In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone on the northern suburbs outside Lin'an City, the Mongolian army in Beiying, which had been suffering all night, was preparing to rush out of the camp and teach the Southern Song Dynasty a lesson.

When I came out, I found that the Southern Song Dynasty army, which had "made waves" last night and set off a monstrous killing in the suburbs, had already receded like a tide, leaving only one place full of desolation.

As far as the eye could see, there was no longer a living Mongolian cavalry in sight.

The military camps on the east, west, and south sides are still burning with raging fires, and the yurts have been burned to ashes, and the camps have been reduced to scorched earth, black smoke curling, and corpses are all over the field, which is indescribably desolate.

The ownerless war horse neighed and stood beside the owner's corpse, unwilling to leave for a long time.

The soldiers of the North Battalion looked blankly at everything in front of them, their eyes were full of anger and confusion, after this battle, where should they go? Whether to continue the siege or to withdraw the troops.

At this moment, only His Majesty the Emperor can make a decision.

"Go back to camp and be on standby!"

The deputy general of the northern camp took the lead in returning to the camp, and with the temperament of the Mongols, the two sides formed such a blood feud, and the battle was not over. Once Lin'an is breached, it is imperative to slaughter the city.

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At dawn, the night-long slaughter was over, and the three major Mongol military camps were all routed, and the surviving soldiers either fled to the northern camp or simply fled to the base.

The cavalry troops of the Southern Song Dynasty camp pursued all the way and pursued all night, because the killings were too frequent, and many of the soldiers' weapons were rolled up.

The corpses of the Mongol cavalry could be found everywhere in the wilderness, and there was no such thing as a prisoner in this war, either dead or alive, and there was no third option.

When the army returned to the city, it suddenly set off a wave of waves.

Victory!

In this battle, the Southern Song Dynasty camp not only killed the enemy general Boyan and defeated the living force of the Mongolian army, but also captured a large amount of grain and grass materials in the Mongolian military camp, which greatly alleviated the food crisis in Lin'an City.

Most of the Mongol return artillery was also destroyed in this battle.

When the news of Boyan being beheaded by the evil came out, the entire city was boiling.

As the main general who defeated the Southern Song Dynasty, Boyan was really stained with too much Han blood on his hands. Not to mention, there are many people's family members in Lin'an City alone, who died directly or indirectly at the hands of Boyan.

As soon as Boyan died, the people naturally applauded, and some people took the initiative to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Of course, good news is mixed with bad news.

Just last night, Prime Minister Lu Hideo unfortunately died. Upon learning that Boyan had been killed, the Mongolian sergeant in charge of guarding Lu Xiufu was furious and directly killed Lu Xiufu and his party.

As soon as the news came out, Lin'an City can be described as a double heaven of joy and sorrow.

As the last prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lu Xiufu's death was definitely a great loss to the imperial court, and the eight-year-old emperor Zhao Yu cried into a tearful person, clamoring for Mr. Lu.

Lu Xiufu sacrificed his life for the country and is worthy of being remembered by future generations.

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Lin'an City, North City Tower.

Although Lu Xiufu's death brought a trace of sadness to Lin'an City, a big victory is a big victory. Soon, from the civil and military officials of the imperial court to the ordinary people, they all rejoiced.

In their opinion, the defense of Lin'an City is already a sure thing, and some officials have even imagined taking the initiative to attack again, sweep away the remnants, and regain the lost territory.

Of course, these officials are just talking about it, and they will never dare to go into battle if they really want them to go into battle.

Early in the morning, Ouyang Shuo, accompanied by Jia Xu and Xu Chu, climbed the North City Tower and looked into the distance. Every move of the Mongolian Beiying army was watched by Ouyang Shuo.

Seeing that the enemy army in Beiying was regrouping, Ouyang Shuo's expression became more and more solemn.

Ouyang Shuo was not blindly confident, the Mongols were by no means soft persimmons, and they were just caught off guard last night. The Mongolian army is known as a million, not to mention, there are still 400,000 troops left in only six bases, and there are not a few Mongolian troops who fled last night.

Counting the Beiying army, the combination of these forces is still terrifying.

In last night's battle, the Southern Song Dynasty camp was not without battle damage, and the Mongolian cavalry may be intimidated in front of the Great Xia Guards, but it is different in other places.

The specific battle report has not yet been counted, and conservative estimates suggest that at least more than 30,000 people were killed in battle.

"Kill a thousand enemies, and lose eight hundred."

Of course, after last night's battle, the overall situation of the Southern Song Dynasty camp has greatly improved compared with before. Ouyang Shuo looked at the northern land, his gaze seemed to pass through the void, looking at the Sanhe City in the north.

There, it was Kublai Khan's Golden Horde.

"It's time for the final battle!" Somehow, Ouyang Shuo suddenly had a surge of fighting spirit, his blood was boiling, and he couldn't wait to go into battle in person and fight with the legendary Yuan Shizu.

Perhaps, it is the national complex in Ouyang Shuo's body that is causing trouble.

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On the seventeenth day of the battle, Sanhe City.

Of the six bases surrounding Lin'an, Sanhecheng was the most heavily guarded, and half of the 400,000 Mongol troops left behind were stationed around Sanhecheng to defend their emperor.

