Lai Abachi led the last relatively orderly group of soldiers and horses, carrying Meng Ge's body to the riverside.
He had his father Shusuhuli cremated and his ashes scattered over the mountains and rivers.
Laibachi made this choice because he was in Sichuan and was deeply involved in the war.
However, cremation is a custom that has only been introduced in the past few years after Tubo Buddhism was introduced to Mongolia.
If you think about this carefully... As Meng Ge's bodyguard, Lai Abachi, who was in charge of Meng Ge's meals, and Kublai Khan, who received the initiation from his master Pasiba, both believed in Tubo Buddhism?
Of course, no one is delving into this at this time.
Laibachi dared to cremate his father, but he did not dare to slight the remains of the Great Khan.
The noble Khan must be taken back to the Mobei grassland and buried in the sky.
"Anyone who dares to block the road will be killed!"
This cowardly Xue army did not hesitate to raise its sword and slash at the congested Mongolian army in front, escorting the Khan and his ministers to slowly move towards the pontoon bridge.
"Calm down, everyone!" a Mongolian general shouted.
This man's name was "Sacha", and he was also timid from Xue's army. At this time, he saw the Mongolian army gathering at the riverside to kill each other, and finally decided to do something.
Sacha thinks that the current scene should not be like this...
He thought very simply, as long as he could calm down the Mongolian army, he could completely defeat the Song army.
He broke away from Abachi's team and shouted: "Warriors of the Great Mongolia! We still have at least 20,000 people by the river. Can we let the cowardly Song people chase and kill us?!"
Lai Abachi was furious and shouted: "Sacha! Come back!"
Sacha didn't respond, holding his machete high, still trying to organize an effective defense.
"Warriors! Follow me to kill the enemy..."
"Let's go!" Lai Abachi quickly ordered, "Hurry and protect the Khan across the river!"
On Shizi Mountain, Li Xia had noticed Sacha.
He would never allow any Mongolian general to try to organize an effective counterattack.
"did you find it?!"
"found it!"
Lin Zi was digging a hole in the ground and dug out more than ten fireballs that were not ignited.
Li Xia raised his hand and pointed, saying: "Don't destroy the pontoon bridge and let them crowd it."
"clear!"
Lin Zi followed his fingertips and looked down the mountain. In the darkness, he saw that there was General Meng on the river bank who wanted to gather his troops.
"Brothers! Work hard for me! Damn it!"
"Fire!"
"Tatars! Grandpa rewards you..."
"Walk!"
Lai Abachi roared loudly and tried his best to lead the people forward to kill.
Every time their scimitars struck down, they killed their comrades.
And the Mongolian army who watched them kill them also completely lost their minds. They roared and raised their swords to kill others...
There was chaos.
Sacha calmed down more than a hundred Mongolian troops and seemed to be one step closer to turning the tide.
"What are you afraid of? The Song Army?! Have you really seen the Song Army?! How many of them are killing people?"
"boom!"
The porcelain tribulus fireball had exploded at the foot of the mountain not far from him, sending pieces of iron flying.
This moment alone completely shattered Sacha's innocent thoughts.
The war is definitely not what he thought, as long as there are more troops and stronger combat power, it will be fine.
No one can calm these chaotic people.
reason?
What Song Jun has to do is to never let them have any sense...
The war horse was neighing sadly, Sacha had been knocked off the horse, fell to the ground, and was stepped on heavily.
He still couldn't believe the scene before him.
It is impossible for the invincible warriors of the Great Mongolia to be like this...
"ah!"
Blood splashed all over Sacha's face.
It was a crazy Mongolian soldier who hacked and killed the people in front of him in order to get to the pontoon bridge.
"Calm down!" Sacha urged.
The horse's hooves stepped down hard!
Another point of sanity was shattered.
"Restore the law!"
It seemed that even the war horses were mocking Sacha for not overestimating his abilities.
Unless Meng Ge is resurrected and shines light again, allowing these Mongolian troops to worship him. Otherwise, no one can eliminate their madness.
The panicked soldiers were still howling and charging, and anyone who wanted to survive could only squeeze towards the floating bridge.
This is the only way to survive.
Wield your machete and kill your comrades to get to the front.
