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Chapter 224 Returning to the Horse
Tumen Baoyin is not in a good mood today.

He felt that Nige assigned him everything. He had to work hard to attack the city for a day, and he had to guard the camp at night, and he had to go up the mountain to catch him.

When the fire ignited and the cannon stones fell from the top of the mountain, his already bad mood became even worse.

"Come on!"

The fire started quickly, and Song Jun piled up many dead branches and poured kerosene in the small village.

As soon as the rocket fell, the tea village and the houses immediately burst into flames.

Meng Zu who was inside the house was caught in the fire, and Meng Zu outside the house had just been hit by a cannon stone, and everyone screamed.

Tumen Baoyin quickly led several people to rush out of the stockade.

"Whoosh!"

Favorable arrows came and forced them back.

"There is an ambush! Come to me and rush out together!" Tumen Baoyin yelled, "Galdi, take your people!"

"I'm hurt." Galdi roared, "I was hit...his...it hurts!"

The light of the fire illuminated the small village like daylight, Tumen Baoyin turned his head and glanced across the crowd, and suddenly saw that Gardi's right arm was gone, and it was covered in blood.

"Longevity God... Hurry up, you guys help Gardi up."

They gathered nearly a hundred people in the shortest time, and shot a wave of arrows towards the woods outside the fire, temporarily suppressing the arrows of the Song army.

"go!"

They rushed out.

Tumen Baoyin kept an eye out and deliberately walked in the middle of the team.

Someone ahead was on fire, rolling on the ground, rolling into the creek, raising a cloud of smoke.

Someone was shot by an arrow and fell into the fire, howling incessantly.

Tumen Baoyin felt great hatred, and decided to kill all those Song soldiers after rushing out of here.

But when he stepped on the corpses of the soldiers, he managed to get out of the sea of ​​flames. Looking around, he saw that Song Jun could no longer be seen in the woods.

There were screams all around, and the cannon stones were still falling from the top of the mountain, noisy and tragic.

"Gardi, where are you?!"

Tumen Baoyin looked at the burning people rolling on the ground one by one, and it took a while to find Gardi, half of his body was injured, and every time he rolled, he screamed in extreme pain.

"Quickly put out the fire for him!"

The soldiers extinguished the fire on Galdi.

Seeing this tragic situation, Tumen Baoyin rushed forward with red eyes.

"Go, go quickly..."

"No...can't go... use the stream to put out the fire." Galdi stretched out his remaining hand and murmured, "Save them."

"The fire can't be extinguished." Tumen Baoyin cried: "There is a cannon on the top of the mountain, and more people are killed, so we can't leave. Get up, let's go!"

"Mountains...there are too many fucking mountains...I'm so annoying..." Gardi's eyes were empty, and he said: "It's been more than four years...it's all mountains...I'm tired of seeing big breasts... "

"What are you talking about, let's go! Changshengtian, save him, Changshengtian."

"I'm going to die... I didn't get poisoned by the miasma... I earned two years... I really miss the grassland..."

"Go, I'll take you back to the grassland."

Gardi, who was lying there, did not speak again.

"Gardi!" Tumen Baoyin cried loudly.

He was holding Galdi's charred body, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Speak up! Let me tell you... I entered your Eji's tent when I was 15 years old. Are you angry? You are alive! Exiute, I have a better life with you Eji, Exiute..."

Song Jun's arrows shot over again.

There was no time to cry for Tumen Baoyin, so he put down the body and ran down the mountain with dozens of people.

Song Jun didn't chase him, but when he ran through the forest, several cold arrows shot down from the tree behind him and nailed him at the crook of his leg.

Tumen Baoyin let out a muffled snort, only to feel a numbness in her legs.

He knew that the arrow had been poisoned, and the leg was gone.

But he could only grit his teeth and continue running.

"Don't panic, put your arrows on the string. Song Jun will kill them all if he dares to show up!"

The current situation is like encountering a pack of wolves, you can't appear weak, otherwise the Song army will surround them...

For a long time, Tumen Baoyin did not feel that war was cruel.

He has slaughtered cattle and sheep since he was a child, and fighting is nothing more than slaughtering people like cattle and sheep.

Slaughtering the city, cooking corpse oil, or throwing rotten corpses into the city to spread the plague... these are just means of siege.

Only tonight, he suddenly felt that the war was too cruel, and he and Gardi were being slaughtered like cattle and sheep.

He remembered the first time he killed a cow when he was a child. Abu said, "A cow will cry and kneel, but it is just a beast, so don't be soft-hearted..."

Thinking of this, Tumen Baoyin felt his legs getting numb, and his heart became more and more frightened.

Finally, he rushed to the gentle slope below the mountain.

"Get on the horse!"

The next moment, Tumen Baoyin stood there in shock.

"Where's the horse?"

~~
In the forest, Xiong Shan approached Luhu and Bao San, and asked, "Do you want to chase them out and kill them all?"

"There are more than 70 left. If we fight back desperately, I'm afraid we will suffer too many casualties." Bao Sandao: "And the county captain explained, don't be greedy for merit."

"This is a good opportunity to behead."

"The main thing tonight is to take their horses." Bao San shook his head, with a cold look in his eyes, and said, "Mengta has no horses, and the army is stuck here alone. Sooner or later, they will be killed."

