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Chapter 476

Fishing City, Ma Junzhai.

"puff."

With a soft sound, a lump of earth rose up on the ground, and then quietly broke open.

A Mongolian soldier poked his head out, looked around, and then retracted immediately.

"Song Jun was not prepared."

"Quick! Go up..."

He climbed out quickly.

On the left is the city wall that once made people despair, and he is already in the city.

Soon, another Meng soldier came out of the tunnel.

"Go up one by one, don't rush to act, gather first. If Song Jun finds out, shoot and kill them immediately." Zhang Yun ordered.

After that, he turned around and said, "Tell General Xi."

In the more than [-]-foot-long tunnel, the soldiers of the Mongolian army passed the news backwards, and finally passed it to Xi Yuanyong.

"Quick, tell Shi Shuai!"

After Xi Yuanyong ordered, he crawled forward step by step.

He is very brave, and his body is even stronger. It is very uncomfortable to be squeezed in the tunnel, but he is full of confidence for tonight.

Behind him, a sentry climbed down the cliff and ran to report to Shi Tianze.

"Shi Shuai, Song people didn't find out! General Zhang has entered the city, and General Xi is also preparing to enter the city..."

"it is good!"

Shi Tianze was overjoyed and began to give orders.

"Zhang Yun will open the Qisheng Gate, and Xi Yuanyong will attack Zhenxi Gate."

"Haha, Song Jun really didn't expect it!"

"Everyone, the only time to break the city is tonight. You must do your best to clear away the obstacles in front of you for the Great Khan to pacify the southeast!"

"Willing to die for the Great Khan!"

The generals were excited and led their troops one after another.

As a result, most of the Mongolian army began to gather quietly to the west and northwest of Diaoyu City...

~~
At the same time, some people quietly approached Shizishan.

Shizishan is located five miles east of Diaoyu City, on the bank of Jialing River.

Because Mengge's big tent is stationed on the top of the mountain, the whole mountain has been guarded by groups.

There is a bonfire in the camp. From a distance, the outline of the mountain is reflected in front of the river by the fire. The scenery is very beautiful.

But it was a night to kill.

……

The general of the Mongolian army who is in charge of guarding the mountain road tonight is called "Muhuali", which has the same name as Mu Huali, the general of Genghis Khan.

There are many people with the same name in Mongolia, but Muhuali is actually a party member.

His father's original name was "Qu Yide", who was a minister of Xixia. After he surrendered to Genghis Khan, he changed his Mongolian name to "Chahan".

Chahan gave his son a Mongolian name, and the family fully integrated into Mongolia.

There are thousands of households in Muhuali, and it seems that the general position is not high.

However, Mengge Suwei and Qi Xuejun Qianhu are completely different from other route troops. The general Marshal of the Han Army has to nod and bow in front of Muhua.

With such a high status, Mu Huali was still conscientious when he was the guard of Meng Ge.

Although it's hard work, but after one or two years of hard work, the future is boundless.

There is an example that can be referred to, who is also from the Great Khan Suwei... Wuliang Hetai.

Although Muhuali's family background is worse than that of Wuliang Hetai, but in the future, it must be more than Marshal Du and Marquis Wanhu.

He is not like Wu Liang Hetai who is arrogant and has bad luck.

Tonight Shi Tianze is raiding Diaoyu City, and there will be a good news soon, Mu Huali dare not relax, so he sits on the boulder on the mountain path, drinking wine and singing.

"The fierce tiger roars, the warrior swings his sword. Today is young, but tomorrow is old..."

The Mongolian singing is wafting, quite nice.

Suddenly, someone in the dark mountain road ahead sang loudly.

"Under the golden tent, the territory is vast. Why do we need to fight each other? Separately develop..."

This person obviously has no talent for singing, and he has a lot of tunes.

But his voice is still very young and pleasant, and the Mongolian words are correct and round, with a bold and unrestrained spirit.

Mu Huali laughed, stood up, and sang with the other party.

