Ah Shu stayed overnight on the south side of Panyuan Mountain.
When he arrived at the battlefield today, the Song army was already crossing the river.
Several rounds of arrow rain killed many people, but many of the Mongolian soldiers did not know how to swim and did not dare to abandon their horses, so they built a pontoon bridge to cross the river, but the Song army had already fled to the mountains.
A Shu sent people to sneak attack overnight, but they were beaten back. The Song army commander actually did not let the soldiers rest and recuperated, and kept setting up defenses.
There are still two thousand-man troops of the Mongolian army surrounding the mountain, but it is difficult to attack at night, so if they wait until dawn to attack the mountain, they may not be able to defeat them.
But Ah Shu was not ready to attack.
They had just suffered a huge defeat in the Yangtze River, with less than 5,000 men left, lost their baggage, and their morale was at its lowest. However, Shi Jun and Zhang Shi could reorganize their 20,000 navy troops and fight back.
There are Song troops nearby including the Changning Army.
Wu Liang Hetai was dead, and A Shu could not even guarantee the stability of the army's morale, but he still divided three thousand-man troops into Anning County. Every extra moment was an extra risk.
It was not that he was not angry, his anger was greater than the fire that burned the mountain, but his reason demanded that he must rush back as soon as possible and take the remaining troops away.
Therefore, they set fire to the mountain and left the southern road alone, hoping to wait for the Song army to escape.
The fire in the north of the mountain is getting bigger and bigger, gradually lighting up half of the sky...
"The Song army will not come down and will burn the south side as well." A Shu ordered.
Half of his face was illuminated by the firelight, with hatred in his eyes, while the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness, looking deep and calm.
"Ah Shu! I'm going to be fucked by you!"
On the top of Panyuan Mountain, a shout echoed between heaven and earth, but was covered by the sound of fire.
"You idiot Liu, don't bother shouting...ahem...save your energy."
There were constant coughs on the top of the mountain. The soldiers had stopped cutting down trees, climbed up the mountain feebly, and lay on the ground panting.
It was already bright, but there was smoke all around, making it difficult to see far away.
"Ahem...the county captain hasn't come back yet?"
"Don't be afraid! We have dug that... fire zone overnight, the fire can't burn it... cough..."
Xu Kui opened his eyes and felt that the wounds all over his body seemed to be bitten by ants, and his head felt dizzy.
He has suffered a lot in his life, but he feels it is too difficult now.
"Xu Kui, can you hold on?" Liu Jinsuo leaned down and asked.
"Jiang... Bantou Jiang..."
"It's not Jiang Gouzou, it's me, Liu Jinsuo."
"Team Leader Liu, I can't do it anymore... give me a break."
"Listen to me, the Mongolian army is about to retreat. We will find a way to get down the mountain then."
Xu Kui murmured: "The mountain fire will burn for a long time... I can't leave... I don't want to be smoked to death."
"We can go. There is a cliff over there, and there is a river below. There are few trees, and the fire will be extinguished in a day or two. We are already kneading the cane, and we will hang it down when the time comes. Last night, I dug all the way across the fire zone."
Xu Kui felt that he was coaxing him.
"Bantou Liu...I'm like this...I can't go down..."
Suddenly someone shouted: "The county captain is back!"
"County Lieutenant..."
Xu Kui tried his best to hold himself up, only to see Li Xia, who was blackened by the smoke, leading a group of people to climb to the top of the mountain, wrapping a large bundle in clothes and carrying it on his back.
"The herbs are here, so we gritted our teeth and held on. We won't be trapped to death, and we can go back alive..."
Xu Kui felt very dazed.
In a daze, a doctor applied herbal medicine to him.
Then he was patted on the back.
"Xu Kui, you can survive." Li Xia said.
"The county captain... a villain can't get down the mountain... give the herbs to others..."
Li Xia was very patient and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will lead people to climb down the cliff, and then come up with ropes and baskets to take you down. There will also be water and dry food, don't give up."
"The fire is very big...the smoke is also very big..."
"It's okay, you just need to worry about surviving. Think about your mother, your wife, and your son who are still waiting for you to celebrate the New Year."
Li Xia patted his back again and went to talk to other wounded soldiers.
…
Xu Kui slept for a while, and when he woke up the next day, he saw that the smoke in the distance was getting thicker, and he saw his colleagues gathered around the cliff.
"Let it go! Let it go slowly..."
Liu Jinsuo led a group of people, holding the cane and lowering it down bit by bit.
He tried his best to get up and walk over, and saw smoke billowing under the cliff.
