Li Xiaochun wrapped his hand tightly with strips of cloth and picked up a spear and held it in his hand.

Since the use of firearms, he has rarely used knives and guns again. Unexpectedly, this time, he would have to go back to his old business again.

All the shells of the artillery battalion have been fired, the earth-shattering thunder has been thrown, and the gunners and grenadiers have all put on armor and have a spear in their hands.

This is also the standard and basic skill of the soldiers of the Loyal Army.

Some of the soldiers joined the sparsely numbered pikemen against the Han on the front, while others joined the hoplites against the Jurchen cavalry on the left. As soon as they joined, the situation immediately became stalemate again, and the offensive of the Jurchen cavalry and Han'er, who were pressing step by step just now, became stagnant again.

"Work in groups of three, pay attention to cooperation!"

Li Xiaochun's roar sounded.

The art of stabbing was a compulsory subject for the Loyal Sergeants, even the gunners and grenadiers. As soon as they joined, the pikemen grew loud.

The spear is like a poisonous snake, extremely fast, one stab, one twist and one withdraw, three people cooperate, one stabs people, one stabs horses, even if someone is killed or wounded, the Jurchen cavalry on the horse will not escape the assassination of the other two.

One by one, the Jurchen cavalry fell from their horses and were stabbed to death. One by one, the Song soldiers were slashed and smashed to the ground by the Jurchen cavalry, and they lost their vitality in an instant.

The fight on the right flank was the most severe, with cavalry on both sides, gathered together and fighting entirely by bravery. The Jurchen Iron Cavalry is the most elite Lou Room army, strong, ferocious, and cold-blooded. The cavalry of the Song Army, led by the command of Xuanfu Division, are all heroes with high martial arts and long-term battlefield experience, and there are fierce generals such as Niu Gao, Ma Kuo, and Zheyuezhi, who are naturally fierce animals.

The two sides sacrificed their lives to fight equally, and the fight was inseparable.

After all, the Jurchens were outnumbered, and with the addition of two elite cavalrymen, the battle formation of the Song army suddenly became precarious.

The night was dusk, the sound of killing shook the sky, Niu Gao's blood stained his clothes, he didn't know how many girls and true knights he had smashed. It's just that now he has exposed the green tendons on his forehead, his breath is like a cow's panting, and his clothes have long been soaked with sweat.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer Song troops around him, Niu Gao was anxious, but he was helpless.

Ma Kuo was also sore in his muscles and bones, and the big knife in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Thinking of the eventful years when he was an envoy to Yanyun in his early years, and the upheaval on the road to resist gold, he couldn't help but feel at a loss.

Could it be that today is your destination?

Zheyuezhi killed and injured countless Jurchen cavalry, but the other party was more and more, and the hideous face was getting closer and closer, and she could already smell the fishy smell on the other party's body.

In the spear formation of the front army, Yang Jin was hit in the leg, arm, and lower abdomen, and he didn't fall down. Xu Hu has already taken his place.

Yang Jin looked over from behind, in the phalanx that had become thinner, the hands and feet of the soldiers were trembling, and many people's backs had changed from wet to dry, and from dry to wet, and their physical strength had reached the limit.

Yang Jin could clearly see that there was a long knife mark on Xu Hu's back, and blood was oozing from his wounds. Xu Hu's body kept trembling, and it looked like he was about to run out of oil.

Sang Yin and the Jurchen cavalry led the Jurchen cavalry into the left flank like a whirlwind, and under the onslaught of the two, the exhausted heavy infantry was smashed and cut to the ground one by one.

Without the heavy infantry in front of the cover, the Song pikemen could not withstand the onslaught of the Jurchen cavalry, and although they resisted desperately, they were killed by the other side one by one. The rest struggled to support, and the defense line on the left flank was instantly routed, and the cavalry of the Song army on the right flank immediately fell into a heavy attack.

Li Xiaochun was stabbed to death by the slander, and when he saw the soldiers fall under the sword of the Jurchens, the anger, discomfort and resentment in his heart reached the extreme.

