Liu Yuanzhen and Jia Hou sat opposite each other, still rehearsing war games.
"It's almost dawn." Jia Hou yawned, his eyelids were a little twitching, and he sighed: "Why hasn't there been any news yet?"
"Second uncle also knows Wu Lang's temperament." Liu Yuanzhen said with a smile: "He has been meticulous in doing things since he was a child. I still remember him playing lattice with his sixth brother. He was drawing the lines before I went out. When I came home, the two of them had not finished yet.
When I started playing, the grid was drawn neatly."
"Yeah..." Jia Hou said without energy and casually.
Liu Yuanzhen was also a little tired, but his interest in chatting was still high, and he added: "I don't know if my father killed Li Xia or captured him. This son is interesting, but it's a pity that he met the Mongolian country."
"That man looks eighteen years old, but he is very mature in his dealings with others." Jia Hou yawned again and commented: "It's not very interesting, and he is far less interesting than Dalang."
Liu Yuanzhen smiled and picked up the water bag to pour water for Jia Hou.
"There's no water, I'll ask someone to bring it."
He turned around and walked outside the tent, opened the curtain and took a look, only to see a thin twilight on the horizon, and the night was about to pass.
Liu Yuanzhen looked at the mountainside and stood silently for a while. Instead of calling anyone, he turned around and walked back.
"Second uncle."
"Huh?" Jia Hou nodded sleepily.
"My nephew is telling you something, so don't be scared." Liu Yuanzhen said, "We have fallen into a trap and are surrounded."
"Don't joke, Sir."
"No kidding, the civilians who brought food and grass last night were pretended to be Song troops. They have gathered and are about to break the stronghold..."
Jia Hou was stunned and suddenly woke up.
His sleepiness disappeared, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Da Lang didn't shout to scare the defenders to defend themselves?!"
"That's too late."
Liu Yuanzhen shook his head...
The next moment, screams and shouts of death were heard in the tent.
Jia Hou was shocked again, surprised that the voice was so close.
He stood up suddenly, rushed to the tent and lifted the curtain, his eyes widened...
It was still dark, and in the hazy sky, rows of figures were seen shuttling between the camps.
"ah!"
The Meng soldier who rushed out of the tent was still rubbing his eyes, looking sleepy, and slashed him in the face with a knife.
The screams were so sudden and unreal.
The murderers seemed to be orderly. While killing people, they also ordered the Mongolian soldiers who had no weapons in their hands to kneel down and surrender.
These are just the Song troops who disguised themselves as civilians and sneaked into the camp.
Outside the camp, there were rows of Song troops in formation, approaching little by little...
A moment ago, Jia Hou was chatting with Liu Yuanzhen, and now his eyes were filled with blood.
Lost in a dream.
"How can we keep this?"
Liu Yuanzhen had already walked to Jia Hou's side and said, "It's my fault. I fell into Li Xia's scheme... surrender first."
"Dalang?!"
"Stop it." Liu Yuanzhen was very decisive and raised his hand to untie the bun on his head.
The bitterness in his eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "At least, I will see my father and Wu Lang again."
"Zhizhou, the leader of the Mongolian army has surrendered."
Li Xia turned his head, a little surprised.
He prepared for a long time, first went north, looted the Mongolian army's food and grass, and then ordered people to pretend to be civilians to transport the food and grass to Zhanlong Mountain overnight.
After that, he personally led his troops in a large circle to the east of Zhanlong Mountain and surrounded the entire Mongolian army camp.
In this way, the attack has just been launched, and it should be coordinated with external forces to ensure victory.
The more relaxed the battlefield seems, the more it is actually the result of long hours of physical labor.
However, just after taking action, the Mongolian general surrendered.
Li Xia was indeed unexpected...
After a while, he saw Liu Yuanzhen and Jia Hou, with their hair down and wearing only single clothes, walking towards this side under the escort of Song Bing.
Liu Yuanzhen did not kneel down, but looked directly at Li Xia for a while and said, "Congratulations, Feiyu won this battle."
"Yes." Li Xia responded calmly: "I won."
"Looking back... I remember that night, Pu Wei said you planned to win quickly. I thought you were crazy."
Liu Yuanzhen chuckled at himself, and sighed: "I didn't expect that today, I would have become a prisoner. You actually won quickly."
Even if it is nonsense, such emotion is inevitable for Liu Yuanzhen.
Who would have thought that Liu Heima, a general who became famous in the battle at Sanfeng Mountain and who was the most accomplished prince in the North for destroying gold, would be defeated by a fledgling young man in such a short period of time.
Even if he had to do it over again, Liu Yuanzhen would not believe that this really happened.
He reviewed everything and couldn't help but ask: "Is Pu Lei pretending to surrender?"
Li Xia did not answer immediately. He turned around and saw that the Mongolian troops in the camp had begun to surrender.
Occasionally, some brave and fearless people wanted to resist, but Song Bing pounced on them and killed them with two swords.
Li Xia just turned his head and said, "That's right, he never thought about surrendering. He never did."
