Jiangyin is an ancient city with a long history. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it was once the fief of Wu Gongzi Ji Zha, and later it was the fief of Huang Xie, the king of Chunshen, Chu. Therefore, it was known as the "Ancient Town of Yanling" and "Old Ceremony of Chunshen". The birthplace of the famous geographer Xu Xiake, Ma Town, is also in Jiangyin.

Jiangyin also has extremely important strategic value in military affairs, because it is located on the Yangtze River. The journey to Lin'an through Jiangyin is much shorter than that of Changzhou. The Zhenjiang River is much shorter. Boyan landed here and led the middle army to advance to Lin'an. Due to its convenient geographical location, Jiangyin selected an important port for Boyan as an important port. A large amount of military supplies came ashore from here and then transported to the Lin'an front line. Therefore, Jiangyin became an important transit station for Boyan. Boyan sent Wuhali to lead heavy troops to defend.

On the second half of the moon's night, Fairy Chang'e, who always likes to give people light, no longer likes to help others. She hides the light, dark, and can't see her five fingers. It is very quiet, with only a little whimpering sound when the breeze at night blows by, which seems to be the only vitality of a quiet night.

At Jiangyin Wharf, the patrolling Mongolian soldiers walked back and forth in the cold spring, and from time to time, a few tricks of fighting sounds came.

A Han soldier looked up at the sky. At some point, it started drizzling. The tiny raindrops were pouring on his face. He felt a chill. He couldn't help but mutter softly: "It's a fucking weather. You have to hold a gun so cold. Do you want to live? This ghost weather is really unbearable. You can change it at any time. It's better to enjoy happiness in the house."

The centurion kicked him hard and scolded, "What are you muttering? I haven't tasted military sticks for a long time, and my skin is itchy? Han Dog!"

This soldier was a Han Chinese, the centurion was a Mongolian. Among the Mongolian army, the Mongols were the best, and the Han Chinese were the lowest. It was common for Mongolians to bully Han Chinese. How could this soldier dare to speak? He hurriedly closed his mouth and bit it tightly, as if he was tightly closed his asshole.

The centurion was still not satisfied, and smashed the handle of the knife on his vest and cursed: "* Lamb's Han dog, if you give you a bone, you will wag your tail. If you don't give you bone, you won't know how great my grandfather is." Another kick, kicking the soldier who was lying on the ground and gasping into the river. With a loud bang, the water splashed everywhere, and the soldier sank into the water and disappeared.

"* The Han dog of the lamb, you don't know how powerful you don't want to give you some color." The centurion was still unsatisfied and spat at the river, not taking the life and death of the Han soldiers seriously. Perhaps, in his eyes, the lives of the Han soldiers were not as valuable as a dog.

What surprised the centurion was that a flash of water flashed, and a Han army in Mongolian uniform emerged from the river and roared: "You dare to bully me, I want to kill you, Tartar."

In the memory of the centurion, no Han army had such courage to cause trouble for the Mongolians, or called the Tartars. In the Mongolian army, the Han people could only swallow their anger and claimed to be unlucky, just like an unlucky prostitute raped someone and couldn't get justice, so they comforted themselves, "That was bitten by a vicious dog." The Han army had such courage to be unable to get along with him, wouldn't they seek death? The centurion drew out a scimitar and said in the most disdainful tone: "Han dog, you dare to insult Genghis Khan's descendants. If you dare not take the pride of heaven seriously, you will die." The scimitar in his hand drew a beautiful arc and pointed it at the neck of the Han soldiers.

The centurion thought that the Han soldier was vulnerable and looked indifferent, and said, "I will dig out your heart and feed the wild dogs." However, what surprised him was that he thought that a knife that was almost certain was actually a slash for the soldiers. The force of the knife was surprisingly strong, which made his back hurt. The centurion was also a good soldier in the army. He immediately realized that something was wrong, and the blade deflected and hurriedly blocked. Unfortunately, it was too late. The knife in the Han army's hand seemed to have eyes on his neck. The Han army shouted coldly: "Don't move, I'll kill you as soon as you move."

