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I don't know if the Mongols heard it, anyway, those Mongols who had always needed to be beaten by the Ming army to be quiet kept their mouths shut this time, they were more or less able to understand Chinese, of course they understood what this meant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Next, do you surrender or not?" Dutou walked up to Tang Yu and asked almost indifferently.

Glancing at the vacant seat left by Shi Chang being dragged down, Tang Yu did not hesitate at all.

At this time, those who don't nod their heads are fools.

Sure enough, they all glanced at him appreciatively, and then waved their hands, a soldier had already stepped forward to untie Tang Yu, but the other two crossbowmen were aiming at him with a divine arm crossbow, as long as Tang Yu had any changes, they could guarantee to give him a heart-warming cold at any time.

Dutou smiled and untied the saber at his waist, handed it to Tang Yu, and then pointed to the Mongolian who spoke just now: "Do you see that Mongolian Tartar, go, kill him." ”

Tang Yu was stunned for a moment, his hands trembled a little, he didn't dare to take the saber with blood stains on it, and he didn't know how many people fell under this knife, let alone how many of his own people killed other people with this knife.

"What's wrong?" Dutou's smile suddenly converged, and the wind and frost condensed on his face, "Still unwilling?" ”

Tang Yu was clever, and suddenly remembered the fate of Shi Chang: "The villain・・・・・・ villain just hasn't killed anyone." ”

This sentence is good, Tang Yu went to the battlefield in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in the prisoner of war camp, let alone killing, his blade had not been unsheathed a few times. Du Tou smiled: "Haven't killed anyone?" There's nothing to be afraid of, so let's kill it. ”

Tang Yu gritted his teeth and nodded, Huo Ran took the knife and walked towards the Mongolian.

The Mongolian subconsciously shrank back, obviously he didn't expect the other party to kill him, the whole person curled up on the ground, muttering something, but looking at his expression and the tears, naturally he didn't want to face death like this.

The surrounding Mongols all had sad expressions on their faces, but no one said anything.

Two Ming soldiers held the Mongol, and Tang Yu exhaled softly. Vote for the name, this is your own name, now that you kill this Mongolian master, your hands will not be clean, and as long as there are people around you who identify you, Tang Yu will not have to think about returning to the camp of the Mongols.

But in order to save his life, he now has no choice.

"General, one day, we will ・・・・・・ Daming to Hanzhong, right?" Tang Yu asked cautiously.

"Yes." Du Tou replied very solemnly, obviously he also understood what Tang Yu meant.

"Ahh Tang Yu screamed, and the knife in his hand stabbed the Mongolian man in the chest.

Blood gushed and sprinkled on the bodies of the people around him, but no one frowned and blinked, only Tang Yu kept gasping and letting go of the knife.

"Good job." Dutou patted him on the shoulder, then walked forward, "Next!" ”

The knife in his hand fell to the ground, and at the moment he started just now, Tang Yu already understood that he had embarked on this road, and I am afraid that there would be no chance to turn back.

Standing on a small two-story building on one side, Zhang Jue looked at the fewer and fewer captives below: "These guys really don't hesitate at all. ”

Zan Wanshou walked over with a knife: "We shouldn't care about this now, the attack of the Mongolian Tatars has only stopped for more than half an hour, and now they have begun to throw stone bullets again, and if it continues like this, it is estimated that the city walls will really collapse tomorrow, what should we do then?" ”

Facing the street below, Zhang Jue said in a deep voice: "In the past few days, the brothers have been building barricades non-stop, and digging tunnels between most of the courtyards in the city, which is quite effective, especially today, with so much more labor, it is estimated that it will be enough in half a day, and with these, we can still support two or three days." ”

"Junyu, do you really hope that Xianggong Wen can bring a firearm to restrain this trebuchet?" Zan Wanshou lowered his voice.

Zhang Jue glanced at him, there was no ripple in his voice, as if the life and death of the people below had nothing to do with him, and he was not in a war-torn city, just leisurely leaning on the railing and looking into the wind: "Regardless of whether the Wenxiang Guild will come, and whether this firearm can restrain the trebuchet, I don't plan to take a step back, now that we have reinforcements from Dali, we can support it for a longer time." His Royal Highness's meaning is very clear, use Sichuan Shu to hold back most of the Mongol Tartar forces, and then launch a major counterattack from the other two directions. ”

"Abandoned son?" Zhan Wanshou shivered.

