Jie San Li Xing bent his bow, nocked an arrow, and shot down Fan Wenhu's handsome flag with one arrow.
Immediately afterwards, he threw his big bow into the arms of his bodyguard, drew his saber from his back, and rode into the enemy army.
Hundreds of cavalry followed him, riding horses and wielding swords, like tigers and sheep, stepping out of a river of blood from the chaotic new annexes.
Wen Tianxiang's general order to Li Xing and Xiao Mingzhe was to slowly withdraw to Fujian, look for opportunities to annihilate part of the enemy's army, and beat Fan Wenhu so hard that he would do nothing in the subsequent battle to defend Fujian.
After discussing with the staff, Li Xing and Xiao Mingzhe found that this task was a bit difficult to complete.
The reason for the difficulty is not because of the strong combat effectiveness of the new annexed army, but because Fan Wenhu cannot be measured by common sense.
To put it simply, Governor Fan, who first became someone's son-in-law in exchange for a military position in the Song Dynasty, and then sold the Yangtze River Defense Line to the Northern Yuan Dynasty, did not know the word shame at all.
As long as you don't take his life away and destroy all the tens of thousands of core components he relies on, he will be like a fly, pestering you endlessly.
No matter how many battles he loses or how many men he loses, he doesn't care.
If the battle is defeated, he will report it to the superiors and say it is a strategic retreat.
If he lost soldiers and horses, he would "replenish" them from the local people.
In the core part, just sending a few soldiers randomly can capture dozens of people.
The original soldiers can be promoted to hundreds or thousands of households, and the number of newly attached troops in the two Zhejiang provinces will quickly return to their original status.
Relying on this method, Fan Wenhu "replenished" the tens of thousands of horses lost under Lin'an City in less than twenty days after Lin'an's defeat.
In several fierce battles between Zhejiang and Zhejiang, Zhang Tang, Du Hu, Li Xing, and Xiao Mingzhe each wiped out no less than 20,000 Fan family troops.
However, Fan Wenhu's troops were put together in one place, and the number was still more than 200,000.
More or less.
These 200,000 people are the basis of his wealth and fame.
With this number, the Fan family can secure its position as the most wealthy family in Zhejiang and Zhejiang.
Only he, Fan Wenhu, can ensure that his status in the eyes of Kublai Khan is not compromised.
Fan Wenhu didn't care about the combat effectiveness of the temporarily captured civilians who had prepared their own weapons and armor, and he had no intention of actually using these people to confront the Polu army head-on.
He only planned to catch up with the Taiping Quan in the last battle of the Yuan Dynasty to destroy the Song Dynasty, take out a few pages from the thick merit book, put a few gold-plated bricks under his official position, and give himself a Descendants, leave some achievements that Yuan Ting can take seriously.
Therefore, Fan Wenhu followed the retreating Polu army and refused to leave without fighting.
When the Polu army stopped, he stopped; when the Polu army retreated, he followed them forward.
Occasionally, when the Polu army counterattacked, Fan Wenhu immediately cut off his men's wrists, threw away some of his non-direct soldiers, and retreated decisively, never leaving Xiao and Li a chance to meet him.
Li Xing and Xiao Mingzhe made repeated calculations and formulated a rather risky strategy.
First divide the troops and evacuate, and then each turn around to fight back, avoiding Fan Wenhu's guard troops posted on the periphery, and go straight to his central army.
If Fan Wenhu's guard troops on the periphery were loyal to him and quickly returned to help after discovering the situation, the Polu army would be faced with being attacked from both sides and would have to abandon Fan Wenhu and stand out from the tight encirclement.
If Fan Wenhu's guard troops on the periphery dare not return to the rescue, or the rescue action is slightly slow.
The two Polu armies can work together in a pincer to defeat Fan Wenhu's direct line of the Chinese army, leaving him unable to recover in a short time.
The staff officers quickly finalized the operational details based on information such as the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the newly attached army, the equipment of ordnance and armor, the marching speed, and Fan Wenhu's camping habits.
There are no famous generals in the Polu army who have been on the battlefield for a long time.
It is destined that he will not be able to win decisive battles such as the Battle of Guandu and the Battle of Feishui.
But this also allowed the Polu army to minimize the requirements for the personal wisdom of the generals, and would not expect the kind of legend where the guns and oars were wiped out in the middle of talking and laughing.
Instead, it helps the observers to quantify some war factors and bring them into layout planning in a down-to-earth manner.
For example, the calculation of logistics supplies, the statistics of the number of veterans and recruits among the enemy's troops, the equipment of strong crossbows, hard bows and heavy armor among the enemy's troops, etc.