Under the current circumstances, even if the Centurion has ten courages, there will be no one left. Under the cold blade, he can only be obedient, standing stupidly like a statue, motionless, and the majesty just now disappeared. With the slight light, the Centurion saw that the Han army was not the one just now, and screamed: "Who are you?"

The Han army punched his chest hard and cursed: "Tell you, Tartars, your grandfather is Tie Shengming, a water guerrilla in the Song Dynasty."

The water guerrillas under Liu Hezi were active on the Yangtze River and were very active and caused trouble for the Mongolians. I don’t know how many Mongolians died at their hands. No one of the Mongolian soldiers had never heard of their name. When the centurion heard this, his scalp exploded and asked, “What are you here to do?” The voice was loud, but he had no confidence, and he was a typical harsh person.

Tie Shengming flew up and kicked him in the stomach and cursed: "Tell you, Tartars, Grandpa is here to get your dog's head."

The centurion realized that the water guerrillas would definitely not have any good things for them when they arrived here, and hurriedly said, "Get out quickly and take down these dogs." Before he finished speaking, Tie Shengming grabbed his neck and turned his head to the crowd. He saw Mongolian soldiers standing obediently, with many people injured and hanging their heads. The former bullying power had long disappeared, and a group of big men holding bright steel knives were surrounding them.

"It's over, it's over." The centurion shouted helplessly in his heart. He didn't know when these great men appeared, and he didn't understand what method they used to subdue these brave and warlike Mongolian soldiers.

In fact, this problem is very simple. When Tie Shengming dealt with him, other guerrillas also took action. These guerrillas were very good at water and were attacking from the water. The Mongolian soldiers had no time to react and were restrained.

Tie Shengming smashed the centurion's cheek with a knife and cursed: "You Tartars, just save some attention. Don't think that I don't know your idea. Are you Tartars just trying to alarm the Tartars in the whistle? Let's show you and kill them all for us."

It seemed as if he was making a note of Tie Shengming's words. As soon as he finished speaking, many guerrillas appeared in the night, holding bloody heads in their hands, and some of their eyes were still turning. It was obvious that they had just died and their vitality was still in decline.

Tie Shengming slapped the centurion's head twice and said, "Let you understand the death of the Tartars, and we will control the entire dock."

The centurion's eyes were blurred. The Han soldier who had just hit him in the river had already punched him hard on the nose. There was a cracking sound, and the bones on the bridge of the nose were already broken, and tears and blood dripped on the ground, making ticks. It sounded particularly clear in the quiet night.

The Han army pointed at the centurion and cursed: "You Tartars, you don't treat us Han people as humans, even dogs. You are at the forefront in war and block the arrows for you. The credit is all for you Tartars. Even if we die, no one will collect the corpse." The more we talked, the more angry they got, and a few more kicks kicked the centurion's lower body. The sound of an egg burst sounded. The centurion bent down, squatted down in pain, slowly fell down, and fell to the ground. He had only breathless but no intake, his eyes turned white, and his legs stopped moving. He slowly oozed out of his crotch. Needless to say, it was that thing that was kicked by the Han army. Such a way of death may be the best punishment for him to beat and kill people on weekdays.

Tie Shengming screamed four times with a sharp voice from Ye Owl. Six night Owls cries came from afar. The originally calm river suddenly became lively and countless small boats sailed out. The boat leaned against the shore, and many ordinary people jumped out of the boat and rushed over. Many people roared angryly: "Kill the Tartars!" The oars and stones in their hands were smashed at the Mongolian soldiers. Amid the angry roars of the people, these evil Mongolian soldiers were beaten into meat pies.

When the common people deal with Mongolian soldiers, the Han army shouted: "Brothers of the Han army, we are Han people. We can no longer be a lackey for the Tartars. Kill the Tartars around you."

