Liu Cheng was Liu Cheng in the end, and he escaped his life after all. Under the desperate obstruction of more than a dozen water divisions, Zhang Shijie could only watch Liu Quan's flagship slowly go north, crying out in vain. After all, Ye Yingwu was still trapped on the cliff at that time, so Zhang Shijie didn't dare to pursue desperately, and hurriedly mobilized warships to support.

What's more, after the two major battles, not only the arrows and gunpowder on each warship were almost used, but also the soldiers were tired and suffered many casualties, even if they continued to pursue, they were afraid that they would not have the strength to fight, and Zhang Shijie, who had always been cautious, was naturally content.

Of course, the two Huaishui divisions fought water battles one after another, and twenty or thirty warships were damaged and sunk, and nearly 1,000 soldiers were killed on the cliffs and on the water, which was actually a great injury.

And the nearly 2,000 soldiers led by Liu Xiong to block Liu Quan's main force also paid a heavy price, and when they converged with the Hundred Battles, there were only more than 1,000 people left. Liu Quan's main force can be regarded as saving some face. It's just that this time both sides suffered heavy losses, and naturally they won't fight desperately again in a short time, Liu Quan's main force slowly retreated, and Ye Yingwu also commanded the 1,500 cavalry in his hand to retreat directly to Luzhou, and set up camp with Zishui on his back.

With at least two Huai Shui Divisions, these 1,500 people seem to be more powerful after all. However, it was also the blessing of the Tuoye Yingwu Zishui War, and the army of the Mongolian state capitals that went to attack Dazhou hurriedly shrank and went all out to meet the Song army that hurriedly went north.

Along the line of Zishui and Tongchuan Prefecture, tens of thousands of Mongolian troops gathered.

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Thousands of miles away, Huangzhou.

The rain was pouring down, and all the rain was in sight. The mud was mixed with blood. As far as the eye can see, there are dense corpses that have fallen around him. A flag stood upright in the wind and rain, no longer dancing in the wind.

The red flag had long been soaked, and the rain that flowed down the flagpole was red, as if the flag had been stained with blood.

A figure stepped through the mud, the high-top boots could no longer stop the rain, the feet and legs were numb, only the hands still had a cold feeling. The rain swept across the hideous face, rinsing the cheeks that were also stained with mud.

More figures appeared behind him, and a Mongolian cavalryman slowly instigated his war horse, moving forward in the mud and wind and rain. It's just that compared with the overwhelming posture when they came, this time has long lost the murderous aura of the time, and is more tired and courageous. The cavalry, which was full of four or five thousand, slowly moved forward, crushing the wind and rain.

Ahead of them, the camp that once stood tall in the sky had fallen. Along the walls of the camp, more corpses stretched all the way to the horse's hooves! And the watchtower inside the camp has long been unknown when it was shot down by the dense bows and crossbows, and even the wall, only one or two places are still intact. The trench in front of the camp was also full of corpses, muddy water, and blood.

Although it is dilapidated, although it is declining, the camp of the Tianwu Army still stands tenaciously in the wind and rain, and it despises all enemies like this!

And not far away, the Mongolian infantry has also begun to form a formation, the camp guarded by the right wing of the Tianwu army, which was attacked by most of the Mongolian army at the beginning, no longer exists, Zhang Shun has no danger to defend, and retreats into the camp in the front compartment of the Tianwu army with the remaining two thousand remnants.

After two days of continuous fighting, there were only more than 5,000 people left in the front and right compartments of the Tianwu Army stationed outside the city, you must know that this was once an army of tens of thousands, and half of them had fallen in this vast rainstorm, and more Mongolian Tartars died together.

The only bed crossbow that could still be used on the walled wall was slowly wound, and Jiang Hao looked at his subordinates who stood up one after another, and gritted his teeth. The torrential rain also flowed down his cheeks, washing away the remaining blood on it.

Zhang Shun walked over step by step, he was slashed on the leg, although it was not a big problem, but it was already very inconvenient to walk: "Brother Jiang, can you still hold it?" Let the right compartment come up, you've been fighting long enough! ”

Jiang Ho shook his head and did not answer. After the right wing of the Tianwu army retreated into the camp, because of the heavy losses, the front compartment was in front for a long time, and the right compartment was in front for a short time, so after several battles, the number of people left in the forward direction was not much different from the right compartment.

As for the cavalry on both sides, they are quite preserved, and there are more than 100 of them.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Shun turned over and got on his horse: "Then so-and-so went out with the cavalry on the right wing to scatter the infantry of the first wave of Mongolian charges, otherwise if we continue to fight like this, we will all fall here!" ”

"The Mongol Tartars have already sent out five or six thousand people to attack the city, and the pressure here is less after all." Jiang Hao said softly, as if talking to himself in the wind and rain, "Taking advantage of this wind and rain, it's okay to go out and kill a fight." ”

The Mongolian infantry on the opposite side has already shouted and moved to this side, and the Mongolian cavalry is also slowly accelerating, after all, the corpses on the ground are crisscrossed, and the cavalry is easy to trip if they are not careful, but fortunately, most of the pits dug before have been filled with the corpses of people and horses, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Zhang Shun led the last cavalry out of the back door and cut into the flank of the Mongol foot soldiers in a circle. And because after the first few counter-charges with heavy casualties, Jiang Hao and Zhang Shun have been desperately defending, so the Mongolian generals did not expect that when there was only the last trace of vitality left on both sides, the Song army would launch another assault in the torrential rain! This also means that there is not even a Mongolian cavalry escort on the side of this large group of Mongolian foot soldiers!

