Li Yi nodded and smiled, "What good advice can you do, but it's okay to say it."

"Looking at the bottom, there are many strong villagers in each village. It is too a pity to summon two or three thousand people. It is a pity that they can withdraw into the mountains. They are temporarily organized into each team to assist and grant them appropriately."

Li Yishen agreed that there were many young people among the refugees. They were asked to go to the battlefield to fight in a field and they would definitely lose ten battles. They should be organized into each team under the command of the generals to assist the soldiers of the Gongchen Army to grant Yamaguchi. It should be a good combat power, and it can also liberate the experienced soldiers and concentrate on killing the enemy.

Over the past few months, the Gongchen Army has frequently attacked and obtained a lot of armor and soldiers. It is still more than enough to give the refugees simple equipment.

"Okay, that's it. Your department will issue Ding Zhuang first and register it."

Li Qing's plan was adopted by Li Yi, and he seemed very excited. This guy initially recognized his ability and immediately agreed to do his business.

After getting idle, Li Yi looked at Qingbozi and said apologetically: "Tao Master forgives his sins, and he has to see blood in front of Shangqingguan Mountain Gate."

"The saints have virtue in the world, but the Taoists have family and country." Qingbozi looked calm.

Li Yi was not surprised. He had this idea back then and said vaguely: "I said it well, I don't expect there are hermits and masters in the mountains."

"It's just a superficial argument." Qing Bozi's face was calm, and he was not surprised.

"The armed Ding Zhuang also had no choice but to do it. I don't know if I can survive the disaster." Li Yizhi Qingbozi was unwilling to bother and took the initiative to change the topic.

"The minister has a kind heart, but he has to make decisions. There is no right or wrong in everything, just right or wrong." Qingbozi said lightly.

Li Yi was stunned, and there was a sensation in his eyes that was fleeting, and his attitude was even more polite. This is not a kind Taoist!

On that day, almost all the troops of the Gongchen Army were dispatched to assist refugees from the mountains to enter the mountains.

It is impossible not to say that the villagers have great energy. After they returned, they summoned the refugees to say a few words. Each household immediately cleaned up his house and gathered up his livestock. Under the command of the soldiers of Gongchen Army, they retreated into the mountains in batches. Those who obeyed could no longer obey. It can be seen that the strength of the clan and society had reached the point where they could replace the government in the countryside.

Qingbozi also took action and sent Taoist Shangqingguan to guide refugees into the valley, so as not to lose their direction. Losing direction in the mountains is fatal. Not to mention those tigers, leopards, jackals, even poisonous insects, flowers and plants are enough to kill people.

They are racing against time, and there are more and more refugees from the west and north, which indicates that the sign is not a good thing.

Refugees usually appear in front of attacking troops, and their arrival often means that the war is coming.

Li Yi was in trouble and for a full twelve hours, he finally got the people of various villages and villages. He was demolishing the camps but gathering a large number of refugees, and more and more. When they saw the flag of the Song army, they seemed to drowning people grab the last straw and demanded shelter from madly.

He couldn't help but be very angry. He couldn't kill him, and he couldn't drive him away, but the Mongolian army was getting closer and closer, and time was running out!

Time waits for no one. It is late August. As the number of refugees continues to increase, the pressure on the Gongchen Army doubles.

Li Yi issued a letter of the strong men to guide refugees into the mountains. The number of people was too large and too crowded, so he had to let some refugees enter the camps of the Ninth and Tenth Battalions first to prevent possible congestion and blockages. Even so, a large number of people were left outside, and everyone was in a mess and noisy manner, and some people were quite excited.

"Master, I pity us, let us go in!"

"What are the enemy who wants? Let's go in."

"Open the door quickly. You are the official army, how can you watch us being massacred?"

"These cowards who are officials are like seeing the enemy as if they are big fathers."

Li Yi was extremely anxious. Military newspapers from all sides said that the Mongolian military cavalry was getting closer and closer. He immediately said to Huyanxin: "Brother, it's really not possible for you to divert refugees into the mountain. Let them enter the 10th camp, and then transfer three teams of Buba to guard the camp."

Faced with the influx of refugees, Hu Yanxin knew that the situation was urgent and did not talk much. He called him to do his business immediately, and everyone else was busy performing their duties.

Under Ye Kai's escort, Li Yi went to observe the enemy situation. He had more than a hundred soldiers of the Beiwei Army, all of whom were burly and fierce, all of whom were armored.

Outside the mountain, more than twenty miles northwest of the mountain pass, there were no more refugees. Those who should have escaped had escaped, and those who could not escape must have died under the sword of the Mongolian army's ranger.

Li Yi's face turned pale and he stared at a wisp of smoke and dust in the distance.

"Sixth brother, more than a hundred cavalry." Ye Kai narrowed his eyes and was full of murderous aura. More than a hundred cavalry were not too difficult for him and for the soldiers of the Beiwei Army.

Li Yi held the horse's reins and looked into the distance, looking at the Mongolian horses slowly appearing in the sky. With a wave of his hand, more than a hundred Beiwei soldiers formed two teams, and they took out troops and were ready to fight each other.

Everyone is full of passion, which is the desire to fight, the desire of elite soldiers to kill the enemy, and the pursuit of wealth and fame.

In the distance, the Mongolian army and horses discovered the Song army. They stopped slowly and stood hundreds of steps north, forming a diffuse formation to watch.

Obviously, the red sun, moon and starry flag of Gongchen Army made the Mongolian cavalry vigilant, and did not dare to approach too much for fear of losing.

Li Yi smiled coldly and pulled out a five-foot straight knife from the saddle, saying it was a straight knife. In fact, the handle of the knife was one foot and five, and the blade was three foot and five. It was simply a smaller version of Tang Mo's sword. It was not long or short, and it was very suitable for horse battles.

In a few months, there were skilled blacksmiths among the refugees who were introduced to the baggage camp and created this sharp blade in his spare time. Its sharpness is not weaker than his straight knife and is more suitable for actual combat.

Unfortunately, the long-handled straight sword imitating Modao is expensive and it is impossible to equip the army in large quantities.

With a straight knife in front of the sword, the war horse ran slowly without any passion. He led the way in front of the soldiers of the Beiwei Army.

The Gongchen Army has formed some kind of question, and will always rush to the front. The first sentence is familiar to the soldiers: "Clash with me."

The guards had long been familiar with what they were going to do. The cavalry in the front team each carried out long and short battles, while the cavalry in the back team took out their bows and arrows, followed Li Yi, and marched slowly.

The tactics of the Mongolian cavalry were very standard. When the Song army slowly approached and entered two hundred steps, they all set their bows and arrows and shot arrows in rows.

Although the compound bow is powerful, it is not harmful to the soldiers of the Beiwei Army a hundred steps away. Facing the fiercely aggressive Song cavalry, they are a little timid.

The reputation of Gongchen Army was spread privately in various Mongolian troops, especially its strong armored and sharp soldiers. The Mongolian soldiers who had fought with them were afraid of talking. When they saw it today, the extraordinary and powerful compound bow did not kill them at all, which inevitably damaged their confidence.
Chapter completed!