Strictly speaking, this small town is not a real residential town.
It is within the territory of Xixia, but it can also be regarded as the junction of the Three Kingdoms, closer to the northwest of the Jin Kingdom and farther from the southwest of Mongolia.
It is usually considered a gathering place for merchants from the three countries, although the scale is not too large, but it is also a place where the interests of all parties are entangled.
Xixia has two thousand regular troops stationed here, mostly infantry, mainly to maintain daily security, or to deal with some people with ulterior motives.
Recently, an additional 500 horse troops have been added to guard against the "masked horse thieves" who appear from time to time.
Since the past few months, a group of horse thieves have often appeared around the unknown town.
The number of people seems to be small. At the highest point, some people saw about three hundred people, one person and two horses, coming and going like the wind.
Every time they appear, they wear black cloth hoods, with only two eyes, nostrils and mouth exposed.
They have never attacked an unknown town, they have only looted goods on the way, and they have also killed business travelers.
However, they only robbed part of the grain and preserved meat, and killed more of the guards of the Mongolian merchants and some evil traders from the Jin Kingdom.
After killing people, the remaining ownerless property naturally became the possessions of this nameless town, and was then used for trading or personal use.
In a sense, the garrison of the nameless town was actually very grateful to these horse thieves from the bottom of his heart, and did not really make any effort to suppress them.
This situation has been going on for four or five months, occurring once or twice a month.
However, until now, no one knows where these horse thieves came from and where are they from?
Because the horses they rode were war horses raised by the Jin people, the leather armor they wore was the leather armor unique to the Xixia people, and the weapons in their hands were the scimitars used by the Mongols, and even lasso and bone knives.
There are also hand crossbows that you have never seen before. They are operated with one hand and have five crossbows in one. They are not easy to use. They seem to be specially used to deal with the attacks of large numbers of enemies.
There is also a long sword hanging on the victory hook of their war horse. It is a bit too long, but it seems to be quite heavy.
Someone saw them using it once, two months ago, in response to an encirclement and suppression of 500 cavalry troops sent by the Mongols.
Three hundred horse thieves killed 500 Mongolian cavalry and completely defeated them. With one blow, they killed both men and horses.
The Mongols fled with more than 300 dead and wounded, but the 300 horse thieves did not leave a single body behind.
Those with sharp eyes saw that even though the horse thieves were seriously injured or even dead, they were still sitting on their horses and were taken away by the galloping horses.
It turns out that everyone's legs and feet are firmly tied to the horse, which not only completely frees up the hands, but also allows the injured or dead to be taken away.
Perhaps, it was to avoid exposing their identities.
Others were confused, but Guo Mo was very familiar with this horse thief.
They also belong to the guard of Prince Yan's Mansion. They are all selected from each army with the best riding and shooting skills, and the person leading this team is none other than Guo Mo's fourth junior brother Feng Ge.
In the army of the Song Dynasty, it should not be easy to find someone with more experience in fighting than Feng Gema.
A total of 380 people were gathered, and now there are still 315 people left.
When they appear collectively, they are horse thieves, but on weekdays they break into pieces and are scattered throughout Xixia, Jin or Mongolia, acting as agents and gathering valuable local information.
Some people even have a fixed identity in the local area, either as waiters in restaurants, or as peddlers walking around in the streets, or as heroes recruited by some big families.
In other words, the total military strength in this nameless town is less than 5,000 people.
More than 2,000 infantry defended the city, 500 cavalry supported it, and the rest were more than 1,600 "loyalty and filial piety troops" led by monk Wanyan Chen.
In the nameless town, the commander of the Xixia Army was a mediocre man. When he learned that the Mongols had arrived with 20,000 cavalry, he was still led by the famous Subotai himself.
He immediately had the idea of retreating, but his whole family was in Xingqing Mansion. If he really escaped from the battle, the whole family would be doomed.
Although mediocre, he is not a fool. He personally visited Monk Wanyan Chen of the "Loyal and Filial Army" and even temporarily handed over the city defense seal to Monk Wanyan Chen.
Monk Wanyan Chen still understands the principle of overpowering a guest and not suppressing the master. Of course he cannot accept the big seal.
Monk Wanyan Chen knew very well that if he wanted to completely defeat the invading 20,000 Mongolian cavalry, it would be very difficult to rely on the small force in front of him. He must rely on this small city to draw the enemy away and wait for reinforcements.
