In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 504 You shouldn’t be soft-hearted
There was still light and moderate snow falling overhead, but the Mongolian army followed the Song army and built an awning outside.

The pioneer of using awnings in the Song Dynasty was of course Zhao Yurui. He asked the Song army to build awnings at the top of the city, so that the defenders could hide in the awnings to prevent the Mongolian army's projectiles.

This arrow-proof shelter soon spread to Mongolia, and the Mongols also learned it.

In the wild, when fighting the Mongolian army, the Song army also built an awning to arrange artillery to prevent the gunpowder from getting wet in snowy weather.

The Mongolian army learned again.

Including during the march, the Mongolian army also learned this simple canopy.

This kind of awning is made of cow and sheep skins and a few wood supports, and is set up high in the wild. There is less rain here. If it snows, you can also cook meat and barbecue outside.

After Wang Hu and others came down the mountain, it was lunch time, and the Mongolian people poured out of the camp in large numbers and cooked food outside.

At this time, Wang Hu and the others looked at each other and did not dare to move. They first found a place to hide at the foot of the mountain and eat some solid food.

Li Zongwang picked up his telescope and looked into the distance from time to time, and found that not all of these Mongolians were Mongolians.

Wang Hu heard this and said in a low voice: "Wo Kuotai and Chaga Tai retreated and took away all the people they could. It is estimated that at least 100,000 northern Han people followed them."

Now that Zhao Daniu is sick, of course he must leave as soon as possible.

"Grass." Zhu Hua cursed, turned around and cocked his bow and arrow.

When they heard the enemy's whistle, they immediately went to the camp to get weapons, and then came out to look for Wang Hu.

A small number of them are Mongolian troops, and most of them may be civilians, but everyone has weapons such as bows and arrows.

Hiss, Wang Hu's mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed with a smile: "If Zhao Daniu is not sick, we can kill him and leave."

When Wang Hu and others ran to the camp, they saw seven or eight Mongolians who had just emerged from the camp dozens of steps away, holding bows and arrows in their hands.

Zhao Daniu had been holding back before and wouldn't cough if he could, but this time he really couldn't hold it in and kept coughing.

When these Han children made a fuss, the whole camp was in a state of excitement.

A few people were still discussing, when suddenly a few hoodwinked children came over, jumping up and down, and even grabbed the snow on the ground and threw it to each other.

Zhao Daniu, whose face was already red from holding back, couldn't bear it anymore.

The next moment, beep, someone picked up the whistle from around his neck and blew it like crazy.

There are hundreds of tents in this whole area, and there are Mongolian people everywhere. The first reaction when hearing the sound is to pick up some sticks in the neck and blow on them. The sounds come and go, reminding all the Mongolian people.

There are good and bad war horses. If you can choose at this time, choose some good war horses based on their experience as soon as possible.

"You bastard." Zhu Hua was furious, but he was helpless. These children came with their parents, so they couldn't be completely blamed.

Not far away, the Mongolian people a few dozen steps away were already running this way, and more people farther away were running this way.

"嚅" the war horses screamed and ran forward.

Wang Hu and the others looked at each other again and quickly retreated inside.

The four of them ran desperately towards several yurts in the northeast. Those yurts were surrounded by fences, with a group of war horses in the middle.

Just when the children had finished peeing and were getting ready to leave.

But when they grow up, they will definitely join the army in the future, become the Mongolian army, and massacre people in various countries, and even kill the Song army.

"The composition of the Mongolian army is quite complicated. It seems that it is not just Mongolian Tatars."

After hesitating for a moment, the man also shouted in fear: "Song Army, Song Army——"

Wang Hu knew that he couldn't hide, so he quickly signaled to Li Zongwang, and the three of them helped Zhao Daniu out. Then they quickly observed the position of the nearest war horse and walked directly to the left front.

Wang Hu and others ignored them and quickly climbed into the fence to find the war horses first.

These Mongolian children look a bit like northern Han people. The oldest is only twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest is seven or eight years old.

"Cough cough cough" I coughed lightly at first, then I couldn't control it at all and started coughing non-stop.

Holding the grass, Wang Hu and others were shocked.

"Kill a wave of people and then leave?" Zhu Hua, who was obviously a royal guard, suddenly proposed to kill a wave of people before leaving.

When the child screamed, the Mongols in the northeast could not hear it, but someone in the northwest heard it. Someone looked up and saw four big men running fast.

Meng people are all cooking outside now, and the nearest one is dozens of steps away.

There are more than a hundred tents in this camp. The farthest one is dozens of steps away from them, and the farthest one is hundreds of steps away. If there are no Mongolian soldiers, they are all ordinary herdsmen. They rush over to kill a wave, grab some horses, and then drive away. It came in a hurry.

Alas, Wang Hu stopped him again: "Let's go, let's go, leave it alone."

I saw a few children standing there blankly at first, and then someone walked forward. The oldest one among them asked in Mongolian, who is it?

The people on the other side all looked like Han children. The oldest one was twelve years old. At this time, he asked them in Mongolian who they were.
Wang Hu and others ignored them. Zhu Hua touched the bow on his back, but Wang Hu held him down and shook his head to indicate that these were Han children, forget it.