Based on these circumstances, a corresponding plan will be formulated for the owner to choose.
In this way, once the action is launched, unless your own general is too idiotic, or the enemy general is an extraordinary talent, the results will not be too unexpected.
Obviously, Fan Wenhu is not a famous general.
He honestly set up camp according to his own habits, and also according to his own habits, he arranged outer camps on the periphery of the Chinese army, in the south and east directions.
The only change is that the civilian commander he placed in the outer camp on the east side tonight is Tian Fengming.
After Tian Fengming discovered that the Chinese army camp was robbed, he chose to escape without hesitation.
As soon as Tian Fengming escaped, Xiao Mingzhe and his troops immediately had no worries.
The scouts who had been responsible for monitoring the enemy's movements on the east side and doing their best to stop them immediately sent out relevant signals in the air.
Xiao Mingzhe saw the signal and immediately adjusted his tactics, and the entire army rushed towards Fan Wenhu's retreat.
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There was chaos in the rear formation, and Fan Wenhu, who had been battered by Li Xing's charge, immediately lost the courage to continue fighting.
In his eyes, General Song, who was shouting and fighting fiercely not far away, was simply a reckless man.
As the commander of an army, he did not beat the drums in the back to cheer and supervise the charge of his soldiers, but rushed to the front with a bloody knife. , specifically to kill the weak points of the newly attached army.
In a matter of moments, Fan Wenhu had broken through three levels of the blocking position.
After each breakthrough, he immediately turned his horse's head and used the impact of the horse to separate this layer of new annexed troops into pieces.
Then, the infantrymen of the Polu Army would line up and fight over, killing Fan's army one by one who refused to put down their weapons.
"Send rockets and order the left and right battalions to move closer to the Khitan Iron Guards towards the Chinese army and prepare to attack," Fan Wenhu shouted in a low voice while winking at the soldiers beside him.
At this moment, the tents on fire in the camp were illuminated as brightly as day, and he no longer dared to raise the flag or shout loudly.
Including Li Xing, there are several people in the attacking Polu army who are very skilled in archery and have shot down his commander's flag twice.
Now the distance between the two sides is no more than 200 steps.
If someone sees that he is the commander, he will be killed.
Maybe that reckless man Li Xing would draw his bow and shoot at him.
Although the protective power of the monkey armor on his body was amazing, Governor Fan did not want to personally test whether the penetrating power of the black paint bow or the protective power of the monkey armor was better.
The soldier nodded knowingly, ran a few steps away, and lit a rocket.
The shrill screams and gorgeous fireworks immediately attracted the attention of many people.
When the new annexed generals on the left and right took a look, they immediately moved closer to the Chinese army regardless of their own safety.
However, Fan Wenhu and his personal bodyguard took advantage of this moment to quietly turn the horse's head.
"Where can you go, a boy who wants to be a son-in-law in exchange for fame?"
A loud shout suddenly came from behind him.
Fan Wenhu's body swayed on the horse's back, and when he suddenly looked back, he saw Li Xing giving up his opponent and turning his horse to charge towards him.
"It's bad, you've been fooled."
Fan Wenhu, the governor of the two Zhejiang provinces, immediately knew that he had fallen into someone else's scheme.
After the Chinese army's battle flag was shot down, Li Xing also lost his target.
Among the chaotic troops, there was no idea where Fan Wenhu had moved.
As soon as the flag flower rocket came out, he immediately turned his attention to Fan Wenhu's personal soldiers.
With the idea of trying his luck, I shouted.
It actually made Fan Wenhu look back.
Li Xing knocked his horse's belly with his foot and drove his horse to knock down two new soldiers.
With a wave of the scimitar, he used the momentum of the war horse to wipe out half of the new auxiliary Qianhu who rushed towards him.
The war horse Xue Wuhen under his crotch was brought from the north in exchange for the steel crossbow used by the Polu army.
This horse from the Liao Kingdom in Shangjing was only four years old and ran like the wind.
Several newly attached cavalrymen rushed over to intercept him, but Xue Wuhen jumped and threw them behind him.
The Polu Army cavalry who followed immediately rushed forward to protect Li Xing's back, not giving anyone the chance to hurt him from behind.
An iron spear came towards him, and in the light of the fire, Li Xing saw the fierce and blank look in his opponent's eyes.
There were more than one pair, behind and beside the opponent, there were thirty warriors with the same despair on their faces.
Those were the Khitan Iron Guards under Fan Wenhu, private soldiers given to Fan Wenhu by Kublai Khan.
If Fan Wenhu died, they would all be buried.
