The night is deep, and the stars hang upside down.

Macheng is surrounded by bright lights.

Countless black shadows galloped quickly in the wilderness, and the carts dragging grain and grass slowly moved towards this small county town under strict guards.

The banner of the Tianwu Army hunted and flew in the wind, and it was not until this night that the Tianwu Army finally rushed to Macheng desperately, and quickly set up camp under the cover of night. This time, except for Xie Fangde leading the five hundred soldiers drawn from the various van armies to guard the Xing** lair, the Tianwu Army can be said to have pressed all the belongings.

Wen Tianxiang, who has never had the demeanor of a literati and likes to go out with the army, did not hesitate to follow the north, but Ye Yingwu and Lu Xiufu, who knew his personality, were not surprised at all by this champion of the dynasty who was dressed in a white robe and appeared like a fairy and appeared out of place among the ten thousand armies.

After all, Macheng has suffered many baptisms of war over the years, in addition to the reluctance to repair the city wall because of the need for tug-of-war between the two sides, from economy and trade to grain, wine and meat, it can be said that it is poor and white, so Wen Tianxiang looked at the appearance of this poor small county, and suddenly felt that the Xing** where he was located was really a treasure.

The front compartment, left compartment and right compartment of the Tianwu Army are arranged in a triangle in the north of Macheng, and the middle of the three large battalions is the remnants of the Anji Army led by Su Liuyi.

In such a way of sending troops to deploy the formation, even Su Liuyi, an old fritter who has been crawling on the battlefield for many years, has nothing to do about it, so he can only rely on Ye Yingwu.

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Ye Yingwu installed his Chinese army camp in the middle of the Chinese army where the Anji army was located and the front army where the Tianwu army was located, and he could be regarded as being able to take care of all directions.

In all directions, whether it is the Tianwu Army or the Anji Army, they are busy setting up camp, and the heads and ten generals below are also very busy, but the high-level leaders of each army can free up their hands to get together for a meeting.

The candles on three sides of the Chinese army's big tent have been lit, according to Ye Yingwu's orders, he and Su Liuyi's table are side by side at the front, to show that although Ye Yingwu is a regimental training envoy, he is a head higher than Su Liuyi in terms of official rank, but he is not willing to use it to bully this heroic hero who has made great achievements in battle and killed the enemy in blood, and Wen Tianxiang and Lu Xiufu's table case is placed on the side of the two commanders, and further below is the position of the commanders of the Tianwu Army and the Anji Army.

Su Liuyi, Ye Yingwu and the staff generals of the Anji Army are undoubtedly all dressed in white robes, with black scarves wrapped around their arms, even the generals of the Tianwu Army who have just arrived, they are all dressed the same from Wen Tianxiang onwards, in order to show their high respect for the soldiers of the Anji Army who fought bloodily and died on the battlefield. Even the Tianwu army, which was encamped everywhere, had white or black scarves wrapped around their arms, which reflected the fact that they had received the battle report from the front in a hurry during the march and everything was simple and unprepared, and secondly, they quickly won the favor of the officers and men of the Anji army, who were immersed in grief and indignation.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Yingwu was the first to speak to break the deadlock, and the young Tianwu army commander brought up a bowl full of wine, holding it in both hands, his eyes did not stop at all, but kept staring at the bright starry sky outside:

"On the day of the time, a certain Ye Yingwu would like to use this wine to commemorate the heroes of Chi Chongshan under the command of the deputy commander of the Anji Army, all the martyrs who fought for the Great Song Dynasty and did not turn their heels. May your souls in heaven rest in peace, may your long-cherished wishes in this life be repaid, and may your loyal souls bless this place through the ages! ”

"-!" Ye Yingwu let out a loud shout, tilted his neck and drank the bowl of wine in a big gulp, letting the wine flow down the placket of his clothes and along the battle armor.

"-!" Su Liuyi took the lead, holding back the tears that came out of his eyes, and at the same time drank this wine in a big gulp, drinking this wine that had countless indescribable feelings.

