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Thousands of clothes were in a mess, and soldiers with scattered flags gathered in their camps.

It was said to be a camp, but it was actually very scattered, with no tent. Although according to the request of the Mongolian uncle, he dug trenches and built a village. However, the trenches were less than half a person deep, and the villages were sparse and the villages were not built.

This soldier was the Mongolian New Army commanded by Yang Dayuan, the governor of the Mongolian Province of Sichuan Province, which was the Song army that surrendered to Mongolia in Sichuan. At this time, the Mongolian Empire implemented a management system of feudal and hierarchy, and all subjects were divided into three levels, Mongolia, Semu and Han people. The army was also divided into several levels, and the New Army was the lowest level. Not only did the military pay be meager, but the supply was also less than the rest of the army, and the weapons and equipment were also the worst. Originally, they owned the most

Some divine arm bows and various iron armors were confiscated, and were only given inferior leather armor, spears, swords, shields and bows. However, they had to serve as vanguards and attack the city during wartime. Since the defeat in Nantuochang, this new army has been treated worse. They can only barely serve one meal a day and are responsible for opening roads and filling the gullies. It is already exhausted. In the future, the burden is reduced. They have also lost all the military resources such as camping equipment and tents and stoves. It is already good to be able to set up a camp.

This army is stationed south of the Yangtze River. It belongs to a valley at the junction of the Nanping Army and Chongqing Prefecture. This area is mostly mountains in the southwest and northeast directions. There are mostly fertile valleys between the two mountains. It was originally covered with villages, but now it has become deserted due to the war. The people gathered to forts built in the mountains to resist. The defeated Mongolian army did not have time to attack the forts and break the villages, but just walked along the valleys, passing through the gaps between the mountains, and entering the next valley. Therefore, the entire marching route became winding, and the distance was far longer than the Song officials of Chongqing Prefecture estimated.

The long journey also means that more time is needed to consume more supplies. Although during the retreat, the Mongolians had slaughtered most of the livestock, marinated them with salt as military rations, and decisively abandoned all the Han army, and the New Army was injured and sick. However, the supply of food was still less than a day. Especially in the entire Mongolian army, the New Army, which was at the bottom of the Mongolian army, had completely stopped supplying military rations. Thousands of men walked hungry for dozens of miles. Now it was time for dinner in the evening, but there was no food to be delivered. Obviously, the food was out of stock again!

The soldiers in the army were all in awe and sat together, complaining about their miserable fate. Of course, they were still recalling the beautiful past.

"These Mongolian masters are so fucking hateful. They want to starve us to death!"

"Oh. If I were to serve in the Zhao family in the past, why would I not rebel if I was hungry?"

"That's right? Not to mention being hungry, even if you are going to fight, you won't do it. No one is as good as a dog like now!"

"Damn it, if I had known today, I would have fought with the Tartars no matter what I said!"

"Shhh, whisper, don't you see the Mongolians outside the camp?"

"Mongols...what are they doing? There are so many people, and they are still in line, are they going to send troops?"

These words came from the camp to a low slope outside. Yang Dayuan sat blankly on the ground, holding a sword in his hand, just looking at the thousands of brothers in his camp. Behind him were thousands of Mongolian soldiers with strong bows in his hands.

"Dayuan, don't look at it, this is their fate... It's better that this is finally loyal to the Great Mongolia and will not let down his usefulness!"

The person who spoke was Brother Wang Tian, ​​standing behind Yang Dayuan with an unbearable expression. Yang Dayuan had the best relationship with him. Originally, when he surrendered to Mongolia, Brother Meng thought he surrendered too slowly and wanted to kill him. It was Brother Wang Tian who tried hard to persuade him to save his life.

After hearing Brother Wang Tian’s comforting words, Yang Dayuan just smiled bitterly: “That’s right, it’s all fate! We Han people are this fate! There are colored objects and Mongolians on it... We can only be a cow and a horse, and we can only charge for them. After the call is over, it is useless. We can also kill and eat meat!”

"Dayuan, why did you say this? Isn't this for the country? Now the Great Mongolia has entered China, which is our country! For the sake of the country's strength and the unification of the world, what's the hardship that the Han people can't bear? What's the point of just donating their lives?"

"That's right!" Yang Dayuan nodded with a wry smile, "So... they are dead!"

"That's right, I'm dead!" Brother Wang Tian exhaled and turned around to fight for a Mongolian Qianhu who led his troops to focus on the key points.

Qianhu raised his hand, and all the Mongolian soldiers took out their feather arrows and opened their horn bows. Qianhu's hands suddenly swung down. After a sound of the bowstring breaking through the air, thousands of sharp arrows shot towards the new soldiers in the camp!

...

When the screams came, a little demon girl was gnawing the jerky horse with her sister Baoyin. Although the supply of the Mongolian army was a bit tight, Baoyintemuer and Li Cuixian had special identities and would not have hungered them.

