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Chapter 488 Slander
"Let the Great Khan cross the river!"

Lai Abachi led the last group of soldiers and horses, and carried Mengge's body to the riverside.

He had cremated his father Shusu Khuli, and the ashes were scattered on the mountains and rivers.

The reason why Lai Abachi made this choice was because he was in Sichuan and Sichuan and was deeply involved in the war.

However, cremation is a custom that only existed in the years since Tubo Buddhism was introduced to Mongolia.

If you think about this matter carefully... Lai Abachi, who is Mengge's guard and in charge of Mengge's meals, and Kublai Khan, who has received the empowerment of his master Phagspa, both believe in Tibetan Buddhism?

Of course, at this time, no one is delving into these.

Lai Abachi dared to cremate his father, but he did not dare to despise the body of the Great Khan.

The honorable Khan must be brought back to the Mobei Grassland for a sky burial.

"Whoever dares to block the way, kill!"

Without hesitation, this cowardly Xue army raised its sword and slashed at the congested Mongolian army in front, guarding Da Khan and his important ministers and slowly moving towards the pontoon bridge.

"Calm down!" A Mongolian general shouted.

This person's name is "Sa Cha", and he is also a coward of the Xue army. At this time, he saw the Mongolian army gathering at the riverside to kill each other, and finally decided to do something.

Sacha believes that the current situation should not be like this.

He thought very simply, as long as the Mongolian army can calm down, they can completely defeat the Song army in turn.

He broke away from Abachi's team and shouted: "Warriors of the Great Mongolia! We still have at least 2 people by the river, can we let the cowardly Song people chase us and kill us?!"

Lai Abachi was furious and shouted, "Sacha! Come back to me!"

Sacha didn't answer, holding the scimitar high, still trying to organize an effective defense.

"Warriors! Follow me to kill the enemy..."

"Let's go!" Lai Abachi hurriedly ordered, "Hurry up and cross the river!"

……

On Shizi Mountain, Li Xia had already noticed Sa Cha.

He will never allow any Mongolian general to try to organize an effective counterattack.

"did you find it?!"

"found it!"

Lin Zi was digging a hole on the ground, and dug out more than a dozen fireballs that had not been ignited.

Li Xia raised her hand and pointed, "Don't destroy the pontoon bridge, let them squeeze."

"understand!"

Lin Zi followed his fingertips and looked down the mountain. In the night, he could only see that there were General Meng who wanted to gather the team by the river.

"Brothers! Give me enough strength! Throw the hell out of me!"

"Fire!"

"Tartars! Grandpa rewards you..."

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"go!"

Lai Abachi yelled endlessly, desperately leading people forward to kill.

Every time their scimitars slashed, it was their comrades who were beheaded.

And the Mongolian army who watched them kill them completely lost their minds, roared and raised their knives to kill others...

A mess.

Sa Cha calmed down more than a hundred Mongolian troops, and seemed to be one step closer to turning the tide.

"What are you afraid of? Song Jun?! Did you really see Song Jun?! How many people are killing people..."

"boom!"

The fireball of porcelain caltrops exploded at the foot of the mountain not far from him, and pieces of iron splashed.

Just this one moment completely shattered Sacha's naive thoughts.

War is definitely not what he thought, as long as there are more troops and stronger combat power.

No one can calm these chaotic people down.

reason?

What Song Jun has to do is never let them have a semblance of reason...

The war horse hissed sadly, Sacha had been knocked off the horse before falling to the ground, and had already been trampled heavily.

He still couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

It is impossible for the invincible warriors of the Mongolian Kingdom to be like this...

"what!"

Blood splashed Sacha's face.

It was a crazy Mengzu who slashed and killed the people in front in order to go to the pontoon bridge.

"Calm down!" Sacha urged.

The horseshoe stepped heavily!

Another point of reason was crushed.

"Beautiful!"

It seemed that even the war horses mocked Sacha's overreaching.

Unless Meng Ge is resurrected, and then sheds a thousand zhangs of light to make these Mongolian soldiers worship.Otherwise, no one can eliminate their madness.

The panicked broken soldiers were still howling and rushing to kill, and anyone who wanted to survive could only squeeze towards the pontoon bridge.

This is the only way to survive.

Only by swinging the scimitar and killing his comrades can he squeeze to the front.

