Defeat is like a mountain!

No one expected that the duel that was quite strong a few days ago would turn into a slaughter show of one side!

Countless people and the Song army were defeated, ghosts cried wolves, and the mountains were all over the field, chaotic, and frantically rolled in all directions.

Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Lou were both battlefield generals, and they soon discovered that the Song army camp was stationed separately and the middle distance was too large. They used straw overnight to smooth the swamp on the side of Zhao Zhebu's camp, and the cavalry stepped on the straw and rushed into the camp.

Caught off guard, the Jin people concentrated their forces again and attacked the side of the Huanqing army. The enemy was outnumbered, the elite cavalry was against the foot soldiers, and under the heavy casualties, Zhao Zhe took the lead in escaping, the dragons were leaderless, the Huanqing army was completely disheartened, and they collapsed at the first touch, and they didn't even hold on for half an hour, and fled backwards!

Without the protection of the army, especially the cavalry and infantry array, where could the people and foot soldiers in the middle of the camp withstand the impact of tens of thousands of Jurchen iron cavalry, they rushed to other Western army camps like a tide.

The Jurchen iron cavalry galloped vertically and horizontally, like a wolf and a tiger, and the riding spear in his hand was like a steel jungle, stabbing countless Song soldiers, and every time the iron rod was smashed, it would bring up a piece of flesh and blood, causing a burst of Song army screams. They danced with heavy blades in their hands, even rushed and collided, smashed and stabbed, rode spears like a forest, galloped with the war horses, and everywhere they went, there was a bloody wind and rain, and the momentum was pressing.

Infantry vs. cavalry, once they lose their large-scale structure and fight separately, they can only fall apart and disappear. The Song army routed and scattered and fled, but the Jin people slaughtered them all, but drove them and rushed to the Western army camps everywhere.

The sergeants and civilians desperately fled, leaving only the wounded Song soldiers in one place. The Jurchen cavalry trampled their horses back and forth in the pile of wounded of the Song army, laughing wildly. Dozens of wounded soldiers of the Song army staggered and tried to escape, but were caught up by the Jin soldiers who arrived on horseback, stabbing with spears, flying with long knives, and running iron rods through the top.

As the flesh flew along, the wounded soldiers let out terrible screams, and one by one they fell to the cold wasteland, blood flowing all over the ground, and soon there was no sound.

In the camp, the wounded of the Song army wailed and groaned, and as the horses of the Jurchen cavalry left, piles of meat were left in the bloodstain, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

Even some of the Song military formations were quickly dismantled one by one under the repeated impact of the Jin cavalry, and they were in a hurry and turned into a ghost under the knife.

The routs and civilians soon rushed into the other Western army camps, and under the pursuit and slaughter of the Jurchen cavalry, they had already lost their resistance and bloody courage, and there was only one thought left in their minds, that is, to escape.

Jin Renyu's arrows flew like arrows, and the defeated army and the people were panicked and panicked, panicked, and ran wildly in all directions. The Jin people deliberately drove away, the crowd crowded with each other, and people kept falling and squeezing to the ground, countless people and horses trampled on it, and the people who fell to the ground were no longer silent.

And those Song soldiers and people who fled slowly, or sporadically escaped, were sneered at by the Jin soldiers, and they were shot over, chopped down, and stabbed to the ground one by one, and their fresh lives turned into cold corpses.

The rout army is all over the mountains and fields, boundless, and the Jurchen cavalry shouts wantonly in the rout, just like the shepherds on the grassland drive the boundless cattle and sheep, which is magnificent.

In the camp of the Yongxing army, Wu Jie stood on top of the chariot and saw the tide of the routed army rushing over, no matter how his subordinates roared and slashed, they couldn't stop the battle formation from being rushed out, and they were coerced backwards.

"Can't let them break up the array!"

Wu Jue was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and his voice was hoarse.

"If the army is scattered, it will be a complete defeat. Even if the army can be saved, the imperial court will not spare us!"

"Xianggong, even if he is defeated, Zhao Zhena is also the culprit. If it is a hard battle, I am afraid that there will be countless casualties. Without the centaurs, we are not fart, it is better to preserve our strength and withdraw!"

