When the Song army saw the cavalry in the village rushing violently, they were so frightened that they threw down their flags, swords and guns, and fled backwards without their lives.

Almost at the same time, every Mongol cavalry realized that this force of Song troops had made a great mistake.

In the face of the pursuit of such a highly mobile cavalry, they did not scatter and run all over the mountains, but instead set up piles and drilled into the grass, although the grass was long and dense, the front was only a large open space suitable for attack.

This was the most suitable choice for the Mongols to hunt.

With a long whistle, the cavalry divided into two wings and flanked the enemy who was digging through the grass.

Three hundred steps! Two hundred steps! One hundred steps!

The head of the hundred households who rushed to the front calculated the distance at any time, and seeing that the Song army at the back was close enough to him, he pulled out the stubborn horn bow in his hand and put a loquat needle arrow on the bow.

He suddenly felt a sinking under him. When he looked down, the horse gradually sank into the mud.

The back of Yanjia Village was originally a pond used for irrigation, and the irrigation canal was later diverted. Water became scarce and gradually silted up into a deep swamp. On weekdays, it is covered with wind-blown soil, like a dry land. If the villagers don't say it, outsiders won't be able to see that this is a swamp with accumulated silt.

But Yang Zhi said.

"Raise the flag." Yang Luo looked at the dozens of enemy soldiers struggling in the swamp, and his tone of voice seemed to be as relaxed as ordering wine and food in a wine shop. Shi Gang held the red flag in his hand high.

Those Song troops who desperately drilled into the grass, I don't know when they all came back, lined up in three columns, stood in the grass and launched wave after wave of volleys according to the commander's orders.

"What time is it going to do?" Yang Luo straightened up and shouted, "Free shooting!" Shoot all these fools trapped in the mud without leaving them behind! Before he could finish speaking, an arrow flew past his cheek.

It is worthy of the elite of a hundred battles that swept the world, even if they were struggling in the swamp, many people still raised their bows and arrows to fight back, of course, the strength of the arrows to fight back was nothing, but it was still accurate, and several soldiers of the Youyi battalion had been killed and injured in an instant.

More people waved iron group cards to block the rain of arrows, and they actually blocked a lot of flying feather arrows.

The more than 30 Mongolian soldiers who rushed behind stopped their footsteps in time, took off the rope from the horse's neck, and threw it to their companions trapped in the mud in an attempt to rescue.

Someone tried to shoot at the Song army with bows and arrows to cover the people in the swamp, but they did not dare to approach easily due to the range of the swamp, and after shooting a few arrows, they found that although the arrows were far away, they could not reach the Song troops who were lining up to shoot indiscriminately.

These shameless people who did not dare to face each other stood at a safe distance, firing arrows at targets that could not move one after another, and their leisurely appearance was almost like practicing targets on a shooting range.

The Mongol cavalry, standing on the dry ground, saw that the momentum was not good, and did not care about their companions who remained in the mire, so they resolutely mounted their horses and ran north.

The cavalry hurriedly passed through Yanjia Village, and when they were about to leave the village through the crowded village road, a row of wooden fences was suddenly erected in the flat ground.

The cavalry led by them could not stop their horses, and even men and horses crashed into the fence. In the small village that was originally deserted, Song soldiers armed with long lances came out, and then under the cover of houses and fences, they only stabbed at the cavalry who were unable to move.

The Song army quietly waited in the woods next to Yanjia Village, waiting for the Mongol army to leave the village, and immediately sneaked into the village and ambushed it.

Standing behind the earthen wall, Chen Guang saw an opportunity and stabbed a cornered Mongol cavalryman off his horse with a single shot. He carried a spear and shouted: "Poke them all down for me, don't let one go!" ”

The fierce fighting in the village did not last long, and the Mongol cavalry, crowded between the houses and paths, could not advance or retreat, and were divided into several sections by the Song army's attack on all sides, and were all annihilated in a short time.

Chen Guang ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and ran to the south of the village to check the battle situation. The Song army was still shooting at the enemy for a long time.

He shouted, "Commander, it's almost time to stop!" ”

Yang Luo looked at Chen Guang from afar and held a spear to signal, and then called Shi Gang: "Put away the flag." ”

With the red flag put away, the soldiers stopped their bows and arrows one after another.

Chen Guang led dozens of sergeants to drag the remaining dozen or so Mongolian soldiers who were exhausted and unable to resist ashore, and found the body of the Mongolian head of a hundred households by the way.

Yang Luo walked over to take a closer look, and saw that the hundred households were almost full of Song army's arrows, and they still held the beautiful stubborn sheep's horn bow firmly in their hands, and several soldiers wanted to snatch the bow, but they couldn't break the dead man's clenched hand.

Yang Luo stepped forward and bowed to the corpse and said, "It's a good man." With that, he raised his hand and cut off the head of the hundred household chiefs.

