In the south of Xingzhou City, the cavalry of the cowardly Xue army galloped, rolling smoke and dust.

"Here come the fish!" A Song army commander lying in the wild grass spit out the grass roots in his mouth.

In front of him and behind him, several Song soldiers were already slowly pulling the ropes in their hands. When Ali Hague came galloping with the cavalry, the commander who had been excellent and wandering before suddenly shouted: "Drag! ”

One after another tripping horse rope from the road at the same time, if it weren't for Ali Hague's quick eyes, the crotch war horse is Kublai Khan's imperial gift, and even a divine horse, at the moment can jump from the triphorse rope, I am afraid that the first to fall off the horse is his commander, but the cowardly Xue army behind him is not so lucky, a row of cavalry almost screamed and fell at the same time.

"Southern Barbarian!" A centurion roared, his saber swinging at the Song sergeant who was close at hand.

"Crossbowman, suppress." On the hillside not far away, Yin Yu stood up and shouted coldly.

Dense arrows roared and flew into the air from the front and back of the hillside, but Yin Yu still thought that these cowardly soldiers were too simple, although they were no longer the ancestors who followed Genghis Khan to pacify Eurasia, but they were still the strongest existence in this land.

The sabers easily picked off the flying arrows, and all the cowardly Xue cavalry skillfully scattered in all directions, like wolves on the grassland, dodging the oncoming arrows like the wind, while quickly picking up their bows and arrows, aiming at the Song crossbowmen near and far.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yin Yu's mouth, and he waved his hand suddenly, the Tianwu Army crossbowmen did not mean to shoot at the Mongolian cavalry, but quickly pushed back, and the shield bearers who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward in turn to cover, and the Mongolian cavalry was in a hurry for a while, and the arrows shot were only scattered on the hillside, and they did not hurt a few people.

Taking advantage of the kung fu of dodging the arrows just now, those Tianwu soldiers who controlled the stumbling horse rope also retreated calmly, leaving no corpses behind. Looking at the dozens of sons and daughters under his command who died in battle, Ali Hague suddenly wanted to grit his teeth.

"The Mongolian Tatars move very quickly, and the title of the first strongest Mongolian army of the cowardly Xue Army is worthy of the name," lying in a depression farther away, Jiang Hao, the commander of the four compartments of the Tianwu Army, said coldly, "Lao Tzu doesn't have the leisure to fight with you, so many days the good sons of the martial army can't die in this Gwangju, there are still great mountains and rivers waiting for them in the north." ”

Lu Xiufu, who was lying beside him, said with some surprise: "The Cowardly Xue Army is not bad as the first strong army of the Mongolian Tartars, and the Tianwu Army is also recognized as the first strong army of the Great Song Dynasty, why don't you want to compete with them today." This is not your character, and if you let the envoys know, they must be shocked. ”

Jiang Hao said with some pride: "Of course we want to compete, but we didn't come out this time to deal with these two thousand cowardly Xue troops, but to drink celebration wine with Senior Brother Song Rui under Luodu City, where can we do our best in the first battle." What's more, to deal with these stupid hats who haven't seen the power of the Flying Thunder Cannon, there is no need for the brothers to fight hard with their swords and guns. ”

After thinking about it, Jiang Hao pointed to the hillside in front of him: "Because so-and-so is really not Lao Yin's opponent in such a small trick, otherwise he wouldn't be so self-aware and leave it alone with Brother Lu." ”

Lu Xiufu couldn't help but laugh helplessly, when did even Jiang Hao, who originally only knew how to blindly rush forward to kill, become reasonable. But now Lu Xiufu doesn't care about praising or criticizing the obviously triumphant Jiang Hao, after all, there is still a cowardly Xue Jun in front of him.

