On the top of the jar, Bayin squinted his eyes and looked around, faintly seeing frightened birds flying from time to time in the Baiyan Mountain.
It was a group of people walking down, disturbing the mountain birds along the way.
But he's not sure yet.
Until in a sparse forest area, I saw several black dots jumping over each other.
It was noon, when the sun was at its brightest, when suddenly, a bright light flashed through the mountains and forests in the distance.
"It's a knife." Bayin said to himself, "There's an ambush!"
He quickly drew out a hammered arrow, opened his bow, and shot in the direction of Duke.
The arrow shot out of the air, making a sharp roar that echoed in the valley.
"babble……"
Li Xia raised his head, and for a moment he thought it was a bird chirping for such a long time.
"They found us!"
"Don't panic!"
Li Xia has already led the river patrolmen down the mountain.
The distance was calculated. When the Mongolian army arrived at Baiyangou, the archers fired a few rounds of arrows before they rushed down.
But at this time, looking through the woods, I saw that the Mongolian army had suddenly accelerated.
Shouts came from the ranks of the Mongolian troops. Li Xia understood the Mongolian language and knew what they were saying.
"Quick! Rush over!"
"Quick, don't be blocked by Song Jun on the path..."
Both sides were a little flustered.
Xiong Shan also followed the team.
He thought Li Xia was crazy, and thought this person was very strange. He looked like a handsome young man, but he was cruel and crazy at heart.
He actually dared to lead more than two hundred new soldiers to fight against the Mongolian army.
Although Xiong Shan didn't listen to Li Xia's plan, he walked all the way down the mountain and roughly understood how he planned to ambush.
The Mongolian army came from a small path. The path was narrow, only big enough for one person to walk, but Baiyan Valley was wide. Li Xia must have planned to let half of the Mongolian soldiers enter Baiyan Valley, then suddenly fire arrows, and then lead the men to fight out.
In this way, nearly two hundred people can defeat thirty or forty people, taking advantage of the situation. As long as these thirty or forty people are defeated and forced to turn around and squeeze into the small road, the Mongolian army will have nothing but to be slaughtered.
Originally, everything went smoothly.
But the Mongolian army dared to walk on this five-foot-wide path, and they were prepared. At this time, the sound of the Dysprosium sounded, and most of the plan was defeated.
Xiong Shan had good eyesight and looked through the woods and saw that the Mongolian army had accelerated.
The Mongolian soldiers walking in the front suddenly started running, jumped down the stone steps, and rushed into Baiyangou...
Xiong Shan looked at Li Xia again, thinking that this young man who aspired to be the commander of Shu was too ambitious.
The next moment, Li Xia shouted loudly.
"Kill with me!"
The figure in front of Xiong Shan's eyes was all gone, and he was stunned.
And Li Xia has jumped into the mountain stream and rolled down the mountain...
"In the tenth month of winter, moxa travels from Yinping Road to uninhabited land for more than 700 miles... The mountains are high and the valleys are deep, making it extremely difficult and dangerous... The moxa wraps itself in felt and rolls down..."
Jiang Cang squinted at the "Three Kingdoms" in his hand and couldn't help but exclaimed softly.
"What a great Deng Ai!"
The old gentleman who was teaching in front turned around and asked, "What did you say?"
"Student..." Jiang Cang said, "The student said, what you said is really good."
"Then I asked you, 'If you know your destiny, you will not be in danger to avoid the disaster of overthrowing'. How do you explain it?"
Jiang Cang couldn't answer, and carefully put the book covered under "Commentary on Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books" into his sleeve.
He lowered his head, thinking about Deng Ai's bravery during the Three Kingdoms period when he rolled down the mountain and attacked Shu.
It's as if I can still hear Deng Ai's loud shout.
"The difference between life and death can be determined in one fell swoop, why not?!"
Baifanggou.
The mountains are high and steep, and although the mountain streams are not waterfalls, they have fast currents.
Li Xia chose to roll down the mountain stream, thinking that the stones in the stream would be washed away by the running water and would not be too sharp. In addition, it would not be easy to hit the trees, and there would be water flow as a buffer, so he might not fall to death.
But there is also the possibility of falling to death.
The mountain stream was small and the water could not support his body. He kept hitting rocks and suffered severe pain all over his body.
He asked himself in his mind, "Are you afraid of death?"
Not afraid.
I have enjoyed everything I should have enjoyed in my previous life. If I don’t have great ambitions in this life, what’s the point of living?
When facing a battle today, if you don't know how to strategize or command, and you don't have enough experience, the only thing you can rely on is this "not afraid of death".
When we meet on a narrow road, how can we win?
The high-pitched and long chirping sound is like the chirping of a bird.
Duke was a little worried when he learned there was an ambush, but quickly calmed down.
"Charge into the valley and form a formation!"
"Speed up the front!"
"Anyone from Dali who dares to cause chaos will be killed immediately!"
After giving orders one after another, Duke became calmer and calmer.
This was the advantage of him leading a small group of men to explore the route first. There were only eighty Mongolian soldiers and no baggage, so the general could command almost everyone.
If thousands of people were blocked on such a narrow path, it would be difficult to command. If there were only 10% casualties, they would collapse, become jammed, and be defeated by a small Song army.
Du Ke knew very well that with the elite soldiers under his command, he could rush into the valley quickly. As long as he could form a formation and climb up the mountain, he would not be afraid of any number of Song troops.
