Li Xia is self-aware, and his strategic vision may be good, but in terms of specific tactical command, he is actually not as good as Yi Qing and Nie Zhongyou.
Therefore, after defeating Yesuda'er's soldiers and horses, Li Xia handed over the command to the two of them. He then mounted his horse and personally led Yang Ben's hundreds of horse soldiers to defeat the soldiers.
After running for more than 30 miles, they saw more than a thousand reinforcements sent by Niulin. These reinforcements did not expect Suda'er to be defeated so tragically. They were collided by the defeated troops and fell on their backs. Not knowing how many troops there were in the Song army, they quickly turned around and retreated.
At this moment, Li Xia ordered Yang Ben to continue driving away the defeated troops, while he led more than 20 people to attack from the side, hastily put on Mongolian army uniforms and fled with the defeated troops, shooting the Mongolian centurions from time to time, adding to the chaos.
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When the Song army behind them attacked, the Mongolian army's retreat finally turned into a rout.
More than ten miles away, the official said, the cavalry galloped at full speed to the Chinese camp in Niulin and could no longer rein in their horses.
Li Xia felt a little excited and without hesitation led more than 20 Qingfu troops into the Mongolian camp.
This is definitely not a serious way of fighting. It is rare for a general in the world to choose to break into the camp personally at this time. Only small people need to take risks, but Li Xia never claims to be a big person.
He knew very well that when it came to commanding a battle, he could never compare to Niulin. Instead of using his own shortcomings to attack the other's strong points, it would be better to go sideways and stab him in the belly and back.
Sure enough, Niulin still stabilized the defeated army at the critical moment.
The Song army was exhausted and it was difficult to establish a victory at the beginning of the confrontation. The longer the battle went on, the harder it would be. Once the Mongolian army, which was still attacking the city, returned to support, it could defeat the Song army in an instant.
Fortunately, Li Xia entered the camp on horseback and rushed decisively towards the Mongolian army.
"Set fire! Cut down the big banner!"
The horse was moving so fast that Li Xia lowered his body and stared ahead with a long sword in his hand. Suddenly, he saw more than thirty Mongolian soldiers protecting a fat man wearing a brocade robe and running quickly.
"Prince Zong, leave quickly! The Song army is attacking!"
"Don't pull me, the descendants of Genghis Khan... hiccup... are not afraid of anything, but there are too many mosquitoes..."
Li Xia understood their shouts and shouted: "Marshal Du ordered us to protect the sect king."
Over there, Ab Gan drank several kilograms of wine before he came out. He was quite shrewd when he was sober, but when he was drunk, he became extremely drunk. He clapped his hands and shouted: "Your riding skills are terrible..."
"Bang!"
The swift horse slammed into the Mongolian soldiers, and Li Xia was thrown heavily. He rolled on the spot, not forgetting to sweep his long sword across the calves of the two Mongolian soldiers, and blood mist spurted out from the wounds.
The 20th Anniversary Fu Army also followed the same example and charged fiercely. After getting up, they slashed wildly at Ab Gan's retinue.
Li Xia had already pounced on Abgan like a tiger snatching food. He thrust the long sword in his hand and pierced his heart without mercy. He also grabbed Abgan's fat body to block him twice.
"Prince Zong? Prince Zong is dead!" The other Meng soldiers were shocked and turned around and ran away.
"Capture the flag!"
Li Xia cut off Abgan's head with all his strength, and immediately rushed towards Dahu...
"The Mongolian army has fallen!"
Above the city of Chengdu, a loud roar sounded, and the voice was trembling.
"Niulin is dead! The reinforcements killed Coach Mengta..."
Pu Zhezhi took two quick steps, holding on to the city wall and looking far into the distance, he saw the large bamboo pole slowly falling down in the afterimage of the setting sun.:.
He got excited, turned around suddenly, and shouted: "Counterattack!"
The already rapid drums became more and more earth-shattering. The drummer of the Song Army seemed to be crazy, sweating profusely, and banging the drum face with all his strength.
"Boom!"
The sheepskin drumhead finally couldn't withstand his violent beating and cracked.
