The new book is open today, and from tomorrow there will be three changes a day, 7 a.m., 1 p.m., and 7 p.m., of course, only approximately, because the regular release of the new book is very unreliable. Thank you for your understanding

From before dawn, tens of thousands of Song soldiers and soldiers gathered around Yangzhou City, where the Great Song and Huai pacification envoys were stationed, entered the battlefield one after another, and lined up in an open field to meet the first major battle between them and the Mongol army invading south.

Also leaving the barracks early in the morning to rush to the battlefield were tens of thousands of Mongol soldiers on the opposite side. They were the Eastern Route Army in the planned crusade against the remnants of the Song Dynasty in the four-way Mongol army, commanded by the Marshal of the Mongol capital of Zhuyi Liugan, who crossed the Huai to the south in early September, and swept all the way to the city of Yangzhou, where the Lianghuai pacification envoy was stationed. Today's battle is a key battle for whether they can implement a great encirclement of Yangzhou.

The sun slowly climbed into the air, the cold air of the early morning slowly dissipated in the sun, and the temperature on the battlefield slowly rose. Everyone's breathing is unconsciously speeding up. Chen Dexing clenched the bow in his hand tightly, trying to calm down. He was not excited about the battle that was coming, but he was very, very scared, and he was also very, very confused.

Although in his previous life, he would sometimes read some boring time travel novels to pass the leisure time in the sea voyage, and he also had a little understanding of the boundless thing of soul travel. But when this nightmarish experience did behave him, he really preferred to die completely in that shipwreck.

"Erlang! Erlang ...... "The tall and thin man began to whisper to Chen Dexing again, but the title was a little twisted no matter how it sounded.

Chen Dexing responded, squinted his eyes and thought about it for a while, and finally found some information about this man and his new identity in his messy mind.

This person's surname is Liu, his name is Monk, and he is the housekeeper of the Chen family, that is, the Chen Dexing family. Earlier, it was Chen Dexing's adoptive father who was also a personal soldier of his uncle Chen Huai'an, and now he is a leader and confidant of Chen Dexing's subordinates. And this Chen Dexing turned out to be a general, his grandfather Chen Hushan was the effect of following Huaidong to pacify Zhao Kui in the army in the early years of Duanping, and then he was martyred in the Battle of Shouzhou more than ten years ago. At this time, Chen Hushan's official rank had been promoted to a rampant official (the twenty-fifth rank between the seventh-rank right martial artist and the five-rank general doctor was called a rampant official), and the seventh-rank martial arts doctor was still under the command of an army.

Killed with Chen Hushan, as well as Chen Dexing's adoptive father (uncle) Chen Huai'an, the official rank at the time of the death was the rank of ambassador (from the eighth rank of Xiu Wulang to from the seventh rank of Wugong Lang and other ten orders are called ambassadors).

And Chen Dexing was the military attache of the small envoy rank of Chengxinlang (from the Chengxinlang of the ninth rank to the eighth-rank Congyilang from the eighth-rank of the eighth-rank are called small envoys) because of his grandfather's "difficult shade" (because he died in the war and died in the country, he had to make up for his descendants to become officials...... If you are in the Northern Song Dynasty (the Southern Song Dynasty people call the Northern Song Dynasty "Chengping"), a small envoy can also live a comfortable life without worrying about food and clothing. But in the current troubled times when Shenzhou is about to fall, when a military attache from Jiupin who may go to war at any time is what is the "difficult shade", it is obviously a "catastrophe"!

"Erlang, Erlang, don't forget to proofshoot!" Monk Liu looked at Chen Dexing with some concern. The term calibration generally refers to the technique of comparative archery, but when used on the battlefield at the moment, it roughly means distance measurement. Each archer will have a skilled archer shoot the first arrow in battle, and if they can hit the enemy, they will shoot ten thousand arrows. And this duty is the responsibility of the instructor or training officer in the Wurui army.

And Chen Dexing has followed his father Chen Huaiqing to practice martial arts since he was a child, and he has long practiced good martial arts. A hard bow that can shoot five buckets with one stone, and Yang dare not say it in a hundred steps, but it is not difficult to shoot people and horses in a hundred steps. But that's the real Chen Dexing, not the current Xibei goods......

Chen Dexing frowned, and just when he wanted Monk Liu to shoot for him, he suddenly heard someone scolding loudly.

