"Explore again and report again——"

The messenger sent by Wan Yankang was scratching his head and head anxiously, but Meng Gong sat firmly in the middle of the army, meticulously reviewing the intelligence collected from various places.

When the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole follows, or when the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman wins?

This time, 30,000 "Dunwu troops" came out from Yinzhou City, and there were still 20,000 troops stationed in Yinzhou City. Meng Gong would not do anything like winning chess without caring about his family.

"Meng Dutong, to deal with the Mongolian army, it is best to act at night. After all, they are not like our 'Dunwu Army'. Your Highness has been training for night battles from the beginning."

"In terms of diet, we are even more targeted. No one in the army has the kind of 'night blindness' that His Highness mentioned. From my perspective, this is also a big advantage for us."

Knowing that Wanyan Kang in Kangcheng was also a first-rate master, before leaving, Meng Gong went to see Lu Chengfeng, the commander-in-chief of "Tingfeng", and invited him to come with him.

"What Lu Dutong said is true. It's time for the brothers to take a rest and send out all the scouts. Once they encounter the Mongolian army's scouts, they will all be killed."

Meng Gong continued to watch from the sidelines, but the battle outside Kangcheng was still going on fiercely.

The first thing that couldn't stand it was naturally the Mongolian army outside the south gate.

After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too big. They were almost one against three. In such a short-distance encounter, the opponent was even caught off guard.

The number of casualties of the Mongolian army is increasing rapidly, but they are still brave and determined to fight to the death.

They knew that the reason why these "loyal and brave troops" rushed out of Kangcheng was to reinforce the North Gate.

Once they were allowed to pass, it would be irresponsible to Timur Khan and Marshal Borshu. Therefore, this deputy general of Timur gritted his teeth and resisted.

Four thousand, three thousand, two thousand...

When only more than a thousand Mongolian soldiers were killed, only more than 7,000 of the 12,000 "loyal and brave soldiers" remained.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the setting sun is like blood, and we meet on a narrow road.

The Mongols once again demonstrated their strong combat power, defeating the "loyal and brave army" with a one to two battle loss.

Unfortunately, the gap in numbers is really difficult to make up. With the casualties on both sides, the advantages and disadvantages become more obvious.

"General, retreat to the north gate. If we continue to fight, we will really be wiped out -"

The deputy general of the Mongolian army was also injured. In other words, of the more than 1,000 remaining Mongolian soldiers, no one was still intact at this time.

"Retreat slowly and shoot them with bows and arrows——"

This is a good idea, but unfortunately, after two or three hours of fighting, the two sides have already become entangled, and only a few hundred people can actually receive orders from the deputy general.

At the north gate, the scene is exactly the opposite.

Sixteen to seven thousand Mongolian troops, inside and outside, almost surrounded Monk Wanyan Chen's 8,000 heavy cavalry in the middle.

However, the brave "Loyal and Filial Army" relied on their superior defense to tear open one hole after another.

The well-trained "loyalty and filial piety army", numbering 3500 or 800, continuously attacks, divides, kills and even counter-encircles the Mongolian army in a small area.

Almost every time a "Loyal and Filial Army" dies, two or even three Mongolian sergeants can be taken away at the same time.

Thick armor is both an advantage and a disadvantage of the "Loyal and Filial Army".

After two hours of fighting, the disadvantages of the thick armor were completely revealed.

Not only were the soldiers of the "Loyal and Filial Army" struggling in the battle, but the horses sitting down had also slowly exhausted their physical strength due to their heavy armor.

"Give it all to me, and I will kill these Jurchens hiding in turtle shells!"

Brother Tiemu also became red-eyed when he saw that his Mongolian warriors were obviously falling faster than their opponents. When had he ever fought such a useless battle?

Monk Wanyan Chen was also very distressed. Over the past few years, he had managed to accumulate eight thousand heavy cavalry, but now he was watching helplessly as they died one by one at the hands of the Mongols.

War has its own laws, especially in this kind of close combat in the era of cold weapons, life and death are a kind of suffering.

The cold sun in winter always sets earlier.

As the last hint of dark red in the sky faded, the battle between the two sides gradually slowed down. Their respective generals, as if they had made an agreement, were silently gathering their troops.

Although there is no detailed statistics, anyone can see that nearly half of his troops have been lost.

Monk Wanyan Chen gathered less than 5,000 "loyalty and filial piety troops". After Brother Tiemu met with Borshu, the two of them combined to abandon the established strategy of attacking the north and south gates at the same time.

Tiemu's lieutenant also withdrew, but unfortunately, he was left with 5,000 men. In the end, only five or six hundred men returned to Tiemu's command.

Lieutenant General Chen, Wan Yankang, did not pursue him either.

He gathered 12,000 people and went out of the city, killing the Mongolian army at the south gate, leaving more than 6,000 people behind.

The entire city of Kangcheng, including wounded soldiers, only had more than 10,000 troops, and Monk Wanyan Chen's "loyalty and filial piety army" was still wandering outside.

…

"Meng Dutong, the fighting between the two sides has stopped. All the Mongolian troops are camped outside the north gate of Kangcheng. There should be at least 20,000 troops left."

