It's night! The people on the Cake Hill were so depressed because of the one in their hearts that they even stopped singing for several days.

I never thought that the movement on the mountain was gone, but there was a huge movement under the mountain.

In Barong's heart, he was silently thinking about his thoughts, but in the physical and mental exhaustion of the days, he had fallen asleep unconsciously.

Between the misty lakes and lakes, I suddenly heard a shout that should have come from the warehouse management, and now it has been hoarse to the extreme:

"Lao Hu, there is a situation under the mountain~"

Based on the fighting instincts he had cultivated in the last few days, Barong had woken up in a spirit room.

Then, reflexively, he took the helmet from the ground and fastened it to the skull, and rushed forward with the figure in front of him, carrying a spear that he had placed in his hand while sleeping.

At this time, his brain is free to think about some things:

"Special! Now you don't even let Lao Tzu have a good rest at night, do you? Okay, if you dare to come, Lao Tzu will dare to bury it, and bury as much as you want. ”

It was only when he rushed to the edge of the hill and saw the scene in front of him that he reacted:

Wrong! The situation does not seem to be what I thought.

First of all, the direction of the movement was wrong, and the direction of the movement at this moment was not that they were already very familiar with it, facing the Jin Bing camp bordering the land.

Rather, it has been calm, in the direction of the upper reaches of the Cai River.

Secondly, now there is a loud shout of killing from the mouths of the golden people, but the target will not face them.

To be more precise, I don't know when there were a total of eleven or twelve ships, which had secretly come out of the water gate in the northeast of Kaifeng City, and Jin Bing's current target was them.

After they left the city, they went down the Cai River, and now they were more than a mile outside the city.

It was only three or four miles away from the Cooking Cake Mountain where they were.

It's a pity that in order to prevent Hu Biao and others from escaping by the convenience of the night and the Cai River, Jin Bing had already arranged trebuchets and archers here in the upper reaches of the Cai River.

In terms of quantity, although it is much less than that of the downstream.

However, thanks to the Jin soldiers, who had abundant troops at hand, they still arranged two or three hundred archers on both sides of the river, a total of six trebuchets.

Along the riverbank, a long distance is laid out all the way.

Originally, the moonlight tonight was quite bright, and the Jin soldiers lit a large number of fires and pine oil torches on both banks, and the Cai River, which was only a few tens of meters wide for a while, was illuminated quite clearly on the river surface.

So this fleet has nothing to hide, and those golden soldiers have already discovered their movements at this moment.

Considering all of the above, by the time Barong looked over, a large number of golden soldiers and archers who had hurriedly got up had come to the riverbank.

Under the orders of the officers, they pulled out their bows and beckoned to the people on board.

For this point, the people on the ship did some countermeasures in advance, and in addition to a small number of shields erected on both sides of the ship, there were also a large number of door panels and other things.

Although the rain of arrows of the golden soldiers is dense, it seems that there are not many people who are hit by the arrows.

But when the trebuchets on the side beckoned to the boats in the middle of the river, the situation immediately turned bad.

The boats in the river are all small boats, the largest of which is only about ten meters long, and the small one is only five or six meters, with only a thin bottom.

How can such a small boat withstand a bucket-sized rock.

As soon as it was hit by a stone, the thin bottom of the boat was immediately smashed into a large hole.

Even if it was not hit by the hull, it was only smashed at a distance of one or two meters from the side of the boat, and the huge splash and impact force would also make these small boats shake violently.

If one accidentally goes down, the person above will fall into the water.

In an instant, he was hit by several arrows.

It was also at this moment, when the doors that blocked the ship's surroundings were smashed open, or the people on board fell into the water, by the light of the moon in the sky, and the abundant firelight on both sides.

Barong and the others saw clearly, the people on these small boats were dressed differently.

The man, whose head was shining in the firelight, and who was wearing a robe and holding a shovel in his hand, was clearly a master.

Even though he swung the shovel in his hand and flew up, he was still hit by several arrows in the chest.

Eventually, his hand loosened, and the shovel in his hand fell into the water; It should be that after Gao Xuan shouted the Buddha's horn, he sat on the bow of the boat and passed away.

But even so, his face was still like King Kong angry.

In the position beside him, the man who wielded a long sword in his hand and hit a sharp arrow, just by looking at the Wuyue Dao crown on his skull, he knew that this was a Daoist.

Under the sword light in the sky, there was obviously an excellent swordsmanship, but unfortunately in the blink of an eye, the Wuyue crown on his head was shot down, and the whole person became dismantled.

