In the wilderness, thousands of troops and horses were fighting, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, bloody and tragic. Dong Songchen's face turned pale and he persuaded with a trembling voice.
"Your Majesty, the battlefield is dangerous. You should stay back just in case."
Zhao Hong shook his head slightly and couldn't help but look towards the north.
The Mongolian army, are they going to evacuate from the plank roads and various mountain roads?
The brave and fearless soldiers of the Song Army, who regarded death as home, finally made the invincible Mongolian army choose to retreat.
"After this battle, our army, the King of the Song Dynasty, has been transformed and can be regarded as a truly powerful army."
Xu Sheng looked at the fighting battlefield where artillery fire roared and thousands of arrows were fired, and he was filled with emotions.
"... Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf as his Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north..."
Xuan Zhen looked at the grand fighting scene, his eyes were red, and he let out a long sigh.
Several Northern Expeditions of the Southern Song Dynasty ended in dismal ends. Now in this national war, the Mongolian army of 70,000 people was wiped out, and the vitality of the Mongolian country was seriously damaged. The Jin Kingdom in Henan was about to die, and the king of the Song Dynasty restored the Central Plains. It seemed that it was no longer a dream.
"Although the three households of Chu were able to destroy Qin, how could China be deserted? If Xin Jiaxuan and Lu Fangweng were here, they would probably shed tears."
Chen Long was touched and said something spontaneously.
The martial spirit of the Song Dynasty has risen, and it is impossible for anyone to bully him again.
"Your Majesty, look!"
Dong Songchen pointed at the Mongolian cavalry group that was retreating like a tide, and shouted loudly.
Zhao Hong looked intently and saw thousands of Mongolian cavalry rushing forward in a panic. The wounded Mongolian soldiers on the ground were unable to escape and were trampled mercilessly by the iron hooves of their comrades, one after another.
Zhao Hong shook his head gently.
This is war. Once defeated, the consequences are incalculable.
"Your Majesty, let me go and kill for a while!"
Xu Sheng eagerly asked for orders.
Zhao Hong laughed and was about to speak when Xuan Zhen's face darkened.
"General Xu, the overall situation has been decided, and your Majesty's safety is important!"
Xu Sheng had no choice but to remain silent.
"Your Majesty, beat up the drowned dog. Please order me to go and stop the Tatar army from escaping north!"
Lu Wende watched the Mongolian army withdrawing like a tide to the north, feeling anxious.
"good!"
Zhao Hong looked at the endless waves of fleeing troops in the distance and said loudly:
"You and Yu Jie lead the cavalry to pursue the Tatar fleeing army and block the road to the west! Jiang Wanzai leads a large formation of artillery vehicles and infantry and goes straight to the plank road!"
Zhao Hong pulled out his long sword, pointed it forward, and shouted loudly.
"Commanders, go north and kill the prisoners!"
The horns sounded, the drums beat thrillingly, the morale of the Song army was greatly boosted, the artillery became more fierce, and the Song army cavalry rushed towards the retreating Mongolian army like a tide.
Twenty thousand Mongolian cavalry fled northward, and the cavalry group was boundless. Under the fierce artillery fire of the Song Army, and under the life-threatening obstruction of the Song Army cavalry, the Mongolian cavalry suffered heavy casualties. The journey to the plank road was only seven or eight miles, and the bodies of men and horses were Layers upon layers, hills of different heights, blood everywhere, gurgling to the lowlands and to the Han River, and the river for miles long was covered in bright red.
The fierce gunshots rumbled, gunpowder smoke rose, and the smoke filled the air, making it a spectacular sight. The Song Army's large and small artillery fired continuously, and the Mongolian Army's cavalry formation was continuously penetrated by the Song Army's artillery fire, dividing it into countless broken formations. The Song army's artillerymen continued to bombard, and large and small artillery fired continuously. The Mongolian army rode forward, with countless people falling off their horses, and the formation became increasingly narrow and sparse.
