Kuoduan waited for Song Yichang to enter the city to persuade the soldiers and civilians of Huizhou to surrender, and pushed back the time for the general attack one day. But after waiting for a day, Song Yichang did not return. Instead, at the moment when night was about to fall, he discovered the abnormal movement of the Jin army in the city.

The Jin people quietly laid hundreds of soldiers from the city walls, hid in the woods in the north of the city, and quietly approached the Mongolian army camp in the northwest. Unfortunately, everything was seen clearly by the Mongolian whistle riders ambushed in the grass.

When they began to raid the Mongolian military camp while the night darkened, they were greeted by the long-awaited rain of arrows and the cavalry that suddenly emerged from the flanks. The night attack troops were immediately trapped in the desperate situation of fighting on three sides. Logically speaking, all night attack troops would flee in all directions when the night was dark and the vision was not good, in order to save their lives.

But these night attack soldiers were not at all. They continued to pounce on the Mongolian military camp like crazy. Everyone shouted and waved their weapons. In the dark, the Mongolian army could not use the precise shooting they were best at. They could not stop these night attack soldiers who were determined to die. The two armies fought on the periphery of the camp, but since the Mongolian army was ready, they had an overwhelming advantage in their military strength. In just a moment, these night attack Jin troops were all annihilated on the periphery of the Mongolian camp.

"Rats." Kuo Duan cursed: "Tomorrow, break the city, and there will be no one left!"

After pausing, he said, "After breaking the city, please pay attention to searching for Song Yichang's traces. This person is very important to the Khan, and he must save his life!"

Of course, this sentence is based on the fact that Song Yichang could still survive the bloody battle after the city was destroyed.

On the road leading to Lanzhou in Huizhou, several figures were running desperately. The hundreds of dead soldiers who attacked the Mongolian military camp at night had only one purpose, in order to conceal the real whereabouts of the group.

Here are the characters they deserve to protect with their lives.

It’s a pity that the Mongols are exploring horses everywhere here. Even in the deep twilight, there is no shortage of guards from the Mongolian army on the road.

Under the low starry sky, two cavalrymen suddenly jumped out of the grass on the side of the road and stopped in front of the running people.

One person asked in Chinese: "Who are you? Why do you still have to walk at night so late?"

The person in charge was the junior school of Guo Xiama's subordinates. He pretended to be a farmer? He stepped forward and said cautiously: "We are the people of Gujiazhuang, Shannan. My name is Jin Fu. I want to go to Shangluo Mountain to seek refuge in relatives and friends to avoid the disaster of war."

The two knights looked at each other, and one said, "We are under the command of Mr. Song Yichang, a Mongolian military planner. We travel from the south to the north of the city, just to find a way."

The two met the code words, and the confidant junior high school breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists and said, "I'll ask you two next."

He said that, he asked someone to come forward to him.

These two were originally spies from Jinghu who sneaked into the north of the Southern Dynasty, and were used as Song Yichang's confidants. Tonight, they received Song Yichang's secret order and only thought that they needed to welcome Marshal Guo in Huizhou City. They never thought of the two young children being carried by two big men.

One of them is a five-year-old boy, and the other is a three- or four-year-old girl. She has black eyes, curved eyebrows, and white skin, which is very cute.

The knight was stunned and asked, "What are these two children doing? Where is Marshal Guo?"

"Marson Guo will live and die with Huizhou City," the young school replied proudly: "If you can send these two children to Bi Zilun of the Southern Dynasty, it will be the greatest favor to Marshal Guo. This kind of virtue will be rewarded by the military and civilians of Huizhou in the next life."

The two knights whispered for a moment, turned around and said, "Since that's the case, let the child go on horseback and we will escort all the way to Jinghu."

The little school agreed, then gritted its teeth and said, "If we hurt two children during the journey, we will not let Song Yichang go even if we become ghosts."

The knight snorted, "Why is it so stolen? It is said that it was a safe escort. The hero said and whipped the horse. Could there be a place to deceive you? But where did Mr. Song Yichang go? Shouldn't he come with you?"

"You don't have to worry about this. When you safely escort your child away, Mr. Song will naturally be able to leave the city." The school clasped his fists and said, "Just say goodbye to you, and you need to teach Zheng Yunming of Jinghu that there are also good men who sacrifice their lives in Huizhou."

The two knights looked at the crowd and returned to the darkness, then looked back at the child behind the saddle behind him, and asked one of them, "You two always have a name. It's impossible for you to call you boys and girls all the way."

The five-year-old child shivered for a moment, staring at the tall stranger on the horse's back with black eyes tightly, and did not dare to speak. However, although the girl was young, she was a little calmer and said childishly: "His name is Brother Guo, and my name is Wang Maoer."