"-!" Whether it is a civil servant or a military general, everyone stands up, solemnly holding the bowl with both hands, as if they are not drinking wine, but a strong friendship, a kind of most sincere prayer for the heroic spirits far away in the sky.

There was still half a bowl of wine left, Ye Yingwu squinted his eyes, and the civil and military generals around him were also the same.

Su Liuyi spilled half a bowl of wine on the ground, and then slammed the wine bowl fiercely: "Heavenly robe, go all the way, in the next life, you will still be brothers!" ”

"Go all the way!" Ye Yingwu followed, threw the bowl out casually, and then sat down silently, unable to see any other expression on his face except for the cold killing intent.

Bowls of wine were sprinkled on the ground, and one by one the bowls turned into pieces, and everyone sat down slowly, and their eyes were all unabashedly cast on Ye Yingwu and Su Liuyi in front of them.

Waiting for Su Liuyi's hands to stop trembling, Ye Yingwu said coldly: "I think you all know the specific situation, the Anji army, the Tianwu army and the local Xiang army add up to only nine thousand, and the number is far less than the Mongolian army of 20,000 people, and the large camp of the Mongolian army is under the mountain fork in our north, and there is no obstacle between it and Macheng, and it may launch an irresistible charge against us at any time." At this time, it is the time when the black clouds are crushing the city and want to destroy it! ”

Even Jiang Hao, who has always been cynical, subconsciously straightened his waist. And Wang Jin, who was sitting next to him, was the first to speak: "The two envoys of Qiqi, the last general thinks that the best policy should be to abandon Macheng and retreat to Huangzhou overnight, Huangzhou City is high and deep, as long as all the armies work together, they can easily resist the enemy under Xiongcheng・・・・・・"

"You!" Several vengeful Anji army generals almost gritted their teeth and said, leaning forward slightly and almost standing up.

Su Liuyi glanced at him coldly, and saw that Wang Jin's words were still unfinished: "What are you in a hurry, let him continue." ”

Wang Jin subconsciously glanced at Ye Yingwu and Wen Tianxiang, Ye Yingwu just sat upright and didn't speak, while Wen Tianxiang frowned, his eyes were a little wandering. Seeing that the two people didn't open their mouths to stop them, Wang Jin gritted his teeth lightly, and then said:

"But the best policy can only be implemented partially, in short, it is to send an army to Huangzhou first, strengthen the city defenses, and hoard grain and grass. And the rest of the army is relying on Macheng to defend, from Macheng to the south there are many rivers and waterways, once the battle is lost, you can also leave an elite after the break, the main force of the army will retreat to Huangzhou under the response of the two Huaishui divisions, so that you can increase time for the defense of Huangzhou, and secondly, you can also give full play to the terrain advantages, and use the ability of the two Huaishui divisions to the maximum, but this also means that everyone here will be in danger of nine deaths and later life. ”

Hearing this, the generals of the Anji Army who wanted to jump up and fight just now all nodded slowly, while Jiang Hao and other Tianwu Army generals have not yet expressed their position, but judging from their expressions, they can be regarded as quite agreeable.

After all, in today's war, the Anji army was able to retreat from the northern border to Macheng, relying on the tactic of taking advantage of the local geographical advantages to the extreme, and constantly blocking the Mongolian cavalry with the tragic tactics of strong men breaking their wrists, so as to preserve enough troops. Although such a tactic can be said to be tragic and bloody, and has extremely high requirements for the morale of an army and the bravery of its soldiers, it can preserve the fire of the army, and compared with being surrounded and annihilated by the Mongol cavalry on the plain, it is indeed a good strategy.

From today's retreat, although there are countless soldiers in the Anji army who have died bravely, on the whole, they have tasted the sweetness. Now Wang Jin has re-introduced this tactic, which can easily attract the recognition of the generals of the Anji Army.

