"Hurry, faster!" Wang Kui ordered: "Don't throw away all the baggage, leaving only the weapons and armor, and throw away the rest! Speed ​​up!"

In fact, it’s not necessary for him to say that, the Hanzhou soldiers have already done this.

Marching in the mountains is not like the main roads, but is just a small road. It often only allows one person to walk on a narrow road. There are many slopes and curves. It is difficult to walk on the wheelbarrows commonly used by towns under the Sichuan Administration of Sichuan, let alone two-wheelers.

The pursuers were behind again, and Wang Kui simply gave up the wheelbarrow and ordered each soldier to only prepare the necessary weapons, hold them in their hands and shoulders, and throw away the rest if they can.

Saving your life is the best.

Look at the smoke and dust on the road, at least there are thousands of people. With Wang Kui’s thousands of people, it’s okay to bully the 100-man team that bullies Mongolian, but it won’t be possible if you play too much.

Under the leadership of Wang Kui, the Hanzhou soldiers plunged into the vast mountains.

Zhuoermahan chased his butt and reached the bottom of the hill where he was suffering from the loss.

Looking at the Mongolian corpse on the mountain that had no time to cut off the head by the Song army, Zhuoermahan's face turned black and gray like the soil on the ground.

After walking around the hill, he walked along the direction of the Hanzhou soldiers' retreat. When Zhang Rongzu returned to the top of the hill, Zhuoermahan was sitting on the rock where Wang Kui had sat at first waiting for him to come.

"Everyone ran away. Judging from the footprints, he was entering the mountain." Zhang Rongzu reported with his fists: "There are military weapons that have been abandoned all the way, and he doesn't even want the pot. It seems that the Song army is running very quickly."

"Hmph! I'm afraid we will catch up with them!" Zhuolmahan clenched his big hand into a fist and smashed it on the rock: "Don't delay, I'll order the entire army to pursue it!"

"Sir, Rong Mo will say something." Zhang Rongzu hurriedly said: "Our army is all cavalry. It is difficult to walk on the mountain road, which is not conducive to riding horses. It is better to divide the troops into two groups, put the horses into the mountain, and walk with all their strength. He leads the horses and walks slowly, and then walks. If he encounters a flat and empty valley, he will ride a horse and move quickly. This will be guaranteed."

Zhuoermahan touched his chin and thought for a while. The body of the Paling soldiers who were probably left in front of him gave him some concerns. So after thinking for a while, he agreed to Zhang Rongzu's proposal.

"You are the vanguard, I will let Jiapu obey your command and lead two thousand-house Han troops off the horse and into the mountain, and follow him." Zhuoermahan called another Han army, Qianhu Jiapu, and ordered: "I will personally lead the remaining troops and horses to follow you. Once something happens, I will notice the traces of the Song army, and I will yell the roar and release the smoke as a letter, and I will come here immediately."

He called a Han army, Qianhu Jiao Yong, and said, "In addition, Jiao Yong led the Han army in the headquarters to ride horses across the outside of this mountain, and lay out more horses to guard against the Song army taking risks from the forest in the middle of the journey. In this way, defenses are set up inside and outside, even if the Song army has wings, they will shoot him down!"

After hearing this, everyone felt that this strategy was comprehensive, with pursuit, interception, and support. The Song army was like a turtle in a jar--it couldn't escape.

Zhang Rongzu then joined Jiapu and ordered all the Han troops of two thousand households to dismount, carry weapons, and go into the mountains to pursue their horses. Their horses were left to Jiao Yong on the periphery to take care of them.

Before leaving, Zhang Rongzu and Jiapu secretly sent people to travel, but instead of doing other things, they deliberately went back to Jianzhou, asking those who stayed there to pay attention to the robbery of large amounts of people and property, and not to lose them, and beware of the brigade being picked by peaches outside. After all, the war was in chaos, and the robbers were not at ease.

Similarly, Zhuormahan and others sent people to do the same thing. After so long entering Sichuan, several thousand households led by Zhuormahan won a large number of slaves, gold and silver. These were all private property to be brought back to the grassland to make a fortune. The gold was precious, but it could not be allowed to make any mistakes.

Everything was done, and a large group of people followed the way of the Song army in Hanzhou and drove into the mountains.

This mountain is the junction of hills and mountains in eastern Sichuan. The terrain gradually rises from the post road built against the mountain to the east. It starts with shallow mounds and then low hills. After more than ten miles, it is full of tall mountains.

The mountains are intersecting Tiefeng Mountain and Mengjiao Mountain. Although the continuous peaks are not as tall and steep as Xichuan, they are not much lower. Standing at the foot of the mountain, you must look up at the top of the mountain, but you can see white clouds swaying, trees are shady, water mist, and some stone mountains are towering into the clouds, like the flat ground, which looks very abrupt.

Between the mountains, there are ditches and valleys, narrow and long valleys, as deep as if they were chopped out by gods in the mountains, with streams and joyful streams. The valleys are often covered with grass and trees, with mixed roots. Many huge banyan trees formed by trees are settled in it. Once they go deeper, they are full of leaves on their heads, and they cannot even see the sky.

These places cannot be cultivated and no one lives in settlement. Apart from woodcutters and hunters, they are rarely visited and are far away from cities and towns. There are few villages distributed. Walking inside, there is nothing except hearing wild beasts running and insects chirping.

Wang Kui rushed to fleeing in such a mountain.

Because he was in a hurry to walk, he didn't even find the guide. A few mountain people had long been hid in deeper mountainous areas due to military disasters and could not find them even if they wanted to.

I could only rely on the sun to barely distinguish the direction, follow some bird paths that some mountain people walked out of the wild forest, and headed towards Hezhou.

The Mongolian Han army following them was much simpler.

More than a thousand people walked through the mountains, and a large number of traces would remain, just follow the footprints to chase them. Moreover, the Hanzhou soldiers walked by and invisibly opened up a road, and following them was much easier than opening the road in front.

So naturally, the distance between the Mongolian army and the Song army was slowly approaching. Looking down from the sky and enlarging the area, you will find that the two teams were moving quickly on a green green ground. The teams were pulling very long along the terrain, like two huge earthworms, squirming one in front and one behind, and behind them, a larger earthworm was chasing.

The pursuit of the Mongolian soldiers could not be concealed. Standing on any mountain, you could see a large group of Mongolian horses crawling at the bottom of the ditch in the distance. The Song army's actions were naturally clear and they were chasing them close. They could even stand on opposite peaks, across a mountain, staring at each other like they were facing each other.

Fortunately, the Song army had a difficult road and had a hard time. The Han army behind them were also unaccustomed to the mountain roads. Climbing up the hills was tormenting people by riding horses to fight. The Song army was composed of Sichuan people after all, and the mountain march was much more accustomed to the Han army that grew up in the northern plains.

More importantly, the Han soldiers were carrying a lot of things they had recently robbed from, and they didn't have time to put them in the rear. They were spoiled and were reluctant to throw them away. The thousand households did not order the soldiers to force them to abandon them, and they rushed to the road with these gold and silver things, which became even heavier and affected their speed.

So they chased for two days. Although the distance was shrinking, Zhang Rongzu's Han army never bit Wang Kui's tail. It was not until the third day that things turned around.

Because Wang Kui got lost.

He was fainted in this mountain, and the mountains and steep mountains were connected by line. Even if he stood at a high place, he could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north.

Now the food is over.
Chapter completed!