"The source of the Onan River is a holy spring. Our family is prosperous and our descendants will multiply!"

After singing a song, Mu Huali laughed.

He looked at the figure walking in the dark and asked, "Hahaha, which general is returning to the camp?"

"Son of Borhu, Bateer, Deputy Qianhu in the Tuluhua Army."

The other party's tone was full of pride, and he asked back: "Which general is guarding the camp?"

"Son of Chahan, in Muhuali, the guard of the Great Khan, and a thousand households of the cowardly Xue army."

"Is General Muhuali well?"

"well!"

"Are you in good health?"

"Kang Jian!" Mu Huali laughed again.

This is a greeting among Mongolian nobles, and it has not been heard for a while on this damn battlefield.

Every day, only those impatient generals are shouting "When will I be able to capture this mountain city cursed by the Longevity", which is annoying to death.

Battelle on the opposite side has come out of the darkness.

He is tall and handsome, with a full beard and two braids hanging from the helmet, with a strong prairie style.

"Unfortunately, I can't ask the general if the water and grass are plentiful and the livestock are fat this summer." Battelle said.

Muhuali likes this kind of greeting full of Mongolian customs.

After all, as a descendant of Dangxiang, no matter how much he is like a Mongolian, he is always a little unconfident in his bones.

"Although we are not on the grassland, I believe the livestock will be very fat this year. When the Great Khan plunders Lin'an's treasures and women, life will be happier!"

Mu Huali laughed loudly, and asked again: "Battle, why haven't I seen you before?"

"General Muhuali, have you forgotten me?!" Battelle was surprised, "Can't remember my name?"

To be honest, Borhu and Bateer are really the most common names in Mongolia.

In Mu Huali, who is Meng Ge's old guard, there are more than ten people named Bateer, but I really can't remember which one.

He had no choice but to throw the wine bag in his hand.

"Hahaha, so it's you, Battelle, I'll buy you a drink!"

Battelle took the wine bag and drank with his head raised.

Mu Huali said: "But the talisman still needs to be checked..."

"Don't dare to embarrass my brother Muhuali."

Battelle smiled, still holding the wine bag in one hand, and stretched the other hand into his bosom.

He took out a shiny golden amulet.

Mu Huali was stunned, a little surprised, and reached out to pick it up.

"Golden Tiger Talisman? My good friend, you said you are Qianhu..."

The next moment, the wine sac pierced his face!
"Oh!"

"puff!"

A dagger stabbed down and plunged into Mu Huali's throat, blood spurting wildly.

Until her death, Mu Huali still didn't understand what was going on.

Maybe you can go to Changshengtian and ask Wuliang Hetai how to become a famous general in the world from the Great Khan Suwei...

The Mongolian soldiers around were stunned for a moment, only to see that Battelle had pulled out his long sword from his waist.

The guards behind him also suddenly rushed like a tiger.

"kill!"

……

The nine-headed white banner was still fluttering in the night wind, full of majesty.

It symbolizes that the supreme Khan of the Mongolian Kingdom is stationing troops here.

Among them, the two nine-headed white banners standing in front of the golden tent on the mountainside guide the direction of the Song army who came to steal the camp tonight.

Wang Jian came out from the darkness with the saber in his hand.

He walked firmly, his steps were big and fast, and he had reached the gate of the camp in an instant.

Li Xia, who had just pretended to be "Battelle" cheated, was holding a long sword and killing people non-stop.

Li Xia didn't slash wildly with his sword, but walked calmly, and every time he stabbed with the sword, he could stab a Mongolian soldier's throat.

Wang Jian was different, he slashed wildly with the big knife in his hand, even killing a Meng pawn who hadn't reacted to the ground.Like gods and demons dancing wildly, opening and closing.

"Kill the Tartar Lord!"

Regardless of the soldiers behind him, Wang Jian took the lead and rushed directly to the Chinese army tent on the mountainside.

