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The night was already over the battle array. Countless flaming torches were stacked on top of the battlefield, the flames flickering, reflecting the snow-covered wasteland, exuding the smell of hell in the dark night.

The sound of shouting and killing echoed in this night, as if the sound of Shura came from the Nine Shadows Underground, adding ten times more murderous aura to this night!

The Mongolian military horses kept moving back and forth in the night, and groups of men and horses filled up, most of them were soldiers of three thousand households, and the dead and wounded soldiers were also carried down like water, but they were placed in the icy and snowy field, and no one went to treat them.

The 1,000-man and 100-strong teams that had been withdrawn from the front line were all in tatters, and the officers and men who could still move had exhausted their strength and sat in the snow, gasping for breath, and they didn't even have the strength to eat dry food.

Since early yesterday morning, these people have been driven into battle by the Mongols in turn, and under the threat of bows and arrows and scimitars, they launched attacks on the positions of the Ming and Tang coalition forces in waves. It was almost a suicidal impact, braving the artillery fire of the Ming army, and the clusters of arrows falling like raindrops, wave after wave, endlessly!

One hundred squad after another, fully staffed, were crippled, and only twenty or thirty walking corpse-like soldiers remained. The Mongols, who surrounded them several times their number, did not give up, and still repeatedly forced them to go to the battlefield, using the most rudimentary weapons, to launch a death-defying attack on an enemy far more powerful than them.

By this time, all the Semu people seemed to know their mortal fate, and the sound of their secret weeping came and went in the snow where they rested. These followed the Mongols as lackeys. The second-class color who has been powerful and blessed in the Central Plains for decades has finally tasted the taste of being a third-class person!

their status. Not only is it inferior to the Han army, but it is even inferior to the Han people who have just transported military rations to the front line. These people are unarmed. But none of the Mongols killed them, they were driven to the side of the Ming and Tang coalition forces, and no Mongols followed them to attack. They were now gathered in the open space south of the Ming and Tang camps, lit hundreds of bonfires to keep warm, and received food from the Daimyo's Governor's Mansion. Apparently his life was saved!

The fierce fighting for three consecutive days seemed to have exhausted the Ming and Tang coalition forces, and the casualties reached thousands. Most of the morale was also worn away by this endless attack, regardless of casualties. Since yesterday afternoon, the Ming-Tang coalition forces have begun to shrink their fronts. Step by step, he retreated to the north wall of his own camp, and relied on it to build several lines of defense.

The battle has reached this point, the Ming and Tang coalition forces have already occupied an absolute advantage in the exchange ratio, and three days have passed, their reinforcements must be very close, maybe they have reached Zhending Mansion. Indeed, there is no need to risk hard fighting, as long as it drags on, it will be an unprecedented victory.

There was another hurried trumpet whimper. This means that thousands more exhausted and utterly desperate Lusters will pick up maces, maces, or spears and launch a new suicidal assault.

"Li Heng Qianhu, it's your turn!"

Li Heng, who was bent on dying two days ago, is actually not dead yet. But his ancestral Qingtang Monkey Armor seemed to be attached to the blessing of the spirits of the kings of the Western Xia dynasties in the sky, and he was pulled back from the ghost gate again and again. This armor is already scarred. I don't know how many armor leaves have been broken and broken, and there are more than a dozen broken arrows hanging on the armor leaves. The clusters of arrows in several of them not only pierced the Qingtang Poor Armor, but also pierced through a piece of chain mail worn in the inner layer. stabbed straight into Li Heng's flesh. However, it was only a flesh wound.

However, his old subordinates did not have the same good luck, they did not have the ancestors who were emperors to pass down the strongest armor, and they did not have the little luck of their ancestors to bless them. After two days of fighting, hundreds of people have already returned to Huangquan, and there are less than 200 people left who can still fight, and they are mixed with several other broken 1,000-person teams to form a new 1,000-person team, and Li Heng is their thousand-person official.

He jerked to his feet, and picked up a mace in his sore arm—his treasure knife had already cut a large steel-encrusted horizontal knife in two, so he had to replace it with a mace.

"Sons, it's our turn again!" Li Heng raised his eyes and looked around, and could only see desperate faces, "Let's go with a certain one, Great Mongolia has raised us for so many years, and now it's time to repay it!" ”

Under the moonlight, the tired soldiers formed a chaotic team, and under the supervision of thousands of Mongolian archers, they pounced on the camp of the Ming and Tang coalition forces with red eyes. That's where they died! The Nine White Scrolls of the Mongol Great Khan fluttered and rolled under the reflection of the bonfires, almost inserting hundreds of steps outside the camp of the Ming and Tang coalition forces. Dozens or hundreds of drums were under these nine drums, beating out the earth-shattering drums.

Kublai Khan had already arrived on the front line, standing under the fluttering Jiuxu, surrounded by dozens of important generals and ministers. One by one, the fleeing Semu army dragged them to Kublai Khan, covered in blood, and cut off his head on a snowfield completely red with blood.