Staring intently at the battle situation in front of him, Jiang Hao did not forget to explain Yin Yu's arrangement to Lu Xiufu in a low voice: "Lao Yin is playing with the Mongolian Tatars this time, you see that the slopes are full of crossbowmen, the Mongolian Tatar cavalry is forward, the crossbowmen retreat, the spearmen are in front of the condescending defense, plus the heavy armored soldiers are attacking from both sides; And once the Mongol Tatars retreated, they were able to shoot a burst of arrows over their heads and faces. So although don't look at the small slope of this mountain, no one will pay attention to it, but it is the place where this cowardly Xue army, who claims to be a 'strong army', is buried! ”

Ali Hague also faintly sensed that something was wrong, because the heavily armored soldiers of the Southern Barbarians had already appeared on both wings, and the huge axes were no different from the ordinary Mongolian cavalry, and the Song spearmen of the brigade firmly controlled the high place, and the Mongolian cavalry was simply wishful thinking to attack the hillside.

"Spread out, retreat!" Since he had lost the lead, and it was obvious that the southern barbarians had been waiting for a long time, Ali Hague simply retreated directly, so as not to let the two thousand cowardly Xue Junerlang die in the wilderness south of this Gwangju city in an unknown way, and he would inevitably end up with the same reputation as Muhuali.

The general of the defeated army is extremely humiliating, but in the end it is better than the general of the whole army.

"It's not that easy to run." Yin Yu pulled out his saber, "The flying thunder cannon bombarded forward, erected the flag, and the sons and daughters of each compartment have reached the juncture of victory or defeat, follow a certain rush, and defeat the enemy in one battle!" ”

Countless red flags symbolizing the Tianwu Army appeared up and down the hillside at the same time, and the Tianwu Army, which had been in ambush for a long time in the east, south, and west directions of Gwangju City, roared and roared to the nearest Mongolian Tatars in the sound of war drums.

Even if it is the strongest cowardly Xue army in Mongolia, the Tianwu army is not afraid of you, so it is better to distinguish which one is stronger and which is weaker.

Jiang Hao also stood up in the depression: "Tianwu soldiers, follow a certain rush!" ”

Although there were only seven or eight hundred Tianwu soldiers in the depression, when Jiang Hao rushed to the front first, none of them lagged behind, and they actually rushed into the panicked cowardly Xue army in front of Yin Yu.

Maybe for other Song troops, these two thousand Mongolian cowardly Xue army cavalry can be used as two 10,000 teams, but for the Tianwu army, especially the Tianwu army that is in full swing in the first battle of the Northern Expedition, they are just 2,000 lambs to be slaughtered!

Ali Hague took a breath of cool air lightly, there were so many people in the southern barbarians, and they were so powerful, especially their kind of firearms that constantly exploded bombarded the only official road outside Gwangju City, so that Ali Hague had no choice but to take two or three hundred cavalry to tear a bloody road and rush into the wasteland where the grass was not over the war horses.

"If you want to run, how can it be so easy!" A Song Jun Marquis looked at the Mongolian cavalry that was getting closer and closer, sighed in a low voice, and looked at the plainclothes man who was standing next to him who was more nervous and excited than himself, "Mr. Chen, don't panic, even if this thing doesn't work, the brothers can chop these lone Mongolian Tartars into pieces, and our Tianwu Army has never confessed to the Mongolian Tartars!" ”

Mr. Chen is Chen Yuanliang, this is the first time this scholar in the mountains of Fujian has seen actual combat, and he no longer knows whether to be frightened or excited when he sees such a bloody scene.

The Northern Expedition, the first battle of the Tianwu Army's Northern Expedition, was a hearty victory.

Ali Hague urged the war horse, and it was getting closer and closer to this side.

Almost subconsciously, Chen Yuanliang and the Marquis of Song Jun Yu glanced at each other, and shouted at the same time: "Do it!" ”

"Southern Barbarian!" A Mongolian centurion in front of Ali Hague looked in horror at the Song soldiers who suddenly appeared in the waist-deep barren grass in front of them, as well as the swarthy things in the hands of those Song soldiers.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the Mongolian centurion fell from his horse.

