choke element

Chapter 359

The Khitans came again.

This time, they reached the bottom of the platform and attacked with great fanfare on the gentle slope in front. At the same time, they cut down trees, built extremely rough and huge ladders, and secretly climbed from the cliffs on the left and right sides.

This move was completely beyond the expectations of the defenders, and the Jurchen soldiers on the platform were panic-stricken. Some Moukes thought they were in a safe zone, but they were hacked and killed by the Khitans. As a result, the wounded soldiers screamed and fled in all directions.

It wasn't until the officers came forward to suppress them that the soldiers of Puxian Wannu's headquarters came forward to reach the enemy, and then they pushed down the ladder.

Amidst the roars of tens of hundreds of people, the ladder collapsed, and the sky was full of dust.

"How long has it been?" Pu Xianwanu, who was sitting on the rock, asked.

He hadn't drank water for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse, and the sound of the rumbling drums of the Khitan army at the foot of the mountain came to mind at this moment, and no one around him could hear his question clearly.

He raised his voice and asked again.

In the Xianping mansion that day, most of the eleven adopted sons whom he leaned on like arms had already lost more than half, and now only Pu Xiandu Mahun, the oldest among the eleven adopted sons, was following him. .

Pu Xiandu Mahun is over 40 years old, his face is full of flesh, and his eyes are blood red because of the sleepless and endless fighting for the past three days.

Du Ma knelt down and said: "It's been two hours, father-in-law, the Khitan people have also suffered heavy losses, this group of people who came up to attack are..."

Puxian Wannu shouted: "I'm not asking the Khitan people, I'm asking Pu Suliemeng! Why hasn't he come back!"

Du Ma was stunned, he was so exhausted from fighting, he really didn't think about anything else.He had no memory of when Pu Suliemeng set out to ask for help.

There was silence between the two.

Several arrows thrown from a strong bow landed on the mountain.An arrow pierced through the treetops and landed beside Du Mahun, splashing a few stones and hitting his armor with a crackling sound.

A soldier took this opportunity to speak a few words in Du Mahun's ear.Du Mahun hurriedly said: "Father, Pu Suliemeng set off at Chouchu this morning, it was difficult to travel at night, and he arrived at Xianping Mansion at about Mao... If he came back, probably, about, cough cough, he should be back by now."

"What about others?" Pu Xianwanu asked blankly.

"This...maybe still on the way? Yifu, the siege of the Khitan people is getting tighter and tighter. It is also possible that he can't find a chance to cross the enemy line."

"He is most familiar with the nearby roads! If others can't find an opportunity, why can't he find an opportunity!" Pu Xianwannu shouted: "Didn't it mean three days? If the reinforcements don't come, won't Pu Suliemeng come back? "

"This……"

Du Mahun was unable to answer for a while, but he heard the footsteps of hundreds of thousands of people at the end of the slope, and he hurriedly said: "Father, I will command to meet the enemy!"

They all hurried away as if they were fleeing.Pu Xianwannu raised his hand, wanting to find someone else to ask questions, but he saw bitter expressions on the faces of everyone around him.

He got up vigorously, pressed the handle of the knife at his waist, and turned twice on the huge rock.

The servants were worried that he would be shot by the arrow and wanted him to come down quickly, but no one dared to persuade him.

Since ancient times, the layout of troops has focused on the first move.Puxian Wannu originally thought that he was the first to understand the weakness of the imperial court and the scattered hearts of the generals in the Northeast, so he took the lead.But now he thought of more.

"I see," he murmured.

It is one thing to seize the upper hand, but it is also possible to strike later.There are many smart people in the Northeast Mainland.They have known for a long time that the Mongols will not tolerate my ambitions, and more than one family is waiting for my Puxian Wannu to capsize, waiting for both me and the Khitans to suffer!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing again.

Come to think of it, Brother Yeluliu is the same, right?I, Pu Xianwannu, lost a few battles, did he really think I was easy to bully?
How many people in his Khitan headquarters can really fight?In the past few days, didn't I lose some of his white teeth alive?At that time, wouldn't he, Brother Yeluliu, also have a mouthful of fat?

Unless the Mongols intervene... But I can fully understand what the Mongols want. Then Mu Huali came here to deceive us. His goal is...

Hahaha!interesting!interesting!I really get it!

Jue under the huge rock looked up from his head, and saw his coach with disheveled hair, sprinting back and forth, muttering to himself for a while, and laughing for a while.Everyone looked away and looked at each other, wondering if Pu Xianwannu was crazy.

It's a pity that the besiegers at the bottom of the mountain were Khitan people, they didn't want to take prisoners at all, they would kill every Jurchen they caught.Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to surrender immediately?
Thinking this way in my heart, I heard Puxian Wannu yelling again and again: "Don't worry! We can win! If we win this time, everyone will be rewarded with a hundred guan, and the official will be promoted to a higher rank!"

