When the enemy was terrified at nightfall, and even when he slept worried that the head on his neck would move, I won my second move. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mongol battalion

With a blushing face, Tuckerchen Khan sat on the throne and listened to the report of his subordinates:

"Great Khan, a total of fifteen centurions, three thousands, and three hundred and twenty-eight soldiers were assassinated last night! Countless burns are burned! ”

The messenger knelt on the ground sweating profusely and said, next to him were the three generals who were in charge of the night vigil last night tied up all over their bodies, kneeling on the ground dejectedly, and one by one they were covered with whip marks on their upper bodies.

"Someone! Drag the three Tabru out and cut them down, and hang their heads at the gate of the camp! Command to the whole army: From tonight onwards, Ben Khan will personally inspect the camp! Anyone who is found to be derelict in their duties or lazy will be killed! From tonight onwards, the number of vigils will be changed from 3,000 to 8,000, and three centurions will take turns to be on duty at night! With a hint of murder flashing in his eyes, Takcherchen Khan spoke.

Takcherchen Khan, who was busy checking and filling in the gaps, didn't know that Lin Henian, who killed people and set fire to the camp last night, did not leave, and this group of guys was so happy to kill last night that they decided not to leave, hid in the refugee camp, and continued to kill!

The whole body was wrapped in worn-out leather, and he deliberately grabbed a few handfuls of cow dung and smeared them on his body, and his hair was deliberately touched, and the whole person exuded the smell of animal dung, and he looked like a refugee who had been oppressed by the Mongolian soldiers. Lin Henian tied two short knives to his calves, bowed his head and squatted next to the livestock pen with a group of dirty refugees, while carefully squinting his eyes to observe the movement of the Mongolian soldiers not far away.

Next to Lin Henian, the other eight elders of the White Lotus Sect were also dressed up, hiding their weapons close to their bodies, and scattered to hide, observing the movements of the Mongolian soldiers outside the refugee camp.

In order to reduce the cost of the war, Takcherchen Khan specially brought tens of thousands of Han people who had been wrapped up in Xuelong Pass before. These people were usually responsible for carrying grain and grass, cleaning the camp, grazing and feeding war horses, cattle and sheep, and were often beaten and abused by the Mongols, and could only get a little dry food for a good stomach.

While listening attentively to the cries of the refugees, while squinting his eyes and observing the movements of the nearby Mongolian soldiers, Lin Henian's whole heart had already risen with a monstrous murderous aura. "These Mongols, who should have died 10,000 times, actually treat the Han people as dispensable animals, right? Look at grandpa, if I don't kill you a hundred or so tonight, I won't be a gentleman! Lin Henian scanned his surroundings like a wolf and began to look for his prey.

The Mongolian soldiers were not very at ease with the refugees, in order to prevent the refugees from escaping, and the Han army should cooperate with the outside world, the camp was surrounded by a fence more than one person high, and there were four watchtowers more than five meters high in the dead corner. Each tower, guarded by three Mongol archers, each with their bows and arrows, scanned the camp with wolf-like eyes.

Lin Henian soon discovered that although the defense of the Mongolian soldiers was greatly strengthened due to the tossing last night, the refugee camp was located at the rear of the Mongolian army, and a large number of baggage and tens of thousands of livestock and war horses were stored.

"These things can be used as a cover for me to leave the refugee camp and infiltrate the camp of the Mongol army!" A murderous aura flashed in their eyes, Lin Henian and the others tightened the rags on their bodies, and while working with other refugees, they silently waited for the night to come.

It was just dark, and the Mongol battalion, which had been busy all day, was still full of people, and under the threat of Takcherchen Khan's beheading order, and forced by the fact that they saw the three night vigil generals beheaded, all the Mongol soldiers did not relax:

After dinner in advance, the night watchman sharpened his swords and stepped on his horse, and walked around the barracks with wide eyes. Everyone is unsheathed with their scimitars, their bows and arrows, and if they notice something wrong, they immediately shoot with their bows. Countless torches were lit in the camp, and a large number of sentries were placed in some places that were easy to hide. The Mongol soldiers who did not need to be on duty at night fell asleep, seized the time to rest, and prepared to take over the night duty for a while, even if they were sleeping, their hands did not leave their scimitars, and the whole person squatted and slept with his head down, his ears pricked up to listen to the movements around him. At the slightest movement in the vicinity, these Mongol soldiers leap to their feet and slash at any enemy that comes close!

The 8,000 night vigil troops were divided into three groups, one group rode back and forth to inspect the entire camp, one group stood guard in some key places, and the remaining 1,000 men stood on the watchtower with bows and arrows to monitor the surroundings of the camp.

Takcherchen Khan walked around the camp with his hands behind his back and a few henchmen, nodded and finally showed a satisfied expression on his face. "With such a tight defense, the enemy should have no gaps to take advantage of tonight. It's a pity that I couldn't capture these people and behead them to deter the enemy! Pouting, Takcherchen Khan turned over and prepared to go back to the big tent to rest.

Takcherchen Khan didn't know that Lin Henian and the other nine White Lotus Sect elders had infiltrated the camp. Relying on first-class skills, Lin Henian and others took advantage of the fact that when the Mongolian soldiers went to the refugee camp to lead the horses, they quietly slipped under the belly of the horse, and followed the Mongolian soldiers out of the refugee camp with the belly of the war horse.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the Mongolian soldiers to stop at a corner, Lin Henian rolled a lazy donkey into a straw pile next to the war horse.