Chen Yuanliang let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

As if they were captured by this sound, the Mongolian cavalry around Ali Hague was stunned. What was going on just now, why did the Song sergeant just gesture at the centurion, made a noise, and let him fall off his horse? What the hell is the copper pipe in the soldier's hand?

At this moment, several explosions sounded sporadically, and shouts came from far and near: "General, go quickly, we don't have many rockets, it's difficult to support!" ”

(Author's note: Mongolia also has imitation firearms, such as the more primitive rocket, that is, the gunpowder pack tied to the bow and arrow, so that the range can be increased, small explosions can be made, Genghis Khan used in the west, but compared with the Southern Song Dynasty, there are still many gaps in firearms.) ）

Zhao Bi, it turned out to be Zhao Bi, the Han cultural official who he thought was the most unreliable?! Ali Hague came back to his senses, and took advantage of the fact that the Song soldiers were in a hurry to pump their horses quickly by this sudden rocket, and as for the Mongolian cavalry around him, they had already taken care of it.

I will escape first, and then I must explain to the Great Khan that the Southern Barbarians have another terrible firearm, as if it can attract the wrath of the people, so that whoever dies has to die.

Looking at Ali Hague, who fled quickly, and the Mongolian cavalry surrounded by the Song army that caught up behind, Chen Yuanliang looked at the new firearm that killed the Mongolian centurion just now with some anger and pity: "If it weren't for the fact that this firearm is only available now, I wouldn't have let that Mongolian Tartar run away just now!" ”

"Don't be sad, sir, the brethren will chop him up sooner or later." That Song Jun Yu Marquis recovered from the power released by this firearm, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Chen Yuanliang, and still imagined that if the entire Tianwu Army had one such firearm at that time, he would be afraid of what kind of Mongolian Tartar he was!

God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, and the Tianwu Army can rush to the grassland now.

"No matter what, this battle was won after all." Jiang Hao slowly rode his horse over, the two hundred Mongolian cavalry had been surrounded by thousands of Song soldiers, and he no longer needed to worry about it, as the commander of the Tianwu Army, General Jiang's appetite had unconsciously increased, and he had disdained to go into battle with such a small fight.

After all, the wound on his back that almost cost him his life did not allow Jiang Ho to always charge forward as usual.

Lu Xiufu walked beside Jiang Hao, looked at the inside and outside of Gwangju City, which had calmed down, and said softly: "From now on, our Northern Expedition has also begun. ”

Jiang Hao, Yin Yu and the others glanced at each other, even Yin Yu, who had a steady personality and even tended to be conservative, his body trembled a little.

Northern Expedition, our Northern Expedition!

At the end of February of the third year of the Great Song Dynasty, the deputy envoy of the Great Song Dynasty along the river, Lu Xiufu, the governor of Xingzhou, and the four compartments of the Tianwu Army commanded Jiang Hao to lead the Tianwu army to cross the river and attack Guangzhou.

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Lin'an, the West Lake is hazy and rainy.

The private room on the second floor of Xichun Building.

"Ye Yingwu's third move has already fallen on the chessboard," Weng Yinglong said softly, looking at Chen Yizhong, who was sitting opposite him, "Tianwu Jun is the old foundation of Ye Yingwu's family, and now he has also gone north, which shows that Ye Yingwu really intends to go all out this time." ”

Chen Yizhong picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, looking out the window immersed in the smoke and rain of the West Lake scenery: "This is also expected, after all, for Ye Yingwu, if there is no opportunity in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no way to really snatch it from Xianggong, and if there is anything to expand to the south, he can't let him kill all the way to Dali, so he can only grab the territory in the hands of the Mongolian Tatars." ”