The nameless city has two gates, east and west, and the Mongolian army naturally came from the east gate.
Monk Wanyan Chen suggested that the two gates be completely sealed with earth and fight a war of attrition against the Mongols.
Before sealing the door, Monk Wanyan Chen asked his lieutenant to sneak out quietly with 1,500 people from the "loyalty and filial piety army".
The greatest power of the "Loyal and Filial Army" lies in charging and killing on the battlefield, rather than passively defending the city.
Being besieged by a large number of enemies, it is a routine operation to defend the city waiting for reinforcements and leave a mobile cavalry outside the city.
In fact, if Monk Wanyan Chen personally leads the "loyalty and filial piety army" out, the effect will be more obvious.
It's a pity that the war is approaching. If Monk Wanyan Chen had not been stationed in the city, I don't know if this unknown town would have a chance to wait for reinforcements.
The matter of mobilization still had to be left to the local garrison, but Monk Wanyan Chen took over the defense of the east gate.
With a few hundred soldiers, the remaining dozens were dispersed into more than 2,000 infantry, acting as temporary middle- and low-ranking captains.
The town is not big, and the city tower can accommodate more than 300 people at a time.
Fortunately, it is located in a border city. When it was first built, the city wall was built to a height of one foot to six feet.
Monk Wanyan Chen divided all the people who defended the city into two groups, with 300 people guarding the west gate, and more than 2,500 people remaining at the east gate.
They also divided the east gate garrison into three waves, with more than 800 people in each wave. They took turns guarding the city and did not even dare to leave a reserve team.
At the same time, Monk Wanyan Chen also asked the local guard to organize the men who stayed in the city.
No one dares to say that they need to be strong. There are less than 2,000 men over the age of fourteen and under the age of sixty.
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Or to put it more frankly, if they are organized, there will be no problem with security in the city.
"People above the city, listen, I am here to capture Monk Wanyan Chen from the Jin Kingdom. As long as this man is handed over, I will not harm a Xixia people's life."
Subotai glanced at the high city wall and frowned. He didn't like fighting such a tough battle.
Therefore, let's use words to create a rift first. If it works, it will save a lot of trouble.
"Are you Subotai? Rumor has it that you are one of the 'four dogs' under Temujin's tent. Do you just bark there? This general is Monk Wanyan Chen. Now that you are here, I will turn you into a lost dog.
"
"'Four dogs'? Dead dogs! Hahaha——"
Monk Wanyan Chen laughed loudly, and the defenders on the city suddenly lost their nervousness just now.
"Just trying to show off your words, come here, two thousand-man troops, fire a volley——"
This is a common trick used by the Mongols. The iron cavalry rushed towards them without even having time to prepare the most basic "cloud ladder".
"Vertical shield——"
Monk Wanyan Chen also shouted, and an eight-foot-high wooden shield was immediately erected on the city wall.
Although it is made of wood, it is three inches thick. The two men have wooden shields erected, and they are densely arranged on the city wall.
It has been a year since I fought against the Mongols. Whether it was a city defense battle or a field battle, Monk Wanyan Chen had a certain experience.
Wooden shields like Shoucheng are easy to make and can be made from local materials, but they are truly effective.
Two thousand-man troops of the Mongols fired three consecutive volleys, but to no avail.
"Continue the volley. A team of a thousand people will be sent up to attack the city on a ladder. Another team of a thousand people will be sent up to attack the city gate directly."
Four thousand-man troops entered the battlefield, two fired volleys from behind, one went straight to the city gate, and the most powerful one rushed under the city wall and began to climb up the city using ladders.
The city gate has long been blocked with clay from inside the city. Let alone a thousand Mongolians armed with swords and guns, even if there are vehicles rushing towards the city, they will return without success.
On the other hand, another team of 1,000 people who were building human ladders quickly divided into dozens of groups and began to build human ladders.
When the human ladder was halfway up, the thousand-man team behind them stopped firing arrows for fear of hurting their own people.
The monk Wanyan Chen who was in charge of commanding at the top of the city saw the scene below through the gap in the female wall and immediately gave the order.
"Remove the wooden shields, the spearmen stepped forward and assassinated the Mongols climbing the city. The archers scattered indiscriminately."