The spear went straight towards Li Xing's abdomen.
The warrior on horseback smiled ferociously, and the armor leaves on his body made a rustling sound in the bumps.
He calculated this spear very accurately.
Even if he couldn't knock Li Xing off his horse, the saber in the opponent's hand couldn't cut through the stainless steel ring armor that protected him.
The side of the knife intersected with the tip of the spear, creating a series of shrill sparks.
Li Xing used the side of his knife to deflect the thrusting spear shaft, and with the speed of his horse, he rushed in front of his opponent.
The two horses staggered away from each other the moment before they collided.
Li Xing pressed his wrist, deflected the blade, and quickly The opponent rushed past.
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The long blade slashed across the opponent's horse, making a dark red gash.
From the corner of his eye, Li Xing saw the Khitan warrior's hand desperately trying to comfort his mount.
As a result, blood shot out from the opening cut by the saber like a fountain.
Then, he heard the sound of the Khitan warrior falling to the ground and the helpless neighing of the war horse.
The Academy of Sciences designed the saber specifically for cavalry.
It has a slender shape and a light and thin back.
It is not suitable for hard cutting, but it is good for slicing.
It is difficult to deal with the ring armor on the upper body of the Khitan cavalry, but it is easy to deal with the skin of the war horse.
Once a wound is caused, the bleeding will stop, and the opponent's cavalry will turn into infantry, and will be trampled to death by the ensuing galloping horses.
The Polu cavalry who rushed forward following Li Xing were not as skilled as Li Xing.
After contacting the heavily armored Khitan iron guards, several sabers chopped into the armor leaves without causing any real damage to the opponent.
The battle-hardened Khitan warriors immediately caught the opportunity and knocked the Polu soldiers off their horses.
The neighing sound of the war horse caught Li Xing's attention.
After the saber slashed across the throats of the Khitan warriors facing each other, Li Xing put away the saber, took off the cavalry crossbow from behind the saddle, turned around and shot back.
At such a close distance, the chasing Khitan warriors had no time to react.
He saw the short crossbow stuck in his eye socket.
Immediately, Li Xing slowed down his horse, turned its head, and came back to kill him again.
A Khitan warrior came up to him with a spear.
Li Xing deflected the opponent's spearhead and drew his saber forcefully, cutting off the warrior's left hand at the wrist.
Before the spear fell to the ground, Li Xing abandoned his sword, grabbed the spear, twisted the spear shaft with both hands, and used his horse power to thrust the spear tip into the chest of another Khitan warrior.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and a sore and numb feeling came from his wrists.
Li Xing's body swayed on the horse's back, and he sat up straight again in an instant.
The Khitan warrior opposite him was hit with a big hole in his belly armor.
He flew out from the horse like a kite, flipped several times in mid-air, and fell to the ground.
The corners of the mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears all bleed, and you can't live without seeing them.
The heavily reinforced Polu cavalry shouted excitedly, gradually moved closer, and formed an attack formation again.
The northern war horses purchased by the Polu Army at a high price had far better impact than their opponents.
The cavalry on horseback became more and more courageous as they fought.
When they encountered new vassals wearing leather armor or without armor protection, they chopped them with sabers.
When they encountered Khitan warriors wearing ring armor, they shot them with crossbows from a distance. .
In the blink of an eye, a huge gap was opened again among the guards that Fan Wenhu had summoned.
At this moment, noisy shouts of killing suddenly came from outside the camp.
Fan Wenhu's soldiers who stayed on the south side of the main camp, under the leadership of the general, broke through the blocking position of the Polu army and rushed back.
The Polu army was attacked from the front and back, and their positions were immediately in disarray.
"Only kill Fan Wenhu, keep out of the way of irrelevant people."
Seeing that the enemy troops were gathering more and more, but the number of soldiers under his command was far insufficient, Li Xing had an idea and shouted loudly.
The momentum of the new auxiliary troops approaching suddenly slowed down, and some people secretly moved back while the officer leading the team was not paying attention.
The remaining Khitan warriors gave up on their opponent and rushed towards him with all their strength.
"Not good" Li Xing groaned secretly in his heart, knowing that he had stirred a hornet's nest.
In the Mongolian army, it has always been the custom for officers to die in battle.
If they escape from their guards, they will all be killed and buried, and their families will be used as official slaves.
If the guard and the officer died in battle at the same time, his family would receive a pension from the court, and his descendants would also be awarded certain military positions according to the circumstances.
These tall Khitan warriors are obviously Fan Wenhu's bodyguards, and his family members are probably all in the north.
If Fan Wenhu is killed, none of them can escape the relationship.
