Chapter 273: Refugees
The Mongolian soldiers, who were sitting or lying down, looked at the sound, and saw that most of the horses were dressed in the messy clothes of their own army, so they no longer paid attention to the lazy rest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Wuyun stood up and looked around with his hands on the pergola, and his sharp eyes saw that among the three hundred or so cavalry of his army, there were one or two dozen men in samurai uniforms in the front, who were crossing the paddy fields with only rice stubble, and galloped unhurriedly towards this place.
Wuyun asked himself: "What's going on, the general has changed his nature, and instead of breaking into the town to rob and rob, he sent his men to the back to do something." Well, those people may be spies from the big handsome's side, and they must have been sent to recruit us back for some urgent matter. Ignore him, let them come to their side, and listen to what they have to say before talking. ā
The sentry commander of the personal guard who came with Wan Yan Hong and them came out to face the 100 comrades who were also subordinates and were recruited by the ****** in November last year in the east of the town, and they agreed to join the army of Shaoxi Mansion with Wan Yan Hong.
After discussing with Yan Hong and several supporters, the sentry commander joined forces and marched south of the town.
Seeing that the Mongol soldiers were so lazy, the sentry commander was overjoyed, and glanced at the guards who came with him, and saw that they were all like himself and took out the guy on his waist, so he held the crossbow in his hand. After getting ready, he instructed Wan Yanhong and the others: "Brother, let's go over quietly, and when you get to them, you show me those are the cronies of the Mongol generals, and let us deal with them." Then you shout to these people, and if any one does not listen and dares to make a move, kill them directly to get rid of the trouble. ā
Wan Yanhong saw Wuyun and Geldai from a distance, and pointed to the sentry commander: "My lord, please see, those two are the generals of our cavalry, and the one lying down is Getai, who was originally just a small team, and later became one of the generals of our cavalry." The other one was called Wuyun, who was old and incapable, but because he was a good old man and only talked to everyone, ****** was very relieved of him, and still made him a cavalry general. The other newcomers will only deceive people, and the most unpopular thing is not to worry, and when the time comes, they can control the overall situation by killing a few. ā
The horse team marched to five or six feet on the side of the road, and Wan Yanhong shouted loudly to the Mongolian soldiers who were sitting on the road: "Colleagues, this time the food has been lost, and we have encountered a strong enemy, the cavalry in the north of our town has been defeated, and the Song people have been surrendered, and the general ****** who led the troops has also died under the 'divine thunder' of the Song people." It's better for everyone to vote for the Song people in the next place, so as not to unjustly lose their lives here. Now he can be respected as much as I am, but when he wants to descend later, he will be a captive, and he will be a little guilty. ā
The dark clouds that were originally sitting on the ground couldn't help but be surprised when they heard Yan Hong's words. Jumped up and gestured straight to Wan Yan Hong's eyes, and scolded loudly: "Hun boy, are you suffering from madness, you don't know how to say such rebellious words, and dare not think of running away for your life, and if you are caught and sent to the general, you will die a miserable death." ā
The subordinate general named Geltai was also woken up by Wan Yan Hong's shout, he only heard the latter paragraph of Yan Hong's call for everyone to join the Song army, and he also jumped up in the dark cloud scolding, grabbed the waist knife on the ground and rushed towards Wan Yan Hong, and shouted: "Good thief, it's not even if you are against yourself, you dare to come here to bewitch the army, you must not be spared." ā
Geltai rushed out four or five steps, hearing three loud sounds in a row, his left chest, right abdomen and right shoulder were hit three times in a row, he rushed forward in the body, took a step back, paused again, and then staggered forward a few steps, his right hand hung down softly and supported the ground with a knife, looked down at the three gradually expanding blood stains in his chest, abdomen and shoulders, and only after a while did he raise his head with difficulty, looking at Li Xiang, who moved the muzzle of the gun close to his mouth and blew away the light smoke, and asked indistinctly: "Are you...... Who are you...... What...... Come...... ...... from where to go"
Before he finished speaking, there was a splash of water, and in the rice field where there were still a few inches of water, his hands and feet kicked a few times, and with a series of bubbles of grunting and grunting, he twitched and shook for a moment before quieting down.
Li Xiang, who pretended to be the sentry commander, swept his eyes over the Mongolian soldiers who were staying in place, pointed the gun in his hand at them and asked loudly: "Who else wants to resist, stand up." ā
Wan Yanhong pointed his finger at a few people on the road and shouted: "Brothers, make a decision quickly, if you are willing to vote for the Great Song Dynasty, please put down your weapons and go to the town, someone will take you to eat." Let's go, it's too late. You, you, you, and you, don't just stand there and be stupid, don't you put down the knife in your hand and go to the town, waiting to eat the noodles of the board? ā
A few other people also shouted to people they knew: "Sanzi, your kid is only more than ten years old, and if you want to die, you have to die after a few years of birds and long feathers and taste the taste of women. ā
At their call, someone slowly put down the swords, guns, bows and arrows in their hands and began to move towards the town.
The sentry commander and more than 20 of his personal guards had already put away their crossbows, staring at the people who had not yet moved.
"Bang", a young man in his twenties, who was more than ten zhang away from Yan Hong, shook the spear in his hand, covered his right chest and hissed: "I don't believe it......"
"Bang bang" two loud noises rang out in all directions, and the young man's scream fell headlong before he could finish.
These crisp gunshots shook the people who were walking towards the town, and their steps paused slightly. Wan Yanhong's voice came from behind them: "Don't look back, keep walking, see no, someone in the town has come out to pick you up." ā
After several rounds of patrols, there was no one on the road except for more than a dozen corpses that had been shot dead by Li Xiang.
Li Xiang carried a gun and said to Wan Yanhong: "Brother, please ask your people to catch the scattered horses, pack up the knives and guns on the ground, and we will escort these people back first." ā
After Yan Hong and the others left separately, Li Xiang shouted to the guards gathered around him: "Let's go, follow them slowly in case there is a change." ā
Li Xiang walked back to the trench outside the town with a heavy heart, and said to the generals who met him: "You leave some people to guard the artillery team, and all the others go to help, we have less than 200 people there, and I am afraid that there will be problems in collecting more than 1,000 Mongolian troops." ā
In the past month, Shaoxi City was overcrowded, during this time, due to the Mongolian Tartar cavalry out of all directions, the nearby counties, as well as the rich people of Niufo and Shijiakou towns, have packed up their soft money and gathered in Shaoxi City, no matter how the guards of the city check and block, there are still people who continue to pour into the city.
While keeping the three city gates in the north, south, and east and the two water gates in the north and south busy, the inns, warehouses, courtyards, and private households in Shaoxi City were also crowded with all the places where people could live, and the streets and corners of the streets and alleys were also filled with street sleepers who had fled into the city first and now ran out of money.
What's even more headache is that in the past two months, more than a dozen servants in the city who were responsible for cleaning up the garbage, no matter how hard they were, they were busy day and night, and they couldn't clean up the excrement everywhere, and the whole Shaoxi City was stinky. The Fuxi River, which was originally clear and visible, also looked dirty at this time, growing various dark green algae.
The Mongol Tatars continued to send cavalry to harass all parts of southwestern Sichuan. (To be continued.) )