I suddenly found that Rollo's new book is on the 11th place on the list of new books in the monthly ticket, and there are still 39 votes left to reach the top 10.

The torrential rain was like weaving, thunder and lightning were tumbling in the dark clouds in the sky, and in the distance, which was almost out of sight, there were several dragons hanging from the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of ships pulled anchors and set sail in this wind and rain, connected by oars and axes, and discharged dozens of miles of long queues on the water surface of the Yangtze River. At the forefront of the fleet were twenty three-tiered oared warships lined up in a column, with wooden oars on both sides of the ships waving neatly, splitting against the current, pushing the huge hulls forward through the waves.

After passing Chongqing, the current speed of the Sichuan River slowed down a little, and it was not so difficult to sail against the current. Therefore, the hundreds of thousands of wooden boats on the river are all moving forward on their own power, and they do not use slender men.

On the north bank of the Yangtze River, the Song army of the brigade marched forward on the muddy road. The soldiers fell step by step, some supported each other, and some used the spears in their hands as crutches, complaining bitterly along the way. The officers rode on horses, whips in their hands, and tried to drive the soldiers to speed up the march. But it's not of much use - Sichuan has been fighting for years, and there is no other valuable thing in the treasury except for the meeting. And the depreciation of Sichuan Huizi is so great that it will exceed that of Lianghuai and Jinghu, and a hundred times will not be used as consistent money.

The armies in central Sichuan have long been in a state of "no military salary", so they rely on the generals to scrape some land on their respective territories to survive. However, the territory of the generals in the middle of the river has also been ravaged by the Tartars, and there is no way to find much money. If they are allowed to use their own old capital. That's harder than it is to reach the sky!

When defending the city before, everyone was protecting their homes and relatives. If you don't have a reward, you have to fight hard. But now out of the city to fight, it is another march in the rain and heat. There is no need to reward and feed, how can this morale be raised?

Of course, Pu Zezhi and the generals of Kawanaka are not unaware of this truth. It's just that they really don't have much money to hand out, and there is still a big war to deal with below! Moreover, in order to seize the opportunity, they could not wait for the property transported by the Xiajiang side to arrive in Chongqing, so they hurriedly set off from camp.

Besides, this time it's just a Tartar who has run out of food, so there shouldn't be any hard fighting, right? Of course, if you know that it is really possible to fight a hard fight. Pu Zhizhi didn't dare to pull the army out of the fortified city.

Chen Dexing also didn't have much to worry about at this time. Anyway, the more than 5,000 people he brought with him were all brainwashed Han nationalist fighters, and they all screamed when they heard that they were going to kill the Tartars. No one thought about opening up and rewarding them at all - they didn't dare to think that Chen Dexing's Thunderbolt Army had its own pressure to make people motivated! Back then, when the Red Army was on the Long March, did anyone dare to ask the comrades of the General Political Commissar what kind of reward they would have for the promotion fee?

3,000 and hundreds of oarsmen, all shirtless and trumpeted, are now paddling hard. The righteous instructors of each ship used this time to continue to reason with them - the topic of these two days was the slaughter and meat of the new Mongolian annexed army! Chen Dexing didn't know where to get some "survivors". He cried in the boats about his misery.

And the sailors on the ship are either from Lianghuai or Northland, and some are Sichuan people who have just joined, who doesn't know the cruelty of the Tartars? Who hasn't been bullied by a tartar? Hear stories like this. Naturally, everyone was indignant, and they all gritted their teeth to go for a tooth, and they also caught a few Mongols to cut meat and drink!

Chen Dexing himself. Now in the cramped and cramped cabin of the Tiger, he is pinching the "war communication" written by Kong Xiucai and Zhang Jiu (Zhang Hongfan) and reading it word by word. Not to mention. There are still a few talented people in the Thunderbolt Army, and the article is very good. And it's written in plain language, not the kind of paper that is full of paper and difficult for ordinary people to understand - this style is not very suitable for tabloids.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the cabin, and then I saw the hatch being pushed open, and Yang Po'er, who was dressed as a man, hurriedly walked in.

"Gong Wei, you told me something?"

In the army, this woman also put away the coquettishness that went to the bones, the makeup on her face was not worn, and her body was also a wide men's clothes, except for the chest and a little bulge, there was nothing tempting.

"Is there any news of Cuixian?"

Chen Dexing put down the manuscript in his hand and asked with concern. The current battle situation seems to be very clear, the Mongol army is already a turtle in the urn, when to cross the Sichuan River, when will it be their end - the tired and hungry army was attacked by the half-crossing, and naturally there is only the result of the annihilation of the whole army!

But Li Cuixian is still in the Mongolian army! Under the nest, will there be no eggs? Although there was already a princess waiting for Chen Dexing in Lin'an, he never thought of breaking up with the little demon girl......

