The morning light is dim, and passing by the hustle and bustle of Xiangyang City seems particularly peaceful.

The corpses of Mongolian infantry that were not in time to be collected were seen everywhere under the city walls on the north, east and south with a scent of fireworks and a burning smell of human body. These corpses were either fragmented or as dark as coke, witnessing the cruel results of the night attack that had died before the beginning of last night.

The night breeze did not completely dissipate the bloody smell left by last night, and the faint bloody smell filled the nose along the fresh morning breeze.

On the top of the city, there were three or three soldiers in Jinghu army, pointing at the scattered corpses under the city wall with a relaxed expression, pointing at the three groups of two and a group of people talking in a low voice.

Before this, who would have thought that the arrogant and arrogant Mongolians would have fallen to such a day? Who would have thought that hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops could not even touch the city walls, and were frightened by the roar of thunder? Who would have thought that one day they would have been able to watch the Mongolian corpses and laugh loudly, and even the Mongolians would not even dare to collect the bodies?

The young uncle came for only a few days, and he could be called a turn of hands and rain! Although the soldiers of the Jinghu Army did not say anything, they were already full of admiration and awe for Jia Sidao from the bottom of their hearts.

What I respect is that he saved the lives of more than one million soldiers and civilians in the city; what I fear is that such a person, the uncle who always smiles on his face, rarely speaks, but when he looks at you, his eyes seem to be able to see through all the secrets in your heart.

"Hey, brothers, look, what's that?"

A sharp-eyed Jinghu army soldier suddenly pointed to the direction of the Mongolian camp and shouted loudly.

"What? What?"

Hearing the shouts of the Jinghu Army soldiers, a group of Jinghu Army soldiers on the city wall stretched their necks and looked under the city wall.

In the faint white smoke, hundreds of figures in robes were vaguely seen busying themselves in the open space about a few days away from the city wall.

"Hey, Zhang Tou, is that a Mongolian? If you don't give us your treasure, you will tell your brothers, is it the Mongolian ready to play tricks again?"

On the city tower, a Jinghu Army commander surrounded the Jinghu Army soldiers in just a short while. The Jinghu Army soldiers all looked at the silver objects about a foot long and short in his hand with envy.

The head-pin-chief in his hand was a monocular telescope.

This monocular was used by Jia Sidao for the generals of the Jinghu Army who were on duty at night. As for the other two walls, only two families could use the one that Meng Gong gave to Zhang Shun.

Now that telescopes have not been popularized on a large scale, new things like telescopes are obviously extremely precious in any place. Not to mention, this one is the one in the hands of the young uncle who saved Xiangyang City.

Fortunately, it was Jia Sidao's one, otherwise, they would have been snatched by these Jinghu soldiers who had been envious, jealous and hated for most of the night, and everyone was enjoying it.

"Shh, don't quarrel!" The commander surnamed Zhang grabbed the telescope in his hand tightly, and basically never left his eyes, and he would not feel dizzy. "The Mongolians seemed to be holding a banquet! Come on, come and report to the uncle and Meng Shuai!"

Hold a banquet?

How many comrades have held a banquet in front of the corpses? Is it for the tribute? It seems unlikely.

Jia Sidao and Meng Gong, who received the news, arrived together. When they arrived, Meng Gong's telescope was also sent over by Zhang Shun who was reluctant to leave.

After taking the monocular telescope handed over by the commander Zhang, Jia Sidao couldn't wait to look at it. Meng Gong also grabbed the telescope in Zhang Shun's hand, who was still holding the pain and pinching the telescope to not give it to, and glared: "I'm handsome! Look at your promising prospect!"

While speaking, Meng Gong kept raising his eyebrows in the direction of Jia Sidao.

Zhang Shun, who was already in pain, was reminded by Meng Gong, and his eyes suddenly lit up and he rubbed his hands excitedly. Looking at Jia Sidao's eyes, it seemed as if it was about to melt him.

Jia Sidao's character has also been understood these days, and as long as they do not violate the orders given by this young uncle in major matters, everything else is really easy to say.

At this moment, the Grand Marshal took the initiative to remind him that he would definitely help him when he came.

Thinking about the benefits of this baby, how could Zhang Shun and others not be excited?

Zhao Yi, who was standing behind Jia Sidao, naturally saw the small actions of Meng Gong, Zhang Shun and others, and laughed secretly.

Jia Sidao was not sure about the small actions of Meng Gong, Zhang Shun and others beside him. He was thinking about what medicine he bought from the gourd.

It was certain that the banquet was held, because he clearly saw plates of side dishes being served; and those who were busy in the open space were obviously not from the Mongolian army, so they could only serve the servants of the Lord Wen Buhua, who served in the army.

Since it is indeed a banquet, and the people who hold the banquet already know, who is the banquet for the sake of a gentle banquet? Why did he hold such a banquet in front of the two armies?