As he said that, he turned his head and saw that the eyes of the recruits in the night were full of joy.

They are no longer afraid of the Mongols.

~~
"Hey..."

Li Xia was galloping on horseback when he suddenly heard a long whistle.

He turned his head and saw that one of the Mongolian pawns had snatched the mount and was stationed there blowing his whistle.

Most of the scurrying horses ignored the whistle, but a few horses turned their heads and ran towards the Mongolian pawn.

Soon, the other party quickly chased after Li Xia with only a few riders.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow shot out and hit a horse scout.

Li Xia continued to rush forward without stopping.

……

The chief of the Mongolian army named "Hu Legen" was a thick and short man, he stepped on his horse nimbly, and summoned horses for the seven Mongolian soldiers under his command.

He hesitated at first, whether to continue to call the horse back or chase Song Bing, until Harichagai yelled.

"Kill them!"

Hu Legen immediately chased after Song Bing.

He only has eight cavalry, but he is still very confident in chasing and killing more than twenty Song soldiers.

They kept firing arrows, and they didn't hit many in the dark, and from time to time one or two Song soldiers fell off their horses.

The two groups of people ran eastward for several miles, and the distance became closer and closer.

Seeing that there were not many arrows left, Hu Legen shouted: "Draw out your sword and cut them down!"

He clamped the horse, slowed down the speed of the horse, and watched the seven riders under his command charge up.

The numbers were small, but fighting on horseback, he had faith in them.

Hu Legen squinted his eyes and recognized that the Song soldiers were also riding on short Mongolian horses. He whistled again to tell them to throw the Song soldiers off.

"嚁嚁..."

Li Xia reined in the reins, feeling the horses below him constantly digging, and seemed very irritable.

"Array. Block the horse's ears!"

"Yes!"

More than twenty scouts on horseback quickly plugged the horse's ears and turned around.

They raised their spears, faced the Mongolian army, and rushed back again.

The scenes of the daytime siege of the city emerged in their minds, the people who died tragically, the smelly corpse oil... turned into killing intent.

"Kill!"

……

Hu Legen looked at the scene in front of him with some disbelief, and felt that these Song soldiers were too crazy, daring to fight the Mongols on horseback.

He whistled harder.

A long whistle pierced the sky, and there was a flash of fire in the field, and something was thrown out by the Song army.

Light fire with smoke.

"Again?!"

Sure enough, there was another loud bang of "thunderbolt".

"Beep..."

There are fireworks exploding, bursting out sparks that appear and disappear from time to time, which is very beautiful, and it also reflects the figures who are fighting.

Song Jun lined up very neatly, looking very dull.

Holding their spears, they bumped back straight like that, looking a little silly and dull.

But the seven Mongolian soldiers who were better at riding and fighting were still pulling the frightened mounts.

"Boom!" The fireworks exploded.

Hu Legen's eyes widened, seeing blood gushing out in the beautiful light, as bright red as red flames.

"Beautiful!"

The horse he stepped on suddenly jumped up and knocked him to the ground.

There were firecrackers splashing sand and stones on his face. It didn't hurt, but it was scary.

The next moment, Song Jun's horseshoe was in front of him.

"what!"

Hu Legen let out a cry of pain, and was trampled heavily by the horse's hoof, causing severe pain.

The scimitar in his hand fell to the ground, howling endlessly.

"Are you good at herding horses?" In the confusion, a stern voice asked in Mongolian.

"Yes……"

"What's your name?"

"Hullegan."

"What's the name of your centurion?"

"Harichagai..."

~~
Harichagai has recovered dozens of war horses.

But nearly [-] war horses disappeared in the night, so he had to send people to ride dozens of war horses to find them.

Everyone in the camp was awakened, but there was no confusion. After all, the Song army did not really attack the camp.

In fact, as long as the horse can be found, it is not a big deal.

Horses are not hard to find, they are very good at herding horses.

There is no need for everyone to walk to find it. Dozens of people ride horses to find it.

Suddenly, nearly twenty riders galloped back from afar.

In the darkness, Hu Legen's voice shouted: "Centurion, I killed all those Song people, and recovered more than ten horses!"

"Go and find more horses!" Harichagai shouted, "Go to the side of the mountain to find them, and they can be called back without being led away..."

"it is good!"

Hu Legen responded.

But the twenty riders were still galloping towards the camp.

"What are you rushing here for?!" Harichagai shouted.

"I... the luggage is over there!"

"Again?" Ha Richagai stared into the night, reacted suddenly, and shouted: "Attack the camp! The Song army attacked the camp again!"

……

"The luggage is over there!" Hu Legen shouted again.

Li Xia stared at the camp of the Mongolian army, and did not rush in rashly.

He scanned with his eyes very calmly, observing where there was a bonfire and where there was not, looking for the weakest defense in the Mongolian army camp.

Hu Legen is right, the luggage is in the north, and the surrounding soldiers are the fewest.

"Go around to the north! Set it on fire!"

"Shut up!"

The scouts grabbed the reins, quickly lit the torches, and threw them into the tents one by one, regardless of the supplies inside...

(End of this chapter)