After fighting in the middle of the night, there were more and more Mongolian soldiers. From the beginning of two or three people in a small team, to now seven or eight people in a team, and each team was separated by a distance of 100 meters. So many people made it impossible for everyone to attack, so they only
I can go back.
Hiding in the woods, looking at the horses, everyone laughed loudly. Although they didn't kill for a long time, they killed a lot of people. Look at these horses, they look at least rough.
There are two to three hundred horses.
"Uncle Master, the Mongolian Tatars are very tight now. I think we should send these horses back first and rest for a while!" Lin Heng suggested to Qiu Chuji again, and Qiu Chuji agreed after thinking about it. So, the eleven people
Carrying the horse on his torso, he walked in the direction of Xinye.
Xinye is the administrative seat under Xiangyang, and together with Dengzhou, they defend Xiangyang. If they want to defeat Xiangyang, the Mongols must attack the two cities. But now that the Mongols have come out, there are no Mongolian soldiers around the two cities. This is why they can come and go freely.
reasons.
Soon, everyone returned to Xinye. Here, they also saw some people from the Beggar Gang. These people also led their horses. As soon as they met, they started chatting with each other, telling each other how many Tatars they had killed.
When they got excited, they sat down together, drank from a big bowl, and laughed loudly.
Looking at this, Lin Heng shook his head and went back to his room. He sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated to recover his energy. About dawn, a knock on the door woke Lin Heng up.
He immediately walked out of the room and when he saw it was Qiu Chuji, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Uncle, what do you want to do with me?"
"Master Nephew, we plan to attack the Mongolian Tatars again before dawn. This time, all of us will attack together to try to catch the Tatars off guard." As he said that, Qiu Chuji put himself, the martial arts people and the generals in the city together.
The discussion came out. At this time, it was just before dawn, and it was also the time when people were least energetic. At this time, the Mongolian army's defense must have relaxed a lot. Then a surprise attack was very likely to succeed.
Of course, if it was just martial arts people, then they could only kill a few more people, but if these thousands of officers and soldiers were added, then a catastrophe would probably happen.
Thinking of this, Lin Heng nodded immediately, turned around, picked up his long sword, and followed Qiu Chuji to the military camp square.
Here, General Xinye was boosting morale. Thousands of soldiers below were also wearing armor, holding spears, and shouting to the sky. After a while, the army left the city, and those in the front were martial arts people like them. During the discussion
, the first wave of attacks were these martial arts people. With their strong martial arts, they broke into the camp directly, set fires, killed, and disrupted the Mongolian arrangements. Then the new soldiers of the new field attacked on horseback. If they succeeded, they would definitely be able to carry out a massive attack.
Defeat the Mongols, and even give up their intention to attack Xiangyang. If they failed, these people would probably die in the Mongolian camp, because their number was too small and they could not compare with the Mongolian army of 100,000.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Heng counted the ground under his feet, and suddenly he jumped out. Without unsheathing the long sword behind his back, he just flew over the heads of the Mongolian spies, and lightly slapped the two of them on the top of their heads. There were two snaps, two
The spies fell to the ground one after another, no longer breathing. Although Lin Heng's two palms were light, they immediately shattered the brain nerves of the two men, so they died without any breathing.
After killing two people, Lin Heng's body was spinning in the air like a top. Below him, the spies who discovered something strange were just about to make a sound, but they were slapped by Lin Heng alone and died at the moment.
After killing these spies, Lin Heng immediately moved to one side. He followed the same method this time and killed several groups of spies one after another. Like him, there were also Qiu Chuji and others, who were Quanzhen disciples, and this time they took over
He completed the task of opening a road, killing the spies blocking the road ahead, allowing the army to pass silently, and at the same time, allowing those martial arts people to enter the camp, killing people and setting fires everywhere.
Just as Lin Heng continued to work, he suddenly heard noisy shouts, and streaks of fire shot up into the sky at the right time. Lin Heng knew that those people had succeeded.
Immediately, Lin Heng abandoned the spies and rushed towards the camp.
Due to the sudden fire in the Mongolian camp, everyone suddenly became chaotic. At this time, the martial arts people were like ghosts, killing crazily all around, which even shocked the Mongolian soldiers. The Song Army soldiers who followed
, completely made them panic. In this panic environment, Lin Heng's whole body was like Shura, and every time he swung the heavy sword in his hand, he took away a piece of life.
The Mongolian camp turned into a Shura battlefield, with stumps, broken arms, and blood mixed together. The pungent smell of blood made people sick and vomited. But here, everyone was driven crazy by the smell of blood. They didn't care at all.
As human beings, the Mongolian Tatars only know how to kill, kill, kill...