The 60-year-old man moved quickly, and there was no sign that he was seriously injured not long ago.

"Follow the general!"

Pang Shunzhong roared, and followed Wang Jian closely, helping him to kill the Mongolian army on both sides.

"Golden tent! Golden tent!"

"kill!"

"..."

It's not that Wang Jian is reckless and doesn't know how to command, but the most important thing about this kind of night attack is the word "fast".

The Mongolian army launched an offensive in the northwest of Diaoyu City tonight, and the cowardly Xue army of the old guard Meng Ge never thought that the Song army would appear here like a magical soldier.

So, in the beginning, it was when the Mongolian army was most chaotic.

It is also the only time that is fleeting.

Must hold on.

Only by taking the lead and taking the lead can Wang Jian get the Death Squad into the golden tent as quickly as possible...

~~
The shouts of killing quickly spread to the second line of defense on the hillside.

On the hillside, the general of the Qixue Army who was in charge of defending the second line of defense was named "A Ta Chi".

Atachi was taken aback.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" At the foot of the mountain, there were already Mongolian soldiers running towards this side.

"Speak clearly!" A Tachi roared, "Where did the enemy come from?!"

"what!"

Meng Zu, who was still running, was suddenly hit by a crossbow arrow at the knee bend, and fell to the ground, screaming.

Atachi didn't need to ask any more.

He has seen Song Jun rushing out of the darkness.

The leading general of the Song army held a big sword, and he was invincible.

I saw that he cut down with a knife, beheaded the soldier who reported the letter, and ran wildly to the camp on the hillside.

"Hurry up! Let..."

In the blink of an eye, more and more Song soldiers appeared in the night.

"Fire arrows!"

"E Xiu Te!"

Atachi didn't even understand what happened.

But these people came to assassinate the Great Khan, this is beyond doubt.

"Release the arrow! Release the arrow!"

A row of Mongolian soldiers hurriedly drew their bows and set up arrows, aiming at Song Jun.

The time they set up their arrows, Song Jun had rushed into the land half an arrow away from them.

"Puff puff……"

~~
Arrows rained down.

"Protect the general!" Pang Shunzhong yelled.

"Leave me alone! Kill Brother Meng!"

Facing the rain of arrows, Wang Jian kept walking, lowered his head, put his helmet in front of him, and continued to run wildly.

"Ding!"

"Ding ding ding ding..."

"Puff puff……"

When an arrow hit Wang Jian's helmet, he ignored it, not even looking at the soldiers who died behind him.

After only one round of arrow rain, he was already in front of the Mongolian army.

"Oh!"

Wang Jian jumped, smashed the fence, and rolled on the spot, knocking down several Mongolian soldiers.

Pang Shunzhong followed him closely. Seeing this, he swung his saber across his hand and killed the Meng soldiers who were attacking Wang Jian.

"Kill it!"

Every command of Wang Jian always pointed to the golden tent ahead, regardless of his own safety.

This formed a strong murderous aura.

Go ahead!

……

Most of the Qi Xuejun were Mongolian nobles and could not understand Chinese.

However, they could feel the terrifying murderous aura of this Song army.

Fighting, fighting is this kind of momentum.

The Mongolian army was unable to attack the city continuously, their morale was anxious, and they were suddenly attacked. This was the most panic moment.

Facing such a fierce general again, their movements became much slower.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Atachi was still screaming wildly, and ordered people to go up and kill Wang Jian.

However, Wang Jian used his life to boost morale, while Atachi relied on roaring, which was incomparable...

"Puff puff……"

In short combat, most of the dead were the Mongolian army.

Wang Jian didn't care how many Mongolian soldiers he killed, so he got up and rushed towards the golden tent.

Only those who dare to stop him will face his slashing sword.

……

If it is said that Wang Jian was like a rock when he was commanding on Diaoyu City, he is like a sharp arrow at this time.

The momentum is as fast as electricity, as fierce as thunder.

(End of this chapter)