In addition to the necessary stays, all the defenders of Ezhou have lined up outside the West Gate to welcome the arrival of the supervisor. Zheng Yunming did not want to "come" these soldiers who have escaped for a lifetime in a hundred battles. In his opinion, this heroic city and his guardians are the real heroes of this magnificent battle. Without the gritting teeth of tens of thousands of soldiers in Ezhou, there would be no subsequent battle actions that would have been launched one after another, let alone a surprise attack.

The way of suddenly severing the traffic of the Mongolian army on the river surface. It was the military and civilians in Ezhou who worked together to defend and always firmly pulled the main force of the Mongolian army on the periphery of Ezhou, so that they could not concentrate their absolute superior forces to launch a decisive battle with the large army that came to the Song Dynasty. Because the threat from Ezhou always existed, the Mongolian army prepared in advance made the strategy of siege and aid that had been launched in advance. It was also a big miracle.

But what price did such a miracle pay? Zheng Yunming clearly saw that there were more than 40,000 elite soldiers who rushed to Ezhou and Ezhou before the war. Now less than one-third of them were lined up outside the city for inspection. They were all covered in white cloth, some were holding wooden sticks, and some were hanging their arms with suspenders. There were probably no more than 5,000 soldiers who could fight. In fact, the soldiers were all covered in blood, and it was difficult to tell who was injured. It seemed that the people standing here were like lonely ghosts who had just crawled back to the world from hell.

Chen Guang and Wei Sheng stood in front of the team, and the armor of both of them was broken. The ceremonial guards that the governor should have been equipped with had long been gone. Only Wei Sheng's left hand, which was not injured, firmly held the flag that had become a little black due to blood.

Zheng Yunming turned over and dismounted, slowly walked towards the two of them, and bowed deeply to them.

"The whole country of the Song Dynasty is all due to you and the two of you!" Although it was just a simple sentence, the entire Song Dynasty knew that he had never said this from Xianggong Zheng. Of course, even if someone makes greater contributions in the future, it would probably be difficult to get such praise again.

Chen Guang suddenly burst into tears. The crying was so loud that the women and children who were hiding from war in the inner city could hear it clearly. They didn't understand why the general who was calm and calm in the attack of the Mongols' scattered cannon stones that shook the sky and the earth, cried as sad as a child at this time?

But soon, thousands of men who were struggling back from the line of life and death, who were standing behind Chen Guang, began to cry loudly. The crying sounded like a landslide and tsunami that washed away the anxiety and despair for dozens of days. Amid the shocking cry, Chen Guang's loud response sounded: "The whole country and the prime minister are all given the order!"

Among the crying sounds, only Wei Sheng had a stern face, and his eyes were as usual under the black and red stains. Li Tingzhi smiled and said, "Of the hundreds of thousands of people in Ezhou, only Wei Laohu is not afraid of death?"

Wei Sheng said expressionlessly: "When I went to war, my husband said that reinforcements arrived sooner or later, but before the city of Ezhou was destroyed, my husband believed everything since he led his troops. What am I afraid of!"

Zheng Yunming snorted, then asked in a deep voice: "Is this only one left of your subordinates?"

He naturally felt like a heart-digging pain. For twenty years, he had trained several armies, but in the end what he really trusted was Han Feng's cavalry and Wei Sheng's infantry. Next, he would have to fight a real decisive battle with the Mongols on the vast Central Plains, but at this time he had no tiger infantry to use. As the saying goes, a real enemy treats elite soldiers as much as he treats his own flesh and blood. In order to win this battle with life and death, he had to cut his flesh and blood and sacrifice. However, Zheng Yunming really saw that the tiger infantry he used to attack was only a little force left, so he couldn't help but be moved.

Wei Sheng replied casually: "The brothers who can walk on the road are all out of the city to find a bargain to kill the enemy. This is a great situation. Who would be willing to sit in the city and stare blankly?"

Zheng Yunming was surprised. He thought Wei Sheng had reached the end of his life, but Wei Sheng still had the strength to open the city to chase the enemy. But he smiled and said, "What the Prime Minister said is that even when it is at its most critical moment, don't let yourself fall into a state of no way. The contact surface between the inner city of Ezhou and the enemy is narrow, so each unit is formed into a small army and takes turns to fight the enemy. Although it cannot annihilate the enemy in large numbers, it can delay time and allow each unit to rest. When the Mongolian army broke through the inner city, each unit did have physical limits. But it was not exhausted, because my husband said that those who use military force were the best to win with the right time and place, and then the military revolution, and then the physical strength was the worst. Although the enemy was thriving today, it was not really enough to force me to fill it with human life."

Zheng Yunming did not praise him. He no longer needed to praise this confidant general who had been with him since he was a teenager. Over the past twenty years, the four young generals under him have grown up rapidly and become the pillar ministers on which the Song Dynasty relies on. In the more grand war that is about to begin, he needs the wisdom of Wei Sheng more, rather than a brave conflict.

