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Compared with the Tianwu Army, which was entangled with the Mongolian cavalry, and the Sichuan and Shu Army, which had nowhere to hide in front of the trebuchet, the Shence Army was definitely the most lucky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Since the sudden start of the war, the Ming Dynasty has been more or less attacked by the Mongols in Lianghuai and Sichuan and Shu, and they are the only remaining Mongolian forces that can handle it. But after all, the elite in Kublai Khan's hands is limited, and it is used in Lianghuai and Sichuanshu, so naturally he can only take a defensive position here in Heluo.

Mongolia honestly does not move, but it does not mean that the Ming Dynasty does not move, Wang Jin and Tang Zhen have been eager to try in Yingchang Mansion for a long time, after all, Yingchang Mansion is the northernmost state capital facing Heluo, and there is nothing wrong with saying that it is the south gate of Heluo, they have already touched the gate of Heluo, but they have to stare dryly and watch, the Shence army is naturally very angry, and they have long held their breath and want to find Mongolian Tartars to compete well, after all, it is definitely the credit of the world to kill Heluo, who is not greedy?

Having received the Huaibei war, Wang Jin left Yang Shouming's Jinghu army to face Jinzhou to deter Liu Quan, and then led the main force of the Shence army from Yingchang Mansion to Yique, of course, Wang Jin was eager to enter Heluo, but it was not to the point of losing his mind, and deliberately pulled out the right carriage to face Bianliang.

Because the big river north of Bianliang is the main passage for the Mongolian cavalry to go south, Wang Jin has not yet been bold enough to lead a lone army of Shence to cut off this lifeline, and then he is likely to face a comprehensive counterattack of the main force of the Mongolian cavalry in the north and south, not to mention that compared with Bianliang, Luoyang is dangerous on all sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack, can advance or retreat, and is more suitable for attacking first.

If you want to attack Luoyang from Yingchang Mansion, you must pass through Yique, Que, Menye, the ancients used this name to describe the two opposite green mountains located in the south of Luoyang City, the two green mountains stand on the field, just like Xingtian used Ganqi to split a gap between the two mountains, and Yishui is slowly flowing between the two mountains, rippling with clear waves. If you want to advance to Luoyang City, you need to pass through Yique.

And it is precisely because of the big river in the north, the Tiger Prison Pass in the east, the Hangu Pass in the west and the Yique in the south that Luoyang City will become a place where it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the royal spirit gathers. It is precisely because Luoyang is the ancient capital of all dynasties and is regarded as the extension of the dragon vein in Guanzhong to the Central Plains, so when Emperor Yang of Sui set the capital Luoyang, he changed the name of Yique and called it "Longmen", and later generations also preferred to use this name with royal dragon spirit to call these two mountains.

During the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the countries that walked around the horses and watched the lanterns were generally in Luoyang, and they also liked to build Buddhist grottoes in this Longmen, which made the Longmen Grottoes large in scale and rare in the world.

In the northern wilderness of the harsh winter, although there is no snow, the barren grass and stiff land still make people feel the desolation and dilapidation of this place where soldiers must fight for many years after not experiencing war, especially at this time, Yishui is frozen, and there is no ripple in spring and summer.

"You two go ahead and have a look." Climbing up a big rock, Huo Liang pointed to the top of the mountain and said, holding the sword in his hand all the time.

Since the Shence army went north, there has not been a trace of a Mongolian Tartar, and now they have advanced to less than ten miles away from Yique, Wang Jin finally couldn't hold it back, and ordered the front compartment to be sure to investigate the enemy's situation. And as the front compartment of the striker, they did not dare to slack off, or they were also confused and depressed along the way, after all, the brothers were gearing up and killing violently, but they couldn't punch the cotton, and even if they didn't make a bloody achievement, they would be laughed at by other troops, especially the Tianwu Army, which has always prided itself as the first strong force of the Ming Dynasty.

