At the foot of Tonggu Mountain, the dense forest is deep, the night wind is howling, the black Su Lu Dingqi hunting and dancing urgently, the finishers are all seated with stones, sitting on the ground as tents, and are issuing commanders.

This is a typical Mongolian, with a scarred face, two large clusters of plateau red with a heavy oily shiny, a thick and curly beard, a thick neck, a fat and strong body, and a heavy and thick Linggen armor, fierce eyes, and a strong sense of oppression, like a fierce beast that chooses people to eat.

"Baya, give you five hundred iron horses, block the east gate of the Song camp, and don't let a single soldier come over, can you do it?"

The iron leaf sounded loudly, and a Mongolian thousand households in armor stepped forward to salute and shouted: "Ten thousand households rest assured, if it is the dragon bird army, I dare not say, but the group of rabbit-like miscellaneous soldiers left in the Song camp right now, even if they come to three or five thousand, it is not enough to stuff the teeth of our wolf riders." ”

"Arslene!"

"The end will be." A Mongolian with two horned helmets with sharp curved horns between his ribs, and a man with messy hair like a halberd, and a majestic lion strode forward to listen to the order.

"You are the strongest lion under my account, give you 3,000 warriors, you will be the main attacker, at all costs, before dawn, rush to Tonggu Mountain." The eyes of the finisher were blazing, and the killing intent was boiling, "I don't ask if you can do it, because you can do it, and if you can't do it, you have to do it!" Even if I die in battle, I have to face the top of the mountain! ”

Alslene's beard was hedgehog, he pulled out a scimitar and wiped it towards the palm of his hand, clenched his fists tightly, the blood between his fingers was like a thread, and he grinned thick lips, revealing Sensen's yellow teeth: "Before dawn, Arslen will definitely step on Tonggu Mountain and escort Lord Song to the front of the adults!" ”

The finishers all stared viciously at the brave subordinates with the name of a lion (Arslen means lion in Mongolian): "The Song people on the top of the mountain are only four or five hundred, but they are the most elite forbidden army of the Song people, among which there are three hundred Tianzi pro-army, the Song people call it a 'martial arts team', everyone is equipped with a series of muskets, and even the Beiting ironclad of Lord Ali Hague hate the guns that day, how do you plan to break through?" ”

Alslen can become the first general under the complete capital, not only dare to fight and kill, but also not the kind of reckless man who slams his head into the muzzle of the gun. He rolled his eyes and said in a rough voice: "Arslen doesn't have enough iron armor to equip thousands of warriors, but there are things here that are not much worse than iron armor." ”

The finishers all followed Arslen's gaze and swept towards the dense woods on both sides, a smile bloomed on their evil faces, obviously a smile, but it looked extremely scary, and nodded: "Very good, you go, remember-"

The finishers all smiled, their eyes were bloodthirsty, and they roared murderously at the more than ten Mongolian thousands and hundreds of households present: "We have only one purpose - to wash Tonggu Mountain with blood!" ”

is also a bloodbath, in the mouth of the finisher, it has another meaning.

"Bloody Drum Mountain!" Thousands and hundreds of Mongolian households, plus hundreds of guards from the complete capital, all drew their blades and raised their bows, screaming and screaming like wild beasts.

Bang!

The sound of gunfire pierced the night sky, causing the wolves in the dense forest below to howl.

The finishers slowly pulled out the thick-backed scimitar at their waists, and a touch of blood that could not be faded from the edge of the blade could not be faded no matter how much they polished, and the finishers stretched out their yellow and greasy thick tongues and licked them, with hideous faces: "The Song people are impatient, and they are urging us to cut off their heads quickly-go, go quickly, don't let the Song people down." ”

For a time, the fire in the dense forest was lit, the shadows of people were building, the shadows of the trees were toppling, and the people were roaring and neighing, and they were very noisy. Half an hour later, a huge arrow shelter was pushed to the front of the Yuan army that was about to attack at the foot of the mountain.

This kind of arrow shelter is made of a bucket-thick giant tree cut in half, erected high, and fixed side by side with horizontal branches and ropes. Four giant trees are fixed on each side of the shelter, and a layer of cowhide is also covered behind it, and the giant shed is higher than the roof, five or six feet wide, which is exactly the width of the mountain road.