"If it's an outcast, it's not that Gong Wen will come to take charge," Zhang Jue smiled, "Our task is to do our best to delay time, this Chengdu Mansion can keep one more day, not to mention ・・・・・・・"

His eyes slowly fell into the distance, and Zhang Jue said in a deep voice: "What's more, for so many years, the soldiers of my Sichuan and Shu army have fought bloodily, just to one day regain this lost land, recreate the prosperity of the country of Sichuan and Shu Tianfu, and bring peace and tranquility to the entire Sichuan and Shu. So no matter whether the imperial court treats us as outcasts, or wants to treat this place as a turning point, it will be firmly crucified here. ”

Turning around and walking downstairs, Zhang Jue's voice was already filled with awe-inspiring killing intent: "If you want to break through Chengdu Mansion, then step on the corpse of a certain Zhang Junyu first!" ”

Zan Wanshou slowly lifted the knife, looked at Zhang Jue's back, and suddenly smiled heartily: "In this Sichuan and Shu army, you are not the only hero, and no one is cowardly!" ”

At this moment, Zhang Jue's personal guards and the soldiers who were busy going upstairs and downstairs all subconsciously focused their eyes on their commanders, and their eyes were firm. Chengdu Mansion is the center of Sichuan and Shu, Chengdu Mansion has fallen once before, and this time everyone said that they could not allow the Mongol Tartars to rush into the city again and ruin this Jinguan City.

As long as the blood of the Sichuan people is not dried, this battle will not end!

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The earth shook, billowing smoke and dust rose, and mud flew across the air like a mad demon.

The sea was cold and biting, but under the fluttering red flag, countless soldiers still went forward one after another. Arrows continued to shoot from behind the rocks on the beach, and one after another Ming soldiers fell to the ground, but more people always took their place.

"Blow the trumpet, tell the sailors behind, and bombard the hills ahead for Lao Tzu!" One of the commanders, with red eyes, grabbed the skirt of the herald beside him and yelled, then picked up his saber himself, and before the boat could rush to the shore, he turned over and jumped off.

There were even ice floes on the icy waters of December, and the knee-high water was enough to make the lower limbs unconscious after the severe pain, but the commander did not scream, but gritted his teeth and tried his best to move. Many soldiers were rushing forward with the same sea water as he did, and the water near the shore was already red with blood.

Soon at the sound of the trumpet, the sailors in the distance slowly moved forward, and the flying thunder cannons and bed crossbows poured out their anger on the small hill, and soon wiped out the last bit of desolate green, and the barren grass on the hill was ignited by the flames, and the Mongolian soldiers who were running desperately could be faintly seen.

"Well played!" The conductor squeezed out three words from his trembling teeth, and although the road to the coast was not long, it seemed to have exhausted the strength of his life and the time of a year. Rushing onto the soft sand, the commander leaned against a rock, and several crossbowmen were shooting not far away, but because they had to wade through the water, the firecrackers did not move, so they had to rely on the crossbow to deal with the enemy.

However, this is enough, after all, the opponent is not the elite army of the Mongols, at first relying on the large number of people can cause a lot of casualties to the Ming army, but as more and more people rush to the beachhead and the more accurate shelling of the naval division, the advantages and disadvantages are quietly flipping.

"Quick, rush to the docks!" The commander looked at the beach that had not moved, and suddenly shouted with all his might, and a Ming army soldier who fell to the ground got up one after another, but between them, there were still brothers who did not get up again.

After all, for southerners, such a cold weather and soaking wet, even if the body is strong, it may not be able to survive it. However, there is no way, the Mongolian Tatars on the pier are heavily defended, and they don't know how much they will lose if they want to attack, and even the warships may be broken in front of the trebuchet, so the best and only way is to grab the beach and land from the beaches on both sides, and then outflank the pier.

"The Mongolian Tartars on the dock also found out that something was wrong and has moved!" Raising the clairvoyance in his hand, Sun Huchen, who was standing on the ship's floor, said loudly, "Your Highness, can you attack?" ”

"Wait." Ye Yingwu silently looked at the battle situation in front of him by the railing, "Wait a little longer." ”

Sun Huchen said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, there are not many people we kill from the beachheads on both sides, if we delay any longer, the Mongolian Tartars may be able to break through each side of the road, and the battle situation will be difficult to say at that time, so the minister thinks it is still ・・・・・・."

"Now you can." Ye Yingwu Huoran raised his clairvoyance, "Look, the Mongolian Tatar's trebuchet has moved, tell the warships, move forward, and then aim at the trebuchet and cover it with a flying thunder cannon!" ”

"No!" Sun Huchen immediately understood what Ye Yingwu meant, and with some embarrassment, he quickly ordered the soldiers to pass the order.

And Ye Yingwu exhaled lightly: "Jiang Tie, Wu Chucai!" ”

"The last general!" Both stood up at the same time.

"Wait a while, once the dock is safe and the warship docks, you will rush up with a hundred battles, the Divine Guard only has a box, and it is still fighting on the beach, if you two fall into the reputation of my Praetorian Guard, wait and see!" Ye Yingwu ordered coldly.

In the cold wind, Jiang Tie and Wu Chucai both played a clever game, but it also made the two of them more and more geared up, after all, Baizhan had not participated in a big battle for a long time since the last time Ye Yingwu crossed the river to the north, and everyone had endured it for so long, and it was time to show their means.