Originally, things were going well, but unfortunately after a quarter of an hour or so, the Mongolian Tatars in front of everyone suddenly began to retreat cautiously. They lined up one by one, and soon they gathered like this. So many people gathered together and started to kill.
This is troublesome. Several martial arts warriors wanted to fly in and disrupt their formation, but before they landed, they were stabbed to the core by spears deep in the formation. Seeing this, Lin Heng knew that he
That's all the others can do. Without a large army rushing into battle, they would not be able to break the Mongolian army.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Heng retreated immediately, looking for those Mongolian soldiers who were few or alone and killed them. Of course, he looked more at the Song soldiers. He found that the Song soldiers had already been killed by the Mongols.
The army surrounded them, and more and more people gathered there. After a while, tens of thousands of people would probably surround them.
"No, we have to find a way!" Lin Heng was worried. He looked around, hoping to find something useful. Soon, he saw the horses in the stable and thought of the fire bull formation. He immediately grabbed the torch nearby and killed
The Mongolian Tatars blocking the road got into the stables.
There are many stables, and there are at least four to five thousand horses locked in it. However, these horses are obviously not all of the Mongolian army. But Lin Heng can't care about so many. He cuts the reins and lights the horse's tail with a torch. The horse is heated, and for a while
There was a commotion. As more and more horses surged forward, the horses in front could no longer bear it. They rushed out of the stables one by one and galloped around.
A galloping fire horse makes people frightened, but a fire horse that cannot run in the crowd only makes people panic. Although the fire horse that ran out of the stable started running, as soon as it squeezed into the crowd, these horses automatically
The speed slowed down, but as the burning of the horse's tail became more and more intense, the fire horse also began to stir up non-stop. More importantly, Lin Heng did not release all the horses at once, but after the first batch of horses stopped,
Then the second batch of horses was released. Under the impact of the second batch of fire horses, the first batch of horses finally galloped with all their strength. At this time, they didn't care about the crowd around them and just ran with all their strength, like crazy bison.
, bump into people when they see them, and trample them into mud when they hit the ground.
Seeing this, Lin Heng was happy. He planned to release the third batch of horses from the left and right, but before he could do so, he heard a gust of wind behind him and immediately ducked sideways. However, with a muffled sound, Lin Heng saw densely packed small black dots beating.
To himself. He was startled, and immediately waved the long sword in his hand to protect his whole body. However, these black spots were too scattered and there were too many. Although he blocked most of them, some still hit him.
"Iron sand... it's poisonous sand!" Lin Heng looked ugly and looked up at the person. Under the firelight, he saw that the person's face was purple and he was holding a weapon like a mourning stick in his hand. "You are Xiaoxiangzi!" Lin Heng was shocked.
He shouted, but he didn't expect Xiaoxiangzi to be serving in the Mongolian army at this time.
"Haha... I didn't expect you, a little kid, to know me?" Xiao Xiangzi looked at Lin Heng with some surprise. His voice was just like his appearance, very stiff and harsh.
After exhaling, Lin Heng knew that he had been poisoned by Xiao Xiangzi. He might be fine for a short time, just like Guo Jing in the original work, but it would not last long.
"Take the move!" He yelled, and the long sword in Lin Heng's hand slashed horizontally. Xiao Xiangzi did not expect that he was poisoned by his own poison. Not only did he not faint, but he also attacked himself. Inadvertently, Xiao Xiangzi had a piece of his clothes cut off by Lin Heng.
, but with his quick reaction, he still blocked Lin Heng's attack with the mourning stick in his hand, but the huge force made him step back several steps before he stood still.
Just as he stood firm, Lin Heng attacked him. He struck down with a powerful and heavy sword, which frightened Xiao Xiangzi and quickly raised his mourning stick.
There was a loud bang, the swords and sticks collided, and the huge mourning stick was broken into seven or eight pieces by Lin Heng's tyrannical skills, flying in all directions. Xiaoxiangzi yelled, the secret path was not good, and immediately rolled on the spot, trying to
He dodged Lin Heng's attack. But Lin Heng's attack was quite fast. Although he dodged the upper leg, his lower leg was hit by Lin Heng. There was only a scratching sound, and Xiao Xiangzi's right leg was completely damaged.
It got bent.
"Ah..." With a cry of pain, Xiao Xiangzi couldn't care about anything else. He could only grab a handful of soil and throw it at Lin Heng. Then he took the opportunity to retract his legs and staggered away.
Seeing this, Lin Heng did not pursue, but immediately let go of the other horses, lit their tails, and let them rush out. He grabbed an intact horse, flew up, and rushed out of the camp.
