"Boom!" The sound was neat and powerful, this was the effect of leather boots stepping on the ground, these new shoes that were issued before Lin'an set off, after many days of marching, were really a little tattered. But compared to the thousand-mile turn from Jinghu, such a distance is nothing, Zhang Shijie, who took the lead, proudly rode on the horse, this is his soldier, the first strong soldier of the Great Song Dynasty!

Following the Tartar cavalry who had disappeared without a trace, he slowly galloped up a high slope, the tall city in the distance was already in sight, and the banner of the word "Song" above the city wall was still fluttering. In the end, the worst outcome he had imagined did not occur, however, at the bottom of this high slope, there was a sound of fighting, and he looked to see if it was the defenders who were killing on the left. How did they get out of town.

It was his own nephew who was in charge of the flag, and he came up behind him with his banner, and was taken aback when he saw the dense enemy troops down the slope. The figure was unstable, and he almost fell from his horse, and the flag in his hand also fell, and in a hurry, a big hand reached over, held up the flag steadily, and inserted the flag into the dirt.

"Just stand here, take care of it carefully, and if there is any mistake, go and lead the army yourself." Zhang Shijie's tone was light, but it was like fairy music in the ears of that person, and he quickly responded, holding the flagpole, and no longer dared to look around. After Zhang Shijie finished speaking, he stopped looking at him, behind them, the army was still lined up in the battle queue with their heads held high, and the commander who was ahead saw the banner standing on the high slope, and shouted loudly, slowing down the speed of the team.

Although the Tartars were superior in numbers, the shape was not good, and the foot soldiers who were caught in the fight were in a dilemma, and the brigade behind them seemed to be at a loss for what to do. In a short period of time, Zhang Shijie found that his direction was just blocking the retreat of the Tartars, not only the terrain was favorable, but even the sunlight was shining from behind.

"Go, see where Commander Zhang is, urge him." The more than 10,000 forbidden troops in front of the palace who commanded Zhang Yan were slow to move, and their combat strength was quite questionable, but when they faced a cavalry team of 1,000 people in the Tartars, they immediately stopped advancing, and finally had to bring their own cavalry to meet them.

But this direction is too wide, Zhang Shijie glanced at his left, which is already the range of the foot of Niushou Mountain, it is too wrapped, and it is necessary to prevent the Tartar dog from jumping off the wall, maybe it is more realistic to leave an opening to drive the Tartar into the mountain? Zhang Shijie was a little uncertain, the timing was too good, and seeing that it was possible to win a big victory, his thoughts increased.

Before he could understand, the drums beat loudly down the slope, and the enemy foot soldiers formed a long line and rushed up with shouts. Zhang Shijie's gaze did not stop at all, staring directly at the cavalry behind them, this attack seemed to be tentative, not only did those cavalry not move, but even these foot soldiers were less than half of the total number.

Walking at the back of the team, Fan Wenhu kept muttering and scolding his mother, originally thought that he would have a good life with the Yuan people, but who knew that this would be the case in a blink of an eye. How did the good siege become besieged by people, these Song people are not like the ones they know, and they suddenly changed their sex and became able to fight.

"It's all about Lao Tzu, and if you can't rush over, you have to fuck die!" If you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out, Fan Wenhu still knows very well in his heart that since he has become a rebel minister of the Great Song Dynasty, he will never be able to turn back. He drew his saber and shouted viciously, and at the sound of his shout, the pace of the team sped up.

The sunlight was shining against him, and the weapons and armor of the soldiers on the high slope reflected a dazzling metallic luster, so that the foot soldiers who were attacking on their backs couldn't open their eyes at all. Fan Wenhu squinted at the tall figure standing on horseback, as if it was somewhat familiar, and the defenders just watched them run up, quietly like a wall.

Suddenly, the big flag beside the man waved, and the defenders in the front row took their spears, shouted and rushed down, black and pressed like a tide. As soon as the battle began, it seemed that he couldn't resist it, no matter how Fan Wenhu scolded and scolded him, his team quickly began to run down, and he had no choice but to follow.

The Song army did not pursue, and the foot soldiers who rushed forward all crouched down, and then countless arrows flew out from the high slope and nailed into the backs of the fleeing enemy soldiers without any cover. Condescendingly, the enemy was running backwards, and there was really no better target, and the archers reaped the fruits of battle until they could no longer see a human figure.

Lu Wenhuan, who was pale, stared at this qiē without saying a word, even if he was used as cannon fodder, he had to send some cavalry to cooperate. In just such a moment, those people didn't know if half of them would come back alive, and looking at the two commanders around him who were also sinking like water, he had to swallow back the words that came to his lips.

"Don't be delusional anymore, Yanming, Dong participates in politics! Make up your mind to break through, the Song people don't know if there is anyone coming behind, in case" A Tinghan said unceremoniously, the Song people who came to help were not weak, and the Mongols Ding was already few, he didn't want to fight with the Song people here, otherwise even if he was lucky, the Great Khan would not be able to spare him.

"In that case, let's bother tens of thousands of households to bring cavalry to open the way for the whole army, Yan Che'er, you follow this officer. Lu participates in politics, and your department is still a new force, so it will be used for the palace army. "Dong Wenbing can't, if he persists, Ashuhan will go alone, he can't control the people who are busy with the ancients, but Yan Che'er is under his own control, the military discipline of the Mongols is the strictest, and Ashuhan dare to disobey in front of the battle.

