The decline of the Jin State is indeed an obvious fact, as evidenced by the rise and fall of the Red Jacket Army and the fact that Shandong has never been completely controlled.

But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the strength of the Jin Kingdom is still not something that the rebels can contend with. It's just that under the blows of Mongolia and Western Xia, they have to protect Henan and ensure the defense line of Guanhe, and regard Shandong as a place of restraint.

Wang Xian said that it is of course possible to take the opportunity to make a big move, but it is what Meng Jiucheng wants to avoid.

If nothing else, Song Jin will go to war next year, and this pair of Red Turban Army and Meng Jiucheng will be a good opportunity for development.

The support of the Song court will be increased, and the energy of the Jin army will be turned to the Southern Song Dynasty, and from these two aspects alone, the Red Turban Army will be in a very advantageous position.

If the limelight is too strong now, whether it will affect the overall situation, Meng Jiucheng is not sure. If the Jin State delayed the war with the Song and instead launched a large-scale counterattack against the Red Turban Army, the situation would become very bad.

Counting on the Southern Song Dynasty? Meng Jiucheng didn't think so.

At that time, the Southern Song Dynasty was likely to cut off supplies to avoid offending the Jin State. After all, for them, the Red Turban Army is nothing more than a northern bandit, who can be used if they can, and get rid of if they can't.

There is also the Mongolian army, after occupying the central capital, it is attacking and plundering in Hebei, Meng Jiucheng would rather stay in Shandong than prematurely encounter a stronger enemy than the Jin army.

And also next year, Genghis Khan will lead the main army to the west, and hand over the Central Plains to Muhuali, and only 20,000 Mongolian troops will be left.

It was precisely because of the shift in the strategic focus of the Mongol army that Jin Guo took a breath and launched a war against the Song Dynasty, wanting to make up for the losses in the battle with the Mongol army.

The strength of the Mongolian army remaining in the Central Plains declined, which also created favorable conditions for the Red Turban Army.

It can be said that Meng Jiucheng thinks a lot and is far away, but these can't be completely told to others. He had to make up some reasons to convince the generals.

Of course, the current base areas still need to be restored and consolidated, and there is not enough money and food, so Meng Jiucheng does not need to make things up, and only puts forward practical difficulties to implement his strategy of slow development.

After explaining to Wang Xian, Meng Jiucheng asked him to step up his monitoring of the enemy and not let the enemy escape easily.

Due to the rain, the siege work was delayed, and Meng Jiucheng didn't know if Pucha Li's family would escape, but he didn't make some countermeasures.

In the middle of the night, Meng Jiucheng was woken up by his personal guards and reported the latest situation: Pucha Li's family abandoned the city and fled.

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The rain seemed to be a little lighter, but on the galloping horse, the rhythm of the raindrops hitting the face was faster.

Pucha Li's ears were still buzzing, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and the Jin soldiers who fled on foot were thrown farther and farther away one by one, but he didn't bother to look back.

Defeated, deservedly defeated, defeated without suspense, just persevered for a little longer. If you give yourself another chance – and there's still no way to crack it, that's the really sad thing.

Pucha Li's family ran at the front of the team, only the sound of horses' hooves in front of and behind them was not dense. At this point, remorse immediately welled up in his heart, causing him to bite his lip.

It's just that this remorse is quite complicated, obviously not one or two.

He regretted that he had listened to the words of some spell that could be broken, and went out of the city to fight; He regretted that after the camp was breached, he had to oversee the army to fight again, incurring even greater losses......

A salty smell poured into his throat, and Pucha Li Jia had bitten his lip unconsciously.

Providence also, so is fortune. I'm afraid that failure is inevitable!

Suddenly, Pucha Li felt that his body was leaning over, and he was thinking wildly, and he was defenseless, and fell violently with the horse's hoof.

His head slammed on the ground, splashing muddy water, even with the protection of the helmet, the Pucha Li family was also dizzy, and he didn't react to what was going on for a while.

Several of the guards behind him were so close that they didn't have time to rein in their horses, and they all stumbled and rolled to the ground.

"Your Excellency." The guards behind hurriedly reined in the horse's head, shouting and dismounting.

A volley of crossbow bolts suddenly shot out of the jungle beside the road, piercing the rain curtain and carrying the coldness of death with a scream.

"Enemy attack, there is an ambush." The golden soldiers exclaimed, jumped off their horses, looked around nervously, and waved their swords and guns as protection.

A row of crossbow arrows only hit a few golden soldiers and four horses, but it was a heavy psychological blow to the fleeing golden soldiers who were already frightened birds.

When it is strong, it is avoided, and when it is weak, it is attacked. This was an order given by Meng Jiucheng to the troops responsible for the roundabout blockade.