"The Three County Lords...... Yang Po'er's face was full of worry, she paused, shook her head and said, "Once the Mongolian army is in danger, the Three County Lords will leave immediately." ”

"Can you leave? Unfamiliar ...... You won't get lost, will you? ”

Yang Po'er shook her head: "The Mongolian army is dozens of miles away on the south bank of the Yangtze River, as long as you go north, you can reach the riverside in one night, and then swim over." ”

Li Cuixian has followed Yang Miaozhen to practice martial arts since he was a child, although his martial arts are not very strong, but his body is really speechless, and he will definitely meet the standards of professional athletes in later generations. And she has a good water nature, and she can swim in the Yangtze River!

"The three county lords carry the token of the Xuanfu Division with him, and if he encounters the Song army, he shouldn't be in trouble." Yang Po'er added a little more.

The Mongol-Song War was not only a golden iron horse on the surface, but also a fierce secret war underneath, and both sides had fine work on each other's land, so naturally there was also a set of methods to withdraw the fine work. The troops operating on the front line have been given strict orders to escort their own troops back when necessary, which can be rewarded.

"It's been a few days, Cuixian should leave if she wants to go, will there be any accidents?" Chen Dexing's face was full of melancholy.

"Probably not...... The three county lords have a good relationship with Princess Baoyin, the adopted daughter of Meng Ke Khan, and with her protection, it should be foolproof. ”

"I hope so!" Chen Dexing sighed slightly, there was never a foolproof saying on the battlefield where the two armies clashed, and he now regretted a little that he didn't let Yang Po'er take Li Cuixian back to his camp together.

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In the midst of the rain and lightning, the Mongol army was marching on more difficult roads. After killing thousands of new annexes and abandoning most of the wounded and sick, the Mongol army had dropped to less than 50,000. Although the momentum of the march of the 50,000 army is not small, but standing on a high place to observe, there is no sense of grandeur at all. The orderly procession was gone, the flags that covered the sky and the sun were gone, and even the Nine White Silks, which symbolized the Great Khan of Mongolia, were gone. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel how low the morale of this army is. Just over a dozen days ago, when the Mongol army had just retreated, it was really a world of difference.

However, Li Cuixian, who was riding a horse and following the Mongolian concubines, knew that the morale of the Mongolian army was by no means as low as it seemed! In fact, tens of thousands of troops are in the Jedi itself, which is in line with the law of soldiers who put them to death and then live!

Most of the new annexes who were made into jerky were Sichuan people, and it was possible for them to sneak away from the desert. But the Mongols, Semu and Northland Han in the army were really in the place of death. In the mountains of Sichuan, I really don't know how many hateful sons and daughters of the Han family are sharpening and sharpening their knives, just waiting to slaughter the Mongolian generals who have fallen behind. These days, even the Mongolian army squads that went out to patrol and search were ambushed from time to time. Whoever fantasizes that they can sneak back to the north is really the stupidest fool, and they can't be fooled by the accent level alone, unless they can put on their wings and fly all the way back!

If you can't fly, then you can only fight desperately! Almost everyone in the troubled Mongolian situation has this mind. And the people who are in charge of the soldiers, such as Brother Mo, Niu Ling, Tuhuan and Shi Tianze, are also veterans. Naturally, he knows the truth of showing the false as the true and paralyzing the enemy.

When Meng Ge first died, rumors spread in the army, and people were panicked. This is the time when you are most afraid of being attacked by the main force of the Song army, so you have to make a big show to deter the enemy. And now, everyone already knows that their situation is critical, and if they don't work hard, they will all be wiped out! Therefore, on the contrary, they want to show weakness and the enemy.

Now, what Brother Mo and the others are most worried about is not a decisive battle with the Song army. Instead, the Song army took the Lizhou Road in the north, blocked the road for the Mongol army to retreat north to Guanzhong, and at the same time attacked the Chengdu Plain with a small force of soldiers and horses, destroying the already small crops in the fields.

The horses' hooves splashed with mud and galloped in the rain, and Princess Baoyin and a few of her own soldiers were galloping along the path in the valley. Although she, a female Qianhu, is temporary, she will still be invited to listen to the military council of Brother Mo and others. In fact, it is also to reassure these female soldiers who guard the nobles.

Baoyin didn't hold the reins until Li Cuixian was in front of him, wiped the sweat and rain from his forehead, and said loudly: "I found that the Nanban army is marching along the west of the river, and it seems that it wants to block us in the south of the Yangtze River." ”

Li Cuixian sneered: "The Yangtze River is as long, how can they prevent it?" Our warriors didn't throw away the sheepskin raft, did they? ”

Bao Yin smiled: "How can you throw it?" The southerners only said that the Mongols were not good at water warfare, but they did not know that there were many big rivers and rivers that we were forced to cross by sheepskin rafts, and we just suffered a loss this time because there were no big boats. ”

Li Cuixian nodded, knowing that Bao Yin was not talking big! Just look at Baoyin's appearance, isn't half of her Xiyi bloodline the result of the Mongolian expedition to the west? On the way to the west, Mongolia did not know how many rivers and rivers it crossed, and it is said that even the sea was crossed more than once! How can a mere Yangtze River stop the Mongolian army that is bent on retreating north? (To be continued......)