"I can't tell." Liu Yuanzhen said with a bitter smile: "I didn't notice it at all. He pretended to look like him."
"It's not that he is pretending, it's that you are too conceited."
Liu Yuanzhen was speechless for a moment.
He actually wanted to ask about Liu Heima and Liu Yuanli's situation, but the way to save his life and establish himself was for the captured people to show that they are useful first.
"Although you have won, it can't change the result that the Great Khan will destroy Shu." Liu Yuanzhen said: "At that time, if you are willing to surrender to the Great Mongolia, I am willing to be a lobbyist and get the greatest benefits for you."
"Yeah?"
Li Xia turned around, a little carelessly.
Liu Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes and said: "You and Pu Wei must have said the same thing, right? Pu Yuangui is still under the Khan's tent, Pu Wei is helping you to deceive, are you not afraid of killing the whole family? You plan to surrender first, so
That makes sense."
"Maybe."
Li Xia still spoke in a calm tone, but did not interrupt Liu Yuanzhen.
"Second uncle is right, Feiyu is really a boring person."
"Your eldest uncle, your second uncle, they are all your uncles." Li Xia suddenly said.
Liu Yuanzhen was stunned.
"What?"
"I can also joke."
Liu Yuanzhen came to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and shook his head to express that it was not funny.
"If we weren't enemies, we might be friends." He said sincerely, "What do you think, Feiyu?"
"The captive is not worthy of being my friend."
Liu Yuanzhen was stunned again and said with a smile: "There is still a long way to go. Feiyu will definitely want to be my friend one day. You and I will wait and see how the war in eastern Sichuan will turn out."
"Okay, we'll see."
To the east, the first sun rises slowly from the Longquan Mountains in the distance, and the sky becomes brighter.
The Mongolian army coaches Li Xia faced seemed to be more powerful than the other, but their results were worse than the last...
After this night, more than 6,000 Mongolian soldiers on the Chengdu Plain were completely defeated by the Song army.
The more than 2,000 Mongolian troops who entered Chengdu City and the more than 1,000 Mongolian troops who guarded Zhanlong Mountain suffered nearly half of them dead and wounded, and the rest were all captured, and no one escaped.
Of the more than 2,000 Mongolian troops trapped in the Guyi fire, less than 500 broke out...
"The general did not find Liu Heima."
Two days later, Yang Ben was wearing armor, but he still tried his best to salute Li Xia, and said with remorse on his face: "Please punish me, Alang!"
"I told you how much you should be punished. I won't force you." Li Xia said, "Let's be specific."
"Yes... Liu Heima ordered his men to soak the cloth with urine, wrap their mouths and noses, and hold down the soldiers in the fire until they were about to be burned to death, and then ordered a breakout. The general did not expect him to be so ruthless
,misjudgment..."
This incident seemed to have a serious impact on Yang Ben.
He has always been a little conceited and always felt that the world's famous generals were no more than mediocre.
But this time, if a trap had not been set and real swords and guns were deployed, Yang Ben knew that he was no match for Liu Heima.
Li Xia nodded and said calmly: "It will be good if you learn a lesson."
The reason why Li Xia didn't go to Guyi to set up an ambush in person was because the journey was too long and took too long. It took Qingfu Army ten days to set up the ambush... He didn't dare to leave Chengdu for that long.
And the only one under his command who can take charge of the battle is Yang Ben, and the result he can achieve is better than Li Xia expected.
What's more, if you can hone a general under your command, you may not be able to capture and kill a Mongolian army commander.
There are many generals in Mongolia. Not to mention the Song army, Li Xia has killed several of them in the past two years, but he can't kill them all.
On the contrary, not many of the generals under his command were trained.
Thinking about this, he turned to look at Liu Jinsuo.
"Tell me, what do you think?"
"I have already said that Liu Heima will break out from the north, and the only thing that can defeat fire is water." Liu Jinsuo finally couldn't help showing off, but he changed the topic and said: "But what Yang Ben said makes sense, I don't blame him for this.
, I didn’t expect Liu Heima to be able to persist for so long.”
Li Xia patiently asked, "Then why don't you have an opinion?"
"I thought Yang Ben was smarter than me, but it turns out I'm the smartest one!"
"Are you smart?" Yang Ben snorted coldly and said softly: "You can't turn your brain around."
"Hey, I said nice things to you, but you kept showing off. You actually know how to turn, and you were knocked unconscious by spinning around."
"Don't make any more noise in front of Alang."
Liu Jinsuo was furious, but was stunned for a moment.
He was only thinking about fighting the day before yesterday and didn't notice that Yang Ben's name for Li Xia seemed to have changed...
He scratched his head and secretly thought that when the news of this battle spread, Zhizhou would definitely become famous all over the world, and his promotion would be certain.
It is indeed a bit troublesome to get promoted and change your title...
With this thought swirling in his mind, Liu Jinsuo looked up at Li Xia again, and suddenly felt that he was very different from when he first went north.
"Awesome."
"Um?"
"At the end of the day, Alang looks so majestic and majestic..."