This time Ah Shu brought a thousand-man Tanma Red Army, which was not full, with more than 900 Mongolian soldiers. There were also Dali soldiers and captured Tu Lao barbarians, totaling more than 1,500 people.
He had many horses, so he carried enough luggage. He set up camp in the cattle village and had enough food and grass to last more than half a month.
Facing this small patrol city, it is of course possible to make siege equipment and attack by force, but it is not necessary, because he is a combination of Wuliang and Ashu, and is best at outflanking, sneaking into the city and jumping over the city.
After destroying Dali, the most commonly used word in his battle report was "ravage", ravage Dali, ravage the white barbarians, ravage the black barbarians...
That night, A'shu sent centurion Hai Rigu to attack Tuo Mountain Stronghold to attract the Song army. At the same time, he sent centurion Baolide to sneak up to Hengzi Mountain and leap into Xunsiguan City.
He personally led more than a thousand men to send troops overnight to prepare to capture Guancheng.
At the fourth watch, a fire broke out in the village.
Ah Shu looked up and led his troops towards Guancheng.
Just wait for Baolide to open the city gate.
The night wind blew, and the sound of fighting in Guancheng was far away reached Ashu's ears.
"It's done!"
The centurion named "Jeda" was overjoyed and said: "Baolid has jumped into the city and the city gate will be opened soon."
Ah Shu grinned. He was very calm when deploying strategies, but now he seemed very manic.
"Kill them all! Come out of the five-foot path and kill them!"
The Mongolian army advanced quickly, and gradually, the patrol city of Guan City came into view.
The fighting is still going on, but the city gate has not yet been opened.
Jida sat astride the horse, held his bow and spat.
"Baoli De is addicted to killing. Open the door first, spat..."
Li Xia slept with his armor on that night.
In the middle of the night, he heard a shrill scream, woke up, and limped outside.
When we arrived at the city tower, we could see silhouettes jumping from Hengzi Mountain into Guancheng from a distance.
Li Xia only glanced at it and quickly walked down to Guancheng.
Wu Tong, wearing only his middle coat, was seen running out in a panic with a few village soldiers.
"It's not good! The Mongolian army has entered the pass, leave quickly!" Wu Tong walked quickly and said: "Let's go! What are you doing standing there like this?!"
He was not wearing a helmet, his hair was messy, and there were red marks on his face. He had obviously just woken up.
Li Xia was there, waiting for Wu Tong to rush in front of him, and suddenly took action and picked up Wu Tong's collar.
"Bang!"
Wu Tong was pushed against the wall by Li Xia.
"You! Why don't you let go quickly? Let's go, let's go..."
"Why are you panicking?" Li Xia said: "The Hengshan stronghold was pulled out silently. The Mongolian army has at most a hundred people. Don't panic and you can hold it."
"Guard your mother! The Mongolian army has entered the pass..."
With a "pop" sound, Li Xia slapped Wu Tong.
This slap was not heavy, but it knocked Wu Tong straight to the point of being stunned.
"You hit me? You hit me..."
"Where are the clothes?"
"What did you say?"
"Why don't you quickly put on your clothes and go to the tower to give instructions."
Bayin and ten more Mongolian soldiers jumped from Hengzi Mountain to the top of the city and stretched their numb feet.
In front, several Mongolian soldiers were fighting with the village soldiers.
From time to time, there was the sound of arrows whizzing. It was Mo Rigen and others who were shooting arrows at Guancheng on the mountain. They were condescending and hidden in the darkness. They could shoot at the village soldiers, but the village soldiers could not shoot at them.
The Miao soldiers' archery skills were not weak, but with the demolition of Hengshan Stronghold, the terrain's advantage had changed.
"Open the door first!"
Bayin shouted and led the people to run down the city.
Occasionally, some soldiers from the village came to fight, but they looked very panicked. As soon as the two sides met, the Meng soldiers shot at each other with their bows, shooting the opponent down.