The drummer was still unhappy and did not listen to the instructions. He rushed to the city wall and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Victory! Victory! Defeat the enemy!"
Outside the city gate, the Song troops who were charging out of the city no longer needed encouragement, and they all attacked the Mongolian army like crazy tigers...
The setting sun on the mountain peak became deeper and deeper, and the sky and earth turned completely red. The red military uniforms of the Song Army seemed to blend into this red light, covering the suburbs of Chengdu.
Finally, the roar of the Mongolian army resounded throughout the red world.
The black cavalry surged northward like a tide, blending into the night little by little...
Newlin had no choice.
His tenure as marshal of the capital was too short, and he was not personally canonized by Mongke Khan, nor was he given a golden talisman. It was only with Abgan's full support that he was able to command the army.
Once Abgan died, Niulin would never dare to continue the war with Pu Zezhi.
It was night, and the city of Chengdu was full of joy again.
Li Xia walked through the long street. Every step he took, he would encounter soldiers surrounding him with sincere gratitude and praise.
He always insisted on one rhetoric.
"It's not that we and other reinforcements saved you. It was you who held back all the main forces of the Mongolian army and created this opportunity to sneak attack on the Mongolian army's tent. The greatest credit for this battle lies with you."
"Li Zhixian, I will never forget you in my life."
"In the future, Li Zhixian became the commander-in-chief, and the villain wanted to brag to others. He fought with Li Zhixian in Chengdu..."
It took a long time for Li Xia to get away from the crowd. From time to time, he could still hear people laughing, but he could also hear people crying.
"Where is Pu Shuai?"
"Shuai Pu is in Dongcheng..."
The noise at night seemed to have nothing to do with Pu Zezhi.
Pu Zezhi was standing at the head of the East City, staring at the gap in the city wall in a daze.
The nearby corpses had been removed, but Pu Fu's was not found. They had obviously been burned to charcoal.
Li Xia walked up to the top of the city and looked at Pu Zhezhi's old body. He didn't know how to speak for a long time.
The first person to break the silence was a soldier who came to ask about official business.
"Shuai Pu, General Wang is asking about food and grass."
"I'll go over to discuss it later."
After Pu Zezhi said this, he turned his head and saw Li Xia standing there.
"Feiyu is here, why don't you say hello?"
"I've met Pu Shuai, and I've just arrived. I want to report what happened in Yunding City." Li Xia said, seeing that Pu Zhe's movements were a little difficult, he stepped forward to help him.
The moonlight shines down, and when you get closer, you can see the tears on Pu Zezhi's face.
The two of them did not say anything about Pu Fu's death. Pu Zhezhi still spoke slowly and calmly, saying: "We are busy with military affairs, let's talk while walking. Let's not mention Yunding City. What do you think of the Battle of Chengdu?"
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"Although Niulin retreated today, he will make a comeback after stabilizing the morale of the army. The Jianmen Pass has been lost, the gates of Chengdu are wide open, the remaining city cannot be relied on, the fields are barren, and there is insufficient food and grass. I am afraid that it cannot be defended. It is better to shrink the troops and restore the sword.
The door is closed?"
Pu Ze said: "The reason why Niulin temporarily withdrew was not because of the loss of strength. It was because of the loss of Abgan. His temporary appointment as the marshal was not justified and he had to wait for Meng Ge to be officially canonized.
Counting the days, I am afraid that the Mongolian army will come back before January. This time is only enough for our army to return to Chongqing, not enough to operate Chengdu."
"Yes." Li Xia saw that Pu Zezhi knew what he was doing and didn't need to be reminded, so he didn't say much.
Pu Zezhi thought that if Li Xia was transferred to the army, he might be sent to try another surprise attack on Jianmen, but he was unwilling to do so. In addition, due to the intertwined factions in the DPRK and China, he already had a backer and could not force it.
After walking a few more steps, Pu Zhezhi was a little disappointed and said: "Wenhua admires you very much and said that after the war, he would treat you to a drink and a long talk."
"Wenhua" is the character of Pu Fu. Pu Zezhi never mentioned his son's death, but after relaxing his mind for a while, he still mentioned him unconsciously.