In layman's terms, it is to bully the soft and fear the hard. In fact, this tactic does not need to be taught, how to practice, according to instinct, no one will hit the wall with their heads, and they will not challenge the army with a few people and find their own death.

Of course, there were not many troops that braved the rain to advance and block the attack in a roundabout way, and there was no way to intercept and block the attack with all their might. I had to dig some traps, pull up the tripping ropes, put on the crossbow arrows, and wait for the opportunity to sneak attack and kill the enemy.

Although the sneak attack did not kill many enemies, it slowed down the escape of the Pu family and the Li family, and bought time for the Red Turban Army in pursuit.

After a period of chaos, the Jin army once again mounted their horses and fled, losing a few horses, suffering a few casualties, and their morale was even more depressed, and they kept looking to both sides suspiciously, beware of the sudden shooting of the killing weapon.

Not only that, but the golden soldiers in front of him had to keep their eyes open and pay attention to the horse rope, and their speed involuntarily slowed down.

The rain hit the face, the body, and even the eyes. Wang Xian closed one eye and wiped it with his hand, then closed the other one and wiped it.

Although there are still many people in the Jin army who fled out of the city, who would dare to turn around and fight again when they escaped? Therefore, the Jin soldiers who fled along the main road lost their inevitable consciousness as soldiers, and many people even threw away their weapons in their hands, and their armor had long become a burden and was ruthlessly abandoned.

For the pursuit behind him, the Jin soldiers did not have the courage to turn back and fight, and ran and screamed in panic, or knelt down and kowtowed to beg for work, or got into the jungle by the side of the road, or ran slowly and were killed by the pursuers with knives and guns, and became a dead body that fell in the muddy water and was ignored.

The three hundred cavalry led by Wang Xian were not in a hurry to kill the fleeing Jin soldiers, these deserters who were isolated by the cavalry were not only killed, but also captured, and they did not have to waste their precious time at all.

After hurriedly grabbing the two golden soldiers and asking the whereabouts of the Li family of the Pu family, the iron horse galloped and chased after him.

What a feeling of pleasure that I haven't felt in a long time! Wang Xian sighed in his heart, once upon a time, he also led the remnants of the army into the mountains and forests, avoiding the Jin army and escaping.

Unexpectedly, feng shui took turns, and the time for role change was so fast, which was something he had never dreamed of before.

And now, the Pucha Li family with more than 200 personal guards and cavalry has not lost their armor and fled lightly.

First, the Pucha Li family felt that the enemy was not only marching and hurrying, but also attacking the city, and almost exhausted his physical strength, unable to pursue him; The second is his face problem, before he reaches the end of the mountain, he is embarrassed like a lost dog, which is really not what he wants.

The commander did not give orders, and the guards and cavalry who followed him certainly did not dare to make their own decisions, so as not to touch the mold of the Pucha Li family, who were already in a bad mood after the defeat.

Even so, the escape was not a smooth ride. Tripping ropes, trapping pits, crossbow arrows, although each attack could not kill and injure too many golden soldiers, but it constantly slowed down their speed and narrowed the distance between them and the pursuers.

Several dead horses lay on the ground, as well as the corpses of abandoned golden soldiers, killed by crossbow arrows, lying miserably on their backs in the muddy water, their dead fish-like eyes staring at the night sky.

"The enemy is exhausted, and he has been harassed and attacked, and this is a good opportunity for my generation to kill the enemy and make contributions." Wang Xian stopped to observe the moment, and after getting on his horse, he shouted loudly: "Sons, continue to chase, and kill the enemy without leaving a single piece of armor." "There is no piece of armor left." The cavalry of the Red Turban Army shouted in response, started again, and embarked on the road of pursuit.

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Stretched, stretched, two tripping ropes suddenly popped out in the muddy water, and several golden soldiers fell, causing the golden soldiers' team to stop again.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...... Spears and crossbow bolts flew out of the woods on the side of the road, causing a scream and neighing horses.

This is a group of 180 people, relying on the woods, and causing trouble for the Jin army.

"Kill, search and kill the enemy!" The Pucha Li family jumped off their horses, roared and waved their knives.

He has endured it for too long, and these attackers scattered in the grass and woods have been attacking again and again, like nasty mosquitoes, buzzing around you, and rushing up to bite you from time to time.

This is simply adding fuel to the already remorseful emotions of the Pucha Li family, how can it not make him angry?

Bow and arrow, spear throwing...... The golden soldiers first attacked the jungle grass and trees indiscriminately, and then used knives and guns to pull out the branches and weeds, and searched deeply.

The Pucha Li family waited on the road under the protection of the guards, and also took a break by the way.

Most of them also wore combat armor, which undoubtedly added to the burden on the horses. Some of the horses were foaming at the foam, apparently physically exerting a lot.

