Looking at the dry rice in the bowl and a steaming bowl of meat soup, all the Leopard Guards understood what this meant. This was their last meal. There was a little shredded pork in the soup, and some could see a little bit of broken bones. This was the general's majestic war horse. At noon, someone saw the leader skin the horse with his own eyes.

The general killed his horse! They looked up at the top of the mountain, and Jiang Guangyu was holding the blood-stained horse, sitting under the big tree, crying while drinking soup.

The soldiers lowered their heads, snatched the rice and drank the soup in big mouthfuls. The soup was not too much, and they finished drinking it in two mouthfuls. Everyone stuck out their tongues and licked the bowl cleanly.

I don't know who it was, stood up and threw the bowl in his hand out of the position. Immediately afterwards, more people also stood up and threw the bowl in their hand out. There was a jingling sound from outside. Finally, all the Leopard Guards stood up and threw the big bowl in their hand with force. They no longer needed it.

This was the last meal, and it would be their last battle. All the soldiers sat down silently and wiped their swords and guns hard.

"Good man!" Meng Yao's pupils contracted at the foot of the mountain. He had experienced the kind of battle without death. In Fengkou, in order to resist the Mongolian army, he fought with more than 20,000 Lucheng border troops and did not retreat. In the end, less than 2,000 people left, which was the basic skeleton of Lucheng Camp. Many of the people who survived that year died in the later battles. Almost all those who could survive until now became officers of the Northern Army, even if they were not a single person. At least one whistle leader was plagued. He could smell this decisive aura.

Ding Qiu, who was standing beside him, still handsome half of his face, but his other half was like a devil. This was the mark left by Fengkou's battle. Looking at the scene on Niujiao Mountain in the distance, he couldn't help but recall Fengkou's thrilling battle, stretched out his hand to stroke his bumpy face, and felt that it seemed that it was hurting again.

"It's a pity that we can only be opponents and cannot be friends!" Meng Yao lowered his head and murmured.

"Master Yao. Maybe we can make another effort!" Wang Gui said: "They all know that they are facing a desperate situation. Maybe they can let them put down their weapons. As long as they put down their weapons, we can promise to let them stay in the prisoner-of-war camp in an organized manner, and let them go when the war is over. Baotaowei is a respectable opponent, and there are still tens of thousands of people. It's a pity to die!"

"If this is possible, of course I would do it. But it is impossible! A few days ago, they realized that they had no way out!" Yao Changkun stared at the Leopard Guard flag flying on Niujiao Mountain. "They have their pride. I have worked with him. In the battle to annihilate the Mongol people on the bank of Cangjiang River, Leopard Guard was the main force, and it was a person who could not surrender!"

"Mr. Yao, let's help them!" Meng Yao's eyes slowly narrowed into a slit. As the desire for pity was gone, the murderous intent began to spread. "It is also our pride to have such an enemy and such an opponent!"

"I can't attack today!" Yao Changkun sighed: "Jiang Guangyu didn't know what method to use to arouse the bloody courage of his soldiers. Now, they are at a high level of fighting spirit, so we must first sharpen their spirits! Lao Meng, since the Baotaowei is determined to die, we don't need to consume too much of our soldiers. Wait for them to attack us!"

Meng Yao thought for a moment and nodded, "Mr. Yao is right. We just need to set a trap and wait for them to step on it!"

Wang Gui asked in surprise: "When they know it's a trap, will they still come to step on it?"

"It will come! It's either tonight or the Ming Dynasty! Have you seen the bowls all over the mountains? They have finished their last meal and are waiting for us to attack. If we don't attack, they will come down. Will they wait until they are so hungry that they are weak before rushing down? Although it's a moth to the fire, they will also be determined!" Yao Changkun said.

"Why do you have to do it?" Wang Gui twisted his gray beard, "It was all raised by his father and mother, and they were all pillars of the family. For some false things, he went to death! His parents at home are still looking forward to them going home!"

"This is the integrity of a soldier!" Meng Yao said hard: "Some things can be knelt down and begged, but some things can't beg even if they turn around!"

The leopard guards were waiting for the dawn, but the foot of the mountain was silent. Until the sun was about to set, there was no intention of attacking. Jiang Guangyu stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the quiet camp. He knew that the Northern Army would not be so stupid. They were waiting for their attack. Needless to say, the foot of the mountain had already been ready at this time.

"Xingwang, let your brothers have a good sleep!" Jiang Guangyu attracted happiness.

"Yes, General, I'll arrange for the alert immediately. The other soldiers will have a good rest. When everyone has enough sleep and eats, they can do a big fight."

"No need to arrange a warning, let everyone go to bed, I have to have a good sleep too!" Jiang Guangyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, they won't come to attack, they are waiting for us!"

"Yes, General!"

