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Chapter 448
Qionglai, Guyi.

Since ancient times, Qionglai has been known as "the first state from the south of Tianfu".In recent years, there have been continuous wars in Mongolia and Song Dynasty, and this place has long been desolate.

There is no one in the four fields.

The Nanhe River in the north flows quietly, and the high mountains in the west are like high walls that soar into the sky.

An official road meanders from Xiling and reaches the Nanhe floating bridge.

Many camps were built around the dilapidated post house, and sacks were piled up into mountains.

Unicycles lined the outside of the camp.

One can tell at a glance that it is the place where the Song Army's grain and grass are piled up.

The Song army guarding the camp stood there, as if they were too tired to move around.

Suddenly, a loud roar broke the tranquility of the night.

"Enemy attack!"

The horn sounded suddenly, and Liu Heima's Mongolian army no longer sneaked quietly, and launched a charge without hesitation.

The horse picked up speed very quickly, and the sound of hoofbeats sounded, and it gradually became like thunder.

Arrows rained down, and after that, a black torrent crashed into the tent.

"Ignite! Kill!"

The fire started very quickly, and at one point, the fire dragon sprang up and rolled over, devouring the sacks and tents greedily, burning half of the sky red.

The night was dispelled, and the eyes were bright.

……

A Mongolian soldier named "Zalagafu" drove his horse into the camp.

He was under Niu Lin's command, and escaped from the killing array of the Song army when Niu Lin was defeated. Because he was familiar with the terrain, he was ordered to guide Liu Heima tonight.

He threw the torch with his left hand, swung the scimitar in his right hand, and chopped down a Song soldier who rushed out of the tent in panic.

"E Xiute..."

Zaraghav seemed to hear a familiar curse.

He froze for a moment, turned his head and looked around, and saw that Song Jun's resistance was not fierce.

All the Song soldiers running in the flames didn't have weapons or armor, they just ran around in a panic.

Zalagafu looked down, only to see the body of Song Bing who had been cut down by himself was still lying on the ground. It was true that he was wearing Song Jun's underwear, but the hair on his forehead had been shaved in half, clearly looking like a masked man. people.

"E Xiu Te!"

Zaragafu cursed loudly, pulled his horse and rushed to where Liu Heima was.

At this time, there were many shouts in Mongolian and Chinese in the camp.

"We are warriors under the command of Marshal Newell...captive warriors..."

Zaraghav was furious, thinking to himself that so many of these damned fellows had been captured.

Even if he couldn't die in battle with the commander-in-chief, couldn't he break out of the encirclement as soon as he did? !

The sound of beeping gold suddenly sounded.

There is no need for Zaragafu to report again, Liu Heima has already realized that something is wrong and ordered the withdrawal of troops.

"go!"

Zaragafu clamped his horse's belly, but was bumped by the cavalry rushing up from behind, and he took two steps back...

Sudden.

"call……"

The mountain wind blew, and there was a low but scary voice, and the sky brightened in the distance.

Its daybreak?
Zaraghav squinted his eyes and looked east.

He rubbed his eyes, then turned to the south again...

"It's fire! It's fire!"

"boom!"

Not only were there raging fires in the surrounding mountains and fields, but there was a sudden loud noise in the Song Army camp, and the flames soared into the sky.

It was a pile of burning sacks that suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

In a rage, the fire dragon rushed straight into the sky.

Zaraghav was petrified.

In his life, this was the first time he saw such a pillar of fire, which was more than ten feet high and had a terrifying momentum.

"Don't burn it! It's not food! It's not food..."

It was too late, the so-called "food and grass" of the Song army had been burning one after another, and the fire swept to the ground, igniting the weeds.

The wild grass was obviously splashed with fire oil, and the fire snake rushed quickly, wrapping the Mongolian army in it.

"what!"

Hearing the heart-piercing screams, Zaraghav suddenly shuddered.

There was a bugle sounding, but the screams were even louder, completely drowning out the sound of the bugle.

Zaragafu was not in the mood to listen to what orders Liu Heima was still giving.

Marshal Semu, who is more stupid than a cow or a horse, fell into the trap of the southerners.

"Buck!"

The reaction speed of the horse that Zaraghaf stepped on was much faster than him. After being frightened, it didn't wait for Zaragav to drive it away, and it ran eastward like a madman.

Along the way, there were all panicked soldiers, horses collided with each other, cursing, screaming, neighing... Finally, Zalagav ran out of the battlefield.

He broke out again and survived.

The wind blowing also carried choking smoke.

"Cough cough cough..."

But when he looked up, he saw that the fire from the east had surrounded him.

The frightened birds soared into the sky, the beasts wandered around, crackling, crackling...

"I can't make it through!"

As if yelling to the horse, as if telling his comrades behind him not to bump into him again, Zaraghav let out a loud roar, and quickly reined in his horse and headed north.

He knew that there was a river in the north, and only the river could save lives at this time.

While fleeing for his life, he took off the armor on his body, and Zaragafu turned his head to look at Liu Heima's command flag.

The flag had long been lost in the chaos.

But obviously, Liu Heima did not lead the troops to break through to the north.

Marshal Semu is just stupid, he doesn't even know where to run...

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, Zaragav gritted his teeth, and drove his horse quickly across the wall of fire.

"what!"

The blazing flames burned him, and his heart was pierced with pain.

But he had to rush over, or he would be smoked to death soon.

Finally, with a "plop", he jumped into the river with his horse.

