On Naodingping, the Mongolian soldiers who climbed up were killed.
The subsequent Mongolian army has stopped attacking.
Everyone is looking back at Shizi Mountain.
Li Xia held the sword, raised his head with difficulty, and kept breathing.
"Huh...huh..."
"General... we have become..." Jing Ada, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to grin and murmured, "I am also... a hero..."
There was still blood flowing from his waist, and he was unable to get up to look at Shizi Mountain.
"We are done." Li Xia gasped, fell to the ground, and said, "You are all heroes... Someone will come to your hometown to roll call, tell your deeds, mention your names, and then praise..."
After saying this, Li Xia turned around and saw Jing Ada's face was full of pride, but his breath was gone.
Silent for a long time.
"You are heroes." He repeated.
For all this, too many people have sacrificed.
"Feiyu."
Wang Jian, who was seriously injured on the ground, shouted with difficulty.
He raised his hand and took out a telescope from his pocket, and slowly put it on his eyes with his injured hand.
Li Xia turned his head and looked at Wang Jian.
There was sadness in his eyes, but he smiled.
Wang Jian also managed a smile and said: "If I survive...you can give me another one..."
The viewing tube in his hand was empty inside, and the two pieces of jade and amethyst embedded in it were gone.
…
Not only these two pieces of jade and amethyst, but also the many pieces that Li Xia said were "gifted by Mr. Jia" have been used in this decoration.
In addition to jade and amethyst, they also used a large amount of flint.
The day before yesterday, when Li Xia and Nie Zhongyou said they were "looking for some items," they went to the gunpowder workshop in the city.
The gunpowder workshop is located on the rocky ground next to Datian Lake. There is a craftsman inside who used to repair tombs and told Li Xia why the ever-burning lamp in the tomb can never go out.
The craftsman took out a few pieces of layered flint... This kind of stone will rot when soaked in water, and will quickly spontaneously ignite after the water dries out.
When placed in a tomb chamber, as soon as the tomb door is opened and the air flows, the flint will catch fire; as soon as the tomb door is closed, the fire will be extinguished. Therefore, it is called an eternal lamp.
Last night, when Wang Jian attacked Meng Ge, Li Xia took these items and rushed to the top of the mountain to arrange them.
The jade and amethyst are used to gather light, and flint is laid underneath to ignite fire.
Li Xia wanted to ensure that even if there was not enough sunlight, the gunpowder could still be ignited.
At that time, all the Mongolian troops were focused on guarding the golden tent. Although Li Xia and others pretended to be Mongolian troops, they were all strangers and could not get close to Meng Ge. However, it was very easy to reach the top of the mountain.
The lookout on the top of the mountain, huge boulders, filled with gunpowder below;
The mountain path is paved with flint, kerosene, and hay;
There are also Mongolian army stables and granaries...
Among all these arrangements, the place where Meng Ge is most certain to go is the observation deck.
As long as the decisive battle takes place within sight of Shizi Mountain, Meng Ge will climb up to watch the battle.
This is the reason why Zhang Jue led his troops to pursue Shi Tianze.
The Song army was not led to the designated battlefield by Shi Tianze. Instead, Meng Ge was led to the high platform on the top of the mountain by the Song army.
And a little bit of luck.
It's sunny today.
At dawn, Zhang Jue saw the slowly rising sun in the east before giving the order to pursue; Wang Jian saw that ray of morning light before giving the order to go up to Naodingping.
And they themselves are also a ray of light shining on the Song River Mountain.
Just one ray can make the world bright...
~~
"If Brother Meng doesn't die, you and the five thousand soldiers will all become bait to be swallowed."
"I, Zhang Jue, am willing to be this bait, and I believe that the general will not let five thousand soldiers die in vain!"
At this moment, Zhang Jue suddenly recalled what Wang Jian said before setting off.
He had already seen the chaos on the stone mountain.
With tears in his eyes, he raised the ax in his hand.
"Soldiers! The general has killed the Tatar lord, and the enemy is about to be defeated!"
"Wonderful victory! Ten thousand victory! Ten thousand victory!"
No sound could cover up the cheers of the Song army.
There were no war songs on Shizi Mountain, and the Mongolian troops at the front of the battlefield were silent.
The extremely tired Song army seemed to have exerted all their strength in an instant, raised their spears, and charged forward.
~~
Diaoyu City, Dongxinmen.
"Have you succeeded?"
When the explosion came, Zhao An on the top of the city trembled and became excited. He turned around, looked at the Song troops in the city, and shouted: "The general has killed the Tatar lord!"
"Wan Sheng!"
There were more than ten thousand soldiers and tens of thousands of people in the city, all cheering.
"Get out of the city! Destroy the enemy!"
…
Little East Gate.
The city gate slowly opened, and Aji shouted: "Those from Ma Junzhai, follow me and kill them!"
"Destroy the enemy!"
There are no more troops left in Diaoyu City.
Two red torrents rolled down the mountain road...
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"Ming Jin, return to camp to protect the Great Khan!"
Shi Tianze looked at the Song army that had been killed from Diaoyu City and had no intention of fighting anymore.
