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Chapter 486 Victory (adding updates to the leader "blackmoon413")
"Kill!"

When the sound of shouting "Khan" sounded from behind him, Meng Boyang turned his head and saw that the nine white banners had been erected again on the top of the mountain.

There is another figure under the big banner.

He knew that there was no need to withdraw troops.

When the sweat wakes up, it is like the song "Victory belongs to the sweat" in the Mongolian battle song.

Then, Shi Tianze's banner changed, and Meng Boyang stopped shrinking, but faced Zhang Jue.

"Reinforcements will arrive soon, defeat the Song army, and celebrate with wine and meat tonight."

Don't worry about anything else.

The battlefield was too small, and his cavalry was too densely packed to charge, but he still had the advantage of being commanding when straddling his horse.

Soon, the two sides clashed.

Meng Boyang took the lead, slashing fiercely with the machete, with momentum like a rainbow.

This is not only his aura, but also the aura that belongs to the Great Mongolian Kingdom behind him.

In contrast, Song Jun's momentum is obviously too weak...

"Oh!"

Meng Boyang knocked down a Song army, and the horses rushed into the Song army's formation.

The right wing of the Mongolian army has been fighting with the Song army.

~~
In the center of the battlefield, the banner of the chief general of the Song army was moving forward.

Li Xia strode forward, he saw Zhao An's hesitation, and understood that these generals still had scruples about Li Xia's command.

Then he would take the lead and prove that he didn't want to use the sacrifices of the soldiers to test whether Meng Ge was dead or not.

"The Mongolian army is bluffing, kill them, and the Song Dynasty will win!"

Han Zhongxian opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

"Those who dare to retreat will be cut off!"

Li Xia shouted loudly, and the man had already killed Mengzu.

Seeing him like this, Zhao An didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and finally led someone to kill him.

"Continue to kill the enemy!"

~~
Overlooking the entire battlefield, the entire front of the Song Army looked thin.

With the charge of the whole army, the conical formation has formed a "one".

However, the Mongolian army was densely packed and gradually wanted to surround them.

~~
Nie Zhongyou attacked the left wing of the Mongolian army.

He has a small number of troops, and he cooperated with Wang Yixin, Aji and other ministries, and at the beginning it was only to play a diversionary role.

But the battle suddenly became fierce, and their pressure was much greater.

With the sound of horseshoes, Nie Zhongyou looked to the east, and saw a large group of Mongolian cavalry in front of him making a detour, trying to outflank the Song army's rear.

"Stop them!"

Nie Zhongyou was injured today, although the wound was hastily bandaged, but when he moved a lot, the blood kept flowing out.

Lin Zi quickly pulled him.

"Brother, you command! Ma Jiu, let's go!"

The Song army's already thin front was stretched again, making it even thinner, and it was in danger of being broken by the Mongolian army at any time.

Lin Zi didn't understand the basis for Li Xia's "certain victory", but he trusted Li Xia and was determined to persevere.

"Don't be afraid, the Mongolian army is bluffing!"

"Their sweat is dying..."

Only Lin Zi, even in the most critical moment on the battlefield, always remembered Li Xia's orders.

He gradually discovered that after shouting these words, Meng Zuo on the opposite side would indeed appear a little hesitant.

It turned out that these people did not forget the movement when the watchtower fell.

"Ma Jiu! Let someone shout!"

……

"Quick! Let Ma Junzhai support!"

Nie Zhongyou continued to kill with the saber in hand, ignoring the wounds on his body.

Suddenly, he turned his head and saw another Mongolian and Han army coming to support him.

That banner is... Liu Yuan?
Nie Zhongyou was taken aback for a moment.

He knew Liu Yuan because the Suining Army had guarded Qingju City with Duan Yuanjian.

At that time, Duan Yuanjian was about to organize to resist the Mongolian army, but Liu Yuan beheaded Duan Yuanjian with a single knife, and offered the city to surrender.

The sky has eyes, let Nie Zhongyou meet Liu Yuan again on the battlefield, his anger welled up in his heart, and he rushed forward without hesitation...

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Shizishan camp.

Pu Yuangui walked out of the tent on the mountainside.

Originally, Zongwang Moge had already ordered these descendants to be guarded.

But after Mengge woke up, he ordered them to be let go, and still boldly appointed them, showing the courage of a hero.

