The black dome leaned downwards, covering the entire earth. In the dark night, through the few flames like ghost fires that were dotted there, a huge black shadow could be seen vaguely lying on the earth like a prehistoric beast.

As he stretched along the black shadow, his vision suddenly became bright.

On the vast land, countless fire lights were like fireflies that were gathered together specifically, densely packed together, covering the earth, and at a glance they could not see the boundaries at all.

When I pulled my eyes closer, I realized that the fireflies were actually huge felt tents, and countless huge felt tents gathered together, as if they were going to cover the earth.

A little further away, occasionally noisy voices came. When you look closer, you will see shadows. Countless torches shine brightly on your eyes. One by one, the old, weak and strong men with bare shirts, either white, black or bronze, were busy carrying something. If you move slowly, you will be whipped by a fierce horse whip, which makes these men make a heavy and painful hum that they suppress.

Compared with the quiet and continuous tent like endless galaxies, the huge black shadow more than ten miles apart is extremely silent. There is no voice, no light, and even no anger.

Through the blurred firelight, a few clouds were rising between the galaxy and the darkness. If you look closely, you will find that this place seems to be the intersection of light and darkness. Countless flashes of light and darkness flashes between this light and darkness. Before the sight has been approached, the endless smell of blood has come to your face, making people feel sick.

What kind of hell is this?

Countless limbs and broken arms were entangled together, countless faces of humans, either ferocious, furious or hysterical, with their eyes open, and they remained in the state they should have when they were about to die; the red, dark, red, and even the frozen blood river seemed to remain in the state of flowing before solidification, half burned, and the flagpole was left bare, and the flags were no longer waving, and those starry Mars were burned from these things.

This is a hell.

The endless smell of blood seemed to be flowing in all directions as time passed.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The vast and long sound of trumpets broke the silence before dawn and also broke the quietness of this place where light and darkness had just remained for only two hours. The first dawn of the morning light arrived on time.

As the sound of the horn sounded, the land shrouded in darkness and blood suddenly became fresh.

Little by little, little by little fire appeared on the black shadow lying on the ground like a giant beast in the wilderness, making the black shadow finally reveal his true face. This is a huge city.

The towering city wall is somewhat incomplete, with countless traces of red, red, black and white densely spreading on the mottled city wall. This is not a trace of time left on her body.

A series of tall figures appeared behind the fire, either young, old, panic, calm, tired, or eager to try, clearly visible on all faces.

However, no matter how different these faces are, at least the owners of these faces have one similarity, that is, they are all covered in broken armor, and the long swords, spears, or bows and arrows in their hands are still shining with cold light.

The quiet giant city suddenly moved like a giant beast awakened by the sound of the horn.

Sparse voices began to appear, more and more firelights began to appear, and the sparse voices became more and more noisy, and finally gathered into a huge wave of clanging sound, beginning to resound throughout the earth.

At the same time, the continuous camp tent, like a galaxy, suddenly came alive. More and more stars began to light up, and countless people rushed out of a huge felt tent, starting to gather towards a specific location, and then formed a sea of ​​people that could not see at all in the human eye.

A huge pot of steaming still came out, and the crowd began to stir.

Countless figures standing behind the fire in the city wall looked coldly at the surging crowd in the distance. They could not see clearly what these warriors were thinking in their hearts.

Time passed quickly and the dawn was getting brighter and brighter.

The crowds gathered together and began to move. The crowd began to disperse, and then began to gather in another posture. From time to time, a cavalry and cavalry shuttled and wandered through the team. Soon, more than ten teams that looked square and aggressive had already completed the entire team.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Just at this moment, in the city with bright lights and crowds, the roar of war drums suddenly soared into the sky. With the roar of war drums, rows of armored men with much better spirit than those on the city wall quickly climbed up to the city wall from the corridor of the city wall to replace the armored men who originally stood on the city wall. The endless solemn aura began to spread above the city head.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Before the sound of war drums in the city was finished, the vast trumpets in the camp outside the city sounded again, and the long trumpets seemed to be comparing with the war drums. One wave was higher than the other, but the sound of war drums in the city was not to be outdone, one more time and another.

Before the war began, the aura of golden swords and iron horses began to spread across this land.

The heavy footsteps and the clanging sound of gold and iron clashing with the sound of horns that seemed to never stop began to open up, and the endless camp tent slowly approached towards the towering giant city that had already revealed its outline in the morning light.

More than ten rows of huge square formations that lasted for more than ten miles without hesitation, stepped on the broken swords, spears and halberds on the ground, and approached the enemy or robes, which had already been stiff and broken. Finally, when they were five miles away from the city wall, they suddenly stopped neatly.

