readx;? Fang Maung returned to Suzhou, first went to Xiuzhou, and after resting for three days, he set off for Suzhou. Biquge% www.biquge.info81

Because the scout reported that Wu Xi's army was slowly rushing to Suzhou on the road, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking Suzhou.

This information is in line with Fang Xiang's understanding.

Because the cavalry he met in Huzhou was the cavalry led by Liu Zishan, the deputy commander of the Huaiyang Army.

After dividing the troops, naturally there was not enough strength to deal with Suzhou, so he walked slowly, waiting for Liu Zishan to turn with him.

So, he rested in Xiuzhou for three days.

This path is familiar to him.

At that time, when he played Xiuzhou, he was the coach, Fang Qifo was the main general, since he won Xiuzhou, he went back and forth in Suzhou and Xiuzhou I don't know how many times.

He could walk back even with his eyes closed.

The army came to the place of Niutou Valley, and the appearance made people help him off his horse, and he wanted to see this place again, because it was here that he successfully ambushed the army of the Song army and wiped them all out here.

This took Suzhou in one fell swoop.

Niutou Valley is the last barrier in Suzhou, and it is usually guarded by people, but they are afraid that the Song army will use this place again and give them a counter-ambush, which will be terrible.

After a long time of not seeing the report of the guard, Fang Xiang felt that something was wrong, usually when he walked here to look at his proud work, there were always guards who came forward to report the situation during this period of time.

But the army has been here for so long, and the defenders still haven't appeared, so it can only mean one situation, Niutou Valley has been lost.

Fang Maung couldn't figure it out in his heart, how could he lose his place of governance was still in the hinterland of Suzhou and Xiuzhou, and the enemy was hundreds of miles away?

Wanting to prove his judgment, he called the little guard next to him and asked him to go to the camp in front to see if the defenders had drunk too much last night and had not yet come to see him.

The little guard had been following him for a long time, so he naturally knew it, so he went up the mountain with a smile and went to the barracks to investigate.

He was a well-looking guard, and he was much better than these defenders, and when people saw him, they were very enthusiastic, and they were happy when they thought about how those people bowed their heads and said hello to them.

From afar, I saw someone standing at the gate of the camp, with his head bowed, as if he was dozing.

This kid is lazy again, most likely because he didn't do a good deed last night, the yard is quiet, there is not a trace of sound, it seems that the coach guessed well, they must have drunk too much last night.

As he approached the gate of the camp, the little guard coughed twice on purpose, hoping to attract the guard's attention.

How do you know that the kid ignores him at all, and still sleeps sweetly on the wooden stake.

The little guard was not angry, after all, he was already very familiar, these people are usually very boring, and they are also very happy, except for drinking to relieve the depression in their hearts, it is difficult to find other fun.

So not only was he not angry, but he also thought about going over and teasing him.

Thinking of this, his steps began to become lighter, and he crept past, trying to pat him on the shoulder, and then hide behind him to scare him.

Before I got to the front, I smelled a very bad smell, very familiar, and I couldn't remember what it was, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and I couldn't help but speed up the pace under my feet.

He walked up to the guard and patted him on the shoulder, who was hanging his arms from the barrel of his gun as if he had no bones, and slammed his head to the ground.

The little guard was startled, but soon his body shook involuntarily, because he saw the guard lying on the ground, with a knife wound on his neck, apparently from behind his back.

There is not much point in going any further, the people inside must have all been killed, and they may be hiding inside, waiting for themselves to be slaughtered.

Thinking of himself, the little guard began to worry, if it was an ordinary bandit, it would be nothing, go back and inform the commander of the situation here, under the encirclement and suppression of the army, it may not be possible for the people here to grow wings and run.

But if the people inside are not bandits, but ambushes of the Huaiyang army, then I am afraid that the entire army is now surrounded by others, and even the commander may not be able to leave.

You have to inform the boss quickly, no matter what the situation is, the worst is that the Song soldiers have arrived, and there is still a chance under the hard work, if they are dumplings by others, then there is a danger of annihilation.

Thinking to himself, his feet began to move outward, he really didn't want to die here, a lot of good times were waiting for him to enjoy, it was a pity to die like this.

Before he had taken two steps, the sound of breaking the air came from behind him, and he instinctively flashed his body, and a crossbow arrow was inserted in his shoulder.

The little guard was lying on the ground in pain, and the sharp pain in his shoulder was hard for him to resolve.

I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to survive, the enemy won't let him go back, and he's already killed, so he will continue to act.

Sure enough, it was Song Jun who arrived, and many people poured out of the camp behind him, all dressed in felt hats and red clothes, who else could there be if it wasn't Song Jun?

