Jamuha's face was green. At the small Fengkou, he and Yao Meng's border troops had been fighting for two days and one night. The continuous attack not only caused heavy casualties on the defenders, but also exhausted the attacking side and occupied the advantage of cavalry maneuvers. Jamuha continued to guerrillas, interspersed and cut, and divided the Lucheng border troops from the main force bit by bit and then eliminated them. The casualties ratio of both sides was basically maintained at 4 to 1. At present, more than 1,000 cavalry under Jamuha's Lucheng border troops were killed or killed, which means that Yao Meng's Lucheng border troops had already lost half of their combat effectiveness. Generally speaking, if the casualties exceed 50%, a unit basically lost its combat effectiveness, but this Lucheng border troops were like a gummy, sticking to Jamuha tightly.

What scared Jamukha the most was that in two days and one night, he had forced Yao Meng's troops to retreat dozens of miles, but he found that while the other party retreated, he actually gave up all the wounded soldiers. On the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, these wounded soldiers who were lying on the ground were not noticeable, but often caused huge casualties to them. They would suddenly start to hurt people when the Mongolian army passed by. Because they were unprepared, the attacked Mongolian army would basically be killed. Later, when they saw the corpse of the Lucheng border army lying on the ground, the Mongolian army would shoot two arrows first to ensure that the other party was dead. This style of fighting Jamukha had never encountered it, and it also made him frightened. After fighting for many years, this was the first time he felt a little scared. The other party did not regard himself as a living person at all.

What Jamuha was even more worried about was that the Tuli tribe and Han Zhong tribe that had entered Tanzhou, only 6,000 people. If he could not hold on in time and let the main force of the Tanzhou army find their lonely army, they would be finished. There are more than 50,000 regular town troops in Tanzhou. If the entire reserve force was mobilized, he would probably mobilize nearly 100,000 troops. Han Zhong and Tuli, who were alone, would face a catastrophe at any time.

The king's plan was to eat half of Tanzhou's troops. If he could not enter the hinterland of Tanzhou in time, the Mongolian army would be beaten back.

"Reorganize the troops and continue to attack until the enemy is defeated!" Thinking of this, Jamukha issued an order to continue the attack without hesitation.

"General. The soldiers are already tired!" Tu Hai said worriedly. Although the high-intensity attacks for two consecutive days and one night were rotational attacks, the soldiers were already at the end of their strength.

Grab a handful of snow from the ground and rubbed her face hard a few times to make her head clearer. Jamukha said coldly: "We are tired, the enemy is tired, we have war horses. But they only have two legs, and they are more miserable than us. Tuhai, at this time, it is better to compare with who is stronger will. Can we, the heroes of the Great Meng, be even better than these Great Yue people? If you can't do it, I will lead the team to attack in person!"

Tuhai shook his body and clasped his fists and said, "I understand. General, the last general will immediately organize an attack."

Xiaoliang Mountain, called it a mountain, is actually a hill that is dozens of meters high. All the troops of the Lucheng Border Army have been concentrated here. Jamuha actually overestimated the remaining strength of the Lucheng Border Army. The troops of nearly 10,000 people were only more than 3,000 people who could gather in Xiaoliang Mountain at this time, but these more than 3,000 people were soldiers who could still fight. All the wounded soldiers had given up in the previous battles.

Wang Zhuang was already dead. Ding Jian wrapped his bandage on his head and walked around his left eye obliquely. The eye was gone. Qiao Zifang was still alive. He looked at the torches all over the mountains in the distance with a gloomy gaze. The armor on his body was removed. Although the bandage on his belly was tightly wrapped, blood still oozed out. Among the few people, only Yao Meng was slightly intact, but his whole body was like a bloody man. I don’t know if he was injured.

The three generals sat on the ground, watching the torches in the distance moving towards this side again, knowing that the Mongolian army was about to launch an attack again.

"***, it's endless!" Ding Jian's bunch of snow was stuffed into his mouth randomly, and after chewing it for a few times, he swallowed it.

Turning his head to look at Yao Meng, Qiao Zifang said angrily: "Yao Huzi, I have really killed you this time. Otherwise, we can escape now, maybe we can escape."

"Run, no," Ding Jian sneered, "You old Qiao's legs are faster than the four hooves of a horse. The brothers are all hungry and tired. They can hold them here for a while. Once you run, you will be finished immediately."

It’s not that Qiao Zifang didn’t understand this truth, but the soldiers had no horses, and their generals and personal soldiers still had horses. If they ran at this time, they might not be able to escape, but they could not say this. He reminded him, hoping that Yao Meng would understand and then take notice. His second battalion has been completed. Now more than 3,000 people on Xiaoliang Mountain are soldiers of the first battalion, and Wang Zhuang has hundreds of people left. The others are all remaining part of the other two battalions. If Yao Meng had not agreed, he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to run.

Yao Meng smiled and looked at Qiao Zifang, "Old Qiao, do you know that I have always looked down on you. Even if I am still a general, I look down on you when you are already a general."

