choke element

Chapter 90 Light Riding

Once the wolf smoke is lit, it can not only remind the Feijunhe camp, but also announce its position to the Mongolian army who does not know where it is.

Fortunately, Monk Luo's subordinates were all veterans, and they moved very quickly. When the thick black smoke rose high into the air, everyone had already retreated into the water network area.

On all sides of Suizhou, there are ponds such as Yantai Lake, Wuguan Lake, Lucaowan, Liangmenbei, etc., and the tributaries of Baigou River such as Xu River, Cao River, and Bao River intersect with each other.Because the imperial court did not control these water systems at all, the ponds and rivers overflowed and flowed for several years, and in recent years they have been silted up due to drought, forming large swamps with unpredictable depths.

Monk Luo and his party marched rapidly along the path between the swamps.

Sometimes, they have to carefully control their horses to pass through waist-deep water, and sometimes they have to dismount and lead the reins, and step over difficult mud ponds full of rot.

After all, Xu Yu was not from a military background, and most of his capable men were serious green forest heroes, the kind who were used to blocking roads to make a fortune, and had never been trained for long-distance marches.After running back and forth for more than two hours, and in such a harsh environment, they were all panting from exhaustion.

Xu Yu's subordinate, a chubby man who was half dead from exhaustion, had chest tightness and shortness of breath just now, so he vomited immediately.Seeing that Monk Luo was still urging to leave quickly, he couldn't help but said: "Master Hui Feng, we are already deep in the pond!"

Monk Luo didn't seem to hear it.

"Master! Master!" The strong man repeated his words again.

Monk Luo glanced at Xu Yu.

Xu Yu was also pale from exhaustion, her body was staggering, and she looked like she would fall off the horse and faint at any moment.He said: "Master Huifeng, take a rest. The surrounding roads are so complicated, and the water surface covers our marching tracks. How can the Mongols catch up to us?"

Monk Luo shook his head: "You have never fought against the Tartars, so you don't know about it..."

Having said that, Xu Yu and the others really couldn't hold on anymore.In just this half a sentence, someone has already sat down on the stone by the water, and then slid along the slippery moss to lie in the mud, and the puller could not be pulled.

Xu Yu is an ally of Guo Ning, and a person who has goodwill towards the defeated soldiers in the local area.Over the past few months, Guo Ning has gained a foothold in the Feijunhe camp, and he and his subordinates have contributed and helped.

Recently, Xu Wei even entrusted the family members of his subordinates to the camp, and the meaning of refuge is very obvious.Monk Luo really couldn't leave them alone, so he sighed immediately: "Rest for a while, no more!"

Leaving these words behind, Monk Luo turned back to a high place, squatted halfway behind an old tree, and looked west.At this time, the sky is already bright, and under the scorching sun, there are continuous blue or brown semi-dry meadows, vast reeds, and roosting birds hovering from time to time.

The smoke in the direction of Suizhou is still there, very clear, like a black cloud pillar.

The sudden arrival of the Mongols was really unexpected.Previously, Guo Ning kept asking the generals in the military meetings every day, how would they deal with the Mongols if they came?Are the specific arrangements appropriate?Monk Luo once thought he was nagging, wondering if the serious injury might have affected his brain.

But at this moment he had to admit that Guo Ning really had the foresight, and the Mongols' use of troops was always so violent and sudden!
Fortunately, at the Feijunhe camp, you can definitely see the wolf smoke clearly.Lao Wang is a smart man, and he must have acted immediately according to the plan in advance.As long as they move fast enough, the Mongols may not be able to catch them.

Fortunately, Guo Liulang had other important matters and went south ahead of schedule.Well, the thousands of people he brought with him are currently safe.I don't know what Guo Liulang will do. The Mongols finally came, so he should be very excited.

Monk Luo knew that Guo Ning had always hoped to defeat the Mongolian army, so he put in a lot of effort in the Shijunhe camp and trained the soldiers rigorously.But that was not enough. Monk Luo knew in his heart that it was far from enough to fight against the Mongolian army!

Xu Yu is a well-behaved person, knowing that Monk Luo is a little anxious.He followed, sat down next to Monk Luo, and asked awkwardly, "Master Hui Feng, are those Mongolians really so powerful?"

Monk Luo lowered his head, rubbed his head vigorously with both hands, and said after a long while: "Good! Good!"

Xu Yu's question was too harsh.Just based on this tone, Monk Luo wished he could knock Xu Yu away with one punch.But he could understand that Xu Yu and his subordinates were different from the defeated soldiers in Northern Xinjiang after all.