"Kangcheng is still in the hands of Wanyan Kang. Monk Wanyan Chen did not enter the city, but only sent the wounded soldiers into Kangcheng. More than 4,000 'loyalty and filial piety troops' have camped in the south of Kangcheng."

This monk Wanyan Chen, at such a tense moment, still maintained a trace of clarity in his heart.

His heavily armored cavalry could only play a greater role if they stayed outside the city.

"Okay, we have had enough rest. We just happened to go to the Mongolian camp to see what delicious food they made. I happen to be a little hungry."

Meng Gong drank the last cup of hot tea, put on his helmet, and strode out of the Chinese military tent.

He recognized the pedals and moved the saddle, flew on his horse, and took off his unique weapon - the Golden Nail Zaoyang Hua from the victory hook with a bird's wing ring.

"The whole army of the 'Dunwu Army' has its target. The Mongolian army camp is the target. People can be killed. Don't let the war horses and barbecues be wasted——"

The messenger sent over by Wan Yankang was watching such pre-war speeches and the army in front of him, and he felt deeply unbelievable.

Is this going to war?

Thirty thousand "Dunwu troops" left the military camp in an orderly manner. This place was less than twenty miles away from Kangcheng, south and east of Kangcheng.

Meng Gong deliberately did this and tried his best to avoid encountering Mongolian scouts. Even so, he still shot and killed more than 30 Mongolian soldiers who broke into this place in two days.

To describe it as "destroying the dead" may seem a bit excessive, but with the arrival of 30,000 "Dunwu troops", the Mongolian army only persisted for two quarters of an hour before Borshu ordered a retreat.

This was the first time that Borshu had fought against the Song army, and in such a passive situation, the Mongolian army was already exhausted after fighting for a day.

Some people even couldn't wait to eat and fell asleep in the tent.

On the other hand, Brother Tiemu was an old acquaintance with Meng Gong, and he had seen the bravery of the "Dun Wu Army" more than once.

When the 30,000 "Dunwu Army" arrived, Temmu's first reaction was to gather the Mongolian troops around him and put them into a defensive formation.

Going against the "Dunwu Army" and facing the enemy at night like this, Brother Temmu didn't get kicked in the head by a donkey.

Moreover, he immediately sent his personal guards to inform Marshal Borshu to leave without fighting.

The number of troops is not as good as that of the "Dun Wu Army", the equipment is not as good as that of the "Dun Wu Army", and the night fighting is even worse than that of the "Dun Wu Army". On one side, there are tired troops who have been fighting for a day, and on the other side, there are brave people who are waiting for work.

How do you want the Mongolian army to fight?

Put your head on it?

When Brother Timu saw Borshu, whose face was covered with gray and gray, the two of them sighed again. Without daring to delay for a moment, they hurried back north with more than 18,000 people who had escaped.

Two days later, when they arrived at Mengzhou City, neither of them dared to enter the city for repairs and led their troops directly back to Pingzhou.

After all, Pingzhou City has been operating here for many years, and it is close to the mainland of Mongolia. It can be regarded as a place that can be attacked when advancing and defended when retreating.

Where is Meng Gong?

First, he arranged for his 30,000 "Dunwu Army" to enter the Mongolian military camp and had a feast.

Unfortunately, I am still not used to the food of the Mongolian army. At least there is a lot of barbecue, and there are many injured or dead horses on the battlefield.

After a restful night's rest, he led the 30,000 "Dunwu Army" and headed north directly.

Whenever he encountered a city, no matter how big or small, Meng Gong would send troops to occupy it, either one or two thousand people, or seven or eight hundred people.

After resisting Mengzhou, Meng Gong had only a little over 20,000 men left under his command. He directly occupied Mengzhou City, reinforced the city's defenses on the spot, and began to garrison it.

Since then, a total of 50,000 "Dunwu troops" have been stationed in the entire western region of Xixia, starting from Mengzhou City in the north and Yinzhou City in the south. This area is less than a thousand miles away.

As for Wan Yankang's men and horses, after this battle, only more than fifteen thousand were left.

Among them, there are more than 5,000 people in the "Loyal and Filial Army" of Monk Wanyan Chen, and there are still 10,000 people in the "Zhongyong Army" directly under Wanyan Kang.

As the saying goes, if you don't feel embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed.

When the Mongolian army besieged the city, Wanyankang immediately sent a messenger to ask for help from Meng Gong's "Dunwu Army" in Yinzhou City.

Without saying a word, the other party came directly with 30,000 "Dunwu Army" and defeated the Mongolian army in one fell swoop.

However, neither Meng Gong nor the "Dunwu Army" came to Kangcheng, even to drink a bowl of water.

Wanyankang only received the news a few days later about what the "Dunwu Army" had done going north.

Many of the cities occupied by Meng Gong were originally his Wanyankang's territory, but they were taken over by the Mongols as they passed by.

Now that Meng Gong has taken over it again, it has nothing to do with Wan Yankang. After all, it was snatched from the Mongols.

Monk Wanyan Chen was still a little aggrieved, but when he thought about it, even if these cities were returned to his own hands, where could he send troops to garrison them?

"General Wanyan, what are your plans for the future?"

Under the "careful" care of the old naughty boy, Wan Yankang's injuries were completely healed, and his skills increased instead of decreasing. However, it will take some time to completely remove the cold poison from his body.
To be continued...