As night fell, snoring sounded loudly on Niujiao Mountain. Jiang Guangyu covered the bloody horse skin on himself, leaned against the big tree, and then fell asleep. In recent years, no night had ever made him fall asleep so quickly.

He dreamed.

In the dream, the lady was walking in the garden. The underage son held a long sword in his hand and danced in the garden with great vigor. The little daughter held a net bag in his hand and chased the colorful butterfly in the garden. Every time she caught one, she would run to herself happily and show off to herself proudly.

The lady turned around and looked at herself, her lips opened and she actually started singing, but why was the singing so sad? Jiang Guangyu woke up suddenly.

There were no ignitions on Niujiao Mountain, it was pitch black, but the lights were brightly lit at the foot of the mountain, and the singing came from there.

The Northern Army was singing, and the whole mountain was singing. The song was loud, the tune was gentle, and full of sadness.

The geese in the sky

Rows and lines.

The autumn grass is yellow in the river

The sound of the piano on the grassland is sad.

The wild geese head south

Flying over the reed marsh.

Where can the geese go?

In my heart is my hometown in the north.

Where can the vast sky go? The geese are in my heart? Is my hometown in the north?

The wild geese head towards the sky

How far is the sky?

Drink the wine and then fill it up

I won’t return tonight if I’m drunk.

Drink the wine and then fill it up.

I won’t return tonight if I’m drunk.

On Niujiao Mountain, the soldiers had been awakened long ago, leaning on spears and holding long swords. They stood quietly in the darkness, and a slight sob came. Although this song is a folk song in the north, the homesickness in the song made them feel the same. They thought that they would die soon, and then they thought about their relatives far away in the Central Plains. Everyone was sad and burst into tears.

Jiang Guangyu slowly walked down from the top of the mountain with his spear and walked to the middle of his soldiers: "Light the torch!" he shouted sternly.

With a loud bang, Gao Xingwang lit a torch, and then lit it one after another, and the dark Niujiao Mountain was translucent in an instant.

"Brothers, we are going home. Let's sing the war song and go home!" Jiang Guangyu raised his spear high, stood on a high place on the position, and shouted loudly.

Gao Xingwang jumped to Jiang Guangyu in one step, straightened his voice, and almost roared and started singing.

The wind rises and the clouds fly.

We are the gatekeeper of Dayue.

For the prosperity of the Great Yue,

For the health of the people,

We carry the swords and guns,

A passionate blood lifted up the backbone of Da Yue.

We are the Leopard Guard,

Self-improvement continues to sweep across the world,

Life and death,

It's not in vain to come to this world.

Slashing the sword

The battle song shook the world,

We are the Leopard Guard,

Self-improvement continues to sweep across the world,

Life and death,

It's not in vain to come to this world.

At the beginning of the song, more and more officers and soldiers joined the ranks of singing. The singing became louder and louder, completely overwhelming the melodious homesick song at the foot of the mountain. The passionate song echoed in the night sky. Jiang Guangyu pointed his spear forward and shouted angrily: "Leopard Guard, attack!" The surging sound jumped out of the position, and strode towards the downhill with his spear. Behind him, Gao Xingwang and hundreds of officers held their spears high and followed closely. Behind him, rows of soldiers lined up in neat steps, dozens of people, singing war songs along the slope of Niujiao Mountain, and headed down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the sound of drums suddenly sounded, and the desolate sound of cow horns tore the night sky. The tone of the sad song just now changed and turned into the battle song of the Northern Army. Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Northern Army sang their battle songs in unison, suppressing the singing of the Leopard Guards.

Brothers

Let's go!

Brothers

Let's go

Brothers,

Let's go

Follow the battle flag in a swarm,

Never fall behind,

Being beaten up if you fall behind,

The sun will never be seen!

Brothers,

Let's go

Brothers

Let's go,

Brothers,

Let's go!

Follow the battle flag in a swarm,

Never look back,

Go back and miss the dawn,

Can't catch up with the decisive battle!

Two passionate battle songs echoed in the night sky. The Mongolian cavalry arranged on the periphery to be arrested to intercept the breakout were all shocked. Bo Lu looked as if he was ashen. He looked at the battlefield in front of him that was red half of the sky. After a while, he murmured: "Is this the essence of the Great Vietnamese army? Even if we were not defeated in Cangjiang and fought across the river, we would probably not be able to stop this kind of tiger in the end. The destruction of the family was only in the blink of an eye!"

Behind them, tens of thousands of cavalry looked at each other, silently. They used to be so proud that they thought they were the most powerful soldiers in the world and were invincible in field battles. But today, when they saw the showdown between the two most elite troops of Dayue, they realized that the world was full of heroes. They were really frogs in the well, watching the sky in the well.

The loud noise of the thunderbolt cannon sounded in the air, and the unique whistle of the Fumo Crossbow continued. The thunderbolt fire, with a series of firelight, reflected the sky red, and the sound of killing that shook the sky and sounded in an instant.
Chapter completed!