Once the smoke was lit, it would not only alert the army to the river camp, but also declare their position to the Mongolian army who did not know where they were.
Fortunately, Monk Luo's subordinates were all veterans and moved very quickly. When the thick black smoke rose high into the air, everyone had already retreated into the water network area.
On all sides of Suizhou, there are ponds such as Yantai Lake, Wuguan Lake, Lucaowan, and Liangmenpi, and tributaries of Baigou River such as Xu River, Cao River, and Bao River intersect with each other. Because the imperial court did not regulate these water systems at all.
, ponds and rivers overflowed and flowed for several years, and in recent years they have been silted up due to drought, forming large swamps with unpredictable depths.
Monk Luo and his party marched rapidly along the path between the swamps.
Sometimes, they had to carefully control their horses to pass through waist-deep water. Sometimes they had to dismount and hold the reins, stepping through difficult-to-walk muddy ponds filled with rot.
After all, Xu Jin was not a martial artist, and most of his capable men were serious green forest men, the kind who were used to blocking roads to make a fortune. They had never experienced the training of long-distance marches. After running back and forth for more than two hours, they were all here.
Under such harsh conditions, all of them were exhausted and panting.
Xu Jin's subordinate, a plump and strong man, was half dead from exhaustion. He had severe chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he immediately vomited. Seeing that Monk Luo was still urging him to leave quickly, he couldn't help but said: "Master Huifeng, we are already at the pond."
It’s deep in the pit!”
Monk Luo seemed not to hear it.
"Master! Master!" the strong man repeated his words again.
Monk Luo glanced at Xu Jin.
Xu Jin was also so tired that his face turned pale, his body was swaying, and he looked like he might fall off his horse and faint at any time. He said: "Master Huifeng, take a rest. The roads around here are so complicated, and the water surface covers the traces of our march.
,How can the Mongols catch up with us?"
Monk Luo shook his head: "You have never fought with the Tatars, so you don't know what's going on..."
Having said that, Xu Jin and others really couldn't hold on any longer. In just a few words, someone had already sat down on the stone by the water, and then slid along the slippery moss to lie down in the quagmire.
Can't even pull it.
Xu Jin was an ally of Guo Ning and a local person who had good intentions towards the defeated soldiers. Guo Ning had established himself in the Xijunhe camp for several months, and he and his men had all contributed and helped.
Recently, Xu Jin even entrusted the families of his subordinates to the camp, and his intention to seek refuge was very obvious. Monk Luo really couldn't leave them alone, so he sighed: "Have a rest for a moment, no more!"
Leaving these words behind, Monk Luo went back to a higher place, half-crouched behind an old tree, and looked to the west. At this time, the sky was already bright, and under the scorching sun, all he could see was green or brown semi-dry meadows.
It is continuous, with vast reeds and birds circling from time to time.
The smoke from the direction of Suizhou is still there, very clear, like a black cloud pillar.
The sudden arrival of the Mongols was really unexpected. Prior to this, Guo Ning kept asking his generals during military meetings every day, how to deal with the Mongols if they came? Are the specific arrangements appropriate? Monk Luo once thought he was nagging.
, I wonder if it might have affected my brain after that serious injury.
But at this moment, he had to admit that Guo Ning was really foresight, and the Mongols' use of troops was always so violent and sudden!
Fortunately, the smoke and smoke can definitely be seen clearly from the Xiangjunhe camp. Lao Wang is a smart man, and he must have taken immediate action according to the pre-planned plan. As long as he moves quickly enough, the Mongols may not be able to catch them.
Fortunately, Guo Liulang had other important matters and went south in advance. So, the thousands of people he brought with him are safe for now. I don't know what Guo Liulang will do. The Mongols are finally here, so he should be very excited.
Monk Luo knew that Guo Ning had always hoped to defeat the Mongolian army, so he put a lot of effort into the Xijunhe camp and conducted rigorous training for the soldiers. But that was not enough. Monk Luo knew in his heart that he wanted to fight against the Mongolian army.
, that’s not enough!
Xu Jin was a well-behaved person and knew that Monk Luo was a little anxious. He followed him, sat down next to Monk Luo, and asked: "Master Huifeng, are those Mongolians really so powerful?"
Monk Luo lowered his head, touched his head with both hands, and after a while he said: "That's good! That's good!"
Xu Jin's question was too harsh. Just by the tone of his voice, Monk Luo wanted to punch Xu Jin away. But he could understand that Xu Jin and his men were different from the defeated soldiers in Northern Xinjiang.
Before these people became bandits, they had seen the encroachment, oppression, and scrutiny of the Jin Dynasty; they had seen the officials' various methods and ruthless oppression; they had seen the arrogance and wanton behavior of the Jurchen nobles, and they had seen
Their families were broken up, their families were abandoned, and their homes were abandoned. They were forced to become bandits when they had no way out.