Therefore, everyone rushed towards Li Xing.
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It's too late, but it's soon.
Just when Li Xing provoked two more newly attached army officers, several war horses rushed up at the same time.
One of the Khitan generals in the lead mounted his horse, raised his spear, and struck Li Xing directly in the chest.
Good Li Xing, when he saw that he was unable to escape, he twisted his spear with both hands, touched the horse's belly with his heel, and rushed towards the Khitan warrior.
The two were facing each other with their spears, neither wanting to give in.
The distance of more than thirty steps was shortened by the two horses in an instant, and the cold light at the tip of the spear was clearly visible.
The Khitan warriors gritted their teeth, turned pale, and refused to dodge.
Li Xing clamped the horse's belly tightly without flinching.
The soldiers who were fighting fiercely all around shouted.
Those who had no opponents even stopped and stared at the two people on horseback facing each other.
When the horses' heads met, a trace of fear flashed in the Khitan warrior's eyes, and he turned slightly sideways.
Li Xing bent his waist slightly, shouted loudly, and held the spear motionless.
The dull crashing sound shook all the soldiers on both sides fighting around.
No one could see clearly what happened in that moment.
After the muffled sound, the two fell off their horses at the same time.
The two horses neighed and ran away staggered, then slowly stopped and ran back neighing.
The soldiers from both sides who rushed over were stunned at the same time.
They abandoned their opponents and ran towards the place where their generals landed.
On the dirt floor, the Khitan general looked up at the sky with his eyes unwillingly.
There was an iron spear stuck in his belly, and blood slowly flowed out from the gaps in the ring armor.
Far away from him, Li Xing lay on his back, his broken chest plate armor thrown aside, blood gushing out along the gaps in the lined steel chains, dyeing half of his body red.
At this moment, Li Xing moved on the ground, stood up unsteadily with his hands on his shoulders, pulled Xue Wuhen over, and jumped on.
He took a saber handed over by a Polu soldier and rushed towards the newly attached soldiers with a shout.
More than a hundred Polu soldiers followed closely behind.
The Khitan general's cowardly behavior at the critical moment cost Li Xing his life.
The moment he turned sideways to avoid the spear, Li Xing's waist bent.
The result of the two different actions was that the Khitan general's spear lost its accuracy and stabbed Li Xing in the right chest.
The turtle-shaped armor hanging outside the thin chain mail was shattered to pieces by the huge impact force.
Most of the force on the spear was dispersed by the armor.
After piercing the mail, it could no longer enter Li Xing's body.
The iron spear in Li Xing's hand accurately penetrated the opponent's abdomen.
The soldiers of the newly attached army did not know that there were so many tricks in it.
Looking at the "invulnerable" and blood-covered killing god, they involuntarily avoided it.
Li Xing took the lead and cut into the enemy's army.
In a blink of an eye, the new auxiliary army formation in front was scattered.
Immediately afterwards, Li Xing brandished his saber and fought out of the crowd.
As he rushed, he shouted to all the newly attached soldiers: "Fan Wenhu has escaped long ago.
If you don't escape, why bother with me?"
Several generals on horseback looked around, and sure enough, Fan Wenhu was nowhere to be seen in the crowd.
The shouts of killing from the back side of the camp were getting closer and closer, and a large flag with the word "Xiao" flying in the air.
Behind the flag, an unknown number of Polu troops came from that direction to kill.
The remaining Khitan Iron Guards once again searched for Fan Wenhu, who was unlikely to appear, looked at Li Xing who was covered in blood, gave an admiring glance, and took the lead to withdraw.
Upon seeing this, the approaching generals of the new annex army retreated to the west.
The nearby newly attached soldiers were already frightened by the killing.
Seeing that their commander was defeated, they shouted, threw down their weapons, and ran away.
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In the blink of an eye, the battlefield situation reversed.
Thousands of soldiers of the Polu Army took full initiative.
Under the leadership of low-level officers, they chased and killed the new vassal troops who were ten times their own size.
The newly attached soldiers being chased by them, who could run, would never turn back to fight.
Those who couldn't run would fall to their knees on the dirt floor with a plop and kowtow like garlic.
"Chase, don't run away from Fan Wenhu," Li Xing shouted, his face as pale as paper.
He had seen the scene in front of him before, when the Song army was chased by the Yuan army.
From then on, he never dreamed that he could hunt down the Yuan army like this.
Xiao Mingzhe rushed over from a distance and held on to his reins with all his strength.
Li Xing turned around and saw Xiao Mingzhe arriving.
He relaxed, swayed, and lay on the horse.
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