Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Magical Bricks
"Report to the master!" At this time, another person walked in outside the door, and after seeing her enter the house, she saluted, and hurriedly said: "The Mongolian army has been assembled in Guhe County, and the disciples sent to investigate said that the black pressure is full of people, I'm afraid there are really 300,000!" ”
Guhe County is the nearest town to Mount Emei, surrounded by mountains on three sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is the only way to enter Emei.
Lin Tao frowned, got up and looked behind him, where there was originally a landscape painting of a famous person in the Tang Dynasty, but at this time, Lin Tao replaced it with a topography map near Mount Emei.
After carefully observing for a while, Lin Tao stretched out his hand and drew a few circles one by one in the dangerous terrain such as Snake Bend Gorge and Qingyundu, and said: "If we fight head-on with the Mongolian army, I am afraid that if there is a rush on the opposite side, our side will collapse, so we can only choose to ambush and fight in a small place!" ”
This is also the reason why Lin Tao directly gave up Guhe County, these people in the rivers and lakes have no sense of teamwork at all, I am afraid that they can't even stand in line, let alone the confrontation between the two armies, even if they defend the city, there is no rule at all, the scene of the Mongolian iron cavalry galloping and killing that day is still vivid in my mind at this time.
"Snake Bend Gorge! This is the first battle! I saw Lin Tao draw a big red cross on it, turned around and walked outside.
Snake Bend Gorge, two or three kilometers away from Mount Emei, the terrain is very steep, it is not so much a canyon as a crack in a mountain. From a distance, it looked as if the whole mountain had been split in the middle, and the rift was nothing more than a dirt road that could accommodate two or three people in parallel.
"Are you all here?" On the mountain above the Snake Bend Gorge, Lin Tao asked softly.
Jing Xuan hurriedly replied behind him: "According to the instructions of the master, all those temporary outer disciples have been summoned, but how to arrange those old people and children?" ”
"There is no time to arrange, pass the order down, take the head of a Mongolian soldier, you can obtain the status of an outer disciple, and grant the primary mental method "Chong Void and Nourish Qi Decision". Every three heads can be exchanged for a third-rate martial art or one or two silvers, and if you collect ten heads, you can get the title of disciple of the lower court. Collect 100 heads, no matter who you are, you can become a disciple of the upper court. If I can kill a thousand, I will take him as an apprentice myself! ”
"This" Jingxu's eyes widened, and when he saw Lin Tao's impatient eyes, he hurriedly nodded and took the order.
At the ferry in front of the Snake Bend Gorge, a team of Mongolian warriors is walking leisurely towards this side. A man dressed as a scribe at the head looked up at the steep terrain of the Snake Bend Gorge, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is a natural danger, if the enemy army is ambushed, our army will be miserable!" ”
The leading general had a big beard, and when he heard this, he laughed and said: "There is an ambush, it is better to have an ambush, I am afraid that they will not dare to come out to fight, like a turtle with a shrunken head, then it will be difficult to do." The county order is optimistic, see how I kill these bullshit and pee. ”
The literati was also Han, and his face showed shame and indignation, but he didn't speak, he only deliberately slowed down, slipped to the rear army, and said to a young general behind him: "Emei is not a person who is willing to be captured, there must be an ambush here." The arrogance of the Mongolian army is the way to death! ”
The young general is only in his twenties, at the age of blood and strength, and he has long been annoyed by the humiliation of the people, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his face when he heard the words, and said: "My lord, the people of Emei usually treat us well, and the world has changed. ”
When the scribe heard this, his eyes flashed, but after a while, he shook his head and said: "The rivers and lakes are not reckless, and even if this front is destroyed, the Mongolian army still has hundreds of thousands of people, and this battle is not easy to fight!" ”
The scribe was about to analyze further, but the young general straightened up and said, "The Mongol general has entered!" Hearing this, the scribe hurriedly said: "Quickly let our men retreat as far back as possible, the Emei faction is likely to cut off the rear of our army!" ”
As soon as the words fell, I saw the sound of rolling stones on the mountain, and the stones the size of the grinding disc flew down like rain, directly smashing the people below into flesh and mud, and huge stones were piled up on the mountain road, blocking the passage tightly.
"Stabilize it for me, stabilize it for me!" The Mongolian general of the former army hurriedly shouted around, and suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and when he looked up, he saw a white electric light flashing, and then lost consciousness in the next moment.
At the foot of the high mountain, Jingxu saw this scene, and hurriedly took out the arrow from his arms and shot it into the sky. The so-called cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops came to meet each other, and as soon as the arrow came out, countless people immediately poured into the valley.
However, the appearance of these people is really miserable, most of them are wearing coarse linen clothes, and some of them even have large holes in their clothes. The weapons are even more varied, and only a small number of people carry knives and guns and other weapons. Emei didn't have so many weapons to store, so he could only send out the farm tools.
I saw a group of people either with pickaxes or shovels, and these people with 'heavy soldiers' often stood at the front. The people behind are even more exaggerated, some are holding bamboo poles, some are holding wooden sticks, and they really can't find weapons, so they simply carry two bricks!
Such a large number of people rushed in, and the formation of the Mongolian army was instantly crushed. Lin Tao flew around in the crowd, as long as anyone dared to shout loudly and give orders, Lin Tao would reward him with a slap and a yang finger, if no one made a sound, he waved the sword of leaning against the sky, and harvested a large area.
Those people rushed over before, all with a breath of spirit, but when they really arrived at the battlefield at this time, they really saw the blood flowing like a river, and they were suddenly frightened.
But soon they were not afraid, because they found that the Mongol soldiers were even more afraid than they were. Only then did these people realize that they were really outnumbered, and almost all of them were their own people, often dozens of people surrounding a Mongol soldier.
The Mongol soldiers were all Han Chinese, and the weapons in their hands were either hoes or bamboo poles, which could be said to be of the right length, and some people used bricks to attack remotely, and they were often dizzy after a few hits, just throwing down their weapons and shouting.
As soon as these Mongolian soldiers showed a look of fear, those people were immediately not afraid, but rushed forward desperately like chicken blood.
Because they found that the biggest problem at this time was that there were not enough heads!
"I'm grass, don't rob Lao Tzu's head, I killed this person!" A strong man with a hoe shouted.
"Haha, see if Lao Tzu doesn't poke you to death!" An old man was carrying a bamboo pole in both hands, with a smug face.
A baby in a woman's arms giggles when she sees the Mongol soldiers being knocked to the ground with a few pickaxes.
Some Mongol soldiers did not believe in evil, put on a fierce expression, and slashed forward with their broadswords. But often before I touch someone, I feel that the back of my head has been smashed with a few bricks, and I am dizzy for a while.
"Hmph, no matter how vicious you are, you can't escape the old lady's bricks!" For the first time, the magical brick showed its unique charm on the battlefield, and soon became popular in the Emei faction, becoming a terrifying weapon of mass destruction for the Mongol soldiers.
The afterglow of the setting sun stained the battlefield red, and a tall man carried a human head in one hand, shouting like a mad demon: "Lao Tzu is a disciple of Emei!" ”
The war is not over yet, but there is no doubt that this battle has changed the lives of those people!