Pusan Anzhen stepped forward, grabbed Olethu, and dragged him staggering backward.
"Yes!" he shouted.
"What?" Olethu looked confused, not knowing where he had offended his superior: "What is the envoy's order? Ahem, my subordinates will do it now!"
Pusan Anzhen's eyes widened and he glared at the Olet Tiger: "The Mongolian army still has a defeated army that can be driven away!"
Orethu smiled and said: "The soldiers and horses around Zhongdu are not..."
He suddenly understood what Pusan Anzhen meant, swallowed hard, and his face turned pale.
There are no other soldiers or civilians near Zhongdu. But the Muke army in Meng'an, Hebei Province, was still on the stone hill. The army formed by the efforts of the servant San Anzhen seemed to be somewhat promising, but after all, it lacked the temper of war. Compared with the Dinghai Navy and the Mongolian Army, the Hebei Army is completely empty-handed. At this time, all the soldiers from top to bottom wanted to do was take advantage of the struggle between the two armies to escape...
Such a loose and weak army appeared in the killing field of huge and ferocious beasts. Those two families had no time to take care of it, so they just paid it off. The Mongols were weak and wanted to drive the defeated troops into battle, and the Hebei Army was the most suitable tool!
Thinking of this, Olethu suddenly turned his head and looked at the main Mongolian army where Genghis Khan was. When the generals saw the smoke and dust rising from that place, they all thought it was a call for a large group of cavalry that was about to be dispatched. However, what if it was not directed at Ding Haijun, but to cover the stone hill for the Mongols?
Wanyan Xianlun next to him also understood. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, and then got up again: "Propaganda envoy, please quickly order all the troops to enter the camp and be on alert!"
Pusan Anzhen hurriedly walked a few steps to the east of the central army, summoned an attendant, and wanted him to deliver the order. But he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
How can it be so easy to pass orders now? Now I want all the ministries to be on alert, but how will they listen?
When the Hebei Army abandoned its camp and prepared to escape, it also gave up its confidence in fighting the enemy and the organization of the entire army. When Pu San Anzhen gave the order to retreat, they couldn't even maintain their empty airs.
In the past few years, the imperial court has fought many defeats against the Mongols. Others don't know, but don't the Jurchens know? Pusan's messengers sent orders to prepare for retreat... wouldn't that mean running away? How can we delay this? If you are slow, you will have to put the tip of the knife on it. Hurry!
The moment the military order was issued, the soldiers of the Mouke Army in Meng'an, Hebei Province shed their identity as members of the army and turned into a swarm of mindless flies.
Pusan Anzhen looked around at this time. Although the sky was dark, he could see that the entire hillock was full of busy people.
Some people were packing their belongings; some people were already leading their mules and horses down the gentle slope of the hillock; beside them, some people couldn't wait, so they simply leaned their backs on the hillock and slid down; at the bottom of the hillock, Wu Among the crowds of people, there were a few noble people gesticulating among the crowd, not knowing what they were asking for.
Among the officers and soldiers of the Hebei army who were fleeing at this time, there was a hereditary Bo Jilie who was appointed to attack Meng'an. He had a very alert personality and some strength in his hands.
He led dozens of subordinates to avoid crowding on the open slopes with others, and instead went around the steeper area south of Lashigang. Because no one was competing with them, they traveled very fast at the beginning. However, later on, the terrain became difficult to walk, the sky became darker and darker, and the speed began to slow down.
A few of the disciples wanted to light up the torches, but Meng An sternly stopped them and ordered them not to attract attention. In this rugged area, everyone had armored stomachs on their bodies and carried weapons with them. They had to use their hands and feet to climb, and soon they no longer had to worry about torches.
There was also a disciple who was very experienced. As he was going down the slope, he said to the noble Meng'an: "When it was still bright, I spotted it. Not far below is a gentle slope with sparse shrubs. Let's go there to rest for a while. , and then find a way to seize a few horses and leave in one go!"
If you want to seize the horse at this time, you will naturally rob it from your own comrade, and you may even have to kill someone.
But the noble Meng'an did not hesitate: "Okay! Let everyone work hard. After we escape, we will not go to Bazhou and directly reply to Xindu! When we get to Xindu, I will give you a big reward!"
When Cong Cong was about to agree diligently, he suddenly shouted, covered his face with his arms, and rolled violently towards the depression next to the road.
At the same time, there was a swishing sound in the air, and those who subconsciously looked up found that something seemed to be falling rapidly under the dusky sky, reflecting the sunlight.
That was the arrows shot by the Mongols, as well as throwing weapons like short spears and bulu. They fell densely, sweeping over this group of Jurchens like a heavy rain, causing more than half of them to be killed or injured in an instant.
"Back up! Back up! There's an ambush ahead! Change the direction!" A Jurchen shouted in the distance.
However, there is no alternative direction. On almost every side of the road under the stone hill, and in the depths of every gentle slope in the sparse forest, the fierce figures of the Mongols appeared all at this time.
These masters, who were accustomed to fighting on horseback, did not even ride horses, but lurked on foot near Liao Shi Gang. Although all the troops and horses that rushed into the Ding Navy formation were destroyed, the Mongols responded without any delay. Just when the Moutian army in Meng'an, Hebei Province was planning to escape, an unknown number of Mongolians were already ready to attack. Prepare for Ishioka!
It turns out that Shigan is the commanding height of the surrounding land for dozens of miles, and there is no complex terrain for cover in the wilderness below. No matter how careful the Mongols were in sneaking, they would have been easily discovered, let alone when they were so close. However, the soldiers in Meng'an, Hebei Province were confused and everything was in chaos.
When they set up camp in the morning, they clearly set up several watchtowers on the east and west sides of the hillock, but the soldiers in charge of observation and observation on the watchtowers also planned to grease their feet, so how could they take precautions? As a result, the loose and collapsed crowd happened to run into the murderous wolf pack!
The position when the Mongols launched their attack was extremely close to the Jurchens. On several roads and gentle slopes, the Jurchens rushed almost straight into where the Mongolian army was lurking. When a large number of Mongolian soldiers jumped up, they were less than five steps away from the Jin army. Both sides could almost smell the bad breath in each other's mouths!
At this distance, even if the Mongolian army was good at shooting, they would not care about archery. They took out knives, iron rods, and hand axes of various sizes and started killing the Jurchens.
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The Jurchens had no guts to fight back. Most of the people screamed, turned around and ran away. Once these people went back, they ran into the flow of people who were still rushing down from the high ground. As a result, people were crowded together, and many people, let alone getting away, seemed to be unable to do so even if they suddenly woke up and wanted to turn around and draw their swords to resist.
The Mongols continued to approach, chasing the fleeing Jurchens. They shouted wildly, slashed with swords, and fired with bows, constantly putting pressure on the chaotic Jurchens.
They could even accurately detect a few warriors who occasionally appeared in the Hebei army, kill them quickly, and then use greater deterrence to force everyone to flee. The situation was just like a pack of wolves driving away a flock of sheep, and the scene was unique to the Jurchens. It was brutal; on the Mongolian side, it actually showed a bit of calmness.