Of course, the location chosen for the banquet for the gentle and gentle banquet is also very interesting. It just so happened that the farthest distance of the catapult in the city was not too far from Xiangyang City, but it was definitely not close! However, this distance was a bit far from the Mongolian camp, which was more than five miles away from Xiangyang City.

Seeing this, Jia Sidao sighed in his heart. If the person who hosted the banquet was really gentle, he would say nothing else, just with his courage to set up the banquet at the gate of Xiangyang City, it would be amazing.

"Oh, it's really a banquet!" Meng Gong, who seemed to have expected that he would blackmail several telescopes from Jia Sidao's hands, was in a good mood, but when he held the telescope and saw the Mongolians put the banquet at the gate of Xiangyang City, he immediately said furiously: "This gentle mouth is really arrogant. Do you really think that everyone in the Song Dynasty can do it? Come..."

"Hey hey, Meng Shuai, don't worry, don't worry. Someone is here! It's not too late to think of any tricks! Besides, the warm-hearted man hasn't come out yet, right?"

Jia Sidao quickly interrupted Meng Gong and stopped him in a hurry. People with different ideas also pay different attention to it.

In the telescope, a Mongolian cavalry holding a white flag rushed out of the Mongolian camp and rushed towards the city of Xiangyang.

"Okay, let's see what tricks he wants to play. Without the order of my coach, no one can move without his move!"

As Meng Gong finished speaking, the Mongolian cavalry holding the white flag had already reached the city wall. When he was only more than twenty steps away from Xiangyang City, he suddenly stopped the war horses. The war horses stood upright with a long neigh, and then stepped heavily on the muddy land. From beginning to end, the Mongolian cavalry holding the white flag were all sitting steadily on the saddle, but they didn't move for a moment, as if they were already growing on the horse's back.

It is worthy of being a nation on the back of a horse. Jia Sidao secretly praised it in his heart.

"Hmph, we are all wearing white flags and still showing off our riding skills here..."

An envy flashed in Zhang Shun's eyes, but he was unwilling to be outdone.

The other Jinghu Army generals did not say anything, but their expressions were all very complicated.

Since the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun was given to the Liao Kingdom by Shi Jingtang, the Song Dynasty that replaced the Zhou Dynasty has no source of taming war horses. Emperor Taizu couldn't wait to go north to retake the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun but failed. Although there are still cavalry in the Song Dynasty army, most of them are short-sized Sichuan horses. Compared with the war horses tamed on the prairie, in addition to being stronger at the endurance, they are far from each other in both body shape and explosive power.

It is nothing more than that Meng Gong and others are dissatisfied with envy.

The cavalry in the era of cold weapons is really a well-deserved charge ace.

"Dare you ask if it's Marshal Meng on the city tower?"

The knight under the city wall looked up at the city tower and clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Yes, it's my commander! The two armies will not kill the envoys when they fight. Now the Japanese commander will save your life. If you have anything to say, hurry up!"

Meng Gong took a step forward and shouted in a deep voice.

"The last general is my Mongolian sect king. My sect king specially held a banquet in front of the two armies. He ordered the last emperor to invite General Meng and Lord Jia, who were rewarded, to go to the next era. I wonder if General Meng and Lord Jia dared?"

It’s really a gentle banquet!

Although the generals on the city tower had already been a little prepared, they were still caught off guard when things really happened.

Which one did you play?

"Master..."

Meng Gong waved his hand to Zhang Rou, turned his head to look at Jia Sidao. Obviously, he wanted to ask Jia Sidao what he meant. After all, he was not the one who was kind-hearted, and Jia Sidao was also the one who was also gentle.

"Mr. Meng, my family's sect king said that in addition to the sect king, there are also my fourth Mongolian princes, the sect king and the fourth prince. They will only bring two with them. If Mars. Meng and Lord Jia are worried, they can choose their own entourages, and the number of people is not limited. Moreover, all the soldiers in my camp will stay in the camp and stay away."

He was so brave that he didn't want to spend a lot of courage. Not only did he come by himself, but he also brought Ogedei's fourth son. The two noble princes actually brought only two followers! And they were so close to Xiangyang City.

What exactly does he want to do?

Meng Gong's expression changed a little. He stared at Jia Sidao who was pondering and silently, his lips squirmed, but he still didn't say anything after all.

"Hehe, Meng Shuai, since that gentleness is so elegant, if my Song Dynasty dislikes its beautiful intentions, wouldn't it be looked down upon by people?"

Jia Sidao naturally knew what Meng Gong was thinking, and nodded to Meng Gong with a smile.

This incident is no longer only related to the safety of Jia Sidao and Meng Gong, but is directly related to the morale of the Jinghu Army, the people's hearts of Xiangyang City, and even the face of the Song Dynasty.

The banquet was held in front of the two armies, and all the conditions were obviously the prevailing side of the Song Dynasty. If Meng Gong and Jia Sidao really did not go to the banquet, the first thing they would be to attack the morale of the army in Xiangyang City. Even the Mongolian sect kings were so brave. The commander and important figures of the Song Dynasty did not even have the courage to eat!
Chapter completed!