"Song Army, Song Army, Song Army--" Suddenly the twelve-year-old child screamed in Chinese, then turned and ran away.

Several people ran all the way to the foot of the mountain, less than ten steps away from Wang Hu and the others, then untied their pants and urinated.

"That's easier to deal with, and many of them are common people." Li Zongwang looked at them for a while, and from the clothes of these people, he found that most of them were probably ordinary herdsmen, and there were relatively few Mongolian troops.

Including other Khitans, Jurchens, Turks, and even the original Xixia Dangxiang, the composition of the Mongolian side is also very complicated now, but the main Mongols are all near the Ishim River. There are only a small number of Mongolians here, and most of them are other people. Servant clan.

The four people were busy, each pulling a horse, then turned around, swishing, swishing, and pointed a dagger at the other sycophants.

Wang Hu and the others did not dare to move as they listened to the sound of the child urinating.

Swish, swish, the arrows from the Mongols were also shot at this time, but the ones who came first were not regular Mongolian troops, and there were more war horses here. Wang Hu and the others were bent down, so it was not easy for people to see them, and none of them hit the target. .

At this time, Li Zongwang realized that the exit was far away. He immediately raised his foot and kicked the fence in front of him. Zhu Hua also came up to help. The two of them kicked hard, and with a bang, they finally knocked over the fence. .

The four of them led the horses and ran outside.

At this moment, far away from the rumble of the war horses, the Mongolian army came chasing after them on their war horses.

There were Mongolian troops approaching behind them, and Mongolian troops coming from a distance. Wang Hu and the four of them got on their horses first, and then they felt uncomfortable with each other at the same time.

The four of them turned around one after another, and each shot an arrow at the back.

The four of them were all elite cavalrymen and shotguns. The Meng people chasing after them screamed in agony, and four of them fell down after being hit by arrows.

When the chasing Meng people saw how powerful they were, they all bent down to look for the horses.

"Let's go, drive." Wang Hu patted the horse, and the four of them galloped away with the horse.

But soon, the Mongolian army was chasing them crazily.

In the huge wilderness, the snow gradually became heavier. Mongolian troops gathered here from all directions, and more Mongolian troops came here.

First, the whistle sounded one after another, and a moment later, the horn sounded again, and more Mongolian troops began to gather.

The Song army only came with a group of troops, and they didn't know how many came. They were gathering all the soldiers who could fight. Wang Hu and the others ran ahead. They could have thrown away the Mongolian army. Unexpectedly, after running only a few hundred steps, Zhao Daniu staggered and his speed became slower and slower.

"Daniu, Daniu." Wang Hu shouted several times and quickly slowed down his horse. He leaned desperately against Zhao Daniu, trying to pull Zhao Daniu onto his horse.

But a horse carrying two strong men would definitely not be able to run fast.

A snowflake fell on Zhao Daniu's face at this moment. Zhao Daniu felt a chill all over his body and seemed to have woken up a lot. From the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Hu reaching out to pull him and turning the horse's head violently.

"嚅" the horse went to the side, and then with a splash, he jumped off the horse and rolled a few times on the ground.

"Da Niu." The three people gathered around.

"Come on, leave me alone." Zhao Daniu knew that if he took him with him, the four of them would not be able to escape.

The Song army all wore cotton armor and sleeping bags on their backs, carrying heavy loads. Many of the Mongolian soldiers chased them out on light cavalry, and were not afraid of the cold. They obviously wanted to catch up with the Song army.

The road here is flat, and there are hundreds of miles of grassland. It is difficult to run if it is stuck.

"Come up here." Wang Hu was anxious. He looked up and saw that the Mongolian army's forward was less than a hundred steps away from them, and the Mongolian army was already preparing arrows.

"Tell my son, I have not disgraced the Song Dynasty." Zhao Daniu suddenly roared, took out the dagger from his waist, pounced, and cut his own throat with the knife.

The snow-white ground suddenly turned red, and his body fell down like a mountain.

"Big cow." Li Zongwang, the three big men, burst into tears, completely unable to control themselves.

Swish, swish, at this moment, arrows came through the air, and one of them hit Zhao Daniu's horse.

"Let's go." Wang Hu endured his grief, turned around and took Li Zongwang's reins first, and the three of them turned their horses.

Pounce, Li Zongwang just turned around, there was a shaking behind him, and he was hit by an arrow in the back.

He panicked at first, but then he clamped the horse's belly hard, raised his whip and increased his strength, speeding up like crazy.

Whoosh whoosh, the Mongolian army behind them rained down arrows, and the three of them ran away.

The Mongolian army cursed and followed closely. After dozens of forward cavalry arrived, they continued to pursue without saying a word or paying attention to Zhao Daniu.

There are more Mongolian troops chasing after them.

"Damn it, where is the Qiangzi?" Wang Hu yelled and cursed as he ran. At this time, they had already run a mile or two forward, and the Mongolian army behind them was getting closer and closer. The closest one was already fifty steps away.

