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The moon black geese flew high, and fled in the night.

If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives.

"Inform Liu Changchun that tonight night to attack the Tartar camp, I will lead a thousand iron cavalry to go out first, and go straight to the Tartar camp, followed by the infantry led by Cheng Yi. When our cavalry disrupts the Tartar camp, take the opportunity to enter. All the generals will work together to break the Tartars tonight! ”

When it was about to get dark in the afternoon, Li Rusong gathered all the generals in the dangerous mountain to announce the plan for a night attack on the Jurchen camp.

In the daytime battle, a total of 100 uninjured horses, 800 vegetable horses, countless armor and weapons, 3,521 Tartar heads were beheaded, and 15 Tartars were captured. The morale of the soldiers in the entire dangerous mountain was high, and Li Rusong took this opportunity to decide to take advantage of the God-given opportunity that the Jurchen morale had seriously fallen and the three main generals were all lacking in skills, and attacked the Jurchen camp at night.

The 1,000 cavalrymen all wrapped their horses' hooves in coarse cloth, carried with them tinder jars, human titles, horses and bells, and used long knives coated with ink, completely blending in with the darkness.

With the development of science and technology and medicine in the Ming Dynasty, the number of patients with night blindness has been greatly reduced, which saves Li Rusong the trouble of selecting people. With 1,000 Liaodong Iron Cavalry and 2,000 Chiyan Legions all in battle, Li Rusong began his biggest gamble to date.

"Young and old masters! Tonight, my dangerous mountain army attacked the Tartars at night, and I hope you will work together and fight with all your might! Defeat the Tartars tonight! Under the light of the flickering torches, Li Rusong rode a war horse and shouted to the soldiers in front of him:

"If you charge, my Li family's father and son will take the lead! If you retreat, my Li family's father and son will fight to the death! Never steal your life and betray your brother! I'm an iron rider in Liaodong! ”

"Invincible!"

"My Red Flame Legion"

"Invincible!"

With a burst of roars, everything fell silent, except for Pan Bao and Xu Ding who led 3,000 people to guard the dangerous mountain, except for the porridge that stayed behind to guard the mansion, Cheng Yi and the other ten blades followed the Li family father and son to the Jurchen camp more than fifty miles away.

"Mother! Brother Rusong will definitely win the battle and return safely from the Tartars" In a courtyard not far away, the cold of deep winter could not defeat the concern for relatives, Li Rusong's mother Feng Huiniang stood in the courtyard and silently prayed for the safe return of her husband and eldest son, and the beautiful Gu Xiu'er, who had been left next to her, accompanied her and comforted herself and Feng Huiniang in a whisper.

The entire dangerous mountain city was silent, whether it was a private house or a military camp, the faint light of the fire, and the voice of Suo Suo were sincerely praying to the heavens to bless their families, robes, brothers, and lovers with a safe return.

"Father, if this man returns safely, and his daughter dares to take him as a person entrusted to her life, is the father and daughter's idea right?" In a clean and tidy house, Zhang Zhixin was dressed in white, silently chattering to a tablet in the room, and the maid next to him, Taotao, looked at the tablet with red circles, and tears were dripping like pearls with broken threads.

There is no sleep in the mountains tonight

The Jurchen camp dozens of miles away is a miserable situation full of sorrow at this time:

Thousands of comrades were killed in battle, countless were wounded, and the screams of the wounded in the entire camp, the helpless sighs, and the cries of fear, like bursts of cold and piercing waves, washed over and over the fragile hearts of the Jurchens.

The defeat during the day made the Jurchen soldiers frightened one by one, most of them were coerced by Wang Gao, Qing Ganu, and Meng Gelu, and the warriors of other tribes had long heard of the power of Li Rusong, the king of Yama in the dangerous mountains. What we saw today reinforced this idea even more, and almost no one was willing to engage Li Rusong's troops, including the headquarters of the three major leaders.

The three major leaders, Wang Gao was in a hurry to vomit blood and fell into a coma, and after the rear camp, he woke up leisurely, and he was bedridden after arranging the defense; Qing Jianu was wounded by the Ming army's firearms, and he barely pulled out the lead in the wound and started a high fever; Meng Gelu was frightened by the events of the day, and kept jumping to his feet to retreat and flee immediately.

The three leaders took care of each other, and they had to watch out for each other, and the ordinary Jurchen soldiers were even more chaotic. The warriors of different tribes with each other either insulted each other because of medicine and food, or drew their swords against each other, and the subordinates of the three chiefs were busy taking care of the leaders and warning each other, and they did not have the time and mood to restrain their subordinates, so they still let them mess around.

In this way, they scolded and fought, and in the middle of the night, the Jurchen soldiers dragged their tired bodies one by one and went back to the tent to sleep. Everyone is very anxious in their hearts, and they don't know what their fate will be tomorrow.

The entire Jurchen camp was in disarray, and the ashes of piles of bonfires that had just been extinguished were scattered everywhere, and there was not a single sentry......

At this moment, a black army appeared on a high slope near the Jurchen camp:

"Hmm! There is no deviation from what I expected, tell the brothers! Do it! Taking off the small wooden stick in his mouth, Li Rusong breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the monk and said to Monk Greenqin, who then took off the small wooden stick in his mouth and let out a sound of a night owl.

