As early as at the celebration banquet in Yunding City, Yi Qing asked Li Xia a question.
"Li Zhixian said that our soldiers are 'weary of war'. How come Meng Tatar is not tired of war?"
At that time, Li Xia thought for a while and said: "It has something to do with the environment. We Han people are engaged in farming and are self-sufficient. The Mongols are different. Their women and children herd, and all the men are soldiers. Robbery has become their occupation. One day
If we don’t fight, we will lose a day’s harvest.”
Yi Qing didn't understand and muttered: "This is too convoluted."
Li Xia said: "I think the Mongolians are also tired of fighting. They fight to rob and capture, but there was no robbing in the Chengdu battle. I think ordinary Mongolian soldiers are also tired of it."
"Then why are there traitors like Yao Shi'an who surrender, but so few people surrender?"
"Mongolians and Han people are actually the same. They will rebel and surrender as long as there is a reason." Li Xia said: "They are all the same in human nature. They are lazy and want to survive and live a good life."
Having said this, Li Xia took out a small box from his arms and said, "We can try it."
"Li Zhixian, what is this?"
"Be careful, don't let the wound touch you...you know nettles?"
"have no idea."
"Does Scorpion Grass know?"
"I know, biting grass." Yi Qing said: "There are so many of them in this mountain forest. If they sting someone, they will itch so much that they have to pee on the wound to get better."
"It has an effect similar to that of nettles, but the one prepared by Miao Wu is a hundred times more powerful." Li Xia said: "After you go down to Jintang Gorge, if you capture the Mongolian general, you can use it on him. It will make him itchy and painful."
Yi Qing carefully took the box and asked, "What next?"
"Ask him to bring something in exchange for the antidote, information about the Mongolian army, the head of the general, or the soldiers who betrayed him. It is best to arrange people around him and then make contact."
"Can it be done?"
"The Mongols are no tougher than the Han people." Li Xia said: "A person like Yao Shi'an who was able to defend an isolated city for several years is already a determined person. Even he defected... Of course, there are tough people who can only be picked out of a million. When faced with this,
If you don't like it, don't use this thing, save your money."
"Okay." Yi Qing asked again: "By the way, is there really an antidote?"
"No……"
"Can't it be treated with urine? The biting grass can be treated with urine."
"The nettle is just a metaphor. There are probably insect eggs inside, which will hatch when exposed to blood."
"Oh, tut tut..."
A few days later, Yi Qing captured Du La at Yingzui Cliff. When they met, they seemed to be enemies.
"Hahaha, Gouda, didn't you poison me with arsenic and croton? Don't blame me for retaliating with tooth this time."
Saying that, Yi Qing didn't wait for the interpreter to translate for him, and directly wiped the black stuff into the wound on Du's neck.
"You two, put on your Mongolian uniforms and follow this general back to camp..."
They were all in so much pain that they almost didn’t want to live.
Since the Mongolian army went south, the most annoying thing is all kinds of strange plants and insects in the south. There are often people in the army who are not accustomed to the acclimatization and get sick. They call all kinds of diseases "miasma" and believe that drinking strong alcohol can cure miasma.
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After returning to camp from Yingzui Cliff, Du La had already drank three bags of strong liquor, but the "miasma" on his body was still unresolved.
Du La wanted only to relieve this pain, so he left the two Song soldiers with him and took them into the Mongolian camp.
After the battle at Yamawangpo, Li Xia sent a prisoner to deliver a message to him. It was actually a note written in Mongolian and sealed in a wax pill. The content was to ask Du La to lead the Mongolian army to Wuhang Mountain.
Unexpectedly, Suda'er entered the camp that day, but Shi Mojian led only a thousand men to pretend to attack Wugua Mountain.
The Mongolian army had just left the camp, and Yunding City was fooled and lit up the smoke.
Shi Mojianzhi also saw the smoke. Normally, he wouldn't bother paying attention to these details. This time, after Ye Suda'er analyzed it, he realized that the Song army really had a treacherous plan.
"Yesuda'er is so smart." Shi Mojian just sat astride the horse and turned around to chat with Du La.
They were all itching terribly, sweat was pouring from their foreheads, and they gritted their teeth and said, "Hey... you are really smart."
Shi Mo said: "We passed the mountain ridge in front and couldn't see Yunding City anymore, so we took a detour and went back."
"So fast?"
"We have to go to Leidayan as soon as possible."
"Tsk... General, how many miles further can we go? Uh-huh... don't let the defenders on Yunding City see..."
Shi Mojian suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "What happened to your neck? Was it also stung by an insect?"
"without."
