And at this moment, a mound on a distant place was watching this scene in shock.

"Is this the militia?"

He said in shock.

He was condescending to him, and could overlook almost half of the battlefield. In this mountain plain that was not actually a real plain, more than a dozen such car cities were scattered, but the distance between them was not more than one hundred feet. They tried to choose high places, especially in the places where there were gullies next to them. All car cities were constantly spraying flames, the rumbling cannons were like thunder, and shouting and killing sounded throughout the sky, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, making the entire battlefield look a little unreal. In this smoke, the Mongolian cavalry under his subordinates were galloping among these car cities in an orderly manner.

It's really unordered.

Because of the cutting of these chariot cities, the 20,000 cavalry that had originally surged into chariot cities had to squeeze into such a not-wide passage.

Then he kept falling down under the attack of artillery fire on both sides.

They are indeed shooting arrows.

But the latter's guardrail, shield, and armor make most arrows meaningless. After all, the cavalry's bows are weak, and because of the three-eyed guns and crossbows, these cavalry dare not get too close...

They are crossbows.

The accuracy itself is one level higher.

When they approached ten feet, they were almost shot by these militias as targets. Moreover, their war horses were afraid of the firearms and instinctively did not dare to approach these things that made loud noises and spit fire. The Mongolian cavalry, who were afraid of death, could only shrink as much as possible to shrink twenty feet away, and then kept running to shoot arrows. They did not even dare to stop and aim because they could face the shotgun of a big gun at any time. But the arrows shot like this were useless to the chariot city. Not to mention that the hit rate was pitiful, even if they hit the fortune, such an arrow might be blocked by a piece of leather armor, not to mention that these militias had actually started wearing cotton armor.

The important crop of these militia reclamation teams in Xuanhua is cotton, and Wang Yue also supports them in growing cotton. Because of the development of the cotton spinning industry, cotton prices are currently very high in various places.

After all, there was very little cotton planting before the Song Dynasty.

Cotton has indeed been introduced.

But the introduction and popularization are different. In recent years, it was Wang Yue's promotion that cotton has truly become popular. Hand spinning machines and looms have made cotton scarce again because they were just beginning to become popular. The land in Xuanhua itself is not high, because there is not even winter wheat due to climate problems, and it can be planted for one season every year. On the contrary, because of the forced growth of militia in Hebei, coupled with the impact of coastal fisheries, the grain prices have always been very low.

Of course, cotton is grown!

Sell ​​it to a textile factory in Yanshan and then buy cheap grain and canned food.

For these militiamen who need to bring their own armor and weapons, the cotton in their own fields is undoubtedly the cheapest source of armor.

They are all cotton armor.

The rifty arrow is really useless to them.

But the militia's large guns, three-eyed guns, and crossbows against the Mongolian cavalry are different. There are not many chain armor or armor on the latter's body that can block these. Although these Mongolians have obtained a large amount of iron armor from the Jurchens, the Jurchens cannot really give them good things, and the only thing they can give them is the lowest.

This can't stop infantry bows, crossbows, and three-eyed guns.

As for the big gun's shotgun, it is indeed a tragic ability to break armor, but it is still easy to kill war horses. Moreover, the big gun actually has large shotguns, so the armor-breaking ability is completely different, it just can't be loaded too much at once.

These Mengwu cavalry running in vain among the chariot cities kept throwing dead bodies along the way while running.

Just one look at the breakthrough.

The result is this.

A woman!

Hebule can be seen clearly here.

The woman was like a magic trick, constantly throwing out things that he couldn't see, and then turned into an explosion of fire among the cavalry, making a thunderous sound, scaring the horses that had been with the cavalry since childhood, neighing in fear, and fleeing in fear.

Is this the militia?

His 20,000 cavalry actually had no choice but to take 20,000 militias?

"Shank you, they don't have water, they will be finished after three days of sleep. As long as we keep striking this way, they will never be able to come out to fetch water. In the end, it's still our bags. There is no need to attack, just don't let them be idle."

Wang Yue said beside him like a dog-headed military advisor.

"I'm afraid that there are only 10,000 people in the Song army behind me, and I may not be able to withstand Yang Zongmin and Zhe Keqiu's joining forces."

Hebule said with a frown.

Poor he has never doubted the person beside him until now.

On the contrary, I trust more.

After all, what Wang Yue reported was true, but the combat effectiveness of these militia was unexpected, but this obviously had nothing to do with Wang Yue. He Bule still admired the Han people who could speak Mengwu language and were smart and capable, and even planned to be appointed as an official and marry his granddaughter to him in the future. Since the arrival of the south, this Mengwu Khan felt more and more important to him. Unfortunately, they didn't even know iron smelting. Any talented person seemed very important to him.

