The huge trap that the Mongolian cavalry fell into was a great gift to the Mongolian cavalry led by Wu Dunru and his reliable beggar gang disciples and Minzhuang, who worked for several nights in a row.

Wu Dunru asked the beggar gang disciples to select from the refugees who fled from all over the world, and even a large part of the people who had a blood feud with the Mongols.

And in advance with these people and the strong men not only package food and lodging, but also pay some wages according to work, help in the city during the day, and quietly dig out more than one zhang wide at night in the open space of the only way for the Mongolians to attack the city outside the city, one zhang wide is already the limit, if the ditch Hao is wider can not ensure the perfect camouflage cover, it is very likely to cause collapse, and the depth is full of three zhang Gou Hao as a giant trap pit.

This can not only increase the number of people, but also not have to support these refugees in vain, so that they can make the best use of their talents and materials, which is really the best of both worlds.

Ditch Hao was paved with branches and thatch, and then sprinkled with a thin layer of loess, which made people unable to see anything unusual in a hurry. But the cavalry stepped on it, and the weight of the men's weapons was enough to crush the cover and fall into the trap.

And each ditch Hao people often pass through the place is set up with thick planks, not to mention pedestrians, even lighter carriages can pass smoothly, but the four ditch Hao on the passage of the planks is not a straight line, but slightly staggered.

This is also why when they pass, there will be a slight turn in the direction, and Wu Dunru will be the last to retreat, or stamped his feet and used deep internal force to crack the wooden plank on the ditch, or use the "Xuanbing heavy sword" to cut it, so that after the Mongol cavalry stepped on the plank, the plank still broke and caused them to fall into the pit.

Even if the planks were not destroyed in time or in time, the misalignment between them would prevent the small number of cavalry who were lucky enough to step on the planks from passing all the way and fall into the next ditch

Because of the information on the march of the Mongolian army transmitted back by Wu Xiuwen, this ditch was thoroughly dug the night before yesterday, so it did not bring much trouble to the passage of Xiangyang City.

Moreover, in the past two days, there have been beggars and disciples guarding the left and right to guide the passage, in case someone who came to Xiangyang City from outside accidentally fell into the trap.

Under Wu Dunru's arrangement, the news did not leak, and the Mongolian cavalry that came with great momentum suffered a big loss.

A total of four such ditches were dug before and after. The distances during this period are carefully calculated under the guidance of the guide.

Just like Fangcai, there are also many Mongolian cavalrymen with superb riding skills, after seeing their predecessors fall into Gouhao, they actually crossed Gouhao with their amazing skills.

But they jumped over the first ditch, but before the horse could descend, they fell into the second ditch again.

The first ditch was soon filled with horses and Mongol cavalry that had fallen into it. Because the speed of this wave of people and horses was too fast, and there were collisions and trampling from the rear, even if they did not fall to death on the spot, they were trampled to death by the latecomers, and the luckiest ones were seriously disabled.

And after the first ditch was filled, because the speed of the Mongol cavalry had slowed down. There were many cavalrymen who successfully jumped over the first ditch, but most of them still could not escape the trap of the second ditch.

The mortality rate of the Mongolian cavalry who fell into the second ditch was much smaller than that of the first ditch, but almost everyone had varying degrees of disability, and the lightest was also a fracture.

Even if a few sturdy and skilled Mongol cavalry evaded the second ditch, there was still a third ditch waiting for them.

The distance between the third and second ditch is only less than a zhang, and such a distance is not enough for the war horse to make continuous jumping movements.

As a result, the very few Mongolian cavalry who escaped the first and second ditch hao still inevitably fell into the third ditch hao.

With enough mental preparation, and their speed has been reduced a lot, they actually only suffered some minor injuries when they fell into the third ditch. But no one can cross the third ditch and come to the fourth ditch Hao.

Just as they were relieved and about to thank the Immortal Heaven for their blessings, some of them felt something unusual under their feet. They fell, smashing a number of clay pots, and an unknown liquid was leaking out.

A centurion reached out and stood on the tip of his nose with some unknown liquid and asked, some muttering to himself, "It seems to be kerose......ne? Run!"

Standing up with both hands and feet and trying to climb out of Gou Hao, but the three-foot deep Gou Hao was not so easy to climb out, and when he pulled out his waist knife and was about to dig out some potholes and use his strength to escape from Gou Hao, the rocket kept falling from the sky.

The oil at the bottom of the ditch ignited a raging flame the moment the rocket fell, devouring the Mongol cavalry who were still struggling in the ditch.

Not far away, Wu Dunru was taking a lit rocket from Guo Fu's hand, and it was on the bowstring of the iron tire bow in his hand, and as soon as his hand was released, the rocket crossed a graceful arc and fell into the third ditch, and another flame rose into the air, and a terrible howl came from the bottom of the ditch.

Wu Dunru shot one arrow after another into the third ditch hao, and after a while, the third gou hao was completely engulfed by the flames. The wails came and went, and from time to time the Mongol cavalry, who had tried their best to cross the first and second ditches, fell into the flames with a look of despair.

Guo Jing on the city wall looked condescendingly at everything that happened outside the city, and couldn't help but sigh, which contained complex emotions.

"Brother Jing. This is the inevitable war, either you die or I die, if the Mongol Tatars break through Xiangyang City, they will also kill my people of the Great Song Dynasty, you know this. Now that Dunru and Senior Brother Zhu Ziliu have worked together to formulate this trap, at least the Mongol army has suffered thousands of casualties, so that we can defend the city a lot easier!" Huang Rong knew why Guo Jing was sighing, and she also knew what he was feeling sorry for. Gently held Guo Jing's hand and persuaded softly.

"Rong'er, I know all this, but I just saw that the war, whether it was for Mongolia or the Great Song Dynasty, brought disasters and misery......" Guo Jing's voice was a little low and sad, and finally couldn't say it anymore after saying half of it, Huang Rong held Guo Jing's hand harder, so that Guo Jing's mood gradually calmed down.

The Mongol army, having paid a heavy price, had completely halted its advance. The hundreds of thousands of troops were solemn and a little terrifyingly quiet, like a fierce beast ready to choose people to devour.

Kublai Khan sat on top of the king's coffin, looking at the corpses of countless Mongolian cavalry piled up in the four trench-like ditches from afar, listening to the faint painful wails of the people, and the anger in his majestic eyes burned.

"Jinlun National Teacher, it seems that the person who offended my Tianwei is not a Southern Song Dynasty officer and soldier, it should be a person from the rivers and lakes, right?" Kublai Khan asked the Golden Wheel Dharma King beside him in a deep voice.

"Report to His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince! They are the people of the rivers and lakes gathered in Xiangyang City. King Jinlun hurriedly replied.

"Hmph! I actually dared to carry out this poisonous plan to kill many soldiers of our Mongol Empire, and some of the national teachers of Lao Jinlun led people to kill them! (To be continued.) )