But what the soldiers from Northern Xinjiang saw, these people only heard about it but had no real feelings.
They cannot imagine killing an entire village of men and women just for a happy mood, not even sparing the old, weak, women and children; they cannot imagine filling every water source and every well with dead bodies to eradicate the possibility of human survival; they cannot imagine putting the excess
The captives were tied together, beaten into a pulp with iron hooves, or driven into buildings and set on fire.
They had never faced off against those wolf-like Mongolian cavalry.
Those cavalrymen were the Mongolian Aljinchi who appeared in Suizhou at this time, and Monk Luo once fought with them.
Monk Luo witnessed with his own eyes the Mongolian cavalry who pursued, intercepted, looted, and slaughtered endlessly. Neither mountains nor valleys could stop them. They seemed to run endlessly, running for dozens of miles and hundreds of miles without hesitation.
Li Di, just to satisfy his violent murderous intention that is about to boil over.
Those Mongolian cavalry can hardly be called human beings, but beasts that eat their hair and drink their blood. Monk Luo still clearly remembers that he fought repeatedly with the Mongols, but he could never see the enemy wavering or the fear that normal humans should have.
Even if he won ten times, the wolves would still bite him, forcing Monk Luo into desperate situations again and again, and tearing all his companions into pieces.
Monk Luo was a fake monk and had never recited Buddhist scriptures seriously. But he really thought that maybe the Mongolian army was the disaster mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures, and everything in this world was destined to be catastrophic.
Perhaps, hope only lies in Guo Ning?
Just thinking of this, Monk Luo shuddered violently.
He raised his head and looked around. He seemed to hear something. He listened carefully, but found nothing. He opened his eyes like bells and looked around, but he didn't see anything wrong.
Monk Luo was once one of the few warriors in the defensive line of the northern boundary of Datong Prefecture in Xijing. As a village envoy at that time, he served as a scout for the entire army and went deep into the grassland more than once. But the more familiar he became with the enemy, the more he had to admit that, in terms of theory,
As well as his ability to detect the enemy, hide and attack, there are many masters in the Mongolian army who are better than him!
At this moment, Monk Luo saw nothing strange with his eyes and heard nothing strange with his ears, but some strong premonition told him that his old rival was coming! Those terrifying wolves who could smell their prey ten miles away,
Almost catching up!
"Everyone mount up!" Monk Luo shouted sternly: "Follow me!"
Seeing Monk Luo's fierce voice, the group knew that the enemy was close at hand, so everyone hurriedly mounted their horses and continued galloping.
And not long after, several people heard the sound of bone whistles coming and going from far and near, the sound of horses' hooves trampling across the water, and some people even vaguely heard the horses panting violently, and the sound of Mongolian orders being shouted!
Those were Mongols, and there were a lot of them! They not only surrounded them from directly behind, but also from the flanks on both sides. Even though the terrain in the swamp was extremely complicated, they could not hinder them. Several times, they were clearly dragged by the mud.
He stopped and was already thrown away, but not long after, they actually pursued him and got closer again!
Monk Luo's troops were all composed of one man and two horses, but running wildly in the swamp exerted an extremely severe physical exertion on the horses. Some of the horses began to foam at the mouth and had to throw off the reins and let them go.
If this continues, there will inevitably be a fight!
Monk Luo tightened the reins hard and shouted in a deep voice: "Go east!"
Xu Yan was surprised: "East? The camp is in the south..."
He immediately understood what Monk Luo meant.
The Xijun River camp is in the south, but who knows whether Wang Shixian led his people to break out of the camp smoothly? After all, it was the camp where he lived for half a year, and there were many pots and jars. And the Mongolian Aljinchi were all good at riding fast horses, and they tended to retreat.
It can easily be calculated in hundreds or tens of miles. If the Mongolian outposts arrive before everyone has set off, it would be equivalent to revealing their whereabouts in front of the Mongolian army... That situation is simply unimaginable!
He gritted his teeth: "Then go east!"
The cavalry turned suddenly and turned to one side.
And at the moment they turned around, without any warning, Mongolian arrows suddenly came from the rear of the team.
The arrows were like a shower of rain, passing over the patches of reeds, over the overgrown shrubs, and over the flying insects that were startled by the cavalry and soared like clouds.
The arrows landed on the backs of the riders' heads, necks, shoulders, vests, and on the hindquarters and legs of the war horses. The heavy arrows directly shot the riders off their horses, making the horses neigh and jump wildly. The light arrows
The arrows hung on the bodies of men and horses, undulating and trembling like thatch blown by the wind.
The chubby man who asked for a break fell at the end of the cavalry and was immediately shot into a hedgehog.