The people who defended the city were divided into three groups. Not only the number of people was divided, but the related arms were also reasonably matched.
The Dangxiang people of Xixia are also a people who live on horseback. Everyone can ride and shoot, and any sergeant can become an archer.
Take these 800 people as an example. In addition to the hundred or so people who raised shields just now, there are more than 200 spearmen, and there are about 500 archers left.
There are 20,000 Mongolians under the city, especially the 4,000 who participated in the siege, just within the range covered by bows and arrows, not to mention the defenders, who are condescending.
Five hundred archers immediately opened their bows and fired arrows.
Four thousand Mongolians gathered under the city wall, which was only twenty or thirty feet wide. They were living targets.
"Don't save your energy. After each person shoots thirty arrows, replace them with the next group of archers."
After two rounds of scattering, Monk Wanyan Chen saw the remarkable effect and immediately issued the latest order.
These five hundred archers were trying to shoot the arrows in their hands as fast as they could.
"Back off—take your shield and cover yourself."
In just one meal, the Mongolian soldiers lost hundreds of people, and many more suffered arrow wounds of varying severity.
When a thousand-man team attacked the city gate, they reported that the city gate had been completely sealed from the inside and could not be breached.
Subotai was annoyed and had no choice but to order the withdrawal of troops.
We set up camp ten miles away from the city and asked the sergeants to seize the time to build a ladder while counting today's losses.
The results came out quickly. In the first battle today, the Mongolian army suffered a total loss of more than 800 people, and more than 70 others were seriously injured. It looked like they were hopeless.
It was already dusk, and as a veteran in the army, Subotai would not be frightened by these casualties.
After a hasty meal, I went to the craftsman camp in person to supervise the progress of building the ladder.
The so-called Craftsman Battalion consisted of dozens of Jin people they had coerced. In order to speed up the progress, they even dispatched two hundred sergeants to participate.
To build a simple ladder, as long as there are enough materials and enough people, there won't be much problem.
I kept working until the third watch and built more than fifty ladders. The width of the city wall of the unknown town was enough to attack for several rounds.
Subotai dragged his tired body back to his tent, drank a few mouthfuls of kumiss, lay down with his clothes on, and fell into a deep sleep.
"Sir, please bring twenty brothers with some basic Qinggong skills over there. All the tents, food and grass of the Mongolian army, including the ladders built tonight, will be burned down."
"Don't be obsessed with fighting. The time limit is two sticks of incense. When the time is up, even if the task is not completed or there is a better opportunity, you must withdraw it."
"I believe that Monk Wanyan Chen's 'loyalty and filial piety army' will seize this opportunity."
The five hundred King Yan guards led by Chen Xuanfeng have already assembled nearby, but the purpose of this trip is to provoke "interaction" between the other three parties, but they cannot get themselves involved.
Chen Xuanfeng left with twenty escorts from Jianghu people. They were all dressed as sergeants of the Jin Kingdom. No one could guess their true identities.
Subotai understood the principle of preventing enemy night attacks, and had already arranged night defenses.
However, how big of a place is a 20,000-person military camp, and how can it be tightly guarded?
Especially when setting up camp in a hurry, in the eyes of a master like "Bronze Corpse" Chen Xuanfeng, there are loopholes everywhere.
He led the crowd without even alerting the Mongolian soldiers on duty at night.
It's almost the fourth watch now, which is when people are most sleepy.
The Mongolian army rushed in, and it was a small setback during the day. Although their morale was not affected, they still felt anxious in their hearts. They wanted to wait until dawn tomorrow to teach the damn Xixia people a lesson.
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Chen Xuanfeng divided the people into four teams of five, and set fires in four directions. After burning two sticks of incense, they took advantage of the chaos and withdrew.
But he himself went to look for the craftsman camp. The sight of the Mongolian soldiers sending a team of thousands out to cut down trees had already been noticed by them.
Before Chen Xuanfeng found the craftsman camp, he heard people shouting from the northeast corner.
One of the teams that was separated actually touched the Mongolian horse pen.
These boys were also quite bad. Each of them poured the kerosene they brought with them on the buttocks and tails of several horses. Suddenly, twenty or thirty horses were covered with kerosene.
Then, he lit the horse's tail with a fire stick and quickly opened the fence door of the horse pen.
Can the feeling of being burned be better?