It was no longer Song Jun who was chasing them, but terror.

Countless people were pushed into the raging Jialing River.

The river was dyed red, and the floating corpse cut off the river flow...

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"Cross the river!"

Lai Abachi finally reached the riverside, and quickly ordered people to escort the body of the sweat to the pontoon bridge.

The cowardly Xue army under his command was cold-blooded enough, and he always cut towards his own people without hesitation, and only then opened a bloody path out of the chaos.

Lai Abachi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to drive his horse away.

Suddenly, a cry in Mongolian came from the night wind.

"It was Kublai Khan who poisoned the Khan to death!"

For a split second, Lai Abachi felt that the world was silent.

He couldn't hear those screams and screams at all.

"It was Kublai Khan who poisoned the Great Khan..."

The man was still shouting.

Apparently, the team guarding the Great Khan and important ministers attracted the attention of those who cared, and the other party shouted for them.

"It's Kublai Khan..."

Lai Abachi was furious, turned his head, and scanned the crowd behind him fiercely.

In the darkness of night, only scimitars dancing wildly, horses neighing, a scene of purgatory on earth, and those few people who uttered wild words could not be found.

"General! Let's go!"

"Let's go..."

Lai Abachi drove his horse onto the pontoon bridge and rushed forward.

His mind was in a mess, thinking a lot at this moment.

The last wine that Da Khan drank must be non-toxic... He handed it over with his own hands, and he was very sure that it was not poisonous.

But how to prove it?
Examine the body of the sweat?impossible.

Or... wait until they reach the other side and order people to push all those people off the pontoon bridge?

No, this is crazy.

Lai Abachi shook his head, turned his head again, and looked at Shizishan.

He seemed to want to see clearly who was slandering Monan King...

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Li Xia was still standing on Shizishan.

If it was daytime at this time, he could see an extremely spectacular scene.It's a pity that the night has reduced the magnificence and added countless tragedies, which is more like hell.

Li Xia's mind has turned away from the hell in front of him.

He waited for a long time, and finally a group of Song soldiers came forward with a few Mongols escorted by them.

Before the person came near, the call in Mongolian language had already sounded.

"We yelled! We agreed to let us go back to the grassland as long as we yelled..."

Li Xia gave an order in Chinese.

"Kill it, throw the body down the mountain."

"puff……"

Li Xia looked at the corpses rolling down the cliff, and then he muttered to himself in Mongolian.

"Brother Ali, congratulations, you have my support, you are welcome."

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Zhang Jue walked up to the top of the mountain and dropped the big ax in his hand.

The coagulated plasma pulled the wound on his hand, causing pain.

Zhang Jue grinned and said with a smile: "I dare not learn Mongolian, for fear that the imperial court will think that I want to sneak into Mongolia."

He obviously heard Li Xia talking to himself.

But I won't say anything more about it.In his heart, Li Xia is a person who does great things, and his achievements will be much higher than him in the future.

"Before, Feiyu said that he wanted to counterattack Hanzhong, but I said it was impossible. He also used the example of Yugong Yishan to show his determination to stick to it... Ha, thinking about it tonight, I am narrow-minded, and I want to convince you."

In a word, it can be seen that Zhang Juezhi is open-minded.

Before Li Xia could answer, he was so tired that he lay down on the ground.

"I dare not close my eyes. I am afraid that when I wake up, I will find that it is all a dream. I am still defending the Diaoyu City."

"Don't worry, General Zhang, it's not a dream."

"Unbelievable." Zhang Jue murmured, "After such a battle, I really don't know how future generations will judge us...unbelievable..."

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The screams continued all night.

Until dawn, the fear in the Mongolian army began to fade away, and the Song army did not dare to pursue it anymore, and captured thousands of Mongolian soldiers who were too late to cross the Jialing River.

The blood on the Jialing River has not faded for a long time, and the floating corpses accumulated on the pontoon bridge, covering the entire river.

In this battle, the Mongolian army lost at least [-] thousands of people, most of whom died for snatching the pontoon bridge after the defeat.

This is the biggest victory for the Song army in the 20 years since Cao Youwen's bloody battle in Chengdu.

If Mengge's death is counted... then, as Zhang Jue said, "I don't know how to comment".

　It will be very late to add updates, so you don’t have to wait~~
　　
　
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