Meng soldiers were running very fast on the path, and more and more people were descending the stone steps and rushing into the valley...
"quick!"
Luhu shouted loudly.
They archers were the first group to go down the mountain, and they were still some distance away from the best shooting position.
But the Mongolian army suddenly accelerated, disrupting Huhu's expectations.
He was originally just an archer squad leader, but now he became a little panicked and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to speed up...
"Calm down!" Bao San shouted quickly, "Calm down, adjust before you cum!"
He felt that Huhu was too hasty and should wait until more Mongolian troops rushed into the valley.
As expected, the first round of arrows rained down, but because the Mongolian troops were not standing densely, they did not kill too many people.
…
"Their archers are there! Climb up!" Duke shouted from a distance.
At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the ambush Song army was not elite, otherwise he would have waited until less than half of his men and horses had gathered before firing arrows, causing greater damage.
"The other party is not confident enough and there are not many people!"
For a veteran like Duke, the decision can be made in just a split second.
"No need to form a formation, climb up and kill all their archers!"
Compared with bows and arrows, the Mongols were certainly not inferior to the Song people, but with such a terrain, it was of little significance to shoot arrows from the valley to the woods on the mountain.
The Mongolian army gained momentum and quickly climbed up the mountain...
"Bang!"
Li Xia fell on a big rock, stood up, staggered, and felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.
He didn't hesitate at all and jumped straight down the mountain.
There was another "bang" behind him, and someone shouted: "County Captain!"
It's Bao San's voice.
Li Xia shouted: "Kill with me!"
He didn't look back and didn't see how many people were following him down the mountain.
No time to watch.
He was soaked to the skin, and the water kept pouring down as he ran, but his steps were fast. Finally, due to the steep mountain, his foot slipped and he fell.
When Li Xia grabbed a small tree to steady himself, he looked around and saw that he was almost at the bottom of the mountain.
Not far below, a Mongolian soldier was climbing up with strong skills.
Another quick glance revealed that more than twenty Mongolian soldiers were rushing over from the path.
Li Xia let go of his hand holding the branch and fell down again.
"Bang!"
He kicked the soldier on the head, and they both fell down...
"Fire the arrow!"
"dash forward!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Another round of arrow rain struck, and a Mongolian soldier who was jumping down from the path was hit by an arrow in the face and screamed in agony.
"Aragbaz! Come on!"
"kill!"
Hearing the cry, Aragbaz drew his sword and swung it to avoid the hail of arrows. He ignored the shot dead comrades in front of him and rushed forward.
He didn't dare to stop, lest he block the people behind him on the trail.
Taking advantage of a rain of arrows from the Song army, he quickly rushed across the valley to climb up.
In his eyes, as long as he climbed up and killed a few archers, the Song army would be in chaos.
The centurion has said that this Song army is not many and not elite.
The next moment, there was a loud "bang" and the two people fell in front of Aragbaz.
"Ah! Go to hell!" someone shouted in Mongolian.
Then there was another scream.
"Well!"
Aragba looked around and saw a soaked Han man holding a sword and cutting Nusangha's neck forcefully.
"Nusanha!"
"puff!"
Blood spurted out violently.
The Han man stabbed Nusangha twice more and stood up. He was tall and well-proportioned, not too strong, but had a fierce air.
The two sides looked at each other, and Aragbari rushed forward with his sword raised.
"Tiger!"
The sound of breaking wind was very loud.
…
Li Xia wanted to avoid it, but there was a sharp pain under his feet.
The knife was cut off, and he rolled on the spot and rolled to the side.
Alagbaz swung his sword again.
"puff!"
A long sword was stabbed diagonally through his lower abdomen from bottom to top, and then came out from Aragbaz's back.
Li Xia twisted his hand and blood spilled all over his face.
The next moment, two more Mongolian men rushed in front of Li Xia.
"County Captain!"
A loud roar sounded, and a strong figure ran straight over and hit a Mongolian soldier. There was another loud "bang" and loess flew up.
Bao San jumped down right after Li Xia.
Seeing the two Mongolian soldiers rushing in front of Li Xia, he immediately rushed towards them, but the knife in his hand also dropped. He could only hold down the hand of the Mongolian soldier holding the knife with both hands.
On the other side, screams sounded again.
"elder brother!"
A knife flew down and landed in front of Bao San's eyes.
Bao San picked it up without hesitation and stabbed it into the chest of the Mongolian soldier with a "pop" sound.
At the same time, he felt a chill in his stomach and was stabbed.
Bao San grunted and pressed the knife in his hand until the enemy was pressed to death, then turned around and took a look.
Not far away, several Mongolian soldiers rushed over again.
With a "bang" sound, a river patrolman fell down and was killed by a Mongolian soldier.
The screams became more and more frequent.
Jiang Fan was fighting with another Mongolian soldier. The hook on his prosthetic hand was piercing Mengsu's body. Mengsu's knife was pressed against his neck, causing blood to flow out.
Bao San covered the wound and stood up with the knife.
At the same time, Li Xia had plunged his sword into the body of Meng Zu who was fighting with Jiang Fan...
At this point in this battle, it is no longer the command that determines victory or defeat.
The situation is very simple. If the Mongolian army can all rush into the valley from the small road, the Mongolian army will win; if the Song army can kill and retreat the more than thirty Mongolian soldiers who have rushed in, the Song army will win.
We meet on a narrow road, but we have to fight bravely...