In the evening, after receiving the news from Liu Yuanli, he confirmed that the information provided by Pu Wei was true.
Liu Heima trusted his eldest son's intelligence and his fifth son's prudence.
Therefore, he left Liu Yuanzhen behind and Jia Hou led a thousand troops to guard the camp and personally led the troops southward. He planned to gallop to Xinjin at night and cross the Jinma River at Sandushui Wharf.
Then, he went straight to Qionglai and attacked Li Xia's abdomen and back by surprise.
Without hesitation, a thunderous strike...
The mountains in the distance seem to be retreating, and the cavalry gallops across the wilderness...
Niulin's remnants acted as guides and ran at the front. Suddenly they pointed at the Jinma River ahead and shouted.
"Shuai Liu! Look, there is indeed no Song Army ahead. The Song Army has no intention of transporting grain from the Minjiang River!"
"Quick! Cross the river!"
Liu Heima did not intend to let Li Xia occupy the favorable terrain in the Xiling area, and the military order was extremely strict.
…
After running for a hundred and fifty miles, it only took them three hours to reach Dunzi Mountain in the east of Qionglai County.
Calculated, this speed does not seem to be fast, but at this time nearly 3,000 people were marching and even crossed the Jinma River.
Looking at the current world, it is already a terrifying ability to move forward.
Liu Heima also had to order his troops to rest, and at the same time dispersed his sentries and horses to look around.
After a long time, a sentry horse returned and reported: "Commander, we have discovered the Song Army's camp."
"Where?"
"Guyi."
…
Guyi is the only way to pass on the official road outside Qionglai County, so Liu Heima was not surprised, he came here for this place.
He climbed Dunzi Mountain himself, squinted his eyes, and looked at Guyi in the night, but he could not see the campfire.
After watching for a while, he vaguely looked into the outline of military tents.
Sure enough, Li Xia was sending troops to defend various checkpoints.
"Bring the map... don't light it on fire."
Liu Heima took the map, looked at it in the moonlight, and drew his fingers from the exit of Lingguan to Chengdu.
"The baggage can only go this way." He murmured, as if telling Li Xia. "There is Nanhe River in the north, and the food and grass must be collected and distributed in Guyi. This is the place you are most likely to guard personally."
He squinted his eyes and thought about Li Xia's division of troops.
With two hundred miles of official road, it would not be easy for six thousand Song troops to defend this baggage line.
Liu Heima judged that Li Xia had at most more than a thousand men guarding Guyi, and it would take at least an hour for the Song troops from the north and south to arrive to respond.
enough.
"Give me the order, men with grass in their mouths and horses with horses in their mouths, to press over and sneak attack this Song army."
"yes."
Liu Heima didn't say he wanted to capture Li Xia alive.
He admired the young man very much and really wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law, but on the battlefield, there was no such soft-heartedness.
In the darkness, the Mongolian army rushed towards the Song army's camp in Guyi.
Finally, a scream broke the tranquility of the mountains and fields.
"Enemy attack!"
"Kill them..."
Chengdu.
Liu Yuanli picked up the knife and walked away, looking up at the curtains coming down from the top of the city.
Unlike his elder brother Liu Yuanli, who was not friendly towards others, he was not moved by Pu Lei's killing of people as a sacrifice to the city, and always had a sullen face.
"First order your men to put down their weapons!"
Pu Lei stopped and seemed a little frightened.
He looked at Liu Yuanli, shrank his neck, lifted the head in his hand, and asked, "Where is Brother Zhongju?"
Scholars are always like this. When big things happen, they still care about trivial details.
Liu Yuanli glanced around and saw that the other Song troops in the city had not yet reacted, so he relaxed a lot.
He had no time to chat with Pu Lei, so he ordered his generals to lead the troops to control the other three city gates in Chengdu, and then walked towards Pu Lei.
"Brother will stay in camp tonight and I will take over Chengdu. Have you killed Kong Xian? Tell me how many troops are deployed in the city."
Several things in one sentence.
Pu Wei obviously couldn't keep up with Liu Yuanli's rhythm, so he asked again: "You won't kill me?"
Liu Yuanli said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has surrendered a long time ago. You are also a son of an official in the Mongolian Kingdom. Don't worry."
He stretched out his hand and said: "Don't be nervous, give me your head. Do as I say, and I will keep you safe."
"good."
Pu Lei's face was very pale, and he became more and more nervous. He forgot to move forward and murmured again: "I never thought about killing General Kong, but I don't know what happened..."
Liu Yuanli walked quickly, getting closer and closer to him.
"It doesn't matter, I understand that killing is like this. But now is not the time to talk about this..."
Liu Yuanli was halfway through speaking.
Pu Lei suddenly threw the head in his hand, turned around and ran away.
"boom!"
A loud explosion exploded suddenly, shaking the earth and the earth.
The ground beneath Liu Yuanli's feet shook violently, knocking him to the ground.
"Rumble, rumble..."
Following the explosion, the entire east city gate collapsed.
"Bang!"
The tall towers fell down, slowly and heavily, on the Mongolian soldiers who controlled the east city gate.
"ah!"
The screams were endless.
Wood and rocks rolled down, and dust and dust flew up, like a heavy fog.
Amidst the rustling sound, the entire city gate was completely sealed.
…
Some of the Meng soldiers who fell under the wood and rocks had been smashed to death, some had half of their bodies smashed, and some only had their limbs broken and were still rolling in a pool of blood.
