The sky was bright, the morning sun erupted from the clouds, the golden sun shone on the scarlet blood, the pale face, the cloudy eyes, the vitality and the strong death air were intertwined, and there was a sadness everywhere.

The brothers no longer thought about the meaning of this battle, and all of them had only one thought in their hearts, and with the strength of a sword, they would be able to live a little longer!

The more fierce the person who is not afraid of death, in fact, the more he wants to live, he will not die if he is not afraid of death, not all right, but it is not unreasonable, without the determination to break the kettle, there is no tenacious will to live, and the possibility of survival is small.

The brothers of the Shenhuo Battalion had run out of ammunition and had to load their rifles with three-edged bayonets and use their rifles as long guns.

The Mongol army continued to storm the Mehe Pass, and under the bombardment of the return artillery, the city wall had already collapsed, but the city gate was not broken, because behind the city gate, there were fifty soldiers led by the jade-faced Yaksha Zhang Changling!

These fifty people are all fierce soldiers who have experienced the Battle of Luoyang, although they are all in their thirties, they are really in the prime of life, the most resilient and experienced period.

Zhang Changling was different from other generals, he did not use a majestic gun, nor did he have a domineering straight knife, nor did he have a long sword that fluttered out of the dust.

What he had in his hand was the same bone cleaver he used when he was a butcher!

The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, this short-handled bone chopping knife is indeed a little inadequate in the face of the enemy's iron spear and spear.

However, no one could pass Zhang Changling's side, and his feet were already full of Mongol corpses!

After this wave of attacks, there were not many people left in the city, and the Zhuang barbarians also suffered a large number of casualties, Jiang Manyu and other leaders, with the survivors, dragged the bodies of the wounded and brothers to the pass.

"This business is a big loss..."Jiang Manyu complained, but Zhang Changling knew that since he promised himself to follow Zhang Changling to the Mehe Pass, this leader has never thought about the problem of business.

There are profits and losses in business, and he is willing to follow the business that he knows will lose money or not, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Da Tusi, I think you should have known that before Zhang came, he had already had the will to die, but you shouldn't have to end up with me, while you still have some strength, I will block the front for a while, you take the strong brothers in black, break through from the left flank..."

Zhang Changling did not pause, as if he didn't want to hear a negative answer, and immediately continued: "In any case, what happened here must be known to everyone in the world, and someone must report to the coach..."

Jiang Manyu listened silently, his face was a little gloomy, and he said to Zhang Changling at this time: "Finished?"

Zhang Changling saw that his face was ugly, and he just nodded, but Jiang Manyu scolded Zhang Changling.

"You are the only hero in the world, and the rest of us are not good seeds? If my people are greedy for life and afraid of death, they will not follow you south!"

"You want me to wait for the retreat, okay, hand over the bounty, take the bounty and leave, otherwise I won't see the real money, I will only drag the corpses of the clansmen back, how do you let me deal with their wives and children!"

Zhang Changling also knew that Jiang Manyu was talking angrily, so he had to smile bitterly: "Zhang has nothing else on his body except for an old life..."

Jiang Manyu scolded angrily: "If you don't have money, you still say a balloon! If you don't have money, you can live well, keep this cheap life, and use it as a cow and a horse in my village in the future, which can be regarded as a bounty!"

Although Jiang Manyu scolded like this, Zhang Changling smiled.

He knew that he was really insulting, although these men were mercenary business, but they were able to come here to die, it was enough to show that they were not afraid of fighting to the death, and let them escape by themselves, with good intentions, but also slandered their character.

Zhang Changling is also a heroic person, at this time, he looked at Jiang Manyu and those big people, knocked his chest with his fist, and said to them.

"Okay! As long as I, Zhang Changling, can live, this general doesn't want to be a general, so I will go to the stockade and kill pigs for you for a lifetime!"

Jiang Manyu also knew that Zhang Changling endured humiliation, went incognito, and killed pigs and sold meat in the market to make a living, but when he heard this, he scolded with a smile.

"You think beautifully, how can there be so many pigs in the stockade for you to kill!"

Zhang Changling smiled and said to him: "The boss will reward you greatly to ensure that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life!"

Jiang Manyu still wanted to tease, but at this time, the brothers on the periphery shouted again, presumably the enemy had already begun to launch a final attack.

But the strange thing is that only the Mongols in the front launched an attack, but the rebels in the rear did not move!

Zhang Changling kept standing, although he was extremely tired, he did not sit down to rest, because his experience told him that once he sat down, it was difficult to stand up again.

At this time, he wiped the coagulated blood on the bone chopping knife with his hand sleeve, and then said to Jiang Manyu and other tribal leaders.

"I, Zhang, can fight side by side with you, it is a blessing for Zhang to live three lives, if I can survive, I will drink wine with you!"

As soon as Zhang Changling said this, not only the leaders, but also the Zhuang barbarians behind them were also arrogant and enthusiastic!

Just as they were about to rush forward, a Fenwei lieutenant collided from behind, fell to the ground, and reported to Zhang Changling.

"Deputy marshal, after receiving the commander's military order, everyone will retreat, there must be no mistakes!"

Zhang Changling had actually received a secret letter from Yang Jing two days ago, a secret letter sent by the indigenous Tai people, but he did not retreat, and now that this Fenwei lieutenant has sent a military order, he naturally didn't care too much.