Although the eyes of the generals of the Anji Army were focused on Su Liuyi, the fierce general who single-handedly led today's victorious escape was silent and did not express his opinion. After all, it was a great pain for Su Liuyi to see countless soldiers rushing forward desperately, and he sent all the fresh lives to the enemy's knife mercilessly.

Ye Yingwu's gaze swept over the faces of everyone below, and it was unexpectedly cold. He said lightly: "Wang Jin, do you think that Ah Shu eats dry rice?" With the same tactics, will he be deceived again and again? ”

"But・・・・・・" Wang Jin's face turned red and he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to answer.

After all, there are indeed many flaws in the implementation of his seemingly seamless tactics, you must know that the remnants of the Anji Army and the Tianwu Army are genuine recruits, and it is difficult to set up ambushes and crazy attacks like those Anji Army veterans, so it is still unknown whether they can hold back the pace of the Mongolian cavalry, not to mention that Ah Shu stands out among the nomads who are more respectful of the law of the jungle, and becomes the marshal of Zhengnan, controlling 100,000 male soldiers, naturally has its own talents, How could the southern barbarians on the other side be allowed to use the same means again and again?

Ye Yingwu saw that Wang Jin had nothing to say, so he no longer poured cold water, but turned his gaze to the generals of the Anji army who were positive responses just now, and was silent for a moment before he said: "Today, the Anji army can preserve its troops, first, because the weather is sunny, which is conducive to crossbowmen shooting arrows to block, and the official road is to the south but to the west, so the sun happens to shine on the eyes of the Mongolian cavalry, which is not conducive to them to release arrows to counterattack, this is the time of day; Second, because of the rugged and narrow terrain, the Mongols are far less familiar with this area than ours, and the vegetation is abundant and conducive to setting up ambushes, which is geographically advantageous; The third is because General Su inspires morale and takes the lead, and every veteran of the Anji Army has rich combat experience and fights desperately, which is peaceful.

Today's battle Anji army occupies the time, place, and people, and finally if it is not for Ashu rashly moving forward to surrender, I am afraid it will be difficult to capture him as a hostage, even if the suspicious soldiers we have laid can support for a while, but it is difficult to cover the large army into the city, once the Anji army is exposed in the wilderness, with the combat power of the Mongolian cavalry, it is easy to divide and surround, and it is not impossible for the whole army to be destroyed. And all the generals here, dare to ask who can re-give Anji and Tianwu a condition that the two armies of Anji and Tianwu have the right time, place, and people, and make Ah Shu stupid again? ! ”

Silence, death-like silence.

The generals of the Anji Army, who were eager to try just now, all subconsciously avoided Ye Yingwu's aggressive gaze, and the enthusiasm in their hearts also dissipated.

"What does Ye Envoy think?" Su Liuyi, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked in a low voice, this brave general on the battlefield seemed to be ten years old in a moment, and the shallow wrinkles on his face suddenly became very eye-catching, "I don't want to kill how many Mongolian Tartars to comfort the souls of my brothers in the sky, I just want to be able to ensure that this inch of the country will not be trampled on again, and to be able to return the family and people to a bright future, that's all." ”

Ye Yingwu was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "It has reached such a desperate situation, the only way to stimulate morale is to fight to the death." In any case, we are waiting for a bloody battle and burying our bones here, which is worthy of this life. On that Huangquan Road, it can be regarded as a response. ”

"Let's do it." Su Liuyi said lightly, his eyes swept over the faces of the young generals below Jiang Hao and Wang Jin, but he was surprised to find that they were not afraid of the upcoming battle of ten thousand deaths, but their faces were surprisingly solemn.

Could it be that the Great Song Dynasty has been weak for a hundred years, and how many Zhong Lingyuxiu have gathered on these young people? Could it be that a miracle will really happen tomorrow?

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The stars are shining brightly, and the wilderness is silent.

Ye Yingwu walked in the wilderness with a sword in his hand, and behind him was the camp that had quieted down, with lights and figures.

