Although three cavalry were pierced through their vests by lead shots, and the mounts fell to the ground with the riders, the rest of the people followed Liu Baduer closely, and their bodies were tightly crouched on the saddle bridge, and the whole team was like a sharp feather arrow, piercing into the long snake formation of the Song army.

The two commanders who were watching the battle on the ridge did not show any panic, and Yang Ling waved his flag. A group of soldiers rushed up from the mountainside to support, led by Chen Yingrui, still dressed in vermilion armor, who carried two swords on his back and an iron spear in his hand, and led the team towards the Mongol soldiers who were tearing with the spearmen of the trapped army at the foot of the mountain.

He had not yet reached the battlefield, and the situation ahead had changed, and this change caught the generals on both sides off guard.

When Liu Badu'er slashed a spearman with a single sword, a dazzling white light burst out in front of him, and he was immediately overturned and dismounted by the frightened war horse. This is a firecracker who did not ignite the medicine line in the salvo because he was too panicked, and did not have time to launch it, and when he re-ignited the medicine line with a trembling hand, he found that a Mongolian general was about to rush to the front.

A fortuitous mistake led to an unexpected change in the battlefield, and the two sides did not react for a while, but continued to fight while looking around for instructions from above.

It was the Mongolian side that was the first to respond, and under the loud reprimand of a hundred household heads, Liu Baduer's entourage hurriedly dragged the tiger general who was shot in the shoulder out of the encirclement of the Song soldiers. It was also thanks to their timely reaction that after a while, the soldiers of the trapped army, who realized that a great achievement was in front of them, swarmed up, trying to capture the unlucky enemy general who was shot down by the Song army. But at this time, the Mongolian army had gathered a lot of people around Liu Baduer, fighting with the Song soldiers on the one hand, and covering Liu Baduer's retreat backwards.

When Chen Yingrui rushed to the front with the team, all he saw was the back galloping on a war horse in the distance, and the smoke and dust stirred up by the horse's hooves. He stood at the foot of the mountain in anger and shouted and cursed, and his voice even reached the top of the mountain. Zheng Yunming smiled helplessly and sighed to Yang Wei: "With such a strong fighting spirit, I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing for him. ”

"It is better to scream and want to fight than to fear the enemy like a tiger." Yang Luo said calmly while packing up the flags of different colors in his hand: "The country has been weakened for three hundred years, because there are too few soldiers who are willing to die, and there are too many bastards who just want to eat together. If half of the generals since the founding of the People's Republic of China could rush forward without hesitation in the face of the spear array like the Mongol generals who came to attack today, the country would not be left with only half of the mountains and rivers to fight against the millions of Mongolian elite soldiers. ”

Zheng Yunming didn't speak anymore, but just held the sword at his waist and looked at the mountains in the south, where the Mongolian army would gather more and more, but the land of the shape and beauty had all been occupied by the Song army, as an old opponent, what strategy should Tath use to solve the problem of Fengbu Cliff?

When Liu Baduer was sent to the Mongolian camp, Tath was listening carefully to the report of a tanmachi, he walked in front of Liu Baduer in three or two steps, and carefully observed his injuries, although the fire gun was very powerful, but fortunately, the accuracy was slightly worse, just from the shoulder grazed, Liu Baduer probably just because he rushed too hard, and fell off the horse's back when he hit too hard, so he has not yet sobered up.

He instructed: "Go and ask the medical officer of Wu'er to come and treat Liu Badu'er well, don't waste time." ”

Several soldiers stepped forward and carried Liu Badu'er down with all hands and feet. Although Liu Baduer was not severely injured by the Song army in this battle, a single confrontation could injure a brave general like him, proving that the Song army on the opposite side was not an ordinary ordinary army.

Tath turned around and asked, "What do you think, Xiao Daraer?" What is the strength of the Sinan army that is guarding this mountain this time? ”

Originally, under the rule of the Jurchens, the Khitan people in Liaodong had already been sinicized, but since Yeluliuge revived the prestige of the Khitan, many Khitan people shaved their hair and changed their clothes, and returned to typical Khitan attire. Xiao Dara'er held the sash in his hand at this time, revealing the top of his bare head, a little like a tribe from the grassland. He said in a rough voice: "In my opinion, it must be the elite troops of the Sinan Si people, but none of the generals in the Sinan Si people are the opponents of the king, so they just need to arrange the attack carefully." ”

Tath laughed, then changed color and asked, "What if Zheng Yunming came from that house?" ”

"That's best, if you annihilate Zheng Yunming here." Xiao Dara'er replied unhurriedly: "Then it will be easy for the king to take Xiangyang City." ”

Tath stared at him for a moment, as if trying to see what was going on in the Khitan's head. After a while, he said: "Since this is the case, there is only the last way to go." ”

Chen Yingrui panted and pulled the iron spear out of the corpse of the Mongolian soldier, this is the twelfth Mongolian soldier killed today, in the nine consecutive days of fierce fighting, he has killed hundreds of Mongolian soldiers attacking the mountain. He leaned on the rejection horse, looking at the corpses of the Song and Mongolian armies all over the ground, and the burning black flags planted on the rejection horse.

