Chapter 9 (Part 2) Iron Horse Glacier
The sun lazily climbed out of the mountain and spread the only trace of warmth to the earth. The morning mist in the valley was dyed into a tassel-like color by the sun, and the remaining snow on the mountain immediately gave the sun a brilliant golden yellow. On the hillsides on both sides, the trees had barely lost the last few leaves. In the valley, there were also a few unknown wormwood trees, which were stubbornly green among the dead grass and the remaining snow, which was very eye-catching. Occasionally, the wind blew by, and the sound of horns in the empty valley was like no one, and there was no smoke from cooking. In the winter in the north, what they had was this unchanging desolation of ancient and modern times.
"Dingdong, dingdong", a few crisp camel bells broke the tranquility of winter morning in the valley. "Wu-Wei" The loud voice of the wolves frightened the magpies living on the trees and flew to the distance. With the sound of wolves drinking from the mountains, a large group of camels came out of the valley. More than 20 stintsmen and wolves were in front, middle and back of the wolves.
Since the war with the Mongolians, few such a large camel team have dared to march out of the frontier. Therefore, if this team of New Year goods is safely transported to the destination, it will probably be at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. I don’t know who has such a big deal and such a bold color. The boss of the caravan, wearing a black mink coat, inserted his hands in his sleeves, took them out from time to time, covering his frozen red ears under the fur hat. His eyes that had been squinting occasionally opened, turned out to be a rare blue. It turned out to be a big cannibal. No wonder he wants money but lives. He dared to go north at this time.
"Stop", the man dressed in black armored dart head in front of the caravan raised his left hand, and the entire camel team immediately stopped. The dart head jumped off the horse, lay on the ground and listened. He immediately jumped onto the horse and made a strange gesture. The wrestlers immediately became nervous and tried to turn the direction of the camel. The yard master took out a black, cylinder-like east-west from his arms and looked into the distance, and the flag covering the sky confirmed his judgment.
"Mongols, retreat to the valley." He urged loudly. The caravan owner's face immediately turned white and turned his horse's head. When the head of more than 200 camels became the tail, the Mongolian cavalry had reached two miles. A hand held the reins in front, and the entire camel team immediately ran wildly on the way. The responsibilities of the bodyguards were drawn out and protected at the end of the caravan.
The Mongolian army had obviously discovered them. More than 20 fierce Mongolian warriors jumped out of the team under the leadership of a centurion and shouted and chased the caravan. The camel was heavy and ran slower and slower. He ran five or six miles away. The stadium master was caught by the Mongolian warriors. The centurion led the team took the lead and waved the knife to the back of the neck of the person who looked like a stadium head in front of him. The stadium head did not look back, and used a strange saber to point the head of the Mongolian saber, immediately swung the saber open, and "punched" and wiped the Mongolian saber's neck a foot-long hole, and blood splashed. The war horse neighed, lying down his front legs, and tried not to press the rider on the horse under his body. He looked at the master nostalgic, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
The successful stud tweaked the horse's head and rushed towards another Mongolian warrior. He slashed it. Taking advantage of the samurai's samurai's slap, he stabbed the tip of the knife into the eyes of the opponent's warrior. The samurai stood alone, lifted the samurai off and fell to pieces. Several other studs also reached out. After a few rounds, more than twenty Mongolian warriors turned into infantrymen.
The escorts were obviously unwilling to hurt people, so they raised their swords to surround the Mongolian warriors and did not continue to attack. The escort looked like a man, and cut off the reins of an unstoppable camel from the team and took them over. The escort immediately bowed to the Mongolian centurion and said loudly in pure Mongolian words: "We are escorting a batch of New Year's goods to Mobei, and we have no intention of disturbing the army to rush forward. These two boxes of goods are given to your general, and we will be able to be able to move." After saying that, he put the reins of the camel and took the escorts to chase the caravan with the horse. Leaving a dozen Mongolian warriors stood there in a daze.
After a moment, the Mongolian brigade arrived, and more than 3,000 people ran all the way, maintaining a neat team. The leader of the army asked people to open the two flat boxes on the camel's body. Just as he removed the shock-proof straw with his hands, a dazzling ray of light burst out, dazzling. Despite the strict military discipline, the people around the flat boxes could not hold back and cheered. Among the two flat boxes, crystal glass wine utensils were filled with crystal glass wine utensils. On weekdays, a set of crystal glass wine utensils was enough for three good horses in the Mongolian tribe. Now that the trade route is broken, these two boxes of wine utensils are enough to buy 3 or forty horses. If the caravan carries all these things, it would be better to intercept it than to grab dozens of villages.
