Xiao Longnu, Guo Fu and Huang Rong got the news and came with all the heroes to see him off.
There were even many martial arts heroes who asked for a fight on the spot, wanting to follow and kill the enemy.
Su Mingzhe rejected everyone's kindness one by one.
More than 90% of these heroes are heroes.
However, there is also one percent of people who are Tatar spies.
Su Mingzhe had been planning for today's sneak attack for a month and there was no room for error.
Therefore, in order to conceal the news as much as possible, everyone must be trustworthy when leaving the city this time.
What's more, Su Mingzhe's sneak attack may seem a bit dangerous to outsiders.
However, doesn’t Su Mingzhe himself know whether it is dangerous or not?
In a battle that is guaranteed to be won, why should we give credit to others?
Guo Fu suddenly pulled Su Mingzhe and asked with concern:
"Senior Brother, how confident are you in this sneak attack?"
"Almost fifty percent!"
Su Mingzhe had already predicted this.
He was only 50% sure.
However, this 50% certainty does not mean winning the battle, but a 50% certainty of annihilating the enemy.
"Only 50%?"
Guo Fu was a little dissatisfied after hearing this.
Huang Rong's face was full of joy, and she thought to herself:
"In the past month or so, my eldest disciple has rehearsed the sneak attack plan five times in total, but now he is only 50% sure. It seems that he is quite cautious. I and Brother Jing are not afraid of him taking risks anymore!"
…
Mongolian Tatar camp.
The forward marshal summoned his subordinates Tumian Nayan (head of ten thousand households) and Minhan Nayan (head of thousands of households), and said solemnly:
"Send the order, the barbarians of the Southern Song Dynasty are going to attack tonight, no one is allowed to sleep, and the army is ready for battle!"
When everyone heard that there was a battle, they all showed joy.
The two heads of ten thousand households said suspiciously:
"Marshal, may I ask how many people came to attack the barbarians?"
"It was reported that there were eight thousand people!"
After everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.
Marshal Dutong coughed lightly and reminded:
"Don't underestimate these eight thousand people. The four generals leading the team are all disciples of the Golden Blade Consort!"
When everyone heard the words 'Prince Consort with a Golden Sword', they felt as if a big white goose had been choked by someone. Their laughter stopped suddenly, and some awe began to appear in their eyes.
These Nayans are either Wanhu or Qianhu. Their ages are not much different from Guo Jing's, and they all basically know the value of the words 'Prince Consort with a Golden Sword'.
Now that they heard that the Song Dynasty general who came to attack was a disciple of the Golden Sword Prince Consort, everyone couldn't help but become nervous.
Afterwards, more than twenty people left the commander's tent with nervous expressions, summoned their men one after another, and prepared their troops for battle.
…
"Come on!"
"Kill!"
Groups of Xiangyang soldiers used all their strength to beat gongs and drums, shouting slogans at the top of their lungs.
When the torches were lit in the Mongolian camp and people were running around, these Xiangyang soldiers quietly left their place and headed for their next destination before the Mongolian Tatars came to encircle and suppress them!
Wu Xiuwen watched the groups of soldiers under his command leave, and a worried look flashed in his eyes:
Seeing another wave of gongs and drums disappearing, knowing that there were still two quarters of an hour before the next one, a head of ten thousand households ran to the commander's account to complain:
"Marshal, these Song people are so cunning. They just keep beating gongs and drums but don't attack. Batulu is exhausted by them and will definitely not be able to attack the city tomorrow!"
"This is the old wisdom of the Golden Sword Prince Consort!"
Marshal Dutong had already guessed what was happening now, but he explained helplessly:
"They just want to keep disturbing us, keep us awake all night, and then launch a sneak attack at dawn! Because at dawn, it is also the time when everyone is sleepiest..."
After hearing the explanation, the head of Wanhu asked in a low voice:
"Marshal, can we let the Batulus take a rest and wake them up at dawn..."
"No, Jin Dao Prince Consort has said that this art of war pays attention to 'the virtual and the real'. If we really go to rest and the opponent sees the real and fake, they will turn the false attack into a real attack!"
