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Chapter 378 Pressure

Wanyan Chengsi didn't sleep very well this night.

Basically, I keep my eyes open and my eyes closed until dawn.

Because he knew the habits of the Mongols very well. These wolves from the grassland and desert were tough and rough. They could ride on horseback for several days and nights and still could wield their swords to kill the enemy. They would not eat, drink raw meat and drink blood as strong as savages. The desolate Gobi and the desert that did not grow grass could not stop them from conquering. How could they stop just night?

The Mongolian army's night attack tactics were used many times in the war to destroy the Jin Dynasty, and each time they achieved excellent results. Wanyan Chengsi had a deep understanding, so he did not dare to sleep soundly.

But one night passed and everything was safe.

Even the people who packed the bodies had never appeared. The dead people lying on the river beach were placed all over the ground, no one cared about it.

The sun rose, and the sun was noon. Wanyan Chengsi, who was chewing mixed cakes for breakfast, saw the appearance of a large group of people from afar from the light and shadow of the sun shining on the distant horizon.

Slowly, the shadows of men and horses occupied the entire field of view. They gathered together and formed a huge blanket covering the ground, crushing on the flat ground. The blanket moved on the ground, extremely wide, accompanied by long horns and low drums of war, flags fluttered, swords and guns, and iron armor shone brightly in the sun, and the eyes were striking.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The warning gong rang behind the wooden wall. The Jurchen soldiers resting behind the wall jumped up and hurriedly got on the wooden wall. Some people who were picking up spoils outside the wall rolled and crawled back, running back through a hole in the wooden wall.

Wanyan Chengsi swallowed the last bite of cake and stood onto the enemy building without even having enough water.

The enemy tower is three meters high and thick wood is built. Standing on it, you can look far without any obstacles. The surging crowd in the distance is like a surging black wave. Even the wide Han River next to it is much inferior to this crowd.

Wanyan Chengsi stood on the enemy building, with a calm face and squinted eyes, watching the crowd grow bigger and bigger, with a huge spear on the top, and the flagpole with countless horsehair tied below. The flagpole was extremely tall and grew much larger than the countless flags around. The spearhead was golden, like a three-strand fork, and a group of white flags surrounded it. From a distance, it seemed as conspicuous as everyone was holding.

Wanyan Chengsi recognized this strange flagpole as a star, which is called a star, and will be found in ordinary army commanders. However, this star is unique to Mongolia, and only aristocrats of the Mongolian sect are qualified to own it.

In other words, Kublai Khan is among the crowd.

Wanyan Chengsi's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, as if they were very sensitive to the rising sun, but the light emitted from the slit of his eyes became sharper, and the more he collapsed, his tighter and more exposed the tension, depression and joy of meeting his enemies.

Sect King, Mongolian Sect King, how long has it been since we met? Five years or ten years?

Wanyan Chengsi's hand was holding the thick railing of the enemy building, and his nails were deeply trapped in the wood fibers, making a crisp sound. The wood could not resist his strength, and was caught with fragments of wood chips and fell down in a mess.

Monk Wanyan Chen was defeated in Sanfeng Mountain and finally died in Junzhou. What he faced was Kublai's father Tolei. The young Wanyan Chengsi had seen Tolei's big banner on the battlefield. He was very familiar with it and would never forget it even if he died.

Tolei killed Monk Wanyan Chen.

Now that Tolei is dead, his son Kublai is here again.

Wanyan Chengsi almost had the desire to fight for his life. He wanted to jump on a horse, pick up the bow and lead the sword, and break into the army to take Kublai Khan's life.

The hatred of killing your father and the hatred of destroying your country, and the real man is roaming the world, how can he tolerate it?

He glanced at the bottom of the enemy building and saw a group of black-armored heavy infantrymen who were arranged indifferently.

The long swords they held were more than one person tall.

Wanyan Chengsi's angry mood was as if he was poured by a basin of cold water, and he calmed down in an instant.

He suddenly remembered Changsun Hong's words.

"Everything has something to do and what not to do, you have to use your brain to do whatever you do."

"If you want to take revenge, you can kill me to Helin, dig Temujin's grave, knock out his bones, grind them under your father's tombstone, instead of dying with the enemy somewhere here."

"Kill the enemy and get yourself in, that's a reckless man. A real hero will regard his life as more valuable than the enemy."

Words are still in my ears.

Wanyan Chengsi's face slowly calmed down, and the color of the redness of pig liver returned to its usual color. He blinked and soon began to order.

"Quickly, bring all the arrows up!"

"Where is gunpowder, where is the gunpowder? Are there some more? Build under the wooden wall!"

Then, he called a few smart people and asked them to take a detour from the mountain to inform Changsun Hong of the arrival of the Mongolian army.

These things are very busy, and the wooden wall suddenly boils behind the wooden wall, and everyone is moving.

Wanyan Chengsi looked up at the mountains in the distance. The Daba Mountains were as quiet as it was, and the greenery was still there. The war at the foot of the mountain seemed to have no effect on the mountain. The quiet Ji River meandered out of the mountains, gurgling and clear. The river water took away the bloody smell of the previous day, bringing the freshness and naturalness of the mountains to the riverside again.

The Changsun Ghost King is probably in some place in this mountain.

Wanyan Chengsi looked at the mountain, and the mountain looked at him silently. There was no abnormal movement on the mountain, with birds flying and mottled trees.

I hope that the ghost king's plan will succeed. Wanyan Chengsi took his eyes off the mountain, looked at the crowd that had stopped about three miles outside the wooden wall, snorted gently, and went downstairs to the building.

In fact, Kublai Khan had just been staring at Wanyan Chengsi. The enemy building was too conspicuous on the vast and flat ground, and it was difficult not to pay attention.

Under the mighty big flag, Kublai Khan was wearing a helmet and armor, wearing a battle robe with iron leaves, and stood up in front of the formation under the escort of a group of personal soldiers, looking at the wooden wall opposite from afar.

"There is a mountain on the left, a river on the right, and a small river on the front, so although this place is wide, it is an excellent place to build a pass to defend against the enemy. Although the wooden walls are simple, they can be blocked with the dangerous river channels. Liu Yi, you attacked urgently yesterday, without preparation, and it is not unfair not to take it down."

After watching for a while, Kublai Khan raised his whip lightly and expressed his thoughts to the enemy building opposite him.

Liu Heima looked ashamed and said nodded.

Kublai Khan's words sounded unreproachful, but they were as harsh as a knife in Liu Yi's ears.

I was stunned by explosives yesterday and didn't look carefully. When I looked at it again today, I found that although the wooden walls opposite Jishui were neat, they were really unbearable compared to the walls of Xunzhou and other counties passing along the way. Those county towns were at least earth walls, tall and thick, and where could they compare to the wooden walls?

Even the county towns could be conquered, but they broke their troops in front of a wooden wall. Liu Heima felt too embarrassed.

So he clasped his fists and bowed his head and asked: "Your Highness, let me drive my subordinates to attack again. If you can't defeat them again today, please ask me with my head!"
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