The Mongols bully Han people a lot on weekdays. The hateful Hui people have never looked for Han people in order to please their masters. The Han people have long hated them, but they have no chance. Now that the opportunity has come, even if the Han army doesn't say it, they will also find opportunities to deal with them. The weapons in their hands will naturally penetrate into the bodies of the Mongols and Semi people.

Looking at the Mongolian soldiers who became meat pie, the Han army burst into tears with joy. Tie Shengming patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Brothers of Han, do you want to fight the Tartars with us?"

The Han army kicked the centurion into the water and happened to Tie Shengming to take his clothes off and put them on him, and went ashore to deal with the centurion, attracting the attention of the Mongolian soldiers. Other guerrillas took advantage of the opportunity to capture all the Mongolian soldiers.

These Han army were descendants of Han people occupied by the Jin Dynasty when it moved south a hundred years ago. The people of the northern world have never stopped resisting, but the Southern Song Dynasty was incompetent and did not give them support, which made their blood flow in vain. After the demise of the Jin Dynasty, these people gave Mongolian iron hoofs, returned to the court, and attacked the Mongolians. When the Han army heard Tie Shengming's words, they pointed their heads straight and said, "As long as you still recognize me as a Han brother, I don't mind that I used to be a traitor, even if I die now, I am willing." After that, I was crying.

Tie Shengming comforted him and said, "Han brothers, it has been more than a hundred years, and you have not had a good life. What is your name?"

The people of the north have been spending more than a hundred years in the iron hoof**. It is indeed not easy. Tie Shengming's words simply reached the hearts of the Han soldiers, and they couldn't help crying loudly. The Han army sobbed and said, "I am Hu Lian."

He came over and patted Hu Lian on the shoulder and said, "Brother Hu Lian, now you go to the Tartars and say that the wharf has been occupied by us and ask him to bring people to save him."

Tie Shengming hurriedly gave a gift to Feng Fu and said, "I've met an adult."

He waved his hand and said, "It's free, it's free."

Logically speaking, if the dock was occupied, it should have been evacuated before the Mongols discovered it. How could they report the news by themselves? Hu Lian was really confused. He looked at it with an incredible look and hesitated for a long time before he said, "Is it true? I really want me to report the news?"

Seeing that Feng Feng was not like telling lies, Hu Lian hesitated for a while and finally believed it was true. He said happily: "Sir, please wait for good news." He turned around and ran away.

Looking at Hu Lian's back, he said happily: "The first team puts zha medicine bags, the second team is ready to help the villagers move things, and the third team comes with me and prepares to face the enemy." After the dispatch, he disappeared into the night with a large group of troops.

With the help of guerrillas, the people transported all the supplies stored by the Mongolians on the dock. Jiangyin is a very important transit station. Many Mongolian supply ships arrive every day, and countless materials are stored. Hundreds of fishing boats can be transported. They really can't move them, so they have to blow them up.

Wuliha, who received the news from Hu Lian, sent troops to reinforce the dock. Unfortunately, they were not far from the dock and were ambushed by fashion-loving. The numerous pill bags of ox-haired flying overwhelmingly, causing the Mongolians to cry and call their parents, and they were in chaos. As soon as the bombing of the pill bag stopped, the crossbow fired again, arrows flew everywhere, and many people fell to the ground. Before the survivors could figure out what was going on, they killed the guerrillas led by Feng Xing and chopped them into pieces, and their intestines and stomachs were scattered all over the ground, bloody.

"This is fashionable and has a great appetite. He really knows how to take credit for me." Liu Hezi looked at the Mongolian soldiers who deceived Hu Lian and shook his head helplessly. According to Liu Hezi's deployment, Fei Shixing was responsible for the dock and Liu Hezi was responsible for the Mongolian barracks. Unexpectedly, Fei Shixing had too much appetite. Not only did he clean up the Mongolian army on the dock, but Hu Lian also wanted to deceive a group of them. Of course, Liu Hezi understood the intention of Fengxing. It was not that he was greedy for merit, but that he wanted to transfer a group of Mongolian troops in the barracks to reduce the difficulty of Liu Hezi's attack.

