Li Chunzhu led two thousand soldiers and horses and quietly left the city. The Mongolian troops who were ambushing on both sides hid themselves and watched the loyal troops filing out in the dark.

The Loyalty Army came out of the city for a sneak attack, which made the Mongolian soldiers feel a little happy.

This group of barbarians hid in the city and used artillery to beat them badly.

Now the prince has a clever plan, and these barbarians have left the city and fallen into their encirclement. Naturally, the old and new grudges have been settled together.

If it weren't for this group of barbarians guarding Pizhou, they would have followed Prince Kublai Khan to Jianghuai to steal money and women, and they wouldn't have to lie on the cold ground waiting for them to come out.

Everyone thought that the Mongolian army going south had plundered a lot of money, and there were still southern women to play with, and they felt very angry.

Zhao Tai has been crazy for so long, and today is the day he dies.

"Qianhu, should we take action?" Seeing the Loyalty Army filing out, some Mongolian soldiers could not help but ask.

"Don't worry! When they all come out, we will cut off his way back and make it impossible for Zhao Tai to escape!" Qian Hu said in a very light voice.

The loyal army officers who left the city were unaware of the situation, but the generals participating in the meeting knew that the Mongols were ambushing them.

Li Chunzhu walked in the team and looked around, only to see darkness all around him, and no Mongolian troops could be seen.

Suddenly, he found a few dark things not far from the city gate, which seemed to be moving.

There was no wind tonight, so the black thing couldn't have been blown by the wind, it could only be the Mongols in ambush.

Li Chunzhu's scalp was numb, and he knew that Zhao Tai's calculation was correct, and the Mongols had indeed set up an ambush.

Although he discovered that the Mongolian army was setting up an ambush, Li Chunzhu did not stop the team. Instead, he knew that there were tigers on the way and headed towards Tiger Mountain.

At this time, the team left the city, and the vanguard stopped under the low wall.

Li Chunzhu walked over, glanced at the obstacle in front of him, licked his lips, and whispered: "Select the vanguard team to go first, and the other teams will be on guard. If they are attacked, rush back immediately!"

At that moment, a member of a hundred households and nearly a hundred soldiers went up to it, removed the antlers of the horse and deer, threw a wooden plank on the trench, then reached the low wall and climbed over, only to find that there was not even a Mongolian military sentry.

If the loyal army came for a sneak attack, this situation would be a good thing, but it turned out to be a trap.

Now that the Mongolian army has not discovered them, the attacking troops have to continue walking in. The deeper they go, the more dangerous it is and the harder it is to retreat.

At this time, the passage leading to Zhang Rou's camp had been cleared by the forwards. Li Chunzhu could only bite the bullet and lead the soldiers to continue walking in.

Li Chunzhu's palms were sweating, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest, "You straight lady, why don't the Mongols take action!"

In the Mongolian army camp, Kublai Khan had not yet fallen asleep. He was sitting in the tent waiting for the loyal army to break through.

At this time, a general came in through the curtain and said urgently: "Your Majesty, there is movement at the north gate. The traitors have left the city!"

"Hahaha~" Kublai Khan was overjoyed. He immediately stood up and said, "Bring us weapons!"

The personal guards gave Kublai Khan a scimitar and a helmet, and gave Kublai Khan a large cloak, and Kublai Khan hurried out of the camp.

At this time, Kublai Khan was standing by the camp. However, due to the restriction of his sight, he could not see the situation clearly. In the distance, there was a black lake.

"Tell all the generals to cheer up my king. You must wait until the thieves enter the trap before taking action. Remember not to let them retreat!" Kublai Khan pressed his hand on the handle of the sword and gave a serious order.

At the same time, Zhao Tai stood at the top of the city, watching the troops leaving the city and almost reaching Zhang Rou's camp, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

If the Mongols don't take action, Li Chunzhu cannot retreat. If this continues, all the troops leaving the city will fall into the encirclement.

Zhao Tai thought of using a defeat to ease Kublai Khan's heart and make him feel that the defenders suffered heavy losses and it was difficult to break out, so he divided his troops to relieve Nan. However, Zhao Tai did not want to suffer heavy losses.

"Your Majesty, if Li Chunzhu continues to go deeper, he may retreat back!" Tang Liang said worriedly.

Zhao Tai stared at the direction of the Mongolian camp and suddenly asked: "Do you know how to send the Mongolian attack signal?"

Wanyan Chenghu said: "I know this! We have been fighting the Mongols for twenty years, and I know their flags, drums, and horns!"

Zhao Tai immediately said: "Can you blow it?"

Wanyan Chenghu was stunned and realized instantly that Zhao Tai wanted to use the Mongolian army's trumpets and drums to lure out the ambushing Mongolian army in advance.

"I don't know how! But there must be someone in the army who can do it!" Wanyan Chenghu said.

Zhao Tai waved his hand and said: "Come here quickly and blow the Mongolian army's attack horn to me!"

Wanyan Chenghu immediately turned around and looked for an old pawn who could play the horn.

At this time, Zhang Rou, who was outside the city, had already learned that a loyal army was approaching his camp.

Zhang Roushang was not ready yet, but he was dressed neatly and led his troops to ambush on both sides of the camp gate. "Damn it, Zhao Tai actually broke out from me. He treats me as a soft persimmon and wants to take advantage of me!"

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Zhang Rou secretly cursed Zhao Tai in her heart, squatting behind the bunker, hiding her figure, and ordered her subordinates: "Send the order, wait for the enemy troops to break into the stronghold, and then listen to my order and launch an attack!"

A large group of Zhang's soldiers nodded one after another, holding weapons and staring outside the stronghold.

At this time, Li Chunzhu's forward had already reached the edge of the village. Zhang Rou's general pointed at the black shadow outside the village, "Here we come!"

Zhang Rou clenched the handle of the knife, "Silence, wait for them to rush in!"

Before he finished speaking, a desolate and high-pitched horn sound suddenly sounded, instantly breaking the tranquility of the night.

The horn sounded, and the ambushing Mongolian army was stunned for a moment. In the darkness, the message could not be transmitted by other means, but could only be delivered through trumpets, drums and messengers.

When these dispersed and ambushed Mongolian troops heard the sound of horns, which they were sure to be the horns of the Mongolian army's attack, some of them jumped up and shouted loudly, "Kill!"

One group took the lead and ambushed on both sides of the city gate. The various Mongolian troops around the camp also raised fire and raised their voices, and the sound of killing suddenly broke out outside Pizhou City.

Li Chunzhu led his subordinates. Before they even approached the camp, a shower of arrows came from them. However, due to the distance, most of them fell in front of the loyal soldiers.

"There's an ambush! Retreat quickly!" Seeing this, Li Chunzhu roared excitedly.

When the surrounding soldiers heard the warning, they retreated and wondered why they were ambushed, but the commander seemed very happy.

Zhang Rou was waiting for the loyal army to rush into the camp, when a horn suddenly sounded, disrupting his plan.

Seeing the trumpet scare away the loyal army, Zhang Rou jumped up and said, "Which turtle grandson can blow the trumpet!"

Seeing the loyal army retreating like a tide as they approached the camp, Zhang Rou commanded, brandishing his sword and shouting, "You guys, kill me, don't leave Zhao Tai!"

After speaking, he picked up his sword and led his ambushed subordinates to rush out of the camp and pursue the loyal army.

The Mongolian troops who were ambushing everywhere raised torches, drew their bows and arrows, and shot arrows from all directions. The arrows rained down on Li Chunzhu's tribe, and countless soldiers were hit by arrows.
Chapter completed!