On September 12, the first year of Kaiqing, the autumn is clear and the sun is shining.

The three-jin cannon shells smashed the boards on the waterline at the stern of the Mongolian ship like to hit tofu, and a large amount of river water rushed in from the gap. However, the sailors who were rowing the paddle did not stop pulling the paddle because they felt that their ship was about to be destroyed, so they tried their best to pull the large paddle even harder, hoping to escape back to the shore.

Three three-pound cannon shells roared, and the Mongolian military ships hit the escaped one after another, smashing the wooden boards in the entire stern waterline. More rivers rolled in, and the efforts of those desperate paddling sailors affected the balance of the ships, and the ships began to tilt quickly. Seeing that the ships were irreversible, the sailors jumped into the Yangtze River one after another, hoping to escape from the sky by swimming.

However, their wishes turned into bubbles after a moment. A large number of Song army ships flocked to the top. The Mongolian sailors who tried to resist were stabbed to death by long spears, and their bodies were dragged onto the boat by hooks and sickles or long poles with hooks. The sailors or Mongolian soldiers who shouted "Give up" were carefully caught on board one by one, and then tied up the ropes. The lively river surface was as lively as a fish market.

The chasing ship began to turn around and return. Jia Sidao on the ship took off his earcup, used his fingers to dig out his itchy ears, and smiled at Zhao Jiaren, "Jiaren, the cannon is not as loud as you said."

Zhao Jiaren just smiled. This kind of thing varies from person to person. Just as Jia Sidao can understand Zhao Jiaren's kindness.

Jia Sidao climbed onto the deck and heard the Mongolian army on the south bank of the Yangtze River clamoring, and his angry voice rushed into the sky. He couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that the Mongolians also knew how to roar and shouted at him in grief."

Half an hour ago, more than 30,000-foot Mongolian ships came to Zhao Jiaren's fleet. Zhao Jiaren ordered the boat to retreat and command six large ships to face the enemy head-on. Half an hour later, the last Mongolian ship to fight was sunk in the river water 150 steps away from the shore. The Mongolian soldiers on the boats once fired crossbows at Zhao Jiaren's military ships and once shot rainy arrows at Zhao Jiaren's ships. Now they are either killed, captured, or drowned, and only a very small number of lucky people can escape back to the south bank where the Mongolian army is located.

There are at least hundreds of Mongolian troops on each large ship, and more than thirty ships are afraid of 5,000. Jia Sidao will only appear in simple fantasy to kill the Mongolian army. Now he is on the front line of bloody battles and has achieved unprecedented results. He is very happy and said with a sigh: "While chatting and laughing, the masts and oars are destroyed. I think Zhou Lang's Red Cliff will be on the river today."

Zhao Jiaren smiled with him. He looked at the four hundred ships on the river like fishing hard fishermen, and felt that the speculative army in the world was probably the same. Last night, Jia Sidao issued the order "If anyone does not obey the military order, he will not be able to kill the former," and the three hundred ships originally asked to be released became four hundred. At the beginning, these ships hid behind the military ship that Jia Sidao was riding. When they saw Zhao Jiaren's ship destroying Mongolian military ships like chopping melons and vegetables, they immediately understood the intention of Jia Sidao to ask them to bring their hook sickle guns and ropes.

Needless to say, these people flocked to capture the Mongols who fell into the water. Such a keen reaction made Zhao Jiaren quite satisfied in surprise. He thought that these slags could not even catch prisoners.

Jia Sidao's cold voice sounded, "Jiaren doesn't need to worry. The first merit in this battle is yours. No matter how many prisoners those people catch, they will not be able to give them great merits."

Zhao Jiaren turned his head to look at Jia Sidao, but saw Jia Sidao glanced at the Song army on the river with a fierce look, and it was obvious that he had no affection for these people.

"When you defeat the Mongolians, it is naturally Princess Jia who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be so confused that she will try to plunder the military achievements of the Zhao clan. He straightforwardly asked the next question.

Zhao Jiaren's preparations over the years have been revolving around the Battle of Ezhou. In history, the Mongols went south, and Jia Sidao, who was highly valued by Emperor Lizong of Song, defended Ezhou to death. The Mongolian Khan Mengge died in Sichuan. Kublai Khan withdrew his troops from Ezhou in order to compete for the status of the Khan. The crisis of national destruction in the Southern Song Dynasty was resolved.

This time, the Yangtze River will never be controlled by the Mongolian army, but it does not mean that the war will be won. If Kublai Khan made great destruction on Jinghu South Road and Jiangxi, and then went to Yunnan and Kangding, he could still retreat safely to the desert. The key now is to defend Ezhou so that Kublai Khan could not act so recklessly.

Jia Sidao did not know that Zhao Jiaren had such complicated thoughts in his heart, so he nodded resolutely, "Since Jiaren can control the river and prevent the Mongolian army from calmly traveling between the two sides of the river. I can enter Ezhou with confidence. If I defend Ezhou, I can wait for the upper-level troops to go down the river. Once the troops meet together, the Mongolians will have to leave even if they don't leave."

Seeing that Jia Sidao was about to take responsibility, Zhao Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, but said seriously: "I really want to follow Jia Gong to Ezhou and protect Jia Gong all around me. However, I really can't get rid of it. Please don't worry, as long as I still have a breath, I will not let Mongolian ships travel to the river."

Jia Sidao knew that Zhao Jiaren was smart since childhood, but he didn't know that Zhao Jiaren had good acting skills. He was also quite moved when he was about to say something, but suddenly he heard the joy on the river surface like thunder, and Jia Sidao thought. This time, the Mongolian navy dispatched more than 30 large ships and 5,000 navy troops. There must be important generals among them. Now the Song army who salvaged the Mongolian army in the water was so happy, he must have gained something.

Sure enough, he saw several Song army ships paddle with all their strength from the salvage site and come to Jia Sidao's ship.

The joy of the Song army means the grief of the Mongolian army. Kublai Khan's square face was wide open, and his eyes were shining brightly. The leader of the team this time was Dong Wenbing, who brought his younger brother Wenyong and Wen Zhong's team to attack. The complete sinking of the fleet was already a major loss, and the loss of Dong Wenbing, a brave general who was valued by Kublai Khan, made Kublai Khan feel even more heartbroken.

Seeing Kublai Khan's mood, Hao Jing said, "Lord. The Song army is salvaging our soldiers. In order to ask for merit from Lin'an, they will never kill them."

After hearing this, Kublai Khan did not answer. He could see that the hero was trying his best to restrain his excitement. After a while, Kublai Khan said, "Zhang Rou attacked Ezhou hard, and after conquering him, he used the generals captured in the city to exchange for Dong Wenbing."

"Yes!" Zhang Rou replied immediately.

"Zhu Guobao." Kublai Khan shouted, "Can you keep the river surface in such a situation?"

Zhu Guobao, a Qianhu, was a powerful general. When he crossed the river from Huangpi, he won all seventeen battles with the Song Navy. Hearing Kublai Khan's inquiry, Zhu Guobao replied decisively: "If you are not capable of the enemy, you should be smart. I am willing to set up Hui Hui cannons to lure the Song army to pursue them, and then break them."

"Go! Hurry!" Kublai Khan replied.

After being ordered, Zhu Guobao was ready to go out a big tent. Kublai Khan called Zhu Guobao again, "Tell the generals of the navy that the people on the bow of the Song navy can be captured, promoted to a hundred households, the warships of the Song navy can be captured, and a thousand households can be captured. The generals of the Song navy can be captured, and a thousand households can be promoted to a thousand households!"
Chapter completed!