Chapter 216: Wind and Snow Miscellaneous Tiger Head Mountain (II)
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After the soldier holding the earth-shattering thunder stuck three arrows in his chest, he finally fell unwillingly into the snow that had been dyed bright red with his eyes wide open. And the soldiers behind him didn't think about it, they threw away their shields casually, and struck upwards as soon as they picked up the earth-shattering thunder.
It is only four or five zhang away from the cottage door, but it seems to be more difficult than climbing to the sky. There have been hundreds of Song soldiers and soldiers around them, all of whom are veterans of several major battles, and the Song army crossbowmen are still shooting at the Mongolian Tatars across the wall, with casualties on both sides, but it is always difficult to suppress the opponent.
With a large number of people on one side and a strong bow and crossbow on the other, no one can take advantage.
Wang Jin clenched the handle of the knife covered with blood, the blood on the handle had congealed into ice, and the handle and the knife were tightly glued together.
Another soldier with an earth-shattering thunder in his arms fell, making Wang Jin more and more anxious. The long hillside just now has rushed up, and only the last gate is completed, but it is difficult to suppress the Mongolian arrows, resulting in the earth-shaking thunder always not being sent under the wall.
Suddenly, Yang Bao patted Wang Jin on the shoulder, and then handed him the knife that was also stained with blood: "Take it for you." β
Wang Jin was stunned, and before he could react, Yang Bao had already rushed out, and a few arrows almost grazed his body and disappeared into the snow, but the veterans of the martial arts army didn't care about these that day, and they didn't know when the shield they snatched from the guards protected their heads, and they rolled on the spot, and they were able to dodge four or five arrows again.
The demeanor of the veteran is vividly displayed at this moment!
couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth, Wang Jin looked at the saber that Yang Bao stuffed into his hand just now, and his heart had unconsciously raised his throat.
Yang Bao picked up the nearest sky-shattering thunder, and several shield players hurriedly ran over to cover him, but Yang Bao didn't seem to want to hide behind the shield and move forward slowly, and rolled straight in the snow, constantly dodging the arrows falling from the sky.
After all, man is not omnipotent. An arrow inevitably sank into his calf, and blood sprayed, but Yang Bao didn't say a word, he was the commander of the Tianwu Army. How can there be a reason to scream after being hit by an arrow on the battlefield?
It's just a distance of more than ten zhang, Yang Bao has rushed to the wall of the wall almost in a moment, and he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But it worked. Legs are exposed to ice and snow for a long time. I had long since lost consciousness, and finally I couldn't feel the pain of the arrow entering the flesh.
Yang Bao easily patted the earth-shaking thunder, lit the fuse with the fire fold, and then exhaled lightly, now that he couldn't walk, the numbness of his legs made it difficult for him to stand up anymore, so he simply rolled on the ground a little embarrassed, and rolled down the slope towards Song Jun's shield.
"Boom!" The fire flashed, and the door of the camp opened in response!
The Mongol archers jumped from the wall with a scream, and at the moment the gate of the camp was blown open. They have lost the fighting spirit to resist.
Wang Jin personally rushed up to help Yang Bao up, and the Song sergeant of the brigade rushed into the camp with a shout. The black Mongolian flags fluttering everywhere fell weakly, and were replaced by red flags.
The main village of Hutou Mountain has been conquered by the Tianwu Army.
"General Yang, Brother Yang, are you okay?" Wang Jin shook Yang Bao anxiously.
Yang Bao was a little dizzy because of the continuous rolling, and was even more dizzy by Wang Jin, so he could only close his eyes and said helplessly: "Don't shake, Lao Zifu can't die." β
Wang Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and together with a few soldiers, Yang Bao set up and walked towards the camp. Tang Zhen had also caught up quickly. This young scholar has a bit of a general's demeanor at this time, but the sword in his hand is still as bright as new, and seeing that Yang Bao is fine, Tang Zhen was so excited that he almost collapsed on the ground.
"Old Don. No matter how happy you are, you can't kneel down to someone. Wang Jin was happy in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Tang Zhen teasingly. I was usually teased a lot by Tang Zhen, but now I can finally get back to the field.
