Chapter 946 of the main text volume of the Final Song Dynasty is connected to the south of the ancient battle city by the Chenbei Nan River and refers to the north of Guwang City.

The champion issued an order, saying that he was a strong rival.

Yelu Zhu is writing a long poem describing today's victory over Haidu.

Unlike the literati of the Jinlianchuan shogunate, he had never experienced the sorrow of national subjugation. As the son of Prime Minister Yelu Chucai, he had been a high-ranking official since birth.

The only obstacle in his life was that he was involved in the Sulie Clan rebellion and nearly escaped execution. Fortunately, he was saved by Kublai Khan.

Other than that, everything went smoothly.

This kind of Yelu Zhu retains the elegance and freedom that most literati in the north do not have.

Today there is a battle between those who have a country and those who have no country. But if the country can survive, this life is not worth cherishing.

As he was writing this sentence, Yelu Zhu could faintly hear the whistle coming from the distance.

Maybe a spy horse has returned.

But the poem was in high spirits, so he was not in a hurry to ask questions and continued to finish the following sentences.

In this regard, he is quite bookish.

He loves his elegant poetry more, and subconsciously hates listening to the chatter of those stupid Mongolian kings.

"The wind and clouds are moving, and the soldiers are grateful. The extraordinary speed and thunder combine, and they rush and strike violently."

Suddenly a killing cry came from the distance.

"Enemy attack!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

The chaotic sound came from far to near, and the speed was extremely fast. It seemed that an enemy had really entered the camp and was "ramping and attacking".

Yelvzhu's ears twitched, he closed his eyes, seemed to sigh and then opened his eyes again. He still did not turn around to deal with it, but continued to write.

"The male and female forces are yet to be decided, and suddenly the sun is about to disappear. Point your sword at righteousness, and wave your arms to call out the sun." The heroic and magnificent victory of the battle is still brewing in the poem.

"Prime Minister!"

A shout came from outside the tent, shattering the emotions in Yelu Zhu's poem and bringing him back to the panic and broken reality.

"Prime Minister! There is a sneak attack by the enemy and they have already entered!"

Yeluzhu's body was stiff.

The thick ink that had just been dipped in dropped onto the paper, covering the Japanese character.

He slowly put down his pen, turned around, and said: "Please come to see me, kings."

This action seemed leisurely, because he knew that there was no point in rushing.

Thinking about it, the kings must be drinking and having fun. Even if he rushes over first, he still has to wait for them.

Walking towards the small town head of Shihezi City, Yelu Zhu was thinking about how to deal with it.

He has five thousand elite Qie Xue under his command. He Dan originally left him with them to control the situation, but now he only has a thousand with him, and the rest are sent by him to help Boyan pursue Haidu. The Mobei people

The king still has nearly 70,000 troops, but these people can't afford to go early. All they can do is call for your majesty to go to Hara and Lin to hold the Khulil Tai Conference. Can Shihezi City be relied on?

Haidu never thought about guarding Shihezi City.

This city was built in the Tang Dynasty and belonged to the Beiting Protectorate. The earthen city wall is only one person high. It has not been repaired for hundreds of years and is in a state of dilapidation.

As the headquarters of the Tang Army Camp at that time, the city could only accommodate a maximum of 20,000 people.

Tonight, the kings stayed in the city with their own timidity, and more than 50,000 cavalry surrounded the city, forming a defensive posture. I thought that this arrangement could effectively deal with the enemy. After all, Tan Ma found out that Li Xia had come from more than a hundred miles away.

Outside Dongsa, more than 30,000 people from Boyan are not far away.

As a result, once it was attacked by surprise, the low walls of Shihezi City became an obstacle to the passage of military orders.

Having said that, there are no military orders to go through at the moment. Yelvzhu has no right to mobilize the kings' soldiers and horses. He can only discuss it and ask them to fight.

Yelvzhu walked to the top of the city, listened to the chaotic sounds of the camp outside the city, and waited.

