When there are enemies on all sides, and you don't know which side of the enemy is weakest, the most effective and fastest way is to rush forward, because killing people with red eyes means there is no fear, only instinct, and human instinct.
That’s it!
I don’t know how many people behind them survived the Mongolian cavalry shooting, but in this case, if they don’t gather together, even if they have 5,000 people and are not damaged at all, they will eventually be swallowed up by the Mongolian army.
There are no bones left.
Li Quancheng picked up a torch, raised it high, and shouted: "Brothers, come with me -"
As he spoke, Li Quancheng pinched the horse's belly, and the war horse neighed and galloped wildly. Seeing Li Quancheng raise the torch, the people around him also followed suit. Although this was very likely to become a living target, it could gather as many people as possible.
With strength, the Song army behind them followed up, but at this time the second round of the Mongolian army's upward shots had already landed, but it landed in the village. Li Quancheng bravely led his men to rush forward, but just escaped the Mongols.
Man's second round shot.
Behind him, there were more and more torches, and the sparks finally gathered into a prairie fire.
Although this strategy successfully gathered the Song army, it also exposed the Song army's position, and the Mongolian army in front also gathered together. Although the Song army was in a panic, it was still guided by the fire in front and gathered into a square formation.
Then, like a small stone, it was smashed into the lake water, causing waves to rise, and the fighting began instantly.
In the chaos of the battle, whatever was caught was smashed. Torches, spears, and swords were all weapons. For a while, sparks flew and fire dragons danced wildly. After a while, the fire gradually extinguished, but it was not known whether the person holding the torch fell down or the torch was thrown away.
Already.
In the thick fog, it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, but at this time, everyone suddenly understood the true meaning of an old saying - those who follow me prosper, those who go against me perish. For this reason, the cavalry led by Li Quancheng gradually changed.
It became the most wandering ghost in the dark night, and the Mongols didn't know how many they mobilized, but they hurt themselves a lot.
Finally, the Mongolian central army realized that such a melee was too detrimental to them, and began to use money to gather the rebels. Li Quancheng finally felt that there were fewer enemies around him, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then the war horse ran faster and faster. Finally, the war horse fell to death.
, threw Li Quancheng out and fell hard to the ground. Li Quancheng didn't feel much pain, but he didn't want to get up anymore. He vaguely saw a figure, whose figure looked like a shadow, but Li Quancheng's eyelids
But he couldn't hold it up anymore and smashed it down hard.
"How is your lord?"
Dou Wen and Long Wenhu rushed up and asked nervously.
Shadow breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "It's okay, I fell asleep..."
After saying that, Shadow himself fell down. Dou Wen was startled and rushed forward. He looked back and said, "It's okay... He's asleep too..."
Looking again, Long Wenhu had fallen down. Dou Wen struggled and rushed over, muttered something, and then... fell asleep on Long Wenhu's chest. He didn't know how many people were behind him.
They all rolled off their horses and fell to the ground. In an instant, there was a strange sound in the thick fog, like a giant sleeping soundly...
"Woo-wu-wu-"
The Mongolian people roared loudly, and Li Quancheng woke up with a start. Only then did he realize that the thick fog had dissipated, and the shy sun was hidden in the clouds above his head. It was already noon the next day, and Li Quancheng spent a long time
After a while, I gradually opened my eyes, glanced at the soldiers lying on the ground, and felt as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned.
This is a relatively low-lying wetland. A few dozen feet in front is a lake. Five thousand people fought all night. Only the less than a thousand people behind them were left. They all lay down in the wet mud and slept all night.
Listening to the sound of ringing gold that didn't seem too far away, Li Quancheng dragged his body that was about to fall apart and climbed up to the higher ground. Two to three hundred steps across, a black and endless swarm of ants appeared.
….
Li Quancheng hurriedly lay down again. However, when he saw the formation of the Mongolian army clearly, the five flavors in his heart suddenly turned into bitterness, which reached his throat. They were not really far away from the Mongolian army, but were in a
In a very awkward position, the Mongolian military formation looks like a mouth, but the lake where Li Quancheng is located is like a bead on the side of the mouth - a dragon playing with beads!
Li Quancheng slid down with his sore body, and then shook the sleeping soldiers awake one by one. However, some people could never wake up again. The battle last night was too tragic and the physical exhaustion was too severe.
Even those who were not injured were almost exhausted, but those who were injured, how could they survive!
The people who woke up began to shake the people around them, and when everyone sat up, Li Quancheng discovered that almost half of the comrades who escaped from the Mongolian army's wolf mouth last night were sleeping in this depression forever!