Twenty or thirty horses quickly started to stir up trouble, running around in the horse pen, but unfortunately they could not extinguish the fire on their bodies.
Animals are born to be afraid of fire, and horses are no exception. Although only twenty or thirty horses were caught on fire, they were struggling to survive.
Seeing the fence door open, I rushed out.
In an instant, the entire northeastern corner of the Mongolian camp was in chaos, knocking down the brazier lighting in the camp and breaking open the tent where the sergeants lived.
Many sergeants who heard the sound and ran out to check what was going on were knocked to the ground and trampled over.
Fortunately, this is just a horse pen, and 20,000 horses are divided into four pens.
Even so, it gradually affected the entire camp, and Subotai, who had just entered his dream, was also awakened.
"Reporting to General, a horse pen was broken open by wild horses, and half of the camp was affected."
The messengers had already come to report.
"Assemble the team and gather Ranma quickly."
At this time, Subotai thought this was an accidental incident and did not expect an enemy attack.
When most of the sergeants went to gather Ranma, the other three teams of King Yan's guards also poured the kerosene they brought with them on several tents.
One of them was where Mongolia stored grain and grass, but unfortunately there was a little missing, presumably only part of the grain.
Several camps were set alight almost at the same time.
At this time, Subotai realized that an enemy had sneaked in.
"Half of the people will go put out the fire, and the rest will follow me and form a formation outside the camp gate——"
The Mongolian army is indeed well-trained, and Subotai can be considered a decisive person in killing, but luck seems not to be on his side today.
As soon as more than a thousand Mongolian troops left the camp gate, an army rushed towards them.
First, two volleys knocked down hundreds of Mongolian cavalry, and then the two armies collided.
"Peel through——"
Just hearing a shout from the leading general of the other side, 1,500 brave "heavy cavalry" were like a torrent of steel, crushing towards the gate of the Mongolian army's camp.
"General, a group of troops rushed in from outside the camp. The flag is the 'Loyal and Filial Army' of the Kingdom of Jin. Our two thousand-man troops cannot withstand it."
"It's the 'Loyal and Filial Army' again. If anyone comes, follow me and kill them out——"
It was impossible to get out without killing. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and there was no possibility of saving it.
Subotai gathered more than 3,000 Mongolian warriors, wielding the scimitar in his hand, and took the lead to attack the camp gate.
After all, the space at the entrance of the camp was limited, and so many people and horses died, the "Loyal and Filial Army" had to slow down.
The deputy general of the "Loyal and Filial Army" saw that he could not continue like this. If the Mongolian army waited for them to react, his fifteen hundred men would not be enough to kill him.
"The front team changes to the back team, alternately covering the retreat——"
"The front team changes to the back team, alternately covering the retreat——"
"The front team changes to the back team, alternately covering the retreat——"
The order to retreat was continuously passed on by the soldiers of the "Loyal and Filial Army".
There is no way, it's late at night, I can only convey the order with my own voice.
Fighting was going on everywhere, and both sides were out of formation. After all, there were many Mongolian soldiers, and some small units of the "loyalty and filial piety army" were also besieged and divided.
At this time, if Monk Wanyan Chen was here, he would definitely use his personal bravery to fight his way out.
The deputy general has been with him for several years and knows what to do now, but it's a pity that his personal ability is not up to it.
The "Loyal and Filial Army" that actually withdrew had just over a thousand men. The deputy general's heart was bleeding. This was the lifeblood of the general!
Without time to feel sad, the deputy general withdrew toward the east with the "loyalty and filial piety army" who were in their early thousand years.
He knew that the gate of the nameless town had been completely blocked. He could not enter the city even if he ran west. He might as well go east in the opposite direction. After all, the border of Xia and Jin was more than a hundred miles away to the east.
By this time, Subotai had already reached the camp gate.
"Come here, quickly gather all the Mongolian warriors and kill all the remnants of the Jin Kingdom's 'Loyal and Filial Army' in the camp."
"Captain Tatu, I order you to take three thousand Mongolian warriors to hunt down the fleeing 'Loyal and Filial Army'. They only have one thousand people. They don't need to get too close. Just greet them with bows and arrows."
"They are heavy cavalry, and they are not as fast as you. I will wear them to death even if I have to kill you!"
