On the side of Tonggu Mountain, the steep slopes meander to this terrain are gentle, with an open area of ​​about ten feet wide and more than thirty feet long. Although it is still rugged and difficult to walk, it is a good place to rest when you are tired of climbing. Therefore, on the edge of the cliff in the southeast of this open area, a small octagonal stone pavilion is built for woodcutters and tourists to take herbs to rest. The locals call it "Banshan Pavilion".

Although this half-mountain stone pavilion, which was built in some unknown year and in the past, has been mottled and dilapidated, it still stands tenaciously on the edge of the cliff and has not yet fallen.

This Banshan Pavilion is the position of the martial arts team led by Zhao Lie to block the Yuan army.

Large boulders of rocks as high as their waists and knees can be seen everywhere in the open area, which is the best cover. Use a crowbar to roll these rocks to the preset cross-fire point positions, and then nail a horse-rejecting pile in groups of three or three in the gap between the outermost boulders and the boulders. It looks like a low wall with a huge rock as a pillar and a horse-rejecting pile as a fence, eliminating the possibility of Yuan soldiers breaking in.

The best part is that this open area has a low front and a high back, with a gentle slope, which can form a condescending step-like shooting advantage.

Of course, the area of ​​this open land is limited after all, and only a few dozen stones are left and right, which has already affected walking. The martial arts team has 300 guns, and even if it is a big rock, it is not enough to hide from two people. Therefore, the martial arts team soldiers and more than a hundred squads are straight, and the craftsmen are busy transporting stones in the middle of the night. Anyway, there are fewer things on the stone mountain, and there are more stones. First, they move nearby, and after moving nearby, they go to a little farther place to search.

Around the mountain road more than ten feet in front of the stone formation, the craftsmen also dug a trench and poured strong tinder oil into a trench. Once ignited, it will not only make the enemy unable to escape but also form an isolation belt. The Yuan soldiers rushing up from the mountain road are the first to face a fire wall that is burning and cracking and insurmountable, enough to drink a pot of fire.

Up and down the mountain, each working hard.

Just when Aarslen at the foot of the mountain led the Mongolian soldiers to cut down wood and create arrow sheds, the Banshan Pavilion blocking position was completed at about the same time.

Zhao Lie carried Leimington again, carried two guns on his waist, and went to Banshan Pavilion to inspect under the guidance of Long Feiyi. At this moment, the dress of the Lord of the Song Dynasty looked no different from all the martial arts players: soft armor on the outside, yellow lining inside, pot-shaped iron helmet, heavy bullet belts with crossed shoulders, a short melee knife on the waist, and an overly young face. No matter how young the Mongolian soldiers who didn't know him would only think he was an ordinary soldier and would not take a look at him.

Ma Nanchun, who was closely behind, was very confused. The king personally took his gun to the battlefield. This kind of thing has never been heard of in ancient and modern times. He actually opposed it. But Zhao Lie also told him very clearly that he was a general first, and then the king. The enemy had the strength and confidence to fight back. Why should he hide behind? Not to mention rushing to the front line, at least he had the courage to face the strong enemy and stood in the command position. If he didn't even have this courage, how could he lead the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty to fight to the end with the brutal Mongolian Tatars?

Warriors must fight on the battlefield, and kings must also dare to fight. Facing a strong enemy, they must never lose the courage to fight. Warriors are swords, and kings are hands holding swords. If they don’t even have the courage to take action, even if the enemy stretches his head over, they will not dare to chop them down. How can they expel the Tartars and return them to my country?

"A lion leads a group of sheep to defeat a group of jackals, while a sheep leads a group of lions can only serve as snacks for jackals."

Ma Nanchun repeatedly chewed what Zhao Lie said to him, and gradually realized it in his heart. Yes, they first met on a deserted island, and there were only six people when the uprising was launched. In just two years, hundreds of thousands of troops and millions of people were able to gather, rise up, fight for a bloody road to survival, save a dynasty on the verge of extinction, and regain vitality. Is it just that Zhao Lie’s identity as a royal family member?

From the capture of Lin'an by the Mongol Yuan, Empress Dowager Xie gave her seal and surrendered to the Shao Emperor's sinking into the sea, for three years. During this period, the royal family and royal family gathered in Quanzhou, caught a large number of them. Each of them had much better conditions than Zhao Lie to start a business, so why was there no one able to turn the tide?

Perhaps it is precisely because of this kind of loneliness and courage that "even if there are thousands of people, I will go away" that the man can survive and lead thousands of soldiers and civilians to emerge from a new world.

Ma Nanchun was full of thoughts and couldn't help but press the revolver on his waist - this gun hasn't been drinking blood for a long time. I guess he can drink it tonight.

"Your descend!"

"Your Majesty also wants to fight side by side with us!"

As soon as Zhao Lie and his party arrived at the Banshan Pavilion, the soldiers of the martial arts team stopped their work and held torches to surround them.

In front of the pavilion on the mountain, there was no sound, only the howling wind of the mountain and the light of the fire were peeling off.

Zhao Lie stood on a huge rock and looked down at the familiar faces around him. As the only chief instructor of the martial arts team, although he did not come out to train soldiers himself after ascending the throne, he personally selected every soldier to join the team, and he did not often go to the army to inspect and train. He was very familiar with every martial arts warrior, and could call out everyone's name and even remember their personal information.

In the pair of fanatical eyes, Zhao Lie took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "As a personal army of the emperor, I originally thought you would never have the chance to go to the battlefield; I originally thought that you could only be called a martial arts team--if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make merits if you can't make me promotion. Are you willing to do it?"

No one dared to answer, but the rough breath and unwilling eyes that gathered around him showed it all.

"Very good." Zhao Lie nodded admiringly and took a torch from the guards. "When the mountains and rivers are broken and the enemy is raging, a great man should have the heart to kill the enemy in blood and win fame. I hereby announce that in the battle tonight, no matter who has merit, he will give him a reward of more than one merits. If he has the ability, he will kill a general! May you work together and fight for the enemy bravely, and live up to the name of the emperor's personal army!"

Three hundred martial arts warriors raised their arms like forests, and a roar burst out from their lungs: "Protect! Protect! Protect!"

Even the troupes in front of the hall with more than a hundred ceremonial guards were excited and eager to be sideways.

Zhao Lie threw his hand and a bright arc of light passed through the air in the torch, and accurately landed into the trench in front of the stone formation.

boom!
Chapter completed!