The path between the mountains and rivers is shrouded in a misty drizzle, and the mist is hazy in all directions. Out of the low hilly area, not only did the surrounding mountains and rivers change their temperament and become gentle and lovely, but even the wind and rain did not have the original domineering, soft and cool.

In the village, which has been abandoned for an unknown period of time, 3,000 soldiers quietly leaned against the walls of the houses, and the weaker ones were supported by their companions into the houses whose roofs were almost collapsed, and they could finally take shelter from the rain.

Ye Yingwu and Su Liuyi stood side by side in the rain, and even the eaves had been given to the physically exhausted soldiers, no matter what kind of army they were, they had adhered to the principle of the supremacy of wounded soldiers for thousands of years, so the two highest-ranking generals stood in the cold wind and rain without complaint.

Looking around, some places may be the land is stronger, still not an inch of grass grows, and some places the weeds have not passed the broken wall, although the wall has been exposed to the wind and rain for a long time, but still faintly visible traces of fire, there are also a lot of almost carbonized beams and wooden piles on the ground, scattered scattered, needless to say, I also know what kind of looting this village suffered before it was abandoned, and even maybe at the feet of the soldiers standing, there are many white bones buried, and there is nowhere to tell the past forgotten in the corner of history.

"Eat some, I'm so strong to get on the road." Su Liuyi took out a piece of dry cake from his arms and handed it to Ye Yingwu, who had been standing silently for a long time, "Just now, the sentinels of the Hundred Battles have rushed to report, although there is no trace of the defeated army of Ashu, but it is less than ten miles away from the nearest Hanshui River, and the brothers will be able to arrive soon after a while." ”

"I hope so." Ye Yingwu replied sullenly, but he didn't have the heroic spirit of the oath at that time, stretched out his hand to take Su Liuyi's dry cake, tried his best to finally take a bite down, chewed it twice, had to pick up the water bladder and drank two sips of water, and finally swallowed the dry cake that was as hard as a stone, "Actually, what I'm worried about now is not whether I can get to Hanshui, but to rush to the bank of Hanshui with these three thousand soldiers, what can I do, is Ah Shu really the kind of commander who can't understand all this?" ”

Su Liuyi smiled: "But you still didn't hesitate to take these 3,000 soldiers north. Didn't you think about that at the time? ”

Ye Yingwu didn't seem to intend to answer, but carefully looked at the dry cake in his hand that could barely be gnawed, and frowned tightly.

A few fast horses rushed over from the wind and rain, looking at the costumes of the Song army armor on their bodies, the Song soldiers who were far away from the sentry also had no strength to stop them. These sentinels of the Hundred Battles City did not stop, and galloped directly to the dilapidated farmhouse courtyard where Ye Yingwu and Su Liuyi were.

This distant relative of the Jiang family, who was originally of status, finally showed his God-given talent in commanding the cavalry, and the eyes of the surrounding soldiers looking at him were also full of envy and admiration. However, Jiang Tie didn't have time to think about what others thought of him, but walked straight into the courtyard in three steps and two steps, knelt down on one knee and said:

"Qi Qi two generals, the last general fortunately did not disgrace his life, has already explored the location of the Mongolian Tartar defeated army, only eleven or twelve miles away from here, the Han River in the distance can be faintly seen two Huai water division Zhang Dutong and Mongolian water division banners, the two sides are fighting fiercely, and the Tartar commander Ashu's general flag is still on the south bank, the defeated Tartar army does not seem to be ready to cross the river, even in the camp, I don't know what to do, but also ask the two generals to decide."

Su Liuyi couldn't help but "huh": "This is really a strange thing, the sailors are fighting, presumably the winner is in this dynasty, if the Tartars win, then Ah Shu can cross the Han River and go north, if it is defeated, isn't it a chance for Zhang Dutong to set up camp on the bank of the Han River?" I don't know what kind of calculation this Ah Shu has in his heart, could it be that he really fainted and no one led some Mongolian remnants to defeat the generals, so that someone could do such a foolish thing? ”

Stretching out his hand to touch the cold rain, Ye Yingwu smiled bitterly: "If that's the case, it's really thankful, but I always feel that Ah Shu seems to have expected that Ah Shu will lead an elite north to pursue desperately, so it is not an inexplicable thing for him to set up camp on the bank of the Han River・・・・・・ but how did that Ah Shu calculate that he was able to grasp people's hearts to such an extent." ”