The final count showed that there were 5,000 people, and 600 people were left. The 2,000 people sent by Yue Yin to attract Li Quancheng's attention were almost wiped out. The general who knelt in front of Li Quancheng and threatened to die could not get here.
, Li Quancheng didn’t even know his name.
In fact, Li Quancheng didn't know the name of every person who fell here, didn't know where they lived, didn't know if they had wives and children. One general's achievements would lead to thousands of bones drying up. This is not a poet's rhetoric, but a reality.
In such a cruel situation, Li Quancheng suddenly thought that it was worth it for him and his people to rush in like this to save Yue Yin... Even if he was saving his brother, why didn't he come alone?
Then these people may be able to evacuate to Ryukyu alive and welcome the arrival of a new era!
He couldn't convince himself with nonsense like "someone always needs to sacrifice". In fact, these people are sleeping here forever because of their own selfishness. Li Quancheng couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Brothers, I am sorry for you..."
Li Quancheng glanced at the exhausted soldiers, his voice was as hoarse as a broken casserole, and said: "It was my impulse that made you fall into death!"
The soldiers listened quietly, listening to Li Quancheng's chatter. As they listened, they suddenly smiled. A soldier beside them said: "Sir, this is my third time participating in the war, but this time, it is...
I am the happiest because I killed five Mongolians last night!"
"I killed three!"
"I killed seven!"
Li Quancheng was originally in a heavy mood, but he couldn't help but be amused by the men showing off their military exploits to each other in front of him. He smiled with tears in his eyes. Suddenly, another soldier beside him asked curiously: "Sir, how many have you killed?"
"I killed thirty-seven people!"
Li Quancheng originally thought that he would not be able to count these numbers, but before he could think about it, a number popped up in his mind. Li Quancheng was so sure that he blurted it out. After finishing speaking, Li Quancheng was puzzled and said: "It shouldn't be right. I
I obviously didn’t remember these numbers!”
A Xiangyang veteran laughed and said: "Your Excellency, you have participated in several battles. Don't you know that even if you kill enemies on the battlefield, you will remember them very clearly even if you don't count them?"
Soon, a new round of competition began again. Li Quancheng didn't want to interrupt the men's fun, but the Mongols were behind him and there was a large lake in front of him. Li Quancheng didn't want to just wait for death. Even if he died, he would fight.
Death battlefield!
"Brothers... a hundred feet behind us is the Mongolian army... as black as ants!"
I originally thought that this news would pour cold water on these men, so I said it with some hesitation, but the expressions of these soldiers did not change much. Another Xiangyang veteran laughed and said: "Sir, we have all heard it.
The sound of the Mongolian gold ringing came from fifteen different directions, some far away and some near. According to the Mongolian layout of ten thousand people, there should be fifteen thousand people!"...
"I told you that you are inexperienced!"
"But why were you so sophisticated when you tricked us in the first place?"
"Hey! You think Li Quankeng, who is threatening the Central Plains, is calling for nothing!"
At this time, the veterans who had been tricked by Li Quancheng in the past were all laughing at Li Quancheng, but Li Quancheng could not laugh and cursed: "Ma De, there are still 150,000 Mongolian troops outside, and we only have 500 left.
, not including you cripples, how can you survive the Mongols?"
Li Quancheng admitted that he was not telling a joke, but before those guys heard what Li Quancheng said, they started laughing in a low voice.
"Sir, I am almost a cripple now, but yesterday I killed forty-six Mongolian soldiers... forty-six..."
Li Quancheng originally thought that this guy would say "I've made a profit" very proudly, but unexpectedly, the veteran's face raised a mean smile and said: "But there are more than a dozen more than you!"
"piss off!"
Li Quancheng finally couldn't bear it any longer, and was about to kick him, but he didn't expect that as soon as he raised his leg, the other leg felt sore. Li Quancheng squatted down, and suddenly, there was another wave of excitement.
laugh at.
"Sir, actually..."
"you shut up!"
Li Quancheng was used to Long Wenhu saying nothing nice, so he blocked him angrily because he wouldn't let Long Wenhu finish his words.
Long Wenhu had a habitual grimace, looked at Li Quancheng pitifully, and said: "Sir, I want to say that the Mongolian army claims to be 200,000, but now there are only 150,000 left, which is 5,000 of us.
Killed 50,000 enemies..."
Long Wenhu's eyes were gleaming, he rubbed his hands and said, "We've made a lot of money from this vote!"
Li Quancheng was stunned, and his eyes slowly swept over the soldiers, and saw that these men were all smiling. Although their faces were covered with blood, mist, and black mud, their smiles were really ugly, but the smiles were not fake. It turned out that
, these men have no intention of leaving this battlefield alive.