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Woo, Luo Luo's book has reached 200,000 words, and a new book list will be released after 200,000 words! In the future, it will be very troublesome for everyone to find "The Treacherous Heroes in the World". Why not collect the Treacherous Heroes early? Luo Luo asked

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Liu Xiaoyuan shook his head, Li Cuixian was obviously inciting Ye Liu Gan to make a desperate bet! Although the reason is not wrong, now the 60,000 army is deeply involved in the enemy's backbone. How can he make such a hasty fight? If he fails to win, how many people can survive in the 60,000 army here? He was about to refute, but Ye Liu Gan spoke hesitantly.

"But... the Southern Barbarians' firing stones are too sharp, and the Mongolian warriors are not iron-clad..."

Li Cuixian looked faint, staring at Ye Liu Gan, who was obviously already in a state of sacredness. "Marson, a certain family thinks that the thunder of the Southern Barbarians' stones are not difficult to break, because the thunder of the Southern Barbarians' stones are not large, and they are only concentrated on the southern wings of the formation. There are no such weapon in the other two northwest wings."

After hearing what Li Cuixian said, Liu Gan hurriedly looked up to the northwest. The Mongolian army's attack on the main formation of the Song army's western front had already started. Although several smoke pillars rose from time to time, the momentum was not comparable to the thunder bombing that Zhang's army had just encountered.

"Li Cuian replied, this Southern Barbarian stone generator can move..." Ye Liu Gan's eyes were sharp enough, and he had long seen clearly that Chen Dexing's army's stone generator was pulled by a ox cart.

Li Cuixian gritted his silver teeth and said word by word: "It is precisely because the stone-acting machine of the Southern Barbarians can move that our Mongolian warriors need to fight to the death. Even if they sacrifice eight thousand Mongolian lives, as long as they can destroy the army of the Southern Barbarians and seize the stone of the Southern Barbarians, it is worth it! The flower world of Jiangnan will be from the Great Mongolian at that time, and the millions of children of Jiangnan will be slaves of the Great Khan! Marshal, please don't hesitate anymore!"

Ye Liu Gan took a deep breath and focused his attention: "It's still Li Cui'an's right answer! As long as we can let our Great Mongolia stalk the south of the Yangtze River and unify the world, what's the point of us even if we are broken into pieces? If I can't break through the Southern Barbarian Army and kill Chen Nidexing today, I'm not a Mongol!"

When Liu Gan swears, the lost Zhang Hongfan has been brought over. The man over six feet tall knelt on the ground with a thunderous sound, but he keeps kowtowing and apologizing.

"Marson, Zhang Qianhu's defeat is not a crime of war. Please spare him this time and let him make meritorious service." Li Cuixian glanced at this man who was no less tall than Chen Dexing, but still asked him to plead for mercy.

"Marson, please let Zhang Qianhu rectify his subordinates and attack again." Liu Xiaoyuan also helped Li Cuixian this time. Zhang Hongfan, who was just knelt on the ground and kowtowed, was shocked. The army sent by the Zhang family to Lianghuai was originally 6,000, but it had lost more than 1,500 after fighting for more than two months. Today, the losses are no less than 800, and at most 3,500 and 3,600 boys... They are all broken, so where can they fight again?

Ye Liu Gan smiled indifferently: "The Shi Shi of the Southern Barbarians is indeed powerful, and Zhang Qianhu is not bad for a while. I will find it back later.

Bohua, I will give you two thousand-person teams, plus the soldiers of the Zhang family, Xiao family and Shi family, and continue to attack the left wing of the Southern Barbarians.

Li Cuian replied, take your red-coat soldiers and follow me to fight the front of the Southern Barbarians. If this battle can be won, I will definitely seek merit for your Li family in front of the Khan. In any case, let Li Xianggong’s Huainan Province be made solid!”