"Your Excellency." The captain of the guard suddenly became nervous, opened his ears to listen carefully, and wondered, "Listen, is this the sound of horses' hooves, or—"

The Pucha Li family frowned, carefully distinguishing from the rustling sound of the rain hitting the leaves and grass, and his face gradually became stunned.

That's right, it's the sound of horses' hooves, and the direction is behind you, it's the pursuers.

"Collect the troops, retreat." Pucha Li hurriedly shouted, grabbed the reins and stepped on the horse.

"Collect the troops, retreat, the enemy is catching up." Panicked shouts rang out one after another in the ranks, and before the golden soldiers in the grass and woods could withdraw, the ranks had already begun to gallop forward.

By the time the golden soldiers who were searching for the enemy in the jungle hurriedly withdrew, the brigade had already left some distance, and only the backs of the cavalry behind them could be seen.

These guys shouted and cursed, and hurriedly got on their horses to chase after them.

There were a few golden soldiers who couldn't find the horses, and they didn't know whether the horses ran away with the brigade, or if they were taken away by some immoral and selfish guys. There are few horses and many people, and you are fighting for me, and there is chaos again.

The rapid sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, which had completely drowned out the noise in the rain, was heard so vividly that I don't know how many pursuers were coming.

The golden soldiers fled in panic, and only a few unlucky people who were knocked over on the road remained. Hearing the thunderous sound of hooves, these unfortunate bastards got up in pain and howled into the jungle.

In a few moments, the long cavalry procession followed up like a long dragon, and rumbled past the dead horses and corpses in the road.

Wang Xian's face tightened, and the wind whistled through both sides of the helmet. The horseshoe prints on the road already show that the enemy is not far away, and if you work harder, you can catch up and kill them

It feels so good to chase and kill! Sun Wuzheng was one riding position behind Wang Xian, and he held the handle of the saber hard, feeling a little slippery from the rain, and he rubbed his hand on his waist and thigh a few times Well, this time it felt much better.

The rain is like fog, but it just doesn't stop. But the dark clouds had faded, and the moonlight was faintly revealed, becoming hazy, and the stagnant water on the road reflected a little light, and then it was trampled by the chaotic horses' hooves, splashing countless broken jade fragments

Faintly, he could already see the figure in front of him, Wang Xian smiled coldly, grabbed the spear, and slammed forward.

Sun Wuzheng raised his saber, his upper arm perpendicular to the horizontal plane, the tip of his elbow against the helmet pointed to the sky, and his upper arm was hard behind him, ready to slash with all his strength.

The cavalry behind the two of them also raised their weapons, knives or guns, and the excitement of the battle instantly filled their bodies

The first to be caught up were the golden soldiers who had entered the jungle to search for the enemy, and these people had started late, leaving them with tired horses. As a result, they became the first targets of the pursuers

Seeing that the pursuers had arrived behind them, these golden soldiers shouted in fear and panic, desperately urging the horses, but none of them dared to turn back to meet the battle.

It's closer, it's closer, Wang Xian clamped the horse's belly hard, and the war horse swooped forward, reaching the attack distance.

He held the gun with both hands, controlled the horse purely with his legs, and stabbed out with a shot, and the sticky feeling just came along the body of the gun, and he pulled it out hard In the scream, Jin Bing's left rib was bloody, and he fell off the horse

The cavalry of the Red Turban Army used Wang Xian as the arrow, like a frenzy that constantly rolled the waves, ruthlessly drowning the Jin army that was falling behind.

Sun Wuzheng leaned forward, and the long-standing saber slashed down, and with the horsepower of the forward rush, the slanted shoulder strap carried this knife, almost cutting the golden soldier in half.

"Hey!" Wang Xian had already risen from the saddle, stepped on the stirrups with both feet, and controlled the horse purely with his legs, and stabbed out a shot diagonally, hitting the back of the enemy soldier.

"Slash!" He Sanbao waved the big knife, a powerful oblique split, blood rain sprayed, and a head flew into the air.

The knives and guns swung continuously, more blood splattered out, and more screams rang out. This made the cavalry of the Red Turban Army more and more excited, and constantly let out excited shouts.

And the golden soldiers who were lucky not to die after falling off their horses only lived a few seconds longer, and rows of cavalry galloped by, and they were either killed or trampled into flesh by the horses' hooves.

The field of vision in front was wide, and the group of golden soldiers who were left behind had been slaughtered. The sense of obstruction disappeared, and the speed of the cavalry of the Red Turban Army increased again, and they chased wildly towards the figure in front of them

The Pucha Li family listened to the rumbling sound of horses' hooves behind them, and when they were terrified, they felt the wheezing of the horses under their seats. Silently, he unfastened his rain-soaked cloak and threw it away, feeling the horse a little faster, and then unleashed his iron armor and threw it again.