The war drums and horns all over the sky seemed to have agreed upon, and disappeared at the same time.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The three words "kill" with no signs are filled with golden swords, and the three words "kill" with solemn spirits soared from the sky like rolling thunder, and the endless haze is also broken under the word "kill", slowly revealing the blue sky.

Today is another good weather with bright sunshine.

After the three killing words, the long black line quickly crushed towards the towering brown and yellow reef like a black wave.

A moment later, the sound of swords and arrows sounded, and black waves collided on the towering brown reef, blooming countless blood flowers and broken limbs and broken arms.

The quiet morning is covered with endless blood and smoke.

This battle of waves against reefs lasted for half an hour before slowly subsided in the sound of gold sounding in the continuous camp. The scarred black wave slowly left the battlefield and licked the wounds. Behind this black crowd, another new sea of ​​people composed of more than ten teams of phalanxes was slowly moving forward. When entering less than five miles from the brown city wall, it suddenly accelerated and then hit the towering reef.

A new round of fighting begins again...

...

At the end of July of the second year of Jiaxi, the Mongolian Sect King Kong Wen Buhua, the commander of the Ma Infantry Army, counted more than 320,000 people, and forced nearly one million civilians from all over the Central Plains to go south. They fought fiercely with nearly 300,000 Song troops commanded by the commander of the Jinghu Commander Meng Gong on the front line of Xiangyang, Jingzhou, Huangzhou, Ezhou and other places.

The real center of the battle has been revolving around Xiangyang City.

The warm-hearted and gentle rivers are far more cunning than Meng Gong imagined. Moreover, this time, the warm-hearted and gentle rivers are just to avenge Mongolia. They are not as big as Meng Gong had thought before, and they want to make the whole world aside. The three main rivers of the Yangtze River in Jingxiang and other places have been taken down by the Song Dynasty, but have concentrated most of the main forces in Xiangyang City.

Faced with the attacks of the Song army in Jingzhou and Huaixi and Huaidong, Gong Wenbuhua only spread the 60,000 Mongolian cavalry he brought, using the powerful mobility of the Mongolian cavalry to fight against or even attack the Song army that came to harass the Mongolian army. This made Meng Gong and other Song generals' idea of ​​raiding Gong Wenbuhua through a small group of Song army completely failing.

The territory occupied by the Mongols is now vast enough, and the wealthy Central Plains is under their control. In addition, the Mongols would not have the concept of a kingly army or a benevolent and righteous army. Those Mongolian cavalry can be said to be the first to master the essence of guerrilla warfare. When they encounter a small group of raids of the Song army, the Mongolian cavalry will rush from all directions like sharks smelling fishy smell. Once they see the Song army is powerful, these Mongolian cavalry will immediately be broken into pieces, relying on their strong mobility to make most of the Song army run away. They even need to be careful that a large number of Mongolian cavalry gathered together to a counter-ambush.

In such a situation, the Song army, which lacked cavalry and even if there were cavalry, was regarded as treasures, could not compare with the Mongols at all. They could only barely maintain a balance of power and remained in a stalemate with these annoying Mongolian cavalry, but could not help the battle situation in Xiangyang City. They even had to be prepared for the raids that the Mongolian cavalry who came and went like the wind could occur at any time or place.

After all, each theater has its own places to defend. Once the army goes to support Xiangyang City, it can be imagined that these Mongolian cavalry who were originally used as harassment would definitely attack the fortress with empty troops.

As the center of the battlefield, Xiangyang City, Kouwenbuhua gathered an army of more than 270,000. From the beginning, it launched an attack on Xiangyang City without any casualties.

The more than ten fortress groups built around Xiangyang City that Meng Gong had painstakingly built was only two days later before they all fell.

In two days, the servants under Gong Wenbuhua suffered numerous casualties, and Xiangyang City was also full of wounded soldiers.

As for Jiao Shan, who suffered a defeat before the war, was ordered to beheaded and displayed on the public after the arrival of Gu Wenbuhua. The remaining 20,000 Xixia soldiers under him were even ordered to be used as cannon fodder by Gu Wenbuhua, making great contributions to the removal of the annoying fortresses around Xiangyang City. As a result, this Xixia servant 10,000 team completely disappeared in the Mongolian army sequence.

The sun is rising higher and higher, and the dazzling sunshine shines on the earth. Even if you are in the tent, you can feel the sharp rise of the temperature on the earth.

Mongolian camp.

"Prince..."

"Mingjin withdrew his troops and ordered the army to have a meal and rest. Shen Shi (3:00 pm to 5:00 pm), ordered the troops to attack Xiangyang City again. I don't want Meng Gong to get any chance to breathe."

"…The last general will receive the order!"

Shi Tianze, Zhang Rou and other generals in the tent had different expressions, but they did not dare to say anything more and responded respectfully.

