Li Xia raised his head and watched them fly across the sky, heading south.
He followed them with his eyes, wanting to see if they would be shot down by someone else.
As far as the eye can see, the Mongolian army in the distance is a row of black dots, and the few birds have disappeared over the mountains.
Even Li Xia himself knew nothing about the Mongolian army's combat power and had no confidence in this first battle...
"County Lieutenant, it's Junlian's duty to defend against these Mongolian Tatars." Lai Baler persuaded in a low voice.
Lai Baler was originally an archer in Qingfu County, and he was also the last person to come forward and stab Li Xia four times during the sword fight. Because of this incident, he also became famous in Qingfu County.
He had been working in the third class of the county government for a long time and was a little naughty. He knew not to speak loudly and disturb his morale. He leaned next to Li Xia and said: "It's either a villain or a coward who feels that he is at a loss and fights for others."
"If the county captain has a decision, the villain should never talk too much." Bao San said: "But if it is to stop the Mongolian army, Wu Tong should fight; if it is to train troops, it is just right to fight the more than 20 people in Fangyan Village.
, facing these more than a hundred veterans of the Mongolian army, we new recruits will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and the gains outweigh the losses."
Li Xia nodded and said, "I understand what you said."
He looked at the two squad leaders and several senior officers next to him, and first asked them to sit down on the ground so as not to be seen by the hilltop opposite.
"These are common sense. According to common sense, the five-foot road should be guarded by Junlian patrol officers; according to common sense, 30,000 Song troops lie across Jinjiangsha. Both water and land roads are safe.
According to common sense, the Dali Kingdom should not have been destroyed by the Mongols, the Mongols should not have moved northward from the southwest, Shimen Pass should not have been broken, and the Mongolian army should not have taken the Five Feet Road. Again, according to common sense, the Song Dynasty was bound to perish.
"
At this last sentence, everyone's expression changed.
Li Xia was completely unaware, and added: "People's hearts are like this. They all feel that the battle should be left to others to fight, which is still far away from themselves. When Hanzhong, Chengdu, and Dali were here, everyone was so lucky.
Now the Mongols are fighting in front of us. The main force of the battle is one hundred and fifty miles to the west, and the Mongolian army's partial division is ten miles in front of us. I still think that someone else should fight, hoping that Zhang Shi can win, hoping that Wu Tong can win, and I am still thinking.
Such a fluke.
To be honest, I am not optimistic about Wu Tong. His merchant spirit outweighs his military spirit. If this Mongolian army were allowed to go out of the Five Feet Road and reach Qingfu County, we could still point at Wu Tong's head and ask
He said, "You should hold on"? If the Mongolian soldier's sword is about to hit our necks, how can we take advantage of this luck and hope that others will spare our lives?
Lai Bal'er, you talk about responsibility and power, Bao San, you talk about the method of military training. The principles are all right, but fighting is not about being reasonable. Fighting is just to be unreasonable."
When Li Xia said this, no matter how everyone reacted, his tone became more determined.
In his opinion, the first enemy faced in this battle was not the Mongolian soldiers, but the cowardice in the hearts of the soldiers.
He has participated in many competitions and understands this deeply.
"Speaking of this battle, this is a very rare opportunity. We have just taken Fangyan Village, and even if we only killed twenty or thirty people, the morale of the new recruits is at its highest when they see blood.
We rested for two days and saw them first so that we could be prepared for an attack. The terrain at the foot of the mountain was narrow and we were condescending. This was the best terrain. The Mongolian army only had more than a hundred people. On this five-foot road, the follow-up troops could not support them.
The weather, the right location, the right people, and if we don't seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can we wait until we reach the plains and face thousands or even tens of thousands of Mongolian troops before we consider how to lead the new troops in the first battle?"
After speaking, Li Xia raised his hand to stop the chiefs from talking anymore.
"Bao San, Jiang Fan, you are veterans, and the soldiers trust you the most. Put away all your concerns and talk of experience, and go tell the soldiers that we will ambush the Mongolian army in this battle and we will win."
