In November of the second year of Jianwu in the Song Dynasty, Lizhou West Road and Wu Xiuguan passed.
Wuxiuguan Pass is located on the Baoxie Plank Road and is connected to the Baoxie Valley. The cliffs on both sides are straight and steep, with water between the two mountains and a line in the middle. The terrain is dangerous. After Wuxiuguan and heading south, you will reach Hanzhong. The Song Army has five thousand soldiers left. Commander Pan Fu led his troops to guard it.
The night was vast, the cold wind was howling, and Wuxiuguan, located among the high mountains, was shrouded in fog. In the Chinese army barracks, Pan Fu, the commander of Wuxiuguan, woke up from a nightmare. He was upset and couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply got up. Go sit down at the table.
After taking a sip of cold wine, it felt chilly to the bones. Panfu dropped his wine glass on the table irritably and leaned on his chair, feeling upset.
There were constant early warnings of the Mongolian army heading south, and there was a rumble at the pass, making Pan Fu restless.
"General, something serious has happened!"
The soldiers reported outside the barracks, their voices panicked.
"Calm down! Come in!"
Pan Fu was startled, his expression turned serious, and he sat up straight.
In a panic, what does it look like?
"General, tens of thousands of Tatar troops appeared from Huayang Pass east of Wuxiuguan Pass and Yangming and Huangzhu Trails, burning, killing and looting all the way south. It seems they are going straight to Hanzhong!"
"What?"
Pan Fu was shocked when the soldiers came to report in panic. He was stunned for a moment and then asked.
"Dashanguan and Fengzhou, didn't they block the Tatar army?"
Wang Shixin of Dashanguan and Lu Yuanting of Fengzhou were both famous generals in the northwest. Can they not withstand the attack of the Mongolian army?
The Mongolian army appeared at Huayang Pass and the Yangming and Huangzhu trails east of Wuxiuguan. The mountain roads are rugged. It may take ten and a half days to reach Hanzhong, and there is still a chance to report military information to Hanzhong.
"General, the road to the north is blocked by the Tatar army. I don't know what's going on in the north!"
The sergeant answered truthfully and was also frightened.
The Mongolian army has strong soldiers and horses, and tens of thousands of troops are coming to attack. Maybe my life will be lost.
"This is how to do?"
Pan Fu was frightened and sat back in his chair.
The Mongolian army will go south from Dashan Pass, via Huangniubao and Fengzhou. Now the Mongolian army is heading straight towards Hanzhong. It seems that it is killing all directions and is unstoppable.
"Have you ever found out how many people there are in the Tatar army?"
Panfu tried his best to calm down and not look so panicked.
"Endless, at least one hundred thousand people!"
The sergeant didn't know whether he was frightened or said it casually, which made Panfu shudder and his body began to tremble subconsciously.
One hundred thousand people! Didn't it say there were 70,000 troops? Why was there 30,000 more?
One hundred thousand Mongolian cavalry, no matter how steep Wuxiuguan is, they may not be able to withstand it. Isn't this going to bring disaster to the world?
Time is not forgiving, and before he knew it, he was already in his fifties and knew his destiny. He was no longer as high-spirited and hesitant in his ambitions as he had been in the past. He asked for land and property, and even his body was not as good as before.
I am used to living a comfortable life, with a beautiful wife and concubines, wine, sex and wealth, but the hero is short of breath. The 100,000-strong Mongolian army marched south, making him restless and chilly.
Wang Shixin of Dashan Pass, a well-known fierce general in the border, and his men were all elite men. How could he let the Mongolian army easily enter the pass?
Wang Shixin and Lu Yuanting couldn't stop them, so could Pan Fu do it?
Hadn't the emperor already arrived in Hanzhong? Why didn't he keep the enemy out of the country and let the Mongolian army enter? Doesn't this make it difficult for generals like them?
The emperor went on a military rampage and insisted on confronting the Mongolian army. Why did he not dare to send his troops north to fight the Mongolian army?
"General, what should we do? Report to Hanzhong quickly!"
The soldiers couldn't help it and urged them.
"What should I do? What are you urging me to do? I'll chop off your dog's head!"
Pan Fu was in a daze for a while, then he woke up from a dream and said angrily.
"Yes yes yes! General!"
The soldiers were obedient and did not dare to press any further.
"Send the order and ask someone to report to Hanzhong the military situation of the invading Tatar army. Deploy three thousand people to garrison the South Village to prevent the Tatar army from coming from the south and taking the retreat!"
Pan Fuchen was sweating profusely. Perhaps he was confused and made a bold decision.
"The defense outside the north wall..."
The soldier asked hesitantly.
In fact, he himself was not sure whether there were 100,000 Mongolian troops. Only 3,000 people were deployed to garrison Nanzhai, but there were only 1,000 people in Guanzhai. Isn’t such a long wall in vain?
"Defend Niang's eggs! Get out of here and send the order quickly! The Tatar army has already gone south, why are they running to the north? Do you, Niang, have pig brains?"
Pan Fu cursed angrily.
"Yes, yes! I'll go right away!"
The soldiers nodded repeatedly, cursing secretly in their hearts and went down to deliver the order. Soon, the entire Wu Xiuguan was in motion.
After the deployment of troops and generals was completed, when everyone outside became quiet, Pan Fu felt relieved and sat down.
"General, why is the prison in such a mess? Where have all those soldiers gone?"
A sergeant in military uniform came out from behind the screen and took off his helmet. He had long black hair and a slim figure. He turned out to be a young woman.
"Isn't this the Tatar army coming again? But they have gone to Hanzhong and are fine now."
Pan Fu wiped his sweat and felt relieved.