It constitutes a scene of hell.
Those who were lucky enough not to be hit were frightened and fled in all directions.
However, what followed was a hail of arrows.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"Kill the prisoners!"
"kill!"
I don't know where the roar came from, and the city suddenly burst into flames.
"Dong dong dong..."
The war drums sound.
Footsteps sounded in order, approaching.
Liu Yuanli rolled on the ground several times. He looked up and saw that the Mongolian troops sent to control the other three gates had fled towards this direction again.
Behind them, the Song army, wearing heavy armor, pushing their horses and raising their spears, was marching towards this side step by step to block the siege.
Fell into a trap!
I took every precaution, but in the end, I fell into the trap...
Liu Yuanli just got up when he felt another sharp pain on his back.
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again, his internal organs feeling acrid.
The Song army on the top of the city has begun to throw wood and rocks towards this side.
When the golden juice is sprinkled, it smells terrible.
Another scream...
"Fifth General!"
In the chaos, some personal guards rushed forward to protect Liu Yuanli as he tried to escape.
But I don't know where to escape.
There has long been no Wengcheng in Chengdu, but in the current situation, the Song army surrounded them from all the alleys and blocked them here. It has become a real situation of catching turtles in an urn.
Liu Yuanli turned to look at the city gate again.
It's a pity that no matter how unwilling his eyes are, the east gate sealed by wood and stone will never open again.
He suddenly understood that in the past ten days or so, Li Xia had not been building the city, but was blocking the city gate with wood and stone, and filling it with gunpowder, just for this moment tonight...
"It's impossible... He shouldn't have expected... It's impossible to expect that we will surrender Pu Lei..."
Thinking like this, Liu Yuanli's eyes wandered around to find Pu Shuai, but suddenly he saw a round head at his feet.
He squinted his eyes and finally saw clearly that it was a captured Mongolian soldier.
"Damn..."
On the top of the city, Pu Lei stood there, his face covered with sweat.
I just feel scared and frightened.
His eyes were not focused, and he did not look at the chaotic battlefield at all.
Gradually, I thought back a lot in my mind.
…
On that day, Jia Hou came for the first time to call for surrender and said that Pu Yuangui, the defender of Daliang City, had surrendered to Mongolia.
"Impossible! There is no way my father will surrender!"
Pu Wei was a little anxious at that time and shouted out without any precautions, wanting to defend his father.
He didn't notice that Jia Hou's eyes flashed with surprise and a hint of surprise when he heard these words.
But Li Xia noticed it and shouted to stop Pu Wei.
Looking back afterwards, Pu Wei also realized that he had lost his composure.
"Feiyu, I really shouldn't be so impatient... Fortunately, as the son of a guilty minister, I won't leak military information, right?"
"I think Jia Hou is a smart man and will definitely find a way to take advantage of this matter. If they send someone to contact you again, you can just use it to their advantage."
"Will you really send someone here?"
"It's possible. Let's make more preparations. I asked to see Liu Heima. Then General Kong and I will go out of the city to create opportunities for them."
"If this is really the case, do I need to surrender? But how can I hide this from an experienced person like Liu Heima if I am just starting out?"
"Brother Pu's name is 'curtain', and his character is 'operation', so he must be able to make plans as a curtain."
"Feiyu doesn't have to tease me, this name... was given by my father..."
"All right."
At that time, Li Xia patted Pu Lei on the shoulder.
"You don't have to pretend. Liu Heima is looking at the situation. Your Majesty has surrendered. If you refuse to surrender, you will be dead in the Song Dynasty. I say to you, 'Let's surrender.' I'm not joking, but you really have no choice.
.”
"It's helpless."
"Are you disappointed with the court? The news of Brother Meng's personal expedition has been handed in a long time ago, but the court has always been suspicious of Pu Shuai... From now on, Pu Shuai, you will never be able to gain the trust of the court again."
"I... am really disheartened."
"That's it. You feel helpless and disappointed. They can see your distress, confusion and lack of confidence in you."
"..."
"When you feel like your secret is about to be revealed, think about Commander Yu, think about Commander Pu, think about how desperate this Sichuan-Sichuan battlefield is, and think about how surrender is indeed the best option."
"Feiyu is not afraid that I will surrender?"
"Oh? Then just surrender."
"..."
"After all, after you see them, you still have to come back to see me."
"If I really surrender, can you still convince me to return to the Song Dynasty?"
"No." Li Xia said, "As I said, I will talk to you in detail after I defeat Liu Heima..."
The fighting under the city was still going on, and in the light of fire and blood, Pu Lei closed his eyes, feeling only trust.
Although Li Xia didn't say it directly, he could feel that Li Xia completely believed that he would not surrender.
The situation is at stake and the future is uncertain. If he wants to stick to his childhood ambition of protecting his family and country, he needs something to support him.
Not much, just a little support is enough.
Pu Lei closed his eyes and once again saw the image of his father on his knees begging for a living in his mind.
He was thinking, if his father had gained more trust at that time, would he have made different choices?
"Young man, your blood is not yet cold."
Kong Xian was directing the battle, and occasionally caught a glimpse of the curtain behind him, and felt a little emotional in his heart.
Maybe, if this young man has experienced more worldly things, he will be lowered this time.
Kong Xian thought of Yao Shian again...
After that, he shook his head again.
At least, he himself is similar in age to Pu Yuangui and has the same experience as Yao Shian, but he has never thought of surrender.