On the opposite side of the camp, across the eternal wasteland, there is a mountain fork like a sleeping dragon, and at the fork of the mountain, a camp far larger than the Song army camp stretches for hundreds of feet, and if the black flags are not still fluttering in the firelight, I am afraid that they will be completely submerged in the darkness.

20,000 Mongolian horsemen! Although he suffered a lot of losses in the previous battles and pursuits, this does not mean that Ye Yingwu has the confidence to repel them, you must know that Genghis Khan only relied on 20,000 cavalry to sweep through the entire Eastern Europe, beating the Slavs, known as the "fighting nation", to the ground, and bowing down to claim the vassal.

Although the current Mongolian cavalry has shrunk a little, and there are many servants from various countries in the Western Regions, and their combat effectiveness is slightly insufficient compared with their previous generation, they can still crush the 9,000 Song army and not even the scum remains.

Is it really God who wants to kill me? So why did you send me here? Could it be that this is just a big dream from beginning to end, and there will be a day when you will wake up suddenly? Then these martyrs who died are just a trick of God?

"Whew!" Ye Yingwu subconsciously let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes slowly closed, and he stood on the field for a long time.

Although Yang Bao, who was following him from afar, was a little surprised that Lingjun was calm and fearless just now, why did he become so lonely now, did he think that tomorrow's bloody battle would eventually be a dream that would not be remembered by the world?

Thinking of this, Yang Bao couldn't help but shudder in his heart, following Ye Yingwu for so long, he suddenly found that he had never seen through this young man who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain. At that moment, Yang Bao waved his hand, and several soldiers from the Hundred Battles Capital behind him stopped, and in the faint light of the fire, their faces were engraved with perseverance and fearlessness.

Yang Bao sighed deeply in his heart, sometimes he really wanted to be like them, so he drew his knife and rushed forward without hesitation, endless slashing, crazy roar, and unbridled recklessness. It's a pity that the world has given everyone too many fetters, and the wives and children in the family still need this life-fighting reward to feed, and the unsuccessful nephews and nephews also need this pillar to support・・・・・・

I don't know when, Ye Yingwu has quietly turned around and walked straight to Yang Bao's side, but this veteran, who has experienced a lot of blood and fire, let tears crisscross his face, filling every ravine. Ye Yingwu was silent for a moment, and then commanded softly:

"Yang Bao, you go and buy a few items for me, be quick."

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Hundreds of zhang away, Ah Shu was not wearing a battle armor, but simply wearing a nightgown, wandering back and forth in the faint light of fire.

Seeing the Song army gathering again one after another on the opposite side, he already knew that after tonight, when the sun rose, there was destined to be a life-and-death fight. Ah Shu didn't think that he would lose in this fair and honest duel, but he remembered that tomorrow there would be countless good sons of the grassland buried here, and he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, but he couldn't sleep.

As a rare wise general and brave general of the grassland people, Ah Shu has a rare mercy for his subordinates among other generals, otherwise he would not have fought the Battle of Xiangyang for a full ten years with the strongest army in the world of 170,000 and Liu Quanshui to cover the flank, and Kublai Khan did his best to ensure logistics.

You must know that even if the city of Xiangyang is strong and tall, and the Song army is well defended, it is only a lonely city after all, and even if it is filled with human lives, it will be conquered early.

Ah Shu's gaze stayed on the wisps of fire in the darkness in the distance, where the Song army's camp was located, and where the first opponent who made him feel troubled was located. Macheng is too small to accommodate 9,000 Song troops, so tomorrow is destined to be a dignified field battle. It's just that I don't know what kind of way that shameless and unruly Ye Envoy Jun will face the Mongolian iron horse pouring down like a rolling black tide!

"Don't let someone down." Ah Shu muttered to himself, turned straight and went back to the camp, as if a stone had fallen to the ground in his heart, presumably he would be able to sleep well tonight.