But Kublai Khan didn't look at these people who were crying and begging for their lives, the tall and burly figure stood straight, the cloak behind him hunted in the night light, he just frowned tightly, and his gaze seemed distant, as if he had penetrated the entire camp and seen a distant place.

Another attack by the Colored Flesh smashed into pieces in front of the Ming and Tang Dynasty allied army villages, and the remaining soldiers dragged their wounded companions to collapse. Li Heng was also among them, he hung an arm, his helmet was knocked off, and suddenly he ran straight to Kublai Khan's Da Xu, and knelt on the ground and cried, "Great Khan!" Spare my life, I can't fight, I've been fighting for two days, and my sons have already fought out...... I've done my best, so let me take a breath! Tomorrow, I'll go and die for the Great Khan again! ”

Kublai Khan was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, he saw Brother Xiang on the side step forward and speak: "Great Khan, Li Heng is loyal to our Great Mongolia, and he is going to assassinate Chen Thief on the battlefield ......of the Daqing River."

"Oh?" Kublai Khan had almost forgotten about this, and was reminded by Brother Yixiang, and then remembered, "It was instructed by the old nun of Yidu?" ”

Li Heng nodded weakly, and then looked at Kublai Khan expectantly. Hell, he's still unwilling to go!

Kublai Khan nodded thoughtfully and exhaled, "Since that's the case, then don't participate in the next attack." He turned his head to look at An Tong, "Find someone to protect him." ”

An Tong waved his hand at the cowardly Xue Gang, who was almost guarding, and several people rushed up and dragged Li Heng away.

Kublai Khan beckoned to Liu Bingzhong again, summoned Liu Xiaoyuan's uncle to his side, and commanded in a low voice: "Take Li Heng with you when you go out." ”

"Take Li Heng?" Liu Bingzhong was stunned for a moment, "Who will hand him over?" ”

"Of course it's Li Cuixian!"

"Isn't he mortal, then?" Liu Bingzhong shook his head, "The matter of Daqing River ......"

"This is a thorn, a thorn in Chen Dexing's heart!" Kublai Khan sneered, "Chen Dexing is a hero, anyone who is a hero must be suspicious, Li Cuixian has made a great contribution this time!" The Li family has a large army on the territory again...... Hehe, put a thorn in the roots, I'm looking forward to it! ”

Liu Bingzhong hugged his fists and said: "The Great Khan is wise! It's just that...... This Li Heng fell into the hands of Li Cuixian, and nine times out of ten he would be wiped out......"

Kublai Khan smiled coldly: "I want him to die in Li Cuixian's army!" Because the dead may not be able to speak! ”

Liu Bingzhong twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while, and also felt that Kublai Khan's words had some truth, Li Heng fell into the hands of Li Cuixian, and it was indeed a hot potato. Kill the mouth, Chen Dexing must suspect that there is some conspiracy behind the attack on Daqinghe - the nun who destroys the door wants to kill Chen Dexing, there is nothing, fight for the world, naturally he has to do everything, Chen Dexing himself did not give his father-in-law Li Pu a trick. But if Li Cuixian is also involved...... That's not the same nature!

Kublai Khan turned his head and gave An Tong a look again, "Do you know the chronic medicine of the old man in the mountains brought back by the Western Expeditionary Army?" ”

The Old Man of the Mountain was the leader of the Assasin faction of the Celestial Sect, also known as the Assassin faction, and was the best at assassination. Because of this, he offended the Mongols and was annihilated by Hulegu and his troops. Many of the tools, poisons, and cheats used for assassination were sent back to Horin by Hülegü, and now all of them have fallen into the hands of Kublai Khan. Kublai Khan, on the other hand, handed over all these things to the cowardly Xue Jun to study, hoping that one day they would come in handy. However, cultivating assassins is not an overnight thing, otherwise the current Great Khan would be Ali Buge. However, it was easy to poison Li Heng with the poisons of the Assassin faction - there were several poisons of the Assassin faction that were chronic medicines for the dead, which would not take effect immediately after taking them, and there was still enough time to complete the assassination mission.

If Li Heng took this poison and died in Li Cuixian's army, it would undoubtedly be a thorn in the coffin between Chen Dexing and Li Cuixian - although it may not cause the two of them to turn against each other, but Li Heng is going to die anyway, and if he can use it, it will not be in vain for the great Mongolia to raise their father and son for decades.

As soon as Kublai Khan finished explaining, he saw a fast horse galloping from the side, and a Mongolian horse shouted at Kublai Khan on the horse: "Great Khan, the army of the thief Chen has reached a hundred miles to the west!" There are seventy or eighty thousand people, all of whom are in steel armor! ”

The eyes of everyone around Kublai Khan were focused on him, and the feelings of fear, unwillingness, helplessness, and sadness were all revealed at this moment.

Kublai Khan only sneered, waved his hand and said, "We should go too!" This is the ...... It's not where we Mongolians should stay, the west, the west is our world! (To be continued......)