The old shepherd was terrified. You know, these soldiers will never reason with you. They asked for more than a dozen sheep, and I don't know if they want to take their own lives.
"General, please spare my life. General, please spare my life. I have given all the sheep to you. I have given them to you. Please spare my life." The old man was so scared that he kowtowed repeatedly.
There were many battles at the border, and the people were treated like pigs and dogs. On the border between the two warring parties, no one treated the people as human beings. If they fell into the hands of the enemy, they would either be enslaved or killed.
This old man was from Xixia, and his own country was now occupied by the Mongols. If he was caught by the soldiers, he would be in big trouble.
The Iron Wolf Army was equipped with strange equipment. The old man had never seen such an army before, so he was not sure whether the other side was a Mongolian puppet army or a Song army.
The Mongolian soldiers were easy to identify; their attire was different: big beards, curved swords. But the Mongols also recruited puppet troops in Western Xia, and these were harder to distinguish.
Zhu Qing comforted him: "Don't be afraid, old man. We are the army of the Song Dynasty. The Song army will not bully ordinary people."
"Song Army, are you Song Army?" The old man was already crying. Under the leadership of Han Shizhong, the Song Army had a good reputation in the local area.
Zhu Qing nodded. "Old man, we'll buy all your dozen sheep, and the clothes you're wearing. But we'd like to ask, is there no other way out of Wild Wolf Valley besides the entrance?"
The old man shook his head and said, "There has always been only one road in Wild Wolf Valley. If your army wants to cross the valley, they can only take this road ahead."
Zhu Qing smiled and said, "We are not a military unit going through the valley. I am asking if there is another way. As long as we can get into the valley, we will go to school."
The old man thought for a moment and said, "There is a barrier, but no one has been using it for years. As long as it doesn't rain or cause flash floods, it should be passable."
Zhu Qing was overjoyed: "Old man, please tell me how to get there. I want to find a few people to go into the valley."
Zhu Qing's men were all shocked: "Wolf Head, the bottom of the valley is full of Mongolian soldiers, why are we going into the valley?"
When the old man heard that there were Mongolian soldiers at the bottom of the valley, his legs went weak with fear: "Mongol, Mongolian soldiers?"
"Don't be afraid, old man. Look at our people. We have surrounded them. The Mongolian soldiers can't escape even if they have wings." Zhu Qing pointed at his army.
The old man felt relieved, but still asked tremblingly: "I wonder what the general is going to do in the valley?"
The old man also asked about the other people's thoughts. They didn't know what Zhu Qing wanted to do in the valley.
Zhu Qing smiled and said, "Let some of the Mongolian cavalry in the valley run out to report the news."
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this. If they pretended to be shepherds and entered the valley, and then encountered the Mongolian soldiers at the bottom of the valley, they would definitely force them to find the way out of the valley. As long as one or two Mongolian soldiers escaped from the bottom of the valley, they would report to Quanzhou so that Gert would send reinforcements, and then the Iron Wolf Army could launch a beautiful ambush on them.
"I'll go!" Confucius was the first to step forward and sign up: "I'm willing to pretend to be a shepherd and go into the valley."
The old man didn't know and asked frantically, "Why did the general send the Mongolian soldiers out to report the news?"
Zhu Qing, of course, would not argue with him, but simply said, "We must teach the Mongolian soldier a lesson and send him back to report so that the Mongolians will know that the Song Dynasty is not to be bullied!"
The old man gave a thumbs-up and said, "Okay, but this is difficult to get through. You can't get in without someone to guide you. If you trust me, I'll take you in."
"I'll go."
"Wolf Head, send me into the valley."
"I am willing to go into the valley with you, old man."
The generals under his command were eager to fight and rushed into the valley.
Zhu Qing waved his hand: "If you go, it will easily arouse suspicion. I will go."
That was true, Wild Wolf Valley was remote, and the Mongol cavalry would naturally be suspicious of two shepherds who suddenly appeared in the valley.
Zhu Qing was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the old shepherd was over sixty years old. It was obvious that they were not Song Jun in disguise, which aroused more trust.
Batwu's more than 700 cavalrymen were trapped in the valley and were really in a dilemma.
They launched several attacks on the exit and entrance, but were all blocked by the Song Dynasty's arrows and stones.
"Captain, we've fallen into a trap. We can't get in or out of the Wild Wolf Valley. What should we do?" Sangjier said anxiously.
How could Batu not be anxious? These seven hundred people were about to destroy the valley. "Send people to search the valley to see if there are other ways out! Quick!"
Centurion Tengger said dejectedly, "Captain, we've searched three times and there's no other exit."
Batu slapped his head fiercely and said, "It's all my fault. If we had attacked the Song army directly, we might have managed to get a few of our men back to Quanzhou to report the situation. By the time the commander knew we were trapped in Wild Wolf Valley, we would have been annihilated by the Song army."
Baganda jumped on his horse and said, "Brothers who are not afraid of death, follow me and charge again!"
Dozens of Mongolian cavalrymen followed and mounted their horses to attack the exit of the valley again.
"Boom..." Before reaching the valley entrance, the Song army had already rolled down countless rocks from the top of the mountain.
Several Mongolian soldiers and their horses were hit by stones and were instantly covered in blood.
Baganda gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward. 'Swish, swish, swish...' Countless arrows shot down several soldiers around him.
Seeing that the attack was hopeless and that any further charge would lead to their death, the Baganda had no choice but to retreat dejectedly.
The old shepherd brought Zhu Qing and the other man to a very secret place in the southwest corner of Wild Wolf Valley.
The terrain here is steep and the cliffs are covered with bushes. At first glance, there seems to be no road at all.
"How can we get down here?" Zhu Qing himself was confused.
The old man pointed to a bush below and said, "Go down here, turn left and follow the rock below the cliff, and we will reach the bottom of the valley."
Zhu Qing frowned: "How are your sheep going to get down?"
The soldiers tied up the dozen or so sheep and hung them down with ropes. Zhu Qing and the old man then untied the ropes on each sheep one by one.
When all seventeen sheep were put down, Zhu Qing made a gesture of approval, and the soldiers of the Iron Wolf Army disappeared into the bushes above.
Zhu Qing was now dressed in simple civilian clothes, and he and the old shepherd were driving the flock of sheep into the valley.
"What's your name, old man?" Zhu Qing asked.
"The old man's surname is Zhang, Zhang Laosan."
Zhu Qing nodded: "Remember, when we meet the Mongols, we will be father and son. You are my grandfather, and this is Zhang Qing."
Zhang Laosan nodded, flicked the whip and started driving the sheep down the mountain.
The sheep bleated and nibbled on the grass nearby, and the backs of the grandfather and grandson disappeared into the valley.
The Song army at the top of the valley was lying in the grass. A lieutenant general asked, "Will Wolf Head be exposed if he goes down?"
Confucius beside him smiled and said: "No, the wolf is very smart. Now we are going to have a good show."
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