Bayin strode forward, swung his sword to kill two bewildered village soldiers, and ran towards the city gate.
Inside Guancheng, a group of village soldiers were still gathering, but it was too late to rush forward.
"Open the door!"
Bayin was overjoyed, knowing that the important thing now was not to kill many village soldiers, but to open the door and let General A Shu lead his men in.
He ran quickly, turned a corner, and saw the gate of Guancheng.
I also saw more than 40 Song soldiers standing by the gate.
Bayin was stunned for a moment.
"This... so much?"
Mao Yi'er stood up with the knife in hand and looked at Bayin running towards him in the night, feeling a little confused.
He actually didn't quite understand why Lieutenant Li asked them to help guard the city gate, since there were obviously soldiers guarding the city.
But now, the Mongolian army has really attacked.
At this moment, Mao Yi'er felt flustered.
This was not like the battle at Fangyangou, where the Mongolian army was ambushed by our own side, and the county captain and squad leaders took the lead.
Tonight we were attacked by the Mongolian army...
"kill!"
Before he had time to think about it, the Meng soldiers on the opposite side roared and fired arrows...
Li Xia held Wu Tong's collar and walked up to the tower.
He was also worried that the city gate would be lost.
But he has divided his hundreds of river patrolmen into three squads, taking turns to guard the city gate.
He can only trust them.
From mid-September to the end of October now, it has been nearly a month and a half to prepare for the construction of the river patrol hand.
One and a half months of training and marching will not make them elite soldiers, but it will make them obedient.
There are only three hundred river patrolmen in total. Li Xia has spent time with each of them day and night. He knows each of their names and personalities, and he also knows that they respect him.
Li Xia also understood their abilities and tried his best to give orders within their abilities.
For example, in the Battle of Fangyangou, at first glance, it was unlikely that the new soldiers would ambush the old Mongolian soldiers.
But in fact, nearly 200 river patrolmen fought against thirty or forty people. Li Xia tried his best to make five or six river patrolmen face one Mongolian soldier.
What he wants to do is to find a favorable small battlefield in an unfavorable large battlefield, so that his men can respond to the enemy in an advantageous environment...
"Quick! Tell all the soldiers." Li Xia said to Wu Tongtang, "You have calculated that the Mongolian army will attack tonight and have arranged an ambush."
"But...but I..."
"quick."
"Boom!" The war drum sounded, and a river patrolman was already standing on the tower playing the drum.
Li Xia pressed Wu Tong down and almost pushed him off the tower.
"Say! An ambush has been set up in the city gate. Up to a hundred Mongolian troops have jumped into the city. We have more than 400 people and will surround them and annihilate them..."
"puff!"
An arrow hit the river patrolman next to Mao Yi'er.
"A water!"
Mao Yi'er cried out sadly.
The soldiers beside him had begun to fire arrows at the Mongolian soldiers.
The Miao village soldier's name is "Hai Jinliu". He is the man who hit the flagpole with an arrow when Li Xia first came to patrol. He can speak Chinese and has been chatting with Mao Yi'er tonight.
Hai Jinliu was quite brave and was not afraid at all when facing the Mongolian soldiers. After shooting two arrows in a row, he drew his sword and faced them.
Before Mao Yi'er could react, he looked around and saw chaos everywhere. Except for a few people on duty such as Hai Jinliu, the other soldiers didn't react at all.
But at this time, no order was received, and Mao Yi'er didn't know what to do for a while.
Meng soldiers have already rushed forward.
The daggers met each other, and they were fighting at the city gate.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Suddenly, the sound of drums came.
Mao Yi'er only heard voices coming from the tower.
"The Meng soldiers have been ambushed, kill..."
At the same time, Bao San's roar could be heard in the distance.
"Mao Yi'er, you little melon! Hold on! I'll be here soon..."
"Open the door!" Bayin shouted.
He slashed with his sword, then split open a village soldier, and the gate to the city was right in front of him.