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The night was already shrouded in the battle formation. Countless burning torches were stacked on the battlefield, and the fire swayed, reflecting the snow-covered wasteland, emitting the breath of hell in the darkness.

The shouts of killing echoed in the night, as if the sound of Shura came from the underground of Jiuyou, adding ten times more murderous aura to this night!

The Mongolian army and horses kept moving back and forth in the night. Teams of people filled in, most of them were soldiers from three households, and the soldiers who were killed and injured were also lifted down like flowing water, but they were placed in the snowy wilderness, and no one went to treat them.

The Semu Thousand and Hundreds who had retreated from the front line were all destroyed and the soldiers who were still able to move had exhausted their strength. They sat in the snow, gasping for breath, and they did not even have the strength to eat dry food.

Since yesterday morning, these people were driven into battle by the Mongols in turn. Under the threat of bows and arrows and scimitars, they attacked the Ming and Tang coalition positions one by one. It was almost a suicide attack, braved the Ming army's artillery fire and the arrow clusters falling like raindrops, one wave after another, endless!

One hundred-man team after another was crippled, leaving only twenty or thirty walking soldiers. The Mongols, who were several times more numerous than them, were reluctant to give up and repeatedly forced them to go to the battlefield and launched a death-like attack on enemies far more powerful than them with the simplest weapons.

At this time, all the Semen people seemed to know the fate of dying, and the sounds of secret crying came one after another in the snow where they were resting. These second-class Semen who followed the Mongolians to be lackeys and acted as power and blessings in the Central Plains for decades have finally tasted the taste of being a third-class!

Their status is not only inferior to the Han army, but even the Han people who had just transported military rations to the front line. Although these people were unarmed, none of the Mongolians killed them, but only drove them to the side of the Ming and Tang coalition forces. No Mongols followed them to launch an attack. They are now gathering in the open space south of the Ming and Tang camp, lit hundreds of bonfires to keep warm. They also received food provided by the Daming Governor's Office. It is obvious that they have saved their lives!

The fierce battle for three consecutive days seemed to have exhausted the Ming and Tang coalition forces, and the casualties reached thousands. The morale was also slapped by such endless attacks, regardless of casualties. Since yesterday afternoon, the Ming and Tang coalition forces began to shrink the front line and retreated step by step to the north wall of their camps. They relied on it to build several lines of defense.

The war reached this point. The Ming and Tang coalition forces had already gained an absolute advantage in exchange ratio, and three days had passed, and their reinforcements must have been very close, and perhaps they had arrived at Zhending Mansion. There is indeed no need to take the risk of fighting hard. As long as you drag on it, it would be an unprecedented victory.

Another rapid whimpering sound of warlocks sounded, which meant that thousands of exhausted and completely desperate Semites were about to pick up maces, maces or spears and launch a new round of suicide attacks.

"Li Hengqianhu, it's your turn!"

Li Heng, who was determined to die two days ago, was not dead yet. However, his ancestral Qingtang wart armor seemed to be attached to the protection of the kings of the heavens of all dynasties in the sky, and he pulled him back from the gate of the hell again and again. The armor was covered with scars. I don’t know how many armor leaves were broken and cut, and there were more than a dozen broken arrows hanging on the armor leaves. Several of the arrow clusters not only pierced the Qingtang wart armor, but also pierced through a chain mail that was penetrated into Li Heng’s skin and flesh. However, it was just a skin injury.

However, his old subordinates did not have such good luck. They did not have the strongest armor that they were emperors, nor did they have the little luck of their ancestors to protect them. After two days of fighting, hundreds of people had already returned to the underworld. Less than 200 people left, and they were mixed with several other broken Semu Thousand People Teams to form a new Thousand People Team, and Li Heng was their Thousand House Officer.

He stood up suddenly. He picked up a nail-head hammer with his sore arms. His sword had already cut a large steel-inlaid horizontal knife into two pieces, so he could only replace it with a nail-head hammer.

"My boys, it's our turn again!" Li Heng looked around and could only see desperate faces, "Let's follow me, the Great Mongolia has raised us for so many years, and now it's time to repay us!"

Under the moonlight, the Seministers who were dragging their tired steps formed a chaotic team. Under the supervision of thousands of Mongolian archers, they rushed to the camp of the Ming and Tang coalition forces with red eyes. There was their death place! The nine white slabs of the Mongolian Khan fluttered and rolled under the bonfires around, and almost inserted hundreds of steps outside the Ming and Tang coalition forces camp. Dozens or hundreds of big drums beating the loud sound of drums under these nine rings.