Marshal Guo Tong is indeed a good student. He has memorized the tactics used by Guo Jing when he led his troops in battle, as well as the words he said.
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It's a pity that he didn't know that there is a 'serial strategy' in the art of war.
…
"Young Master Yang, it's dawn!"
Yang Guo's subordinates heard the soldiers calling the time and quickly woke up Yang Guo who was sleeping.
"It's dawn?"
Yang Guo opened his eyes and looked at the rising sun in the east, and couldn't help but feel shocked:
"Everyone mount up and attack the Tatar camp today. Everyone will be rewarded ten times!"
"Here!"
Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
General Pi immediately went to deliver the order, and not long after, all the two thousand elite archers and crossbowmen in Xiangyang City arrived.
"Everyone is ready to shoot rockets at the Tatar camp!"
Yang Guo actually didn't know whether this sneak attack would go smoothly.
But Su Mingzhe said that everything is determined by "three-quarters of it is destined, and seven-cent of it depends on hard work."
Now the Mongols are powerful and their soldiers are brave and good at fighting, which is far beyond what the Song army can contend with.
If you can't take a risk, you won't have any chance at all.
…
Boom boom boom——
Earth-shaking thunder and thunder echoed back to Xiangyang City from a distance.
Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others who had been guarding the city gate tower all night suddenly became nervous:
"It finally begins!"
"Mom, what is this sound?"
After keeping watch all night, Guo Fu, who had long been sleepy, was woken up by the shock wave of the shaking earth and quickly asked about the situation.
"This is the 'landmine' developed by your senior brother, a kind of firearm buried in the ground!"
Seeing that the war had begun, Huang Rong no longer concealed:
"Your senior brother knows very well that there is a disparity in combat power between our Song Dynasty and Mongolia, so he wants to use firearms to win. After his research, he invented several types of firearms. The one that explodes now is called a 'landmine', and it was buried by your senior brother in advance.
Below the Tatar camp!”
"This is your senior brother's confidence to attack the Tatars!"
…
When dawn breaks.
Su Mingzhe was not in the Tatar forward camp, but in the Tatar central camp fifty miles to the north.
There had just been a big battle here. More than 10,000 of the 50,000-strong Tatar army were killed by landmines. Su Mingzhe led the team to kill more than 10,000 people and captured more than 10,000 people. Only more than 10,000 people were left.
Fleeing north.
Wait until it's past noon.
Wu Dunru then led his team and ran back with resentment on his face:
"Big brother!"
This time, they attacked the Tatar camp secretly.
Su Mingzhe and Yang Guo were responsible for the sneak attack, while Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen were responsible for the interception.
Fortunately, Wu Xiuwen was responsible for cooperating with Yang Guo and intercepting 20,000 Tatar deserters.
Wu Dunru was responsible for intercepting 50,000 Tatar deserters.
That night, after running for dozens of miles, Wu Dunru's army was almost dispersed by the Tatars.
If all the troops were dispersed, then this great victory would have nothing to do with him!
"Tired?"
Su Mingzhe naturally understood Wu Dunru's resentment.
After all, this kid is only seventeen years old. He can listen to his command and sneak around all night, which is enough to give him face.
"without!"
Wu Dunru knew Su Mingzhe's character and would not let his brother suffer, so he quickly reported the battle situation.
Su Mingzhe was not very satisfied when he heard that Wu Dunru had only collected eight thousand soldiers.
According to Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Su Mingzhe relied on tens of thousands of landmines buried under the two military camps for this sneak attack plan.
In fact, everything is under Su Mingzhe's control.
Among them, the Tatar marshal’s selection of the camp was influenced by Su Mingzhe’s ‘soul-taking technique’.
Under these camps, there are not only more than 10,000 landmines planted by Su Mingzhe's people, but also a 'shock formation' set up by Su Mingzhe!
After a night of harassment, the Tatar army was exhausted.
As the landmine exploded, the already nervous Tatars collapsed instantly after Su Mingzhe activated the shock array and fled in all directions.
This was the main reason why Su Mingzhe was dissatisfied when he heard that Wu Dunru had only captured eight thousand soldiers.
After all, the enemy has collapsed and is just for you to catch.