When Su Liuyi heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning, to be honest, it was really not impossible to have this possibility, and judging from Ah Shu's performance, the existence of this possibility was even greater, but he still asked softly: "Is Ye Yuanjun too worried?" It is reasonable to be reasonable, and a certain group will not rashly lead the troops to pursue, so how did Ah Shu expect it? Unless it's a roundworm in some kind of stomach, or it's ・・・・・・"

"No, the Tianwu Army and the Anji Army are not many in number, plus after several battles, the losses are heavy, and the remaining soldiers can be easily identified, plus the only ones who can use fast horses to transmit news are Baizhandu, and the sentinels of Baizhan have already come back one by one, which can basically rule out the possibility of traitors in the army." Ye Yingwu knew what Su Liu Yi meant in his words, "And since these three thousand elites went north, the sentinels of the Hundred Battles Capital have been placed far away, and it stands to reason that even if someone inquires, they should be discovered・・・・・・ so there is only one possibility, that is, Ashu is not as easy to deal with as we imagined, and the battle of Macheng is not so much that we won, but that Ashu missed." ”

Although Ye Yingwu barely defeated Ashu, he never dared to underestimate one of the commanders of the last Mongol Song Dynasty, after all, he was able to get Kublai Khan's appreciation and trust, and led 170,000 generals who besieged Xiangyang for ten years by the Mongolian army adapted from the defeated generals, and he must not be good at it.

Su Liuyi subconsciously gasped: "Then what should I do now, the arrow is on the bow, I have to send it!" ”

"Later, the soldiers should not be in a hurry, and they should properly store their strength." Ye Yingwu said slowly, his eyes shuttling in the bleak smoke and rain, "The only way now is to take one step at a time, even if Ah Shu is like a god, I am afraid he can't expect what the outcome of the battle above the Han River will be, and he can't expect when this army of death will suddenly appear in front of him・・・・・・ like this, Jiang Tie!" ”

Jiang Tie, who had been standing there quietly like a sculpture, hurriedly responded: "The end will be!" ”

"A hundred battles cannot be rested, the road ahead must be tightly sealed, and any Tartar scouts will be killed! Another 200 soldiers will be drawn to cooperate with you, but keep in mind that while clearing the way for the army, you must not startle the snakes, and tell your brothers to watch their own safety, understand? Ye Yingwu commanded coldly, his eyes flashing with sharp brilliance.

"Obey!" Jiang Tie's heart was hot, and he hurriedly responded and turned around.

Looking at Jiang Tie's figure across the horse, even a brave general like Su Liuyi, who had experienced countless battlefields, couldn't help but sigh: "The envoy is really a discerning talent, such a talent who commands the cavalry and scouts, and I don't know that the envoy is excavated from that corner." ”

Ye Yingwu's face turned red, and he said with a smile: "General Su, can you not call 'make you' and 'make you', it sounds really ・・・・・・ according to you, I don't know if you and I are brothers?" ”

Su Liuyi was not the kind of person who was vain and wronged and took his superiors and subordinates very seriously, so he smiled at the moment: "Why not, this 'General Su' does sound a little grinding ears, so the old brother will shamelessly call 'Brother Ye Xian' first." ”

"Brother Su has infinite energy to fight for the country, where does this 'old' start?" Ye Yingwu said with a smile, there was no restraint in his words.

Seeing that this little brother was also a man of temperament, Su Liuyi was moved by emotion in his heart, but he could only smile and nod his head and say nothing more.

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Dong Wenbing's sailor finally appeared downstream, and I have to say that this is also an old and cunning guy, even if Ah Shu is on the shore, he said that he will not give half of his credit to Zhang Rongshi. After a big battle with Zhang Rongshi, the two Huaishui divisions had already lost a lot, and the soldiers were tired and there was a shortage of arrows.

I have to say that Dong Wenbing's naval division appeared at a very good time, at this time Xia Song was leading the main forces of the two Huaishui divisions to besiege the remnants of Zhang Rongshi, and the distance between him and the three large building ships commanded by Zhang Shijie was very far, and there was no question of cooperation at all. So this means that in front of Dong Wenbing's hundreds of large and small warships, Zhang Shijie only has more than 20 reserved warships and three large building ships.