Since the defeat of the raid, Tath seems to have given up on trying to thwart the Song army's position. Instead, the troops were divided into ten teams, and one team was sent every day to attack the Fengbu Cliff. This is the orthodox method of siege and high slopes, taking advantage of the numerical superiority of the side to constantly fatigue the defenders, so that they gradually lose the ability and will to fight.

"Follow the pattern of this attack. Tomorrow must be a general attack. Yang Luo leaned over and picked up a Mongolian feather arrow, "These are newly created feather arrows recently, the Mongols don't have many arrows with them, but they are in a hurry to break this place and go back to join the main force." ”

Zheng Yunming said: "He is in a hurry to meet the teacher, and he also wants to see if we are willing to give up the Fengbu Cliff." Over the past few days, he has used more than 15,000 men, and we can only use 7,700 men, as long as Tath launches a general attack tomorrow. We can send all the remaining 5,000 fresh troops out of Lu and kill him by surprise. ”

But to his surprise, on the tenth day, Fengbu Cliff ushered in not the expected ferocious and abnormal attack, but a calm that made people feel a little frightened. There was not even a sentry mounted on the empty field to monitor the defenders of the Fengbu Cliff, and in front of the Fengbu Cliff, which had been boiling and noisy like a hellish scene for the first nine days, was now as peaceful and tranquil as an ordinary idyll.

"That's not right, it took time and effort to attack for nine days, but not a single soldier has come to attack today. This is not at all in accordance with the art of war. Zheng Yunming complained casually, and suddenly his heart moved: "Could it be?"

Yang Luo shouted in a low voice: "Don't guess the enemy's actions casually before collecting intelligence, the top priority is to send spies immediately." ”

"That's right." Zheng Yunming shouted: "Go and tell Chen Yingrui to lead three hundred soldiers out to visit the Mongolian military camp!" ”

Chen Yingrui led 300 people along the forest path to the sentry, and soon after, someone flew to report. The Mongol camp had long since been emptied, with only a few empty yurts left, and even the bulky Lele cart was gone.

Yang Luo shook his fist violently: "It's mine or not, even in the fiercest battle, I can't relax the detection of the opponent a little, I care too much about the powerful ability of the Mongolian cavalry to hunt and kill the sentry, in order to protect the life of the sentry and not release the reconnaissance force in time, so that Tath has the opportunity to play such a trick." ”

"Don't be frustrated, Tath's destination will definitely be Zaoyang, and then the army will be diverted to Xiangyang, where you will continue to lead the troops and scatter spies to track down the traces of the Mongols. I returned to Yingzhou to discuss with Marshal Meng Heng how to rescue Xiangyang. ”

"You take 5,000 soldiers with you, you don't need so many people here." Yang said.

Zheng Yunming was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What if Tath goes and returns?" ”

"No, the Mongols are now all focused on Xiangyang, he has broken through the Fengbu Cliff with a horse gun, do you want to do a protracted siege battle under the city of Yingzhou? Therefore, he set up a suspicious array and withdrew his troops, just to find another way in Dahong Mountain to Zaoyang. This is the strength of the Mongols, whose cavalry group can advance a hundred miles in a day and night, and there is no need to compete with us here for a short time. ”

"Fifteen hundred people are enough to guard here. Remember, the ultimate goal of the Mongols and us is still Xiangyang. Yang Yu said calmly: "I think Yingzhou is no longer in their consideration." ”

When Zheng Yunming rushed back to Yingzhou with his soldiers and horses, Meng Heng also said almost the same thing to him.

"The focus of the Mongols is no longer in the south of Yingzhou, but in Xiangyang." When he said this, he was standing on the bank of the busy and chaotic Han River. The entire Hanshui River was crowded with warships and baggage boats coming from downstream, and there were hundreds of boats as far as Zheng Yunming's eye could see, unlike the Mongols, who often used hundreds or thousands of boats, but most of them were just rafts and bamboo rafts, and at best, they were just temporary robbery. This time, most of the ships moored here were naval warships.

Although the difference in combat effectiveness between small warships such as water whistle horse ships and iron harrier ships and civilian ships was not as great as imagined in later generations, it was enough to gain the upper hand over the Mongols' bamboo rafts in a single battle. Not to mention the large warships and vehicles that sailed along the river, and the waves set off by the wheels turning the river could be seen everywhere along the river. In the heavy figures of large and small vehicles and ships, Zheng Yunming found the figures of four eight-car ships in his Jing'e Water Army.