He knew very well that he had to withdraw his troops as early as possible.
Otherwise, once bad news comes down from Shizi Mountain, it will be too late to withdraw our troops.
During this period of time, Meng Ge personally went to war and used the supreme majesty of the Great Khan to completely suppress his little thoughts. But now, what matters is preserving strength.
After all, he is the prince of the Han army...
With the sound of gold, one by one the generals shouted: "Protect the Great Khan!"
The arrow rain stopped, the war horse was reined in, and began to turn eastward.
~~
Naotouping.
Brother Zhao Pan was in a daze for a long time before he looked up at the top of the mountain.
There are less than fifty Song troops left on the top of the mountain, and they can be wiped out in two more rounds of offensives.
But the Mongolian army had retreated and was still concerned about what happened in the camp behind them.
"Kill them!" Brother Zhao Pan ordered, "It's okay for you to sweat. Just kill these..."
"咴lvlv!"
The horse's neighing interrupted Brother Zhao's order.
It was Wang Zhongchen who was leading his troops and horses, running towards Shizi Mountain.
With his sharp eyes, he had discovered that Diaoyu City was sending troops.
What's more, climbing the mountain wall and attacking the Song army is a life-for-life. The soldiers were willing to go up because they were the Badulu army and they could achieve great success by killing Wang Jian.
We don’t know what happened in the camp now, so who is willing to risk their lives? What if they are blocked by the Song Army again...
These trade-offs flashed through his mind, and Wang Zhongchen was already planning to rescue him as quickly as possible.
"Follow me to protect the Great Khan!"
As soon as the Han army withdrew, Zhao Age Pan was in a dilemma.
He is different from Wang Zhongchen. He followed Meng Ge's death order and must annihilate this Song army.
Now that I have retreated, if nothing happens to the Great Khan... No, the Great Khan has the blessing of the Immortal God, so nothing will happen to him.
"What are you looking at! Keep attacking the mountain!"
All the Mongolian soldiers were reluctant.
After a while, the sweat on their bodies had cooled down due to the wind, and they only felt wet.
And the Han army withdrew.
"General! Surround this mountain. The Song people on the mountain cannot escape. They are sweating..."
Brother Zhao Pan was furious and shouted: "Attack the mountain, what the Great Khan wants is the heads of these Song people!"
He didn't see the Song army in Diaoyu City coming towards him yet; he didn't see that Shi Tianze had withdrawn his troops and Zhang Jue was leading his troops to cover them up.
…
In the past twenty years, the Song army had rarely defeated the Mongolian army in a field battle.
5,000 men against 100,000 men.
Every soldier of the Song Army who was running and fighting knew that this great victory was enough to make history glorious, and they felt their blood surge and they were extremely excited.
Even so, they still underestimated the significance of this battle.
They didn't know that the collapse of the observation tower at Meng Ge's feet would change the historical process of the entire world...
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"Bang!!"
Dust and smoke rise.
The moment the watchtower hit the ground, dust was thrown all over Pu Yuangui's face.
He narrowly escaped death and rolled on the ground again. When he looked around, he saw Prince Zong Boliqa falling heavily to the ground, and his body inside the helmet was covered in blood and flesh.
Horrible.
At this moment, Bolika became the most respected person among the war dead since the Mongolian army entered Shu... for the time being.
Pu Yuangui slowly moved his eyes and saw the clan king Mo Ge hugging the pillar. He was shaken by the violent vibration when the watchtower hit the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
When he moved his eyes again, Pu Yuangui felt that his breathing was about to stop.
The one who fell down in the dust and was bleeding from all his orifices, who was it but Meng Ge the Great Khan?
"Sweat!!"
"Sweat!!"
The generals howled wildly, and the ministers wept.
They never thought that the mighty Khan, who was as powerful as a god, would one day fall in front of them with such an appearance.
what to do?
"Invite the shaman quickly!"
"General Shusuhuli! General Shusuhuli... speak!"
"Father!" Lai Abachi, who was next to the corpse in Shusuhuli, was still crying. He turned his head and saw this scene, and was shocked again.
"Father has passed away!" Lai Abachi shouted: "Hurry! Save the Great Khan!"
"Sweat!"
"Come on, General Abachi, come quickly..."
Lai Abachi burst into tears and rushed forward, not daring to touch Brother Meng. In desperation, he turned to Brother Mo and exclaimed: "Please make the decision, Lord Zong..."
"Prince Zong...Prince Zong..."
Brother Mo reluctantly stood up, feeling that his internal organs were boiling.
He is the ninth son of Tuo Lei and the half-brother of Meng Ge.
Brother Mo is not like Kublai Khan, Hulagu, and Brother Ali, who share the same mother with Brother Meng, so his status is lower, but at this time he is the only one who can make the decision in the army.
He stretched out his trembling hands, but did not dare to touch Meng Ge.
He really can't afford it...
"Quick, hurry up and withdraw your troops!"
The voice became more urgent, Brother Mo vomited out another mouthful of blood, and his face was completely distorted.
"No one is allowed to leave...detain all the surrenders...must not let the news get out..."
"Retreat, retreat to the other side of the river..."