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Jiang Ho held a grass root in his mouth and lay quietly in the wild grass. The breeze was gentle, with a chill, and the wild grass swayed in the wind. Billowing smoke and dust suddenly rose with the wind, and hundreds of cavalry quickly instigated their horses to drive rapidly from the north.

"Commander, they're coming." One of them bent over in a bit of a panic, "When can the brothers start?" ”

Jiang Hao spit out the grass roots, stretched out his hand and pointed at the wild grass swaying in the wind in front of him, and said with a smile: "What's the panic, let those guys in Xiangyang do it first, although there are only twenty or thirty of them, but they occupy such a favorable location, they still wait for the rabbit, if they can't solve most of it, then it will really be unreliable." ”

The head nodded helplessly, and glanced behind him with some concern, the speed of the Mongolian scout hundred-man team was getting faster and faster, and the distance was getting closer and closer. Recently, the Mongolian Tatars seem to be very angry about the fact that the scouts always splash out and can't come back, so the scouts sent have also changed from the original more than ten cavalry to the current action of a hundred-man team of one hundred, resulting in the Song army scouts who originally had the upper hand It is difficult to take advantage of it, but their own families have suffered heavy casualties, and there are fewer and fewer Song army scouts on the east bank of the entire Han River.

It was precisely because of the gradual disadvantage of the Xiangyang scouts that Jiang Hao could only let the front of the Tianwu Army take risks to support, and even personally led one to wander in the wilderness north of Huangzhou, and in the past few days, he has helped the Xiangyang scouts to strangle two or three Mongolian hundreds.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the Mongolian scouts who rode their horses in the front fell directly into the huge horse trap, and then two or three tripping horse ropes were pulled up out of thin air, and more than ten Mongolian cavalry in the lead screamed and fell from the horseback, but the Mongolian cavalry behind did not show a panicked look, the sabers in their hands quickly fell, and the snowy blades slashed on the triphorse ropes, bursting out with dazzling sparks.

More than a dozen sabers were cut down at the same time, and the tripping rope was quickly cut off. And the Mongol cavalry behind spread straight to the sides, and even the speed did not decrease. The Song soldier hiding in the grass stood up in panic, the weapon in his hand had not yet been clenched, and a white light in front of him was sharply enlarged. A moment later, blood gushed and heads flew, and the brave scouts were in a different place.

"Brothers, kill the enemy and serve the country, in one fell swoop!" A Song soldier jumped up from the wild grass not far away. The crossbow in his hand roared, although it was not a sharp weapon like a divine arm crossbow, but the distance was so close, the whistling arrows were enough to lift a Mongolian soldier covered in blood off his horse.

More Song army scouts roared and pounced from all directions, and the bow and crossbow in their hands were only shot once, and then they drew their sabers at their waists and fell with their hands up, and those Mongolian soldiers who were pressed by the war horses and screamed immediately snorted, and their breath was completely gone.

"Kill!" I don't know who snorted coldly, and the soldiers on both sides shouted like two waves, slamming into each other!

Flesh splattered. The knife flashed. The Mongol cavalry had already been enraged, and it was absolutely unforgivable that these Song scouts, who only had twenty men, dared to make their hundred-man team pay such a heavy price. And the Song army scouts knew that they had no other choice but to die here in this vast wilderness, and these Mongolian Tartars never knew what it meant to capture prisoners, so instead of dying, it was better to kill vigorously!

The bloody soldiers on the battlefield were the most terrifying, and now both sides were red-eyed and just wielding their blades desperately.

After all, the Mongol cavalry was in the majority. And most of them are still on horseback, condescending, even if the speed of their impact has been blocked and weakened, they still occupy an absolute advantage. The more Song soldiers fought, the fewer they fought. But not a single one flinched.

"They're all good guys." Jiang Hao looked at the Xiangyang scouts who were struggling to fight, and sighed softly, "Tell the sons and daughters that it's time for us!" ”

The one who had been waiting impatiently for a long time nodded solemnly, Huo Ran got up, and pointed with a sword in his hand: "Brothers." Come on! ”

The red banner was raised from the wild grass, hunting and dancing in the wind, unlike the Xiangyang scouts and Mongolian scouts without any banners, Jiang Ho even at this time, but he also wanted to fight this scout battle above board. The Tianwu soldiers, who had been in ambush for a long time, stood up suddenly, unlike the Xiangyang scouts, they were holding heavy but powerful divine arm crossbows in their hands.