Tang Zhen smiled bitterly, he didn't feel it just now, and now he has followed this long distance. The feeling of exhaustion permeated his whole body, and he could only wave his hand again and again: "No, no, no, I'm almost exhausted, you kid is still interested in joking with someone." β
"This is not an excuse, this captivity, capture, it's all your business." Wang Jin smiled and pulled him, "Hurry up and get to work!" β
The surrounding soldiers, including Yang Bao, couldn't help laughing
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The Tianwu soldiers came and went, and they were very busy. And Wang Jin, Yang Bao and others also walked in the middle of the mountaintop village in Mongolia in the snow.
Stretching out his hand and gently touching the handsome flag flagpole on the main village of Hutou Mountain, Wang Jin couldn't help but exhale softly, the handsome flag of Ashu above his head was still fluttering, but compared with the surrounding red flags, he no longer had the temperament of looking at all directions before.
"Put it down!" Yang Bao shouted loudly from behind, and the handsome flag fell and fell on the dirty snow that had been trampled by countless feet. It's just that for the Tianwu Army, the Shuai Banner should also be Ye Yingwu's "Ye" character banner, and the Left Wing and the Chinese Army did not carry such a big flag out for no reason. Yang Bao suddenly frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.
Wang Jin smiled and patted the flagpole: "Cut it, its task has been completed, why stand here alone." β
Before the words fell, from Hutou Mountain, you could see the black Mongolian infantry riding below, I don't know when, Ah Shu had already returned to Hutou Mountain with 100,000 Mongolian infantry riding to the north, but what shocked them was that they were still one step late after all.
As the main village of Hutou Mountain was conquered by the Tianwu army, the Mongol infantry could only retreat to the two small camps facing Xiangyang on the mountainside to resist stubbornly. If it weren't for the fact that Ah Shu finally came back with people, I'm afraid that the desperate Mongolian soldiers in the camp would have opened the camp and surrendered.
The war horses neighed in the wind and snow, and Wang Jin frowned and looked down the mountain, looking like a tide of Mongol troops. After all, it is 100,000 horses, even if it is consumed a lot by Lu Wenhuan's Xiangyang defenders, it is still majestic and grand, for the generals of the Tianwu Army who have "never seen the world", this shock is from the bottom of their hearts.
A group of cavalry took the lead in rushing up the camp on the mountainside, and in the two camps where the gate of the fortress had been blown open, the Mongolian infantry soldiers who had been driven down the mountain burst out with extraordinary fighting spirit, and quickly drove out the Song soldiers who had attacked the camp.
"Mingjin retreats!" A Tianwu army Marquis Yu did not hesitate to order, with the addition of the Mongol cavalry, the difficulty of conquering the camp has increased dramatically. There is no need to put in more soldiers to fight for it. The golden gong sounded, and although the Tianwu soldiers who rushed in front were unwilling, they still abided by the iron-like discipline of the Tianwu army, and the crossbowmen stepped back to cover. The pawns retreated in turn.
It's just that the crossbowmen on the cottage haven't had time to rush over, so there are too few Tianwu Army crossbowmen who can rely on it for a while! The Mongol cavalry quickly responded with a barrage of arrows, and the countless Mongol foot soldiers were demoralized and rushed out of the camp with shouts, but their voices were soon drowned out by the sound of horses' hooves.
The Mongol cavalry launched a surprise attack in the darkness and in the snow. The already exhausted Tianwu army couldn't stop it at all, and soon most of the soldiers retreated to the mountain camp, and there were hundreds of soldiers who left their lives and shed their last blood on this long snowy mountain road.
There is a price to pay when retreating, no matter what time of day.
Wang Jin and Yang Bao climbed the wall side by side, there were many torches under the mountain, and the figures of Mongolian cavalry flashed on the three roads up the mountain in the northeast, northwest and due north. And then the flickering firelight, you can also see the corpses of the soldiers of the two armies who fell horizontally and vertically.
The Marquis Yu who gave the order to retreat just now had nothing to blame, and Wang Jin and Yang Bao knew it very well at a glance. If they hadn't retreated at that time, the more than 2,000 vanguard soldiers who attacked the cottage would probably have been wiped out.