Wu Jue hesitated, and the generals stepped forward together and persuaded each other loudly. Wu Jue saw that his subordinates had no intention of fighting, sighed, the military order was issued, and the Yongxing army instantly broke away from the sea of people and slowly retreated.

In the Jingyuan army, Qu Duan's face was pale, and in front of him were thousands of routs and civilians who were rushing endlessly. Inadvertently, these people had already poured into his camp, and they were about to break up the Chinese army.

"Shelling, grenadiers, can't let them rush over!"

Qu Duan's eyes became cold, and the blue tendons on his forehead flare.

"Xianggong, if you do this, you will anger Liu Tong, and you will have to take us again. Let's withdraw!"

Qu Duan glared angrily, turned his head, and roared loudly.

"Qu San, if you flee like this, the army will definitely be defeated! If you want to compete with the Jin people and save your life, you must fight in battle. Pass the order down, shell the defeated soldiers and people in front of the formation, let them dodge to both sides, and those who dare to rush into the formation will be killed! ”

"Artillery, grenadiers, quick!"

Qu San hurriedly retreated, roaring loudly like a bell.

The earth-shattering thunder explosion of "Tongtong" sounded, mixed with the sound of "Pengpeng" artillery, and the tide of rout soldiers screamed and fell, and the rest of the rout soldiers and civilians scattered to both sides.

There were too many routs, and those in front ran to both sides, but those behind panicked and continued to crash forward, boundless.

"Straight, grenadier, on!"

In the face of the rout army and people all over the mountains, more than 300 grenadiers stepped forward and threw out the earth-shattering thunder in their hands.

Columns of smoke rose one after another, explosions rang out one after another, and screams were incessant, and the rout fell to the ground one after another, groaning in pain. Some were already frightened, standing in the middle of a cloud of blood and mutilated limbs, shivering and bewildered.

"Go both ways, or you'll all die!"

In the face of the roar and intimidation of the Jingyuan soldiers, the defeated soldiers and the people ran to both sides one by one. There were also some routs who were not afraid of death, and they still crashed straight into the Jingyuan army array.

"Thorn!"

Qu San roared angrily, and the routs saw a large jungle of dazzling spears. Blood splattered, and in the screams one after another, the rout soldiers were stabbed to the ground one by one, and many fell to the ground wailing and squirming.

Several huge phalanxes of foot soldiers stood up. The heavily armored infantry on the periphery sat down, and their spears stood up, facing the outside. The cavalry cruised around the periphery of the two wings, guarding the safety of the two wings of the Jingyuan army.

"Fight to the death!"

Qu Duan stood in a large formation, roaring loudly in the formation, cheering on the sergeants.

Countless Jurchen knights collided with each other, horses neighed in front of the formation, one by one the horses were stabbed to the ground, countless Jurchen knights were stabbed off their horses, countless Song army foot soldiers were shot and knocked over, and the people in front of the formation turned over on their backs, and the tragic hand-to-hand combat immediately began.

The sound of artillery continued, the explosion of earth-shattering thunder was endless, and the Jurchen knights who rushed like a tide were shrouded in a column of smoke. The Jurchen knights fired arrows in unison, covering the sky and the sun, and one by one the Song troops were shot to the ground, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the battle situation was tragic and abnormal.

The face of the curved end is iron blue. If it weren't for the firearms, the Jingyuan army would have collapsed long ago.

The battle situation was stalemate, the Jurchens' small artillery and grenadiers came up one after another, and under their blows, the gunners and grenadiers of the Jingyuan Army were killed and wounded, and the Jin soldiers advanced layer by layer, and the situation was not optimistic.

The outer array of the Jingyuan army was thinned layer by layer, and the cavalry was reduced again and again in the repeated tug-of-war with the Jin people. From morning to afternoon, the grain of rice has not been eaten, and not a drop of water has been eaten, and such a high-intensity battle is naturally a kind of torment.

"Brothers, hold on!"

Qu San was covered in blood, raised the steel knife in his hand, and looked hideous.

"How can these Song dogs be so tenacious?"

Wanyan Lou Room stood on a high slope, watching the Jingyuan army fight to the death and not retreat, and his own troops were also suffering heavy casualties, and couldn't help frowning.

