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In the evening, standing alone on the dangerous mountain city, looking at the sunset that gradually disappeared on the horizon in the distance, Li Rusong couldn't help but chant casually.

"In my last life, I was a liberal arts student, full of military strategy, but there was no place for it. In this life, I will take Zhu Ming's country, let me, my family, friends, and my Chinese Han people stand on the top of the world! Recalling everything before he crossed over, Li Rusong secretly decided in his heart that he must not be a person who does nothing in this life.

"Brother, it's time to eat" At this time, Monk Greenqin came over and handed the dinner to Li Rusong.

"Huh! Have meat to eat tonight? Hehe, the monk and the king will finish eating, you call Li Ning and Chen Cheng over, there is something to do tonight" Li Rusong took three thick noodles and a big bowl of pork soup, and said to Monk Lingqin while eating.

In the morning battle, the Jurchens were beaten and lost their souls, and Li Rusong estimated that the enemy had lost at least 240 young people, which was a very painful blow. As he expected, after that, the entire Jurchen camp fell silent, and except for sending a small group of cavalry to harass from a distance, they didn't even dare to come over and retrieve the corpse of Paoze.

"This group of beasts was beaten all over their bodies in the morning, and now they should be lying in their nests, licking their wounds, and trying to find a way to take revenge! Little Bunny! Tell me what I'm going to do with your dad! Li Chengliang held a steamed bun in his mouth, walked over with a big grin, patted his son's shoulder and asked.

"Daddy!" Turning his head, he suddenly saw that the white cloth wrapped around his father's shoulders had turned red with blood, Li Rusong's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he helped his father sit down with tears, while he sat aside, took the medicine bag handed by the porridge, and quickly redressed his father's wounds.

In the morning, Li Rusong was responsible for supervising the battle on the city wall, and Li Chengliang was responsible for coordinating the overall situation by sitting on the watchtower on the city wall. But Li Chengliang, who was worried about his eldest son, still took the time to run to the city wall to look at Li Rusong, but he saw an enemy bow and arrow shooting at his son, and Lao Li rushed up without saying a word and directly blocked an arrow for his son.

Li Rusong remembered this vividly, and when he realized it, the arrow was about to hit his head. I was stunned and stood there stupidly, until the tall and burly figure pounced in front of him and blocked the terrible arrow with his broad shoulders!

"Bastard! I don't know if I want to let you get a shield to block it? If you die, how can I explain to your mother, Rubai, and Xiu'er! Made, come on! Protect me like a pine! "For the first time, my father, who has cared for Li Rusong since he was a child, directly gave Li Rusong a slap in the face, and then scolded him and arranged a tighter defense......

Fortunately, the Jurchens are still in the primitive stage, and they have not invented barbs with virtues like Houjin did back then, and the serious lack of raw materials makes the arrows also shoddy, and many of them are sharpened wooden arrows, and Li Chengliang's injuries have been reduced a lot.

Helping his father take off his clothes, disinfect them with spirits, and then carefully apply the wound medicine he made, and then wrap them in a bandage boiled in boiling water, Li Rusong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, I'm thinking that the Tartars are going to attack tonight. I plan to surprise them, you let Uncle Leopard and Uncle Xu take twenty people to stand by on the city wall with the 10,000 enemies I made, and you personally lead the cavalry to wait for my signal" Sitting down and chewing on the thick noodle steamed buns, Li Rusong handed the pork soup to his father and took a sip before he said slowly.

"Shhh You kid and your dad I've thought of a piece! But bastard, aren't you planning to go out and fight the tartars? Glancing at his son with satisfaction, Li Chengliang put on his armor and asked.

"I want to go out to fight, but now that the enemy is outnumbered, even if the brother who goes out of Lu succeeds in the night attack, it is impossible for eighty percent to come back alive" Li Rusong hesitated for a moment, and said his thoughts, still planning to be cautious.

"Well, that's right, then you can arrange it, your kid is much better than your father and me" patted his son's shoulder with relief, Li Chengliang ate dinner in a few bites, and went to give the order.

Jurchen camp

"Tonight we will gather 1,500 warriors, 500 men will be responsible for digging the wall, and the rest of the warriors will lurk with their horses and approach the city under the dangerous mountain. As long as the city wall is broken, we will immediately fight in, the defenders inside are not strong enough, and then we will definitely retreat," Wang Gao patted the table and said confidently to Qing Jianu and Meng Gelu.