Rao is like this, and the entire Hutou Mountain has been baptized with blood.
"The trebuchet and bed crossbow are still usable and have not been destroyed." Tang Zhen hurried over from behind, "It's just that I have to say that the range of this bed crossbow is only half of ours, and I can barely make ends meet." β
"It's all about what nonsense at this time." Wang Jin couldn't help frowning, "Look at it, a hundred thousand troops." There was a lot of water. And it is estimated that after Lu Wenhuan ran back to Xiangyang, a hundred people would not dare to come out, so we are now a lone army. β
Tang Zhen said with a smile: "What's wrong with the lonely army, don't forget the original small village in the south." The hoarding is all grain and grass, although the Tartars have burned a lot, but after all, it is to support the 150,000 army, and it was estimated just now that we have 20,000 people, which is enough for a month. And then there are the blades and arrows. It's really not worrying about food and clothing. β
"So there must not be enough grain and grass in the Mongolian Tartars?" Wang Jin nodded, "This matter can be reported to Yingzhou as soon as possible, if we can try our best to cut off the supply of grain and grass to the Mongolian Tatars on the north bank of the Han River, then these 100,000 troops will not be able to advance or retreat, and they will really sit and wait to die." β
Yang Bao nodded: "Without further ado, go quickly, if it is Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
Tang Zhen interrupted the two of them with a wry smile: "Don't look at it, it is estimated that there are tens of thousands of people in the south, or it will be said that the water in the wai is impassable." As long as it is the road up the mountain, you can basically see the figure of Mongolian Tatars. Even if there was no large army to encircle it, there were several sentry horses constantly roaming. β
Wang Jin hammered the wall, but this is the truth, and there is no way to change it.
"You can't pin your hopes on Lu Wenhuan, you can see that Lu Wenhuan is very good, and we can see that we want to use him as bait, so if you want him to deliver news to Yingzhou, it is really more difficult than ascending to the sky." Yang Bao frowned and said, "Now the only one who can count on is Wu Chucai Wu Commander, after all, he can send a herald sentry horse, which means that he is still there." β
Wang Jin nodded: "We made such a big move in Hutou Mountain, even if Xiangyang sat back and watched, the envoy would not ignore us." The Tianwu Army has not left behind the truth that no one cares, let alone the envoy. β
Yang Bao glanced at him: "Well, the top priority is to defend this Hutou Mountain, for the sake of the king, and also for the Tianwu Army." β
Tang Zhen was a little stunned, and immediately smiled bitterly in his heart. I don't know when it began, the Tianwu Army has always been on the lips of the "for the Great Song Dynasty" thrown out of the clouds, gradually, in the eyes of every soldier of the Tianwu Army, the Great Song Dynasty is no longer so sacred, they believe more, their own envoy can lead themselves to a brighter future.
The Chinese clothes pursued by the literati, the return of rivers and mountains pursued by military generals, the meritorious achievements pursued by ordinary soldiers, and the food, clothing, and clothing pursued by the common people, this brilliant Song Dynasty can no longer bring them, but it is this Ye Envoy Jun, who has been inactive and rising like a comet, has brought them hope again in despair.
Maybe that's why so many people gathered under this red flag.
Tang Zhen also knew very well that he didn't know that he had also integrated into this group. They have the same pursuits and demands. From the dragon's work, the mountains and rivers, everything that the weak Great Song Dynasty can't give, maybe this Ye Envoy can give!
Defend Hutou Mountain, defend Hutou Mountain!
"The Mongol Tartars are coming!" One of the soldiers exclaimed.
Wang Jin glanced at Yang Bao. Yang Bao smiled and shouted loudly: "Crossbowmen, assault musketeers, mix high and low from far and near, and give a certain array." β
"I'll leave it to General Yang here. A certain went to the back to supervise the battle. Wang Jin said solemnly, and then turned behind him without hesitation, "Old Tang, transport all the grain and grass from the small village in the south to Dazhai as soon as possible, anyway, our 20,000 people can't use the land of more than 100,000 people." β
Tang Zhen nodded, and walked towards the war horse with Wang Jin.