"Command, this is the Jingyuan Army, the commander is Qu Duan, known as the "Qu Maniac". This man is a well-governed, very strategic, and a rare handsome talent. It's just that this person is stubborn

use, arrogant and arrogant, so the armies retreated, and the Jingyuan army held on, but there was no one to help!"

Wanyan Lou nodded and said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, I have some ability!" Be sure to leave Quduan and Jingyuan Army here today!"

Under the crown, Wanyan Zongbi and Wanyan Zonghan were full of spirits, looking at the Song soldiers who were like ants in the wilderness and fled in all directions, they couldn't stop holding the horsewhip in their hands and laughing.

"These Song dogs are really soft-footed ghosts, and they are vulnerable!"

100,000 elite soldiers and 50,000 Jurchen iron cavalry are not yet able to dominate the world, not to mention the 200,000 Song soldiers in front of them!

Wanyan Lou Room was also relaxed at the moment, and he smiled and said to the sergeant next to him: "Pass the order, whoever catches Zhang Jun will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver and 10,000 horses of silk!"

The generals laughed. This was Zhang Jun's reward for catching Wanyan Lou's room before the war, but now, Wanyan Lou's room was returned to Zhang Jun.

On the battlefield, the locusts of the Song army scattered and fled were all over the mountains, the Song cavalry was mixed in them, and the ground was shot off the horse, and the Song army was everywhere who took the road and fled, so that the pursuing Jin soldiers, whether they were cavalry or foot soldiers, involuntarily slowed down.

In the entire wasteland, the great battlefield of fleeing, resisting, clinging to rats, fighting alone, fighting in formations, foot soldiers, cavalry, and hundreds of thousands of people became a pot of porridge.

The Song Army's Fifth Route Army, Huanqing Army, and Xihe Army have been dispersed, and the Yongxing Army and Qin Feng Army have lost half of them and retreated, and only the Jingyuan Army is still holding on.

"Disperse Song Gou's infantry array, today we must let Song Gou be defeated and bleed thousands of miles!"

Wanyan Lou Room returned to the horse, the blood in his body boiled again, and the slightest trace of respect for life had already been thrown out of the clouds, replaced by a full of anger and a strong killing intent.

Countless Jurchen iron horsemen crisscrossed the country, and wherever the spears went, one by one the Song soldiers were stabbed to death, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The iron cavalry rampage, and countless Song soldiers were knocked into the air, either dead or injured.

Feathers and arrows flew together, crossbows rained down, countless Song soldiers fell to the ground, and the horses galloped over, stepping on the dead or wounded Song soldiers.

The disorderly retreat of the Song army and the people of the brigade made the entire battlefield extremely chaotic, and everyone was involuntarily coerced and fled in panic. The Song army lost the support of artillery and earth-shattering thunder, which also made the Jin soldiers' attack blockers break through and be unscrupulous.

More of it was the rout of the Song soldiers, panicked, shouting loudly while fleeing: "Run, run!"

The torrent caused by the rout, countless Song soldiers were swept into it, and they couldn't help themselves, joined the ranks of the rout, and spread outward. In less than an hour, all the camps of the Song army have been involved, and a large-scale rout is inevitable.

Liu Xi was involuntarily dragged backwards by the rout. He was dumbfounded, his eyes blank. Nearly 200,000 troops, in less than an hour, were all defeated!

On the city wall of Yaozhou, Zhang Jun's face was like ashes, and his eyes stared blankly at the rout of the wilderness, like a fool.

It was a long time before he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Xuanzan Zhang Bin next to him had a face like ashes, and muttered to himself: "Why is this happening, why is this happening?"

Several civil officials around knelt on the city wall, kowtowing vigorously, and the ground smashed with a "bang" sound, and there was no time to care about the black yarn when it fell off. Several officials wept and hid their faces and wept.

The Song soldiers on the city wall were all staring blankly at the torrent of rout outside the city. Although there are still many artillery pieces and bed crossbows on the city wall, they don't know how to deal with the endless rout army under the city.

Many Song soldiers quietly ran down the city wall, not knowing where to go.

"Zhang Xianggong, if you don't leave, the Jin people will besiege the city, and then you will become a turtle in the urn!"

Liu Ziyu came up and said softly. Zhang Jun shook his head gloomily, and his voice was indescribably gloomy.

"Pass the order, exit Yaozhou City, and assemble in Qinzhou."