While waiting, he composed another poem.

"The city is a hundred feet high. It's useless to teach people to put in effort. If thieves don't come from outside, they should inspect the city for thieves."

The city wall under your feet is obviously very low, and there are obviously no internal thieves in the city.

However, he felt that this poem was inspired by the occasion. After a while, the drunken kings finally arrived.

Before anyone arrived, the curses had already reached my ears.

"Exiute! Yelvzhu, we have defeated Haidu, where did the enemy come from?!"

"Did you defeat Haidu?" Yelu Zhu asked in his heart.

In order to defeat Haidu, Boyan had transferred more than 30,000 of the most capable warriors out of the 100,000-strong army, as if the bones had been removed, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh.

He cursed in his heart, but did not say anything. He quickly pointed to the outside of the city and said: "The Qixue troops of all the kings are in the city. The soldiers will inevitably be panicked. Please send all the Qixue troops out of the city to fight. After all, there are few enemies.

," before the words were finished, Hada's consort had already shaken his head first. "I think you just followed Kublai Khan's order to get rid of us and wanted to trick me into transferring Qixue away."

As soon as Hada said this, the king of the clan started shouting and scolding him. "The dog shouted, did Kublai Khan ask you to kill us too?"

"Don't try to take away my timidity."

The Mongolian chatter was so noisy that Yelvzhu’s head hurt. He waved his hand as if to block the flying spittle, and finally gave a loud shout.

Then ask the kings to personally lead the troops to stop the enemy army!

He finally reached the edge of losing control of his emotions.

However, the kings obviously still did not take the enemy seriously, and some even asked: "What can the Great Khan reward us if we go to war?"

"You and Boyan coaxed Boloch to attack Haidu, but you gave him the fiefdom of Haidu."

"We don't need fiefdoms, but we need the tradition of Genghis Khan!"

"Yes! If the Prime Minister wants us to go to war, we must agree to persuade the Great Khan to restore the tradition of Genghis Khan."

suddenly.

I don't know where there was a loud noise.

"Kill the prisoners!"

The shouts in Chinese echoed far away.

This was followed by the dull sound of drums.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

In the sixth year of Zhenyuan of the Tang Dynasty, after the fall of the Beiting Protectorate, more than 470 years later, this may be the first drumming music belonging to the Han army to echo here again.

It was just ordinary drumbeats, mixed with the shouts of Han people, Uighurs, and Mongolians, but something seemed to be awakening in this land.

The loess city walls that have been left for hundreds of years swayed slightly, shaking off the dust.

In Shihezi City, the kings have not seen any enemy troops yet.

After all, the camp of 70,000 people stretches for several miles, and it would take less than half an hour to circle around it.

But when they were attacked in the dark night, some Mongolian soldiers had their hands and feet chopped off and were falling to the ground crying; some Mongolian soldiers had their stomachs cut open and were falling to the ground crying.

"ah!"

"ah!"

The darkness intensifies the pain, despair, and spreads fear

"Failed?!"

Prince Consort Hada shrank his neck and asked, staring at the fire in the distance.

He went from being disdainful to being overwhelmed. He just needed to be frightened, and he seemed to be a completely different person.

"Is the killing really coming?"

The kings were shocked.

A moment ago they were still bargaining, not taking the Song people seriously, but now they are beginning to feel uneasy. They are getting more and more uneasy, anxious and scared.

"No, no, no, right? Was Hedan really defeated by these Song people?"

"I want to go back to Gannanhe! I want to go back!"

"Is this city wall going to collapse?"

Already the sect king turned around and ran away.

Yelvzhu was slightly stunned and quickly stopped him.~~

"Kings, we still have 70,000 troops. We have just defeated Haidu. We can still defeat the enemy. All we need is your cowardice.

"Let go! My timidity wants to protect me!"

"You are the descendants of the Golden Family!"
To be continued...