Hearing the movement next to him, the Mongolian soldier was startled, screamed, and opened his bow and arrows to the place where the sound was made. When the seven or eight Mongolian soldiers next to him heard the movement, they hurriedly turned their horses' heads and surrounded them, and under the gesture of their companions, they fired indiscriminately at the straw pile where Lin Henian was hiding.

After shooting dozens of arrows and making sure that there was no problem, the Mongol soldier turned over and dismounted, holding a torch in one hand and a scimitar in the other, and walked cautiously next to each other in this direction. Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the approaching pile of straw, and at the slightest movement they swooped down and slashed everything they saw.

The straw pile "stood" silently, and there was nothing but a few swarthy arrow shafts. When the Mongols approached, they surrounded the straw piles, raised their sabers and slashed them indiscriminately.

After turning over almost the entire straw pile and making sure that there was no one, the Mongol soldiers stopped their scimitars and looked at each other a few times. After making sure that there were no problems, he turned around and left and stepped on his horse to continue his patrol.

When the Mongol soldiers walked away, on the grass near the straw pile, a black shadow suddenly shook and got into the straw pile. After half a ring, Lin Henian got out of the straw pile and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just now, Lin Henian expected that the Mongolian soldiers would inspect the vicinity of the straw pile because of the noise they made. So as soon as he got into the straw pile, he immediately rolled along the corner of the straw pile to a meadow that the torch could not shine on, and his whole body was completely attached to the grass.

With all the attention of the Mongol soldiers focused on the straw pile, coupled with the cover of dark night, Lin Henian successfully avoided the inspection of the Mongol soldiers. All this was done in the light of light, Rao is Lin Henian's martial arts are strong, and he is also in a cold sweat.

After observing the surroundings and making sure that the hiding place here was safe, Lin Henian lurked in the straw pile, patiently waiting for the secret signal of Du Shi and the others. "We have to do a big job tonight and turn the Mongolian camp upside down!" , staring at the Mongolian sentry not far away with a murderous face, Lin Henian took out a short knife, licked the blade and whispered to himself.

Bunker Pass, Meng Qiu's official residence

With his hands in his sleeves, Meng Qiu looked at Dong Hu in front of him with a smile on his face, "I thought you were trapped in the Mongolian camp, and I was thinking about how to rescue you, and I was going to send cavalry to attack the Mongolian camp at night!" It's good for you to be happy and happy in the Mongolian camp! Meng Qiu's eyes rolled and he held back a bad idea.

Calling Yinggou, Meng Qiu said with a smile, "Since you do it, you have to let the Mongols ********!" Dong Hu, you will follow General Yinggou to lead 200,000 enemies, and when Yinggou feints against the Mongolian camp to attract the attention of the Mongols, you infiltrate the camp and connect with others. Well, when the Mongols fall asleep, we can just blow them up to the sky." Spread his hands, Meng Qiu said with a smile, Lin Henian They played so well, I am really sorry for myself if I don't intervene.

At that time, when the first wave of Mongolian soldiers was patrolling, suddenly the killing sound in the north of the Mongolian camp shook the sky, and countless torches suddenly burst out, like a long fire dragon, roaring towards the Mongolian camp!

"Kill all the Mongolian Tartars!" Yinggou rushed to the front first, shouting loudly while speeding up.

The three thousand iron horsemen behind him all raised their throats and shouted with the greatest strength: "Kill all the Mongolian Tartars!" ”。 Everyone brandished torches and weapons, roared towards the Mongolian camp, the horses' hooves stepped on the ground and "thunder rolled", and the whole army rushed towards the Mongolian camp with murderous spirit.

"Enemy attack!" The night sentry on the north side of the Mongol camp soon noticed the situation and shouted loudly at the same time as the horn sounded.

At that moment, the same thought came to the minds of all the Mongolian soldiers: it can be regarded as coming!

Without the orders of Takcherchen Khan, the 8,000 Mongol soldiers in charge of the night vigil immediately divided 3,000 men and rushed to the north gate, and after the north gate joined the 3,000 cavalry stationed at the north gate, the camp gate was wide open, and the 6,000 Mongol cavalry brandished scimitars and screamed murderously.

Yinggou's troops continued to accelerate their charge, and the Mongol cavalry rushed forward against Yinggou's cavalry, and it seemed that the two sides would fight to the death in a very short time. Ran goose

Just when the cavalry of the two sides was still some distance away before they could engage the battle, Yinggou's cavalry suddenly made a turn and ran to the left under the gaze of the Mongol cavalry. At the same time, the Han cavalry grabbed their handcuffs, walked by and fired a shot at the Mongol cavalry.

The "bang, bang, bang" guns rang out continuously, and the Mongol cavalry who rushed to the front did not have time to react before they were knocked off their horses with handcuffs. By the time the Mongol cavalry reacted and stretched out their bows and arrows, Yinggou was already lined up not far away, ready to launch a second round of charge.

"These cunning Han people!"

"Do Han lambs have the courage to fight with me in a dignified manner?"

"Kill all the cunning Han people!"

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The first battle was defeated, and the Mongolian cavalry was suddenly angry, and these Han people did not kill a few of their own people, but such shameless tactics were too deceitful. The Mongolian cavalry roared one by one and turned their horses, ready to give the Han army a good look.

Takcherchen Khan, who was awakened by the Mongol camp, was draped all over his body and led his personal guards to the north gate, and the attention of the entire Mongol camp was focused on the north gate. No one noticed that Dong Hu and the other ten "explosion maniacs" and "arsonists" took this opportunity to quietly gather together.

"Ahem, hurry up! Uncle, I stayed up all night waiting to watch the fireworks. ”