"Is this a land grab?" Weng Yinglong said in slight surprise, I don't know why Chen Yizhong was so indifferent, "If you count Huaidong Li to appease and Sichuan Shu Gao to appease, this is the four-way Northern Expedition, the Great Song Dynasty has not been able to send troops like this in the past hundred years since the establishment of Yannandu, even when Duanping entered Luo, it was just a three-way Northern Expedition, Ye Yingwu made such a big move, it always made a certain heart feel uneasy." After all, this Ye Yingwu is not a simple character, if he really uses the Northern Expedition to make a name for himself, or the Northern Expedition is really ・・・・・・"

Weng Yinglong is not groundless, because now with Ye Yingwu's fall step by step, the Mongolian Tatars in the north are obviously exhausted, and the Nanyang area has been completely controlled by the Song army, which is the first time that the Song army has opened up the land of Nanyang since Duanping entered Luo.

Chen Yizhong slowly put down the teacup and replied calmly: "Why is Xianggong Weng so anxious, you must know that in the hands of the Taishi now, except for the Lin'an Forbidden Army, it is difficult to control a single soldier, even the Jiaozhou Navy Division, who was loyal to the Taishi before, has now been wiped out, so whether it is the Taishi, or you and me, now we can only resign ourselves to fate, getting rid of Ye Yingwu is already a fool's dream, if you want to maintain the room for undefeat, you can balance him in the court, but there is still a glimmer of possibility." ”

"You mean・・・・・・" Weng Yinglong took a light breath, "You are also suspicious of the ・・・・・・ between the Taishi and the Mongolian Tartars"

"The wall has ears, Weng Xianggong." Chen Yizhong said softly, but then nodded definitely, "Be careful, be careful!" ”

Weng Yinglong's face changed slightly, and he understood, since he was now suspicious of Jia Yidao, then there must be an agent of the Imperial City Division around him, and when the time comes, it will be inevitable that Jia Xiang's guild will take extraordinary measures against him. In an instant, Weng Yinglong felt a cold swish on his neck, and he didn't know if it was because of fear in his heart, or because there happened to be wind and rain on his face.

However, he still calmed down, and after a moment of silence, he reached out and dipped some tea, gently wrote the word "Lin'an" on the table, and immediately looked at Chen Yizhong.

Chen Yizhong nodded solemnly, and also dipped his fingers in the tea and lightly wrote the word "water" under the word "Lin'an".

"Shhh Weng Yinglong took a cool breath.

Just as the door was pushed open, a shopkeeper came over with a steaming plate of West Lake vinegar carp, and looked at Chen Yizhong and Weng Yinglong with some suspicion. Chen Yizhong's eyes were quick, and he pressed on the three words with one hand, fortunately, the three words written just now were not big, so they could barely cover it, Chen Yizhong seemed to be fine, and pointed out the window with a smile:

"Weng Xianggong, you look at the picturesque landscape of this West Lake, it is really beautiful, I wonder if Weng Xianggong has any poems that can be recited, so that the little brother can open his eyes?"

The shopkeeper had a relaxed look on his face, put down the dish gently, and then bowed away. Weng Yinglong said unhurriedly: "A certain thing is not as good as Brother Quan, this poetry and song is not something that can be easily obtained." ”

Chen Yizhong smiled and waved his hand: "Xianggong Weng has won the award, the younger brother is not talented, but he does not have such skills, you and I still eat and drink, and do such ordinary things!" ”

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw that the other party's originally tense expression finally eased down, Chen Yizhong sat back in the chair first, pointed at Weng Yinglong, and then pointed at himself, and shook his head with a wry smile, obviously wanting to say that he really guessed just now, not only the problem of the wall having ears.

Weng Yinglong shrugged helplessly, Jia Xianggong is such a suspicious person, and it is really "honored" that he has such a master.

With this moment just now, the two of them didn't dare to speak, they just buried their heads in eating, and even the famous pot of Fengle wine was not in the mood to taste it, as if even the world-famous West Lake vinegar carp tasted like chewing wax in their mouths. (To be continued.) )