Before they turned into bandits, these people had seen the court of the Jin Dynasty's conquest of land, oppression, and screening, the various methods and ruthless oppression of the officials, and the arrogance and recklessness of the Jurchen nobles. The family was broken and people died, and they left their homes.They are all forced to have no way out, so they become thieves.

But what the soldiers from northern Xinjiang have seen, these people only heard about it, but they didn't really feel it.

They can't imagine killing the men and women of the whole village just to be happy, and they don't even forgive the old and weak women and children; they can't imagine filling every water source and every well with dead bodies to eradicate the possibility of human existence; The captives were tied together, trampled into meat paste with iron hooves, or driven into buildings and set on fire.

They have never faced those wolf-like Mongolian cavalry head-on.

Those cavalrymen were Mongolian Aljinchi who appeared in Suizhou at this time, and Monk Luo had once fought with him.

Monk Luo witnessed the Mongolian cavalry chasing, intercepting, looting and slaughtering without sleep.Neither mountains nor valleys hindered them.They seemed to run endlessly without hesitation, running for dozens of miles or hundreds of miles without hesitation, just to satisfy their violent killing intent that was about to boil.

Those Mongolian cavalrymen could hardly be called human beings, but wild beasts drinking blood.Monk Luo still clearly remembers that he fought repeatedly with the Mongols, but he never saw the enemy's wavering, and he couldn't see the fear that normal humans should have.Even if he had won ten times, the pack of wolves kept attacking and biting Monk Luo again and again, tearing his companions to shreds.

Monk Luo is a fake monk who has never read Buddhist scriptures seriously.But he really thought about it, maybe the Mongolian army is the catastrophe mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures, and everything in this world is doomed to be doomed.

Perhaps, the hope is only on Guo Ning?
Just thinking of this, Monk Luo shivered suddenly.

He raised his head and looked around.He seemed to hear something, and listened intently, but found nothing. He opened his eyes like copper bells to look around, but he didn't see anything wrong.

Monk Luo was once one of the few warriors in the defense line of the northern boundary of Datong Prefecture in Xijing.At that time, as a village envoy, he served as a scout of the whole army to go deep into the grassland more than once.

But the more familiar he was with the enemy, the more he had to admit that when it came to the ability to scout out the enemy, hide and run, there were too many good players in the Mongolian army that surpassed him!
At this moment, Monk Luo didn't see anything unusual in his eyes, nor heard anything unusual in his ears, but a strong premonition told him that his old opponent was coming!That group of dire wolves, who could smell their prey ten miles away, were about to catch up!

too fast!
"Everyone get on their horses!" Monk Luo shouted sharply, "Come with me!"

Seeing Monk Luo's stern voice, the group knew that the enemy was imminent, so they hurriedly got on their horses and continued to gallop.

And not long after, several people heard the sound of bone whistles one after another from far and near, the sound of horseshoes stepping through the water, and some people even vaguely heard the horses panting violently, and the sound of ordering in Mongolian!

That's right, the Mongols, and there are a lot of them!

They not only surrounded from the rear, but also outflanked from both sides.Even if the terrain in the swamp was extremely complicated, it couldn't stop them.

Several times, they were clearly dragged by the mud and had already been thrown away, but it didn't take long before they chased after them and approached again!
Monk Luo had one man and two horses in his troop, but running wildly in the water exhausted the horses so much that some of the horses started to foam at the mouth, so they had to throw off the reins and let them go on their own.

If this continues, a fight will be inevitable!
Monk Luo tightened his grip on the reins and shouted in a deep voice, "Go east!"

Xu Yu was taken aback: "East? The camp is in the south..."

He immediately understood what Monk Luo meant.

The Feijunhe camp is in the south, but who knows whether Wang Shixian led the people to pull out the camp smoothly?After all, it was a camp where he had lived for half a year, and there were quite a few pots and pans.

And the Mongols' Aljinchi are all riding fast horses, and their retreats are often calculated in hundreds of miles. If everyone has not set off and the Mongolian outpost is killed, it will be like showing their tracks in front of the Mongolian army... Then The situation is simply unimaginable!
He gritted his teeth: "Then go east!"

The cavalry turned abruptly and turned to one side.

And at the moment when they turned around, without any warning, the arrows of the Mongols suddenly poured from the tail of the team.

The arrows were like a shower, passing over the reeds, the overgrown bushes, and the flying insects that were startled by the cavalry and flew into the air like clouds.

The arrows landed on the backs of the riders' heads, necks, shoulders, vests, and on the hindquarters and legs of the horses.The heavy arrows directly shot the rider off the horse, causing the horse to neigh and jump wildly.The light arrows hung on the men and horses, undulating and trembling like thatch blown by the wind.

The chubby and strong man who asked for a rest fell at the end of the cavalry, and was immediately shot into a hedgehog.

(End of this chapter)