For this reason, Liu Yuan, the surrendered general of Qingju City, asked for reinforcements.

But Pu Yuangui just stood there, looking at the battlefield below the mountain.

I saw that the "one" line of the Song Army was gradually surrounded by the Mongolian Army...

The Mongolian army is about to win again.

Pu Yuangui thought for a while, but turned around and went back to the tent.

"Pack up the books and letters, hurry up!"

~~
The sky will be dark, but there are still gold and iron horses on the battlefield, killing endlessly.

For Mongolia and Song, this was a battle that should have ended long ago.

Even Zhang Jue couldn't understand why Li Xia was sure to win.

Meng Ge's banner is still erected on the top of the mountain.Blowing down the watchtower seems to be in vain...

When he came back to his senses, he saw not far away that his clan brother Zhang Wan had fallen down.

"Zhang Wan!"

Zhang Jue let out a mournful roar, and threw the big ax out of his hand.

The big ax whirled around and smashed into the face of the masked general who killed Zhang Wan with a "poof", the blood spattered, it was extremely frightening...

~~
"Zhao Yi!"

Seeing the death of the lieutenant general, Meng Boyang was furious. He jumped up and slashed at Zhang Jue with the scimitar in his hand.

Zhang Jue lost his weapon, turned sideways in the confusion, and was stabbed in the shoulder.

"General!"

The soldiers of the Song army rushed forward, grabbed Zhang Jue back and retreated, causing chaos in the front line.

The morale inspired by Zhang Jue's example finally began to decline.

The disadvantage of the Song Army's numbers has begun to appear...

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"Go support the two wings!"

In the middle of the battlefield, Li Xia was killing the enemy while paying attention to the situation on the two wings.

He stabbed a Mongolian soldier to death with a sword, grabbed Zhao An and shouted loudly, then pushed Zhao An into the army with his hand.

Looking up again, Li Xia seemed relieved to see that the cowardly Xue army on Shizishan hadn't arrived at the battlefield yet.

But the situation is still getting worse.

Shi Tianze planned to encircle the Song army, and kept dispatching troops to the two wings, not only to attract the Song army's middle army to enlist, but also to weaken the Song army's formation.

He is indeed a veteran, although he has lost two games since last night.

So Li Xia resolutely gave up contact with the two wings, and after sending out reinforcements, he only led the Chinese army, which was not much in strength, to attack Shi Tianze's banner.

This style of play seems to have fallen into Shi Tianze's trap completely.

Shi Tianze was overjoyed, and immediately ordered to encircle the middle army of the Song army...

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"liquor!"

On the top of the stone mountain, Meng Ge suddenly stretched out a hand.

"Profuse sweat." Lai Abachi called in a low voice, trying to persuade him to say something.

However, Meng Ge did not let go of his hand.

Abachi had no choice but to take a wine bag and carefully put it into Mengge's hand.

He stood obliquely behind Meng Ge, looking around, he could see the profile of the sweat.

As the strong wine entered his throat, he saw a blush on Dahan's pale and bloodless face...

At this moment, Lai Abachi saw someone running up the hill quickly, hesitating and hawing.

"Sweaty..."

Meng Ge didn't look back.

Lai Abachi had no choice but to shout: "Say!"

"Khan, King Zong advises Khan...the pontoon bridge has been built, please Khan cross the river as soon as possible, without further delay..."

Meng Ge still didn't move.

The next moment, Lai Ah Ba stared with red eyes.

"puff!"

In sight, a sip of blood mixed with wine and blood spurted out of Meng Ge's mouth.

"Sweat profusely!"

"Sweat profusely!"

……

It's no use shouting anymore.

With a sound of "bang", the tall and burly body fell heavily to the ground.

When everyone's eyes fell, Meng Ge's eyes were wide open, and he was completely breathless.

Maybe this Mongolian Khan really thought that wine could cure all diseases; maybe he wanted to use wine to suppress the gushing in his chest...

In any case, Meng Ge couldn't cover the mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out from his internal organs.

A generation of Khans still had great ambitions before they died, supporting their seriously injured bodies to embolden the three armies.

However, life and death cannot be contested.

……

The battle song of the Mongolian army was still singing, and then it stopped abruptly.

"Only the land watered by blood will grow more lush green grass! It also belongs to..."

