After Fan Yongji of Junzhou surrendered to Mongolia, the Mongols began to talk about the people of Junzhou who were driven to the north. Many people who were worried about becoming slaves of Mongolia flocked to Wudang Mountain east of the city to escape for a while. The Mongols came to Wudang Mountain several times to attack, but they did not know that they returned for nothing.

Perhaps after a fierce battle, the spies reported that the palaces on Wudang Mountain had been greatly damaged. But it was precisely because of the retreat of the Mongolian army that this famous mountain in the world became a shelter for refugees. Tens of thousands of refugees gathered near Baijiazhai to form a considerable force.

If someone else had led his army to quietly bypass Baijiazhai, this was definitely not Ge Huai's approach.

He led 2,000 soldiers of the Earth Dragon Army in an orderly lined up to Baijiazhai, not to mention that the people were regarded as threats. If they encountered refugees, they should first show them the majesty of the imperial army and horses. This is Meng Gong's teaching.

But what is strange is that half of the refugees were not encountered on the way to Baijiazhai.

Ge Huai summoned several spies to ask again. They all sweared thatched huts were covered with straw mats around Baijia Village yesterday, but they couldn't explain why even a trace of people could not be seen here after just one day.

However, the pots and straw mats abandoned everywhere made Ge Huai believe that they must have heard the news that the army was coming and fled into the mountains and forests in a hurry, which was missing a lot of trouble for the Tulong Army.

It was already dusk when they crossed the Taihe Mountain Pass. Ge Huai ordered a camp to be set up at the mountain pass and started to make rice. The whole army rested separately after listening to the generals preaching the truth.

Just as I was sleeping, a sudden sound of war drums came from the forest.

"Enemy attack!" Chen Guang jumped up from the tent, picked up the bow and arrow and rushed out. He was meeting Ge Huai, wearing half of the iron armor.

"Some little thieves, wait for me to meet the enemy." Chen Guang said as he was about to walk towards the gate of the camp.

The brave bearded man Ge Tongzhi was extremely calm at this time: "The enemy situation is unknown, don't fight casually. No matter who is approaching the camp, just shoot arrows at the same time."

Chen Guang responded and ordered the archers to come to the fence to prepare.

But from a distance, I could only see figures shaking, torches appear and disappear, and shouts of killing sounds shook the sky, but no enemy soldiers were approaching.

The enemy was making trouble for a while, and the mountains and forests suddenly returned to silence again.

"The thief saw that we were prepared and had no choice but to take advantage of the situation, so he retreated first." Ge Huai patted Chen Guang's back: "Go to bed earlier and set off for Baijiazhai earlier tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, he had just fallen asleep when he returned to his tent, there was another roar of drums and horns outside the tent.

The Tulong Army was tidy again, and when the entire army came to prepare the enemy in front of the fence, the sound suddenly disappeared.

No one is a fool now. Everyone stays on the fence, waiting for the enemy's next move.

Ge Huai and a few personal soldiers sat down in front of the camp gate and shouted loudly: "Rats, if you have any vegetation, come here and let you see how powerful grandpa's iron whip is!"

The sound echoed in the dark, but received no response.

He suddenly felt a stomachache.

When I looked up, the soldiers around me all covered their stomachs.

"It's poison!" Ge Huai suddenly realized: "Where did the water used to make rice today come from?"

A fire army leader hurried to report: "It is obtained in the nearby mountain stream."

"I've been trapped!" Ge Huai stood up with his stomach covering his stomach, and happened to meet Chen Guang staggeringly towards him.

"Notify the entire army, the camp will not be allowed!" Ge Huai gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat to Xiangyang!"

Chen Guang was shocked: "Retreat the troops in the middle of the night. How can the enemy resist if they chase after them at this time?"

"Leave a hundred unpoisoned brothers." Ge Huai pulled out the Breaking Array Sword from his waist: "I'll come to the palace. No matter what kind of demon he is, Lao Ge will also let it support a few layers of skin."

Chen Guang did not refute it either. He knew that Ge Tongzhi's martial arts would not be many people who could beat him in Xiangyang. Ge Huai's personal backing was the calmest choice.

"We can hold on until the morning to retreat calmly!" someone suggested.

Ge Huai snorted: "That is exactly what the enemy is planning. He beats the drum all night to let our army be prepared, but does not attack. When our army was poisoned and weak and depressed in the morning, we would definitely achieve the best in battle when we were in line to fight."

"If you suffer a loss, you must leave immediately! Don't let the unfavorable situation continue!"

Under Ge Huai's strict orders, the Tulong Army took extremely high risks to raise the torch, and Chen Guang led some knives and players to open the way to start a retreat at night.

Ge Huai stood at the end of the queue with a spear and followed the team slowly forward. While walking, he observed the situation behind and on both sides vigilantly.

