Ma Renmin took a look at Dingjun Mountain, Daba Mountain, Hanshui River and Xixian County.
He nodded and said: "Xiao Langjun's game of chess is very big. It uses mountains and rivers as the chessboard, soldiers and figures as the chess pieces, and the movement is very loud."
He wanted to say that you and I are also chess pieces, but he couldn't say this anyway.
Huang Huanxi scratched her forehead. She thought hard and couldn't figure out how mountains and rivers could become a chessboard, and how soldiers and horses could become chess pieces.
She couldn't help but ask: "Who will the young man play chess with?"
Ma Renmin looked in the direction of Dadu and said calmly: "Which one else is just a barbarian Khan?"
Huang Huanxi was stunned. Xiao Langjun actually played chess with Huren Dahan. How could the two of them play chess?
And I heard that Xiao Langjun is very young, not as old as his daughter and son-in-law.
How can Xiaolangjun turn the mountains and rivers into a chessboard with such small hands?
Is Xiao Langjun a god? It seems that I heard that he was a disciple of the gods, and there is a statue of him in the Erlang Temple in Jintang County.
But what does the young man do? If I could see what he was doing, I would really have seen the power of an immortal.
Huang Huanxi thought about this matter all night, but could not come up with a reason.
Even Yang Yun, the military advisor of the Sichuan Army, had no idea how to fight the barbarians on the mountain.
He thought for a whole night but couldn't find a way, so he had no choice but to ask Zhao Ping for advice.
Zhao Ping received a letter from Yang Yun in Jintang County and immediately sent a letter to Yang Yun.
After Yang Yun received it, he felt like he was enlightened and suddenly realized.
After seeing this letter, Yang Yun summoned Zhang Hong, Zhao Yun, Cao Ke, Li Hantie, Xi Xing and others on behalf of Zhao Ping for discussion.
Zhao Yun, Cao Ke, Li Hantie and others all nodded in agreement, feeling that this was the only way to fight this battle.
But Zhang Hong put forward his own opinion: "The total security group of the Sichuan Army is less than 20,000 people, but the opponent has 50,000 cavalry. Still rushing down from the mountain, can they withstand it? You must know that behind you are tens of thousands of civilians crossing the border!"
After all, Zhang Hong had just joined the security team not long ago, and his literati nature made him express his inner worries.
Zhang Hong was purely a literati and a layman when it came to fighting, and the Hu people not only had the advantage of location and numbers, which made him worried about this battle.
Although Yang Yun came from a family of military generals, he was a martial arts scholar after all. The literati of the Song Dynasty had a natural advantage over military generals.
Seeing Yang Yun's gaze, Xi Xing stepped forward, raised his hands towards Jintang County, and said, "I just believe in Xiao Langjun's arrangement."
Speaking of this, he emphasized: "Xiao Langjun has never fought in person, but he has always been strategizing and winning thousands of miles away."
Only a scholar can persuade a scholar.
Zhang Hong pondered for a while, the security team had never lost a battle, and every time they defeated more with less.
But there was always a shadow in Zhang Hong's mind. The Hu people were not only cavalry, but also had superior strength and could also use firearms.
The security group and the Sichuan Army not only have to fight with each other, but also have to protect tens of thousands of people.
The key is that this is Zhao Ping's entire family fortune, and he does not want all the soldiers and horses he follows to be buried here.
The next day, tens of thousands of people from the Central Plains walked with their children and their daughters in tow, calling for friends and moving like ants moving.
Some of them climbed mountains and waded for hundreds of miles and finally reached Daba Mountain, but were told that they would have to wait for some days before they could pass through Xi County.
They waited and waited. Some waited for more than ten days or more when they came out of Daba Mountain.
What people fear most is waiting. Everyone is worried that they can neither go back nor reach Jintang County. Should they wait in Daba Mountain until the Year of the Monkey?
Now I heard that the Song Dynasty has captured Xixian County, and from now on, we can embark on the Golden Bull Road and embark on the road to heaven on earth.
A few days later, shortly after the county town was captured, smoke and dust billowed from Dingjun Mountain, and tens of thousands of barbarian cavalry came from the mountain to kill.
In fact, the best way for the security team is to stay in the city and let the barbarians attack the city. This is what Yu Jie did.
But the Sichuan Protecting Army and the security group were unable to do so. They had to go out of the city to meet the enemy, because behind them were the people of the Central Plains.
When Xi County was just captured, tens of thousands of people from the Central Plains came continuously from the east.
They passed through Xi County, embarked on the Golden Bull Road, and headed towards their idea of paradise on earth. This time, they ended up in Jintang County.
If you have a later helicopter, you will see three giant dragons.
A huge gray dragon was a giant gray dragon that the Hu people rushed out from the Dingjun Mountain cavalry. They brought the billowing dust from the mountain and passed the road down the mountain to kill the Sichuan Guards and the security group. They were menacing and the most terrifying.
They regarded the people of the Central Plains as rebellious and vowed to kill all these ants.
Since you untouchables cannot become obedient people, then you will become dead people.
This is the way of governing the barbarians. If you don't obey, you will die.
One is a colorful dragon composed of ordinary people. They continue to pass through the county from the east, leaving this hell on earth and embarking on the road to heaven.
One is the green dragon formed by the Sichuan Protector Army and the security group. They form a Great Wall that stands between the common people and the barbarians to protect the lives of the common people.
The Hu people were the largest, numbering fifty thousand; followed by the common people, numbering about forty thousand.