Li Yan also had the official position of the Minister of the Huainan Province, but Lianghuai Road has been firmly under the control of the Song Dynasty, and his Minister of the Huainan Province was purely a false name. And everyone knows that even if Mongolia took Huainan, it would not be easy to hand it over to Li Yan.

Now what Liu Gan gave is the painting cake that he thought was most likely to attract Li Cuixian.

Bohua and Li Cuixian both bowed and responded, and Bohua replied, "Marson, don't worry, the last general will nail the Southern Barbarian artillery to the left wing no matter what!"

The mobilization of the Mongolian army could not be hidden from the Song army in front of him. Chen Dexing had returned to the artillery position at this time, standing on a lookout car, watching the brigade of Mongolian cavalry and red-coated soldiers detour westward. Xia Bao, a veteran general of the Xia family army, rode a short and fat war horse, next to the lookout car. His fat body pressed down so that the fat horse under his crotch kept breathing. It was really funny to look at it.

"That's great, so good... The Mongolians have suffered and retreated. It seems that we can breathe a sigh of relief! Qingzhi, thanks to you today. When I returned to Yangzhou City and Mingyu Pavilion, I have served you with a flower wine!"

Chen Dexing shook his head, "It's just now! The Beilu will fight again, maybe... they will learn from their mistakes, and the formation will not be so dense when they fight again."

He took his eyes back from the Red Coat Army in the movement and turned to the front of him. The Zhang family Han army, who had just been beaten to pieces by his stone machine, once again formed a battle formation.

Zhang Hongfan sat on the horse's back again, straightened his body, stared at the battle formation of Song army opposite, the densely packed horse-repelled horses, and the formation of various large chariots in Luzhai, the shields and spears behind the chariots, and the strange-looking stone-acting machines - without ropes, and very small. I wonder what force was used to throw the huge iron balls a hundred steps away?

He turned his head and looked at the formation of his own troops.

What was facing was rows of infantry with disheveled armor, lined up in loose formations - Chen Dexing expected that, at this time, the Mongolian army, including the Han army, were still very good at learning lessons. After only one loss, they knew to disperse the formation. However, in the era of cold weapons, infantry combat relied on formations. Without formations, infantry was just a group of loose sand, and it would be good to be able to exert two or three percent of the combat power.

Moreover, the newly defeated soldiers did not have much morale. Many people abandoned their armor and weapons while running away. They are now wearing civilian clothes and standing in the team with feather arrows in their hands, trembling.

The Zhang family's confidant generals looked very ugly. They were all from Lao Yu's battle formation, so why didn't they know that they were dying when they went into battle like this? Although the Song army's firing stones and thunder may be difficult to use, what if their infantry formed a formation and came out? Isn't this loose formation a death?

However, Zhang Hongfan looked motionless. After escaping from death, the Mongolian general who destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty in history has now completely recovered his composure and has formulated a tactic that he thought is the most feasible.

He said in a deep voice at a confidant general: "You can start the battle!"

The confidant general looked ashen and reluctantly advised: "Jiulang, the ones who followed us south this time were all elites brought by the old benefactor... There are 6,000 people, and now there are less than 3,500 left. If they are exhausted, the Zhang family will be greatly damaged!"

The Zhang family's territory is in the so-called Shuntian Road, which is in the area of ​​Bozhou, Huaibei and Bozhou, and cannot be compared with Li Fu, who owns almost the entire Shandong. It naturally has much less troops. If 6,000 deaths are killed at one time, it will not only damage the vitality, but will even shake it.

Zhang Hongfan laughed and waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of being hurting a little bit of energy? How many casualties in Li Quan's attack on Huaidong back then? That's what damage to the energy. The Red Coat Army is not one in ten, and even Li Quan himself gave his life, leaving only Yang Miaozhen and Li Feng's orphan and widowed mother... Now isn't the leader of the Han army's Marquis? Their Li family can be revived, but isn't the grace of the Great Mongolian? As long as the Great Mongolian is here, even if one orphan is left in our Zhang family, there will definitely be a day of revival. What else can we not bear to bear?"
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