On the night when the Mongolian army was stationed, detailed information about this army was sent to Murong Fu's desk: the commander was Wu Lianghetai, the commander of Meng Ge's former Qing Xue army, 20,000 cavalry, 5,000 infantry, accompanying craftsmen slaves, etc. About ten thousand people...

Jingling City, City Lord's Mansion.

"What is the purpose of this Wulianghetai, or what are the Mongolians' plans?"

That night, Murong Fu summoned a group of major generals for a meeting.

Only by understanding the enemy's intentions first can the subsequent arrangements for the war be more effective.

"My lord, the main force of the Mongolian army that came here is only about 20,000 people. If they were not arrogant in thinking that they could capture Jingling with just these troops, this trip would probably be just a test, or used to hinder our army's actions. "

Shen Luoyan played the role of a think tank and strategist and analyzed the intentions of the Mongolian army.

"So what do the Mongols want to hinder us?"

Murong Fu sat on the main seat of the city lord.

There are two rows of wooden chairs below, one on the left and one on the left. Sitting there are the core of Murong Fu's subordinates.

"The information is limited and this cannot be known for the time being. However, based on the current situation, it should be speculated that it will cut off the possibility of our army going to rescue Xiangyang."

When Shen Luoyan spoke, her pretty and rosy face showed a serious and serious expression. After Mi Gong's defeat, she finally regained her composure at this moment.

Of course, Xu Ziling's companionship some time ago also contributed a lot. Shen Luoyan is smart and naturally understands in his heart that Ziling is willing to accompany him like this because of the Lord's many instructions, so he can't help but feel special for Murong Fu. I'm grateful, but I also secretly laugh at the other person's interest in matching people.

After listening to Shen Luoyan's analysis, Murong Fu's eyes lit up. He was indeed the think tank of the Wagang Army. He was able to deduce a possible conclusion based on limited information, and it seemed very reliable. What a talent!

"Okay, now that we know the purpose of Mongolia, I think they should focus on defense. There is a high probability that there will be no reinforcements to ambush this army in the future. Our Jingling City has just developed, and all walks of life have finally improved. Faced with this, Mongolian army, we need to give the people confidence so that they can stay with peace of mind and live a normal life, so we must give the Mongolian army a hard blow in this battle!"

Murong Fu looked around and set the tone for this battle.

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Late at night, approaching dawn, the gates of Jingling City were opened wide, and ten thousand cavalry came out in full force, their horses clamped and in the saddle, trying to stay hidden along the way.

With the unlimited supply of horses at Pegasus Ranch and a "training" general like Li Jing, it is not difficult to train a cavalryman.

Since it was certain that the Mongols only had this one man and horse, and there would be no ambush further to the west, this night attack was carried out without any scruples - even if the opponent had been prepared in advance, it didn't matter.

There is not much difference in the total strength of the two sides, and the advantage of taking the lead and BUFF is enough to achieve a reversal.

He was extremely confident in the formation and talent bonus effects of his generals. After all, he was a "Kangxi" man and had seen the level of Qing generals, which was much worse than their combination.

Murong Fu took the lead, smashing the road barrier with one shot at a distance of two hundred meters ahead of the army, and rushed into the Mongolian military camp. Before that, all the soldiers on sentry duty in sight had already been shot to death by him with one arrow.

Peng——

He took out the fire stick and threw it on top of the tent. Murong Fu's path turned into a path of flames.

Tufts of flames burned on the tent.

Before the fire expanded, the cavalry army behind them also rushed into the camp, roaring and crushing the Mongolian soldiers who had just rushed out of the tent...

How big can a military camp with 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers be? They were all killed in a moment.

The cavalry dispersed in the enemy camp. According to the plan, if the Mongolian army was unprepared, the cavalry would be divided into three groups to smash through the opponent! Li Jing, Wang Yuyan, and Shen Luoyan were the main generals, leading one each, and the deputy generals were Bao and Bao. Differently, Feng Ge et al.

Soon the three armies broke through the military camp, gathered outside the camp, and regrouped into a cavalry formation, waiting quietly.

This time, I didn't rush in again. The military camp was already full of flames and thick smoke.

Although they can continue to rush in and fight, the adverse effects of flames and smoke will also be the same on the Jingling army. If they rush in, they will inevitably be damaged. It is better to stop outside the camp and wait to see who wants to take the opportunity to escape. It is not too late to kill them. .

After waiting for a while, after killing a wave of nearly a thousand Mongolian troops, no one rushed out of the Mongolian military camp. The riots continued to calm down, and the fire gradually became smaller.

"It seems that we have underestimated Wu Lianghetai. This person is calm in the face of danger and stabilizes the chaotic army. He is a handsome man."

Murong Fu touched his chin and commented.

"My lord, although the enemy's army is showing a stable trend, if there is another wave of cavalry attacks, the enemy's army will explode! Li Jing, please lead us to fight."

Li Jing, who was dressed in armor and had a majestic body, bowed on his horse to ask for orders.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and shook his head: "No need, this battle has been won. At this moment, the enemy is ready. If they charge the camp again, they will have to pay a certain price. The enemy may even have laid an ambush, so that our army can reverse the victory." Defeat. There is no need to risk and waste the lives of our sons."