In addition, on these ships, there are scholars, officials, Song soldiers and other different dresses.

At a cursory glance, it's like a hodgepodge.

They all held shields in their hands and held door panels, constantly blocking the sharp arrows that were fired at the ship, even if people were constantly being hit by arrows, and even the whole ship fell into the water because the ship was hit.

These people still had a resolute look on their faces, and they never had a single ship that tried to turn around and flee back to Kaifeng City.

Combined with the scene of seeing the few thirty or so people forcibly rushing into the golden army during the daytime.

Ba Rong was like his brain being poured down by a bucket of ice water, and he reacted as soon as he shook his brain:

This is their reinforcement, a group of bloody men of various positions in the city, who intend to rush over from the water in the event of no success of land support.

The question is, under the frantic shooting of the golden soldiers on the shore, will this work......

******

Saying! If a small boat goes down the river, and the boatmen on board are desperately rocking, how long does it take to sail more than a mile of water?

Then land on the waterfront side of the Cake Mountain, and let the living people on it successfully ascend the mountain.

Hu Biao, AT, Li San, Ba Long, and everyone on the mountain didn't know this; However, the water of the Cai River flows slowly, and it takes at least three minutes to travel.

So what can they do in such a process?

In fact, they don't seem to be able to do anything at all.

Even the range-range weapon in their hands, that is, the bird gun in Lao Hei's hand, couldn't beat the nearest golden soldier archer.

I could only look at the stones that shot after shot, and the sharp arrows that shrouded the past.

A man who was not long ago, who was still a pawn of a peddler, who gave people a smile for a bite of food, fell to the ground and smashed into eight petals, and was killed in the quietly flowing river.

For a while, in the eyes of everyone on the mountain, it seemed that even the entire river had turned blood red.

"Lao Hu, aren't you a commander, hurry up and find a way to come out? There are also AT, Xufeng, warehouse management, and singers, aren't you old birds, usually bullish and coaxing, why are you dumb now?

And you men, old SP, can't you do something now?

I know, you often stare at the old lady's big murderer and long legs, no problem! As long as you can save these people, the old lady can let you do whatever you want, in any posture. ”

Suddenly, the concubine, a fierce girl, broke out.

Like a female leopard, she roared at Hu Biao and the others, roaring, roaring, just sitting on the ground without any image, crying loudly.

In fact, she didn't know that at such a time, the mountains were already exhausted, and there was really no way out.

The only thing those people can rely on is the ethereal God and luck.

It's just the scene in front of her, which really makes her feel a little worried and aggrieved in the past; Coupled with some negative emotions accumulated over the days, it finally broke out.

Then, behind them, a high-pitched drum beat rang out.

Smelling the sound of drums and looking over, I saw that it was like a puppet all these times, except for eating and drinking, I didn't even open my mouth, and I only knew that Emperor Mao De washed her face with tears.

In the eyes of such a Hu Biao and others, there is no sense of existence, and she is completely regarded as a woman who is a tool person.

Beat a big drum vigorously, this thing was still left behind by the demolition of the dilapidated mountain temple a long time ago, and it seemed to be a long time ago.

Suddenly, under the bright moonlight, the skirt fluttered in the night breeze, and the figure of waving a pair of drumsticks to let the 'rumbling~' drum pass was reflected in the eyes of I don't know how many people.

The earth-shattering drum also made people's blood burn.

Under the unclear ghostly envoy, Barong didn't even think about it at that time, but just opened his throat and sang:

"Rise up slaves who are hungry and cold, and rise up and plant all the flowers and suffer...... There has never been a great sage, and there has never been an immortal emperor......"

That's right! Baron changed the lyrics of "The Internationale" a little, and then he opened his voice and began to sing.

He didn't know if it would be useful to sing this thing, but he just wanted to tear his throat and yell something, otherwise he felt like his whole body was going to explode, and he would be suffocated.

In later generations, it is still recorded according to a certain wild history:

On the thirteenth night of the first month of the second year of Jingkang, a total of 108 righteous people in Kaifeng City, carrying saltpeter, sulfur, wound medicine, grain and other things, took a small boat from the Northeast Water Gate to gallop out to help the Cooking Cake Mountain.

Halfway was discovered by the Jin soldiers, bows, arrows, and boulders rained down, and a group of righteous people still moved forward bravely.

When they finally succeeded in ascending the mountain, less than three or four percent of the righteous people survived, and less than half of the supplies were provided.

From the next day, no one in Kaifeng ate the fish in the river, and they all wept when they asked: The river fish are all eating the flesh and blood of the children in my city, and they can't bear to eat it......

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