The Sichuan Protecting Army and the Security Group have the smallest number, less than 20,000, but they are the most determined.
From Dingjun Mountain to Xixian, the trend is all downhill, and the Hu cavalry has been accelerating.
The whole earth shook as if it were an earthquake.
Eagles and black vultures were so frightened that they flew high into the sky, while wild wolves and wild boars were frightened and fled away.
This is not an army of thousands of horses, but tens of thousands of war horses, rushing down from the mountain.
What is a horse going down a mountain? This is it!
What is murderous, this is it!
What is lightning fast, this is it!
Amidst the sound of horns and war drums, the silhouettes of horses and people moved faster and faster, and eventually became more and more blurry.
Rushing to the foot of the mountain, they kept separated, from a trickle to a creek, from the creek to a big river, and finally converged into a rolling torrent.
The torrent eventually turned into a raging wave, sweeping towards the river-protecting army and the security group.
Hearing these sounds, the people originally wished they could grow wings, fly over Xi County, and directly set foot on the Shu Road.
Their faces turned pale and they quickened their pace unconsciously.
That's a barbarian who kills without blinking an eye.
Zhaojiazhuang, you must protect us from the ferocious barbarians. God bless you! God bless you!
The Sichuan Army has also gone through many battles, but this is the second time they have faced the cavalry descending the mountain like this.
Last time it was Tonggu Mountain, but the number of cavalry was too small, less than one percent of the current number.
It was the first time for many soldiers to face the cavalry descending the mountain. Many of them were trembling and their teeth were chattering.
Even the soldiers who had participated in Tonggu Mountain felt as if their breathing had stopped. The momentum of the barbarians was too scary.
Before these barbarians could rush in front of the Sichuan Protecting Army and the security group, they lit imitation versions of thunderbolts and threw them at the Sichuan Protecting Army.
Because they took advantage of the forward momentum of the horse and the acceleration of gravity, they threw it high and far.
Those in front of the Sichuan Army were not cavalry, but rows of infantry.
The cavalry could not resist the opponent. Not only had the opponent speeded up, but they also rode down the mountain.
The Sichuan Protecting Army fought from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain. Not only could they not speed up, they could only slow down.
In the face of the Hu cavalry as fast as cheetahs, the cavalry of the security regiment was about the same as a turtle.
Obviously, the security regiment had no choice but to use infantry to fight against the Hu cavalry.
Boom, boom, boom, the Hu people's imitation version of Tianlei exploded in front of the security team.
Black smoke and explosions continued to sound in front of the security team, and the acrid smoke made people cough.
Zhuquejun and Chang Anning, two barbarian captains of ten thousand, couldn't help but be overjoyed. They made full use of the momentum of falling down the mountain and threw the thunder far away.
On the contrary, the security group has not moved yet, as if waiting for their unilateral massacre.
In fact, if the security team also used Hongtian Lei, they would definitely not be able to reach it.
Since the horses of the security team did not start running, they lacked any leverage and could only throw the thunderbolt halfway up.
Zheng Ding could see clearly on the mountain and couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Yesterday he was caught off guard by the security team's sneak attack tactics. Today was the time to take revenge.
Moreover, the cavalrymen of Xingyuan Prefecture also grasped the pain points of the security group and asked the security group to take advantage of them.
If the security group did not block the road from Dingjun Mountain to Xi County, they would have to watch the people they brought from the Central Plains be slaughtered.
Not only does he want to eliminate all the security groups, but he also wants to kill all these rebels in the Central Plains.
This is the Khan's order, and he must fulfill it. Although he is a Han, he is a general of the Khanate.
He laughed heartily and used all his strength to beat the ten-sided war drums with his soldiers.
The morale of the Hu cavalry was greatly boosted, because the black smoke had engulfed the security group.
But most Hu people don't know that the explosion actually had little impact on the Sichuan Army because it was the Table of Eight Immortals.
By the way, it's not a shield, but the Table of the Eight Immortals.
The Eight Immortals Table is not only larger than a shield, but also lighter. It can be arranged neatly in a row, and the shielding range is wider.
The Eight Immortals Table has withstood the test of horse bandits and rolling stones in Tonggu Mountain. Although it is not as strong as a shield, it is elastic and tough.
It costs far less than a shield, but it works really well.
The shield can only be used by one person, and the Eight Immortals Table can be used by four people.
This time, the Eight Immortals Table, which is specially used to fight against cavalry, is not an ordinary tree, but a green steel wood, and its texture is no less than steel.
Moreover, in order to increase its resistance, Zhao Ping also covered the surface of the Eight Immortals Table with a steel plate and added four steel bars on the back of the table.
Bang bang, bang bang, ceramic shards were constantly spattered on the Eight Immortals table, but there was almost no damage.
The barbarians rushed closer and closer, and saw more and more clearly.
A barbarian cavalryman suddenly had an idea, lit it and threw it high. The imitation version of the thunder exploded in the air above the heads of the Sichuan Army.
Although the Sichuan Army soldiers were wearing helmets, they could not protect all of them. A few soldiers were hit by ceramic shards on their faces or in places not protected by armor, and blood flowed out.
Although a few people in the Sichuan Protector Army were injured, there were almost no deaths, and most of the vital parts were protected by helmets or armors.
Seeing that the attack was effective, the other barbarians also imitated his actions, igniting imitation thunder and throwing it high, causing the thunder to explode above the security group.