A shrill cry of night owl sounded from Liu Hezi's mouth. The guerrillas rushed into the Mongolian military camp. The zha medicine bags in their hands seemed to be worthless and kept throwing them into the military camp, causing the Mongolian soldiers to cry and shouting at their parents, and jumping around with their heads in their arms. What happened? The guerrillas, like wolves and tigers, rushed in. The weapons in their hands were aimed at them and slashed them hard. Even if the Mongolian soldiers were not afraid of death, they were powerless in this situation. They were purely a living target. After a while, they were minced meat on the ground, and the air was filled with strong blood and energy, which made people want to vomit.

The fire yao used by the guerrillas was seized last time, so of course it costs no money.

Wuhari had just sent someone to the dock and was about to go to Chong to hug the beauties he had stolen. A shocking explosion sounded. Knowing that something was wrong, he pulled out the scimitar, opened the door, and was about to rush out of the room. Suddenly, a big man stood at the door with his cheek in his left hand, his eyes were bright, staring at him. As soon as the two of them came into contact, Wuhari felt that the big man looked like a sword, and he was about to dig out his heart and liver. He couldn't help but shudder and shouted sternly: "Who are you?"

The big man kicked his scimitar and walked into the room with big steps. Five big and round sword soldiers behind him followed him in. The shaking steel knife in his hand was already pointing at Wuhali's throat. Wuhali is also a good general who has been in the battlefield for a long time. Logically speaking, he would not be so bad. Unfortunately, his opponent is the resourceful, brave and good at fighting Liu Hezi, so he is naturally not the opponent, and he can only be bound by obediently.

Liu Hezi glanced at the woman who was curled up on the bed. The woman was beautiful, not very handsome, and was seven or eight points. She was so scared that she shivered. Her teeth hit each other, and her pink face was even pale. In a panic, she forgot to cover her body with a quilt. Since the Mongolians went south, they have forced Han women to have sex. Liu Hezi knew that she was one of those unfortunate women and said, "Don't be afraid, we are the kings in the court, and we won't make things difficult for you." He pulled down Wuliha's outer robe and threw it over, covering her body.

Liu Hezi stood in front of the table, stepped on the horizontal strip with his right foot, and five soldiers rushed Wuliha over. Liu Hezi drew out a short sword with a cold light and threw it in his hand. He was on Wuliha's neck and said to him: "Wuliha, how many bad things have you done by the Tartars? Tell yourself. If there is a lie, I recognize you, but my sword will not recognize you."

Wuliha hesitated for a moment, and the short sword in Liu Hezi's hand jumped up like a poisonous snake, inserted it into his left shoulder blade, and smiled and said, "Isn't it taste good enough?" He turned the short sword gently, and Wuliha let out a pig-killing scream, shrill and harsh. Anyone who heard it was scared. The woman was so scared that she hurriedly stuffed her ears with her clothes.

Liu Hezi was unmoved and said, "I am never polite to deal with you Tartars who are hard and not soft. If you want to use hard but not soft, be kind to you, you think that people are afraid of you and give you ruthlessness, then you will know what it means to be powerful. Listen to the sound outside, it is the sound of us blowing up the dock."

A shocking explosion sounded, which came from the dock. Fei Xianxing was ready to evacuate and used a zha medicine bag to blow the Jiangyin dock into ruins.

Liu Hezi was so happy that he picked up the short sword. Wuliha's collarbone broke and laughed in Wuliha's scream: "Don't think that Boyan can save you. He defeated the emperor in Songjiang. The clay Buddha crossed the river and could not protect himself."

Boyan was defeated in Songjiang and drove Li Jun's army to pursue him relentlessly. He was shocked overnight. How could he care about Jiangyin?

