end song

Chapter 482 Means
"No one in the world can defeat the Mongolian iron hoof."

Pu Yuangui stood on the top of the stone mountain, watching the scene of Shi Tianze fighting Zhang Jue, he couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

The reason why he chose to surrender was because Yang Dayuan and him were indifferent to the current situation.The conclusion is that with the strength of the Mongolian army, it is a foregone conclusion to destroy Shu and destroy Song.

Fortunately, although Meng Ge Da Khan is warlike and bloodthirsty, he is not like Wo Kuo Tai Khan who only knows how to slaughter captives.What he wants is rule, and the people of the Song Dynasty want to submit and pay tribute.

This also gave the Song people a chance to protect their family.

The Mongolian army is the strongest division, and can use scholars leniently. Mengge is indeed the master of talents and strategy.

Pu Yuangui was not without hesitation.A while ago, when Liu Yuanzhen, the son of Liu Heima, came to report the military situation, he met him secretly and brought a letter with him.

His son Pu Wei followed Li Xia to recover Chengdu.

In addition, the Mongolian army failed to attack Diaoyu City for a long time, which made Pu Yuangui want to spy on the situation and wanted to leave a way out... Until today, I saw the majesty of the Mongolian army in the field.

He suddenly understood that all the struggles of Song people were useless, and this retreat should not be left behind.

"The Great Mongol Kingdom will surely win!" Cheers suddenly sounded from around.

When Pu Yuangui came back to his senses, he saw that the black torrent of Mongolian cavalry on the battlefield broke through the two phalanxes of the Song army and charged towards Zhang Jue's central army.

Shi Tianze is about to win a big victory.

The Mongolian generals on Shizi Mountain had already seen this scene, and cheered thunderously.

"The Mongolian Kingdom will win!" Pu Yuangui shouted hastily.

He was also shocked by this momentum, and couldn't help being proud of Guishun Xiongzhu's choice.

What a hero in the world that the Great Khan can personally command the army and destroy the country with his troops? !

After following such a heroic lord, thinking back to the official family in Lin'an City who would only do nothing but steal peace, ah, the past is only shameful.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the big drum and the battle song of the Mongolian army shook the mountains.

This was a custom that existed long before Genghis Khan. The Mongolian army sacrificed first in every battle, and often played musical instruments in a row, followed by battle songs, and fought to the sound of drums.

"There is only one sun in the sky, and only one sweat on the ground!"

"For the glory of the Great Khan, beat the black yak leather war drum, ride a black fast horse, put on iron hard armor, pick up a scimitar and a sharp arrow, and go to the battlefield!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Draw the bow and shoot long, gallop all your life, rivers and mountains are the Khan's entire property..."

~~
Shi Tianze also heard the converging singing, cymbals, and drums coming from Shizi Mountain.

He knew that Da Khan was watching him.

Victory is at hand.

"charge!"

"For the glory of the Great Khan!"

The horseshoes were like thunder, and the Mongolian army rushed towards Zhang Jue's central army.

Nine armies and eight formations have broken two formations, and the Song army's defense line is broken in an instant.

Zhang Jue was still making the final struggle, commanding the Chinese army to line up to meet the onslaught of the Mongolian army.

The front line is like a flat boat swaying in the huge waves, precariously.

……

"Hold on!"

"Those who dare to retreat, beheaded!"

The flags of the Song army waved, and the war drums were completely covered by the Mongolian array music on Shizi Mountain.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Jue suddenly picked up his big axe and jumped off the battle platform.

His eyes were red, his elegance disappeared, and he strode towards the Mongolian army like Zhang Fei.

"Kill!"

The shadow slowly moved away from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

A ray of sunshine shines on the faces that have lost their vitality...

~~
Li Xia raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

In the sky, the dark cloud is drifting northward, and the clouds around the edge seem to be gradually dissipating.

What does this look like?

Li Xia is not an imaginative person, he just feels extremely tired...

But in front of him, there are still more and more Mongolian troops coming up.

There are fewer and fewer comrades in arms beside him.

Suddenly, only soldiers shouted in mourning.

"General Wang!"

"Brother Nie!"

"..."

Li Xia turned her head.

"Oh!"

The moment he was distracted, a scimitar struck, and he hastily blocked it with his sword, but he was knocked out by a general.

Li Xia was in pain, and got up again, only to hear a "clang", and Jing Ada had raised his spear to block him.

"puff……"

The tip of a scimitar pierced out of Jing Ada's back, and blood drenched Li Xia's face.

Li Xia hurriedly got up and went forward to kill.

"Ying... hero..."

The moment he stood up, he clearly heard Jing Ada's ravings.

This is the final fight.

Sudden……

"boom!"

Like a thunderbolt.

"Boom!"