Suddenly, a thousand cavalry members who were standing quietly in the snow waiting for orders moved, followed by Li Rusong, silently and quietly approaching the Jurchen camp, and in less than half a time of incense, the whole army was assembled on the south side of the Jurchen camp, and the Jurchens did not notice it at all during the whole process!

"Kill!" As the two strong knights directly smashed the wooden wall on the south side of the Jurchen camp with heavy hammers, Li Rusong roared angrily, holding a huge horse chopping knife, urging the war horse under his crotch to be the first to enter the Jurchen camp, and behind him Li Chengliang held a slender Mo knife followed closely behind, and a black torrent poured into the Jurchen camp with an unstoppable momentum!

The Jurchens did not expect that the Ming army would attack at night, sleeping like pigs one by one, Li Rusong killed seven or eight Jurchen soldiers in tents in a row, set fire, and a Jurchen soldier found out about the enemy attack, and was cut off by a knife as soon as he shouted.

"Enemy attack!" At this time, the Jurchen soldiers finally reacted, and with an alarm, a large number of Jurchen soldiers ran out of the camp naked, holding scimitars, and looked for the Ming army in a daze.

"Heaven sent it!" As soon as Li Rusong saw this situation, he immediately ordered the whole army to assault, and the cavalry took the opportunity to set fire to the Jurchen soldiers running around with heavy three-eyed firearms, and took advantage of the cold night wind in the cold winter, the fire quickly swelled and almost swept the entire Jurchen camp.

"All the army assembled! There weren't many barbarians in the Ming Dynasty! At this time, someone finally stood up, Wang Gao reluctantly raised his spirits, and with the support of Bayan, he walked out of the camp tent and shouted loudly to gather the soldiers, wanting to take advantage of the small number of Ming troops and the opportunity to fight a counterattack on the unstable foothold.

Hearing Wang Gao's voice, the Jurchen soldiers finally found a little backbone, and worked hard to get closer to Wang Gao one by one, and the entire battle situation began to stabilize locally. Relying on the advantage of being outnumbered, the Jurchens began to gather together with all their strength to counterattack, and the situation gradually developed in a direction unfavorable to the Ming army.

"Phew! I am Li Rusong, the king of the dangerous mountain Yama! Wang Gao suffers death! Just when everyone was at a loss, Li Rusong suddenly roared, and even the people and horses rushed towards Wang Gao like a gale, and the huge horse chopping knife was like a whirlwind, smashing the Jurchen soldiers who blocked the way.

Li Rusong killed the Jurchen soldiers along the way like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and directly pounced in front of Wang Gao and slashed down!

"Ahh With a miserable scream, Dou Da's head flew high, and then fell heavily to the ground, but it was Bayan beside Wang Gao who was killed by Li Rusong!

"Ahh I'm fighting with you! Seeing that his beloved general was killed in order to protect himself, Wang Gao was also furious, staggered and pulled out a scimitar and pounced on Li Rusong, and several loyal soldiers around him pulled back, and disappeared into the vast night without looking back.

"King Yama is here! Run, everybody! ”

"We are no match for King Yama! Run! ”……

Li Rusong's ferocious impact not only frightened Wang Gao to flee, but also completely destroyed the fighting spirit and courage of the Jurchen soldiers.

As soon as Wang Gao fled, no one dared to come out to preside over the situation, the treacherous and cunning Meng Gelu ran away early when he saw that something was wrong, Qing Jianu tried his best to organize resistance, but unfortunately at this time, the infantry of the Chiyan Legion arrived, and the fire guns and spears cooperated with the cavalry, and the Jurchen soldiers were crushed at the touch of a button. After the helpless Qing Jianu retreated with hundreds of his own soldiers, he was still galloping by Li Rusong.

This night, the fiery red flames burned the sky, and the screams of the Jurchens continued until dawn!

When the sun rose, the army outside the city appeared in a neat stride—we had returned safely!

"We have won! The Dangerous Mountain Army is invincible! The residents, who had been restless all night, soon heard the shouts from the towers of the dangerous mountain, and at this moment countless people burst into tears, crying and laughing, and ran out of the house and walked out of the street to welcome their troops.

"The Liaodong Iron Cavalry is invincible!"

"The Red Flame Legion is invincible!"

As the army entered the city, the entire main road of the dangerous mountain became a sea of joy, and hundreds of people looked at the blood-covered and armored army walking in front of them with tears in their eyes and a smile on their lips, shouting to express their inner joy, and everyone had a thought in their hearts:

"Our army is our own army that can protect our security"

And Li Rusong, who rode a horse and walked in front with his father, is undoubtedly the most attention-grabbing, and his unparalleled bravery last night has been deeply engraved in the hearts of every soldier, and has also reached the ears of a common people.

"Master Li is a hero!"

"Big hero Li Rusong!"

"Such as Song Gongzi Huwei!" ……

"Who are the heroes of the world? It has to be Li Rusong! In the crowd, Zhang Zhixin looked at Li Rusong, who was smiling and constantly waving to the people, and a flash of infatuation flashed in his eyes.

"This man deserves to be entrusted with everything"