Mi Yan dragged his shelf-like body back up to the wall made of logs, and was stunned for a moment, only to see that the outside of the fort was densely packed with ragged Mongols, and they had already set up a posture of impact at any time.

The auxiliary battalion left by Lu Jiu became the absolute main force defending the city, and the border army in Xinping Fort became an auxiliary role, and the combat effectiveness of the auxiliary soldiers was indeed amazing, and under their leadership, they repelled the Mongol attacks more than a dozen times. However, in the last battle, the auxiliary battalion suffered heavy losses, all the officers and deputy battalion officers were killed, and the border troops also suffered heavy casualties, and the morale of the whole fort was extremely low.

The field service team did not admit it this time, and rushed to the front in several battles, sweeping away the arrogance of the previous son, especially led by Mi Yan and Lu Huizhong, the Tartars rushed to the wall several times, and after several battles, they were beheaded more than ten levels, even more than the gains of the soldiers. But at this moment, I am also at a loss, not knowing where the hope is.

The war drums rumbled, the tremors trembled under their feet, and the siege army roared, slowly sweeping towards Xinping Fort like locusts. Mi Yan's pupils contracted suddenly, and Lu Huizhong closed his eyes in despair, it was over, there were less than a thousand people in Xinping Fort who could continue to fight, and the Mongols used the trick of attacking the city with ants, and they had no skills.

"Kill, kill!"

As the Mongols attacked, but what sounded was an authentic sinicization, Lu Huizhong felt that something was wrong, and opened his eyes to look at it, only to notice that the dense siege Mongol troops under the city were actually their Han slaves. Mi Yan also noticed this, the Mongols were already sparsely populated, and the siege of the city had always driven the Han people to take the lead, and the situation outside the fort was also reasonable.

Mi Yan's eyes flashed with a strange light, he knew that it was finally the last moment, but he suddenly said loudly: "Brother Zi'an next year today is the death day of you and me, let's have a good time with Tartar!" The originally thin wrist tightly grasped the Yanling knife that had collapsed.

Lu Huizhong's love was greatly infected by Mi Yan, yes, since he has reached the Jedi, instead of giving up resistance, it is better to fight to the death with the Tartars, and raise his arms and shout, "The fort is here, and the fort is dead!" ”

Later, other people from the field service team chimed in: "Brother Zi'an is right, we have been reading the scriptures since we were children, and we said that we killed ourselves to become benevolent and sacrificed our lives for righteousness, and now we kill the enemy to serve the country, and we are shrouded in horse leather, so we can't get what we want?" ”

But I heard another human: "How are you depressed?" The younger brother still has a pregnant wife at home, and he didn't hear his son call him father, but he was reluctant to die! ”

"What are the depressing words? Serve the country with loyalty! Lao Tzu's life, I don't want it today! ”

The battle is still like this foul language, and the members of the field service team and the soldiers have been together for a long time, and they have naturally been infected.

"The younger brother also thinks so, he is willing to serve the country with this length, why should he be born into the Yumen Pass......"

After a dispute, the low morale suddenly rose, and even the nearby soldiers were infected and followed the grinding of their fists, but they felt that it was too hypocritical for them to chant poems against the great enemies of scholars.

The Mongols outside the fort are getting closer and closer, and the strong atmosphere of death is also imminent.

The mouths of the living beings were dry, Lu Huizhong felt that his palms were full of cold sweat, and Mi Yan's grip on the handle of Yanling's knife also turned pale because of the excessive force.

When Hannu was less than twenty paces away from the wall, the war drums of the Mongol army suddenly became rapid, and the locust-like siege Hannu accelerated and rushed wildly.

"Rush, rush!"

All the cannons in Xinping Fort were blown up, the arrows were all gone, and the rolling wood and stones were all used up, so all the Ming army could do was to wait for the Tartars to rush to the city and fight with them.

Fifteen steps, ten steps, five steps, the locust-like Hannu finally hit the fortress wall of Xinping Fort, and more than a dozen long ladders were erected on the log fort wall, and the Hannu swarmed up along the ladders.

The final battle finally began, and was about to end, and the Mongol army still climbed the fortress wall uncontrollably, and gathered more and more, and the life of the field service team was not a well-trained soldier after all, and soon several more people were killed. Mi Yan seemed to be red-eyed, jumped into the Han slaves, shook off the Yan Ling knife and waved it desperately, although the Han slaves were fierce, but they were also human, and they were also afraid of death, seeing the posture of the Ming soldiers who did not want to die, they were also frightened and retreated.

Lu Huizhong took the opportunity to keep up, for fear that Mi Yan would fall into a siege alone, so Zhusheng was suddenly encouraged and waved his knife forward.

But this revolt is like the return of a dying man, and with the gradual collapse of the fort auxiliary barracks, defeat seems inevitable.

Lu Huizhong suddenly felt the fortress wall under his feet shake, and then again, and then again! It wasn't until the rumbling cannon came to his ears that he realized that it was a salvo of artillery, and the Mongol army actually brought the cannon! His heart suddenly turned to ashes, and the breath in his chest was released in an instant.

But suddenly I heard someone cheering and roaring!