Facing Yan Che'er with a helpless look, Ah Tinghan replied, and ordered the busy Gu Gu to gather the team, and after a few loud horns, the busy Gu Gu had already led the front army towards the foot of the mountain in the distance. Lu Wenhuan stood aside, and even forgot to respond to Ah Tinghan's greeting him before leaving, just thinking in his heart that he had been abandoned!

"Herald! Mingjin withdrew the troops, Yan Che'er, you bring the cavalry to respond, you can take back as much as you can, this officer is here to thank you. Seeing the cavalry brigade moving forward, Dong Wenbing turned around and gave an order to collect the troops, no matter what, he still wanted to save more of them, if it weren't for Lu Wenhuan already like this, for fear of forcing them back, he wanted to directly let the new attached army go up and replace his people.

Hearing the sound of golden chimes in the rear, the enemy foot soldiers in front of the barbed wire were visibly stunned for a moment, and then, the archers in the back row were the first to start the barbed wire, and then all the men fought and retreated. In a panic, those gaps that had not been filled were immediately filled, and as the Song army pressed forward step by step, the retreat was about to turn into a rout.

"Brethren, the Tartars want to escape, the drums are beating, beat!" Liu Yu on the high platform shouted, and the wrestlers behind the formation waved the mallet again, and in the rumbling drums, the Song army strode forward, chasing the enemy and rushing through the barbed wire, which was full of enemy corpses, and stiffly leveled the barbed wire, so that Liu Yu and others in the rear were stunned.

Little Lori let go of an arrow and saw that the enemy had gone far away, so she retreated to the vicinity of the high platform, and before she could stand still, she saw a group of tall figures running from the side, her brother carrying a terrifying steel mace to take the lead, and the bulky step armor did not affect him for a few points, and they quickly caught up with the team in front, all the way through the archers and pikemen, and inserted into the front row of swordsmen.

"This Jin Ming, he moves so fast." Liu Yu, who was holding a telescope, smiled, the cavalry sent out by the enemy's rear seemed to want to counterattack, and the enemy's foot soldiers were also running to get out of the way, seeing that they were about to collide head-on with the pursuers of the Song army, looking at their unhurried speed, Liu Yu was not worried, at this moment the morale of the Song army was like a rainbow, even if the gods came, it was difficult to stop.

Before the men and horses arrived, there was another rain of arrows as usual, and the foot soldiers at the front of the Song army all raised their big shields in their hands, but Jin Ming and the others continued to move forward indifferently, just slightly sideways to avoid the arrows shot at the face, and the tiger roared, and the mace in his hand had already slashed at the head of a Tartar cavalry.

Yan Che'er didn't let the cavalry speed up the formation, he just wanted to delay the speed of the pursuers and save his own foot soldiers, but he didn't expect that there were so many heavy armored foot soldiers in the chasing soldiers, so he hurriedly made a whistle and ordered the cavalry to escape backwards.

However, he was surrounded by his own defeated soldiers, and he could only turn around on the spot if he wanted to turn around, Yan Che'er pulled the rope hard, stopped the mount, and was thinking about turning the horse's head. I saw a big man of the Song army rushing over, and several cavalrymen in front of him all flew out with blood in their mouths, he quickly pulled out the scimitar at his waist, pointed at the man and shouted.

"Kill him!" The surrounding soldiers urged the horse forward, raised their swords and slashed at the man, only to hear a few "dang" sounds. The best steel scimitar either flew out of his hand or broke in two. Immediately afterwards, the big man rushed forward, the figure flashed, and a black shadow came down with the sound of the whirring wind, Yan Che'er hurriedly raised the knife in his hand in a panic, the wailing of the war horse sounded in his ears, his arm was shocked by a strong force and lost consciousness, and the knife did not know where it flew.

"Death to the Tartars!" A Chinese word burst out of the man's mouth, Yan Che'er, who was knocked to the ground by the war horse, was cold, and couldn't help but close his eyes, he didn't recognize many Chinese characters, and the meaning of these words happened to be known, half of the body was pressed by the horse, even if he was not killed, there was no possibility of escape, and suddenly there was darkness in front of him, and a body was pressed in front of him.

As soon as Jin Ming's stick was swung out, it didn't feel right, and there was an extra person's body on the ground, and his back was full of blood holes after being hit by the wolf teeth on his stick. Jin Ming pulled out his stick and was about to fight again, but several of his own soldiers had already jumped down from their horses and grabbed his limbs desperately, but the Song army infantry behind quickly caught up and hacked them to death one by one.

"This man may be a big official, caught alive!" Jin Ming stopped them from continuing, and after a brief command, he continued to chase forward, and the Song soldiers pulled away the corpse from above, pulled Yan Che'er out from under the horse, twisted him with his backhand, and pushed him towards the back of the formation.

Dong Wenbing, who was behind the formation, saw that the cavalry had just stepped forward, and in a blink of an eye, he retreated with the foot soldiers, not knowing what had happened. Just in confusion, I suddenly heard the soldiers shouting towards one place at the same time, turned my head to look over, on the side of the city in the distance, the city gate was wide open, the drawbridge was lowered, and a group of Song cavalry was slowly passing through Guò.