Due to the tight schedule, the bark of these giant trees used to make the arrow shelter was not even peeled off, and the workmanship was extremely crude. Such a huge arrow shelter is extremely heavy, and it takes three big men to lift it with force at the same time, and if you want to lift it all the way to the top of the mountain, at least a dozen big men have to take turns to fight.

Arslen personally tested the bow, walked to the arrow shelter fifty steps away, opened the bow and set up the arrow, the creaking bowstring opened, the two stone strong bows were pulled into a full moon, an arrow shot out, grabbing the ground, the arrow did not sink into the tree, as deep as five points, but it did not penetrate even half of the thickness of the arrow shelter.

In the chorus of cheers of the Yuan soldiers, Arslen threw down his big bow, took off his horn helmet, shook a raged lion's mane, and roared: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, no matter how good the musket is, it can still penetrate this thick arrow shelter covered with solid leather!" ”

……

In the middle of the night, piles of blazing bonfires were lit on both sides of the Tingjiang River, and the firelight danced wildly in the fierce wind, like a deformed monster with its teeth and claws, adding a shivering chill to the dark night.

Looking down from the sky, these clusters of bonfires are vertically and horizontally connected into long bonfire belts, forming a grid of squares, like the shape of a "well", which is extremely neatly arranged. Two huge "flaming squares" confronted each other across the river, clearly distinguishing and burning half of the sky. The red clouds reflect the surface of the river, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red, looking at it from afar, it is magnificent.

It was the main battlefield of the Song and Yuan armies.

After a whole day of fierce fighting, the Song army, which had less than 20,000 horses, defeated an enemy four times its size, pursued it all the way for more than ten miles, and drove all the tens of thousands of troops back to the old nest on the west bank of the Tingjiang River. The corpses of nearly 10,000 soldiers were left on the battlefield on the east bank, and the corpses were all over the field, and the blood and water stained the Chiting River.

The rolling propulsion attack of the dragon sparrow army and the artillery bombardment was finally blocked by the wide Tingjiang River, and the Yuan army, which had suffered heavy losses, was able to breathe and confront each other again on the west bank.

After the Yuan army retreated across the river, the two wide wooden bridges were not destroyed, and the Song army was supposed to open the way with muskets and tiger roars. It's a pity that time is running out, and it's getting late.

With the low-level command style and the quality of the soldiers in this era, it is basically impossible for both the Song army and the Yuan army to conduct a large-scale night battle. Such a completely uncontrollable war, as long as it is not caught in the head and not caught in the door, no commander is willing to do this.

The Song army wanted to retreat and return to the camp, but unexpectedly, as soon as the Song army moved, the Yuan army also moved, and pursued with a posture.

At the same time, the Song army also found that a large number of enemy cavalry appeared in the flank and rear, but it was the enemy army who crossed the river from the upper reaches and volleyed around the rear. Although they were afraid of the sharpness of the Song army's muskets and artillery, the cavalry of the Yuan army did not dare to approach, but only roamed far away, like a pack of wolves, but as long as the Song army retreated a little carelessly, these wolf-like Mongolian cavalry would fiercely pounce and bite.

It wasn't until the news of the siege of Tonggu Mountain came from the rear that Jiang Fenglie, Shi Yang and other generals understood Boyan's sinister intentions. Under this critical situation, the Song army either had to retreat after dragging the Yuan army tired, or it was fighting and retreating, returning to the camp as soon as possible, attacking the army of Zhidu and relieving the siege of Tonggu Mountain.

The first point can be directly vetoed, and if you fight and retreat, the Yuan army will definitely bite and desperately entangle. Under the dark night, there are chasing soldiers in front of the enemy and behind, these more than ten miles are usually easy but now they are destined to be a long way home, which will be bloody and dangerous step by step.

Just when the generals of the Song army were worried and ready to kill back desperately, the direction of Tonggu Mountain suddenly burst into flames, bursting into the sky under the night sky, and several fleeting huge fireworks symbols came into view......

"Your Majesty—"

Jiang Fenglie, Shi Yang and several other generals who knew the meaning of this flag fire were all moved, and looked at the direction of Tonggu Mountain in a daze.

After a while, Jiang Fenglie's face had completely calmed down, only his eyes reflected the beating flames, as if there was a fire burning, and he paused heavily in the direction of Tonggu Mountain: "Minister, obey the order - gentlemen, fight!" ”