Since Yang Xun left with the team, Lu Xunzhi has hardly been under the wooden building of the walled gate. Although the commander sat in front of the wooden building with a calm and relaxed appearance, everyone knew that he was very worried about the success or failure of the first battle of the Earth Dragon Army.

Not only is it Lu Xun one of them, whether it is the army or the people in the village, everyone is looking forward to Yang Luo's expedition to bring back a real victory, if Yang Luo is really embarrassed to escape back or simply can't come back, then what awaits Dazhai is likely to be a destruction.

As a Confucian scholar, of course, Lu Xunzhi can't show his nervous side, but behind his indifferent posture, the fist he clenched in his sleeve has been soaked with sweat.

When he wanted to stand up and move his muscles, the lookout post on the wooden tower shouted: "I see the flag of the camp!" ”

On the road to the north are the victorious teams that are full of ambition.

Yang Luo, who was neatly draped all over, rode on a freshly captured war horse, and the scimitar inlaid with cat's eye stone hanging from his waist was particularly eye-catching. Slowly walking at the front of the team, he turned around from time to time and shouted: "Who won the first victory of the Earth Dragon Army!" ”

The marching team responded in unison: "Only I am swimming, and the one who is invincible!" "I am the only one, and I am invincible!"

"Open the door!" Lu Xunzhi was still silent, but others could see that his body was trembling slightly.

The gate of the village opened, and a group of sergeants went out to welcome the triumphant comrades, and the soldiers and civilians in the village gathered on both sides of the avenue, happily watching the first results of the new army, which had just been established a few months earlier.

At the forefront of the procession were dozens of captured horses, carrying captured armor, flags, and equipment on their backs.

Behind the horses were the vermilion lacquer archers who contributed the most in this battle, all of them were in good spirits, with red oil bow gourds and red oil feather arrow gourds hanging from their waists, striding forward with their chests high.

The long army followed the archers with spears and lances, and although they did not take as much credit as the archers, the victory in the short but fierce ambush battle in the village still boosted their morale.

At the end of the line were the tightly guarded captives, all unkempt and embarrassed, and some children picked up stones from the ground and threw them at them.

Naturally, there could not have been any sympathy for the Mongols in the crowd, and even the captives themselves looked depressed, not intending to respond to these insults in the slightest.

Only a young Mongolian soldier struggled and cursed loudly in Mongolian.

"What is he cursing there?" Lu Qingchun, the commander of the camp, couldn't help but ask curiously. He was a scholar in the hinterland and knew nothing about Mongolian.

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Lu Xunzhi said: "He is saying that Tath is coming, and no one in our village will be able to survive at that time, so we should be ready to die as soon as possible." ”

Lu Qingchun read suspiciously: "Tath? Who is Tarth? ”

"Tarth?" Yang Luo held the pocket he had just taken off in his hand, walked a few steps over and asked, "Did he really say Tath just now?" If that's the case, it means the manager might be in big trouble."

Zheng Yunming couldn't understand how terrifying the so-called big trouble was at this time, and he felt frustrated that Shatou City's defense could not be as perfect as the old camp.

It was remarkable that three days could be hastily erected to erect a defensive wall. It was impossible to rely on Zheng Yunming and his 3,000 soldiers alone.

Most of this civil engineering work benefited from the temporary recruitment of strong men from Shatou City. The first job of arriving in Shatou City is to separate the strong men, the young women, and the old and weak. The strong men were responsible for building the fortifications, the women were organized to make the weapons they needed, and the young and old were cooking.

According to Zheng Yunming's understanding, this should be a natural allocation for the cities to defend, but what he doesn't understand is that people are willing to voluntarily obey the arrangement and volunteer to contribute, and it must be when they actually understand the threat they face.

The people of Shatou City apparently did not really believe in the news of the possible Mongol attack. Some people began to clamor that Mr. Zheng was doing useless work, purely to get some benefits from the people, and to entertain them in advance.

Wang Deng's countermeasure was to pull the troops to surround the troublemakers, and then detain a few people who were the first to do the trouble.

"In times of war, extraordinary means are used, and this is not the time to show mercy." Wang Deng reciprocated to Zheng Yunming like this.

Zheng Yunming also nodded yes, the mother-in-law who can't tolerate a lot in wartime is the moment when the general is dictatorial.

Under the strict supervision of Wang Deng's generals, a huge wooden wall modeled after the camp of Lao Yashan was erected, and a trench of more than two zhang was dug outside the city wall.

The urgently made rejection horses were sparsely arranged on the periphery, and even Zheng Yunming himself felt that these hastily completed rejections could hardly really pose any obstacle to the Mongols.

The manufacture of the wood and rolling stones was carried out around the clock, but the number that could be completed in three days was very limited. Not to mention the horse cards and the war shed.

Even now, the military camps are constantly rushing to make horse cards, and anyone understands the power of the Mongolian longbow, and one more rush may save one more person's life.