"The thief Nanban!" A loud shout in the air interrupted Zhang Sheng's rhetoric, and at this time the Song army realized that there was not a trace of the Mongols in the camp. A wall was built with wood and stones near the Nine Dragons, and there were about a hundred Mongol warriors, all of whom were seriously wounded and unable to move, but all of them wore armor and held swords in their hands, and they were tightly surrounded by the Nine Dragons. Zhang Sheng only cared about checking the whereabouts of the Mongolian Great Khan for the first time, but he didn't have time to find that there was still a group of trapped beasts here who refused to give in.

Zhang Sheng slashed his knife and said disdainfully: "Since you can't escape, why don't you surrender quickly, Zheng Xianggong has always been generous and benevolent, and he never treats people badly, and you all know." ”

Zheng Yunming's policy towards captives, even the children in the north know it, and the nursery rhyme says: "If there is no good way, please vote for Zheng Xianggong, provide you with rice, provide you with money, and return to the south and the north at your own convenience." Naturally, this kind of ballad was not to be heard by the Mongols.

But he answered with a swift arrow in the head, which grazed his cheek and flew over.

"Thief Nanban, surrender what! Since the master stayed, he didn't plan to go back, but there was one! The Mongolian Qianhu led by snapped another crossbow shot: "Even if you die in this ghost place, you will have to pull hundreds of thieves to cushion your back!" ”

Zhang Sheng was furious, he picked up the knife and was about to charge over, but there was a dense rain of arrows on the opposite side, most of these wounded were the cowardly Xue army of the Great Khan, and it was just inconvenient to move, but as long as they could afford to hold the bow and arrow, the accuracy and strength were first-class in the world, if it weren't for the fact that they had already been exhausted after a long day of fierce fighting, how could the Song army of more than 300 easily approach the barrier? Behind the fortifications, the Mongol army hit one after another, killing and wounding one or two dozen Song soldiers in a matter of moments.

However, their efforts were limited in effect, as Zhang Sheng's subordinates sounded a trumpet, the army in the rear surged like a tide, large and small artillery and arquebuses, towards the Mongol army under the nine beetles, more than 100 wounded soldiers were killed in an instant. Zhang Sheng held up the big shield, rushed into the barrier first, and only the thousand households left under the nine beetles, although he was shot several times and couldn't lift his hands and feet, he still leaned against the big beetle with his body, his eyes were wide open, and his murderous appearance made the Song army dare not approach easily.

Zhang Sheng admired in his heart, over the years, he has fought on the battlefield repeatedly, not only seen countless heroes and heroes of the Southern Dynasty, but also seen many real tough guys in the Northern Army, but these thousands of households were besieged by the army and persevered under serious injuries, which also made him feel awe.

He put down the iron shield and said loudly: "Wuna Tartar, I respect you as a hero, now let me have a way to live with you, and quickly leave this place and flee to Jiangbei!" ”

The Qianhu seemed to be deaf, staring at Zhang Sheng with blood-red eyes, Zhang Sheng's anger surged, and he shouted: "Don't suspect, our army is not a villain who shoots arrows behind his back, now you are like in the palm of our army, if you kill you, a row of firearms is enough, why bother to attack behind your back?" ”

But the thousand households seemed to have made up their minds to defend it, and even if Zhang Sheng said these words, he still didn't move.

Zhang Sheng was furious and shouted angrily: "Don't know what to do, let you go and you don't go, then come up with a sword to see the winner!" As soon as he waved the blade in his hand, he stepped forward, and prepared to fight.

Unexpectedly, the thousand households seemed to be determined to defend until the last moment, and let Zhang Sheng advance quickly, but he didn't move at all, but the strange thing was that he didn't even put on a parry posture.

Zhang Sheng noticed something strange at this time, put down the knife in his hand, approached him, and pushed his hand on the Qianhu, although he didn't have to push it, the guy was still standing, but his body was already cold, and he looked at the horizontal eyebrows, lifelike like King Kong, in fact, he had already died.

Zhang Sheng sighed, took down the battle flag that the man was holding tightly, and the body fell to the ground, Zhang Sheng stretched out his hand to close his eyes, but he couldn't close his eyes. The armies gathered around, looking at the appearance of this indomitable man, and each admired it. Zhang Sheng stood up and said loudly: "Although it is a Tartar, it is a rare loyal person, everyone should not insult the corpses of these war dead, send someone to bury them well, and wait for Zheng Xianggong to dispose of them!" ”

After explaining these things, he walked to the front of the nine beetles, raised his eyes and looked at the towering banner, since the banner was raised high at the source of the Onen River, it has never been put down, until today, it has been fifty or twenty years, these fifty or twenty years are the fifty or twenty years that the Mongolian warriors shocked the world, the Mongolian iron horse whirlwind from the grassland, shaking from Liaodong to the Persian Plateau thousands of miles of land, this beetle witnessed the elite of the Quartet gathered by the Jin State on the Wild Fox Ridge, and the tragedy of the whole army under the First World War, It has seen the tall walls of Yanjing City, and it has seen the helplessness of surrendering to the Mongol army, and it has seen the impregnable Tongguan natural danger, the feat of being trampled on the ground by the army overnight, and has also witnessed the unprecedented massacre under the city of Samarkand.

Now that everything was finally coming to an end, Zhang Sheng returned the knife to the box, took the big axe from the sergeant beside him, and slashed down at the black flagpole.