However, the current situation did make him feel a little worried. Although he should not worry about the Changsheng Army in the south, Yang Zongmin, Zhe Keqiu and even Guo Qizhong behind him would not sit idly by!

He did stay behind to block.

But his cousin, Anbahai, just brought ten thousand people behind him.

Zhe Keqiu and Yang Zongmin are not weak.

And there is also Guo Qizhong behind him, who is also very good at fighting.

So it can't be delayed too long here.

"Da Khan, I'm actually a little bit thinking that Zhe Keke asked these people not to save Wang Yue."

Wang Yueshen said mysteriously.

"What's the meaning?"

Hebule said.

"Wang Yue is said to be regarded as a rebel by the officials of the Southern Dynasties. He wished he could die quickly, but he had the Changsheng Army, Yanshan, as well as the Khitan, Xi, and Ming people as helpers. Those in the Southern Dynasties just couldn't beat him and had to listen to him. If Nian Han really fought to Yu Pass, these people might watch the fun and kill him with the sword of Nian Han. If we destroy these militias, we can also go south, and then these people would like it even more."

Wang Yue said.

"You Han people all like internal fighting so much!"

Hebule said contemptuously.

Wang Yue smiled.

It is obvious that Dahan didn't know that if he really wanted to talk about internal strife, it depends on his descendants! When it comes to stabbing each other in a mess of sand and bleeding within the family, who can compare to his descendants!

Hebule continued to look at the battlefield in front of him.

Wang Yue said it right. If he continues like this, he will be the winner after all, because the water source in this area is the Sanggan River next to it, but these militia can only form formations to protect themselves. Once they disperse, they will be trampled by the Mongolian warriors. It is impossible to get out to fetch water. Even if they carry a kettle, they will only last for two or three days at most.

In the end, it will be destroyed by thirst.

"You, go and tell Hutula that the troops will take turns to attack, but don't attack hard anymore, just stop them from coming out to get water."

Hebule said.

"Little understand!"

Wang Yue said.

Then he urged the horse to leave without hesitation.

Hebule continued to stand there, suddenly seeing his great-grandson in the propaganda poster, looking silently at the battlefield in front of him. He didn't know that at the same time, in the valley west of Longmen Pass east of Xuanhua, Shi Xiong was leading his cavalry army to advance, and 15,000 cavalry, including 3,000 cavalrymen, would go south from Xuanhua to sweep the battlefield. And to the east of this battlefield, outside Ruzhou City upstream of Guichuan, the 10,000 Xi cavalry led by Emperor Xiao Gan of the Great Xi Kingdom, had already completed the final supply here, preparing to run a hundred miles to complete the encirclement. Also on the west side of the battlefield, behind Hebule, an infantry army fifty miles away was walking out of Tianjin Pass and heading straight for the Aanshan City behind him.

The three armies are completing the encirclement.

Even Zhe Keqiu, Yang Zongmin and Guo Qizhong had received an order. Zhe Yang and Yang attacked the entire army and left behind to resist them.

As for Guo Qizhong...

He will not join the war here.

He was responsible for waiting in Baishui and then gave a fatal blow to the White Tatar who fled back north of Yinshan.

It doesn't matter if the Mongols escaped back, and it is actually difficult to completely wipe out the disease. However, after this battle, the Mongols probably wouldn't have the courage to go south anymore. In a few years, he would go north to Liting. But this time the White Tatar must be killed, and Guo Qizhong also likes the most is to destroy the White Tatar. After Xiao Hulu was destroyed, the White Tatar was already the main enemy he needed to face.

He will wait in Baishuilu.

And the director of all this looked at the militia in the bloody battle with emotion.

There were eighteen militia battalions, twenty-eight thousand militia and women, who stood in the eighteen chariot cities, and relying on their chariots and weapons in their hands, let the latter's corpses cover the fields of early spring among them.

No one backed up.

No one fled.

Both men and women were silently shooting at the enemies outside in the sharp arrows falling like rain in the sky.

The militia didn't know the plan.

In fact, except for the senior management, basically no one knows about this plan, and of course these militiamen did not know about it. They just thought that Nianhanzhen had already reached Yu Pass and they needed to return to the pass to prepare for the Jurchens. But they knew that this trip would inevitably encounter attacks from the Mongols, so the elderly, weak, women and children walked through the Xi people's territory on the mountain road, and the young and strong women with combat capabilities walked south on the road with supplies to Juyongguan.

Then now they really encountered the attack of the Mongols.

And it is a massive attack.

They don't know what the outcome will be.

But they still chose to fight to the end.

Moreover, these militiamen also showed strong combat power. At this moment, they were no worse than the military households of the garrison in Zhu Yuanzhang's era. The super-long spears, chariots, and those simple primary firearms, and their tenacious will made these original peasants helpless in the fight.

This is enough.

After all, he really made this nation show their due style.
Chapter completed!