, turning from archers to strong infantry, and pounced on the Song soldiers' shield array, which looked a little like hedgehogs because they were full of arrow shafts.

Then they fell into the pit.

In front of the Song soldiers' shield wall, there was a trench dug deeply, and there were sharp bamboo sticks underneath.

It is covered with a layer of turf, and if you step on it, you will fall and you will not be able to climb out.

Nine Dragons Angde of Taniguchi, holding a knife and leading the ghost pawns, calmly step by step, approached the Mongols who stopped their footsteps and were undecided.

On the high ground on one side of the hillside, the eldest grandson Hongya wandered and peeled a wild fruit picked from a nearby tree, threw it into his mouth, and then frowned and made it unpalatable.

"It's so sour!"

(End of chapter)