Wan Yan Lou's face softened slightly, Song Jun was already at the end of the strong crossbow and couldn't support it.

"Keep an eye on Wang Song, don't let him get away!"

After half a day of fighting, the Song army had four or five thousand people left. In just two or three hours, more than four or five thousand loyal soldiers died in the fierce battle in the afternoon.

From early morning to now, all day, nearly 10,000 men of the loyal and righteous army have died on this vast plateau in northern Shaanxi.

The Jurchen army still had at least four or five thousand cavalry, an equal number of Han'er. The Jurchen cavalry elite had too much advantage in the face of loyal soldiers who had no firearms and were mostly infantry.

What's more, there are still three or four thousand Han'er eyeing from the side.

In this gamble "for the purpose of killing and injuring the other party", Wang Song is destined to lose!

He couldn't help but think of his mother, of Uncle Niuwa, and his eyes became blurry. At this moment, there is no Folding Moon Show, no Roufu Emperor, no Folding Moon Zhi, and no Great Song Dynasty official Zhao Huan.

There is nothing to turn the tide, there is nothing to seal the wolf Juxu, and there is no Great Song Dynasty, Western Xia, and Jin Kingdom.

Fuck it all!

Wang Song, what do you want?

At this time, he understood what Liu Jianming said in "Infernal Affairs": I just want to be a good person!

I just want to be a good person!

A person who was deceitful, materialistic, and dirty in his past life, came to this time and space thousands of years ago, had friends, lovers, and a mother and life that could be re-chosen, what else do you want?

I'm going to be a good person!

Repay grievances with straightforwardness, repay virtue with virtue, have a good heart with blue blood, and be worthy of your heart!

Let this good guy be your last label. Let your blood be shed in this vast, barren promised land!

Xu San came over on a horse, and was about to report the military situation, when he saw Wang Song's dementia, he actually shed tears, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the horse, and what he wanted to say stopped at his lips.

After a while, Wang Song wiped away his tears and said to Xu San: "Xu San, you don't need to report it, just kill the captives with me!"

Xu San hurriedly beat the horse and stood aside, Wang Song nodded to the sergeant, and said loudly: "Drumming!"

Suddenly, the Song army and the Chinese army sounded the heart-pounding drums, and the drums stopped for a while, Xu Hu, Niu Gao, Li Xiaochun, including all the Song troops, looked at the hillside where the Chinese army was located.

Wang Song sat on his horse, raised his spear on the high slope, and shouted loudly like thunder: "Kill the captive!" Kill! Kill!"

Wang Song beat his horse and went down the hill, held his spear high, and led the remnants of more than 200 Xuanfu soldiers to come to the battlefield in front of him without hesitation.

The blood in Xu San's chest was already burning, and he brandished his spear, along with the knights behind Wang Song, shouting loudly, "Kill!" Hit the horse and followed.

"Kill...... Captive!"

Tears welled up in Zhiyuezhi's eyes.

"Kill...... Captive!"

Niu Gao's strength returned, and the iron shovel in his hand became round again.

"Kill!"

Xu Hu shouted angrily, ignoring the sharp pain in his back, and stabbed a shot into the throat of the man in front of him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

All the Song troops let out a neat roar. They viciously stabbed out the spears in their hands and cut off the knives in their hands.

He had just stabbed one of the Song spearmen to the ground, and it wasn't until the man's screams ceased that he drew his spear. The thorn was about to move forward, when suddenly, an iron spear stabbed like lightning.

Startled, he turned around in a hurry and flashed the opponent's spear. He picked up his spear and was about to stab the opponent back, but the barrel of the opponent's gun had already smashed on his back.

The strength of the other party is extremely great, just this time, the thorn felt that his internal organs seemed to be shattered. He couldn't hold on any longer, and blood spurted from his mouth, and he staggered off his horse.

"Xu San, I'll help you avenge your revenge!"

Wang Song took the lead, followed by two hundred ironclad knights, and slammed into the Jurchen cavalry crowd on the left flank.

Xu San saw it clearly, and shouted loudly: "Thank you Xianggong, and see how the villain kills the thief!"