Although it is tracing the river, the speed of these hundred warships is very fast, and although the weapons such as bed crossbows and fireball crossbows carried on their ships are still a little different from those of the two Huai sailors in terms of accuracy and range, they are already many times stronger than the Mongolian sailors under the command of Zhang Rongshi.

"Hold the line!" Zhang Shijie strode up to the ship's building, pressing his hand on the hilt of his sword and shouting angrily.

The more than 20 ships of the two Huai Naval Divisions, including Meng Chong and medium-sized building boats, slowly retreated against the current, and at the same time quickly opened their bows and set arrows. And the fireboat carried by the building boat was also put down, just waiting for an order to go straight down the river to the Mongolian sailors, you must know that this Han water is not as narrow as the big river, the river surface is much narrower, the Mongolian sailors came to help in a hurry, and the formation is very chaotic, so once the fireboat attack is successful, Zhang Shijie can breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the flagship, which should have been the backbone, did not turn around and go downstream to meet the more than twenty warships that were slowly retreating, but continued to sail upstream without saying a word! Zhang Shijie was shocked and quickly ordered the herald to drive a small boat to make contact, these three building ships were already overstretched in command, Fan Wenhu knew that the situation was urgent, why did he not give the order to go upstream? !

"Ignore him for now, go all out!" Although he was puzzled and even angry in his heart, Zhang Shijie couldn't be distracted, and on another ship, a white-haired old man silently tidied up his clothes, and walked up to the ship without fear in the awe-inspiring eyes of the soldiers!

The column of water set off by the fireball crossbow surged in front of Zhang Shijie's ship, and the water droplets splashed, and the white waves were surging. More dense arrows roared and flew on the surface of the river, and the ferocious firepower of Dong Wenbing's sailors really caught the two Huai sailors off guard, and almost half of the more than 20 warships in front were damaged in the first round of fire.

The smoke and waves are bursting, and the blood stains the Han water!

"General Qiyu, Master Fan said that the Tartar Naval Division is powerful, so it is better to go north to Xiangfan to avoid it for the time being, and the decisive battle here will inevitably suffer losses, and the gains outweigh the losses. The brothers on the flagship seemed to be reluctant, but Master Fan ・・・・・・ helplessly, "The herald is still neat, and in a moment he has already rushed back to Zhang Shijie's ship, in the sound of the waves, his voice seems small but so heavy."

Escaped, Fan Wenhu didn't let go of a single arrow, didn't fire a single arrow, and found such a high-sounding excuse to run away directly! The soldiers on the ship who didn't say a word looked at the commander, who had always been gentle and elegant, and had the reputation of "Confucian general", gritted his teeth, and actually broke the railing on the ship!

"Fan Wenhu, you are so bold!" Zhang Shijie's tiger eyes were congested, and he let the water column rise to the sky beside him, at this time, Zhang Shijie couldn't wait to turn around and behead Fan Wenhu, who was bold and abandoned countless brothers!

Runaway general, runaway general, if Ye Yingwu is here, because he already knows Fan Wenhu's personality, he may not be surprised, but now the soldiers of the two Huaishui divisions who have seen the true colors of this Fan for the first time are furious!

This brilliant Song Dynasty, what is the use of this person?!

Perhaps he already knew the reason, but on the boat on one side, the white-haired old man looked up to the sky and sighed, his thin body crumbling.

Suddenly there were countless sounds of killing behind him, Zhang Shijie looked back meaningfully, Xia Song, who had already exterminated the remnants of Zhang Rongshi's sailors, did not hesitate to lead the ships under his command to surround Fan Wenhu's ship, and the other warships rushed to support, and the red flags full of arrows shot through the holes left behind were hunting and dancing on the bows of the ships.

"Put!" Zhang Shijie's eyes were split, and he shouted angrily.

The two ships of the building angrily poured arrows at the Mongolian sailors who had killed them with a thunderous momentum, and the remnants of the two Huai sailors did not hesitate to desperately think of attacking the Mongolian warships closest to them.

Several fireships also went down the river with the huge arrows fired from the ship, and the raging fire burned on the ship, and the wind howled, rolling up waves of heat. Still aware of the killer weapon of the Song Army's sailors, Dong Wenbing, who was almost victorious, gave the order quite calmly.

The medium-sized building ships in the Mongolian naval division calmly advanced forward, constantly firing fireball crossbows, intercepting and detonating one after another on the way, while more Meng Chong and Walking Boat interspersed and swam between the building ships, strangling all the Song ships that were still resisting at the end!