"Jump! Jump! Jump! The bowstring trembled and made a continuous sound. The Mongol cavalry, who had tried to outflank them from both flanks, screamed and fell from their horses under the sudden attack of arrows, while more arrows flew past the fierce crowds on both sides and landed behind the Mongol cavalry.

The powerful arrows of the god's arm crossbow fell from the sky, the gods blocked and killed the gods, and the Buddhas blocked and killed the Buddhas!

"Rush!" Jiang Hao waved his sword and rushed to the front, as the commander of the front compartment of the Tianwu Army, he has always been known for taking the lead, which also caused the soldiers in the front compartment of the Tianwu Army to follow their commanders, fighting and screaming, not so much a group of soldiers, but a group of hungry wolves.

The soldiers fearlessly crashed into the already chaotic formation of the Mongolian cavalry, and the first dozen or so soldiers held all the same big axes in their hands, this kind of quaint blades that have helped the Song army resist the northern cavalry for a hundred years, at this time still showed its powerful power mercilessly, the snowy giant axe sometimes chopped, sometimes swept, the head of the war horse disappeared under the slashing of the giant axe, only the hot blood sprayed these axemen.

The Mongol cavalry on horseback screamed and tried to jump down, but the Song soldiers who rushed up behind them roared and slaughtered them. There is nothing to hesitate and hesitate, the front compartment of the Tianwu Army, an elite hundred people, showed a strong ability to fight in battle, the strong soldiers holding giant axes in front of them opened the way, and the soldiers holding long and short knives in the back methodically cut down the Mongolian cavalry who fell off the horse, and the soldiers with crossbows in the back calmly shot all the Mongolian cavalry who wanted to be unfavorable to the axeman.

More than 100 people were divided into three teams, like a trident cutting through the team of Mongolian scouts. This Mongolian team of 100 people is actually not considered an elite, after all, Ah Shu has not yet reached the point where the dog jumps over the wall, and no matter how he is, he will not take out the main Mongolian field cavalry as a scout. So when Jiang Hao personally led the elite of the Tianwu Army to rush into this Mongolian team of 100 people, which had already suffered a lot of damage, the outcome was decided.

What's more, the Xiangyang scout team, which still had five or six people still fighting bloodily, saw that they were desperate, and they even fought back, frightening the Mongolian cavalry in front of them to avoid it, but instead sent themselves into the formation of the Tianwu army.

Flesh and blood splattered, screaming and screaming. The last of the Mongol cavalrymen stopped breathing at Jiang Hao's expressionless hand. The soldiers holding the big flag stepped forward step by step, walking behind Jiang Hao, and the red flag danced in the wind. It's like red with blood.

Wiping the blood stains on the knife casually, Jiang Hao looked around, there were only three people left in the Xiangyang scout team, and everyone was injured. The head who led them was also inside, this guy can be regarded as a good man, not to mention bleeding from more than ten wounds all over his body, Jiang Hao just watched him kill several Mongolian cavalry in a row, not to mention daring to set up an ambush in the wilderness in a desperate situation. A little bold!

Carrying the sword Jiang Ho, he walked up to the head of the capital, and asked curiously: "I don't know the name of the strong man, but Xiangyang Lu appeases his subordinates?" ”

The head of the capital had been keeping his head down, and when he heard the words coming, he hurriedly looked, but it was a smiling young general, although he didn't know what the way was coming from without armor, but he didn't think it was a small general, and he didn't dare to hold it up at the moment:

"The last general is under the command of Fancheng Niu, named Wang Fu. is just a vulgar person, and An Neng deserves a great name. ”

Jiang Hao smiled, although he didn't know this Wang Fu, but Fancheng Niu knew it very clearly. Xiangyang and Fancheng have been at each other's throats since ancient times, and it is naturally difficult to hold on to one if the other is lost. At this time, the main force of the Lu Wende brothers was stationed in Xiangyang, and Niu Fu, the commander of the Ma Military Division, led a partial division to garrison Fancheng. For this Niu Fu, Jiang Hao's important impression was also known from Ye Yingwu's occasional praise for him.

This is the character that makes Ye Yingwu worry. Historically, Xiangyang was able to defend the lonely city for six years, in addition to the courage of the soldiers under the command of Lu Wenhuan, there was also a main reason that the defender of Fancheng would not retreat from the battle of Niu Fu. and often contacted Lu Wenhuan to defend the city. It is precisely because Niu Fu relied on the persistence of a weak partial division that Lu Wenhuan still had this glimmer of hope for the Southern Song Dynasty, and after the fall of Fancheng and Niu Fu's death, Lu Wenhuan finally surrendered in frustration.