This is also why Huo Liang, a front-chamber Du Yuhou, actually personally led people to Yique to investigate the situation, after all, the Mongolian Tatars wanted to block the attack of the Shence army, and this Yique was already the last line of defense, so it was impossible to have no defenses here.

However, before the two soldiers behind him could climb the rock, a black shadow burst out and ran towards a higher place. Huo Liang's pupils subconsciously contracted, although the person was wearing homespun clothes, he was carrying a blade on his body, and he didn't need to think about his identity to know.

"Chase!" Before Huo Liang gave the order, the two Yu Marquis who followed had already pounced, and the soldiers behind also reacted and followed.

Unexpectedly, this Mongolian sentry was quite flexible, and before the two Yu Marquis, who were also among the best in the front compartment, caught up with him, they had already climbed to the top of the mountain with three times and five divided by two, and then shouted: "The southern barbarians are about to go up the mountain!" ”

Huo Liang was stunned, and immediately realized that it was not good, the black pressed figure had appeared from the hillside, and dense arrows were whistling along the wind. The soldiers who were struggling to climb up were caught off guard, and they fell down from the slope of the mountain one after another, and Huo Liang was quick to pull the two soldiers closest to him and shrank under the rock: "Fire thistle!" ”

The two soldiers nodded, because it was Du Yuhou who personally led the team, just in case, they both carried firearms, one of them lit the fire with a trembling hand, and the other untied the thistle hanging on his waist.

The small firearm was ignited, Huo Liang saw that the two of them were a little hesitant, and hurriedly grabbed it, not caring about the arrow flying overhead, he stood up and threw the thistle terrestris. The flames flashed on the mountainside, the smoke and dust billowed out, and several Mongolian soldiers who rushed in front were immediately knocked to the ground.

"Delay as much as you can!" Huo Lianglang shouted, although he didn't know how many of these Mongolian Tatars there were, but looking at the arrows flying overhead, he also knew that he was in big trouble, or that the ambush of the Mongolian Tatars here had finally been recognized.

The Tianwu soldiers behind him quickly hid in the barren grass and rocks, although the number of crossbowmen holding the divine arm crossbow was not large, but they were still trying their best to pull the trigger on the many figures near and far. There was a shout from among the Mongols, but they did not know what language it was, and they could not hear it clearly.

However, Huo Liang is also a veteran of several wars, unlike Wang Jin and those who rely on their relationship with Ye Yingwu to "ascend to the sky in one step", his exploits are cut by himself with a knife and a gun, and he has participated in a lot of these small-scale conflicts, and at the moment he saw through that the general commanded by the Mongols wanted to make a feint head-on, and after letting the crossbowmen suppress as much as possible, the rest of the people surrounded him from both sides.

Looking from the cracks in the stones, Huo Liang counted three or four hundred of these Mongolian Tatars, but there were only more than twenty people around him, and there were many who were injured and killed by an arrow just now, and only seven or eight people who could really rely on him were close to the left.

For Huo Liang, this is enough, after all, the strength of their opponent just now Huo Liang already knew a little in his heart, this is definitely not the main force of Mongolia, otherwise it would be good to have two or three living mouths left after that arrow, nine times out of ten it is Mongolia's local defense team, similar to the Ming Dynasty's Xiang Army and even the Township Army, and the Tianwu Army, a strong army honed by big waves and sands, is not at the same level at all.

After all, Huo Liang didn't need to defeat them, he just had to delay until the army arrived.

"Now the top of the mountain is in their hands, condescending, we are too dangerous, now a certain number of three, rushing towards the top of the mountain together, at this moment the Tartar crossbowmen are on the mountainside, and they are attracted by our people, and they don't care about the three of us at all." Huo Liang lowered his voice and ordered, "Once you rush to the position where you are going to be at the distance, throw the thistle terrestris!" ”

Although the two soldiers were on the battlefield for the first time, they had also been trained like hell by the Tianwu Army, especially being able to be selected to serve as scouts, which showed that their individual soldier abilities were good. What's more, the two of them can also see that they are outnumbered, and they are desperate anyway, so it is better to gamble with Du Yu.