At this time, the vicinity of the middle camp of the Song army was already heavily guarded, and the army laid down one wall after another, surrounding Zheng Yunming and several core staff, for fear that there would be a dying and struggling brave man to rush into battle again, Zheng Yunming took off his shirt, and the imperial doctor of the army carefully took care of the wound on his chest, but he had no time to take care of the physical pain, and in less than a stick of incense, he had asked five times: "Did you take down the middle base?!" ”

Li Tingzhi held the speculum in his hand and kept inspecting the battle situation in front of him, the battle situation on the front line showed signs of stagnation, but he did not dare to truthfully report to the supervising minister, he knew that the physical fitness of the soldiers in front of him had reached the limit, and it was difficult to fight again without this moment of rest, but the tone of the supervising Xianggong was very harsh, and he refused to relax the offensive in front of him a little.

In fact, even the Governor is powerless against the war situation, and the various ministries are being put into the battlefield one after another, and even if the order of the Governor's Office is issued at this time, when it is in the hands of the generals of the various departments, I am afraid that the war has already ended. At this time, the soldiers of the world are no more useful than a small soldier on the front line.

Li Tingzhi suddenly saw a ball of fire rising into the sky in his field of vision, exploding a smoke ball in mid-air, his heart moved, and then there was a commotion in front of him, and the cheers accompanied by the noise of the soldiers and horses marching slowly expanded on the front line, and after a while, the Zheng Yunming thought that Zheng Yunming was here, no, maybe it was the Nine Dragons of the Great Song Dynasty, which slowly fell down.

Li Tingzhi's enthusiasm rushed straight to his brain, and he couldn't help crying: "It's down!" The Nine Dragons are down! ”

Under the umbrella cover of Qingluo, there was a burst of joy, everyone was jubilant, and the last bit of suspense had been lost, and the Great Song Dynasty, and even the entire Central Plains Han Zhengshuo, would usher in the biggest victory in a thousand years.

The soldiers standing on the periphery shouted in unison: "Fall! The Nine Dragons are down! The sound shook everyone's eardrums. As soon as the chanting fell, the cheers of the soldiers who had heard it a little further out rang out again: "Fall!" The Nine Dragons are down! "The cheers were like ripples, spreading outward in circles until the entire battlefield. Everyone understood that the threat of the Mongol army no longer existed, and the Great Song and its people were once again saved.

And the hero of all these feats, at this time, also breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, twenty years of battlefield conquest, brought him endless glory and power, but also brought endless financial burdens to the country, brought countless orphans and widows to the people, but today is not the end of everything. Zheng Yunming shouted loudly: "Don't slacken, the whole army will strive to chase and kill the fleeing enemy, don't let one person escape from the battlefield easily!" ”

He paused, and then said emphatically in the most solemn tone of his life: "Especially the Great Khan of the Tartars! ”

When the Song army broke through the periphery of the middle base, Meng Ge hurriedly left surrounded by the cowardly Xue soldiers and Mongolian nobles, at this time the north was full of fleeing Mongolian soldiers, congested with men and horses, and the roads were impassable. Meng Ge still kept calm at this time, he ordered the cowardly Xue army of three hundred to open the way in front of the Great Khan's golden sword and iron bow, all those who refused to give way were beheaded, and let people intercept the fleeing officers and soldiers, and ordered them all to carry firewood and grass to pave the muddy road, and trekked the muddy road after the heavy rain, and the Song Dynasty army also came to take advantage of the fire to rob, since they controlled the water, they used the fishermen's fishing boats to carry the infantry cavalry from the river to stage dense tributaries and lakes, directly penetrating into the rear of the Mongol army, Taking the opportunity to land and chase the fleeing Mongolian army, the red armor cavalry of the Song army was also all dispatched, divided into a team of 100 people to clash and chase around, when the Mongolian army gained momentum, 100 people could besiege the infantry 10,000 people, but when they lost, they could only be the same as all the failed armies in the world, becoming the prey without the power to fight back, these cavalry, known as the elite of a hundred battles, were swept down by the enemy like mowing grass in groups. The fierce offensive of the Song Dynasty army further exacerbated the confusion of the Mongols.

When it was more dangerous, the Song army obviously noticed the existence of a group of nobles and senior generals in the chaotic crowd, the cavalry and infantry kept surrounding, and continued to attack Meng Ge's team, and the offensive became more and more fierce, in the melee, the Jin of the Gaochang king Ma Mula was captured by the Song army, the artillery and naval army were all marshal Xue Junsheng was killed, Meng Ge's cowardly Xue guards were killed and wounded, and the situation became more and more dangerous.

When the group advanced to Zhushan, the Yangtze River was already within sight, but the Song army's offensive suddenly became extremely fierce, there were about two or three thousand cavalry and the same number of infantry, taking a warship from the waterway to take a shortcut from the rear to catch up, the vanguard of this group of men and horses was the Shenwu Zhongjun back general Han Rui, the young brave general led the cavalry team to rush into the rear guard of Meng Ge and his party, naturally, the cowardly Xue guards knew that they would never escape, and the ruler of the entire empire was behind them, Their fight for their lives will finally be defeated by Han Rui and his elite soldiers, who are known for their bravery, such a strong combat power made the Song army extremely surprised, but it also released a clear signal: there is a big fish here, and it is not an ordinary important person.