Other words. The key to the entire battle of Xiangyang actually lies in a large part of Niu Fu, a fierce general in the late Southern Song Dynasty who may have been forgotten by too many people and covered by too much dust, in Xiangyang, seven hundred years ago, bloomed with unforgettable light.

Wang Fu claimed to be a scout of Fancheng. Jiang Hao also stood in awe, and did not disdain because the other party was just a small capital head and was about to become a light pole commander, and solemnly arched his hand at the moment and said: "Wang Dutou, fortunately!" A certain is the commander of the front carriage of the Tianwu Army, Jiang Hao. ”

The words "all commanders" were like thunder, making Wang Fu subconsciously stand up straight: "It turned out to be Commander Jiang, and the last general has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and I hope that Commander Jiang will forgive me." It's just that I don't know why Commander Jiang is only here with so many brothers, doesn't this already belong to the north of Huangzhou? ”

If Wang Fu really admires it, then it is the soldiers of the martial arts army in front of him, from Macheng to Huangzhou, which time they are not the corpse mountain and blood sea of killing, so that Ah Shu has been hit hard one after another, and he does not dare to make a move on Xiangyang and Fancheng easily. And the Tianwu Army is the only one who can support them now.

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "You guys are fighting fiercely here, and it is naturally impossible for the Tianwu Army to stand idly by. Not just here, the 2,000 soldiers in the front of the Tianwu Army have been separated from Huangzhou and north of Macheng, ready to meet you at any time. ”

Wang Fu nodded happily: "We never thought that Ah Shu would be really angry this time, and he would shoot so many people chasing and killing our scouts along the Han River, and there were originally hundreds of brothers under the command of a certain person, but after they were separated, the others could no longer be found." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Fu's expression also darkened, but he still looked at Jiang Hao gratefully: "Now that you Tianwu Army has responded, thank God, at least the brothers can escape with all their might." ”

Jiang Hao heard Wang Fu's words, was silent for a moment, and looked to the north. Ashu, are you really angry? Or have you also sensed that you can't let the Song Army scouts come and go so rampantly, so you simply launch an all-out effort to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots? This scout war is really getting more and more lively.

North of Huangzhou, Dengzhou, Tangzhou, and then north and south of Xiangyang, on the entire hundreds of miles of staggered fronts between the two sides, every place is full of smoke and dust, and the killing machine shines in the desolate grass. Jiang Ho slowly clenched his fists. You don't need to worry about these things now, let Yuanlie have a headache. The main thing now is to kill every Mongolian scout team of 100 people!

This is not a place where you can come if you want to!

"Commander. It was found on the Mongolian centurion. A general hurried over, "It was all Mongolian Tatar writing, and the brothers couldn't read it." ”

Jiang Hao was stunned, the ten generals had a lot of letters in their hands, but they were all the same Mongolian characters on them. It's not much, there is only one line on each letter, and there is basically no difference in appearance, and ten of them are written the same.

Wang Fu stepped forward and said respectfully: "Commander of Jiangdu, the last general has been in Fancheng for so many years and knows a little Mongolian script, can you let the last general take a look?" ”

Jiang Hao was stunned, but now there was no other way, and nodded at the moment. Wang Fu took the letter, his brows immediately furrowed tightly, and after a while, he suddenly looked up at Jiang Hao: "These letters are all the same, there is only one sentence, 'On the north bank of the Han River, the southern barbarian scouts, don't talk about killing'." ”

"What?" Jiang Hao was shocked, not to mention killing, it seems that Ah Shu wants to come to the real thing this time, no wonder the Mongolian scouts are not merciful at all. It's not so much a scout for spying on intelligence, but rather a head-on fight on the battlefield.

From this point of view, Ah Shu did not want the defenders of Xiangyang to know about any movement of his forces on the north bank of the Han River, and he did not even allow the Song army scouts to appear on the north bank of the Han River. The deep meaning here is no longer something that Jiang Hao dares to ponder deeply, and it is no wonder that Wang Fu is also frowning.

"Without further ado, quickly send someone back to the envoy." Jiang Hao hurriedly looked at the herald beside him, "It's still some distance from Huangzhou here, so I'll ride this captured Mongolian war horse, and a few more people will come and go." Second, it is divided into multiple roads, and the soldiers of the Tianwu Army along the entire Huangzhou line are informed that they must not be a little loose! ”

"Obey!" The scouts agreed.