Thinking of this, the marching commander waved the scimitar at a high altitude, and three thousand people shouted "Oh-huh" in unison, and sent their horses to chase the caravan. The fallen warriors also changed their horses and followed them to chase. Each of the Mongolian troops had at least two or three horses for use, so the horses were very powerful. In an instant, they chased for two or three miles. Camels that were constantly losing their strength were thrown down by the bodyguards. Some warriors picked up the box. Although it was not all crystal glass, the boxes were mostly brick tea, lacquerware and other valuable items on the grassland. Seeing this, everyone chased them even more and more. Seeing the caravan turning into a canyon, two huge rocks at the entrance of the valley were as tall as a cloud like a gate. The head of the pressing body dragged over more than ten camels, blocked the entrance of the valley, and drove away.
The Mongolian army chased to the entrance of the valley, and the leading samurai wanted to pull the camel away, but those camels were powerless and lying at the entrance of the valley without moving. When the large group of people arrived, everyone worked together to drag the camel away and give way out. The caravan was nowhere to be found. The marching supervisor saw that the valley could only accommodate seven or eight horses, with high grass and dense forests. He hesitated and called a centurion and ordered him to lead a small team of warriors to explore the way forward, but the large group of people slowly lined up and walked into the valley.
After walking for two or three miles, the warrior who was exploring the way did not move. While hesitating, the centurion ran away in a panic, but lost his beard and had no ears. He came to the chief executive, rolled off the horse, and cried bitterly. It turned out that the corpses in the caravan were ruthless when they saw the Mongolians chasing, and they were ambushed at the exit of the valley in front. First, they used bows and arrows to shoot most of the Mongolian warriors down, and then killed them together. The Mongolian warriors were caught off guard, and all of them were highly skilled in martial arts. The centurion was knocked unconscious by the other party's head with the back of the knife, and then woke them up with cold water, cut their beard and ears, and put them back to warn everyone not to chase them again.
The Mongols' beard is his dignity, and the marching chief was furious. He also heard that the other party was only dozens of studs, and he was even more fearless. He pointed to the front of the scimitar, and several commanders under his command immediately led the team to rush forward, wishing to catch the other party immediately and swallow it alive. He was chased half a mile away from the exit, and heard a "boom", and a shell fell into the Mongolian army. Four or five knights could not hide and were immediately bombed into the sky. With the sound of the cannon, two or three hundred people were born on the ground at the quiet entrance of the valley just now, and a black tube with wooden handles was flattened, and three rows were arranged. A strong man like a black tower waved his hand, and fire came out of the black tube, and bullets were hit by the Mongols one after another. It turned out that these
The people were holding new muskets that the Mongolians had never seen before. The Mongolian army rushed forward immediately, like a stream hitting a reef, and suddenly hit a bone. The Mongolian warriors at the head fell from the horse like cut ears. Occasionally, some war horses were hit, and blood gushed out of the horse's mouth and nose, gathered on the ground and formed a stream with human blood. At the same time, countless people wearing strange clothes like the valley entrance appeared on the hills on both sides, with round iron pots on their heads, and fired downwards with muskets. The only difference is that the people at the valley entrance were lined up by rows of gunfires, while the people on the top of the mountain aimed at the target to attack.
The ambushed here is not someone else, but the brave men from Huairou County. Two days ago, the scout chief Wang Feiyu ordered people to report quickly, saying that the three Mongolian teams of thousands of men were unprepared in Beikou City and successfully attacked. The county magistrate of Beikou City was killed in battle and the county magistrate committed suicide. These three thousand Mongolians killed all the more than 10,000 people who had not escaped from Beikou City, robbed Xiaoruo, and came east. Wherever they passed, they burned and killed. The magistrate of Miyun Prefecture did not dare to touch his Fengying, and hid in the city, allowing the Mongolians to do anything wrong in their territory. Seeing the Mongolians, they rushed to Huairou.
When Guo Pu and others heard about this, they were both angry and hated. They hated the Mongols for being cruel and unkind, and the magistrate of the province was not shameless. They were soft and the two places of Miyun were very close. The people became united in hatred of the enemy and came to ask for the war. Wu'anguo had this intention long ago. Seeing the enthusiasm of the crowd, they ignored the few brave people in the village, took out the prepared sand table and planned it carefully with Shisanlang and others, and insisted that these three thousand Mongolian bandits and horses should not return to the outside world to relieve their hatred. The valley of Shimen Valley was narrow and long on the sand table, which was a good place to hinder the enemy, so they decided to lure the enemy.