Wang Song laughed, the spear stabbed sharply, smashed and stabbed, the gun was deadly, as if the god of killing possessed, the Jurchen knights fell from their horses one after another, and there was almost no one to join them.

After Yan Lou's room was filled with blood, he pulled out his long knife and said loudly: "All the troops will come forward with me to fight!"

Wan Yan quickly persuaded: "Dutong, now that our army has the advantage, as long as we trap the other party to the death, Wang Song is in a catastrophe." Just wait and see, don't risk yourself!"

The other generals also hurriedly stopped Yan Lou's room and advised him not to take risks, so as not to let the Song army take advantage of the opportunity and take advantage of the loophole.

The battle has come to this point, and it is already endless. Even if Wang Song dealt with a thousand people alone, he would not be able to kill all the Jurchen warriors.

After Yan Lou put back the long knife, he said hatefully: "Just let Wang Song live a little longer, today I vow to take the head of this dog thief!"

Wang Song's iron spear was as fast as lightning, and along the way, he didn't know how many girls he stabbed. Under his leadership, the morale of the two hundred knights soared, and the hundreds of Jurchen cavalry in front of the position were wiped out, and the defense line on the left flank was temporarily stabilized.

Seeing the Jurchen cavalry in a mess, Wang Song beat his horse over, smashed and stabbed wildly, and with simple and crude strength and speed, he directly took the opponent's vital point. Xu San and the others followed behind him, and they were also chiseled wildly, and they carved out a bloody path from the Jurchen cavalry array.

When this group of people came out of the Jurchen battle array, everyone was red, and the iron armor was covered with flesh foam tissue. This time, two or three hundred Jurchen knights were named by Lord Yama.

"Count the number of people!"

Wang Song shouted loudly.

"Hui Xianggong, there are still 167 people, 33 people died!"

The sergeant reported the numbers.

"Chisel again! Xu San took half of his brothers to defend the left wing, and Tan Xiong, along with the rest of the brothers, joined me to support the right wing. ”

Wang Song hit the horse again and went on a rampage all the way. His spear opened and closed widely, and he was like a madman, and he didn't care even a few hits on his body.

Today is the last madness before the end of life, and no one can stop their own progress.

Who dares to stop me from dying!

Seeing that Wang Song was all defeated and ended up together, Xu San couldn't help but feel sad in his heart and shed tears.

Wang Xianggong, who is loyal to the liver and courage, and has blue blood and blue sky, is so tragic today, people block and kill, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, is it true that such a person with lofty ideals and righteousness really wants to finish the last part of his life?

After another hard chisel, about 200 Jurchen knights were beheaded under the front and rear attacks. Xu San took the remaining fifty men to stay behind to support the left flank, while Wang Song led the other fifty men straight to the Jurchen cavalry on the right flank.

A Jurchen knight hit his horse and went to Wang Song, the two of them made a mistake, Wang Song's spear stabbed the war horse, the war horse suffered pain, and the Jurchen knight fell off the horse.

Wang Songzong stepped forward immediately, covered his face with his head, smashed a Jurchen knight into the mouth and spat blood, and planted him under the horse. Seeing that Niu Gao was fighting with a giant axe Jurchen knight, Wang Song went up and fired the knight's axe blade slashing at Niu Gao.

"Brother Niu, I'm afraid that you and my brother will go to Huangquan together today. Let's try it out to see who kills more first. ”

After Wang Song finished speaking, he laughed and led the sergeant forward.

Niu Gao took the opportunity to pick up the kettle and poured a few mouthfuls of water, the stinging pain in his throat made him almost scream.

Seeing Wang Song heading straight towards the dense Jurchen cavalry, Niu Gao lifted his double hammer and said loudly: "Xianggong, wait for the villain, don't move too forward!"

Hardship for half a life, if you don't have a lot of Tailai, you have drunk imperial wine, you have seen the Son of Heaven, your son is also getting ahead, your wife and mother can spend the second half of your life comfortably, you are an archer in Lushan County, what else do you want?

If he can die with Wang Song today and leave a name in history, his life will be worth it!