It was no longer the Song army that was chasing them, but terror.
Countless people were pushed into the raging Jialing River.
The river was dyed red, and floating corpses cut off the flow of the river...
"Cross the river!"
Lai Abachi finally reached the riverside and quickly ordered people to escort the Khan's body to the pontoon.
The cowardly Xue army under his command was cold-blooded and always attacked his own people without hesitation, thus opening up a bloody path out of the chaos.
Lai Abachi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to drive away.
Suddenly, a shout in Mongolian came from the night wind.
"It was Kublai Khan who poisoned the Great Khan!"
For a moment, Laibachi felt that the heaven and earth had become silent.
He could no longer hear those killing cries and screams.
"It was Kublai Khan who poisoned the Khan to death..."
The man was still shouting.
Obviously, this team protecting the Great Khan and important ministers attracted the attention of someone who was interested, and the other party was shouting for people like them.
"It's Kublai Khan"
Lai Abachi became furious, turned his head, and scanned the crowd behind him fiercely.
In the darkness, only machetes were dancing wildly and horses were neighing. It was a scene of hell on earth, and those people who spoke such arrogant words could not be found at all.
"General! Let's go!"
"Let's go"
Lai Abachi drove his horse onto the pontoon bridge and galloped forward.
His mind was in a mess, and he was thinking a lot at this moment.
The last wine that Khan drank must be non-toxic... He handed it over with his own hands, so he was very sure that it was not poisonous.
But how to prove it?
Examining the body of the Great Khan? Impossible.
Or... wait until you reach the other side and order people to push all the people on the pontoon off?
No, this is crazy.
Lai Abachi shook his head, turned back again, and looked at Shizi Mountain.
He seemed to want to see clearly who was slandering King Monan...
Li Xia is still standing on the stone mountain.
If it were daytime at this time, he would be able to see an extremely spectacular scene. Unfortunately, the night reduced the splendor and added countless tragedies, making it more like hell.
Li Xia's mind has turned away from the hell in front of him.
He waited for a long time, and finally a group of Song soldiers came forward with a few Mongolians.
Before anyone came near, the call in Mongolian was already heard.
"We shouted! We agreed that as long as we shouted, we would be released back to the grassland..."
Li Xia gave an order in Chinese.
"Kill him and throw his body down the mountain."
"puff…"
Li Xia looked at the corpses rolling down the cliff and muttered to himself in Mongolian.
"Brother Alibu, congratulations, you have my support, you're welcome."
Zhang Jue walked up to the top of the mountain and threw away the big ax in his hand.
The coagulated plasma pulled at the wound on his hand, causing pain.
Zhang Jue grinned and said with a smile: "I don't dare to learn Mongolian for fear that the court will think that I want to sneak into Mongolia."
He obviously heard Li Xia talking to himself.
But he didn't say anything more about it. In his heart, Li Xia was a person who did great things, and his achievements in the future would be much higher than his.
"Before, Feiyu said that he would counterattack Hanzhong, but I said it was impossible. He also used the example of Yu Gong moving mountains to show his determination to hold on. I think about it tonight.
It's me who's being narrow-minded, so I'd like to express my gratitude to you."
In one sentence, it can be seen that Zhang Jue is open-minded.
Without waiting for Li Xia to answer, he lay down on the ground so tired.
"I really don't dare to close my eyes. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I will find that it was all a dream. I am still in the Diaoyu City struggling to defend the city."
"General Zhang, don't worry, it's not a dream."
"Incredible." Zhang Jue murmured, "With such a battle, I really don't know how future generations will comment on us... Incredible..."
The screams continued all night.
It was not until dawn that the fear in the hearts of the Mongolian army began to fade away. The Song army did not dare to pursue anymore and captured thousands of Mongolian soldiers on the Jialing River who had no time to cross the river.
The blood on the Jialing River has not faded red for a long time, and floating corpses accumulated on the pontoon, covering the entire river surface.
In this battle, the Mongolian army suffered at least 20,000 casualties, most of whom died trying to seize the pontoon after the defeat.
This was the Song Army's greatest victory in the past 20 years after Cao Youwen's bloody battle in Chengdu.
If we include Brother Meng’s death... then it’s like “I don’t know how to comment” as Zhang Jue said.