Tadu took the order, fired up three thousand Mongolian cavalry, and pursued the "loyalty and filial piety army" along the escape route.
Subotai was completely furious and came with 20,000 Mongolian cavalry. The minimum requirement he gave himself was to capture Monk Wanyan Chen and then capture Yinzhou City.
Just in Yinzhou City, waiting for Wokuotai's arrival.
Unexpectedly, the pleasure brought by the previous victory in the battle and the massacre of the city had not dissipated, and in one day, his army suffered one setback after another.
Looking at the current situation, the camp cannot be saved at all. If these Mongolian warriors want to stay alive, they must capture another city as soon as possible.
It turns out that there is no way to go back to that small town. After two days of looting, there is nothing worth remembering, but this nameless town in front of me seems to be a tough nut to crack...
While Subotai was thinking wildly, the battle in the camp was already over.
Except for those who escaped sporadically, most of the knights of the "Loyal and Filial Army" who stayed behind were cut into pieces by random blades.
No one surrendered, and under such circumstances, it was impossible for the Mongolian army to accept surrender.
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On the top of the unknown town, Monk Wanyan Chen also stood there watching.
The soldiers guarding the city around him were all cheering, and even the local garrison rarely went up to the city wall in person.
Monk Wanyan Chen's heart was hard to calm down.
He knew that those were his 1,501 brothers, fighting with their lives against the Mongols.
Without his leadership, can the "loyalty and filial piety army" still be invincible?
Just like him, Monk Wanyan Chen, now that he has left his brothers in the "Loyal and Filial Army", he feels empty in his heart.
It was getting brighter in the east, and the difficult night was finally over.
"General Qi, excluding the 3,000 men and horses taken away by Captain Tatu, there are now more than 11,000 Mongolian warriors left."
When the last fire in the Mongolian camp was extinguished, the deputy general came to Subotai and whispered a warning.
In just one day, 20,000 Mongolian cavalry lost more than 5,000 people?
More importantly, because one of the horse pens was set on fire, more than 8,000 horses were burned, killed, and lost while running around.
In other words, of the more than 14,000 Mongolian cavalry remaining, 3,000 had to passively become infantry.
"We must use the blood of Xixia people and Jin people to wash away this shame!"
Subotai roared in his heart.
We were originally planning to attack the city early this morning, but now it seems impossible.
Subotai first sent people to the front, back, left and right to put out warnings, especially in the direction of the unknown town. He was worried that the other party would suddenly launch an attack.
I sent someone to contact Tatu again. I have been chasing him for two hours, and there must be no reply.
The remaining people entered the dilapidated camp. Most of the supplies could no longer be used, but there was still food.
In particular, a large number of horses were burned to death, and the horse meat was enough to feed more than 10,000 people for several days, so that they would not starve to death in a short time.
Unfortunately, the food and grass were burned, and not a single item of tent luggage was left usable. Feeding the remaining more than 10,000 horses required some effort.
It took more than half an hour to organize the camp. We could no longer stay here, so Subotai retreated more than 20 miles to the northeast with more than 11,000 remaining troops.
He remembered that when he came, there was a small village there.
One can imagine what fate this simple village will face next.
In the face of war, unless you are braver and more ferocious than the enemy, you will only be left with sorrow and death.
How can a village of two to three hundred people withstand the torment of more than 10,000 people?
When the sun rose directly overhead, no living creature in the village could breathe.
Subotai was sitting in the best house in the village, which was the village chief's home. All five members of the family had survived, including their three-year-old grandson.
As for the village chief's daughter-in-law, after Subotai had vented his bestial desires, he was thrown into the hands of his personal guards.
Subotai was drinking the soju he found from the village chief's house and thinking about what to do next.
"General Qi, something serious is going wrong——"
Subotai looked up and saw that it was the captain of his own bodyguard, and his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.
"What happened?"
"General, the people sent out to look for Tatu are back, but only one person came back."
"According to what he said, Tatu's troops were surrounded by an army from the Jin Kingdom fifty miles away from the Jinxia border."
"The opponent's banner was the 'Loyal and Brave Army', and they had a total of 30,000 infantry and cavalry, plus more than a thousand 'Loyal and Filial Army' iron cavalry. None of our 3,000 Mongolian warriors survived."
"What? Bring the messenger to see me——"
Although I had a premonition that something might happen, I never expected that the entire army of three thousand troops would be wiped out.