There were more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers who rushed out of the flames at the same time, shouting one after another to vent their nervousness.

"E Xiu Te!"

Zaraghav swam in the scalding water, cursing loudly.

He escaped from the battlefield again...

"puff!"

Arrows shot down from the opposite bank, and one of the sharp arrows pierced Zaraghav's chest.

The blood swayed in the water, his body sank, floated up for a while, and drifted downstream silently...

~~
"Fire arrows!"

Yang Ben stood on the north bank of the South River with a stern expression on his face.

The fire on the other side made his eyes sour, but he kept staring at the fire, counting the number of soldiers who rushed out of the fire...

Yang Ben once said to Liu Jinsuo on Liangjiayan that "the killer move is not here", the real killer move is here, Guyi, the first post after leaving the Lingguan Road.

According to Li Xia's prediction, once the fake news is released, Liu Heima's grasp of the terrain is very likely to come here.

Even Liu Heima didn't count.There are three such ambush points on the North-South official road.

Those piled up sacks are not grain and grass, but gunpowder, kerosene, and dry wood.

The Qingfu Army escorted the captives for many days, not transporting food from Lingguan Road, but carrying fire starters from Chengdu to set up an ambush.

Finally, a big fire spread across the sky for more than ten miles, burning half of Qionglai red.

"Damn!" Liu Jinsuo led his troops to come from the ambush point in the north, and shouted wildly: "I said earlier that I would guard Qionglai, and you will guard Dayi instead. Sure enough, Meng Da came to attack Qionglai!"

At this time of year, Liu Jinsuo started to wear no clothes again. He was shirtless, and the tattoos on his body were glowing red under the light of the fire on the other side, adding to the beauty.

He approached Yang Ben, laughed again and asked: "Hahaha, now, the Tartar thief Liu Heima can't escape, right?!"

Yang Ben glanced at Liu Jinsuo, a little disgusted, and said: "It's hard to say, I haven't seen Liu Heima break out from this side yet. You see, there are only stragglers rushing out of Meng Da."

"Then he's too slow!"

Liu Jinsuo's voice was very loud, because the fire on the other side was too hot and the noise was too loud.

"There is only a river in the north. If he doesn't break out from here, where else can he go?!"

Yang Ben frowned and said, "Even you idiot Liu can think of it. It seems that Liu Heima will not break out from the north."

"Huh? Are you scolding me?!"

Yang Ben was thinking, too lazy to pay attention, and said to himself: "Liu Heima is a famous general, and he won't be captured easily, but where else can he break through? South?"

Liu Jinsuo strode forward and said, "Hey! Shall I push the reinforcements away?"

"No." Yang Ben said, "You lead troops to the south to reinforce Song He."

"I said Yang Choulian, are you stupid? I've said it all, only the north has a river."

"He is a famous general, it will not be so simple! Go!"

"No matter how famous you are, if you encounter fire, you can only fight it with water!"

"If Liu Heima doesn't move again, his entire army will be suffocated to death by the smoke. If he doesn't come now, he must have gone another way, understand?!"

Liu Jinsuo scratched his head and said, "It makes sense, you're right!"

Yang Ben was still a little uncertain, and murmured, "Do you know about Tian Ji's horse racing?"

"Huh?" Liu Jinsuo moved his ear closer and asked, "Frog kills horses? Vegetables?"

"Tian Ji horse racing! General Kong is a middle-grade horse, and he is a low-grade horse against Meng Da who attacked Chengdu; Alang is a high-grade horse, and he is going to attack Zhanlongshan camp. , led by Liu Heima himself..."

"Then how many horses are we waiting for?"

"Alang doesn't force us to kill Liu Heima, what do you think?"

"How can we not kill him?" Liu Jinsuo roared: "Whether he is a black horse or a white horse, whether he mounts or dismounts, grandpa will definitely stab him to death! What a dog, how dare he become a family with grandpa!"

"Then why don't you go to the south to support?!"

"it is good!"

Liu Jinsuo walked away with his gun in hand, and led the troops to bypass the fire from the east and go south to support.

Time passed little by little.

Fewer and fewer Mongolian stragglers broke out from the fire.

Finally, the movement in the fire became lighter and lighter.

Looking at the fire in front of him, Yang Ben became more and more sure that Liu Heima must either break out to the south, or he would be suffocated to death soon.

"Die, Liu Heima." He sneered and raised his head.

Sudden.

"Beautiful!"

Several fast horses rushed out of the fire and fell into the river.

The water splashed and made a "hissing" sound.

Yang Ben was taken aback, and turned his head to look, only to see countless figures emerging from the flames...

"Fire arrows!"

"what!"

Meng Zu's screams were earth-shattering, but they rushed into the river one by one and drifted downstream without counterattacking.

This is organized breakout.

Liu Heima actually gathered all the Mongolian soldiers in the fire, endured the smoke and fire, and waited until the Song army's defense relaxed before quickly breaking through.

Yang Ben's troops were insufficient, and Jian Yu couldn't kill them all.

"Fire arrows!"

"Cough cough cough..."

The sky is full of coughing, more and more Mongolian soldiers are dying in the river, but some people have started to swim east...

"Fire arrows!"

"General Bai, there are no more arrows..."

"Catch me along the river, never let Liu Heima go!"

Yang Ben roared, his face became more and more serious.

He really wanted to kill the famous general Liu Heima...

(End of this chapter)