"Straight sissy thief! The dogs and Tartars are not good men, they don't dare to rush to kill, and they drive some Han'er to die, and now they have plundered the people of my Great Song Dynasty...... Fuck the willow gan has no eggs! ”

Chen Dexing was stunned, looked forward, and saw countless people in disheveled clothes, helping the old and the young to be driven out of the gap between the Mongolian army formations on the opposite side!

"This is ......," Chen Dexing said in a lost voice.

"It's the people of our Great Song Dynasty!" Monk Liu next to him stomped his feet and shouted, "The old routine of the dog Tartars, driving the people to plunder the city, consuming our arrows and degrading our morale!" Even the Mongolian iron horse, in my opinion, is just an eggless shrinkage, and I know how to bully the common people! ”

"Drive the people into battle!?" Somehow, Chen Dexing's blood boiled all over his body, and his voice became hoarse because of anger, "Then what should we do?" ”

More and more civilians were driven out, not 10,000 but 8,000, and they saw that the Mongol generals were forced to move forward slowly with swords, guns, bows and arrows, and they were getting closer and closer to the front of the Song army. Chen Dexing seemed to have seen faces that were numb, painful, or full of despair, all dressed as Han people. Among them, there are elderly people who are dying, and there are also children of young age......

Now is the critical moment of the confrontation between the two armies, and there are as many as 18 Song army battle formations on the battlefield, which belong to six armies, with a total strength of more than 40,000 troops, and the array discharged is as long as ten miles. On the opposite side of the Song army, there was a Mongol army that was not inferior in numbers, of which there were no less than 8,000 Mongolian heavy cavalry wearing heavy armor and holding spears! If the formation is disturbed by these Great Song people, these 8,000 Mongolian iron cavalry can defeat the 40,000 Song army with a single charge!

"What can be done! I can only shoot ...... arrows indiscriminately," Monk Liu replied through gritted teeth.

Chen Dexing's heart was shocked again, "That's our people of the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

Monk Liu showed a painful expression, lowered his voice and said: "Not only the people of the Great Song Dynasty, these are the people of Yangzhou Zuo, maybe there are also the families of the soldiers of the army!" He was silent for a moment and gritted his teeth, "But if we don't shoot and kill, we will be defeated, and once the army is defeated, the entire Yangzhou and the entire Jiangnan people will be called Tartar slaughtered ......."

"Pass the Privy Council's decree: The thief drives the people to one hundred and twenty steps, and ten thousand arrows are fired!"

The herald's shouts were accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves resounding across the battlefield, this was Jia Yidao's order, although cruel and impersonal, it was the only feasible method. At this moment, Chen Dexing seemed to see countless Song soldiers standing tall with pale red blood and tears flowing in their eyes.

The people of the Great Song Dynasty who were driven to the battlefield were getting closer and closer to Chen Dexing's military formation, and the scimitars and leather whips behind them were also twitching more and more frantically, and the screams, cries, pleadings, curses, and cries for help were all combined, and they were transmitted to the ears of Chen Dexing and other Song soldiers along the northwest wind, as if it was a burst of magic sounds from hell.

Chen Dexing's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his mind blank. This is not a series of inconsequential numbers in later history books - 60 million or 200 million (the population slaughtered by the Mongols)...... In the eyes of later generations, this is just an insignificant price to be paid for the integration of nationalities or the convergence of civilizations! This is a living person, right in front of Chen Dexing, crowded with people, driven into the slaughterhouse by the Mongols with butcher knives.

Among them, there are mothers who protect their children with their bodies, young men who support the elderly, innocent children who do not know that great disaster is coming soon, there are rich people who shiver in broken silk and satin, there are farmers with numb expressions on their faces, and there are scholars wearing Dongpo scarves...... Almost all the characters who make up a nation appear on this hellish battlefield, waiting for death to come.

"Stretch!" A slight sound sounded in Chen Dexing's ears, it was a special sound made when the bowstring popped out the feather arrows, in Chen Dexing's memory, this sound almost grew up with him, but now he can't help but tremble in his heart.

It was Monk Liu who shot this arrow, because some of these driven people of the Great Song Dynasty had already reached a distance of less than one hundred and twenty steps from the front row of the Song army's battle array......