But the enemy had no intention of attacking, and even the excellent target like the Dragon, who raised a torch in the dark night, was not harassed by an arrow.

They just followed the team and shouted far away.

The enemy was not the Mongolian army. Ge Huai breathed a little relieved after seeing this fact. Just as he was about to call the soldiers behind the palace to catch up with the brigade, a chaotic cry of soldiers suddenly came from the front.

When the soldiers rushed to cross the Manan River, this small river that could easily wade through during the day suddenly turned into a deep river that was deserted.

The soldiers were squeezed by the back team and fell into the river, struggling hard in the dark to swim across the river.

Chen Guang shouted loudly and tried to organize the team, but the role he could play in the dark night was very limited.

Just when he was helpless, Ge Huai hurriedly rushed up from the back team.

"Don't disturb it, drain the water and cross the river to concentrate on the opposite side of the river!" His loud voice had a little effect, and the soldiers in front of him began to line up to go into the water in the dark.

Chen Guang sniffed his nose in the dark and pulled Ge Huai's robe sleeves, "The rule seems to be something wrong."

"What's there to say at this time!" Ge Huai waved his arm impatiently: "As long as you cross the river, it will be smooth and everything will be easy to say!"

Chen Guang looked up at the flags that were rolling in the night sky. The southeast wind had not been interrupted since midnight. The narrow road, crowded dragons, dense bushes on both sides of the road, dry branches in winter, and the sound of the wind.

All elements are already in place, just...

Chen Guang's eyes suddenly appeared in countless flying fireballs. They sprinkled out of the hills on both sides of the road and fell into the dry bushes. The shrubs on both sides of the road quickly burned and became endless walls of fire.

The Tulong Army, which had just had a little order, fell into complete chaos again. The soldiers abandoned their team officers and jumped into the cold river desperately, hoping to swim across the river and escape to their lives.

Ge Huai and Chen Guang were swam across the river by the rioters. They were already thrown away their armor and they couldn't bear to watch them in a mess.

Not only the two of them? The river bank was full of sergeants who were soaked and exhausted, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He didn't even see the face of an enemy. Two thousand well-trained heroic troops who were not afraid of the Mongolian army were removed from their combat effectiveness.

Countless torches on the other side illuminate the river, and countless enemies shouted loudly:

"Get back! We don't need the Song Dynasty or Mongolian officers and soldiers, we govern ourselves!"

Zheng Yunming frowned as he heard this: "Autonomous lord? Although the enemy has destroyed Junzhou, Junzhou is still the territory of the Song Dynasty. Although the country has not fulfilled its responsibility to protect them, it does not mean that this place will never belong to the Song Dynasty."

"But the one who can easily play Ge Tongzhi in his hands is not something that an idle mountain villager can do." Wang Deng glanced at Ge Huai, who was breathing, reminded.

Zheng Yunming nodded and said, "You...No, you go and call Ma Xiang to replace Yang Xuan on the river and ask him to lead three thousand men to attack Baijiazhai!"

He paused and said, "Since the other party has no intention to hurt our army, we should not attack recklessly. Ask Yang Xuan to use his arrogant wisdom to solve the problem peacefully."

Ge Huai shouted: "Peacefully resolve the birds! Let me catch the bird man who designed to frame him, take off his clothes and hang it on the Xiangyang city gate for three days!"

Zheng Yunming laughed loudly, and he patted Ge Huai on the shoulder: "Don't be anxious, let Yang Xuan go over and explore the path first, and see if there is really a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger in this small Baijia Village."

Although he said this, Zheng Yunming still did not believe that the natives of Wudang Mountain could really stop Yang Xuan's attack. In terms of the urgent and intelligent battlefield and the wonderful use of troops, the entire Tulong Army, including Zheng Yunming, himself believed that he could not compare with this little military advisor who looked like Zhang Liang.

At this time tomorrow, the military flag of the Tulong Army should be raised high in Baijiazhai.

The melted substance of the flowing sun and rays wrapped around one end of the iron pipe, and was carefully taken out of the crucible made of mud bricks.

"The next step is the most critical step." Liu Tingmei wiped the sweat from her forehead and said to Zheng Yunming.

Zheng Yunming was not that nervous. Which step in the production process was not summarized by Lin'an craftsmen after countless failures and summary experience and improved. Under the financial support of Lin'an merchants and the convenient conditions brought by Zheng Xianggong's reputation, the strange-shaped failed works of one library after another represent the huge financial and manpower contribution brought by the acceleration of the research and development process. Fortunately, Zheng Yunming was not the moon in the water with no rewards.

Under the blowing of the craftsman, a beautiful glass bottle was slowly showing its graceful figure. Looking at Liu Tingmei's worried look, Zheng Yunming felt a little reluctant.
Chapter completed!