The horse neighed, the sword flashed, and it had been recuperating and suffocating under the protection of the foot soldiers for too long, and now it was like a wild wolf that had broken free from its shackles, roaring desperately and biting desperately! The originally well-organized Mongolian infantry brigade was instantly chaotic.

In that instant, he had already rushed to the opposite side of the cavalry in front of him, and no foot soldier had the power to parry, and the saber that swept down countless wind and rain was like a talisman for life!

Zhang Shun led more than 100 cavalry but tore a hole, the entire Mongolian infantry brigade had collapsed, and in the wind and rain were all soldiers running in all directions, and countless people screamed and just desperately moved.

The Mongol commander, who realized that the big mistake had been made, hurriedly mobilized his cavalry to intercept it. The Mongolian cavalry who were about to hit the front of the camp had no choice but to turn around at the dense arrows on the wall, more people fell off their horses at this moment, and more people roared and roared to continue to urge the war horses!

They are the proudest Mongolian warriors in the steppe, why should they turn their noble heads in order to save the lowly Han soldiers who have collapsed!

Some of the cavalry turned their horses' heads, some cavalry still charged, and the formation of the Mongol cavalry fell into chaos in the torrential rain. Jiang Ho also took the opportunity to desperately command the release of arrows, and the dense arrows broke through the air, almost pouring out all the arrows.

However, as the descendants of the Mongol cavalry that once swept across Europe and Asia, these Mongol cavalry reacted quickly, and a thousand-man team quickly turned their horses' heads and galloped past the outside of the camp in the wind and rain. The other two thousand-strong teams slowly accelerated, ready to launch a final assault at any moment.

Zhang Shun also realized that the Mongolian cavalry was coming in an instant, and if he was stunned and returned to the camp, he was afraid that it would be more than lucky, so he simply took a hundred cavalry to turn the horse's head and plow a bloody road from the Mongolian infantry brigade, and went straight to the direction of the city gate.

There were also thousands of Mongolian infantry soldiers who were already arraying to attack the city of Huangzhou, but the chaos of their own infantry attacking the camp in the rear had already attracted their attention, so 500 people were left to supervise the city, and the remaining 500 people were directly facing the direction of the camp.

Rao is like this, they didn't expect that Zhang Shun would just take the cavalry to crash up from the slope, the cavalry was like a whirlwind in the wind and rain, Zhang Shun was covered in blood, let the rain wash as if the blood had solidified on a piece of armor! The centaurs were all panting in the wind and rain, but none of them stopped.

Although the scattered arrows shot down a few cavalrymen, more Song cavalry were like a sharp sword cutting through the Mongolian foot soldiers. The Mongol foot soldiers, who were only armed with short swords and shields and ready to enter the city to fight, had little power to parry, and could only flee in all directions, just like the robes they had attacked the camp before.

It's just that Zhang Shun didn't take advantage of the situation to chase and kill, but rushed directly in the direction of the city gate.

The drawbridge over the city was slowly lowered, and the gates of the city were opened.

Hundreds of Song soldiers armed with divine arm crossbows shouted out, dense arrows broke through the air, and suddenly the Mongolian cavalry who was closely chasing Zhang Shun had fallen a lot, and more Mongolian cavalry were tripped by their own foot soldiers, and they could only watch the Song cavalry of the two own foot soldiers in this row of soldiers calmly enter the city.

The Mongolian commander who led the team was furious, and the saber in his hand slashed straight at the neck of the Mongolian Han soldier who was constantly fleeing for his life in front of him. Stimulated by this, more Mongolian cavalry raised their swords to slash and kill their own foot soldiers who blocked the road ahead, but they didn't expect to be stabbed for fleeing for their lives, and the infantry brigade was completely collapsed.

"The Mongols have killed! They're going to kill us, so let's run for our lives! ”

"The Tartars have killed!"

Countless voices shouted in the wind and rain, not only the infantry brigade besieging the city, but even the infantry brigade that had finally gathered to attack the camp was stimulated by the sound that was difficult to distinguish between true and false in the wind and rain, and they turned around and fled one after another. Even a few Han generals in the Mongol army, who were afraid of being held responsible, quietly beckoned their soldiers and disappeared into the wind and rain.

His own men are scattered, and such sins are to be killed.

Although it is claimed to be 30,000 cavalry, it is actually 10,000 cavalry plus 20,000 Han "cavalry infantry", and the cavalry has suffered heavy losses in the night and day attack, and now there are only about 6,000 people who can go into battle.

