"Let the Han army stay and defend the city, and we will take the Mongolian army to find Lord Boyan." A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the Fuzhou guard. "Before leaving, fire was set on fire everywhere and burned Fuzhou City for me." After hearing the news about the Dadu City, he thought that the Han army could no longer believe it, so he did not intend to take them to Quanzhou. In addition, they thought that the Han army could not defend the city, so they planned to completely destroy the city before leaving.

"I said at the beginning that these Han people were not trustworthy. Now Zhang Hongfan let the emperor of the Southern Barbarians go, and now Fan Wenhu dares to kill Prince Ganmala. What's the use of keeping these people? Let them be buried in the sea of ​​fire." Someone immediately responded. If it weren't for the lack of time, they would even want to burn and kill and rob in Fuzhou.

The Mongolians in the city naturally did not care about the life and death of the Han people. They soon reached an agreement. They began to gather Mongolian soldiers and horses everywhere, carry their families, prepare to flee to Quanzhou, and prepare torches and other items.

The city defense of Fuzhou City was handed over to the Han generals, and they were ordered to survive and die together with Fuzhou City. Then half of the troops were divided into escort their families and left first, while the other half began to set fires everywhere in Fuzhou City. After throwing the torches everywhere, they left the eldest son of King Ximen, leaving only those at a loss and at a loss.

"Sir, what should we do now?" As soon as the Mongolians left, the generals gathered together to discuss their own way out. "The Mongols have all left. I'm afraid that we can't defend Fuzhou City alone, right?"

"I'm just trying to keep our death. The city is almost burning, so why are you going to defend the city?" Seeing the fire gradually igniting in the city, a general scolded angrily, "We always ask us to fight to the death on weekdays, but now when things are about to come, they run away first. What are they all."

"I just overheard that the Khan, who seemed to be the Mongols, was killed by the Song army, so they were so panicked." Another small school stood up and said in a trembling voice, "They are letting us use our lives to block the Song army's pursuit for them."

"Now the fire is about to burn into the granary. If the food is burned, we will starve to death sooner or later even if we can defend Fuzhou City. I think it's better." This man wanted to speak but stopped, and his eyes couldn't help but floated to the Song army outside the city.

"Then it seems that it is Mr. Fan Wenhu in the capital. Since the Song army is willing to take in Mr. Fan, then we are all people." No one is a fool. Since the Mongolians have left, they should think about their own way out. Now Fan Wenhu, who is standing next to Li You, has become the best example. Even the former deputy commander of the front hall who betrayed the Song Dynasty, can be forgiven, let alone these little soldiers?

"Why send someone out of the city to ask?" someone asked tentatively. They quickly reached an agreement. After a while, an envoy came down from the city and hurried to Li You to express his purpose.

"I am the left prime minister of the Song Dynasty, Lu Xiufu. When I go back, I will give them a quarter of an hour. If they help put out the fire in the city and surrender, I will not blame them for the past. Their subordinates, property and family members can be preserved. But if we do not open the city gate after this time, we will attack the city. At that time, we will not blame the ruthlessness under the sword of the city." Now the smoke in the city is rolling, and Li You does not want to regain a burned city, so they are given a quarter of an hour.

The envoy did not dare to delay and rushed back to report. When the Han army in the city heard that there was hope, they immediately took action. While organizing people to exterminate everyone, they opened the city gate to welcome Li You and others into the city.

"Zhang Shumi, you will help them put out the fire in the city. General Fan, you will lead the cavalry to pursue Mongolian deserters along the way, and make sure they will leave more people behind." It has been a while since the Mongolian army left the city, and the Xiaoguo army's war horses have not recovered their strength after trekking at sea, so they do not have much hope of annihilation of the Mongolian army. However, it can still be done to leave some old and weak families and gold, silver and soft gold.

"Secretary of the State/The last general shall take the order." Zhang Shijie and Fan Wenchao took the order away, while Li You took Zheng He and Yang Liangjie, accompanied by Han generals in the city, began to inspect all parts of Fuzhou.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, the fire was finally gradually extinguished. The big and big city in Fuzhou was still safe, which made everyone feel a little relieved. By the time sunset, Fan Wenchao also came back from the West Gate. This pursuit allowed him to seize the heads of hundreds of old and weak, and brought back dozens of large trucks carrying gold, silver and fine soft goods. The Mongols' years of blackmail and looting were almost empty, and all fell into the hands of the Song Dynasty.

From these gold and silver, we took a part to compensate the people's losses in the fire, and allocated food from the treasury for their lives. For a moment, the people of Fuzhou were grateful to the Song Dynasty. Of course, Li You did not blame the surrendered Han army, gathered the entire army to give rewards, and made arrangements for the generals. "Fuzhou City is still under your care for you. At that time, I will report to Your Majesty to you to reward you, but from now on, you must obey the orders of the Song Dynasty. If you dare to collude with the Mongolian Tartars, I will definitely not let you go."

Everyone knelt down and thanked him, repeatedly showing their loyalty, but Li You did not agree. When Fuzhou settled down, Li You left a general to control the surrendered troops, and he got on the boat again to go south to Quanzhou to pick up Mrs. Xu who was fighting hard with Ying Zheng and Boyan.

At this time, the Mongols who came out of Fuzhou City were divided into two groups, one went south to find Boyan, while the other decided to go north to find another Mongolian commander, A Shu, in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

When Wudu appeared in front of Boyan with Tiemur's head, Boyan suddenly fell into panic. The various measures of the Song army gradually became clear. Only then did Boyan realize that the Song army was constantly harassing the coastal prefectures and counties, which really mobilized the Mongolian army of the Secretariat for Dichloride, and then launched a surprise attack when the capital was empty.

This is really an unprecedented battle example. Boyan was not only shocked by the boldness of the Song army commander, but when he recovered from the shock and the grief of losing his relatives in the capital, Boyan began to consider his own way out. Now that the Great Khan and the princes in the capital have been killed by the Song army, who will inherit the position of the Great Khan next? Is it the King of Yunnan Hu Gechi, King of Xiping Aoduchi or King Anxi Ananda? Or is it the son of Alibuge Mingli Timur?
Chapter completed!