The battle song of the Mongolian army stopped.

Between heaven and earth, only the rumbling sound echoed...

~~
"It's thundering?"

Shi Tianze thought to himself, turned his head to look, his face froze instantly.

Brother Zhao Pan and Wang Zhongchen also felt a slight shock under their feet, and turned their heads at the same time...

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were four more bangs.

On Shizi Mountain, the exclamation of the Mongolian army shook the mountain.

I saw that Shizishan was filled with fireworks, and the tall watchtower was shaking and slowly falling down.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

At the same time, there were several loud bangs, and a boulder on the top of the mountain crashed down and rolled down the hillside.

The black figures on the hillside scattered like dust that had been kicked up.

The high flag was fragile and fell down one after another.

"Bang!!"

The boulder slammed into the gentle place halfway up the mountain.

The two nine-pronged white banners swayed, and then smashed into the sky filled with dust and smoke.

gold account...

The golden account is gone!

"Ah! Ah!"

After seeing this scene, even Zhao Agepan, who was not on the Shizi Mountain, roared wildly.

He clenched his fists tightly, and blood poured into his head. He had to roar like this to dispel the shock brought by this scene.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions is still going on, and the entire stone mountain is shaking...

~~
"There is only one sun in the sky, and one sweat on the ground..."

The first explosion sounded, and the battle song of the Mongolian army was being sung for the third time.

Mengge Zhijiang Shusu Kuli was standing under the watchtower, singing along with the drums.

He didn't go up to the watchtower with Meng Ge.

Because you are still angry.

Shusuhuli hoped that Meng Ge could move the camp, but he didn't expect that the Song army would have a decisive battle today, and Meng Ge decided to watch the battle.

Khan wanted to go to the battle to boost morale, but Shusu Kuli couldn't find any reason to object. He had a bad face, and it was not suitable for him to watch the battle with Brother Meng.

On the watchtower, there are only Mengge, Moge, Bolicha and other Zongwangs.

Although Shusu Kuli didn't go up to the watchtower, he could still see the distant battlefield from the top of the mountain.

He saw the flag of the Song army crumbling; on the top of his head recently, the Mongolian army had climbed to the top of the mountain...

Suddenly, Shusu suddenly smelled a strange smell.

Turning his head, he saw a beautiful purple stone sandwiched between the stone crevices beside the watchtower, shining brightly in the sun.

"what is this?"

There was a flash of fire.

"boom!"

Shusuhuli was still walking towards the cracks in the stone, when he was suddenly pushed out by a huge force!
"Oh!"

The back armor hit the ground heavily, and he felt his eyes go dark.

"Boom! Boom..."

~~
"boom!"

Pu Yuangui, who was farther away from the watchtower, turned his head and fell to the ground.

There was a buzzing in his ears, but he couldn't hear a total of several ringings, he could only see the surrounding chaos, people stepping on people, and the scene was chaotic.

A shadow loomed over.

Pu Yuangui looked up, only to see that the watchtower was shaking and slowly falling down.

"what!"

He rolled over.

"Sweat! Sweat!"

In the flustered sight, there is actually General Meng who wants to hold the watchtower.

"boom!"

The stones on the top of the mountain shot out, knocking them down to the ground, hugging their heads and screaming.

"Longevity God!" Cries in Mongolian were everywhere...

Pu Yuangui didn't care about these, and staggered towards the south cliff.

Fires have ignited from all over the mountains and forests.

He turned around and ran towards the mountain road to the north.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The explosion didn't stop, I saw a huge boulder crashing down the mountain in front of us.

~~
Gula, the leader of the cowardly Xue army, is guarding the mountain road.

He saw with his own eyes that the gunpowder under the boulder was ignited, sparking fireworks, and then, the most violent explosion occurred.

The boulder was broken, shook, and fell...

"run!"

"Boom! Boom!" The sound of the impact was thrilling.

Seeing that the boulder was about to fall, Gu La jumped and fell down the hillside beside the mountain road.

The thorns cut his face, and he screamed in his ears.

With a painful groan, Gu La fell down the hillside.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the boulder had already fallen on the mountainside, and it was still covered with flesh and blood.

"Golden account... Where is the golden account?"

Gu La looked bewildered, and then found out with horror that the golden tent was flat under the boulder.

"This……"

He didn't know how to bear it all.

On the edge of the bushes in front, there was a flash of light, and a fire broke out on the ground, swallowing the trees and spreading rapidly.

Gula didn't think about putting out the fire. He looked towards the top of the mountain and thought...it's a good thing that Da Khan wasn't in the tent.

"Quick! Protect the sweat!"

"Protect the Great Khan!"

……

On Shizi Mountain, the watchtower crashed down.

"Bang!!"

Dust and smoke rose, sawdust flying.

(End of this chapter)