The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 162 This guy is fierce
Baliyuanshan ran very fast alone and lost contact with his personal soldiers.

While running, he looked left and right, desperately searching for where Meng'er was.

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

He found it as soon as he looked for it!

The scouts wouldn't attack him when there were more people around, but this time he was alone, so the scouts came.

Five Mongolian cavalrymen rushed over, shouting in incomprehensible Mongolian.

Bali Yuanshan laughed, "There really is a Meng'er! How bold, Meng'er! You actually dared to help the Song Kingdom fight our Jin Kingdom. You don't want to live anymore, do you? The whole tribe doesn't want to live anymore, do you?"

After he finished cursing, he thought to himself: I don't know if these people can understand what I'm saying.

However, one of the Meng'er children clearly understood and replied in Chinese: "Oh! I'm so scared, so scared! Bali Yuanshan, you're clearly a Liao person, yet you're calling us 'our Jin' so fluently. If your Khitan ancestors heard this, would they jump out of their coffins and beat you?"

Bali Yuanshan was startled. This Mongolian man spoke Chinese so well? And he even knew how to use Chinese in a sarcastic way. This was too outrageous!

The Mongol was now possessed by Yue Wenxuan, so of course he could use yin and yang, and in many different ways: "Bali Yuanshan, you didn't follow Yelu Dashi to the Western Regions, but surrendered to the Jin bandits. In Liao history books, you will be recorded as a traitor to the Liao Dynasty. The consequences will be severe. You will be infamous for eternity! I suggest you rebel quickly, lead your men to fight the Jin bandits, and perhaps history books will help you clear your name."

Bali Yuanshan: “!!!”

The two of them exchanged a few words, but the war horses were already approaching.

Bali Yuanshan was outnumbered five to one, but he showed no fear at all. He drew his bow and shot an arrow at Yue Wenxuan's face.

The arrow was so powerful and accurate that Yue Wenxuan could tell from a long distance that the arrow was not off target and would hit him in the face, so he quickly dodged it with a kick.

At the same time, four other Mongolian soldiers shot arrows at the distant mountains of Bali.

Baliyuanshan hid to the left, then to the right, and then in another Deng, dodging them all easily. While dodging the arrows, he leaned sideways on his horse and was able to shoot arrows at the same time. He pulled the bow sideways and shot an arrow back, hitting a Mongolian soldier in the chest.

The Mongolian soldier screamed, fell backwards, and landed on the ground with a thud.

Yue Wenxuan was secretly shocked: Damn, so fierce?

Not wanting to leave the body to the enemy, Yue Wenxuan rode over, bent down, and grabbed the body from the ground. At the same time, another Mongolian soldier ran over and retrieved the dead Mongolian soldier's horse. The three of them staggered their positions, and Yue Wenxuan placed the body back on the horse.

They assigned two men to pick up the bodies and horses, and there were only two men on the other side who were on the distant mountains opposite.

The two men shot two arrows in a row, but both were easily dodged by Baliyuanshan. He shot another arrow back, and the Mongolian soldier shrank his neck to avoid it. The arrow passed by his hair and shot his felt hat off, scaring the Mongolian soldier so much that he screamed a few times.

Yue Wenxuan: "This guy is not easy to deal with! Be careful."

With the remaining three Mongolian soldiers plus Yue Wenxuan, it is now four against one.

Bali Yuanshan rode his horse and rushed towards one of them. The Mongolian soldier was an excellent rider and could have hit and run to not give Bali Yuanshan a chance to get close, but he couldn't hit Bali Yuanshan even after shooting several arrows. Instead, every arrow shot by the opponent was fatal.

This made the Mongolian soldier a little unsure about his archery skills, so he simply gave up the bow and took out a knife...

Yue Wenxuan: "Fuck, no!"

Before he could finish his words, the two horses crossed, and the Mongolian soldier slashed with his sword, but Bali Yuanshan easily dodged it. At the same time, he slashed at the Mongolian soldier's abdomen, and the tip of the sword also took advantage of the horse's momentum to spin along his side...

The Mongolian soldier had a big gash on his side, and he screamed and fell off his horse.

Yue Wenxuan: "Fuck! Get the bodies and horses back, and retreat!"

The remaining three people rushed forward while shooting arrows, snatched the corpse's horse, turned around and ran away.

After Bali Yuanshan slashed one man to death with his sword, his horse continued to charge forward. He rushed a long way before stopping. Turning his horse, he saw that the remaining three Mongols had fled. "Stop! Damn it!" Bali Yuanshan rode in pursuit.

However, although he was good at archery and hand-to-hand combat, his horsemanship was far inferior to that of the Mongols.

Moreover, he was wearing heavy armor, while the Mongols were light cavalry, wearing light leather armor, so they could run faster.

In a short while, the three Mongols disappeared.

Bali Yuanshan cursed angrily, "Damn Meng'er, how could he get involved with the State of Song?"

Now he believed what the scout said, but he had no way to solve this problem.

He himself was quite powerful and could fight five Mongols at once, but the scouts under his command did not have such powerful martial arts. If they encountered the Mongolian scouts, they would definitely be beaten.

It seems that the only option is to increase the number of scouts.

Each scout team must have at least twenty people, using quantity to make up for quality and scare off Mongolian scouts to ensure the expansion of their own scout circle.

As he was thinking, his personal guards caught up with him and shouted from afar: "General, are you okay?"

Bali Yuanshan got angry when he saw this bunch of losers: "What can I do? You are a bunch of losers!"
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He was angry here, and Yue Wenxuan was also angry after retreating a few miles away.

These distant mountains are really quite fierce.

It's really impossible to deal with him with just a few soldiers.

Okay, wait until I'm back in sight, and then I'll send a tough guy down to deal with you.

Yue Wenxuan ran wildly, returned to his field of vision, and started fiddling with the figures.

He first took the Mongolian cavalrymen out of the sand table. Two of them had been "killed in battle". He took them out of the sand table and immediately threw them into the trash can. Then he began to think about what kind of character to put in to deal with Baliyuanshan.

A quick glance at the toy cabinet...

I immediately saw an incredible figure!

Lu Bu figure!

Lu Bu, wearing a black helmet and black armor, has a pair of cockroach antennae on his head. It is said that this thing is called the Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown, and only a strong man is qualified to wear it.

In real history, many high-ranking officials would wear it.

But in folk art, there are only two people who are considered qualified to wear this thing, one is the Monkey King Sun Wukong, and the other is Lu Bu.

The others are just barely qualified.

Yue Wenxuan actually didn't want to send out Lu Bu. He had used Guan Erye in the previous few times and didn't use Lu Bu because this guy's setting must include a habit of killing his adoptive father. How scary, isn't it?

But the last time he was bullied by Bali Yuanshan, Yue Wenxuan was very upset and didn't care whether he killed his adoptive father or not.

Pick up the Lu Bu figure and place it on the sand table.

As soon as the figurine entered the sandbox, it immediately came to life. Its two cockroach antennae trembled and shook, and its head raised up, looking up at the sky... Its distant gaze seemed to be looking at Yue Wenxuan through the sandbox.

He actually clasped his fists towards the sky and said, "I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. If you don't abandon me, I am willing to be your adoptive father."

(End of this chapter)