In the wind and rain, blood is like an infusion!

And the gate of Huangzhou City was also opened, and thousands of Tianwu soldiers and soldiers even rushed out with a large number of Huangzhou Xiang troops and Minzhuang. Su Liuyi's whole body was draped, the torrential rain flowed down his clothes and armor, and Su Liuyi, who was the deputy envoy of the commander of the four compartments of the Tianwu Army, raised the sword in his hand high and pointed straight ahead in the wind and rain.

"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north,

The dragon rolls, the horse neighses,

The sword aura is like frost······"

The majestic singing echoed at the city gates everywhere, and the generals of the Tianwu Army were all in the forefront of the charge. Red flags followed them closely, and behind them, there were swords and guns and resolute steps.

After a month, the song of the Tianwu Army once again echoed in this field, but it was more majestic and magnificent than the last time!

On the lonely camp outside the city, Jiang Hao took a deep breath, the Mongolian cavalry in front of him was getting closer and closer, and the last arrow had been launched. The soldiers in front of the Tianwu Army all slowly stood up, their eyes blazing, just looking at their commanders.

Behind him, the singing beat wave after wave of the heavens and the earth, and the whole air seemed to be no longer only rainstorming, but also red blood burning!

One after another was inserted into the ground, and the improved carriage of the Saimen knife cart had been pushed to the place where the wall had collapsed. And the footsteps behind were like thunder, crushing the wind and rain, and the soldiers in the right compartment of the Tianwu Army were already standing behind the soldiers in the front compartment.

At this moment, they no longer have any so-called front and right compartments of the Tianwu Army.

Under that red banner, everyone is the Tianwu Army, and they are all Great Song Erlang!

"The wolf smoke rises, and the rivers and mountains look north!" Jiang Ho hissed and roared.

"The wolf smoke rises, and the country looks north to the ······" Majestic singing rose from the ground.

In the wind and rain, infinite desolation, infinite tragedy! Mang Cang Qingshan seemed to be shocked by this song, and just listened quietly. And the sound of horses' hooves, which once shook the heavens and the earth, has long been drowned out by this song.

For the first time, the eyes of the Mongolian cavalry showed shock and horror.

The next moment, countless figures dressed in red armor stood on the camp. Not only because the armor was red, but also because of the blood that had coagulated on the armor.

The Mongol cavalry slammed into the wall.

The sound of killing was all over again.

In the face of the killing, in front of the retreat of the Han army on one side, the Mongolian cavalry still did not pause at all, they are the descendants of the steppe golden eagle, the hero who once swept the entire Eurasian continent with tens of thousands of cavalry, and now in front of them is just a dilapidated earthen wall defended by thousands of cowardly Song troops!

Even if they sang a majestic song, they couldn't stop the Mongolian iron horse!

There was no way to exert the power of mounted archery in the torrential rain, but it did not prevent the Mongol warriors from cutting off the heads one by one with their sabers. The two days of fierce fighting day and night have worn out the spirit of too many people, but it has also aroused the blood of many more people.

Let's fight it out in this storm.

The black tide of the Mongol cavalry slammed against the wall, and the sharp saber cart was soon stained with blood, and the end of the gun was often pierced by more than one horse and more than one person. And the more Mongol cavalry continued to march on the corpses of their companions, fearlessly. There were even some cavalrymen who simply crashed directly into the earthen wall, and the earthen wall, which was already soft under the rain, collapsed in more places.

Jiang Ho roared angrily, and was the first to take a step, the big knife in his hand whistling to the ground to cut off the leg of the nearest horse, while several of his guards armed with large axes rushed up and chopped the Mongolian cavalry who fell from his horse screaming miserably. More Tianwu soldiers and soldiers are like the same red tide without hesitation, roaring from both sides of Jiang Hao, impacting!

And the sound of horses' hooves shattered, and a cavalry of no more than a hundred people appeared in the wind and rain, and crashed straight into the flank of the Mongolian cavalry. The red flag, which was not yet soaked, waved its full swing in the wind, and the soldiers in the right wing of the Tianwu Army also erupted in cheers.

Their commanders also did not leave them behind, and the right wing of the Tianwu Army commanded Zhang Shun to take the lead, waving his saber in his hand, and slashing down two Mongolian cavalry who were caught off guard in a row. This fierce general is tirelessly killed back in this wind and rain, and also killed back in front of this camp!

Before and after him, more Song army foot soldiers were chasing and killing the defeated Mongolian Han soldiers all over the mountains, and although the Mongolian cavalry who had been unable to return to the sky wanted to attack several times, they were all blocked back by Su Liuyi and his own army rushing to the front.

The Mongolian general, who commanded the overall situation with a team of 1,000 people, looked at his own soldiers running away in a daze, and the rain was cold and crossed his cheeks.

"Follow a certain impact - kill the Nanban!" This Mongolian warrior turned to the north and south, how could he have experienced such a big defeat, and immediately urged the war horse. The last thousand-man team, which had been deeply stimulated by the blood of the robe, also rushed down the hillside with a roar!