The Mongolian cavalry blocked the Song army without fear of casualties, leaving countless corpses and wounded. The Torre troops finally got out of the attack range of the Song army's artillery fire and went straight to the entrance of the plank road.
As long as you enter the plank road, you can reach the Guanzhong Plain of Shaanxi Province through the plank road, which is the sphere of influence of the Mongolian army.
The entrance to the plank road is narrow and the terrain is uneven. It is less than 100 meters long. Tens of thousands of horses are galloping in, crowding between the east and west valleys. The slope is difficult to walk on. The Mongolian cavalry who rush in in a hurry have their horses knocked over and rolled down the plank road. , knocking over many cavalrymen, leaving a mess on the plank road, and moving forward even more slowly.
As a last resort, many Mongolian cavalry left the plank road and rode towards the east and west in order to find another mountain road and plank road to escape.
The Song Army's cavalry caught up and blocked the mountain road heading west, intercepting and killing the unorganized Mongolian cavalry. The Song army fired thousands of arrows, and the Mongolian cavalry fired back with their bows. The arrows were also like locusts, and countless people on both sides fell from their horses. The Song Army cavalry dismounted one after another, set up small cannons, and began to bombard the Mongolian cavalry at the entrance of the plank road and the mountainside.
The casualties were heavy and the retreat route was crowded. Several thousand-man Mongolian troops faced the Song army's artillery fire and chose to attack without hesitation. However, under the Song army's artillery fire and crossbow attacks, they suffered heavy casualties. A small group of them managed to escape the bullet rain blockade and finally collided. They entered the Song Army's cavalry formation and were immediately overwhelmed by the opponent's cavalry.
The sound of artillery rumbled in the field, and Mongolian knights kept tumbling on their backs behind them. They screamed one after another. Torre's face was gloomy, and he just drove his horse forward. The deafening sound of fighting seemed to have been forgotten in his mind.
Subotai's troops were at the front of the cavalry formation and took the lead on the plank road. He was so desperate that he risked his life and fled with his cavalrymen. Suddenly, the sound of artillery behind him was earth-shattering, blasting several Mongolian troops on the plank road. The rocks beside the road were blown up and debris flew, hitting Subotai's back. The severe pain almost knocked him off his horse.
"Subutai, are you okay?"
Commander Tari had quick eyesight and quick hands. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Subotai's arm.
"It's nothing, leave quickly! Don't crowd in here!"
Subotai threw off Tali's arm and endured the pain, beating the horse forward.
Such a narrow plank road, with mountains to the west and water to the east, and so many Mongolian cavalry, if the Song army chased them all the way, how many would be left?
Tali shook his head. After not seeing each other for several years, Subotai's hair and beard were gray, he was blind in one eye, he was very old, and he was much more silent and easy-going.
"Tali, tell me, is this retribution from the Changsheng Heaven to us?"
Subotai said suddenly without thinking.
"What?"
Tali was stunned.
"We have fought for so many years and killed so many people. The corpses can pile up into mountains and the blood can flow into rivers. Do you think this is retribution?"
After Subotai finished speaking in a low voice, he continued to move forward. The confused Tali stayed for a moment before riding closely to keep up.
The Mongolian army fled north. Trebuchets, crossbows and chariots were abandoned everywhere. Swords, guns, feathers and arrows were scattered all over the ground. On the long and narrow position about a mile wide, corpses were piled up on top of each other. Countless horse and horse wounded were squirming and screaming in a pool of blood. , there were stumps of limbs and broken bodies scattered among them, probably like this. The Mongolian army has left, and those wounded soldiers were ruthlessly abandoned by the army to meet an unknown fate.
Among the reinforcements of the Song Army, Meng Gong's cavalry was the first to arrive at the entrance of the plank road and occupied the high ground on the west side of the plank road. The small cannons accompanying the cavalry were set up one after another. Most of the Song Army's cavalry collided with the Mongolian Army's cavalry that was blocking the mountainside at the entrance of the plank road, and they fought bloody battles.
