Yang Feng had to build his own small force, and this force needed territory, and this territory was no more suitable than Chengdu.

First of all, he possessed this guy from Chengdu.

In this way, he had a very special relationship with Chengdu, and he had the obligation to rescue Chengdu from the iron hoof of the Tartars!

This is a must!

But Chengdu was not necessary for the Southern Song court. The purpose of the Southern Song Dynasty to defend Sichuan was to block the Yuan army from going downstream, and the defense method was to block the mountain city in eastern Sichuan in a staging manner. The bottom line was Diaoyu City and Chongqing. All parts of Sichuan outside this bottom line were used as strategic buffers and to serve as a tug-of-war battlefield between the two sides. This has been like this in recent years. The Yuan army controlled Hanzhong, the Song army controlled Chongqing, and then the entire Sichuan Basin was used as a battlefield. Over the past decades, the Sichuan Basin was sawed into a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the common people's bones were piled up like mountains.

And the land itself did not care about the Southern Song court.

Even warlordization doesn't matter.

As long as they can continue to act as a buffer for them, they will recognize them even if they become warlords. This is the case with the Lu family in Xiangyang, and this is the case with Liu Zheng later. When Liu Zheng surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty, he brought 300,000 households in the 14 counties of Luzhou. He was not a warlord, but he would not have such great energy.

Then Yang Feng controlled Chengdu as a warlord, and the Southern Song Dynasty court would also tolerate it.

Of course, it was not Yang Feng who did it himself.

He still has big things to do!

So he had to support a believer who was loyal to him to be the warlord. There was no candidate for this time, but Chengdu had to take it first. If he didn't take it down, how could he be the warlord? But this made Lu Wende very embarrassed. Lu Wende didn't want to take this risk. After all, he wanted to send troops, but General Lu didn't dare to disobey Yang Feng at this time. This is a god who just showed his miracle in front of him! The strange scene of sand turning into a mirror is still in his mind!

"Xiaoyu, gather all the disciples and follow the army to recruit soldiers. There is no need for the court. Let's take back Chengdu by ourselves!"

Yang Feng slapped the table and said dissatisfiedly.

"Uh, the official will go and prepare money, food and equipment for the Immortal Lord!"

Lu Wende said with a look of surprise.

Of course, he didn't know that this was Yang Feng's original purpose. Then Yang Xianzun took more than a dozen disciples to the street with an unhappy look on his face. While the people on the roadside saluted respectfully, Yang Xianzun jumped up and inserted the sword into the street. After landing, he looked around with a majestic gaze, turned his head and stretched out his fingers to slowly slash the knife, and the words like stone carvings of the inscriptions gradually formed on the knife.

The common people knelt down in shock and kowtowed to the immortals devoutly.

This is a true god.

If your fingers can engrave letters on steel, then it is not a god.

The three big words were completed soon.

"Bandit Army"

"I want to go to Chengdu in person. The young and strong people from the west river in Chongqing were willing to follow me to sign up here, and then went to the commander's office to collect the weapons. I took you and others to regain your home!"

Yang Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly.

The common people in front of him looked at each other in all directions, and then dozens of young and strong people walked out.

"Disciple is willing to follow the Immortal Lord!"

They knelt down at Yang Feng's feet and shouted in unison.

"Come in line to register!"

Yang Feng helped the front one up and said.

He is a god, and he will definitely be invincible when fighting with gods. If the court recruits troops to retake Chengdu, these people will definitely not die, but follow the gods and then come forward enthusiastically. There are a large number of Xichuan refugees stranded in Chongqing. As the main tug-of-war battlefield, Chengdu suffered huge damage and even suffered a massacre of the city once. All the people who could run away went to Sichuan to the east, either in Diaoyu City or in Chongqing. These people were eager to return to their hometowns. There was no conditions before. Now that there is a god who takes them back, he must stand up without hesitation.

Speaking of the huge ship-killing knife and the three words on the ship-killing knife are their guarantee of confidence.

Soon as the news spread, more and more young and strong people from Xichuan swarmed in, gathering beside the Immortal Lord and gathered under the standing sword. In just one morning, Yang Feng recruited a total of 5,000 people for the bandit army, including many of whom were originally soldiers of the Song army.

These people were then taken to Lu Wende by him, who was responsible for providing armor and weapons, and the military pay and food were also responsible for him. Lu Wende was still very generous in this. Of course, he understood that regaining Chengdu was a good thing, but he did not want to send troops and then bear the casualties of attacking Chengdu. His army was all brought by Xiangyang, which were the foundation of the Lu family. In order to save Chongqing and Diaoyu City, he had lost a large number of subordinates before. There was no need to bear greater losses for an unimportant gaze. It was limited to his admiration for the Immortal Lord, and it was not worth mentioning. This was not his. If it was not enough, just look for Jia Sidao.

So in just three days, Yang Xianzun's bandit army completed its armed forces, and because the young and strong refugees from western Sichuan from other places nearby arrived one after another, it soon expanded to 8,000 people.

But there is no horse.

This thing was extremely precious among the Song army at this time.

In addition, there is no combat power.