In the center of the city stood a huge golden tent, and the surrounding buildings were swept away to house this golden tent, which was incompatible with the overall architectural style of the city.

In the palatial golden tent, Kublai Khan did not sleep all night.

The successive bad news made the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty furious, like a fierce beast that chooses people and devours people, making people dare not approach.

So far last night, three maids serving Kublai Khan's daily life have been beaten to death for no reason.

The entire Triad City was enveloped in an atmosphere of terror.

No matter who it is, they are cautious, for fear of annoying His Majesty the Emperor in the Golden Horde. The surviving Han people in the city were even more frightened, unable to sleep all night, hiding at home and not daring to go out.

The Mongols were furious, and who knows what to do with them.

At about 9 o'clock in the morning, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded on the official road at the south gate of Sanhe City, and when I looked up, it was a Mongolian cavalry squad that had just been withdrawn from the front line.

When the soldiers defending the city saw it, they didn't care at all. Because since last night, there has been an endless stream of defeated troops fleeing from the front line to Sanhe City, and this team doesn't look special at the moment.

When the defenders of the city gate saw it, it was even more difficult to hide their disdain.

In the eyes of the Mongols, desertion was a very shameful act, and it was not done by warriors. Mongolian military regulations even specifically stipulate that if any unit flees without a fight, it will be tortured if it is captured.

What kind of torture? It's also very simple to do.

The Mongols would put these deserters into sacks one by one, throw them into an open field, and then charge and trample them back and forth with their cavalry until none of them could move.

The scene is bloody, and it is enough to make the faces of others turn pale.

At this moment, a city gate guard recognized the leading general and exclaimed, "General Zhang?!" ”

I saw that the man's eyes were blank, his whole body was covered with blood, his face was dirty, wrapped in coagulated blood scabs, and the armor on his body was broken and loosely covered on his body.

is not a familiar person, and he will never recognize this down-and-out general as the Mongolian general Zhang Hongfan.

When Zhang Hongfan heard this, he glanced at the other party, revealing a sudden expression, but this guard was a personal soldier who had served under him for a period of time, no wonder he recognized it at a glance.

With this level of concern, Zhang Hongfan has more confidence in his heart.

"Take me to His Majesty the Emperor, I'm here to ask for sin." Zhang Hongfan said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing him say this, the surrounding sergeants all looked over.

Zhang Hongfan's name is not only in the Southern Song Dynasty, but also in Mongolia, and in a big battle last night, this person is one of the protagonists, which is naturally particularly eye-catching.

The sergeants looked at the down-and-out general with either inquisitive, disdainful, or sympathetic.

According to the Mongolian military regulations, the main general Boyan died in battle, and the deputy general Zhang Hongfan died on the battlefield, but once he didn't die and escaped alive, the problem would only get worse.

Zhang Hongfan will not only be executed, but may also affect his family.

Therefore, generally like this situation, if the adjutant general is lucky enough not to die, then he should wipe his neck on the battlefield, and maybe he can be a "martyr" and benefit his family.

At present, Zhang Hongfan appeared in Sanhe City, and he had to meet His Majesty the Emperor, which was very rare.

As a senior Mongolian general, it is impossible for Zhang Hongfan not to know that when he came to Sanhe City, he might not even see His Majesty's face, so he was ordered to click.

Of course, Zhang Hongfan wanted to die, but thinking of the current war situation, it seems that he can't die yet, not that his loyalty to Mongolia is so high that he can not care about the life and death of his family.

It's just that deep down in his heart, Zhang Hongfan still has some careful thoughts and calculations.

The Mongolian army was defeated, Boyan was killed in battle, even if Kublai Khan wanted to conquer in person, he urgently needed the assistance of generals around him. Therefore, Zhang Hongfan wanted to gamble that Kublai Khan would not kill him at this time.

Keeping him is more valuable.

Moreover, in the big battle last night, Zhang Hongfan, as a deputy general, actively organized the rescue of Boyan, and there was no dereliction of duty, nor did he escape from the battle, Kublai Khan understood the situation clearly, and should be able to open the net.

Zhang Hongfan is a man who cherishes his life, and he is also an ambitious general.

Therefore, last night, when he finally broke out of the siege under the escort of his own soldiers, after thinking about it for a while, he still resolutely rushed to Sanhe City.

"Take me to His Majesty the Emperor." Zhang Hongfan said again.

Only then did the guard react and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go and report." ”

Perhaps it was the real immortal Zhang Hongfan, the first difficulty in meeting Kublai Khan, because an acquaintance at the city gate was easily crossed by Zhang Hongfan.

If no one reports, then he Zhang Hongfan will really be in trouble.

Soon after the guards left, they turned back and brought with him the words of His Majesty the Emperor: "Immediately tie up Zhang Hongfan for the crime and send him to the Golden Horde for trial." ”

Zhang Hongfan breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this, as long as His Majesty the Emperor was willing to see him, things would take a turn for the better, and he was afraid that His Majesty would not even want to see him, so he directly ordered to be beheaded.

What outsiders don't know is that in this short moment, Zhang Hongfan's palms were already full of cold sweat, and no one knew that the general had already closed the ghost gate.

Zhang Hongfan took a deep breath and prepared to enter the city.

From now on, he had to think carefully about how to assist His Majesty the Emperor in his personal expedition.