"Move!" Huo Liang snorted suddenly, and the two of them rushed out at the same time, and Huo Liang glanced back at the Mongolian crossbowman who was shooting back and forth with his own crossbowman, took a light breath, and rushed out with him.

Jumping up to a nearby mountain rock, Huo Liang rolled into the grass, pulled out the firearm from his waist, and skillfully filled the gunpowder, fortunately there was no snow on Heluo's side, otherwise the gunpowder would have to be damp. The other two soldiers, though cautious, caught the attention of several Mongols on the top of the hill, but there were no crossbowmen among them, so they could only shout to their companions while clenching their blades.

After all, there were only two people who came up, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

The two soldiers took two more steps forward, and their figures sank into the rubble. The Mongolian soldiers on the top of the mountain looked at each other in surprise, gritted their teeth and carefully went down, there is actually no road on this mountain, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, once you accidentally step on the air, it is very likely to roll down the hillside directly.

However, before they could get close to the pile of rocks, the two fire-thistles had already flown out and exploded in the air, and several people were knocked to the ground by the explosion, and the two soldiers rushed out with their knives in their hands, and hacked to death several Mongolian soldiers who were covered in bruises.

"Ahh Another Mongolian soldier suddenly rushed out from behind the stone, but before the knife in his hand could slash the nearest Ming soldier, a muffled sound came out from behind, and Huo Liang had already lit the fire and tore the man's back violently. Plugging in the firearm casually, Huo Liang didn't look at the Mongolian soldiers who had not yet fallen to the ground, and ran to the top of the mountain.

The Mongolian crossbowmen had already spotted these people, but before they could pull the trigger, Huo Liang had already pushed a large rock on the mountain to roll down, and the already scattered formation of the Mongolian soldiers was suddenly scattered, and shouts were heard all over the mountain.

But after all, there were still many Mongols, and soon the Ming soldiers on the mountainside had fallen to the ground, and on the entire mountain, only Huo Liang and three people were on the top of the mountain.

The arrow hit the stone, Huo Liang sighed softly, this time it was more than lucky. And the two soldiers also nervously raised the Pu knife in their hands, even if they died here, they had to drag two pads!

Just when the three of them looked at each other wordlessly, ready to fight, the war horses neighed, and the Mongolian Tartars all over the mountain shouted in panic. Huo Liang was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at it, the red dragon flag was fluttering, and hundreds of cavalry in the front compartment had already arrived first, and between heaven and earth, the black and oppressive military columns were like surging black tides.

"It's finally here." Huo Liang slowly lowered his blade.

On the twenty-first day of December in the third year of Xianchun in the Ming Dynasty, the Shence army broke through Yique, and the soldiers pointed directly at the city of Luoyang!

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"Rush!" With a knife in his hand, Zan Wanshou was the first to crash into the panicked Mongol soldiers.

The most dangerous place in Mianzhu Pass is this Lutou Mountain, even if it breaks through the pass, it is difficult to break through the Lutou Mountain, there is still no way to gain a foothold on the pass, after all, from the top of the mountain, even if there is any action on the pass, it will be hit.

And Zhang Jue's tactics were very simple, let go of Mianzhu Pass, rely on the steep terrain and rugged roads of Lutou Mountain, and at the same time rely on Lutou Mountain to try his best to consume Mongolian troops in the lanes of Mianzhu Pass. I have to say that this seems to be a bloody and simple method, but it played an unexpected role, these Mongolian soldiers are obviously very unsuitable for fighting on the narrow streets, coupled with the short stature of the Sichuan and Shu army soldiers, come and go freely, and arrange a large number of crossbowmen inside and outside the houses on both sides of the street, so the Mongolian soldiers suffered heavy casualties, leaving behind thousands of corpses, and even twice almost did not even hold the Mianzhu Pass that had just been taken.

The Mongolian generals in the back obviously also discovered this problem, and hurriedly dispatched cavalry to sweep along the streets, and then forced the Han soldiers who were not very high-spirited to go into battle, after all, the sons of the grassland were really inferior to the Han people in the face of such narrow streets, not to mention that these Han family foot soldiers were originally used as cannon fodder, but they didn't expect it to come in handy in this place.