The knight couldn't help but be amused by her childishness: "Your name is really interesting. Okay, we still have a long way to go, and we are not comfortable at home on the way. If we have time to work hard and work, we'll endure it and wait until we reach the south."

Wang Maoer blinked with big black eyes: "What's good about the south?"

"There are many benefits in the south. The weather is warm, the products are abundant, and delicious food is everywhere." The knight's tone was not as gentle as a soldier: "But the best thing is that there will never be war in the south."

"This must be an unprecedentedly dangerous battle." The lights were high in the yamen of the Deputy Chief Executive Officer of Jinge. Under the darkening night, everyone under the Deputy Chief Executive Officer was still nervously preparing. When Zheng Yunming said this, the generals and his staff looked solemn, because they knew that the Lord General was telling the truth this time.

"The whistle cavalry saw the traces of the advance of the cavalry in the north of Dengzhou. There were at least 100,000 troops, and hundreds of thousands of war horses were even more than 100,000. It was very consistent with the secret report of the war situation issued by the court. In addition to the old friends we met last year, there were many new military flags. The Mongols obviously believed that this time they could capture the entire Jinghu area and prepare for the next step of crossing the river. So they came out in full swing, preparing to use the Taishan to suppress the top, first capture Xiangyang, and then go down the river to capture Jiangling."

Yang Hui's expression was not as relaxed as before: "This time, the Hu people's intelligence control before the battle was better than last year. Any detailed and hard detectives sent for investigation were harassed by the Red Army of the Detective Horses. Fortunately, our spies were equipped with war horses this time. If they were still using infantry reconnaissance like last year, it would be impossible for anyone to come back alive to report the news this time."

He poked Wang Deng next to him with his elbow: "How are the soldiers' emotions?"

Wang Deng also looked bad: "After the battle at Jiuchongyi, the soldiers not only did not build up their confidence, but everyone was amazed that the Mongolian soldiers with only hundreds of people had persisted in front of our army for so long. If the enemy really came to attack with a large army of 100,000, I really don't know how powerful it is. Everyone has seen that the soldiers in the barracks are now shrank their necks, looking nervous, and people are constantly going to the toilet. It is even more nervous than when they were on the battlefield at the beginning of last year."

"Yes," said Zheng Yunming: "I didn't expect that the Qiexue Army and our army would have such combat power in their battles. Fortunately, this time they didn't come all the Qiexue Army, otherwise it would be really scary."

Lu Xunzhi shouted: "So what? Even if the people who come are Qiexue, we will stop them from being under Xiangyang City. Behind are millions of people in Jinghu, our home for us to stay. No matter what kind of monster with three heads and six arms comes, we will never give up!"

Zheng Yunming smiled and said, "This is natural." He turned to Ma Guangzu, who looked relaxed in the lower right corner: "Staff Officer, how are you preparing for food, grass and weapons?"

Ma Guangzu is probably the one in the best mood at the moment. Under the guidance of Zheng Yunming's two basic policies of relying on the local government and mobilizing powerful people, the entire Jinghu area had already started to seize the crops before they were ripe. Now the food and population are evacuating to safe places. Zheng Yunming learned from the lesson that the copycat was not strong enough last year and sent soldiers to hire a large number of soldiers to build six large villages in the dangerous places of Jinghu. They are all easy to defend but difficult to attack. The government dispatched officers and soldiers to assist in the defense, and local tyrants such as Liu Tingmei and Song Weiting to cooperate with them. Some people say that this is a way to follow Wu Lin and Wu Jie's plan for the village in Shuzhong. For Zheng Yunming, what he learned may be the method of establishing a base behind enemy lines in the modern sense.

In short, before the Mongols had time to ravage the fields of Jinghu Lake, Ma Guangzu was overjoyed to see a large amount of food, and cattle, horses and people continued to pour into Xiangyang City. Although some people thought that it was unwise to squeeze in Xiangyang City to consume the food of the garrison in vain, Zheng Yunming insisted that Xiangyang City must be opened as a place for people to shelter.

"Their labor and labor taxes are to be paid by the state when the Tartars are invading. If they are kept out of the door at this time, what country is that?"

Ma Guangzu was also very calm about this: "Even if the number of people who took refuge is included, the food in the city is enough for three years, and the wells are kept in close care. If the Mongols plan to trap Xiangyang to death, they have made a mistake to pay attention."

He also said: "There are two million arrows in the city, thousands of armored collars, swords, spears, sticks, heavy axes and shields, and wooden rocks. The number of newly built crossbows has been put into storage, and the turrets used to install crossbows have been built. And,"

He said in a heavy tone: "We have produced enough firearms, cannons and various other types of gunpowder weapons to give the Mongols a profound lesson."
Chapter completed!