Qiao Zifang spat, "The first battalion is all bastards, and I have always looked down on us. I don't know anything."

"But this time, Lao Qiao, I look at you with admiration. You are still a man of our Lucheng Border Army." Yao Meng patted Qiao Zifang on the shoulder, "The wind knows the strong grass, and the swaying knows the heroes. Compared to Sima Rui, the bastard, you Qiao Zifang deserves the four words "our Lucheng Border Army."

Qiao Zifang said with an ugly face: "I deserve to have a ** meaning. I have been afraid of death for more than ten years. Once I have been brave, I will lose my life. Yao Huzi, you don't have to put a high hat on me. You just die. I want to run away, but I may kill you. If you are not afraid, I will only follow you, the tamper. Bastard, bastard, if you listen to me, let's go to Anqing, regardless of whether he is Sima Ren's life or death."

At this time, there was no scruples between each other, and he said it happily, "When I was in Lucheng, General Feng looked down on us. If there were any good things to do, I was not happy and simply threw it away. Hehehe, I thought Sima Rui was a wise master, but I didn't expect that he was even worse than me. I was raised by a bitch. I will be lucky in my life. If you die, when the old general Feng and the others come in the future, maybe I will leave you with tears. If I die, I will definitely not care about General Feng at all. In his eyes, I am just a soft and coward."

Yao Meng stood up, walked to Qiao Zifang, pressed his shoulders with both hands, "We are all the same. The old general Feng is here. If you know about us, you will be proud of us. I, you, Lao Qu, Ding Jian, Wang Zhuang, and more than 10,000 Lucheng border troops are included."

Tears surged in Qiao Zifang's eyes, "Damn, but I still want to live."

Ding Jian spit out some miscellaneous items chewed out of the snow, "Who doesn't want to live, but since I can't live, I have to die enough. Lao Qiao, don't be there for mother-in-law there. I've seen you kill people so happily these days. What's wrong with this today? I'm crying, just like a sissy!"

"I'm going to die. What's so great about crying a few times!" Qiao Zifang said with his neck twitching.

The bloody battle of life and death for several days completely bonded together a few of them who were not right before.

"General Yao, General Qiao, General Ding, someone is coming to Yumen Pass!" A lieutenant ran over.

The three of them were shocked and looked at each other, and they all understood what was wrong.

Several blood-filled soldiers rushed over and knelt in front of Yao Meng, "General Yao, Yumen Pass has been lost, General Qu Lu is killed, more than 3,000 people are all over, only a few of us escaped. The enemies of Yumen Pass are rushing here, please take a look!"

Although Qu Lu was expected to be killed, it was confirmed at this moment that the three of them were still sad. They stood up silently and bowed towards Yumenguan.

"The enemy's large group of troops will appear soon, Yao Huzi, we are going to die too." Qiao Zi and Fang Yixing Shanshan said. "Old Qu just take one step first, hahaha, we are gathered in the underworld, and you four can't exclude me. You have to take me with you if you have anything to do."

Ding Jian put his arms around Qiao Zifang's shoulder, "Old Qiao, since I decided to come with us to Fengkou, we have been brothers who depend on each other for life and death. If you say such words, do you believe it or not!"

Yao Meng turned around silently, looked at the Mongolian army that was getting closer and closer, and said in a deep voice: "Prepare for combat, Ding Jian, Lao Qiao, we will not defend this time, counterattack, and fight back, defeat the Mongolian army's attack, and then break through and run away."

Ding Jian and Qiao Zifang looked at Yao Meng in surprise.

"The main force of the Mongolian army will soon appear in Fengkou. Our small number of troops here will no longer play any role. Lao Qiao, haven't you always wanted to run to Anqing? After repelling the enemy's counterattack, we will run and run towards Anqing. How about it, can you still fight?"

Qiao Zifang jumped up excitedly, "I can't beat you, why can't I hit you? Yao Huzi, as long as you say this, I will have endless strength to use. Fuck him."

Tuhai led three thousand cavalry to attack Xiaoliang Mountain again. Then, what was greatly unexpected this time was that the opponent did not defend as hard as before. Although he took advantage of the night on Xiaoliang Mountain, he arranged a three-layer counterattack lineup. Suddenly, a typical three-stage attack immediately caught the Mongolian army preparing for the attack. The attack became an offensive battle. The slope of Xiaoliang Mountain dozens of degrees made the war horses lose the advantage of impact. In an instant, the foot seats on Xiaoliang Mountain and the cavalry were mixed up.

Qiao Zifang was particularly excited. It was much better to escape alive than to die here. Now, if you only need to defeat this wave of enemy attacks, you will get a precious time to run away. In a hurry, the enemy would definitely not have thought that they had been fighting to the death for the past few days. They would suddenly escape if they had never retreated. The chance of escaping was too high.

With one hand, Qiao Zifang was killed with a sword and the other hand, and he completely forgot the wound on his stomach. (To be continued...)
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