It is said that on the battlefield without the figure of a hundred battles, Jiang Hao has the courage to call the Tianwu Army "the first army in the world", which Jiang Tie and Wu Chucai absolutely cannot bear. And this time, the Praetorian Guard, which has developed from a hundred battles, is bound to prove to the people of the world who is the real "first army in the world".

Ye Yingwu seemed to have lost interest in the Dengzhou battlefield in the distance, turned around and walked quickly into the cabin. Just opened the curtain, a sense of warmth came to her face, isolating the cold wind outside, Su Niang was carefully marking on the map, and when she saw Ye Yingwu coming in, she was a little surprised: "It's over so soon?" The Mongol Tatars, even some village soldiers, could not be so easy to deal with. ”

Waving his hand, Ye Yingwu said lightly: "A certain has already let the Praetorian Guards go into battle, and this battle is almost over." ”

"If you talk like this, you're not afraid of retribution?" While serving him a cup of hot tea, Su Niang casually threw two pieces of charcoal into the fixed stove.

"With the Divine Guard Army in front of the example, Jiang Tie and Wu Chucai, the two guys who are in a hurry to grab the credit, will not give a certain ink blot, as long as a certain person loosens the reins, it will definitely be a wild horse that has escaped." Ye Yingwu walked to the stove and rubbed his hands.

Su Niang stepped forward and wanted to untie his coat, but Ye Yingwu shook his head unexpectedly: "I just came in to warm my hands, and I will go ashore to see the brothers later, our biggest enemy in this battle is not the Mongolian Tartars, but the cold, most of these soldiers are southerners, and they also want to use this battle to let them adapt to the weather as soon as possible, so as not to make mistakes at critical times in the future." However, the test is a test, and condolences are still necessary. ”

"You are all the Ninety-Five, but you always want to bow down to everything." Su Niang sighed helplessly.

However, Ye Yingwu obviously didn't want to answer Su Niang's emotion, and asked with a smile: "Is there any news from Gaoli?" A certain person has filmed twenty or thirty Jinyi guards, and Yang Zheng is leading the team, but don't make a mistake. ”

"Not yet, but there is no news from the police, indicating that it should still be lurking." Su Niang looked at the map behind her, "But there has been news between Youzhou and Liaodong, the Mongolian Tatars have been desperately deploying troops recently, and even some of the Jurchen captives have forcibly pulled strong men, and they have been charged two or three more years for Yanyun and Liaodong's taxes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the people are not living well." ”

"The Mongolian Tartars compensated us so much in the last war, and now they are fighting on three fronts, even the Ming Dynasty can't afford it, not to mention that Mongolia is already poor and weak in grain, grass, gold and silver." Ye Yingwu said lightly, "Now in fact, even if the Ming Dynasty does not fight back, just hold this line of defense, after a long time, the Mongolian Tatars have to retreat." ”

Su Niang suddenly looked at him in surprise: "Then why are you still so excited, you must know that Da Ming itself has not recovered from the Southern Expedition, and it is not good for us to continue like this・・・・・・"

Ye Yingwu was silent for a moment, and said softly: "From the war level, the best defense is to attack, the Mongolian Tatars have fought with the former Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty for thirty or forty years, and have made breakthroughs in three directions, so for our defense line, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Mongolian Tatars know everything about it, and more importantly, once a breakthrough is made, it will be the people of my Ming Dynasty who will be damaged, and what will be lost is also our land. The entire defense line may even be shaken and collapsed, and it is estimated that Kublai Khan also had such a calculation in his heart. ”

After a pause, Ye Yingwu looked at the map and said leisurely: "On the other hand, the Mongolian Tatars are so prosperous, the country will inevitably be shaken at all, and taking advantage of this time to make a mess in front and behind it, not only may it be possible to get more land and people, but also threaten and lose the money and food of the Mongolian Tatars. Once Kublai Khan had a loss, he would naturally retreat. ”

"What do you explain about Goryeo?" Su Niang looked at Ye Yingwu suspiciously, not believing that this guy's purpose was just to force Kublai Khan to withdraw his troops.

A wicked smile flashed across the corner of Ye Yingwu's mouth: "Gaoli, this is the earth-shattering thunder buried next to Kublai Khan, no matter when, as long as someone wants him to explode, he can blow it up!" In fact, this is not just to make Goryeo explode, but mainly to provoke the anger of the Bohai people and the Jurchens, after all, the identity of inferior people and slaves of the dead country can still be forbearance for Goryeo, but for them, it is not so easy to swallow. ”

"Ruthless." Su Niang snorted.

"It's just calculating with each other." Ye Yingwu shook his head, "What's more, the strategy of driving away the wolf and devouring the tiger has been in order to reduce the casualties of his own family since ancient times. If it can be in order to reduce the sacrifice of the Ming soldiers, I don't mind taking any ruthless measures. What's more, the Jurchens and Bohai people have the blood of the former Song Dynasty and the Chinese people, how can they be happy, and it is also a good choice to cut them down with the help of the hands of the Mongolian Tatars. (To be continued.) )