"Good! Each of the three families has 500 warriors, and I will bloody the mountain tonight! Staring at the blood-red eyes, Qing Ganu did not look light and breezy during the day, and shouted viciously.

Meng Gelu on the side didn't say anything, the warriors under the command of Qing Ganu in the first battle during the day suffered the most casualties, and most of the warriors who escaped back from injuries were difficult to continue fighting in the future, it is not difficult to understand Qing Ganu's eagerness to take revenge, and his words are more concerned about the distribution of benefits after taking the dangerous mountain.

The rest of the benefits are much simpler, the three families are divided equally, and the tribe of Qingganu can take an extra share of grain and grass to make up for the loss during the day.

The night finally filled the entire land under the expectation of the Ming army and the Jurchens, and the two sides who had rested for an afternoon once again fought hard to prepare for a new round of life-and-death contest.

Under the leadership of Bayan, Manggul and Stewart, 1,500 Jurchen warriors quietly touched the walls of the dangerous mountain under the cover of night.

"Hehe, there are capable people in the Jurchen Tartars! I actually waited until the second half of the night to make a move, and the time to pick was the time for the Ming army to change the guard, such a guy I estimate that except for Wang Gao, a shameless guy, I can't find anyone else" Standing on the lookout post, borrowing his self-made binoculars, Li Rusong could see everything clearly within 200 meters of the city even in the dark night, silently staring at the approaching Jurchen Tartars, muttering to himself.

The Jurchens were very careful, worthy of being hunters who had been in the company of wild beasts in the mountains and forests all year round, and in Li Rusong's observation, it was found that these guys rarely made a sound even if they led the horses to walk, and their speed was not slow.

"In twenty minutes, these guys should enter the Hades Palace! It's time for me to come out too" Smiling slightly, Li Rusong put away his binoculars and climbed down the lookout, and Li Ning, Seng Lingqin and others, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately followed and walked towards the city wall.

"Well, this is it, brothers!" At this time, Bayan and the others did not know that they had walked into the trap carefully arranged by the Ming army, and they were still faithfully carrying out the orders of the leader.

It also deserves that the Jurchen Tartars suffered heavy casualties this time, in order to achieve the effect of killing them at one time, and also to chisel through the city wall as soon as possible. Bayan and the other three Jurchen generals actually ordered: all the cavalry dismounted and dug the city wall together.

As a result, 1,500 Jurchen soldiers were stupidly piled up in a certain section of the city wall, and the black pressure was in full swing, quite like the feeling of migrant workers in later generations.

"If you don't die, you'll die! Throw things" Learning Li Rusong's tone and sighing, Cheng Yi, who had been preparing for a long time above, decisively gave an order.

With Cheng Yi's order, more than a hundred bundles of huge straw stacks soaked in fire oil were suddenly thrown down from above the dangerous mountain city.

"Boom, boom" The huge straw stack fell in the Jurchen crowd, and did not cause any casualties, and the Jurchens actually thought that the enemy was planning to throw torches when they saw that it was straw, and observed the situation under the city, but the people were more concentrated together, desperately digging the wall.

"It's fire oil!" At this time, a terrible shout pierced the night sky, and the Jurchens were not full of turtles, and finally a few guys who had "seen the world" smelled the familiar smell in the air!

"Boom, it's too late for the Tartars to know now! 10,000 enemies! There was a bloodthirsty sneer on the corner of his mouth, and Chen Cheng, who had already prepared it, gave an order, and more than fifty large jars were ignited and thrown into the city!

"Boom!" This time there was a loud noise under the city again, different from the sound just now, after the earth-shattering noise that came this time, the dangerous mountain city has completely turned into a red lotus purgatory, and countless Jurchens screamed, rolled, and ran all over the body, praying for rescue.

"Pour the gold juice!" On the other side, Pan Bao, who had long been unable to hold back, immediately led the third echelon to pounce, and dozens of viscous steaming gold juice in the vat splashed down like a torrential rain!