Starting from the arrival of Kou Wenbuhua to Xiangyang, the attack on Xiangyang City was like a tide, and regardless of casualties, it launched a continuous attack on Xiangyang City. This attack lasted for two days.

Zhang Shan died, so no one would care whether the more than 20,000 Xixia soldiers under his command were killed or alive. However, now all the Xixia soldiers were killed as cannon fodder, and the wounded were injured. Now they went to the battlefield to fight with the tall and strong city walls of Xiangyang City with their flesh and blood.

In two days, even if the rotation was completed, except for the 30,000 Mongolian cavalry who existed as gentle personal soldiers and the 60,000 Mongolian cavalry who harassed the Song Dynasty's troops on the front lines of Ezhou, Huangzhou and Jingzhou, the rest were all servants from all over the country. These servants were the capital for survival in the hands of each general and ten thousand households. As generals and without soldiers, what if there were ten thousand households? Even if there were soldiers, but the soldiers who could not win the battle, how long could these ten thousand households last?

This time, the various minions who followed Wen Buhua to Xiangyang were mostly veterans who had participated in many wars. They may not be considered elite, but they are definitely much stronger than the new recruits.

In two days, plus the troops consumed by the fortresses around Xiangyang City before, the casualties of each unit have reached more than 30%. In other words, from the arrival of Kou Wenbuhua to Xiangyang City, the war has been going on for only five days, and Kou Wenbuhua's army has lost more than 20%, which means more than 60,000 people.

A 20% loss is not a big deal for the actual army that has already reached about 400,000 troops. As the commander-in-chief of the Mongolian commander who is willing to fight against the Song Dynasty, he can draw more than one million troops at any time, including nearly 200,000 real Mongolian cavalry. Therefore, the slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest, Shi Tianze, Zhang Rou and others cannot ignore it.

However, looking at the seemingly distracting and in fact, no one can make any objection, no one dares to raise any objection.

When Shi Tianze, Zhang Rou and others left, they bent out of their mouths and flashed out from behind the screen of the big tent.

"Uncle Wang, if you attack Xiangyang City without regard to casualties, you will be hurt by Shi Tianze and others."

"What do you think of that song?"

It is not surprising that the appearance of the warm mouth is not surprising, nor does it look back, but just looking at the huge map in front of you with your hands behind your back. The various complex marks on it are intertwined, which covers the war maps of Jinghu, Huaixi and Huaidong war zones.

"I don't know if there is any movement in Song Ting."

"Haha, that Jia Sidao surprised me very much. He actually came to Xiangyang City to reward the army."

Wen Buhua did not answer the words of the song directly, but turned around and smiled. However, he said it was very surprised, but he was willing to show any surprises on his face, just as Jia Sidao was about to come to Xiangyang City as he had expected.

"Oh? Then Jia Sidao is really here?"

Qu Cha looked happy, as if he was asking a question, but in fact he was already sure.

"In this way... Uncle Wang has already made some plans?"

"What are the plans for me? It's all for... Forget it, I can't tell you after all. It's important to bend your mouth. Where are the troops of Tahai, Tuxue and Nado now?"

He seemed to remember something, and his smile on his face was extremely kind. After he gave a slight reminder, he asked again without any thoughts.

The song did not answer, his eyes were dripping around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Sectar King Qiansui, Tahai and Tuxue have been preparing for war since the Dali Kingdom withdrew their troops, and are ready to obey the call of the Sect. General Nado commanded a hundred thousand troops to Haizhou and will arrive in Sizhou soon."

A figure appeared silently in the tent, kneeling on the ground and respectfully facing the gentle flower.

Qu Chu was not surprised that this person appeared at all, but his eyes were staring at the thin figure crawling on the ground and then looking at it.

Wen Wen Bu Hua turned his head meaningfully and looked at Qu Chu, which shocked Qu Chu. He quickly handed Wen Wen Bu Hua a flattering smile, and then turned his head aside.

"I will send my handwriting to Tahai, Tuxue and others, and ordered them to immediately enter Sichuan from east Sichuan after receiving the handwriting, and to kill and kill the people and animals in the Sichuan Mansion of Song Ting to the greatest extent; I sent a command to Nado that on the tenth day of August, if the troops cannot force Song Ting Jiankang Mansion, he will go back to the Fourth Prince to apologize."

"Abide by the Qiansui Order of the Sect King!"

The thin figure crawling on the ground quietly left the tent, just like when he came in. He never raised his head from beginning to end.

"This time, I personally supervised the army, so I can't retreat without any gains. It's just right that the little emperor of Song Ting was sober. It seems that the incident two years ago was not enough to make the little emperor who was too ambitious."

He slowly lay on the soft seat, as if he was talking to himself, and it seemed to be talking to him.
To be continued...