Seeing more Mongolian cavalry rushing into the plank road, Meng Gong shouted angrily, and fired artillery fire, heading straight for the densely packed Mongolian cavalry on the plank road.
Countless iron pellets shot out rapidly, and countless Mongolian cavalry were knocked off their horses. Some corpses and wounded fell into the river to the east and were swept away by the rushing water.
Some Mongolian cavalry rode towards the hillside, but were mercilessly shot down by the Song army's artillery and thunderbolts.
The Song army's artillery fire continued, and the Mongolian cavalry on the plank road suffered heavy casualties. The plank road was full of human and horse corpses and blood, and human and horse corpses continued to fall into the river.
The Mongolian knights just rode forward, hoping to escape from the Song army's artillery fire as soon as possible and escape. Unfortunately, the plank road was too narrow, and the corpses of men, horses, and the wounded were blocking the way, which greatly affected the Mongolian army's retreat speed.
On the high ground to the west of the entrance to the plank road, more than a dozen artillery carts were dragged up by the Song army soldiers and filled the high ground. Meng Gong pointed at Torre and others who were wearing golden armor among the defeated army. They were very eye-catching.
"Did you see that, Tatar coach Torre! Knock him down for me! I will ask you for credit in front of the emperor!"
"General, don't worry, just wait and see!"
The gunners were full of energy and quickly adjusted the angle of the artillery and loaded ammunition. After Meng Gong gave the order, the gunners lit the fuses one after another.
"Puffy!"
A shocking loud noise sounded again, and solid iron balls flew into the plank road like crazy, smashing out paths of flesh and blood. Countless Mongolian cavalry were hit by the iron balls and fell into the river, "plop, plop" There was a constant sound of men and horses falling into the water.
The artillery carriages of the Song Army followed up, covering the field. Thick smoke rose in bursts. The sound of artillery was earth-shattering. Solid iron balls flew all over the sky. The Mongolian cavalry formation on the plank road was smashed, and people in the Mongolian cavalry formation on the plank road were knocked over from time to time. There were frightening fractures everywhere. Voice. Some corpses of Mongolian soldiers and horses blocked the road and were pushed down the hillside by their colleagues. They fell into the river and were washed away by the river.
"Come again!"
Seeing that Torre was still safe and sound, the gunners above and below adjusted the angle again, reloaded ammunition, and fired another round of artillery strikes.
At the same time, the artillery on the Song Army artillery cart outside the plank road opened fire one after another, and countless iron balls and iron pellets were fired all over the sky in pursuit.
Countless iron balls flew randomly and hit the Mongolian cavalry formation one after another. Torre, who was moving forward, felt severe pain in his head and back, his horse neighed, Torre's men and horses fell over, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
"marshal!"
There was a commotion in the Mongolian cavalry formation, and all the knights dismounted one after another and went straight to Torre where the men and horses were bloody.
At the front of the Mongolian army, Tali and other cavalrymen had not even taken a hundred steps, when suddenly the sound of artillery behind them was earth-shattering. The Mongolian cavalry were in chaos and screamed. Everyone was shocked. When they looked back, they saw Torre's army's large banner falling down, and the Song army's solid iron balls raining down from the air. The Mongolian cavalry were knocked off their horses, and their legs and arms were broken. Flying around, the Mongolian cavalry were in chaos.
They could see clearly that the Mongolian knights braved the artillery fire of the Song army to lift Torre, who was covered in red, from the ground, put it on a war horse, and tied it with a rope. The Mongolian knights held Torre's horse. , ran forward in a hurry.
There was a burst of cheers from the Song Army artillery high ground at the entrance of the plank road. It seemed that they were rejoicing for hitting the Mongolian army coach Torre.