Li Cuixian had already put on a Mongolian women's clothing, carried a scimitar and bow and arrow, and rolled a pair of leather armor into a bag, and sat under her butt as a mat.

She is also a soldier now. Together with the Mongolian maids of the concubines of Mengge Khan and other Mongolian princes, she was organized into a thousand-person team and served as the escort of Queen Ouli. Tutemim - the Mongolian army in trouble has now been mobilized to the maximum extent. Not only the concubines, but also the Mongolian maids of the princess were armed, and even the concubines themselves were fully armed! Princess Baoyin became the thousand-household family of this female thousand-person team.

"Sister Baoyin, this is..." Li Cuixian put away the jerky meat, stood up suddenly, and looked at the place where the screams came.

"Nothing, that's hunting!" Baoyintemuir sat upright and continued to chew on the jerky meat.

"Hunting? But this is a human voice..."

Baoyintemuir forced a smile: "It's just a matter of the strong..."

"The jungle, Sister Baoyin, this is..." Li Cuixian was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, staring at the jerky in Baoyin's hand with her eyes straight.

"This is horse meat," Baoyin said with certainty, "I won't give it to us, sister, don't worry."

"That's hunted..."

"It's a southerner, the new affiliated army!"

Li Cuixian took a breath and looked ugly: "Now it is the new affiliated army... It's the Han army's turn to come next?"

Baoyin shook his head and lowered his voice, "Sister Cuixian, don't worry... the food is not that nervous. The food in the army could have lasted for seven or eight days, but more than 40,000 mules and horses were slaughtered. Not only did he get horse meat, but he also saved hundreds of thousands of kilograms of bean cakes. Now... a hunting time will last for a month and a half. Moreover, Master Basiba also went to Sichuan to raise grain. The Tubo tribes around Sichuan all believed in Tantric Buddhism and regarded the master as a living Buddha and would not give food."

"It's still like this if you don't lack food, it's really..."

"Sister Cuixian, this is what Shi Tianze and Wang Tiange suggested to King Mo Ge. The new army fled for a long time, and our reality and reality were leaked. When we went to the battlefield, this new army was not reliable, so it would be better to slaughter the military rations! And..."

“And what?”

Baoyintemuir looked around and pressed his voice to the lowest level: "And not all new affiliated troops will be hunted, and someone will escape!"

Li Cuixian's bright eyes tightened. How could he not understand how important the information Princess Baoyin leaked - the Mongolians did not lack food, which could last for at least a month and a half! But what actions would the Song Dynasty garrison do after learning that the Mongolians had already killed people for food?

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"That's great! The Tartars' rations have been exhausted, and they are already killing people to fill their hunger!"

In Chongqing Prefecture City, Sichuan Xuanfu Governor Pu Zezhi sat upright on the festival hall, waving the military newspaper he had just received, and laughed happily.

"The life and death of the Tatar Khan is uncertain, and the food and grass are gone again. It is still a thousand miles away to go to Chengdu. It seems that this Tartar Khan is in a desperate situation, and the victory of the Sichuan battle is about to be won!"

Pu Zezhi glanced at the generals in the hall with bright eyes. Everyone looked happy and looked eager to try. The news of killing people in the Mongolian army has been confirmed by many parties! There are still many new Mongolian soldiers who escaped by luck and were caught by the Bozhou army. This news should not be fake! Since the Mongolian army was out of food, they would not be able to escape the end of annihilation of the entire army. This is a good opportunity to beat the dog in the water!

‘The luck of Pu Zezhi is really unstoppable!’ Chen Dexing, sitting in a corner of the festival hall, also did not see through the Mongolian plan. The supply in the Mongolian army was insufficient, and he had known the news of killing horses for food. Now the news of eating people came earlier than expected, but it did not seem to be fake. It seems that the Mongolians were really out of food.

Pu Zezhi's voice raised a little: "... These beasts ravaged my Sichuan for decades, slaughtered my people, and destroyed my home. Today, they are in a desperate situation. We should be severely punished and must not let the tiger return to the mountain! We will restore the entire Sichuan, and we will fight this battle! I will go to the battlefield with you and fight the decisive battle with the barbarians on the bank of the Yangtze River!"

Pu Zezhi said this generously. He stood up with his hands behind his back. He looked like a famous general. Since the southward crossing, Yue Wumu, Meng Zhongxiang, and Yu Qiaoyin were all no problem. Even Huo Qubing, who sealed Langju Mountain, and Li Weigong, who wiped out the Eastern Turks, was just a martial artist. How could he compare with Pu Daxuanfu, who was in charge of soldiers and strategizing? Perhaps only Zhuge Wuhou, who had a feather fan, could compete with him?

At this time, the generals in Sichuan also slapped their tables as if they were in accordance with the situation and bowed deeply to Pu Zezhi: "We dare not die for the court, and we are willing to follow Xuanfu, and kill all the barbarians and the banks of the Yangtze River!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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