The shouts of death outside were so shocking that Pan Fu, who was half asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and opened the door in fear.
The fire inside the pass was shining, the sound of fighting was loud, and the sound of artillery and explosions came one after another. Song troops were retreating in panic everywhere. Song troops were constantly being shot and blown up while fleeing. Some people were crying, and some were abandoning their helmets. The young faces were full of Full of fear.
Pan Fu was in a daze for a moment. Is this the well-trained Song army under his command? Is this related to his arrangement of cronies in the army?
"General! Run away!"
In the flickering fire, Pan Fu saw his confidant Liu Hu scurrying away among the chaotic retreating army, and did not forget to say hello to him.
As his name suggests, Liu Hu is a fierce general in his army. How come he is so fearful of the enemy that he doesn't even care about his general, and just escapes like this?
Pan Fu came to his senses, grabbed a sergeant who was running away in a hurry, and asked sternly:
"What are you running around about? What happened?"
"General, the Tatar army broke into the camp, the gate was blown open, and all the Tatar troops came in. The gate is in chaos, retreat quickly!"
The sergeant finished speaking in a hurry, but before he could escape, several feather arrows rushed through the air and shot the sergeant down. Another arrow hit Pan Fu's cheek, and he fell to the doorstep with blood flowing profusely.
The panicked and disheveled beauty screamed and rushed out of the hut. She was shot over by the oncoming arrows and fell next to Panfu, her body twitching continuously.
"Mu Yu! My beauty!"
Pan Fu forgot the pain on his face and cried out heartbroken.
"General!"
The few soldiers who followed helped the injured Pan Fu up with shields and hurriedly entered the barracks. The soldiers pulled out the arrow from Pan Fu and bandaged it briefly, causing Pan Fu to scream in pain.
"It's over! It's all over!"
Pan Fu covered his face, feeling frightened again under the severe pain.
The Mongolian army made a sneak attack, and he transferred most of the officers and troops to Nanzhai. The Mongolian army entered the pass, and it would be difficult to defend Wuxiuguan, which was short of major generals. How should he explain to the emperor? If he failed, he would be beheaded.
"General, the Tatar army is coming! What to do, you have to make an idea!"
The leader of the soldiers was anxious and shouted loudly.
"Tatar sneak attack, what can I do! What can I do! How should I explain to the emperor?"
Pan Fu looked pale and muttered to himself, as if he had lost his soul. He suddenly woke up from a big dream and said sharply:
"Go quickly and send the order to let the soldiers from Nanzhai enter the pass and fight to the death with the Tatar army! Go quickly!"
If you escape back, you may not be able to escape death, so you might as well fight the Mongolian army desperately. The Song army had sharp weapons and defended according to danger, and there was still some chance of victory.
The soldiers had no choice but to pick up their shields and were about to leave, when they were stopped by Pan Fu suspiciously.
"What's the sound outside? Is it the sound of artillery from our army?"
Why did the Song army retreat in such a rout amid such intensive sound of firearms?
"General, it's the sound of firearms from the Tatar army! They not only have artillery, but also thunder. Brothers can't hold on any longer!"
The soldier's voice was impatient and he had the urge to run away.
"What? Tatars also have firearms!"
Pan Fu was so frightened that he forgot to get angry and froze in the room.
The Mongolian army also has firearms, so how can they fight this battle?
"General, the Tatar army also has firearms. They are waiting to die here! Escape quickly! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
The sound of artillery and explosions outside came one after another, getting closer and closer, and the soldiers rushed anxiously.
In fact, some of the sound of artillery and thunderous explosions outside were caused by the stubborn resistance of the Song Army soldiers, but they were consciously concealed by the soldiers.
"Yes, yes! Niang's life is important! Escape quickly!"
Panfu made a decision quickly.
The shouts of killing outside were loud, and the Song army's defeated troops continued to rush towards Nanguan. Pan Fu was devastated, endured the severe pain of his wound, and rushed to Nanguan in a hurry under the cover of his own soldiers.
Wuxiuguan is a small place, with only a thousand soldiers inside the pass, and three thousand, including cavalry, stationed in the Nanzhai camp outside the pass. As long as Pan Fu escapes into the Guannan camp, he can evacuate under the cover of the rest of the Song army.