One by one, the fireships sank in the dense rain of arrows, and more Mongolian naval warships went up the river step by step, and took advantage of this effort to calmly adjust their formation, striving to pour all their firepower on the two largest ships at once.

Zhang Shijie held the broken railing, let the wind blow his sideburns, blow his cloak, countless soldiers were running on the boat, bed crossbows, fireball crossbows were also trying their best to wind. Behind him, perhaps realizing that even escaping was wishful thinking, or perhaps directly being hijacked by Xia Song's strong and powerful hostage, Fan Wenhu's ship had to turn around and quickly sail towards this side with Xia Song's warship.

"Commander, do you want to raise the flag?" A general hurried over and said to the figure standing in the wind.

Zhang Shijie nodded, and inadvertently looked over, the white-haired old man on the boat opposite was like an eternal statue, standing there without moving. This old man is really iron-clad.

"Boom!" The whole building ship suddenly trembled violently, that was the reason why the fireball crossbow fired from the opposite side hit the hull, and the soldiers on the building ship did not hesitate at all, and the arrows that had just been wound were shot at the menacing Mongolian sailor warship.

Billowing fireworks shrouded the ship, although the fire was not big, but because in the confrontation just now, most of the wood on the warship had been stained with water, and it was naturally thick smoke when it burned. And in the smoke, a flag representing authority slowly rose, flying side by side with Zhang Shijie's flag in the wind.

The banner of the two Huai Sailors was in critical condition, and Zhang Shijie did not hesitate to raise the flag of the Sailor Division, which symbolized the flagship.

At the same time, the flag on the Van Van Tiger ship slowly fell.

"Rescue Flagship!" The drums of the other building boat were high, and the old man who looked thin didn't know where the strength came from, and he actually made a louder sound than the drum! Although Cheng Yuanfeng is an out-and-out civil servant, at such a critical moment, he also has the vision to see what role Zhang Shijie's flagship has, the flagship is there, the morale is there, and the most powerful sailor of the Huanghuang Great Song Dynasty still has the strength to fight!

Hearing the order of the supervising army, the officers and soldiers on the ship did not hesitate, and drove the ship obliquely in front of Zhang Shijie's ship, the bow and crossbow on the side of the ship roared angrily, and countless arrows swept across the water with the constant sound of waves, sweeping the arrogant Mongolian sailor ship in front.

The standing up of this building ship attracted almost all the attention of the Mongolian warships, and the dense arrows then smashed mercilessly in the front and rear of Cheng Yuanfengza's ship, and many of them were straight hits, not only setting off the sky-high flames and billowing smoke, but also swept across the deck, causing countless casualties among the Song sergeants.

Xia Song's warships had already arrived, but the arrows on the ship were almost used, not to mention that they were all medium-sized building ships, and their firepower was far from catching up with the large building ships, so dozens of warships rushed over, and only Fan Wenhu's ship could provide some help.

Looking at the Mongolian sailors who also suffered a lot of losses in front of him, but still stubbornly charged, Zhang Shijie smiled coldly, just with these, he wanted to defeat my two Huai sailors, it was really wishful thinking!

And it seems that he has sensed that the battlefield on the river is still in a stalemate, Ah Shu unexpectedly led the cavalry that had recovered a lot of vitality to abandon the camp on the shore, and the whole army went north along the river bank, the horses galloped, and in a moment it was almost out of the sight of the two Huai water divisions.

Looking back, the riverbank was already empty, Zhang Shijie, Xia Song and Cheng Yuanfeng seemed to understand something in their hearts, and shouted at the same time that it was not good! What exactly Ashu wanted to do was now obvious.

Attacking the west, he would rather sacrifice two sailors than drag the two Huai sailors to the death, and then his own large army can easily leave from the upstream on the previously collected civilian boats, or even retreat with his whole body, and the camp on the shore before was just a well-planned lie, which successfully deceived all the Song army generals, making them think that Ah Shu did not plan to cross the Han River in other places in other ways.

Zhang Shijie and the others repented, but it was too late, and Dong Wenbing's sailor on the opposite side fought with them on a par, so naturally there was no possibility of getting rid of it easily.

Once you let Na Ah Shu cross the Han River, it will really be a waste of all your previous achievements!

This Ah Shu, who is really as brave as the sea, dares to make such a dangerous move.