Not long ago, Lu Wende ordered to be stationed in preparation for the confrontation with the Yuan army, so he went to the big tent to treat Lu Wende. Suddenly, several battle reports came, and then the night battle began.
In the big tent, Lu Wende was naked from the waist up, his back was red and swollen, and the reddest part had a sore, as big as corn.
There is pus in the sore and the pain is severe.
Qiu Tongfu planned to use fire needles to open the sores, clean out the pus, and then apply herbal medicine.
This treatment method is easy to say, but throughout the ages, countless people have died due to heat and poison entering their bodies during the treatment process. It is only because of his superb medical skills that he dared to try it.
In a daze, he saw that Lu Wende had stood up and was about to put on his clothes. He quickly stopped him and said, "Father-in-law, wait a minute, the pus has not broken yet." Get away!
"Father-in-law, please treat the disease first no matter what. The sore has already turned pus and it will be too late if it is not treated."
Lu Wende turned around and looked at Qiu Tongfu's panicked eyes.
"I hope my father-in-law can treat his illness with peace of mind." Qiu Tongfu said again.
But the war drums were beating outside and it was deafening.
"Dong dong dong!"
Qiu Tongfu felt that his head was going to explode, and he became more and more nervous. The hand holding the fire needle trembled involuntarily. "Go away, you look like that, if you kill me!"
"Sister-in-law..."
Lu Wende suddenly reached out and slapped the fire needle on the ground. Qiu Tongfu was shocked.
"waste."
Lu Wende cursed to himself, put on his armor, opened the curtain and left the tent. In the night wind, bonfires were lit on the newly set up camp, and the soldiers shuttled back and forth in a hurry.
"Is the battle stage ready?!"
I saw more than a hundred soldiers in front, all sweating profusely, and they had just secured several large vehicles and built a fighting platform.
Lu Wende scolded a few more words and strode forward.
The night breeze made him feel more conscious, and the pain on his body became clearer.
When I raised the telescope and looked, I could only see dots of firelight, the vague black shadows under the moonlight before.
Lu Wende was able to observe the general battle situation from this.
He ordered and arranged for the deployment of troops and generals one after another. Although his tone was bad, he stabilized the situation.
"Damn it!"
After looking to the west for a while, Lu Wende suddenly started to curse. "Li Xia, this little beast, deliberately drove the Yuan army towards me. He had already seen that it was not the Yuan army that had annihilated Li Xia and then turned around.
Attacking the Song army, Li Xia defeated the Yuan army and deliberately drove the Yuan army over to destroy the peace treaty between Song and Yuan.
This situation made Song Jun extremely passive.
If we fight with the Yuan army and both sides suffer losses, I am afraid that Li Xia will benefit from it.
Lu Wende also knew in his heart that it was because he had made a big mistake that he fell into such a situation. Now that it was bad, it would either benefit the Yuan army or the Tang army.
If he were Li Xia, he would definitely drive the Yuan army into retreat and charge into the Song army's formation. Sure enough, a bright spot in the west lit up with fire, and the movement became even louder.
Lu Wende tried his best to hold the telescope against his eyes, and could faintly see that it was a larger Yuan army that was defeated, followed by the Tang army's formation.
"Here he is, damned bitch! Traitor!"
The sores on his back were in severe pain, and Lu Wende also hated Li Xia, a traitor, even more. Suddenly, a general on the battlefield pointed eastward and shouted: "Shaobao, look!"
Lu Wende turned around and without looking up, across the Han River, he could already see a few lights on Lumen Mountain on the east bank.
He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The light of fire indicates that the Yuan army has increased its troops in Lumen Mountain. Judging from the movement, the number of people will not be small.
On the battlefield in Xiangyang, the Yuan army's strength was increasing, and the situation would become increasingly passive for the Song Dynasty.
"Damn, one wrong step and one wrong step."
Baijianu turned around and glanced at Lumen Mountain on the other side. Seeing the light of the fire, he became more confident.
It was Ali Hague, the governor of Bozhou, who also led the troops. It was precisely because he knew that there would be follow-up troops coming, and he and
Only Boluo Huan dared to cross the Han River.
Of course, Ali Hague's contribution will never be greater than theirs. Bo Luohuan may have annihilated Li Xia, so he took advantage of the victory to attack Lu Wende's back.
The two of them cooperated and severely damaged Li Xia and Zhao Song in one battle, which was an unparalleled contribution to the Yuan Dynasty. "Warriors! The rich reward is right in front of you. Defeat the Song army. Go back and drink to receive the reward!
Under this encouragement, the soldiers of the Yuan army shouted and charged towards the Song army. They galloped here on horseback. The distance was more than ten miles away, and the loss of horsepower was not much. At this time, the cheers were also powerful, and the shots they fired were
The arrows are also powerful.
On the other hand, the Song army had been besieging Li Xia for so long. Today, they chased him from morning to night, running back and forth all on their two legs. At this time, their legs seemed to be filled with lead.
"Kill the prisoners!"
He Fu couldn't count how many times he had shouted like this today.
But no matter how much the alkali was used, the spear in his hand never touched the blood of the Yuan army. The Yuan army had horses and kept retreating. But he could only keep chasing, running on two legs, and finally blocked the Yuan army to the Han Dynasty.
Jiangbian can finally fight with real swords and guns.
The two sides were getting closer and closer. When the Song army fired arrows, the Yuan army also shot arrows.