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and headed towards Jingling City.

The army behind them gradually started to move forward, slowly catching up behind them.

Wang Yuyan rode up to Murong Fu and said with regret: "Cousin, we can kill all the Mongolians, so it would be a pity to let them go like this."

In his words, he seemed to be trying to give some final persuasion.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, glanced at the other generals who were still far away, and transmitted the message into the secret passage: "Even if we can kill them all, what next? A group of more powerful Mongolian troops will come?"

"The Mongols are now focusing on Xiangyang. Don't hurt them by beating them. If you turn the army around and come to Jingling, it will be bad."

"Although Wu Liang Hetai was defeated this time, it will not hurt his muscles and bones. He will probably not ask for help from the Xiangyang Mongolian army out of concern for his face, but he will definitely not dare to force me Jingling too much. This will make Jing Ling The mausoleum is in the most favorable situation."

"Don't tell Li Jing and others about these considerations of mine. It would be better for them to be pure soldiers and not interfere in political affairs."

"Yeah!"

After hearing what her cousin said, Wang Yuyan's eyes suddenly widened and she nodded repeatedly.

After the Jingling army withdrew, the Mongolian army retreated ten miles overnight and rebuilt defenses. Only then did they start to take a serious look at Jingling.

On the second day, there was a burst of celebration in the city. With the Mongolian army retreating, Jingling City no longer felt so much pressure.

All walks of life reopened, and after a few days, Mongolia did not make any significant moves, and things returned to normal again.

In order to ensure the prosperity of business, Murong Fu sent an army of ten thousand people with foot and arrows to six or seven miles outside the city and found a high ground to set up camp, facing the Mongolian army from a distance.

The commander will be the always steady Deng Baichuan who was transferred from Shenhezhuang, and the deputy general Bao Tongtong will be in charge. In this way, the Mongolian army will never even think of approaching the city again, causing panic in the people in the city.

It is impossible to bypass this barracks. A "taunt" from Bao Bubu will firmly attract the passing Mongolian troops.

Before setting off, Bao BuTong even shouted tragically: "Master, the Mongolian army is really coming, you have to send troops to save me in time!"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Don't worry, Third Brother Bao. Jingling City is only a few miles away from where you camped. It will be here in a moment. You and Brother Deng won't be able to hold on for even half an hour, right?"

"How is that possible! Your third brother is also a man who has experienced hundreds of battles in the army. Now he has tens of thousands of elite soldiers. He can last for several days without any problem!"

Bao BuTong was relieved when he got the guarantee. He patted his chest and spoke with full confidence.

In the days that followed, the Mongolian army and the Jingling army gradually formed a tacit understanding. They would fight small battles every one or two days and stop it. Gradually, even the deaths no longer occurred, and the number of people sent each time became smaller and smaller.

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The leader of the Mongolian army, Wu Lianghetai, breathed a long sigh of relief. He was severely beaten on the first night, but now he has successfully completed the task and cut off the connection between Xiangyang and Jingling. It is a miracle.

The opponent did not have a large army to press the border, and he did not dare to ask for trouble. The shadow of the first night has not dissipated yet.

Jingling is naturally happy to continue to develop. Although it is disconnected from Xiangyang, it is not a bad thing. It can reduce the influence of the Southern Song Dynasty on this place. Over time, the people only know that there is a city lord but not the Southern Song Dynasty.

If the people in the Southern Song Dynasty could not be contacted for a long time, they would just give up.

Of course, the disconnection is only an apparent disconnection, meaning that large numbers of troops or merchants cannot move around, etc. Fei Ge's letters are not affected by this.

A few days later, Murong Fu suddenly discovered that the disconnection did not seem to be as good as imagined.

The Mongolian army was stationed in the west. Although there was no threat to Jingling, the merchants of the Southern Song Dynasty did not dare to transport large goods here for fear of being robbed by the Mongols!

This is a bit speechless. Without the big businessmen and the specialties of the Southern Song Dynasty, the development of Jingling was immediately affected.

To the south and east was Du Fuwei's territory, which plundered merchants more excessively than the Mongols, and merchants did not dare to go north from these two places.

When Murong Fu was thinking about how to let businessmen from the Southern Song Dynasty come over again, Lu Wende from Xiangyang sent a letter, asking him to come over when he was free and ask about important matters.

"this……"

Murong Fu was hesitant. There was only one master like him in Jingling City. If he left, if a great master came to sneak attack, wouldn't he kill everyone?

Of course, Grand Masters are all well-known masters. No matter where they go, they are watched and guarded by all major forces in advance. It is almost impossible for them to fall from the sky to a strange place, but there is an exception to everything.

Take the "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan for example! Very few people know his true face, and even fewer know his whereabouts.

He also had a history of sending his apprentices to raid, so how could Murong Fu dare to leave Jingling.

But Lu Wende received a letter, and he had to go.

After all, the other party treats Murong Fu well, and they are in the same camp. If they don't go, it will inevitably make people think too much. If someone in the Southern Song Dynasty took the wrong medicine and had to take back his Jingling City, the foundation for his legitimate rule would be gone.

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Chapter completed!