How many fathers are not sad when their son dies?
Li Xia suddenly thought of Li Yong.
Li Yong could see that his son was a completely different person, but he still stayed in Qingfu County and refused to give up the glimmer of hope.
"Feiyu." Pu Zhezhi stopped and suddenly asked, "I intend to recognize you as my adopted son, what do you think?"
Li Xia was a little confused.
The trend of adopting adopted sons was the most severe during the Five Dynasties. For example, Li Keyong had thirteen Taibao, and Zhu Wenchuan was located in the fake son. The Song court disliked the warlordism left behind by the Five Dynasties the most, and the "Song Xingtong" made many provisions on this.
Of course, the rules are rules, and it was still popular in the Song Dynasty to accept adopted sons. For example, Yu Yunwen, the famous prime minister of the Xiaozong Dynasty, dared to accept the adopted son of a military general with a higher official position than himself when he was a minister in Zhongshushe.
But the court obviously didn't like this kind of thing, especially because Pu Zhezhi's status in Sichuan and Shu was easy to get off the tongue. Pu Zhezhi once served as the Minister of Rites, so he would understand this.
It can be seen that Pu Zezhi's proposal was not for himself, but more for Li Xia, giving him power outside of his official position.
Pu Zhezhi was loyal and magnanimous and was not afraid of criticism from the government and the public; Li Xia was different and did not want to cause the court to notice his ambition too early.
And in Li Xia's view, there are no benefits that can be obtained for nothing in the world. If you receive gifts for nothing, you have to pay a greater price.
He didn't hesitate much and said directly: "Thank you Pu Shuai for your kindness, but I can't afford it. After all, I am the only son in the family."
He has always had such a character that he never turns away what he wants and refuses what he doesn't want, even if Pu Zezhi's son just died.
"Why?" Pu Zhezhi was stunned, a little disappointed, and asked: "You don't want to?"
"I respect Pushuai, but I have never thought of calling him my adoptive father."
Pu Zhizhi raised his eyes and looked at Li Xia, his eyes fell on the straight back, and he sighed: "You stand up straight and have a straight temperament."
Li Xia did not let go of Pu Zezhi's hand and said: "I have some flaws in my character, especially in the way I treat people and things. Please forgive me for that."
Pu Zezhi said: "I'm not a mean person who resents others at a distance, so how can I blame you? If I feel displeased because of such a trivial matter, I can't afford your risk of death to save me."
Li Xia said: "Pu Shuai's burden is too heavy."
Pu Zhezhi forced a smile, thinking that although Li Xia had not agreed to be an adopted son, his concern was more sincere than the name of an adopted son.
Late at night.
"It's a pity that Fei Yu is a young official. Otherwise, I could appoint him to govern Sichuan when I leave office, so I can resign with peace of mind." Pu Zhezhi murmured.
"What did Pu Shuai say?"
Pu Zezhi did not shy away. He looked around at his confidant generals and said, "Please remember, Li Xia can be a pillar of the Song Dynasty."
This was a rather formal comment, and all the generals were shocked.
"Let's continue the discussion." Pu Zezhi said: "Where did you just talk about?"
"Yes. Luo Xian, the rebel general who surrendered to Mongolia, is currently stationed at Jianmen Pass. The last general is from the same hometown as him... If Marshal Pu wants to retake Jianmen Pass, the last general is willing to send a letter to surrender to him."
Pu Zhezhi pondered for a long time and said: "Jianmen is very important. I will write a secret letter myself. You can find a way to deliver it."
"yes……"
After the military meeting, an aide behind Pu Zhe came forward and whispered: "I'm afraid the commander-in-chief is acting inappropriately tonight. I expressed my intention to appoint a replacement commander-in-chief of Shu in public. If it falls into the ears of the courtiers, I may misunderstand the commander-in-chief."
They regard Sichuan and Sichuan as private territory. Contacting the traitorous generals privately will make it easier for others to find fault, so don't be careful."
Pu Zezhi didn't answer, just sighed.
How could he not know these things... To provide you with the fastest update of the Final Song Dynasty, Chapter 351 Adopted Son is free to read.:.