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Chapter 483 Destiny (addition 311 for the silver leader "niema")

On the top of the head, the Mongolian army who climbed up was killed.

The follow-up Mongolian army has stopped attacking.

Everyone was looking back at Shizishan.

Leaning on the sword, Li Xia raised her head with difficulty, panting continuously.

"Huh...huh..."

"General...we have become..." Jing Ada, who fell on the ground, grinned hard and muttered, "I am also...a hero..."

There was still blood flowing from his waist, and he was unable to get up to look at Shizishan.

"We are done." Panting, Li Xia fell to the ground and said, "You are all heroes... Someone will come to your hometown to roll your name, tell your deeds, mention your name, and then praise..."

At this point, Li Xia turned his head to look, and saw that Jing Ada's face was full of pride, but he had lost his breath.

Silent for a long time.

"You are heroes." He repeated.

For all this, too many people have been sacrificed.

"Feiyu."

Wang Jian, who was seriously injured on the ground, yelled with difficulty.

He raised his hand and took out a binocular from his pocket, and slowly put the binocular on his eyes with his injured hand.

Li Xia turned her head and looked at Wang Jian.

There was sadness in his eyes, but he smiled.

Wang Jian also tried his best to smile, and said, "If I survive...you can give me another one..."

The binocular in his hand was empty, and the two pieces of jade and amethyst inlaid with it were gone.

……

Not only the two pieces of jade and amethyst, but also the many pieces that Li Xia said "gifted by Mr. Jia" have all been used in this arrangement.

In addition to jade amethyst, they also used a lot of flint.

The day before yesterday when Li Xia and Nie Zhongyou were talking about "find something", they went to the gunpowder workshop in the city.

The gunpowder workshop is located on the rocky ground beside the Datian Lake. A craftsman inside used to repair the tomb, and told Li Xia why the ever-burning lamp in the tomb could never go out.

The craftsman took out a few pieces of layered flint... This kind of stone will rot when soaked in water, and it will spontaneously ignite quickly when the water dries up.

Put it in the tomb, when the tomb door is opened, the air will flow, and the flint will catch fire; when the tomb door is closed, the fire will be extinguished.That's why it's called Changming Lantern.

Last night, when Wang Jian attacked Meng Ge, Li Xia took these items to the top of the mountain to arrange them.

Jade and amethyst are used to gather light, and flint is laid underneath to ignite the fire.

Li Xia wanted to make sure that the gunpowder could still be ignited even if there was not enough sunlight.

At that time, all the Mongolian troops focused on guarding the golden tent.Although Li Xia and others pretended to be the Mongolian army, they were all unfamiliar faces, so they must not get close to Meng Ge, but it was very easy to reach the top of the mountain.

The watchtower and boulder on the top of the mountain are filled with gunpowder below;
Spread flint, kerosene, and hay on the mountain road;
There are also Mongolian army stables, granaries...

Among these arrangements, the most sure place for Meng Ge to go is the observation tower.

As long as the decisive battle starts where Shizishan can see it, Meng Ge will climb up to watch the battle.

This is why Zhang Jue led the troops to pursue Shi Tianze.

The Song army was not led to the predetermined battlefield by Shi Tianze.Instead, Meng Ge was led to the top of the mountain by Song Jun.

And a little bit of luck.

Today is sunny.

At dawn, Zhang Jue ordered to pursue after seeing the sun slowly rising in the east; Wang Jian ordered to go to the top of his head when he saw the ray of morning light.

And they themselves are also a ray of light sprinkled on the rivers and mountains of the Great Song Dynasty.

One ray can make the world bright...

~~
"If Brother Meng doesn't die, you and the five thousand soldiers will all become bait to be swallowed."

"I, Zhang Jue, would like to be this bait, and I believe that the general will not let five thousand soldiers die in vain!"

At this time, Zhang Jue suddenly recalled what Wang Jian said before he left.

He has seen the chaos on Shizi Mountain.

With sore eyes, he raised the big ax in his hand.

"Soldiers! The general has killed the Tartar Lord, and the enemy is at hand!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

No sound could cover Song Jun's cheers.

There was no battle song on Shizi Mountain, and the Mongolian army in front of the battlefield was silent.

The extremely exhausted Song Jun seemed to have inexhaustible strength in an instant, raised his spear, and rushed to kill.

~~
Fishing City, Dongxinmen.

"Already succeeded?"

When the explosion sounded, Zhao An on the top of the wall trembled and became excited.He turned around, looked at the Song army all over the city, and shouted: "The general has killed the Tartar master!"

"Wan Sheng!"

More than ten thousand soldiers and tens of thousands of people in the city cheered endlessly.

"Get out of the city! Annihilate the enemy!"

……

Little East Gate.

The gate of the city opened slowly, and Aji shouted: "Ma Junzhai, follow me!"

"Annihilate the enemy!"

Diaoyu City no longer has troops left behind.

Two red torrents rolled down the mountain path...

~~
"Ming Jin, return to camp to protect Da Khan!"

Shi Tianze looked at the Song army who had been killed from Diaoyu City, and had no intention of fighting again.

He knew very well that he had to retreat as soon as possible.