"Remember Abiri?" Shi Mo pressed and said, "After arriving in this ghost place, he contracted miasma. His belly swelled bigger than a horse's belly. He kept vomiting blood. He begged me to give him a knife and send him back to the Heaven of Immortality."
La La was not in the mood to listen to his ramble, so he endured the pain and replied: "Remember."
"If you also get the miasma, tell me, and I will send you back to the Heaven of Immortality." Shi Mozhen just grinned and said, "Don't worry, your son is my son, and I will help you raise him. Your brother just happened to die last year.
After marrying my mother-in-law, I succeeded your mother-in-law."
Du La made up his mind at a certain moment.
"General, go to the ridge in front... hiss... stop for a moment and pee on my neck..."
"What did you say?" Shi Mo was stunned.
"Pissing...I heard it's a Song Dynasty folk trick." Du said: "I despise other people's urine...it can only be done by the general..."
Lin Zi led 800 people to ambush in the mountain col.
According to the plan of Li Xia and Yi Qing, Shi Mojianzhi should be stationed in the camp, and Du La would lead the troops to attack Wugua Mountain. Unexpectedly, the Mongolian army that arrived came under the banner of Shimojianzhi.
Lin Zi was hesitant, but saw a fast horse galloping in front of him. It was the person Yi Qing arranged to be beside Du La.
"General Lin, Du La intends to kill Shi Mojian three miles ahead. Please ask General Lin to quickly lead his troops to defeat the Mongolian army..."
Lin Zi did not dare to hesitate any longer and immediately led his troops to fight out.
This battlefield was not prepared by the Song army in advance, but the Mongolian army lost its leader and resisted until night before being finally defeated by the Song army.
Lin Zi was frightened when he heard Ye Suda'er's story again. He quickly ordered more than a hundred soldiers in the army who could ride horses, put on Mongolian armor and horses, and rushed towards Leidayan.:.
At dawn, they finally went around to the west of Leida Rock and saw the broken Mongolian troops filing out of the mountain road.
Over there, Kudu'er also rode out, shouting loudly with Du La.
Lin Zi lowered his head, his eyes flickering, thinking that he had only been here for a day and could see so many arrangements. If this hidden move hadn't been caught, he would have suffered a big loss this time.
"This man cannot be left here."
With this thought in his mind, Lin Zi opened his bow and arrow, and without hesitation shot an arrow at Ye Suda'er.
"puff."
Yesuda'er dodged, but the arrow had already penetrated his cheek, making a hole on both sides of his face, and blood flowed all over his face.
Before he had time to shout, he leaned down, turned his horse and ran away. He was seriously injured, but in the critical moment, he actually shot back an arrow.
This arrow was more powerful and had a more tricky angle. It broke through the armor on Du Lai's body and drove hard into Du Lai's ribs.
"General!" Only then did the Meng soldiers behind react, and they rushed forward one after another, stabbing them all. There was a burst of random shooting in the forest.
"Kill them!"
"They're all rebels!"
Lin Zi once went north to Bozhou and saw Li Xia's assassination of Qiao Ju, so he may not have the intention to imitate his actions today.
However, he could not help but feel a little regretful that he could not shoot Yesuda'er. He thought that if Li Xia came in person, he would definitely respond in Mongolian, come into close contact with Yesuda'er, and execute the unavoidable killing move.
“It’s a pity that I didn’t learn Mongolian properly.”
Just as he was thinking this, a rain of arrows was already in front of him. Lin Zi hurriedly pulled the reins and led his troops to run wildly.
The riding skill of the one hundred men was far inferior to that of the Mongolian cavalry. If they missed a hit, they would not engage in battle with the Mongolian cavalry. They could only retreat to both sides, watching as the seven hundred Mongolian cavalry escaped.
"Damn it!"
After a break in the fighting, Lin Zi felt very upset when he thought about missing out on the great success. When he turned around again, he saw several arrows stuck in Du Ya's body and blood was flowing all over his body.
"The antidote...the antidote." Du La muttered.
He actually said these two words in Chinese. He must have been so uncomfortable that he actually learned these words.
When Lin Zi saw that even Meng people could learn Chinese, he became even more angry. He covered his wound and yelled: "The antidote is nothing! There is no antidote for your poison!"
Although Du La didn't understand, his eyes immediately dimmed, and his mind suddenly thought of what Shi Mojian said before he died.
"You...what's the point of living like this? You're going to kill me...my life is much more important than yours..."
At this time, Du La's anger gradually disappeared, and he murmured to himself: "My life... is important..." To provide you with the fastest update of the Final Song Dynasty, Chapter 345 Whose life is important is free to read.:.