"Don't dare?"

Zhao Dongting said coldly: "You were originally a general of the Song Dynasty, but surrendering to the Yuan Dynasty was disloyal. He was ordered to surrender and was disloyal to his old master and colleagues. Everyone who was unfaithful and unrighteous was punished by everyone, so why wouldn't I dare to kill you?"

Seeing that Zhao Dongting was speaking loudly and murderously, Fan Wenhu couldn't help but feel a little scared. He opened his mouth and said, "The two armies are fighting, and they will come to the envoys! Do you ignore the rules?"

He was not a person who was ready to die, otherwise he would not have rebelled against Song and Yuan. Now he just wanted to save his life for this reason.

Zhao Dongting just sneered, "Sorry, I don't understand these rules. You can go to the King of Hell to sue me."

After saying that, he gave a wink at the guards.

The guards understood and several long spears instantly pierced Fan Wenhu's back, and the two sticks on his neck cut most of his neck.

Blood gushed.

Unfortunately, Fan Wenhu was full of martial arts, so he didn't even have the chance to struggle and returned to the underworld.

When he came, he never thought that the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty dared to kill him. He just thought about how to show off his power in front of his old colleagues in the Southern Song Dynasty and let them see that although his official position was not high in the past, now he also needs to look up to.

Now, these wishes can only disappear with him.

Two Yuan army soldiers knelt beside him and saw Fan Wenhu being killed. They were so scared that their faces changed drastically and they were trembling.

Zhao Dongting was also a little disgusting when he looked at Fan Wenhu's bloody corpse. After all, he had never seen such a bloody scene. After forcibly suppressing his discomfort, he said to the two Yuan army soldiers: "You take his head back and tell Zhang Hongfan that if you send such a surrender, I will kill the other one."

After saying that, he turned back to the bedroom.

Fan Wenhu's head was cut off by the guards, and the Yuan army soldiers were tremblingly holding it, and were taken down the mountain by the guards. However, it was a great luck that they could escape their lives.

Soon, the two rowed back to the Yuan army fleet, and then headed straight for Zhang Hongfan's ship. Now that the three armies have not moved, there are bridge boards between each ship.

Zhang Hongfan saw them coming back with Fan Wenhu's heads, and both of them were shocked. When they looked at each other, they felt unbelievable.

Zhang Hongfan asked, "What's going on?"

It is a customary rule for two armies to fight and not kill the envoys. He really never thought that Fan Wenhu would go completely and would only have his head left. He would lose the general before the battle started, which is not a good sign.

The two young men trembled and answered honestly: "General Fan and we just met the Emperor of Song Dynasty. Without saying a few words, the Emperor of Song Dynasty ordered General Fan to be beheaded, and he also said..."

Zhang Hongfan was already furious, "Arrogant boy! What else did he say?"

The young master lowered his head and replied, "He said, if you send surrendered generals to persuade him to surrender again, he will see each one kill."

"Okay, okay..."

Zhang Hongfan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "I underestimate the courage and determination of you people!"

Li Heng suddenly whispered from the side: "Brother Hongfan, be angry..."

Zhang Hongfan was slightly stunned, and then the anger on his face disappeared very quickly. He sat back on the chair, looked at Li Heng with a little gratitude, and waved his hands at the two little pawns, "Okay, you guys go down!"

The word "controlling anger" is crucial to the commander of the first army.

The two young men kowtowed and left.

Zhang Hongfan watched them leave the ship and said to Li Heng: "Thank you, Brother Li Heng, reminds me, if it weren't for you, I'd probably beg you to go up the mountain immediately. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty actually killed even the envoys. It was a great insult to me..."

Li Heng smiled faintly when he heard this, and raised his glass and said, "Why don't Brother Hongfan think so? The emperor and ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty hurriedly killed Fan Wenhu despite the rules, because they must be afraid of a great chaos in the morale of the army. This is enough to show that they are now frightened birds. But they lost Fan Wenhu, but they learned that the chaos in the morale of the Southern Song Dynasty was not a loss."

Although he was not a Mongolian person, he had always looked down on Fan Wenhu and other surrendered generals in the Southern Song Dynasty. Therefore, he had no pain at all about Fan Wenhu's death, just like a dead ant.

Although Li Heng smiled like Maitreya Buddha, he was actually a ruthless and famous smile tiger in the Yuan Dynasty court.

When Zhang Hongfan heard him say this, he thought about it and his face really eased completely.

And at this time, it was close to Yin.

Zhao Dongting returned to the bedroom and couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, and suddenly thought, "The Yuan army is coming to attack!"

He thought that Zhang Hongfan would not have sent anyone to persuade him to surrender, but now he must have a purpose.