Winning is naturally the best.

The disciples all clenched their swords and guns tightly.It is uncertain when, everyone will have to step forward to fight, the situation has become so bad, no one should be lucky.

In the ravine at the foot of the mountain, Brother Yeluliu moved his arms, which were so sore from beating the drum.

He picked up the armor on the side, and said to the guards: "Put on the armor for me, I will personally step forward to supervise the battle!"

At the same time as the guards rushed up, Brother Yeluliu drew out his saber and waved it twice.

This is a Khitan-style scimitar made of iron, with phoenix patterns chiseled on the body, the blade is extremely sharp, and there are bursts of chills when it is swung.

Surrounded by the scorching heat, Brother Yeluliu was sweating profusely.At this moment, he was shocked by the cold, but shivered again.

Failed.

he said to himself.

Puxian Wannu is a man with mediocre ability to lead troops in battle. He leads 5 people and 10 people to fight, and the formation is like tofu, which can be broken with one poke.But he does have a few loyal direct descendants, and these direct descendants are only three to five thousand or even less, but it is extremely difficult to gather and wipe out all at once if they are guarding dangerous places.

The battle lasted for three days. On the first day, it could be said that our side was devastated, but from the second day onwards, it became a war of attrition, a tough battle that Brother Yeluliu didn't want to see the most.

The reason Yeluliuge gathered strong men to raise troops back then was in Hanzhou.He is very familiar with the mountainous area where Puxian Wannu is guarding at the moment, so he also knows that the best way is actually to encircle rather than attack, and wait for the soldiers on the mountain to die of starvation or thirst.

But time is running out.

On that day, General Mu Huali promised that the Khitan people could win a big victory, and that there would be no casualties.Yeluliu didn't want his family to be ignored hounds, so he refused.Therefore, the new task is so dangerous and difficult.

Puxian Wannu was tougher than he expected, and this battle was not as simple as just annihilating Puxian Wannu.Brother Yeluliu knew that when he couldn't swallow the bait of Puxian Wannu in one go, he himself became the bait.

Who is General Mu Huali trying to seduce?Where is the new enemy lurking in the shadows?

Brother Yeluliu hasn't figured it out yet.

But one thing is certain.That is, if the immediate war can be ended as soon as possible and the troops are withdrawn to Guangning, then the Khitan people will gain the most and their losses will at least be minimized.

be quick!be quick!
With the knife in hand, Brother Yeluliu made a decisive decision.

"Send an order to make Posha, Sengjianu, Yelu's, Lijianu, and my son Yelu Xueja all come forward in a team and take turns to attack! Tell Yelusi no, today at all costs, we will kill Puxian Wannu. Annihilate all of them! I will give him five thousand new troops and give him an hour. If I can’t kill Puxian Wannu, I will go into battle myself! Before going into battle, behead his head first!”

The messenger ordered the knights to ride their horses forward, and in a blink of an eye, the fierce battle around the hilltop was like adding fuel to the fire, becoming several times more intense, and the shouts of killing shook the heavens and the earth.And the sound of drums and horns urging the battle was even more deafening.

A moment later, in the northernmost part of the mountain, in an area under the charge of the general monk's servant, hundreds of people clamored in unison.

The distance between the two sides was too far to hear what they were shouting.Brother Yeluliu looked around, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that the monk's servants won?"

Everyone said: "The terrain in the north is rugged, maybe the monk's slaves will succeed in a surprise attack!"

Someone praised in advance: "I knew that a monk's slave could fight a bad battle! This old boy is ruthless enough!"

At this moment, a horse galloped towards the northern camp, and his figure appeared and disappeared between the undulating mountains.

All the generals around Brother Yeluliu beamed with joy.They came here because they wanted to fight a hearty victory, but after three days, although the advantage became more and more obvious, their own side was also exhausted, and the casualties were heavy. Everyone hoped to win as soon as possible.

Everyone looked at the cavalry running from the north with a smile on their faces, waiting for him to bring good news.

The cavalryman rushed to the Khitan army's main formation, rode his horse straight to the front of the Chinese army's tent, rolled off the saddle before the horse stopped, and knelt down and said: "I want to report to the king of Liao, the Jin army is huge in the north towards Hanzhou! Under the banner of Wanyan Chengchong, Marshal Wanyan Chengchong who stayed behind in Shangjing, and the second general Heshi Liede, the defense envoy of Zhaozhou, with more than [-] troops!"

All the generals will not lose their color.Brother Yeluliu suppressed his shock, but fell back to his seat.

(End of this chapter)