Guo Xu, the scout officer of the Red Shirt Army on Hui'an Fort, put down the clairing mirror and said to the flag officer behind him: "The Mongols are going to attack with fire, and they will act according to the plan." The flag officer took the order, Guo Xu smiled and said to the trembling Hui'an Fort beside him: "Don't worry, the Mongols can't come in." ”

The owner of Hui'an Fort is a sixty-year-old Hui old man, this fort is the only way to Guanzhong in the Hetao area, and it is also an oasis in the desert, he and the fort people make a living by receiving merchants, there has been no business for nearly half a year, but they still stick here, so far away from the war, there will be no worries about their lives, and when the war is over, they can continue to do their business, but it did not come to pass, this nameless fort actually became the center of the war, the Ming army and the Western Xia army encountered a bloody battle here, it is inevitable that the Mongolian people are powerful, and the more than 50 Han people in red clothes in the fort cannot be their opponents in any case, I really don't know where this young Han general got this self-confidence。

Guo Xu is a native of Shandong, 21 years old this year, is a standard Red Shirt army self-trained officer, 18 years old enlisted in the army, entered the capital five cities Soldiers and Horses Division as a soldier, because of excellent performance, was selected to be sent to the Red Shirt Army teaching team, and later entered the Beijing Normal Lecture Martial Arts Hall short training as a soldier, all of them are regular firearms war training, there is no cold weapons army of those rigid thinking, and this young sentry is still a fanatical Zhenwu Hou supporter, in his and his brothers' minds, Zhenwu Hou is a combination of martial arts and Wenqu Xing, without the marshal, there would be no of them today, they fight the war purely for the marshal's loyalty。

The officers of the Red Shirt Army have taken lessons before setting out on the expedition, and they know the tactics of the Mongols, and now the enemy is much more numerous than their own, and they have suffered a lot of losses just now, so they will definitely not retreat easily, and they will definitely take bloody revenge, and now they light the torches to attack with fire, if they guess correctly, they will rush to the wall of Hui'an Fort and throw the torches into the city in turn, although Hui'an Fort is made of loess, but there are still a lot of dry grass and sundries stored in it, and there are still a lot of flammable things, if they succeed, it will definitely cause huge losses.

There are only about 50 people under Guo Xu's hands, but all of them are heroes who have experienced a hundred battles, and the three thousand Mongolians surrounded Hui'an Fort, but everyone just didn't care, holding cigarettes and curling Erlang's legs, and looked coldly, although the enemy was strong, horses, and strong, but in the eyes of everyone, it was just a chicken, a dog, because there was a strong backup behind this scout team - the airship army.

Standing at the top of the fortress, the flag officer turned a few times into the air with a hand-cranked self-grinding signal lamp, and the airship that received the signal started the propeller powered by rubber bands, and silently and slowly approached the assembly place of the Mongols.

With a wave of his hand, the army rushed forward, the knights brandished torches, roared and rushed forward, thousands of horses trampled on the ground, and the people in the fortress could feel the ground trembling, and they squatted on the ground with their heads in horror, waiting for the end to come.

But after a while, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves was chaotic, and with an earth-shattering explosion, the outsiders of the fort shouted and neighed, and the burgers looked up, only to see those men in red clothes holding their arms one by one, watching coldly, and not moving at all, and the burghers realized that their reinforcements were coming.

The bomb on the airship is not a grenade for the infantry, but a real bombshell, a big fat pig-like cast iron bomb stuffed with high explosives, this is not some kind of old-fashioned black powder with nitrocellulose and three charcoal, but a powerful nitrocellulose explosive with a thunder mercury fuse on the warhead, falling into a dense cavalry cluster, exploding with huge force, tearing the cast iron shell into pieces, shattering into thousands of sharp steel slags, raging and harvesting the defenseless cavalry, those who are closer to the blast heart are directly swept out by the air waves, dozens of kilometers away, a radius of more than a dozen zhang, the flesh and blood are blurred, and it is impossible to distinguish between human corpses and horse bodies。

The Mongolian cavalry who suffered a sudden blow panicked, many of them hid in the stirrups according to experience, trying to cover themselves with horses, but this effort was obviously futile, even the steel plate and brick walls were defenseless in front of the bombs, not to mention the flesh and blood horses, the Xue army was the elite after being attacked by the bomb, and still did not rout, continued to gather in piles to observe the situation on the battlefield, there was no moon in the dark night, only the torches in each other's hands could illuminate the blood and horror on each other's faces, where did the attack come from? The soldiers asked each other anxiously.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "Look! The gods have descended. Everyone raised their eyes and saw that there were three huge behemoths floating in the sky, and they couldn't see their faces in the dark, but obviously the attack just now was their move, and the Mongolian cavalry was not afraid of the sky, but they were still timid in front of the ghosts and gods, since the gods had come down to help the enemy, then what else was the beginning of this battle.

Gu Lunmu also saw the monster in the sky, and the man who had experienced a hundred battles beat a small drum in his heart, this is definitely not our Mongolian god, but Allah, worshiped by the Hui people, descended to the earth, and he shouted: "Retreat!" He left the corpses all over the ground and fled.

The airship was inferior to the cavalry, and the reason for the darkness did not pursue the troops of Gulum, but quietly stopped in the sky to guard the Fort of Hui'an, and the people of the fort who witnessed all this knelt on the ground one by one and recited the Koran, and they also thought that Allah had come down to save them.

When the sky was light, the people who had not slept all night realized that the gods in the sky were nothing more than the industrial products of the Han people in the Central Plains, and the huge black boat was painted with dark golden dragons and numbers, and there were people waving down in the cabin below.

The sun rose from the east and shone on the battlefield of the dead and wounded, the summer temperature on the plateau was very high, and soon the corpses began to stench, but no one cleaned the battlefield, and a few gurun specially left scouts to observe the situation quietly crawled out of the pile of dead people, crawled out of the pile, and crawled out of the long distance, before jumping on the horses and leaving the dust, the observers on the airship saw all this, and only smiled slightly.

Gu Lunmu's troops experienced this night's battle, losing more than 1,000 people, they did not withdraw too far, but camped thirty miles away, and waited for the scouts to report that those monsters were not gods at night, but the ghost tricks of the Han people, when Gu Lunmu's confidence suddenly regained again, he immediately sent fast horses to Lingwu to mobilize reinforcements, not only Lingwu's soldiers had to be transferred, but even the cowardly Xue army in Ningxia City had to be mobilized, because Gu Lunmu knew very well that the Han people had already moved if they did not move, and they were attacking in a big way, and it was only the forward troops that occupied Hui'an Fort, and it was not known how many soldiers and horses there were behind, rather than waiting for them to reach the city of Ningxia, it was better to resist the enemy on this wasteland。

Gu Lunmu's guess was not wrong, and a few hours later, the brigade of the Red Shirts came to the vicinity of Hui'an Fort, and the tens of thousands of new annexed troops urgently dispatched by Gu Lunmu also began to come, and a big battle was about to explode.