He just decisively killed Fan Wenhu, and he did have the intention to prevent unstable military morale. Moreover, he also wanted to intimidate Zhang Hongfan so that he would not send people to persuade him to surrender. At the same time, he also had the intention of intimidating the ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty. Zhao Dongting knew in his heart that even if he had a high prestige recently, there must be many people in the court who were willing to surrender.

He slowly stood up from the bed, walked out of the door and said to the guard next to the door: "Go and inform Lord Zhang Shijie and be ready for battle."

"yes!"

The guards took the order.

In the dark night, the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty were willing to take action. In the past two days, the Yuan army slept well, and they also ate well and slept soundly.

As soon as the Yin hour arrived (3 o'clock), the sound of horns on the Yuan army warship sounded overwhelmingly.

It's time to launch an attack!

Zhao Dongting held the telescope and ran to the cliff.

Li Yuanxiu, Ying Er, Music and Wu, and dozens of good-looking guards followed him closely.

When we arrived at the edge of the cliff, we saw the Yuan army warships continuing to approach the Benzhou Island. In just a few minutes, we reached the shore and hundreds of ships lined up along the coast.

Each sea boat has an extremely wide and long board bridge that poked out from it and then landed on the shore of Chengzhou Island.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the horn suddenly turned like a thunder drum. The sound of the drums seemed to shake the night sky.

Countless Jurchen soldiers carrying arrow bags and holding spears were the first to rush from the warship to the island of Chengzhou, stepping onto the bridge creaking.

There were still small boats on the warship and transported batches of war horses to the shore.

The Yuan Dynasty's army was mixed, and Emperor Kublai Khan knew people and used them well, and accepted countless wise ministers and generals. Among them, the army was roughly divided into the Mongolian army, the Jurchen army that surrendered after the Jin Dynasty, the Han army, and the Southern Song army that surrendered one after another. Zhang Hongfan was a Han nationality, but he was surrendered within the Jin Dynasty. He had many Jurchen soldiers under his command, and he was trusted and loved by him.

Therefore, these Jurchen soldiers have always served as vanguards in the army he commanded.

In just over ten minutes, tens of thousands of Jurchen soldiers landed on the shore of the Benzhou Island, and left the formation, ready to go.

Following closely behind, there was the Central Army. Most of these were composed of Han troops in the Jin Dynasty. Although their reputation was not as good as that of the Jurchen army, they were not weak.

Kublai Khan's army was extremely powerful and had already taken shape at this time.

After a little more time, the vanguard and central troops reached nearly 40,000 people and they lined up on the beach, densely packed with torches.

Zhao Dongting was holding a telescope in his hand and was able to see clearly.

Zhang Shijie was next to him, holding a telescope and said, "Your Majesty, it seems that the Yuan army wants to attack in one go!"

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly.

Zhang Shijie smiled slightly, "It seems that their food and supplies are not sufficient."

Zhao Dongting nodded again, but still didn't say anything.

He had never seen such a scene before, and was shocked. It turned out that in ancient times, there were so many wars, so intimidating.

Even if he stood high on the cliff, he could feel the solemn aura of the Yuan army.

On the Yuan army commander's ship, Zhang Hongfan, Li Heng and the Mongolian military supervisors naturally could not see the situation on the island of Benzhou, but they all had relaxed smiles on their faces, and they were obviously determined to win the island of Benzhou.

A general came to report, "Chief, our army is ready!"

"good!"

Zhang Hongfan waved Fang Qiu and said, "Beat the drum and attack!"

The drummers of the Yuan army received the order, and the drum sound immediately changed from slow to rapid, rumbling like the continuous thunder on a thunderstorm night.

Almost at the same time, the drums of the Song army on the island of Tozhou also sounded.

"Run!"

The vanguard of the Yuan army, the Jurchen tribe, used the cavalry as the front line, and the infantry behind the hall, shouted loudly and were about to kill towards the palace.

At this time, on the left and right sides of their respective Southern Song army rushed over.

The night was thick, and the Yuan army could not see the arrangement of the Song army, but Yue Peng and others all had telescopes, but they could vaguely see the movements of the Yuan army.

When the Yuan army landed on the island, there were so many torches that they had already ambushed not far away with the soldiers.

However, the generals of the Yuan army were not panicked. They knew that the Song army was not stupid enough to stare at their own army and rushed to the palace, roaring, and each brought his troops to welcome Yue Peng and Su Quandang's army.

The Yuan army was famous for fighting and brave, and the soldiers were brave. They were only panicked for a moment and quickly calmed down.

In their eyes, the army of the Southern Song Dynasty was the little sheep.
Chapter completed!