The corpses are all over the field, and they are terrible!

Wanyan Zongwang's eyes turned red unconsciously.

There were corpses everywhere, burning flames everywhere, wounded soldiers groaning in pain, blood all over the ground, snow everywhere, everywhere red.

The cavalry of the Song army galloped across the country, and everywhere they went, the ill-prepared Jin soldiers were constantly swept under their horses, and even if some Jurchen knights stepped forward to block the attack, they were quickly cut down because of the lack of numbers.

"Have you found out, which Song army is this?"

Wan Yan Zongwang's eyes were bloody, but his complexion was quite calm.

"Your Highness, the other party has firearms, and the soldiers are not afraid of death, I'm afraid it is the Hedong Loyal and Righteous Army under Wang Song!"

Wanyan Zongwang nodded, and his voice became louder.

"Go down and ask Ali to scrape and Naye to come up, this king wants to see if my Jurchen iron cavalry is powerful, or Song Gou's loyal army is stronger!"

"Xu Hu, every time you go to a camp, you will smash a "10,000 enemies" for me. I want to see if he can still live in the ice and snow after burning the Jurchen's tent!"

"Don't worry, big official!"

Xu Hu beat his horse and galloped wildly, and the knights brought these "10,000 enemies" were filled with tung oil, and only the grenadiers behind them brought the genuine and explosive "earth-shattering thunder".

More explosions of "10,000 enemies" sounded, and the tents of the Jurchens were set on fire one by one, and the entire Jurchen camp in Qingcheng became a sea of fire.

Fortunately, this is the cold winter wax moon, and the ground is full of ice and snow, otherwise under this monstrous fire, I don't know how many people will be smoked to death just by this thick smoke.

The sky gradually brightened, the fire in the camp was endless, there were swords and swords everywhere, and the sound of fighting shook the sky.

"Wang Song, don't go blindly! It is a big taboo to be too deep and suffer from the enemy on the abdomen and back!"

Seeing that the Song army was getting deeper and deeper, and the resistance of the Jin people was getting stronger and stronger, Zhi Yuexiu couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Yuexiu, if the two of us die together today, do you think they will bury us together?"

Wang Song joked.

Zheyuexiu's face turned red, she looked around, and found that Yelu Yan hadn't followed, so she whispered.

"What can you do if you are buried together, in Tokyo City, there is still a princess who thinks about you, are you willing to do it?"

Wang Song couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes couldn't help but look at Zheyuexiu, and then smiled:

"Yuexiu, I didn't expect you to be jealous, it seems that you have me in your heart, I am really happy!"

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

Zhi Yuexiu shook her head and said, "What I said is true, Zhao Duofu is in his heart, but there is only you Wang Song." You'd better think about it and be your captain!"

Wang Song slashed down a golden soldier in front of him, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and in front of him, several rows of towering pavilions and pavilions were impressive.

Yelu Yan could keep up, he pointed to the open space in front of the house, a Jurchen general wearing gold armor, and said loudly: "Great official, that is the Jurchen East Road army commander, Wanyan Zongwang!"

Wang Song couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and looked forward fixedly.

I saw that surrounded by thousands of Jurchen knights, Wanyan Zongwang was wearing gold armor, mink collar and fur hat, high nose and wolf eyes, and his face was gloomy and uncertain.

This is the initiator of the attack on the Song Dynasty, the second son of Wanyan Aguda. I heard that this guy died of heat stroke after the shame of Jingkang, and I don't know if it's true or not.

If this guy can be beheaded under the city of Tokyo, I don't know how the history books will describe it in the future.

"Xu Hu, you and Zhang Sheng have transferred the grenadiers, I want to do something big today, success or failure in this move!"

Yelu Yan's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "Great official, do you want to kill Yan Zongwang?"

Wang Song was excited, and said in a trembling voice: "If you don't kill the second thief today, when will you wait!"

Xu Hu turned his horse's head and left. Wang Song said to the left and right: "Send the order down and tell Zhang Xian, Niu Gao, and Dong Xian that they must hold off the few golden soldiers in front."

He looked at Wanyan Zongwang in the distance, and the chill in his eyes was even stronger.

"Today, Lao Tzu wants to leave his name in history, let these barbarians know that my Great Song Dynasty must not be bullied!"

Zheyuexiu was secretly frightened, the Jurchen army in front of her was tens of thousands, but Wang Song wanted to do this desperate move, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

However, if Yan Zongwang can be killed today, the defense of Tokyo City, and the safety of the Great Song Dynasty may turn the corner.

Anyway, it's a big deal to die here, and to be able to die with Wang Song is naturally unwanted. If he died in battle, Wang Song was still alive, I don't know if he would bury himself and cry sadly on his grave.

How did Wang Song know what Zhi Yuexiu was thinking, and seeing that his foot soldiers had already followed, he shouted loudly: "Fight in formation, march forward, don't rush forward!"

Jin Bing is not a native chicken, once he recovers from the panic, it will be a bitter battle. Moreover, the soldiers fought alone, and the infantry versus the cavalry, the odds of victory were really not great.

Seeing the cavalry around him watching in place, Wang Song said angrily: "What do you see, rush into battle with me!"

Yelu Yan stepped forward and hugged his fists:

"The big official is responsible for the safety of the army, or he sits in the center and commands the big array, as for the pre-war fight, let the villain rush into the battle!"

"Brother Yelu, there is nothing before me, when you go to the battlefield, everyone is a brother of life and death."