Several soldiers fell to the ground, and He Fu rushed forward and picked up a shield.
"Come on me!"
He put away his bow, held a shield in one hand, and a spear in the other, leading his soldiers to face the Yuan army.
He stepped forward, raised the spear, and thrust it out. The tip of the spear stuck between the gap in the armor and stomach of a Yuan soldier. He struggled to send the spear forward.
The Yuan sergeant leaned back, held his spear shaft and pushed forward.
"ah!"
He Fu felt sore all over his body and felt helpless. The blood vessels in his arm gradually burst, and the whole arm turned red. The soreness and numbness made him want to let go immediately.
There was a "click" sound, and the spear shaft was cut off by another Yuan army who rushed up.
He Fu released the strength in his hand, took a long breath, and quickly moved back to avoid the hammer that came down.
His breathing made him unable to hear the shouts on the battlefield.
too tired.
He involuntarily took a few steps back to take a breather and change to a weapon that was readily available to him.
The Yuan army was slowly stabbing into the Song army's formation like a knife.
Baijianu frowned.
He hasn't gotten the information about Bo Luo Huan yet.
And his scouting horses needed to carefully bypass the Song Army's formation and ensure not to be shot. Then they would observe the battle situation in the dark and bypass the Song Army's formation again before they could send the information.
finally.
"General manager." A detective horse came back, gathered next to Baijianu, and reported in a low voice: "General Bo Luohuan was defeated. His troops and horses were scattered. He could not gather them, so he had to let the defeated troops attack the Song army to break through. Baijianu took a deep breath.
In one breath, he spat on the ground.
He should have guessed that Bo Luohuan was too impatient, and he would easily make mistakes if he was impatient, unlike him who used his horse power to consume the Song army to gain victory.
Fortunately, he had exhausted the Song army and could defeat Lu Wende at this time and help Bo Luo Huan's troops escape the siege.
Let's talk about it after escaping the siege. Li Xia's exhausted soldiers cannot immediately escape upstream and return to Hanzhong. Lu Wende will die of illness sooner or later. After rescuing Boluo Huan and joining forces with Ali Hague, there is still a chance.
Originally, Li Xia should have been destroyed first, and then Lu Wende should be attacked.
Now it's the other way around. Lu Wende has felt the difficulty of being attacked on both sides and his soldiers are exhausted. "Immediately pass my order to Xiangyang to Lao Liu." In this case, he can only ask Lu Wenhuan to go out of the city to support.
However, mid-sentence, something flashed across his dim vision.
Lu Wende was stunned for a moment. He raised his sight tube and took a closer look. He saw that the fire came from several river boats. Tang soldiers were jumping off the river boats and quickly passing through them. They seemed to be surrounding the defeated Yuan army.
He put down his telescope, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. Although he didn't quite believe it, he did see that the Tang army seemed to be encircling the defeated Yuan army, rather than driving them to attack the Song army.
"Why? What tricks does the bastard have?"
"Don't let the dog captives escape!" A group of Tang soldiers passed by and were quickly crossing the battlefield, starting from Boluohuan.
The left wing of this broken army was killed.
"Fire the crossbow!"
They raised their crossbows and fired them, without aiming at all in the darkness. After "swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish."
"Quick! Kill him!"
The Tang military commander shouted and commanded. Occasionally, two groups of people approached, and the commander would discuss a few words with each other.
"The Song army in front is fighting with the Yuan army. Don't let these broken troops disrupt the Song army's formation."
"Why?"
"A three-party war requires balance."
In fact, the captain didn't quite understand it, but it wasn't out of any good intentions.
And just in the direction where they were going to kill, Bo Luo Huan was riding his horse, trying to find a way out during the defeat.
Bo Luohuan also hoped to preserve as many soldiers and horses as possible, but the Song army was standing between him and the Baijia slaves, so it was the best way to cooperate with the Baijia slaves to attack Lu Wende from front to back.
He never thought that Li Xia would surround him because if it were him, he would never make such a decision.
They have all rebelled. Even if they are not happy to see the Song army defeated, there is no need to lose troops to help the Song army. Misusing good people will not achieve great things. "Another war horse fell down in front of Wei Lu Lu Lu, and Bo Luo Huan had to rein in the reins.
He shouted: "If you want to survive, rush over!"
But the only response to him was the panicked shouts of the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty.
"Surrounded!"
"Don't panic!" Bo Luo Huan roared, "Follow me and fight out!"
When the army is defeated, being a general is an extremely helpless thing.
He knew what to do, but thousands of people under his command were unwilling to follow his right decision.
The same was true for Bo Luohuan. He was trapped in the chaos and shouted desperately. "Listen to my orders! You want to live!"
"Hui!"
The horse he dismounted suddenly knocked him to the ground.
He was furious and wanted to get up.
"puff."
His leg hurt, and someone pierced his leg with a spear to prevent him from getting up. "General Yuan is here!"
A strong force pulled Bo Luo Huan back and dragged him into the Tang army's formation.
He slashed with the knife, as if he had hit something. But immediately someone held his hand, and stabbed him with a spear to bleed him.
"ah!"
Under the starry sky, Bo Luohuan's eyes widened when he saw the sole of an enemy soldier's boot coming up and stepping heavily on his face.
That was when the other party stepped on his head and began to cut off his head. When the black cover came down, he heard the other party mutter, "One head for the emperor..."