"General, he can't come to see you. The last messenger was also hit by two arrows. He is hopeless after giving the information."
The captain of the Guards choked up and said that the messenger who ran back desperately to report the news died in his arms. He was a child of seventeen or eighteen years old.
...
"Have the battle damage statistics been calculated?"
In a camp about a hundred miles away from the village of Subotai, Wanyan Kang was excitedly asking the deputy general next to him.
This was the biggest battle he fought since he joined the army, and he wiped out three thousand Mongolian cavalry.
Although, Wan Yankang knew in his heart that he had missed something.
The information about the enemy's arrival was detected in advance, and an ambush circle was laid out early. In addition, the opponent only had 3,000 people, and the tired army still fought fiercely for half the night.
The most important thing is that there are more than a thousand heavy cavalry of the "Zhongxiao Army" beside them.
Wanyankang had long heard of Monk Wanyan Chen and his "loyalty and filial piety army", and Guo Mo even recommended them to him.
Before, Wan Yankang always felt that it was a bit exaggerated.
After seeing it with my own eyes, I was really shocked.
Our own 30,000 "loyal and brave troops" were waiting for work, while the other party's "loyal and filial troops", who were in their early 1,000s, were all exhausted troops. They launched an attack on 3,000 Mongolian troops in the same period of time.
According to the final statistics, the 30,000 "loyal and brave troops" of ours actually killed about the same as the more than 1,000 "loyal and filial troops".
This discovery made Wanyankang ashamed, and at the same time he made up his mind to recruit this army and Monk Wanyanchen under his command.
Therefore, Wan Yankang asked his army doctors to give priority to the wounded soldiers of the "Zhongxiao Army" and provide the best food to entertain the warriors of the "Zhongxiao Army".
"My young prince, the battle report is out. All the Mongolian cavalry were wiped out, a total of 3,000 men and horses, and nearly 2,000 horses were captured intact."
"Twenty-eight hundred of our 'loyal and brave army' were killed in battle, and seventy-three of our 'loyal and filial army' were killed."
Wanyankang grabbed the battle report and couldn't believe his eyes.
This gap was too big. When they launched the charge, they had already fired three rounds of bows and arrows, and at least thousands of Mongolian soldiers were killed.
Unexpectedly, I still lost so much, and the "Loyal and Filial Army"...
"My young prince, the deputy general of the 'Loyalty and Filial Army' just said that these people are from Mongolia Subotai. The Mongolians were robbed of their camp last night and suffered heavy losses."
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Wan Yankang's lieutenant general was also very excited. He didn't care how much his side lost. As for the bulk of his troops, he would just recruit them after they died. But this victory was real.
...
"Senior Brother, are any of our people injured?"
Yesterday's movement was greater than Guo Mo expected. He encountered the Mongolian horse pen by accident, and the "Loyal and Filial Army" appeared at the right time.
"They're all back, not even a scratch on their flesh. It's just that fighting like this is not enough. Even if you let me kill a hundred Mongolian soldiers by myself."
Guo Mo felt relieved when he heard that his people were unharmed, and he had no intention of listening to Chen Xuanfeng's nonsense.
Being able to achieve the greatest victory at the smallest cost is Guo Mo's basic starting point.
Before Guo Mo had time to be happy, the waiter outside sent another piece of information.
"Brother Mo, what happened?"
After reading the information, Guo Mo didn't look very good, and his joy after winning the battle was gone.
Huang Rong took the information from Guo Mo and read it carefully.
It turned out that this was information sent by "Ting Feng", telling about Subotai's evil deeds in the northeastern villages.
After all, Guo Mo's identity is different from before, and this time he is going deep into the dangerous territory of the enemy's country.
In addition to the 500 Yanwang guards commanded by Chen Xuanfeng, there were also 300 horse thieves who were entrusted with the throne to support them. Lu Chengfeng also mobilized 200 "listening to the wind" experts.
The current investigation focus of "Ting Feng" is tilted to the junction of Xixia, Jin Kingdom and Mongolia.
"Senior Brother, please have someone make a few more copies of this information and send people to properly deliver it to various nearby cities in Xixia."
Guo Mo wanted to use the atrocities of the Mongols to inspire the fighting spirit of the entire Xixia people.
Subotai, now that you are here, don’t leave again...