Suddenly, a fast horse ran towards him from afar, and came to Zheng Yunming to dismount and reported: "The King of the Duke has surrounded Zhang Rou in the Curtain Ferry, asking you to inquire whether to capture and kill this thief!"

Zheng Yunming laughed and said loudly: "I am so old that I still don't change my temper of seeking credit and reward. Could it be that I didn't witness the scene of the Hunan Army soldiers fighting bravely against the thieves? Without a few words of praise, Prince Qiu wouldn't fight? Let him capture this thief quickly!"

As soon as he said that, he immediately hesitated again and shouted, "Let's wait, wait for me to go to the line."

On the shore of the Qianyi Crossing, hundreds of remaining Mongolian troops descended from Malay to form a tight circular defense line, each holding up iron shields, and forming a shield wall on one side. In this era, the shield wall formed in dense formations was no longer useful in front of the artillery, but before the artillery came up, they could still build a temporary defense belt with firm discipline and the weight gained in their hands.

When they saw the Qingluo umbrella slump slowly approaching, although they knew they would die, they decided to die for the sake of the kindness of thousands of households. The Qingluo umbrella slump was also panicked. For twenty years, the Qingluo umbrella slump was like the nine big worms on the opposite side. The enemy army collapsed wherever they went, and everyone was robbed. They had already planted the seed of fear in the entire Mongolian army. This unprecedented defeat only made the seed take root and sprout more quickly, becoming an eternal shadow in the hearts of millions of Mongolian soldiers and civilians.

In the blink of an eye, Qingluo umbrella arrived at the front line. Zheng Yunming, the supervisor of the umbrella, shouted loudly: "Zhang Degang! You are already a rat in the cage, and you will immediately abandon your armor and surrender! I think you are brave enough to fight, and you will immediately abandon your darkness and turn to the light. I will not be punished! If you resist the army with a strong and tenacious resistance, you will be powdered in a blink of an eye! Don't hesitate and quickly put down your weapons and surrender!"

Xu Yuanjie was shocked. When he saw Zheng Yunming persuaded surrender, he always spoke humbly and calmly. In addition to citing scriptures, he forced people with general trends and never forced them with words. However, he did not expect that Zheng Yunming would have such a fiercely forced submission.

Zhang Rou gritted her teeth and refused to answer, turned her head to look at the river. The ship carrying his son Zhang Hongfan and dozens of soldiers had probably arrived at the north shore at this time. When he ordered Zhang Hongfan to board the ship to retreat, the child would rather die than board the ship, and he must stay and live and die with his father and commander. It was Guan Jun He Boxiang who knocked him out and carried him onto the ship. Since the ending of the annihilation of the troops of Wanhu, Yizhou, was inevitable, so as to leave some seeds for this steel army. As long as the Mongolian is still there, as long as the Zhang family is still the master of the fief of Yanjing, Hebei, he will be able to rebuild the army sooner or later.

As for Zheng Yunming's persuasion to surrender? Zhang Rou sneered and shouted loudly: "We have been in the south of the Yangtze River for ten years. Don't talk about military soldiers. Even if we kill women and children, we can kill enough. Zheng Yunming! How many elderly, weak women and children in the territory you are under your jurisdiction died because of you? Can such military achievements be called famous generals throughout the ages!"

He was deliberately angering Zheng Yunming. As soon as this said, the Song army was in an uproar. Prince Qiu's face was as deep as water and shouted loudly: "Have you heard Zhang Rou's words just now! If you hear them, you will tear him to pieces!"

"Slow down." Zheng Yunming raised his hand to stop Wang Ziqiu's rage, raised his voice and shouted at the opposite side: "Zhang Degang, there is no need to provoke me with words! You can rest assured that our army is based on benevolence and righteousness. When the Northern Expedition is under the control of the Northern Expedition, we will never poison innocent women and children!"

He waved his hand gently and ordered: "Architecture Team, send Zhang Wanhu on the road!"

Wang Ziqiu responded loudly, turned over and dismounted, grabbed a tiger-jue cannon in three or two steps, reached out and gestured for a distance, shouting: "Before the enemy! Seventy steps! No. 3 shotgun, loading!" The Dutong said that it was the order of the entire army. Dozens of Tiger-jue cannons occupying the firing position each quickly filled a large bag of gunpowder into the cannon's chamber, then poured it into the shotgun, compacted it with iron rods, the launcher struggled to fill the lead into the fire door, and raised his head and waited for the Dutong's final order.

Wang Ziqiu looked up at the hundreds of soldiers opposite him. Although he was facing the last moment, everyone was calm and quiet, without any sign of panic or fear. Even if it was an enemy, Wang Ziqiu couldn't help but praise him. Only such an army can be called a strong enemy who had fought hard for twenty years. He raised his right arm, waved it hard, and shouted.

"Open fire!"
Chapter completed!