As the chariot army continued to cut in, the Xia army was in chaos, and Ren Jingde had to throw himself into the horse army, hoping to defeat this Song army. "Words * love * first * hair [no pop-up novel network baoliny] Please search for the product # book network to see the most complete update and the fastest

When the Xia army and the horse army completed the assembly and pounced on the Song army, the two doors of the car formation were opened, and the two horse teams roared out, which was the horse army of the party and the 52nd brigade town.

The infantrymen who were still struggling were miserable, and under the combined suppression of the chariots and horses, they no longer fought, and fled to the sides, and their slow runners were either cut down to the ground or trampled to death by the horses' hooves.

Dang Yi took the lead, leading hundreds of comrades to rush up to the Xia army and horse army like arrows, and those infantry troops along the way completely lost their combat ability, and they didn't even have the ability to run, so they could only watch the war horses step by.

"The chariot soldiers of the Southern Dynasty, why are they so sharp, how is this possible, how is it possible" Ren Jing was stunned, the army formation of 5,000 people was vulnerable, and it was directly destroyed by barbarism, and the Xia army's infantry army had no ability to resist at all.

Seeing that the chariot array released the horse army, approaching the power of the counter-impact, the Xia army and the horse army were caught off guard, and the chariot attack speed did not decrease, and the Xia army and the horse army were almost unable to resist.

The chariot was rampant, and there was no longer any need to fight with a crossbow, and the chariot soldiers picked up their bows and crossbows and shot them wantonly, like hunting pigs and sheep in autumn.

Dang Yi didn't care about this, he led the army to move forward, rushing to kill without hesitation, hoping to defeat the Xia army and intercept it and rescue the robes.

However, the Song army in the encirclement could no longer hold on, Zhang Zhao did not know how many people were killed, and his troops had already begun to destroy the crossbow machine.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Song army has followed the military regulations, once defeated, the crossbowmen will first smash the crossbow machine and cut the bowstring, and never give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it.

When he cut down a foot soldier and looked around, the mountains were full of Xia troops, and there were only a dozen officials left beside him, all bleeding and wounded.

A good knife of sixty refinements, the blade has been curled, it can be seen that the combat intensity is great, and the strength is also losing little by little, a pair of cold eyes, staring at the step by step, he knows that the last moment has come.

Whether to rush up to the battlefield or kill himself by the neck He hasn't thought about it yet, anyway, there is still a little strength, the blunt knife can still kill people, at least it can kill people, and those who rush up will kill it first.

The other party obviously wanted to capture him, after all, he was wearing the armor of a general, and the lines of his half-sleeved robe also showed his identity.

However, it is not so easy to capture a lieutenant general on the battlefield, Kan Xian certainly does not give up the perfect opportunity, he must capture this Song general alive, if nothing else, just humiliate him.

In the case of the annihilation of the opposite township army, Zhang Zhao had long been out of the way of life and death, and his subordinates also fell into despair, some fierce heroes did not want to be humiliated, and waved their swords in despair to determine themselves.

There were no more Song soldiers by his side, and Bubazi was surrounding, obviously trying to capture him alive. As the military attache of the Great Song Dynasty, how could he be humiliated by the capture of life He let out a long sigh, the knife in his hand was raised again, and a beautiful arc was drawn in mid-air, and in the exclamation of Bu Bazi, the burly body fell suddenly.

Kan first came to Zhang Zhao's body, he stared for a long time, his unwilling eyes seemed to jump up and fight, his eyes were full of admiration, maybe a little disappointed, and finally let out a helpless wry smile.

The fifty-second brigade town is still advancing, Ren Jing is a wolf, tens of thousands of people are beaten back step by step, it is almost shaving his old face, and the inside and outside are gone.

However, the battle in the hilly area was nearing its end, and the commander continued to squeeze the Song army's formation, and the outer defense line composed of baggage vehicles had long been beaten and broken.

Lian Kun was not rigidly stubborn, he organized two counterattacks, and made the commander suffer in front of the heavy infantry of the Song army.

However, both times he was defeated by the Iron Harrier and the Capture Army, and he was wounded because he had too few men to compete with the Ma Army for a long time.

Reinforcements were already in sight, and he could already see billowing smoke and dust on the mound, as well as the characteristic sound of the military trumpet, which was obviously the town of the 52nd Brigade.

However, he didn't think that the 52nd Brigade Town could rescue him, and the heavy car brigade of thousands of people would be good if it could protect itself, where would it be able to rescue him.

The injury was so severe that he sat down after removing his iron armor, exhausted, and let the medical officer dress him up.

Watching the battlefield with blank eyes, his troops were still resisting in an organized manner, but every moment someone fell, perhaps, the next moment they would have to fight on their own.

The Xia army is clearly hierarchical, the front is the pretending commander, the back is the mountain, and the last is the capture army. As a war expendable, the commander continued to crush the military formation all the time, exchanging his life for his life to consume the Song army's defensive strength.

As time passed, he squinted at the crumbling sunset and laughed at himself desolate in his heart. In fact, he had every chance to avoid bad luck, Zhang Zhao didn't listen to it several times, and only now he was in an embarrassing situation, and nearly 10,000 people were surrounded.

His life's ambitions were also in vain, along with his own life, to dust, he was never afraid of death, but he was afraid of being classified as a defeated general who was not sorry to die, so many good sons and daughters would lose their lives, and his family would suffer eternal shame.

Thinking of the pride of following Wang Xiu back then, the pleasure of galloping across the field, I couldn't help but show a little nostalgia.

"The town lord." Liu Guang, who had joined the army, walked to his side with a faint remorse in his eyes. The town lord is the commander of the brigade and town, he has no subordinate relationship with Lian Kun, and even has the power to supervise Lian Kun, so the title of Taiwei is very inappropriate.

"Alright, it's almost over." Lian Kun endured the pain in his body and smiled bitterly, since it was almost over, what else could he say

Liu Guang shook his head and said, "The chariot soldiers are still fighting, we are not hopeless, and the town master will persevere." ”

"It's just a car camp, and how long can it last, I've hurt everyone." Lian Kun shook his head.

"It's just a matter of going to the national disaster together, the town owner doesn't need to be frustrated, and in the end, he has to kill this group of Qiang Qi." Liu Guang did not deny Lian Kun's words, but he asked Lian Kun to cheer up, the forty-sixth brigade town is the upper brigade, and the elite directly under the Western Servant Army, even if it is going to perish, it should teach Xia Jun a profound lesson.

Of course, the upper brigade also has the pride of the upper brigade, and it is better to fight to the last drop of blood in the battle than to steal a living.

Lian Kun stood up with difficulty, held Liu Guang's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, you and my brother can't live together, but I hope to die together, on the Huangquan Road, you are still the Marquis of Yu." ”

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