The escort who had previously escorted the Camel Corps was a genuine master of the Wuwei Escort Bureau of Huairou County who volunteered. The one who pretended to be the escort was Shisanlang himself. The caravan owner was a guest starring Muhammad, a teacher from the school. Before leaving, the caravan owner Yang, who had already opened a semicolon in the city, was afraid that Wu'anguo would be in trouble, and saw the dragon's skin that had been left unused with a saw. He and Zhang Wu and others made two sets of armor overnight to make Wu'anguo and Xiao Zhang Zhengxin. The soft armor of the dragon skin was light and strong, and the key parts were covered with Bankai. In addition to muskets, ordinary swords and weapons were difficult to hurt Wu'anguo's master and apprentice.
Everyone was frozen in the valley with the north wind for a day before they waited for the arrival of the Mongolian soldiers. Huairou Township Yong's armor was worn with gray and yellow military uniforms designed by Wu'anguo. This military uniform, which is usually called "toad suit", was worn on the mountain, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a stone or a human being from afar. Therefore, the Mongolian soldiers did not discover their opponents until the disaster came.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the marching commander of the Mongolian army hurriedly ordered the army to retreat quickly. The warriors ignored the whistling shells on their heads, and the bullets around them were like rain. They turned around and ran wildly. The people and horses trampled on each other, and countless casualties were injured. When the survivor rushed to the stone gate just now, they found that the stone gate had already been blown up and blocked the retreat. He had no choice but to turn around and rushed forward, one of them threw more than a thousand bodies back and forth. When the samurai found a hint of awakening from the panic, he looked up and saw that two of the three thousand-man commanders had already reported to the Buddha, and the remaining one had a lost arm and was on the horse by his personal soldiers. He saw that he had more breathing and less breathing. He gritted his teeth and chopped over several small soldiers running around, rectified the team, and rushed towards Wu Anguo and others. The warriors had the leader, and knew that they could only rush past the man in front.
Only a wall can escape from life. With a shout, he rushed to the horse regardless of life. Zhang Zhengwu, who saw the Mongolians' desperate, was not polite. He asked the gunners to smash the shells into the Mongolian horse team like beads. The shells were all flowering bullets. When casting the shell shells, they were quenched with rapids. Steel balls, broken iron and other objects were added in the middle of the filled fire. After landing, they exploded. There would be no complete living creatures left within five steps. The Mongolian army rushed through the artillery barrier less than one-tenth of the cannon barrier. The lucky people rushed to two hundred steps away from Wu'anguo and others, and were lifted off the horse by their mounts. A barbed wire was pulled here, and the net was covered with iron caltrops. One or two bravely stood up and raised their swords to cut the barbed wire. Before the sword fell, they had already been punched with more than a dozen transparent holes on their bodies.
Seeing this, the marching general abandoned his horse and led his men to climb to the top of the mountain on both sides. It was not so easy, and the bullets were pressed at the foot of the mountain in a few steps and could not move. The trees and grass in the valley had already caught fire. At this time, the fire was getting bigger and stronger. The rural brave men on the mountain blocked the target by the thick smoke and gradually could not fire the gun. The surviving Mongolian soldiers were overjoyed when they saw the gunfire on their heads gradually became less and more popular. After a while, the valley had its eyes and hated the executioners who slaughtered the unarmed people. A gust of mountain wind blew, and the fire became more and more prosperous with the wind. In a while, the bottom of the valley had become a sea of fire.
Seeing this, Wu Anguo quickly asked Shisanlang to rush into the valley to shout in Mongolian words: "Put down the knife and walk out, and the surrenderers will not be killed." Shisanlang's voice seemed to be a bad cry when he was negotiating with the Mongolians just now. The sound of the martial arts master shouting was not much louder than the mosquito screams. When Wu Anguo discovered it, he raised his throat and repeated it, it was too late. Only a dozen Mongolian warriors rushed out of the fire and were put out by the village warriors with sand and soil. Then there was no movement in the valley. Wu Anguo asked Muhammad to ask why there were so few surviving Mongolians. The Mongolians cursed Muhammad for pretending to be merciful. It turned out that everyone was blocked by barbed wire. These people crawled through the gap below quickly.
Chapter completed!