The leading man held a strong crossbow in his hand, and strode towards him, his heart was crossed, anyway, he was dead, it was better to rush out and fight, if the boss could hear his shouting, it would be the last thing he did for the rebels.

Thinking of this, the little guard stood up and ran forward, there was a slope in front of him, as long as he ran over, he could roll down, even if he fell to his death, he had to report the news to the coach.

As soon as he stood up, a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, pressed the sword in his hand to his throat, and roared, "Still running?"

The little guard endured the pain and said no, and did not dare to move, because he could see that as long as he moved, the sword in the opponent's hand would quickly cut his throat, and the appearance of death was no different from that of the guard.

He was now looking for an opportunity to roll down that slope, and he had achieved his goal, leaving it to God to decide whether to live or die.

"Say, how many people are there down there?"

"What are you talking about?"

The little guard was pretending to be stupid while looking for a chance to escape.

"You're fucking stupid, I saw you say hello to that guard!"

As he spoke, he kicked him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground.

The little guard rolled forward with his stomach in his arms, and the crossbow bolt on his shoulder rubbed against the ground in severe pain.

It doesn't matter so much, getting the news out is what he has to do now.

Red Boy didn't think about it at all, just felt that this person had been kicked by himself, and his stomach was rolling on the ground with pain.

Seeing that the other party was not aware of his intentions, the little guard moved his body forward again.

After the red boy caught up, it was another kick.

The kick was so hard that it hit the heart and almost made him breathe

Fortunately, he can still hold on, just one step away, but his body no longer obeys the call, and he can't climb at all, and now he really wants the other party to kick him again, just kick himself down the slope.

But Honghai'er didn't seem to be going to kick anymore, pointed his sword at him and said, "Fang Xiang is in the team?"

"In your mother, our coach is wise and martial, how can he fall for you, now he has left Niutou Valley and gone to Suzhou, you can't catch up. He laughed out loud.

The red boy was humiliated, annoyed and angry, and kicked the boy again.

This kick is heavy enough, if not dead, it's almost the same.

The kid didn't seem to be in much pain, but smiled at him.

The red boy looked at the little guards rolling down the slope, and felt that he had made a big mistake, and quickly let the soldiers around him blow the horn of attack.

On the mountains on both sides of the Niutou Valley, the Song army, which had been ambushed for a long time, pushed all the prepared stones down the mountain, listening to the people below shouting horses, the Song army seemed to be listening to beautiful notes, incomparably enjoying and intoxicated.

The general ordered that close combat was not allowed, otherwise it would be good to rush down now.

All the stones were thrown, and then there was a gunpowder bullet, one for each person, and after they were thrown, they all had to retreat, and those who did not retreat were engaged in military law.

Banya looked at the artillery fire under the mountain, shook his head, and gave the order to retreat.

Come fast, go faster, this is Wu Xi's combat policy, if you don't contact the enemy, kill the enemy as far as possible, kill and run, unambiguously.

Besides, it's not about killing them all at all, it's about making them scared.

What Wu Xi wants is the hearts of the people of Suzhou, not anyone's heads.

Fang Xiang's head grows on his shoulders, when he wants it, just take it, it's not worth it to lose the national strength of the imperial court with such fanfare.

Fang Xiang waited until the battlefield was quiet, and then walked out from behind a big rock, and when he looked around, the scene was in a mess, and the way forward was even blocked by the corpses of his own people, and he couldn't walk at all.

The survivors began to clean up the battlefield, gathering all the corpses of their own people, burning them with fire, and of course, only the corpses of their own people were present at the scene.

They didn't even see clearly who was attacking them.

The corpse of the little guard was placed in the most conspicuous position, and the old man held his cold hand with tears in his eyes, not knowing where to start.

If he hadn't reminded Fang Xiang with his life, he would have been a dead man by this time.

The moment he saw the little guard fall from the mountain, he knew that this was the little guard's intention to remind him that the enemy was coming, and to run.

As soon as he left where he was standing, a stone fell.

As soon as the stone was finished, the powerful gunpowder bomb also exploded there, and the soldiers who stayed there were torn apart, leaving not even a complete corpse.

Behind the boulder outside, he successfully blocked the debris on the ground from being lifted by the explosives, and counted his fortune.

"Go all the way, the old man will avenge you. ”

Fang Yan took the torch handed by the guard, threw it on the pile of firewood, and never looked at it again.

With a wave of his hand, the army began to move forward again, and he wanted to settle this account with Wu Xi under the city of Suzhou. ... Friends who read books, you can search for "", you can find this site as soon as possible.