And Yang Bao glanced back at Wang Jin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't think that the small village in the south faced fewer Mongol Tatars, so it was easy to defend, after all, the gate and wall of the camp had been blown open before, and the camp was even smaller. So it's good for the attacking side. But Wang Jin still went and entrusted this place to himself.
Originally, there were some envoys in the Tianwu Army who did not obey anyone's command, and at this moment they supported each other's backs.
Countless Tianwu Army crossbowmen stood on the wall and pulled the trigger, and more soldiers quickly ran towards those trebuchets abandoned by the Mongols, and the battle to defend the mountain has come!
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The wind and snow became smaller and smaller until it gradually subsided.
Heaven and earth have become white.
Wu Chucai watched Lu Wenhuan lead the team directly back to Xiangyang without saying a word after the sudden withdrawal of Mongolian troops, and he was not at all interested in the Mongolian infantry back that was displayed in front of him in a hurry.
Wu Chucai knew very well that if Lu Wenhuan rushed forward at this time. It only takes one or two thousand people, which is enough to turn the retreating Mongol army into a complete rout, but LΓΌ Wenhuan gave up, in other words, he has been killed by the Mongol army in this bloody snowstorm. So for him, it is the right way to run back to Xiangyang as soon as possible.
And Wu Chucai couldn't help but didn't speak, looking at the more than fifty cavalrymen around him who were only left with him at the beginning, standing alone in the wind and snow, watching the army that had lost all courage melt into the darkness.
Lu Wenhuan gave up the last chance, and Ah Shu was in this gamble. But he inadvertently became a winner.
However, if there is anything that can bring comfort to Wu Chucai, it is that as the wind and snow subside, he can already faintly see the red flag that has fluttered on Hutou Mountain in the distance. And Wu Chucai, who originally planned to go to Xiangyang to reconnoiter and find the main force of the Tianwu Army, was stunned for a moment and immediately drove directly to Hutou Mountain with a small number of subordinates.
The cavalry who had been scattered out came back one after another to report it, and one of the ten generals gasped and said: "Commander, there are Mongolian Tatars on all sides, and it is like an iron bucket that surrounds this Hutou Mountain." Moreover, the sentinels scattered around them were so far away that it was difficult for the brethren to get close to them. β
Wu Chucai nodded lightly, this is expected, Hutou Mountain is the strongest and largest camp of Ashu's 150,000 army on the south bank of the Han River, and it was suddenly taken down by the Tianwu Army, which will naturally shock Ashu, not to mention that the water in the encirclement is impassable, I am afraid that even the attack on the mountain has begun, but I don't know how long the left wing and the soldiers of the Chinese army can support.
"More than 50 of us have thrown ourselves into this ocean, which is not enough for people to stuff their teeth." Wu Chucai said softly, "Without further ado, quickly go south and return to Yingzhou, and show the envoy to face that as long as the two generals can hold on to the mountain, the envoy will definitely come to the rescue." β
A ten-year general said in surprise: "Shouldn't you go directly to Xiangyang?" There are 150,000 troops in Xiangyang, and now Ashu is trapped at the foot of Hutou Mountain, one has no food and grass, and the other lacks arrows, I am afraid that it will not last long, as long as the Xiangyang army is dispatched, inside and outside the attack, he will not be allowed to be undefeated. β
Wu Chucai sneered: "What kind of virtue are those two General Lu, haven't you seen it just now, just run away without saying a word, I have never seen such a timid person." If you want them to leave Xiangyang City, which is like a turtle shell, I'm afraid it's difficult. At the critical time, our Tianwu Army is still reliable for its own family, or it is still reliable for you! β
Before the words fell, Wu Chucai rode his horse south, and more than 50 cavalrymen hesitated for a moment, and turned their horses' heads one after another, they also knew that with their meager strength, it was just a drop in the bucket, so they could only leave behind the red flag and the killing sound of Hutou Mountain.
It's just that not far away, including Wu Chucai, everyone subconsciously looked at Hutou Mountain, they are not deserters, and they firmly believe that they will come back soon!
The robes of the Tianwu Army, hold on! (To be continued.) )