Kublai Khan had already visited the front line and stood under the floating nine-character celestial circles, surrounded by dozens of heavy generals and advisers. The Semu generals who had escaped at the battle were dragged to Kublai Khan in front of him, and chopped his head on a snow ground completely dyed with blood.

But Kublai Khan couldn't see these Seminar people crying and begging for their lives. The tall and burly figure stood straight, and the cloak behind him was rushing in the night light. He just frowned tightly, his eyes seemed distant, as if he had penetrated the entire camp and saw a distant place.

Another attack of the bacons was shattered in front of the Ming and Tang coalition camp. The remaining soldiers dragged their wounded companions and collapsed. Li Heng was also among them. He hung an arm and his helmet was knocked off. Suddenly, he ran away with his hair and ran away to Kublai Khan's big flag. He knelt on the ground and cried loudly, "Sweat! Give me my life aside, I can't fight anymore. I've been fighting for two days, and my sons have already fought all... I've tried my best, so let me take a breath! Tomorrow, I'll go and die for Dahan!"

Kublai Khan was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, he saw Brother Yi Xiang who was standing beside him step forward and speak: "Khan, Li Heng is loyal to our Great Mongolia. He is going to assassinate Chen Zhe on the battlefield of the Qinghe River..."

"Oh?" Kublai Khan had almost forgotten this matter. When he was reminded by Brother Yixiang, he remembered, "Is it the old nun in Yidu?"

Li Heng nodded weakly, and then looked at Kublai Khan with anticipation, but he was still unwilling to go there!

Kublai Khan nodded thoughtfully and breathed, "Since that's the case, don't participate in the next attack." He turned his head and looked at An Tong, "find someone to protect him."

An Tong waved his hand to the almost guard Qie Xue De, and several people rushed forward and pulled Li Heng away.

Kublai Khan waved to Liu Bingzhong again, called Liu Xiaoyuan's uncle to his side, and whispered: "Take Li Heng with him when he is on the mission."

"Bring Li Heng with you?" Liu Bingzhong was stunned for a moment, "Who will he give him?"

"Of course it's Li Cuixian!"

"Will he die?" Liu Bingzhong shook his head, "What happened to Daqinghe..."

"This is the thorn that pierces the heart of Chen Dexing!" Kublai sneered, "Chen Dexing is a hero, and any hero must be suspicious. Li Cuixian has made great contributions this time! The Li family has territory and army... Haha, I am looking forward to it again!"

Liu Bingzhong clasped his fists and said, "The khan is wise! But... this Li Heng fell into Li Cuixian's hands and would be silenced..."

Kublai Khan smiled coldly: "It's just that he wants to die in Li Cuixian's army! Because people who die may not be able to speak!"

Liu Bingzhong frowned and thought for a while, and felt that Kublai Khan's words made some sense. Li Heng fell into Li Cuixian's hands and was indeed a hot potato. After killing the silence, Chen Dexing must have suspected that there was any conspiracy behind the attack on the Qinghe River. It was nothing to kill Chen Dexing. It was a struggle for the world. Of course, he had to do everything he could. Chen Dexing himself used many secret tricks to his father-in-law Li. But if Li Cuixian was also involved... the nature would be different!

Kublai Khan turned his head and winked An Tong, "Do you know the chronic medicines of the elderly in the mountains brought back by the Western Expedition Army?"

The old man in the mountain is the leader of the Assassin Sect of the Tianfang Sect. This sect is also called the Assassin Sect, which is best at assassin Sect. He offended the Mongols and was destroyed by Hulagu's troops. Many tools, poisons and secret books used for assassination were sent back to Helin by Hulagu, and now they all fell into the hands of Kublai Khan. Kublai Khan handed all these things over to the Qiexue army to study, hoping that they would come in handy one day. However, it is not a matter of training assassin Sect for a long time, otherwise the Khan is now Ali Buge. However, it is easy to use the Assassin Sect's poison to poison Li Heng. There are several poisons for the Assassin Sect that are chronic medicines used for the death warriors, and they will not take effect immediately after taking them. There is still enough time to complete the assassin mission.

If Li Heng took this poison and died in Li Cuixian's army, it would undoubtedly be a thorn between Chen Dexing and Li Cuixian. Although it might not cause them to turn against each other, Li Heng was going to die anyway. It would be not in vain that the Mongolian raised their father and son for decades.

As soon as Kublai Khan finished his explanation, he saw a fast horse galloping from the side. A Mongolian probe immediately shouted to Kublai Khan: "Khan, the army of Chen thieves has reached a hundred miles west! There are 70,000 to 80,000, and everyone is armed with steel armor!"

Everyone around Kublai Khan focused on him, fear, unwillingness, helplessness, and sad feelings were revealed at this moment.
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