At this point in the battle, he could see clearly that the outcome of this battle depended on whether Mongolia could defeat the Changning Army before the Luzhou Army arrived.

Fortunately there is still time.

"Don't worry, the Song army from the lower reaches can't get through."

Wanyan Shizhu ordered the shrinking navy to move closer to Luchuan and slow down the speed of the artillery carts in order to accurately destroy the Song army's ships.

He is obviously calmer than Zhu Susun and gives orders in an orderly manner.

This battle has given him confidence.

Although he has five thousand men, and although he is not the main force of Niulin, he is not a weak force that the Song army can manipulate at will...

"General, there is an emergency report from the north!" Suddenly, a soldier shouted.

Wanyan Shizhu frowned. At this time, he had no time to listen to the news, and he was worried about delaying the important military situation, so he turned to his second brother Wanyan Zhentong and said: "Go and see if the marshal has given the order.

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After that, he solemnly explained.

"There is no need to open the city gate."

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Luchuan County faces the Yangtze River in the south, where the Mongolian and Song Dynasty naval forces fought fiercely;

To the west is the direction of Xuzhou, Qingfu County is still preparing to attack the city;

To the northeast is facing the Tuojiang River, and there is still no war at this time...

Wanyan Zhentong rushed to the north city and looked around. He saw several fast horses galloping along the Tuojiang River to the bottom of the city. They were the sentry horses sent to the north by his brother.

"The sentry horse returned to camp and discovered the Song army's soldiers and horses!"

Six knights reined in their horses outside the city gate and let them spin, wanting to go into the city to report.

"The Song people are attacking the city and cannot open the city gate for the time being." Wanyan Zhentong shouted: "How many reinforcements does the Song army have?!"

"There are more than a thousand troops, already fifty miles away..."

Up and down the city, both sides were shouting in Mongolian. Others confirmed the identity of the sentry horse and opened the door to let him into the city. However, Wanyan Zhentong obeyed the order and did not open the city gate. He only asked: "What are you targeting?"

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The sentry horse didn't know Chinese characters, so he had to dismount and use a machete to draw a character on the ground.

Wanyan Zhentong couldn't see clearly, so he had to lean out and squint to see.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow suddenly shot from below the city, hitting his stretched neck, and shot out through his neck with a "pop" sound.

Before the Mongolian troops at the top of the city could react, they saw Wanyan Zhentong lying dead on the battlements. The blood on the arrow clusters was still very clear.
Chapter completed!