"Sweat profusely!"

……

The Mongolian generals on the top of the mountain are still thinking about how to cover up Meng Ge's death.

But the drums are here, and the drummer who turned his head stopped the drum in his hand.

Then, as soon as the battle song stopped, all the soldiers looked over.

The setting sun cast its last rays on the mountainside.

Meng Ge died before the afterglow faded away, in full view.

~~
"Only the land that has been watered by blood will grow more verdant green grass, which also belongs to the Great Khan."

The battle song has drifted from the sky and the earth.

The battle at the bottom of the mountain is still going on, but more and more Mongolian troops have realized that the Song army did it on purpose and came here by force, just to kill their sweat...

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"go!"

Pu Yuangui led his family and [-] soldiers, took advantage of the chaos of the Mongolian army in the camp, and walked out from the west of the Shizishan camp.

He was the closest to the collapsed watchtower, saw Meng Ge's injury with his own eyes, and was sure that the sweat would not be able to hold on.

The Tartars are ignorant and really think that wine can cure all diseases, which is ridiculous.Little did they know that only what Brother Mo said was correct, to detain the surrendered people and withdraw the troops as soon as possible...

It's a pity that delusion competes with heaven.

Pu Yuangui has already made a decision, he wants to take the escape path that Pu Wei has left for him.

All the way west, to Chengdu...

~~
On the right wing of the Mongolian army, Meng Boyang had a premonition immediately when he heard the battle song stop.

Da Khan was seriously injured!Obviously already guessed.

He rolled on the ground, dodged Song Jun's spears, and fled without looking back...

~~
On the left wing of the Mongolian army, Liu Yuan subconsciously turned his head to see what happened on the mountain, and a long knife had already been chopped down.

"Treason! Suffer death!"

With a "poof", it was as crisp as when Liu Yuan killed Duan Yuanjian with a single blow.

~~
Shi Tianze of the Mongolian army knew that if he withdrew, he would be defeated.

But if you don't withdraw, no one knows what will happen.The Great Khan has already fallen, and if King Zong falls again, the whole army may even be in danger of being wiped out.

"Withdraw! Withdraw..."

~~
The army was defeated like a mountain.

If we talk about the bombing of the mountain during the day, the Mongolian army is still afraid to confirm what happened to the sweat, it was only a small defeat, and they can still use the camp to hold their troops.

The battle before night fell was a real rout.

……

"Cover and kill! Exchange the Mongolian head for military merit..."

Li Xia was already bloody from the fight, and was still moving forward with his sword.

He had always been certain of winning this battle.

He is not only good at assassination, but has learned to form troops.

At the beginning of the war, when Shi Tianze's troops were tight, and Wang Zhongchen and the other Mongolian troops refused to step forward, Li Xia could see that Brother Meng must be seriously injured.

Only in this way, the Mongolian army can't wait to cross the Jialing River and move to camp.

Afterwards, Brother Meng appeared, and all the troops of the Mongolian army surrounded him... If you are not strong-willed, you may doubt your previous judgment.

But Li Xia won't.

If Meng Ge is fine, there is no need to besiege a mere [-] Song army with an army of [-].

At least the troops will be divided to take the Diaoyu City first to prevent the Song army from withdrawing.

Didn't you see that the cowardly Xue army was going to come from the mountain to support, but only the Han army actually went to the battlefield?
Sometimes, the fiercer the enemy, the more paper tiger.

The more you cover it up, the more it means that Meng Ge is seriously injured.

……

If Brother Meng died in Sichuan and Shu, but his army was able to cover up the news of his death and retreat calmly, then what would have changed?
Li Xia didn't know, but only knew that the Song Dynasty would still perish.

It is necessary to defeat the main force of the Mongolian army with real swords and guns on the frontal battlefield, behead and annihilate the enemy, and severely defeat its soldiers and horses.

That's one of the changes he's going to make outside of the original process... one of them.

　Thanks to the leader of "blackmoon413" for the reward, I added a new chapter to express my gratitude~~ The previous chapter said that I would post this chapter after I revised it, but I posted it late, sorry, I really need an hour to revise the manuscript.Today, an old friend gave a reward to the leader, adding changes in order, and then continuing to add changes to the Silver League. Thank you for your support.

　　
　
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