"Yes!" Bao Sandao said: "The villain understands that, damn 'reason', this battle will be won!"
"Keep your voice down, don't scare the birds. Move gently."
"yes."
"Huhu, go and select the sixty people with the best archery skills, prepare your bows and arrows, and choose the best ambush point."
"yes……"
A Mongolian soldier named "Bayin" followed the orders of Centurion Du Ke and led people to climb a high mountain.
He holds a pickaxe in his hand, which can be used to hang on to the rock for strength. When he encounters a place that is difficult to climb, he will directly dig twice to dig out a place where he can stay.
Over the years, Wulianghetai moved to the southwest, passing through Tubo and conquering the Wuman, Baiman, Guiman, Fumo, Mozhe and other large and small tribes. His soldiers went to the mountains and old villages a lot, and they were as skilled in climbing mountains as they were on horseback.
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After climbing for more than an hour, we finally reached the top of the mountain.
Bayin ate some dry food, kicked the guide he brought from the Wumeng tribe, and asked, "What kind of mountain is this?"
"The tip of the jar. The place in front where the centurion is approaching is called Baiyangou. The road there is wider. Further ahead is the tunnel on the cliff. The tunnel is not easy to walk. It seems that the centurion should rest in Baiyangou...
"
Bayin scolded: "You don't need to teach me how to march, centurion."
He squinted for a while, pointed to the high mountain next to Baiyan Valley and asked, "Is there a stockade on that mountain?"
"The villain took this road a few years ago, when there was no stockade."
"There is a stockade now." Bayin said: "I can see that the trees on the top of the mountain have been cut down, but it can only be a small stockade. It's not like the big Tu Laoman stockade we pulled out."
"Yes, yes, only the general can take down that old barbarian stronghold. The villain was... petrified, petrified."
Bayin wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking and his eyes gradually narrowed into a slit.
"Are those people..."
It was nearly noon, and Duke looked around and saw that there was finally a slightly open section of road ahead.
He had already asked the guide and found out that it was called Baiyangou and was a place where he could rest, eat some solid food, and avoid the sun.
Looking up again, the mountains on both sides of Baiyan Gorge are high and steep. But they are not cliffs. The trees are dense and can still be climbed.
The deep mountains and old forests can be used for hunting. If there is a water source, it is a place where barbarians can build a stronghold.
Duke looked up and saw no smoke for ten miles.
He was getting a little impatient. He had walked through most of the five-foot road, and the Song army had not discovered his people yet, and the defense was too lax.
Ashu said at the beginning that Shu soldiers gathered in the north of the Yangtze River, and the defenses in southern Shu would be empty. If this battle went well, he would go straight to Hezhou and capture Sichuan and Shu.
Even if things go wrong and a fierce battle is fought, Zhao Song will have to build defenses in southern Shu. It is equivalent to opening up another battlefield outside the Huaihe River, Jinghu, and Sichuan.
So, with the national power of a far-fetched place like Zhao and Song, it would be too late to drag it to death.
When Du Ke heard this, he suddenly realized that the purpose of this fight was to let Zhao Song know, "I will give you a hard blow from behind."
As long as you are ruthless enough, whether you win or lose on the battlefield, you will win.
Duke felt that Ah Shu looked rough, but he was really smart.
While thinking about this, a Mongolian soldier named "Dari" made a suggestion.
"Centurion, the Song army hasn't noticed us up to this point. How about we speed up the march and cover the five or six day journey in three days? Before the Song army can react, climb up to their gate city from both sides.
To seize Guancheng and achieve great success?"
When Duke heard this, he was quite moved, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head.
"Listen to General Ashu. He told us to explore the road as soon as he asked us to do so. Don't take it lightly."
Saying this, the team has almost arrived at Baiyangou.
Suddenly, a whistle came from far away.
Duke looked up and shouted loudly: "There is an ambush!"