Jiang Hao squinted: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, go." ”

At this moment, a scout rode his horse from afar: "Commander Qiqi, there is a Mongol cavalry less than two miles away from here, and the number is fifty or sixty. ”

"This is a problem." Jiang Hao chuckled in his heart, most of his people were foot soldiers, and the few horses they only hid under the distant hillside, and they were basically used by scouts and heralds, but even if they brought in a few unskilled cavalry, it would be useless.

Now there are only a hundred people here, as well as Wang Fu, the three seriously injured people, and the rest of the Tianwu Army soldiers also had a few slightly injured just now, which will inevitably be dragged down. If Sa Yazi had run, it would have been impossible to evade the Mongol cavalry in this wilderness.

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth fiercely: "Let the brothers prepare for war!" ”

The Song soldiers, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, were busy again, and the best way was to hide in the surrounding barren grass or even next to those Mongolian soldiers who died in battle.

The sound of horses' hooves shattered, and a small number of Mongol cavalry appeared on the horizon, speeding towards this side, and the smell of blood in the air made them even more puzzled and curious. I don't know which of my companions is here to fight a big fight, and if there is any loot left, it would be great.

However, they were shocked, because in the blood-stained barren grass, the corpses of the Mongolian cavalry and the Song army scouts overlapped alternately, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Mongolian scouts lost this battle, because there were still Song army corpses at the beginning, and further on, the horse corpses and human corpses were all Mongolian, and they exuded heat in the wind.

The bones are not cold!

The Mongolian centurion who led the team was dumbfounded, he originally had a hundred subordinates, and he lost a lot of losses by strangling these tenacious Song army scouts one after another, so now there are only sixty horsemen by his side, and he is naturally very angry when he sees these robes who died in battle.

Damn the Southern Barbarians, they should all be killed!

However, the next moment, his pupils dilated suddenly, because he saw with his own eyes that the corpse that had been motionless was lifted, and one figure after another flashed like a ghost, and the earth-shaking thunder and fire thistle terrestris in his hand roared out!

"Boom, boom!" The scouts of the Song army and the Mongolian army were fighting just now, Jiang Hao had no chance to use firearms at all, and the people came lightly, and they didn't bring many firearms, so they naturally wanted to save it, but now there is no chance to hesitate.

The sound of firearm explosions rose and fell, and the Mongolian horses were frightened and fled in all directions, and more Mongolian soldiers had been knocked off their horses by the explosion. More crossbowmen in the barren grass calmly pulled the trigger, and the Mongol cavalry fell like waves of wheat in the wind.

"Prairie boy, kill!" The Mongolian centurion roared with all his might, and stepped forward, waving his saber in his hand like flying, cutting down several Tianwu soldiers one after another. It wasn't until the Song Army axe man rushed up that he stopped his momentum.

This Mongolian cavalry was obviously stronger than the one just now, and with the swords in their hands, these cavalrymen who had been attacked by surprise were still able to calmly swim away from the attacks of the axemen. Jiang Hao took a breath of cool air lightly, and suddenly understood that the hundred-man team that was cut down just now was just a messenger team with no combat experience, and the Mongolian cavalry in front of him was an elite who had been tempered after not knowing how many Song soldiers had been strangled.

"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon rolls, the horse neighses, and the sword aura is like frost!"

Jiang Hao suddenly took the lead in singing the battle song of the Tianwu Army, and the song was in the wind! More Song soldiers who were struggling to fight also opened their mouths to sing, although there may be no style, although they are simply shouting at the top of their voices, but the movements in their hands are faster, and the dazzling swords and axes collide directly with the Mongolian cavalry, without any stagnation!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, Jiang Hao's heart suddenly froze, and he subconsciously looked sideways, but his eyes widened in disbelief.

The red flag fluttered, and although the cavalry at the front was a little thin, it was difficult to hide its heroic spirit. The red flag flew and rolled just above him! Two or three hundred light horsemen suddenly appeared in the field, like a sharp sword cutting into the back of the Mongolian cavalry, chopping the waves.

The Tianwu Army, the Hundred Battles Capital, actually appeared here, and the leader was even Wu Chucai, the deputy commander of the Hundred Battles Capital.

Reinforcements fell from the sky, and the shouts of the Song soldiers became higher and higher, and the fighting spirit rushed into the sky! (To be continued.) )