Looking at the Ming soldiers who suddenly rushed out, the Mongolian centurion in the center hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horse, and a cavalryman beside him had already run backwards quickly, wanting to call the cavalry behind for support, but was quickly knocked down by the firecrackers who drilled out from behind a broken wall.

Regardless of whether there were reinforcements, the centurion urged his subordinates to go up, but these Han soldiers showed a hesitant look on their faces, after all, everyone could see the desperate posture of these southern barbarians, not to mention that they were strong men from Hanzhong and northern Sichuan, and these southern barbarians from East and West Sichuan were originally Sichuan people, and they were born from the same root, so they naturally didn't want to see each other.

The centurion was in a hurry, and immediately urged the war horse to rush forward first.

Zan Wanshou sneered, took a step back suddenly, dodged the whistling saber, and then aimed the Pu knife in his hand at the horse's head and slashed down, blood gushed, the short Mongolian horse twitched, and fell to the ground with its master, shaking and rolling smoke. And Zan Wanshou did not hesitate at all, took two steps forward, raised his knife and fell, and had already split the centurion who had not had time to get up in half.

With a "clang", the blade of a Han family soldier fell to the ground. Soon, a group of soldiers of the Han family had already turned around and fled, panicking like lost dogs, hurried like fish that had slipped through the net.

"Kill!" Zan Wanshou didn't rush to chase these soldiers, but just made a look from the people around him, and a group of Ming soldiers just shouted loudly, but they couldn't catch up with these frightened Mongolian Han family sons and daughters in the back.

A group of Mongol cavalry who heard the sound in front of the street came quickly, but to their shock, it was not a fierce enemy that was coming, but panicked members of their own family. Although the Mongol cavalry did not mind waving their sabers when encountering these Han soldiers who escaped from the battle, the streets of this Mianzhu city were really narrow, and by the time the cavalry reacted, these people had already crashed into the horse team, and the entire horse team was immediately scattered.

"Rush over!" Zan Wanshou slammed into a war horse, and actually knocked the war horse two steps away, and the Pu knife in his hand went straight to the cavalry who was hurriedly clutching the reins on horseback.

Seeing that their general was so brave, the rest of the soldiers also rushed in shouting, and in the corner of the street, the stragglers also pulled their crossbows and crossbows in their hands at this time.

Standing on Lutou Mountain, looking at the smoke and dust and the earth-shattering sound of Guancheng, Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and took the initiative to fight street battles to give full play to the advantages of Sichuan and Shu soldiers who were thin and small, flexible in comings and goings, and more importantly, they could give full play to the power of weapons with great close-range lethality such as divine arm crossbows and firearms, and more importantly, because there were their own people in the city, Mongolia did not dare to use the large trebuchet for a while.

Of course, in order to prevent big losses or accidentally let the Mongol Tatars gather and encircle and annihilate them for a while, Zhang Jue and Zan Wanshou did not dare to order an attack on the city gate, which means that as long as Mongolia makes up its mind, this Mianzhu Pass will be lost sooner or later, and now it is just trying their best to delay.

In the meantime, it is necessary to find a way to deal with the sudden appearance of the Mongol Tartar, a powerful trebuchet,

"Send another 200 men to the top, and be sure to guard the street on the right." Zhang Jue patted the shoulder of a commander beside him and said in a deep voice.

This kind of refueling method of warfare is actually a taboo for soldiers, but in the tragic street fighting, it is a way that has to be adopted, and the current time is actually what these Sichuan and Shu soldiers went to and exchanged for blood, so Zhang Jue can no longer waste it.

"Send someone to Chengdu Mansion to ask where the Chinese minister has gone, and in addition, I still have to make it clear to General Gao that we must strengthen the city defense!" Zhang Jue ordered a herald, and then frowned slightly and looked at the battlefield below. (To be continued.) )