Otherwise, once there is bad news from Shizishan, it will be too late to withdraw troops.

During this period of time, Meng Ge personally conquered, completely suppressing his small thoughts with the supreme prestige of the sweat.But now, the emphasis is on preserving strength.

After all, he is the Marquis of the Han Army...

With the sound of gold ringing together, the generals shouted loudly: "Protect the Great Khan!"

The rain of arrows stopped, the horse was reined in, and it began to turn its head eastward.

~~
Head level.

Brother Zhao Pan was in a daze for a long time before looking up at the top of the mountain.

The Song army on the top of the mountain has less than 50 people left, and it can be wiped out in two more rounds of offensive.

But the Mongolian army has already retreated, and they are still concerned about what happened in the camp behind them.

"Kill it!" Elder Zhao Pan shouted, "Khan is fine, you just kill these..."

"Beautiful!"

The neighing of the horse interrupted Brother Zhao's order.

It was Wang Zhongchen who was leading the troops and galloping towards Shizishan.

With sharp eyes, he has already discovered that Diaoyu City is dispatching troops.

What's more, climbing the mountain wall and attacking the Song army is a life for a life.The soldiers were willing to go up before, because they were the Batu Lu army, and they could make great achievements in beheading Wang Jian.

Now we don't know what happened in the big camp, who is willing to work hard?In case of being blocked by Song Jun again...

These trade-offs flashed through his mind, and Wang Zhongchen planned to rescue him as quickly as possible.

"Follow me to protect Da Khan!"

As soon as the Han army withdrew, Zhao Agepan was in a dilemma.

He is different from Wang Zhongchen, he obeyed Mengge's death order and must annihilate this Song army.

Retreat at this time, if there is nothing wrong with Da Khan... No, Da Khan has the blessing of Changsheng Tian, ​​so nothing will happen to him.

"What are you looking at! Continue to attack the mountain!"

All the soldiers were unwilling.

After a while, the sweat on their bodies was cooled by the wind, and they only felt wet.

And the Han army withdrew.

"General! Surround this mountain, the Song people on the mountain can't escape, sweating profusely..."

Elder Zhao Pan was furious, and shouted: "Attack the mountain, what the Great Khan wants are the heads of these Song people!"

He has not yet seen that the Song army in Diaoyu City has come to kill him; he has not seen that Shi Tianze has withdrawn his army, and Zhang Jue is leading the army to cover up and kill him.

……

In the past 20 years, the Song Army has rarely defeated the Mongolian Army in field battles.

With 5000 people against 10 people.

Every soldier of the Song army who was running and fighting knew that this great victory was enough to make history famous, and they felt their blood surging and they were extremely excited.

Even so, they still underestimated the significance of this battle.

They didn't know that the collapse of the watchtower under Mengge's feet changed the historical course of the entire world...

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"Bang!!"

Dust rose.

The moment the watchtower hit the ground, dust sprinkled Pu Yuangui's face.

He narrowly escaped death, and rolled on the ground again. Looking around, he saw Zong Wang Bolicha fell heavily on the ground, his body in the helmet was bloody and bloody.

Miserable.

At this moment, Bolicha became the most respected person among the war dead since the Mongolian army entered Shu...for the time being.

Pu Yuangui moved his eyes slowly, and saw Zongwang Moge hugging the pillar, shaken by the violent vibration when he was hit on the ground by the watchtower, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

Moving his eyes again, Pu Yuangui felt that he was about to stop breathing.

Who was the one who fell in the dust and was bleeding from the seven orifices, if not Big Khan Mengge?
"Sweat profusely!"

"Sweat profusely!"

The generals howled wildly, and the ministers wept bitterly.

They never thought that the mighty Khan, who was as mighty as a god, would fall in front of them with such a face one day.

How to do?
"Please bring the shaman!"

"General Shusu Kuri! General Shusu Kuri... speak up!"

"Father!" Lai'a Bachi, who was next to the dead body in Shusu, was still crying, but when he turned his head to see this scene, he was shocked again.

"Father has returned to Changshengtian!" Lai Abachi shouted, "Quick! Save Da Khan!"

"Sweat!"

"Come on, General Abachi, come quickly..."

Lai Abachi burst into tears, rushed forward and dared not touch Brother Meng, turned to Brother Mo in desperation, and said in surprise: "Please be the king of the Zong..."

"Zong Wang...Zong Wang..."

Brother Mo reluctantly stood up, feeling his internal organs were boiling.

He is Tuo Lei's ninth son, Meng Ge's half brother.

Brother Mo is not like Kublai Khan, Xu Liewu, and Brother Aribu who have the same mother as Meng Ge, so his status is lower, but at this time he is the only one in the army who can call the shots.

He stretched out his trembling hand, but he didn't dare to touch Meng Ge.

He really can't afford to...

"Hurry up, call gold and withdraw troops!"

The voice became more anxious, and Brother Mo vomited another mouthful of blood, his face completely distorted.

"Everyone is not allowed to leave... Detain all those surrendered officials... We must not let the news spread..."

"Retreat, retreat to the other side of the river..."

(End of this chapter)