The Mongolian army had many light cavalry, and some came specifically to chase the Song army after taking off their armor in order to reduce their load.

Wang Hu and the other two men turned around from time to time and exchanged fire with the Mongolian troops.

Both sides come and go, arrows in the sky are like shooting stars.

Fortunately, this wave of Mongolian troops was not elite enough, and one after another the Mongolian troops were shot down by three people.

Among the three, Li Zongwang was hit by an arrow in the back, but he should not have been injured. He was blocked by the iron pieces and thin steel pieces in the cotton armor. Wang Hu was hit by an arrow on his flattery drum. Fortunately, his horse did not fall and was still on the ground. run.

Zhu Hua was lucky. He was hit by an arrow in his leather hat. Fortunately, there was a steel piece in the hat, and it was shot on the piece. There was an arrow on his head, but it was not hurt. People who didn't know it thought he was hit in the head. Arrow.

The three of them were looking for the other twelve Song troops while running.

"Drive" the Mongolian troops behind him roared and were approaching with all their might.

Wang Hu turned around and saw a Mongolian army pursuing him within fifty steps. The Mongolian army was wearing a single layer of clothing and was not afraid of freezing even in the winter.

This Mongolian army should have come out directly from the camp. He didn't even have time to put on clothes, just to reduce the burden.

"Damn nenny," Wang Hu cursed secretly, turned around and took the arrow, barely aiming, relying on his feeling.

Whoosh, an arrow shot out.

Wang Hu is twenty-eight years old this year. He joined the Song Army at the age of nineteen and followed Li Liang in the north and south for nearly ten years. In his second year as a soldier, he joined the Sentinel Cavalry and his shooting skills are quite good.

The Mongolian army on the opposite side saw him raising his bow and subconsciously lowered his body.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt the horse's head shake violently, "充", and the war horse neighed in pain. He looked up and saw Wang Hu shot an arrow in the upper corner of the horse's right eye. He was so frightened that his face changed drastically and he cursed in his heart. .

The war horse was in pain and reluctantly ran a few steps forward.

The Mongolian army wanted to put an arrow on the bow and shoot the king tiger, but the horse still couldn't hold on, roared, and bent its legs forward to kneel.

"Damn it." The Mongolian army had no choice but to jump off the horse quickly.

After he jumped off the horse, he half-knelt on the ground, watching helplessly as Wang Hu and the others got further and further away from him.

Mongolian troops passed by one after another behind him, and he kept shouting: "Be careful, the Song army's sentries and cavalry can shoot very hard -"

"Over there." Wang Hu in front used his binoculars to see the direction. With a wave of his hand, the three of them ran towards a slope.

The Mongolian army ignored them and continued to pursue them.

The two sides continued to shoot arrows at each other, but the distance was relatively long and there were not many opportunities to hit each other. When they ran to the hillside, Wang Hu's horse was hit by two arrows and one in the left shoulder. Li Zongwang's horse was hit by another arrow. Zhu Hua's horse was hit by another arrow. Fortunately, the arrow still missed.

The horses of Wang Hu and Li Zongwang could no longer hold on. After Wang Hu's horse was hit by another arrow, he quickly looked at Zhu Hua.

"Come here." Zhu Hua stretched out his hand, the two of them joined hands, and the war horse slowly approached.

Then Wang Hu quickly jumped on the back of Zhu Hua's horse.

Well, not long after he jumped over, Wang Hu's horse also fell to the ground after running for more than ten steps.

The Mongolian soldiers behind were overjoyed and cursed and yelled one after another.

More than thirty of them were chasing after them, and seven or eight of them were shot down by the Song army one after another. This shows how powerful Wang Hu and the others are.

Now that the Song army is riding on one horse, they probably won't be able to escape.

But at this moment, swish, swish, a wave of arrows shot from the back of the hillside in front.

"Push, pounce, pounce" boomed, and the Mongolian troops rushing to the front fell one after another.

"Ambush, there is an ambush."

The Mongolian army was shocked, and some people were so frightened that they quickly reined in their horses and slowed down.

With a rumble, large groups of war horses rushed out from behind the hillside. The sixteen Song soldiers each brought three war horses, and dozens of them came out. The Mongolian army thought there were dozens of horses, and some of them wanted to turn around and run away. .

The Song army met Wang Hu and the others, and the three of them quickly changed their horses and got on their own horses.

At the same time, more than a dozen Song soldiers were shooting and swimming with the Mongolian army on the opposite side. The Mongolian army's shooting range was not as good as the Song army's, and their skills were poor. Many of their horses fell. Seeing that the Mongolian army behind was still hundreds of steps away, there was a Mongolian army directly Run back.

The scene seemed to have exploded, and now the remaining Mongolian troops fled.

Wang Hu and others shot back the Mongolian army, but they did not dare to stay long, so they immediately turned around and ran back along the road.

Hundreds of Mongolian troops chased after them, but the Song army's horses took turns and ran all the way. The Mongolian army that chased them did not bring a man or three horses. They chased for two days and after two to three hundred miles, they were already beaten by the Song army. Throw it far away, you can only give up.

(End of this chapter)