Liu Hezi continued, "Don't think about Guo Kan, he can't save you. I just heard that he was going to go ashore in Jiangyin, so I came to visit you and blow the pier here into ruins to see how he got ashore? So, you have no hope. If you want to suffer less, you can only cooperate with me." The blood-dropping short sword dragged Wuliha's neck, and a blood mark immediately appeared on Wuliha's neck. Wuliha shit and pee, "I'm working, I'm working."

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On the surface of the Yangtze River, there are thousands of miles of land, with no heads in front and no tail in back. I don’t know how many ships are moving, and it is Guo Kan’s army transported on the ship.

Guo Kan stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the water surface that was smoother than a mirror, and said, "As a Han Chinese, I grew up in the north and never had the chance to come to Jiangnan. Now I finally got my wish and came to Jiangnan. I can appreciate historical sites, humanities and geography, and pay tribute to ancient heroes. It is a great pleasure for life." Guo Kan was wearing casual clothes and stood on the bow of the boat, looking like a vague and outspoken fireworks. If anyone who didn't know his foundation would have imagined that he was Kublai Khan's number one counselor. He held dozens of troops in his hand, and every move could determine the life and death of no one's peace of mind. He would regard him as a monk.

Dong Wenbing echoed: "The scenery of the south is so beautiful, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. It's just a painting. If you didn't appreciate it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that the chanting of literati of all generations is true."

"When will the green mountains and buildings beside the mountains, the West Lake sing and dancing? The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they make Hangzhou Bianzhou." Guo Kan blurted out his poem and said, "Although Jiangnan is good, the Han people's court is incompetent. They only know how to seek pleasure and have no intention of making progress, so that you and I will be in the river today." There is a hint of complacency in the tranquility. It is no wonder that when Mongolia is in full swing, he, the "god man" who leads hundreds of thousands of troops, has never suffered a defeat. He is confident that with his supreme wisdom, even if Li Jun is powerful, he is not his opponent.

However, Guo Kan's good mood is destined to not last long, and a small school said: "Report!"

"What's the matter? Say it." Dong Wenbing asked on behalf of Guo Kan.

The school hurriedly said, "Report to the Grand Marshal, Jiangyin Port was blown up by the Nanman." Without waiting for Guo Kan to ask, he hurriedly said, "It was blown into ruins, and even the simple wharf was built, it would take a month to use it."

Guo Kan's expression did not change at all, as if he had not heard the report from the primary school. With a wave of his hand, the primary school bowed and retreated, saying, "He is really good at taking action in this Liu Hezi." He spoke calmly, no different from usual speaking.

If it were Bo Yan, if he had heard such important news, he would have raised his eyebrows and asked a little louder. However, he was as usual, without even a single abnormality. People often say that happiness and anger are not reflected in their expressions, but Guo Kan was indifferent. Dong Wenbing thought that this person's scheming was really unfathomable and was so scared that he could win the title of "God and Man".

"Master Marshal, we can go straight to Hangzhou Bay and attack Lin'an in surprise." Dong Wenbing quickly offered his advice. Li Jun's army was empty on the way to pursue Boyan. If it was true as he said, Lin'an would be in danger again.

Guo Kan looked at the river and didn't even look at Dong Wenbing and said, "Can you guarantee the safety of the water?"

In the battle of Ningbo, Dong Wenbing suffered heavy losses. If he hadn't been a little lucky, he would have been buried in Ningbo. Although the Yuan army had the advantage of naval forces, Dong Wenbing would not have dared to guarantee that the water surface would be safer. From Hangzhou Bay, the first thing to do was to ensure the water surface safety. If the water surface was not safe, everything was empty talk.

"This..." Dong Wenbing blushed and couldn't continue to say.

Guo Kan still looked at the river and said calmly: "Let's get ashore from Zhenjiang and Changzhou."

Guo Kan has supreme wisdom and has won the title of gods and man. However, China is not uncommon. Liao Shenggong, Li Tingzhi, and Liu Hezi are not inferior to him, let alone Li Jun, a soul figure who has been accumulated for thousands of years of culture.
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