There were constant shouts of killing and explosions in Wuxiu Pass. The Song army resisted tenaciously, causing huge damage to the Mongolian army that entered the pass. However, they fought independently and lacked artillery. Under the siege of the Mongolian army, they were quickly surrounded and annihilated one by one. The Song soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and some Song soldiers threw away their weapons and became deserters.
"Pan Fu escaped! Pan Fu escaped!"
I don’t know who shouted loudly. The Song army was in chaos and had no morale. The stubborn Song army also retreated one after another. The Song army was leaderless and in chaos. Countless Song soldiers were shot at by Mongolian cavalry and arrows as they fled to the outside of Nanguan. kill.
In the dark night, the fire was blazing, and the Song soldiers fled southward in panic. At the Nanguan Pass wall, Ming Xincheng, the deputy general of Wuxiuguan on duty, grabbed a fleeing Song soldier and asked him sternly.
"What's wrong with Beiguan? What happened?"
"The Tatar army made a sneak attack, the North Pass was breached, Commander Pan escaped, and everything is in chaos. Run away!"
After the sergeant finished speaking, he hurried away, leaving Ming Xincheng in a daze at the south gate.
Sure enough, the Tatar army invaded and entered Wuxiuguan.
"Vice General Ming, what should I do? Everything is in chaos!"
Xue Xiaoyu and several sergeants were ready to ride over in a hurry. By the light of the fire on the wall, they saw Ming Xincheng and immediately dismounted.
"Brother Xue, are you really unstoppable?"
The pass was dark and unclear, the Song army was scattered, and their number was getting smaller and smaller. Ming Xincheng subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
"Lieutenant General Ming, everything is in chaos, there is nothing we can do! Leave quickly!"
Xue Xiaoyu said frustratedly and pulled Ming Xincheng.
Even if they gather the remaining soldiers and defeated generals, they will probably only have one or two hundred people. The Mongolian army was outnumbered and it was obviously futile to stay.
Evacuate?
Ming Xincheng was stunned for a while.
Isn't this just running away?
As the deputy general in charge of the baggage storehouse, if he escaped, those artillery pieces would fall into the hands of the Mongolian army.
"Lieutenant General Ming, now that the matter is over, it's better to retreat with me first. We'll leave the green hills behind, so we don't have to worry about running out of firewood."
Xue Xiaoyu looked gloomy and helpless.
The explosions continued and got closer and closer. It was the Song Army making its final resistance.
"Brother Xue, you must live. When you see His Majesty, tell him that I, Ming Xincheng, have lived up to his teachings at the Jinling Martial Arts Hall!"
After Ming Xincheng finished speaking, he turned around and left.
In any case, he had to destroy the baggage warehouse and not let these firearms be used by the Mongol army.
"Vice General Ming, what are you doing?"
Xue Xiaoyu grabbed Ming Xincheng.
"Brother Xue, leave quickly. I can't leave the firearms and ammunition to the Tatar army! Leave quickly!"
Ming Xincheng threw off Xue Xiaoyu's arm and ran away.
"Let's go!"
Xue Xiaoyu's eyes heated up, he mounted his horse and left without a moment's hesitation.
Wuxiuguan can no longer be defended.
Ming Xincheng came to the baggage warehouse on the west side of the South Gate Wall, went in and closed the heavy door, moved the gunpowder barrels around Zhentianlei, opened the lids of Zhentianlei one by one, and put the medicine bags on them. Halfway through, the firelight was shining outside the warehouse and there was a buzz of people.
Ming Xincheng jumped down and moved a gunpowder barrel, and the pungent gunpowder fell to the ground.
Mingxin sat down successfully and leaned on the layers of thunder wooden boxes.
The door of the baggage warehouse outside was pushed open, the firelight illuminated the baggage warehouse, and the cheers of the Mongolian army came.
Ming Xincheng smiled slightly, took out the fire seal, gently opened it, blew on it, and the fire seal immediately ignited.
"Farewell, parents! Farewell, my Da Song!"
Ming Xincheng lit the gunpowder on the ground, and the flames immediately rose into the sky, illuminating his young and determined face.
Xue Xiaoyu and the sergeants hurriedly escaped from Nanmen Gate, and a violent explosion sounded behind them, shaking the earth and the earth.
Xue Xiaoyu subconsciously looked in the direction of Wuxiuguan and saw constant explosions, flames shooting into the sky, and the mountains seemed to be shaking.