"General, will everything be okay?"
The woman was startled. She took off her armor, came over and sat on Panfu's lap, and hugged his neck.
"It's okay. The emperor is in Hanzhong, and the Tatar army can't make any trouble."
The beauty is like jade, and Panfu's hero is a little more courageous.
"The general is indeed brave. Wuxiuguan is impregnable. Even if the Tatar army comes, there is nothing we can do."
The beauty was relieved, and her soft white face pressed against Pan Fu's black face full of beard.
"General, let me serve you and rest."
"Beauty, let me kiss you!"
Pan Fu raised and lowered his hands, picked up the panting beauty, and went straight to the bed.
I am drunk now, and the Mongolian army has already gone to Hanzhong anyway. I am waiting hard, and I am waiting in Wenwen Township. It is better to perish.
The sound of the watch was heard outside, it was already the fourth watch, and there was still some time before dawn, but Pan Fu couldn't sleep anymore. He got dressed, got up, picked up a military book, and pretended to read it.
Is it still useful to read military books at this time? Can it solve the irritability and fear in his heart?
There is silence when the door is closed, the cold night is long, and dawn is a good time to sleep. Song Jun was unaware that the danger was imminent.
In the mountain forest of Wuxiu Kandong, there is a dense darkness, with dozens of black shadows lurking. They are dark and strong, fierce and fierce, and silent in the dark night. They are obviously well-trained soldiers in the army.
These are the elites of Liu Heima from ten thousand households in Mongolia. They are all brave men from Hedong. Many of them are hunters in the mountains and are good at climbing. They traveled day and night, swam and climbed, and spent two days until they arrived at Wuxiuguan at the third watch.
On the mountain road behind them, countless Mongolian infantry and cavalry had arrived, hiding in the valley, ready to attack.
"Remember everything, and pass on the order. This battle will be won without defeat. If you win, the road ahead will be smooth, with burning, killing, looting, and gold, silver, and beauties. Then you will go through Hanzhong and go straight to the back of the Jin people, and destroy the Wanyan family. You have made a great contribution. , I, Liu Dark Horse, will be rewarded heavily. If I lose, I will let his head fall to the ground, and he will die without a burial place!"
Liu Heima's eyes flashed fiercely as he ordered his subordinates.
A sneak attack on Wuxiuguan at night and opening up the road south to Hanzhong was the first achievement.
"Don't worry, General! If you can't open the door, I'll come see you!"
Lieutenant General Tian Xiong generously accepted the order. There was a piece of cloth wrapped around his forehead, and together with dozens of similarly dressed death warriors, he disappeared into the night under the leadership of the hunters.
Liu Heima looked in the direction of Wuxiuguan in the dark night with cold eyes.
After breaking Wuxiu Pass, the army can quickly move south to Hanzhong. If it cannot be captured, it will probably take a detour.
At dawn, heavy fog filled the Wuxiu Pass, and the Song army was still asleep. Dozens of dead Mongolian soldiers holding sharp swords climbed up the pass wall one by one along the dangerous path of the mountain. Climb up by the rope, and soon you will be full of walls.
Tian Xiong and his men groped forward, and several Song soldiers who were dozing on the wall lost their lives in confusion.
Tian Xiong secretly felt lucky. The wall is rugged and difficult to navigate due to the mountainous terrain, and only one person can pass through the narrow part. If there were only one or two hundred Song troops stationed at this dangerous place, without the guides of the hunters, thousands of troops would not be able to attack it.
The dead soldiers of the Mongolian army groped their way forward and entered Guanmenlou. Tian Xiong and others fired crossbows and arrows, followed by slashing and stabbing with swords and spears. A dozen Song soldiers inside were mercilessly shot to death in their sleep.
"Quick, go down and open the door! Fire the ringing arrow!"
Tian Xiong couldn't help but feel his heart beat when he touched the thunderbolt on Song Jun's corpse.
The Song army's firearms were much more powerful than those made by the Mongolian army themselves.
"Who, what? Password!"
At the door, Song Jun saw the hurried shadow and asked loudly.
"It's me! My brother!"
Tian Xiong shouted, taking the lead to shoot an arrow at the Song soldiers who were asking questions, and followed the dead soldiers behind him to fire arrows. The Song soldiers at the door were caught off guard and fell to the ground one after another.
"Tong Tong Tong!"
Dozens of thunderbolts exploded together, and the North Pass wall of Wuxiuguan collapsed, followed by loud arrows rising into the sky, lighting up the night sky.
"Successful! Enter the customs!"
Liu Heima shouted loudly, and there was a roar of killing outside the north wall of Wuxiu Pass. Countless Mongolian infantry riders with sharp blades poured into the pass like a tide.
"Kill Song Dog!"
In the dark night, the Mongolian army was involved in the pass in a violent storm. They held torches and soon filled the entire pass. The sleeping Song troops were awakened from their dreams one after another. They rushed out of the barracks one after another. What they encountered was the rain of arrows from the Mongolian army and the indiscriminate bombardment of thunder. Many Song troops had no time to fight back. Being shot over and blown up by the opponent.
The Mongolian cavalry galloped and fought, risking their lives, the infantry and cavalry flew arrows, and the thunderous explosions were endless. The Song army was in chaos and looked for hiding places. Many people retreated to their barracks and fought stubbornly with arrows and thunder.
A large number of Mongolian troops entered the pass, and artillery was also brought in. At a distance of a hundred steps, the same roar of cannons made the Song army unable to lift their heads.
In the dark night sneak attack, although the opponent's artillery and thunder were not as powerful as the Song army, the Song army lost the artillery and fought on their own. They could only fight hard and retreat step by step towards Nanguan.
