Chapter 1,138 God Gives Me a Great Victory When Fang Jie¡¯s fleet was going straight down the Yangtze River, they were fighting at the foot of the cliff mountain not far from Fangu in the northwest. If Fang Jie knew the news at this time, he would definitely be filled with emotion. Yashan is not far from Fangu, and the official road at the foot of the mountain is the only road leading to Fangu from the interior. When he walked out of Fan Gucheng, he took the same road. Walking from Yashan to Fangu, there is a pavilion called Eagle Pavilion thirty miles away from Fangu. It is said that Emperor Taizu got a valuable sea turtle there, but let it go. The memory of that pavilion for Fang Jie was naturally not the question he asked Li Xiaozong before leaving Fangu City: "Does the general know that there is a pavilion thirty miles outside the city?" Nor was it Li Xiaozong talking to himself when he went out. The young man's words are so ambitious. ??????????? But the bodies of the 800 border troops and thousands of civilians who were in Fangu City were buried there. Later, the name of the pavilion was changed by Fang Jie, from Eagle Pavilion to Crane Pavilion. The old friend drove west and never met again. Fang Jie doesn¡¯t know now that the Battle of Yashan will be the beginning of the real decline of the Meng Yuan. They also don¡¯t know how many years the grassland people who are known as the descendants of the wolf god have been afraid of the grassland people with what kind of determination and cruelty the frail scholar named Song Zihui used. "What did you remember?" Mu Xiaoyao handed Fang Jie a cup of hot tea, but the tea was not new this year. The new tea from the south of the Yangtze River has been brewed and sold everywhere, but how could Fang Jie stop his ship just to drink a cup of new tea? The war in Eastern Xinjiang can relieve people's worries. He trusted Nalan Dingdong's ability, but was worried about the unstable Mu Guangling. "Thinking of Fan Gucheng." Fang Jie smiled, a little bitterly. "Thinking of Qiu Xiaoshu and the others." Mu Xiaoyao was very unfamiliar with this name. She had never had any contact with Fang Jie's friends in the Fangu border army. She only knew that Fang Jie often entertained guests at Su Tu Gou's shop and got drunk with those rough men. But no matter how drunk Fang Jie was, he would always bring her a pot of pear blossom wine and a pack of cooked meat for Da Quan. "At the beginning, Li Yuanshan killed Wu Peisheng in order to cover up the fact that he was going to rebel. And Wu Peisheng wanted to kill me in order to make Li Yuanshan think that he knew nothing. Later I found out that Qiu Xiaoshu, who had been looked down upon by everyone and called him a coward and a wallflower, I would rather die than testify against the confession that framed me." Fang Jie looked at the hot tea in the cup, his eyes moist. "Who said true brothers can never be found in a fair and meaty world?" Mu Xiaoyao was not familiar with Qiu Xiaoshu, nor was he familiar with Li Gandang, who often flaunted his loyalty but was the first to betray Fang Jie. But she could feel the pain in Fang Jie's heart, the kind of pain that would not go away even if decades or centuries passed. Even if Fang Jie is dead, this pain will follow him to another world. "Don't think about these things." Mu Xiaoyao comforted him: "Now you only need to think about how to win the battle in Eastern Xinjiang. As long as you defeat the foreigners and keep the peace of the Central Plains, life will eventually get better and better. Look at Jiangnan. It's still spring everywhere, but when we left Chang'an City, it was already winter. When the world is peaceful, you will definitely make the scenery between the north and the south more beautiful." Fang Jie rubbed the corners of his eyes: "I miss the big dog. ¡± Mu Xiaoyao¡¯s heart ached. The man she had been barking at for so many years seemed to have gradually faded away from her memory, but every time she recalled it, her heart really hurt. Maybe those years of getting along have made them become like family. "We are about to enter Dongting Road." Mu Xiaoyao had no choice but to continue to change the subject. She knew what kind of person Fang Jie was. Maybe Fang Jie is really not as confident as he seems on the surface at this time, maybe he has already made plans to be defeated and die in his heart, so he will recall more and more people from the past. ¡°After entering Dongting Road, we might be able to contact the people sent by Nalan to help.¡± She said. "Yeah." Fang Jie nodded, but his thoughts seemed to have not been taken back: "If this war in Eastern Xinjiang is over, would you like to accompany me back to Fangu City again? You have been wandering around these years, even if you have ambitions in the future. I'm full, but I still lost money to them. I might not be able to go back anytime if I want to go back." Mu Xiaoyao nodded vigorously. "I still remember that there is a cliff mountain not too far away from Fan Gu, about two or three hundred miles away. We have been there before, and you and I lived on the mountain to wait for news, while Big Dog went to Fan Gu City to see if we could settle down. After so many years, the wooden shed that was originally erected casually on the mountain?Has it collapsed? " "Go and have a look. " Fang Jie is smiling, but sometimes there are so many hidden meanings in people's smiles, not just happiness? When a sad person starts to laugh, maybe he is even sadder " Yashan " Song Zihui glanced at the sky above his head. The pouring rain made me laugh. It had not rained in the northwest for a long time. After killing so many Mongolian Tatars, he was carried up the mountain on a stretcher. , heavy rain fell from the clouds halfway through, and the sun was still dominating the sky when the fighting began. By the time the Meng Yuan people began to surrender, the rain had already soaked the dry and hard earth. "Kill the Tatars, it will rain heavily! " Song Zihui laughed as if he was crazy, laughing and coughing up blood. "I don't