"Vice General Ming!"
Xue Xiaoyu's eyes were moist, he no longer hesitated and rode forward.
The glow shines through the clouds, the fog sweeps away, and all things in the world, including rivers and mountains, appear in front of everyone.
Wuxiuguan is a hell on earth. Corpses were scattered everywhere, with different shapes, broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere, blood stains everywhere, swords, guns and arrows scattered on the ground, food and baggage, broken flags, scattered war horses, everywhere.
"Tian Xiong, you did a great job in this battle. I will definitely give you credit in front of the marshal!"
Liu Heima chuckled softly and patted Tian Xiong's shoulder affectionately.
In a pre-dawn attack, two thousand Song troops inside and outside Wuxiu Pass were wiped out. It seemed that the elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty that Subotai was always talking about were nothing more than that.
"Thank you General for your cultivation!"
Tian Xiong chuckled, the knife was covered in blood, as if it had been fished out of a pool of blood. The forehead was cracked and bulged, and the blood was still wet.
"How did you get this forehead?"
Liu Heima pointed to the wound on Tian Xiong’s forehead.
"When it was dark and the door was closed, rocks jumped out and hit here."
Tian Xiong smiled, a little embarrassed.
"The Song people's firearms are powerful, but it's a pity that they were all blown up!"
Liu Heima shook his head regretfully.
The Song people exploded the firearms baggage, the gunpowder and firearms were blown to pieces, and hundreds of soldiers were damaged.
Unexpectedly, among the weak southerners, there are such brave warriors!
If all the southerners were like this, future battles would be much more difficult to fight.
"General, we have captured some at the gate. Besides, we also have firearms, so we are not afraid of fighting to the death with the Song army!"
After breaking Wuxiuguan, Tian Xiongzhi was very proud. It seems that Song Jun is not so scary.
"Firearms are ferocious and extraordinary. It's a pity that cavalry still likes bows and arrows."
Liu Heima shook his head, feeling very regretful.
There weren't many Zhentian Lei seized, so they couldn't play a big role. Although the Han army liked to use artillery and thunder, the Mongolian cavalry preferred to use bows and arrows.
The reason is that the Mongolian army's firearms have limited lethality and are difficult to compare with the Song army, which makes people feel that there is a fly in the ointment.
"General, what should we do with the hundreds of prisoners we captured?"
Tian Xiong asked loudly again.
"Those who fought hard will die, and those who were captured will be weaklings. Kill them all, cut off their heads, and hang them on the wall!"
Liu Heima looked at the black marks left by the firearm explosion in the pass, glanced at the artillery on the wall, and immediately changed his mind.
"Don't kill him, find the gunner inside and save the others for use!"
Of the more than a thousand corpses of Song soldiers, more than half were desperate. Unexpectedly, there are so many tough guys in the weak Song army.
"General, some prisoners of the Song army said that the emperor of the Song people is in Xingyuan Fucheng."
Tian Xiong continued to report, which made Liu Heima feel refreshed and his little heart started to beat wildly.
"What else was asked?"
Emperor Song is in Hanzhong, which is really an unexpected surprise.
The 70,000 Mongolian army should be no problem for any city.
"The Song Army prisoners also heard what Pan Fu, the guard of Wuxiuguan, said drunkenly. It's a pity that Pan Fu escaped. They are just small people and don't know anything."
Tian Xiong suddenly became very interested, and his voice became louder unknowingly.
"No matter what the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is doing here, it would be great if we could kill the Emperor of the Song Dynasty along the way!"
Killing Emperor Song was a great achievement! Prosperity and wealth are not something that can be easily obtained.
"It would be even better if we could capture Emperor Song!"
Liu Heima nodded and took a deep breath.
"Immediately report to the marshal that Emperor Song is in Xingyuan Fucheng. Please ask the army to go south immediately. Emperor Song must not be allowed to escape!"
Based on Torre's temperament, Liu Heima believed that he would not be in a hurry to advance eastward and attack the Jin army. Firstly, Torre has always been bold in using troops, and secondly, Torre is in charge of the elite of the Mongolian army and does not pay much attention to Ogedai.
For Liu Heima, if he could kill or capture the emperor of the Song Dynasty in Hanzhong, it would be a great achievement and a dream.
