Princess Fuyao

Chapter 102 Perseverance
The mood of the soldiers was very unstable, and there were a lot of impatient curses. The most frequent ones were: "Damn, God won't make a big thunder, and kill those bandits who are hiding in the ravine!"

Fuyao hated Wu Shangdong for harming the country and the people, cursed this scoundrel in his heart, and couldn't help saying, "It's time for a thunder to strike him!"

"What's the use of counting on God at this time!" Yinhu was more angry than anyone else. He still wanted to use the Golden Arrow Collection as a base to realize his dream of restoring the country. In the capital, to be a honorable man whom no one looks down upon, sit and wait to die.

"God, god...!" Fuyao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Yes, I have a solution, sky lanterns, we can light sky lanterns." It happens to be south wind tonight, and it can bring those sky lanterns into Liushuiya Valley.

All the grease and firecrackers in the city were gathered. More than 200 skillful women took the shelves made by bamboo craftsmen and carpenters, and pasted paper on them. There was not enough paper, and even silk was used. The lamp is ready, and a flammable oil-soaked cotton strip is tied underneath or a cloth bag wrapped with gunpowder and paper scraps removed from the firecrackers is placed.

It was almost dawn, and the horse pit had been filled. The Tartars were very quiet. They were probably planning to launch an attack tomorrow. Except for the archers who were left behind to prevent the horse pit from being dug again, everyone else took the time to sleep went.

In the darkness before dawn, Yinhu commanded the peasants to stop the horse's Luchai at the position where the horse was trapped.The so-called deer wood is that the nearby villagers cut down all the jujube trees in their homes and fields, pulled them over overnight, and placed them in disorder on the open space. They were all protected by soldiers with shields, and at this moment, it was the darkest moment. Fortunately, no one was injured.

As soon as Yinhu stopped, the Kongming lanterns made here began to rise into the sky unsteadily, like cute little white rabbits, slowly turning their bodies in the wind, and drifting away into the distance.

"Will the sky lantern fall down?" Someone asked Fuyao.

"Of course it will. When the tallow candle burns out, it will ignite the cloth strips below, and the sky lantern will light up, and then it will fall down."

He didn't know where the Tartars were stationed in the valley, and he couldn't accurately grasp the height and speed of the Kongming Lantern. Fuyao only measured the height of Liushui Cliff, and he was sure that the sky lantern could fly over.

"Look, the top of the mountain is on fire." Someone cheered in a low voice. A Kongming lantern did not fly over the mountain, but fell here. At this time, there were already several fire spots on the north slope of Liushui Cliff. In the blink of an eye, they were connected on the mountainside. .It was already late autumn, there had been no rain for more than a month, and the ground was full of withered and yellow grass. A single spark could start a prairie fire, not to mention the kindling that was specially added with gunpowder and oil-soaked tampons.

Fuyao thought that once the valley of the flowing water caught fire, the Tartars would definitely rush out, but who knew that the flames on the top of the mountain burned and slowly spread to the four sides, the smoke and dust dispersed, but there was still no movement there.

Perhaps, Fuyao and the others were on the side of justice, and God really helped them.The place where the sky lanterns fell most concentratedly turned out to be the horse stables of the Tartars in the mountain pass. The fire broke the reins, and the injured horses ran around, hindering the Tartar soldiers from fighting the fire, and igniting more grass and trees. There was chaos, the soldiers couldn't find the generals, the generals couldn't find the soldiers, and the fire at the mountain pass prevented them from rushing out. In this chaos, more than half of the soldiers were trampled to death by Xunyun. Zicai finally put out the fire.The food was burned, and there were dead horses and burnt smell everywhere. They rushed out of the valley howling, seeking revenge on the Han people.

Relying on the cover of the shield, the jujube tree and deer firewood were cleared away without much casualties.These smoky, dark-faced murderers, only a pair of white eyes can be seen, brandishing sabers and long guns, and rushing forward howling.

"Let the arrows!" Fuyao stood beside the big drum, and every time he issued an order, he beat the drum hard. The archers were all red-eyed at this moment. Seeing the tartars getting closer, they desperately took the arrows in their hands. Arrows, launched as fast as possible.

On the Tartar's side, people kept falling off their horses, and some horses neighed and fell to the ground. Many of the Tartars on horseback were trampled to death by the hooves of the horses rushing up behind them.

The fire had already burned them out, and the combat formations that had been rehearsed a long time ago had not been used at all at this moment.

According to Fuyao's rehearsal in advance, the archers quickly retreated to both sides when the tartars rushed in. At the same time, the person in charge of lighting the ox's tail hurriedly lit a torch and inserted it into the firewood behind the ox's tail.

With the help of the Fire Bull Formation, the archers completely withdrew to the two wings of the Tartar cavalry, and continued to shoot arrows at the Tartar soldiers scattered by the fire bulls.

At the end of the hour, the last echelon led by Guo Bin was fighting hand-to-hand with the Tartar cavalry. On his side, there were less than 3000 cavalry, and the rest were more than 7000 infantry. They had to deal with tens of thousands of Tartar cavalry, and the outcome could be seen at a glance. After holding on for less than an hour, Guo Bin led the people back.

The Tatars did not encircle instead of fighting as Fuyao had guessed, and allocated most of their troops to attack Linhai Mansion, but stayed put and surrounded the Golden Arrow Group.

Cavalry is suitable for field battles, not for siege, and the war is temporarily in a stalemate.

The arrows have been exhausted, and the only way to deal with the Tartars' siege is to throw stones.Fortunately, in a few days, the carpenters and blacksmiths in the city worked together to repair two trebuchets.

It's a pity that within a few days, there were not many stones to be stored, and after a few more days of persistence, the Golden Arrow Collection was really in danger.

"Tartar reinforcements have arrived." From the watchtower built on the city wall, you can see the valley of Liushuiya, and groups of Tartar cavalry rushed out. They didn't stop for a moment at all, and they rushed straight to the southeast.

"Sure enough, it's Linhai Mansion. I hope there will be a few days of our delay over there, and we'll be fully prepared." Yinhu didn't close his eyes for several days and nights. Yinhu's eyes were bloodshot and his throat was hoarse. During the war, He took the lead and won the respect of Guo Bin and Fuyao.

Fuyao didn't say a word, if Linhai Mansion's defense, like Wu Shangdong, can't do anything except corruption, it might as well be as stable as Golden Arrow Collection.

"What should we do? The Tartar army is going to attack Linhai Mansion."

"It turned out to be true? They want to occupy this place!" Guo Bin's eyes finally left Fuyao and looked at Yinhu, and his face became very serious.

"Yes, with the Golden Arrow Collection and Linhai Mansion, the Tartars can use boats to trade with outsiders, and they don't have to watch our faces all the time." Fuyao explained on the side.

Guo Bin squeezed his fingers angrily.

"General Guo, please come this way. We can't just sit and wait for death. Let's find a way to deal with these besieging Tartars." Yinhu greeted.

(End of this chapter)