"Ming Army! Ming Army! ”

Lu Huizhong followed the prestige, only to see that at the horizon, a red stream of people advanced like a sea tide, and the scarlet Ming army battle flag hunted in the wind, dazzling, it was the Ming army! He had seen this unique military flag of the Three Guards countless times, but this time his chest was full of uncontrollable excitement, and before he knew it, he had burst into tears.

I kept asking in my heart, are they saved?

……

Five miles south of Xinpingbao, a cavalry stopped to look north, and Lu Jiu's cavalry battalion was late, because there was an encounter on the road that caught both sides off guard. To Lu Jiu's surprise, the other party turned out to be Han Chinese, but they were horse thieves, and their combat effectiveness was not far behind that of the cavalry battalion.

In the end, the other party saw that they could not take advantage of it and withdrew to the west, and Lu Jiu followed him for dozens of miles until they came out of the side wall and turned back. However, by the time they arrived at Xinping Fort, the battle was over, and the scarlet Ming army battle flag was still firmly planted on the fortress wall and the enemy tower. Auxiliaries outside the fort were cleaning up the battlefield and cleaning up the corpses.

"Brother Jiu, aren't we going to enter the fort? It's dark! ”

Lu Jiu said categorically: "Since Xinping Fort is safe and sound, there is no need for us to enter the fort." Time waits for no one, we still have to go to the Haliutu River now! ”

Since the beginning of the encounter with the silver convoy in the Xiyang River, he already has a clear vein in his heart, since they came to the town guard, one ring and one ring seems to have been calculated in advance, the army was dragged outside the side wall, the Mongols took the opportunity to break through the wall, and then the silver car took the opportunity to transfer from the Datong town to Xuanfu Wanquanwei, a qiē seemed to be unaware, but he didn't want Zhang Shi to insist on returning to Xinpingbao to disrupt the other party's plan to link one ring after another.

But is it just to transport hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to the side wall? Lu Jiubai was puzzled, but he was sure of one thing, the person who was installed in the Mongolian army by the thirteenth brother was definitely a mutiny!

The reason why Lu Jiu said that time waits for no one is because that person is very willing to know that their plan has been known to him, and he intends to get rid of this person and interrogate the true intentions of the mastermind behind the scenes.

The cavalry drove along the dry course of the Xiyang River overnight, and then along the same road out of the side wall, and by the time they re-arrived at the Haliutu River, it was already nearly dawn.

Lu Jiu was afraid that the man would not see that the person had left, but he breathed a sigh of relief after a wolf howl, and the code was correct. After a short time, a fat monk appeared alone on the banks of the Haliutu River.

"Master Lu Shi, don't come unharmed!"

"Huh! Should Lu call you His Holiness Lobsang Gyaltsen or Master Jiexiu now? ”

The fat monk smiled, "Naturally, follow the donor's wishes!" "This person is the one who has disappeared from the Three Guards for a long time. Unexpectedly, Lu Jiu suddenly turned his face, and the soldiers beside him had already received the order, and they rushed up and tied him up strongly.

"Donor, this ...... Why is that? ”

Jiexiu looked surprised and didn't seem to be fake, Lu Jiu said coldly: "You dragged me here to facilitate the Mongols to break through Xinpingbao, so that the silver car can be transported to Wanquanwei!" I'm afraid the souls of the dead and wounded in Xinpingbao will be remembered on your head. ”

"What did the donor say, the little monk is here to tell the news of the silver car! What does the soul of Xinpingbao have to do with the little monk? ”

Lu Jiu laughed angrily, "Then you say, where is the silver car?" ”

"At this time tomorrow, it will be turned into a grain cart and stole into Wanquanwei through the side wall!"

Jiexiu Zhenzhen had words, but Lu Jiu was angry, so he told all the things he encountered along the way and confronted him. Which Cheng thought, Jiexiu rolled his eyes, and shouted that he was fooled. Who's in the hands of you? Of course, it was Dorji, the son of the old khan of the Uzhumuqin tribe.

In Jiexiu's description, the Khan King of Uzhumuqin is getting old and decrepit, especially after the spring, the old Khan King is seriously ill again, and the tribe is almost all controlled by Dorji, and the old Khan King has gradually ceased to be a director, but he, the Dharma King, is deeply hated by Dorji, so he is naturally gradually excluded from the core of power. And the news he got before was indeed that the silver car stole the disguise through the breach into the side wall.

Jiexiu relied on a three-inch tongue to be suspicious of what Lu Jiu said, but the suspicion was only a flash, and there were too many coincidences that could not be explained by coincidences. Seeing that Lu Jiu didn't believe him no matter what, Jiexiu exposed another shocking news.

Jiexiu swore to the Buddha that everything he said was true! But Lord Lu definitely didn't know who the 200,000 taels of silver were given to after they were transported into the side wall. ”

Who else can I give it to, except for Li Fengxiang is Fan Yongdou, and it should be more likely that Fan Yongdou will be given, but with such a large sum of silver, Fan Yongdou really has the appetite to eat it? And on what basis did the Mongols cooperate with him? Even the horse thieves he encountered probably had an inexplicable and inexplicable relationship with that Fan Yongdou. Seeing that Lu Jiu didn't answer, Jiexiu asked himself.

"Cabinet University Scholar Zhang Sizhi!"