What combat power can all be said to be a group of mobs? The only thing they have is that high fighting spirit. Just like the Six-Article Divine Soldiers before the expedition, the bandits were all arrogant. Their organization was also very simple, with ten hundred and thousands of third-level captains, immortals and self-control. All captains at all levels were former Song soldiers who came to participate. They were also registered disciples by Yang Fengshou. Yang Feng's more than a dozen trusted disciples formed the staff department, Xiaoyu worked as the chief of staff, and was known as the Shenggu.

Immortal Lord, Saint Aunt, inner-city disciple, peripheral registered disciple, minion, and this kind of priesthood system has also been established.

In short, in just three days, the bandit army embarked on more than 200 civilian ships collected. In addition, there were more than 30 warships captured by Yang Feng, and even the sailors were still those sailors. These sailors were actually from the Han people in western Sichuan. Then this army rushed to Luzhou. At this time, Luzhou had been recovered by the Song general Liu Zheng. Of course, it could also be said to have been accepted. Liu Zheng was a few of the Song army who could charge forward. Wu Sangui, known as the Southern Song Dynasty, failed in the internal struggle with Jia Sidao, Lu Wende and others. He was angry and surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty, which determined Kublai Khan's strategy of attacking Xiangyang first and then destroying Song.

But at this time he was still a loyal minister of the Song Dynasty.

In order to restore Chengdu by the Immortal Lord, Liu Zheng generously assumed the logistics responsibility.

So the bandits continued to go north along the Neijiang River, and all the way was devastated. The country of Tianfu was almost reduced to a ghost realm. Dead corpses and bones could be seen everywhere. Most of the villages turned into ruins, and there were almost no living people. Only those wild animals appeared among them. From time to time, wild wolves appeared on the shore with dry bones in the arms of the river. The rotten corpses were eroded by maggots in the wilderness of the river. Vultures hovered in the sky, and fell next to the rotten corpses from time to time to peck at the food. Only some larger towns could see a little bit of people. A few remaining residents struggled to survive among the grass, looking numbly at the vast fleet.

"The people are suffering, the people are suffering, the people are suffering!"

Yang Feng stood at the bow of the boat and sighed.

Of course, he could only sigh at this time. This was a war that lasted for decades. From the 1236th year of Ogedei attacking Song Dynasty, Kuoduan attacked Chengdu and massacred the city. The fire shone for hundreds of miles, and the Mongolian cavalry retreated in the hinterland of Sichuan. The land has been a battlefield for 23 years, and the war has almost never stopped. Mengge's attack lasted from 1253th year to the present. During these seven years, the two sides repeatedly tug-of-war in this area. Nurin went south to Chongqing and defeated the Song army in Luzhou along the Neijiang River to enter the Yangtze River. For such a long time, the common people could run away. Those who had no time to run could only stretch their necks and wait for the Mongols' butcher knife. The original Tianfu Country turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Later generations also called fusion.

Maybe it only when the same is integrated into them will I know what it feels like.

His fleet went forward, and there were no more Mongolian troops along the way. He arrived at the Huaian Army, namely Huaikou, ten days later, and then he had to get off the ship to fight.

Because ahead of them is...

"Yunding Mountain City, Immortal Lord, this city is called Yunding Mountain City. This is the gate to Chengdu. It is the garrison when Dandelion counterattacked Chengdu. Later, the guard general Yao Shi'an surrendered to the enemy and led the Tartars to break through Yunding Mountain City. All the defenders died in battle and died for their country."

An officer next to Yang Feng pointed to the stone city on the top of the mountain on the west bank of Tuojiang River and said.

"It's a natural danger!"

Yang Feng said.

"Immortal Lord, I'm foolish in my opinion, even if we take back Chengdu, we should not be stationed in Chengdu. Once the Tartars attack, we can't stop the cavalry on the plains. Their thousands of troops rushed forward. Not to mention those of us hastily recruited, even the elite veterans under Lu Gong could not stand it. At that time, Lu Da led 25,000 people to form a formation on the plains, but the entire army was wiped out by the Mongolian cavalry in a battle. Moreover, there were not many people in Chengdu, and they ran away to death. It was useless for us to recapture it. However, this Yunding Mountain City was different. It relied on the Neijiang River waterway to replenish the supply, and there were fields to cultivate at the foot of the mountain. As soon as the Tartars came, they retreated into the city to defend. As long as there was enough food, the mountain city could not be broken."

The former Song army soldier named Han Lin said.

A group of disciples next to him nodded, and they were not stupid either. Yang Xianzun must not be able to protect them all the time. Of course, they are not afraid of Yang Xianzun, but when the immortals left, how did they face the counterattack of Mongolian cavalry? When they went to Chengdu, they were waiting to die. There was no danger in Yunding Mountain City. As long as there was enough food in this place, as long as there was no traitor, it was basically impossible to conquer them through strong attacks. This is one of the eight pillars of Bashu, equivalent to the Diaoyu City of No. 1. The defense ability here has been tested in actual combat. At the beginning, the seven thousand Song troops left tens of thousands of Mongolian troops helpless.

"Then it depends on you, but we still have to enter Chengdu."

Yang Feng nodded and said.

Then he picked up the ship-knitting knife and looked at the east gate of Yunding Mountain City above his head, and the Mongolian soldiers vaguely visible on the top of the city.

"My sons, let me kill the Tartars!"

He suddenly roared, dragging the ship-knife to the ground...
Chapter completed!