Wang Song said loudly to Yelugan: "Yelugan, bring 500 knights, you must protect the little lady, if she is missing hair, I only ask you!"

Zhiyuexiu's face was slightly red, and she struck forward, and the knights followed her, roaring forward one after another.

Wang Song led the army, commanded and dispatched, and swept away from Wanyan Zongwang in front.

"Ali scrape, danghai, take the two of you to attack the right flank of the Song soldiers; Naye, Hulu, and Meng'an, who led the two of you, attacked the left flank of the Song soldiers; Sai Thorn and Tai Shi cut off the back road of the Song soldiers. ”

Wanyan Zongwang scolded loudly and said coldly: "The young falcon is attacking from the front. No matter who this Song army is today, I will also leave them behind, cut off their dogs' heads, and go back to be urinals!"

In the earth-shattering battle outside Qingcheng, Wanyan Zonghan of Liujia Temple was awakened and heard it clearly.

"Xi Yin, listen to the voice, is it a sneak attack by the Song army?"

Wanyan Zonghan was neatly clothed, came to the main hall, and saw Wanyan Xiyin and Wanyan Lou waiting for several people.

"Listening to the sound of fighting, if it is as I expected, this must be Wang Song's loyal army!"

Wanyan Xiyin's face was solemn, but he guessed eight or nine.

"It must be Wang Song's house, others don't have such guts!"

Wan Yan Lou said hatefully: "Thousands of calculations, I didn't calculate that this guy would sneak out of the city to attack, it's really too late to regret it!"

"It's not too late!"

Wanyan Zonghan's small eyes showed a fierce light, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Go gather troops and horses now, go to reinforcements, this time we must arrest Wang Song, skin him, and use his head as a wine jug!"

Wanyan Lou also said ruthlessly: "I want to kill Wang Song and take his head to sacrifice the undead of the living girl!"

The horn sounded continuously, and the Jurchen camp of Liujia Temple immediately moved, and countless golden soldiers and locusts ran out of the tent and began to assemble in formation.

"Brother Wu, the golden soldiers of Liujia Temple have also moved, do you say Wang Song and they can stop it?"

On the city wall, seeing the bright light in the northeast sky, Sun Fu couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Can't stop it, this is already a national war!"

Wu Ge said in a deep voice: "Even if Wang Song is defeated, Tokyo City must be defended, even if there is only one person in the battle, this Tokyo city wall must be defended!"

Sun Fu nodded and said, "What Brother Wu said is very true! This is exactly what I am thinking, the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and we can't show weakness to the Jurchens, let alone surrender without a fight!"

Since the loyal army entered the city, they sacrificed their lives to fight, which not only boosted the morale of the people in the city, but also strengthened the hearts of some backbone scholars.

"Prepare for battle!"

On the city wall, seeing the Jurchen army in the northeast ready to move, Niu Tong commanded the soldiers at the head of the city, and began to load the crossbow guns and prepare the feather arrows.

"Listen to me, once Fanzi enters the firing range, give me a good greeting, and you must not let them pass through the city easily!"

Niu Tong shouted angrily, stood in front of a bed crossbow, and commanded the crossbowmen to load their crossbow guns and set them up.

He turned his eyes to Nancheng, and he always had some regrets in his heart that he couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy.

"Formation!"

Three miles outside the city, Li Yanxian faces east, Zhang Hengjun faces west, the two armies face each other, and there is a wide area of 100 meters between them.

Chariots and horses were pushed out to form the outermost line of defense, followed by a row of heavily armored foot soldiers, followed by sword and shield men, then archers and grenadiers, and dozens of bed crossbows at the end.

"Sit down!"

The military order was given, and all the heavily armored foot soldiers in the front row sat down, and their spears were also slanted, forming a steel jungle, facing straight ahead.

Under the city walls, on both sides of the city gates, two small phalanxes were formed. Spearmen and grenadiers were on standby. The bed crossbows, divine arm bows, and archers on the city walls were also eyeing the battlefield outside the city.

Li Yanxian was worried in his heart, but his face was Gujing Bubo, Wang Song handed over the task of sniping Yan Zonghan's army on the West Road to him, and he was naturally under a lot of pressure.

"Come on, come on, the impact will be more violent!"

Li Yanxian looked at the north, his face was calm, and the hand holding the knife was full of green muscles.

Niu Tong looked to the side, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, Emperor Roufu, ladies and gentlemen, how did you come?"

Zhao Huan shook his head and said, "What is the result, you have to face it!" I am on this city wall, cheering for Wang Qing's family and all the soldiers!"

Perhaps it was those cold and bold words on the training ground that aroused the last trace of blood in the heart of the Great Song Tianzi, and at this moment he finally did not hide in the palace, but came to the city wall to face this bloody battlefield.

He Li, Sun Fu and others also said together: "Your Majesty, the ministers are attached to cheer for the soldiers!"

Zhao Huan picked up the drumstick, came to a big drum, and beat it hard. A group of ministers followed, beating the drum together.

"Knock knock!"

The drums on the city wall sounded, vigorous and powerful, full of resentment and sadness, and shocking.

"The emperor is beating the drum!"

"It's the emperor cheering on the city walls!"

The courage of the Song army increased greatly, and the swords and guns in their hands were wielded more powerfully.

Looking at the battlefield outside the city, Zhao Duofu shed tears, and muttered in his mouth: "Inside Yin Yinhuan, the eight areas of the rope rope, the blade is vertical and horizontal, and it has turned into a battlefield." Bless the Great Song Dynasty, bless the Loyal Army, bless Wang Song......"