"Cough... cough... Mao Yi'er... is there really a river down here?"
"It seems there is." Mao Yi'er said: "Li County Lieutenant is coming down."
"Is this cane long enough?"
"I don't know, Leader Xiong and Yang Ben have already gone down."
"Alive...alive?"
"Stay alive."
Xu Kui sat down and looked at the cliff, the rattan and the fire and smoke in the distance...
He didn't know if the county captain would come back.
He was actually very thirsty, hungry, tired, in pain, and stuffy from the smoke. Sometimes he really thought he might as well die.
I don't know how long it took, but it was getting dark and dawning. Just when he was worried about whether Lieutenant Li had encountered an accident on the road, he suddenly saw the rattan move.
…
"Ouch."
Liu Jinsuo was tying a cane to his body and taking a nap while leaning on a big stone. He was suddenly pulled down and knocked heavily on the stone.
"Which hozen!"
Halfway through the words, Liu Jinsuo reacted suddenly and shouted: "I'm back! Pull quickly! Pull quickly..."
Xuzhou.
Shi Jun was sitting in the public room, listening to Li Tonghe read a letter and newspaper, and from time to time he picked up a pen to mark on the map.
"Yi Shiying, the commander of the Changning army, said in a secret letter that he would detour to the southeast and attack Bowang Mountain to try his best to intercept the Mongolian army."
"Okay!" Shi Jun couldn't help but admire it, and he picked up a pen and marked the southeast direction of Anning County. After a while, worry appeared in his eyes again, and he murmured: "I'm afraid it's too late."
"Yes, it is impossible for Yi Du's commander to arrive at Bowang Mountain before the Meng cavalry. Using infantry to drive out the cavalry is the only way."
"Yes." Shi Jun stared at the map and pondered.
Under his annotation, the entire situation became much clearer.
The Mongolian Army's Tanma Red Army, which consists of five thousand-man troops, is near Anning County; the Changning Army has Zhu Cheng leading a thousand men to defend the city; Zhang Shi has led a reorganized force of fifteen thousand men and is slowly surrounding them from north to south.
, and blocked the east-west road; Yi Shiying wanted to make a roundabout way and encircle the road where the Mongolian army fled south.
It seemed that the Song army was chasing the Mongolian army like a big net.
However, as long as the Mongolian cavalry escaped quickly enough, they could obviously escape from this encirclement.
The next moment, another messenger came running quickly.
"Zhizhou, Zhang Dutong's letter."
"Give me."
Shi Jun quickly took the letter and glanced at it himself. His expression kept changing, sometimes happy, sometimes worried, and finally turned into deep regret.
Finally, he dropped the letter and muttered something.
"What a pity."
"Dong Weng?"
"See for yourself...what a shame."
Li Tonghe picked up the letter and only saw half of it. His pupils shrank and he exclaimed: "Wulianghetai?!"
He was so happy that his hands trembled unconsciously. He didn't understand why this was such a pity.
After a while, he couldn't help but stop thinking about this great feat, and his mind returned to the remaining Mongolian troops.
After reading the letter, Li Tonghe moved his fingers around Guhe Town on the map and murmured: "One day...two days...just a little bit different."
Shi Jun nodded and said: "Only a little bit."
"If Ashu dares to stay in Panyuan Mountain for one more day, Zhang Dutong can catch up, destroy the pontoon bridge, and divide the five thousand pairs on both sides of the Changning River; and wait for Yidu's command to catch up and block the valley.
, it may not be possible to annihilate them all.”
"If we could completely annihilate this Mongolian army, we might be able to wipe out the decline in the southwest. It would be a pity."
"Don't be too sorry, Dong Weng. Being able to kill Wu Lianghetai is an unexpected joy."
"Yizhai, did I make a mistake in my calculation?"
Li Tonghe was stunned and asked: "Why did Dong Weng say this? Such a great battle cannot be over-praised. How can we use the word 'wrong'?"
"If I had known that Wu Liang Hetai could be killed, I would have led my troops to pursue him all night, and I would have left Ah Shu alone."
"It's impossible. The captured troops haven't had time to reorganize, and a hasty pursuit will only lead to defeat. Dong Weng did the right thing... In the eyes of the students, saying this now is greedy."
Shi Jun smiled bitterly. He thought back on the entire war and realized that there was really nothing he could do better. In the end, he had to sigh: "It's really greedy."
But he suddenly thought that if Li Xia had 2,000 people this time, Ah Shu might be left behind.
The thought came together, and he shook his head again, throwing away this ridiculous idea.
"A merit is a merit, a fault is a fault, whether it should be impeached or not..."