"What happened to Torre?"
Torre lay motionless on his horse. Tali and other Mongolian generals saw this, and everyone was frightened.
"Liu Heima, what happened to Torre?"
Liu Heima rushed up with a face full of panic. Tali grabbed him and asked urgently.
"Marshal...Marshal he...he..."
Liu Heima hesitated, his eyes flickering.
"Speak quickly! What happened to Torre?"
Tabujier felt bad and asked sharply.
"The marshal was hit on the head and back by the Song Army's artillery. I'm afraid... the odds are against him..."
Liu Heima bit the bullet and whispered.
Two solid iron balls, one hit Torrey's head and the other hit the back of the heart. Unless there is a Da Luo god, Torrey will be in bad luck.
"ah……"
Tali, Tabujier and other Mongolian generals all changed their expressions.
First it was the mighty general Yin Zhu'er, then the prince Kuo Duan, and now even the coach Torre could not escape the disaster. The 70,000-strong army went south, and only a few thousand riders returned at most.
The West Route Army was wiped out, so the Central Route Army's Wo Kuotai Department may also be in ruins.
"Subutai, you are the only one who can command the entire army now!"
Liu Heima caught up with Subotai and said listlessly.
"Army?"
Subotai smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Blow the horn and order the entire army to follow and retreat northward!"
Subotai didn't even look back, his voice was not loud, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad.
Tali and the others looked at each other as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
This fierce battle was truly a nightmare! With only a few thousand riders left, it's no wonder that even Subotai has lost his fighting spirit.
"Li Changguo, what kind of mountain road is this? Why is it so difficult to walk?"
Tali frowned as he looked at the rugged mountain road.
"General, this is the Tangluo Road, which is the closest from Hanzhong to Guanzhong. However, although the Tangluo Road is short and quick, it is difficult and dangerous, sparsely populated and infested with wild animals. The Tangluo Road is about 500 miles long. After leaving Luo Valley at the north entrance, it is only 140 kilometers away from Chang'an. inside."
General Manager Li Changguo explained carefully.
"That's more than 600 miles!"
Tabujier was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he suddenly pulled out his sword and chopped Li Changguo off his horse, who was caught off guard.
"It's all you thief! If you hadn't used some excuse, our Mongolian army would have become like this? Let me tell you, it was you and Song Gou who colluded. You damn thief!"
Li Changguo lay on the ground, half of his body stained red with blood. All the Mongolian generals were shocked, but no one paid attention to the dying Li Changguo.
The generals rode forward, and the Mongolian cavalry behind them quickly followed up and shouted:
"General, the Song Army cavalry is catching up!"
"Why don't you hurry up and catch up!"
Subotai just drove his horse forward without looking back. Tali shouted, and he and the other troops fought hard to drive their horses northward.
There were constant sounds of large and small artillery, thunderous explosions, crossbows and arrows flying, thick smoke billowing on the plank road, the Song army's heavy artillery bombarded wildly, small artillery followed closely, thunder cleared the way, there was indiscriminate bombing all the way, and the pursuit was hasty. Mongolian cavalry fleeing north. On the plank road, by the river, and at the foot of the hillside, the corpses of Mongolian soldiers and horses were piled up in layers, which was shocking. Countless injured people were squirming and screaming in a pool of blood, with human organs, broken arms and legs, and bones. The tragic scene was unbearable to look at.
The Song army pursued them all the way. The once invincible and invincible Mongolian cavalry were now demoralized. Although they kept firing arrows to kill the Song army, there were numerous corpses along the way, blocking the plank road and making it difficult for the pursuing Song army cavalry to follow them.
Finally, after chasing forty or fifty miles, the sound of artillery explosions and the shouting of killing stopped. The Song army stopped chasing and the valley returned to silence. At this time, the setting sun is like blood, and the road is at dusk.
This also seems to predict the fate of the Mongolian army on the west route.