The gold juice is made by processing human dung, and its color is bright, odorless and tasteless. It is rumored that since the Jin Dynasty, there have been records of using feces in medicine. The "Compendium of Materia Medica" and the "Separate Record of Medical Affairs" are respectively called Huanglong Tang, Renzhong Huang, Huanyuan Water or Dung Qing. "Bitter taste, cold, non-toxic", "when the main treatment is to go wildly, detoxify", can greatly solve the five internal organs and real heat. Regarding the golden juice, several methods are recorded: "People in the near city stuff their mouths with pottery urns, and collect dung to get juice for many years, which is very black and bitter. It is called Huanglong Soup, which treats the dying of fever and disease. Another method of making is to cut off the green skin of the bamboo in the month of Layue, and soak it in human fecal juice, which can cure the poisoning of Tianxing fever disease, and is called "human yellow". There is also a method of making the loess with brown cotton paper, pouring manure juice on the soil, filtering the clear juice, pouring it into the urn to seal, burying it in the soil for a year and taking it out, clear as spring water, no filth at all, and it is good for a long time.

If the gold juice is heated, it has a strong corrosive effect, which can burn through a layer of raw cowhide, and the dirt of the feces can make the enemy's wounds rot and difficult to heal, which is really a must-have medicine for home travel and killing!

By this time, the city had already turned into a sea of fire, and the hot, bright light of the fire almost illuminated the entire night sky. It's a pity that the Jurchens have no intention of enjoying this beautiful scenery now, and all 1,500 people are trapped in the sea of fire, and almost everyone is more or less dipped in fierce fire oil and catches fire when they encounter fire.

In addition, the "10,000 enemies" of more than 50 jars just now caused extremely brilliant results, and when Li Rusong was making it, he added a large number of small things such as broken iron pieces and wood chips to it very insidiously. With the explosion of 10,000 enemies, these things suddenly scattered and flew in all directions along with the broken tiles, directly beating countless Jurchens into a sieve at close range!

"Hehe, the Jurchen Tartars can't hold their breath, Uncle Xu, the tiger is ready to squat and cannon! Tell my dad outside the border and let him get ready to attack! Li Rusong, who was sitting on the city tower admiring the sea of fire below, suddenly stood up and said to Xu Ding beside him.

Poor Wang Gao, Qing Ganu, and Meng Gelu were already red-eyed at this time, and they were 1,500 warriors! Now all trapped in the sea of fire, that is 1,500 strong, skilled warriors, the future of the tribe!

This huge loss immediately destroyed all the sanity of the three leaders, and the three of them ordered the soldiers to gather in a hurry, and they were full of anger to go up to rescue their own men.

At this time, there was another scream from the direction of the dangerous mountain, and Wang Gao and the others turned their heads to look:

More fierce fire oil and 10,000 enemies were thrown out of the city, and the flames that had been gradually extinguished were burning again in an instant, engulfing those Jurchen warriors who had escaped by chance!

"Kill!" A roar pierced the dark night sky, and the gate of the dangerous mountain suddenly opened, and a cavalry of more than 30 people came out, they skillfully manipulated the horses, wandering around the flames, completely ignoring the thousands of Jurchen cavalry nearby, killing the Jurchens who escaped from the sea of fire and lost their souls.

"Damn it!" Before Wang Gao and the others could react, a small group of about 30 Jurchen cavalry couldn't help but kill them, and they frantically slapped their horses and rushed to the dangerous mountain city, wanting to completely tear this daring cavalry apart!

"Boom!" Unfortunately, before these cavalry could get close to the enemy, they were frantically attacked by the artillery and guns of the Ming army, and under the light of the fire, the city was almost as bright as day, and the Ming army annihilated this small Jurchen army without much effort.

"Withdraw your troops!" Just when everyone hesitated and didn't know what to do, Wang Gao squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, then turned his horse's head and left, and after a little hesitation, his tribal warriors followed closely behind, pulling out the camp and retreating.

Everyone understands that this battle has already been lost, and the Ming army is well defended, and it is impossible to get any advantage. The proposal to rush up and kill the dozens of cavalrymen was just to save some face. However, the cavalry squad of about 30 people just now told everyone with the real result of the annihilation of the whole army that rushing forward to destroy this small Ming army would inevitably pay great losses, and it might even make the army suffer unacceptable losses.

"Alas...... Wang Gao is right, Guibeile withdraw his troops" Shaking his head, Meng Gelu also gathered his men, pulled out the camp and retreated, and then Qing Jianu hesitated for a moment, and then also led his troops to retreat.

In this way, under the fire that was about to be extinguished, the Ming army watched the Jurchens slowly disappear into the night.

"Heh, it seems that the battle of the dangerous mountains is finally coming to an end!"