know when, the rain seemed to stop. Song Zihui looked around and found that he was in a dilapidated wooden shed. I don¡¯t know how many years have passed, and most of the shed has collapsed, but it can barely make the rain seem smaller. It is precisely because of this that he realized that he must have been in a trance for a while. "General, Meng Yuanta. The son has surrendered! "Chu Feiyun, who was covered in wounds, rushed over from the rain. The blood on his face had been washed away by the rain. But there were still blood stains on his body, which was his own blood still flowing out. "Bizhi really didn't expect that, we The attack with less than 30% of the Meng Yuan troops actually achieved a complete victory! At that time, I was already determined to die. I never expected that those fierce-looking Tatar soldiers would give up! General, I have convinced you! " He was also laughing wildly, and his smiling face was a little distorted. Song Zihui looked at this bearded subordinate, and the guilt in his heart still couldn't go away. He struggled to stand up, and then bowed deeply: "Today's day The victory lies entirely with the general and the six brothers who broke into the camp. I thank you on behalf of the entire army. If you hadn't held on, our entire team would have been wiped out today. "General" Chu Feiyun quickly stepped forward to support Song Zihui: "General, why do you need to thank me?" How can the general apologize? Is it true that generals are soldiers and should kill the enemy, but we should not kill the enemy? Whenever a man puts on this uniform, he is already prepared to fight to the death with foreign enemies. Does the general think that he is the most suitable among the thousands of troops? Sorry for your humble position, but I have the ability to strategize, but do you have the ability to kill an enemy with an army? "After saying this, Song Zihui actually smiled. "The rain is good. If nothing else, there should be people from the Mongolian and Yuan Tatars who have not arrived. This heavy rain can be regarded as God blocking the Tatar reinforcements for us. . Our troops are limited, and this battle has almost pushed the soldiers to their limit. If there is another battle," Song Zihui hadn't finished speaking. A soldier hurried over outside in the heavy rain. "General! " He clasped his fists outside and said: "The scouts reported that the Mongolian wolf cavalry was found more than 20 miles away. The heavy rain blurred the sight. I don't know how many people came, but they were obviously a large group of people. Now the battlefield at the foot of the mountain has not been cleaned up, and the surrendered enemy soldiers have not been resettled. General, what should I do? " This sentence almost made Song Zixi's heart rise to his throat. "Where is the enemy at this time? " He asked. The soldier who reported the news said: "When the scout came back, he said that the Wolf Cavalry was less than twenty-five miles away from Yashan. He rushed back to report the news, but he was already fifteen miles away. Fortunately, the rain was heavy and the wolf cavalry group could not gallop, otherwise the team would be scattered and the order would not be known. " "The order is unclear? " Song Zihui's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard these four words: "The Meng Yuan people also used battle flags and horn sounds as orders, but now it's raining heavily, it's dark, and the mist is so heavy. We can only communicate by the sound of the horn! Moreover, if the enemy comes to rescue, the team will spread out instead of following the official road in a long dragon formation. The ground is very dry and the water is flowing quickly. The ground is now so muddy, which is not a good thing for the cavalry! " "Besides, the enemy doesn't know that we have finished the battle. " "What can the general do? " Chu Feiyun asked. "Yes! " "Help me down the mountain! " Song Zihui let Chu Feiyun support him and walked down the mountain eagerly: "In today's battle, there is no chance that we can win even more! Haha God gave me a heavy rain! "The water vapor is too heavy, the clouds are thick, the sky seems to be almost dark, and you can't see very far. Meng Lie rode his horse forward, his face became more and more solemn. Such weather is definitely not suitable."They were fighting so hard that they could barely see anything a hundred meters away. "Report!" Suddenly a soldier came back in a hurry: "Special Service, a Han team in front suddenly came out, shouting loudly, and you can vaguely see them all being infantry!" "The enemy is just going to take advantage of this weather. Attack me!" Meng Lie pondered for a while and then said loudly: "The battle in Yashan must be tight. Those people are just suspects. He deceived me into not attacking in the rain. If it is true, I will break his trick! Why is he bluffing? There must be a fight on the other side of Yashan. These people are just trying to block us!" "Kill!" After receiving the order, at least two wolf cavalrymen started charging. Cries of killing came from everywhere. ¡°Something¡¯s wrong¡± Meng Lie listened carefully, and it seemed that all he heard was Meng Yuan dialect. At this moment, shouts of killing were also heard from the left wing, and Meng Lie quickly ordered a defense. After waiting for a while and seeing no men or horses coming to kill him, he ordered five thousand wolf cavalry to attack. Not long after, there was another cry of killing. In the heavy rain, there seemed to be enemies everywhere. "Special Service!" The soldier who first came to report the news ran back with a look of horror on his face: "The people blocking the road in front were all our people. They were standing there with their hands and feet tied. Our cavalry rushed in and realized that they had been fooled. , accidentally killed many of our own people!" "Retribution" "The enemies coming from the left wing are all our people, but they all stood there with their hands tied." Meng Lie's heart tightened suddenly! This time it seems that we have met our opponent.