However, Captain Fenwei's voice was very loud, and the soldiers around him heard it, and Zhang Changling had to respond, otherwise these soldiers would be distracted and the whole army would be wiped out.

Although the consequences are all death, there is naturally a difference, if there is no difference, they would have been lying down for the enemy to hack to death, so why bother to support until now?

Zhang Changling was silent for a moment, and then said loudly: "Do you want to go back!"

When he asked, the audience fell silent.

Many people did want to escape, but that was just a few days ago.

Now, their brethren are all dead, and they are the only ones left, and whether this war is meaningful or not is no longer a matter for them to consider.

Even whether they live or die, they no longer care, they are like a road to the dark, they can't see the final ending, how can they give up!

It's like losing the whole game, and there is nothing left, so can you let go of the last game and not bet?

"No!"

"No!"

I don't know who it was, but they were the first to answer in a low voice, and then these people shouted in unison!

This voice is full of pathos of seeing death as home, and now they are the real ones who see death as home, and all they want is to die to fulfill their lives!

Zhang Changling looked at these warriors, and suddenly choked up a little, but he didn't say anything, but silently held the handle of the bone chopping knife, walked forward, and together with those brothers, pushed open the heavy city gate!

Just as he was about to step out of the city gate, the voice behind him suddenly stopped, and the brothers of the Shenhuo Battalion and the barbarian soldiers slowly parted ways.

Zhang Changling turned his head curiously, but saw that a person was covered in blood, holding a narrow sword in his hand, and his eyes were covered with cloth, but the white cloth had already soaked with blood.

"Boss!"

Yang Jing's arrival made everyone feel tears in their eyes, and their blood was boiling!

Yang Jing once said to Zhang Changling that the matter of fighting would be handed over to Zhang Changling, and the court would be dealt with by him Yang Jing.

Now, the matter of fighting has indeed been handed over to Zhang Changling, and he has indeed fulfilled his promise, he has made up his mind to die in the battle to the last man!

He is also a man who promises a lot of money, otherwise he would not be recognized by Jiang Manyu and other barbarian leaders, because they are the same kind of people!

On the other hand, Yang Jing, he failed to restrain Jia Nidao, but let Jia Nidao seize power, this civilian official and supervising army wants to accept it if he wants to see it, wants to negotiate peace with the enemy, wants to take the opportunity to raise conditions, wants to be immortal, and can get cheap.

But he didn't understand that negotiating conditions with the Mongols was simply seeking skin with the tiger, and there was no blood on the battlefield, and if he wanted to win, it was an unlikely thing.

Yang Jing did not go back to fight for the authority of the coach, but came to the front line, and he did not give up these brothers!

Zhang Changling was very angry, because Yang Jing appeared here, and he could only let his sacrifice be wasted!

Yang Jing once thought that Feng Ruochen was the most resolute woman, never mother-in-law, never emotional, should be decided, should be ruthless, the so-called success will be ten thousand bones, isn't this the truth!

But Yang Jing still came here, but it was not because he was hesitant, nor because he was not ruthless enough.

He has been transformed, and he is no longer the indecisive and compassionate heart, both in personality and in his means.

The reason why he came to save these brothers was because this was his last family background, and it was the capital of his confrontation against Jia Nidao and his accusation against this imperial court!

Yang Jing ignored Zhang Changling, but raised his left hand high, and groups of warriors of the Black Sky Tribe kept coming up from behind.

They are also covered in blood, but there are bloody human heads hanging from everyone's waists!

Luo Dan led a team of hundreds of people, dragging one black and bloody rope after another, these big ropes are the heads of the defenders of the Mehe Pass!

They tied all the hair of the enemy's head to the rope, and the whole rope was the enemy's head, and they dragged it up!

No wonder I didn't see the defenders in the rear come to attack, it turned out that these defenders were all killed by Yang Jing's people!

Yang Jing pointed his hand forward, and Luo Dan commanded the clansmen to move all these heads to the city!

There were still some stone throwers and crossbows on the city, but the stone bullets and cannons had long been exhausted, and Luo Dan was not ambiguous, so people found a lot of large baskets, filled them with human heads, and then threw them all at the Mongol camp in front!

"Knock knock!"

"Gollum!"

The heads of the sky were thrown out of the city and fell into the battle formation of the Mongols, and even the Mongol army, which was famous for slaughtering the city, was frightened and confused!

Among the Chinese army of the Mongols, on the huge chariot and the tiger skin seat under the Great Guard, Kublai Khan looked at the city from afar, looking at the scene of human heads in the sky, he stood up suddenly!

"Elevate King Ben!"

As soon as he gave the order, Badulu beside him shook the lever, and Kublai Khan's seat slowly rose.

At that time, there was no such thing as a telescope, and if the manager wanted to see the situation for himself, he had to occupy a high position and look far away.

However, the Mongols usually chose the open plain as the battlefield to facilitate the cavalry charge, so they invented a platform that could be raised and lowered, so that the commander could observe the battlefield and make tactical adjustments at any time.

Kublai Khan's seat was raised high, he squinted his eyes slightly, his pupils contracted, and he tried to look towards Guancheng, and finally saw a man with blood-red cloth covering his eyes!

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