"Fire!"

On a naval warship on the Yongji River, Li Bao commanded the gunners to load their ammunition and bombard the flank of the Jin soldiers on the east bank.

The cannon rang out incessantly, and the river was filled with gunsmoke, and a white wall of smoke rose. The Jin soldiers on the right flank suffered heavy casualties and hurried out of the river and retreated eastward.

"Where did this sailor come from, how could Song Gou be so cunning?"

Pucha Shijianu looked at the Jurchen cavalry on the east bank of the Yongji River who had retreated in a hurry, shocked and angry.

"Marshal, you can't fight anymore, before the Song army surrounds you, hurry up and retreat, otherwise it's too late!"

Wanyan Yinshu could see that the situation was not good, and shouted loudly, waking up the Pucha Shi family slave who was immersed in anger.

"Is it just like that?"

Pucha Shi's slave looked at the Song army's large array viciously, his eyes were quite unwilling.

"Pong! Disheveled! Ponto!"

The sound of artillery came and went, falling into the large array of golden soldiers, and everywhere they went, smoke and dust rose everywhere, causing a blur of flesh and blood, mixed with the screams of many golden soldiers.

"Retreat!"

Pucha Shijianu immediately issued a military order.

The Jin people's battalion Ming Jin withdrew his troops, and countless Jin soldiers immediately abandoned the battle formation and retreated backwards like a tide. The soldiers who were fighting in the Loyal and Righteous Army were all stunned, but they didn't expect that this battle had been won.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!"

Wang Song waved his hand, and the whole army of the Loyal and Righteous Army pressed upward.

"Shoot me and kill these shits!"

All the artillery rang out, and they went straight to the Jurchen retreat to the east.

Solid iron balls flew in the battle array, hundreds of them at a time, smashing out flesh alleys, which intensified the panic of the Jin soldiers.

Especially those foot soldiers, they were already exhausted, and the speed of retreat was far less than that of those Jurchen cavalry. The large and small artillery of the loyal army opened fire together, and these Han infantry soldiers were the first to be routed. They fled in a hurry, completely unresisted, and were blown over, slashed, and stabbed to the ground one by one by the pursuing loyal cavalry.

More people knelt down directly, shouting the word "surrender" loudly, hoping to escape.

Seeing the fleeing Jin soldiers scattered in formation, being slashed and killed by the Song army like a lost dog, Pucha Shi's slaves were filled with grief and anger. The Jurchen warriors around him protected him, and together with two or three thousand knights, they went all the way to the east, and they were wounded and killed along the way, and many of their compatriots were killed by slashing and slashing along the way.

Some of the golden soldiers formed a small formation, wanting to resist stubbornly. The opposing cavalry rampage, coupled with the indiscriminate bombardment of the earth-shattering thunder, one by one small formations were quickly shattered, and the rest panicked and joined the torrent of retreat.

"Brothers, rush up for me, grab the generals in front, there will be a big reward!"

Yang Zaixing shouted loudly, causing a wild shout from the knights of the pro-military camp. Everyone stepped forward one after another, brandishing swords and guns, and the momentum was extremely arrogant.

Everyone felt the earth-shattering thunder from their bodies, lit the fuse, and immediately smashed towards the rout army that fled in a hurry. Pillars of smoke soared, dust flew, and hundreds of people were blown off their horses and fell to the ground. The knights of the pro-military camp crashed into each other, slashing and stabbing all the way, killing and killing countless golden knights.

"Yinshu, go separately, turn around and meet in Tangyi."

Seeing that a high slope appeared in front of him, the road was split into two sections, north and south, Pucha Shijianu and Wanyan Yinshu Coco divided their troops and went to the north and south respectively.

Yang Zaixing led the knights of the pro-military camp to chase after him from behind, and saw that the golden soldiers were divided into two from the clairvoyant mirror, and he instantly made up his mind.

"The Jin soldier general in the south is a bad old man, he won't live for a few years, let's chase this young thief in the north!"

Everyone galloped wildly, followed behind Pucha Shijianu, and chased after them.

Pucha Shi's slave was annoyed and angry in his heart, filled with grief and indignation, and wanted to turn around several times

He fought fiercely with Yang Zaixing and others, but was dissuaded by his subordinates.

The golden soldiers rode forward, through countless fields and ditches, and fled all the way to the east, and they panicked until a river hundreds of meters wide appeared in front of them, and they couldn't help but stop.

"Where is this?"

"Marshal, this is the ancient road of the Yellow River, which spreads for hundreds of miles, let's find a place to cross the river!"

The soldier pointed sharply ahead and cried out in horror.

"Marshal, the sailor of the Song army!"

Dozens of warships waded in dense clusters, covering the river, and the Song army on board was busy loading ammunition, seemingly to strike a thunderous blow.

"Hurry up and get out of the way and head south!"

Pucha Shi's slaves, who had already learned the power of the opponent's artillery, were frightened and shouted loudly: "All get on the horse, don't let Song Gou catch up!"

In the sky to the north, smoke and dust were billowing out, and the cavalry of the Song Army of the brigade was coming, it was Niu Tong and others carried by Huang Feihu's sailor division.

The Jurchen cavalry rode south and went along the river bank together. Who knew that the river was twisting and turning, but it went westward, which was the direction from which Yang Zaixing and others came.

"Array, ready for battle!"

The war horses he saw were exhausted, and the Pucha Shijia slave finally stopped.

He also has thousands of knights under him, as long as he defeats the pursuers of the Song army behind him, he may still escape death.

From a distance, the Song soldiers on the other side were about the same number as him. He didn't believe that the dignified Jurchen warriors were not as good as these cowardly Song people.

"General, reinforcements have arrived!"

As soon as Yang Zaixing arrived, the rumbling horses' hooves sounded in the north, and the cavalry of the Song army in the brigade slowly came from the north, covering the mountains and fields.

"Brother Niu Tong!"

Yang Zaixing shouted loudly. The knights behind him were also in good spirits.

"Brother Yang, I finally didn't miss it!"

Niu Tong shouted loudly on his horse, sweat on his forehead.

He and Dong Xian led the army, from Hejian Mansion by land and water, all the way, and finally caught up with this big battle.

Seeing the Jurchen cavalry by the river, Niu Tong perked up and shouted loudly: "Brother Yang, let's fight side by side, and destroy these thieves first!"

Seeing that he had been surrounded by the other party, Pucha Shijianu slowly drew out his long knife and commanded his subordinate knights to assemble into a formation to do this desperate fight.

"Warriors, crush this group of Song dogs, otherwise no one will want to go back!"

Pucha Shijianu shouted loudly, led his subordinates, and rushed forward without hesitation.

Deeply encircled, they had no choice but to defeat the Song army in front of them in order to escape.

Although the other party had more people than himself, Pucha Shi Jianu didn't pay attention to it. In terms of firearms, the Jurchen warriors may not be the opponents of the Song army, but he still has absolute confidence in this kung fu.

Both sides are struggling forward, everyone is fighting bravely, the two sides collide together in an instant, and the tragic battle begins.

Under some hedging, the landers are one by one, and it is the two heavens of life and death in an instant. Looking at the number of knights around, Pucha Shijianu couldn't help but be surprised. The impact of the cavalry of the other Song army was completely inferior to the Jurchen cavalry of his own side.

How did he know that his subordinates had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and the knights of the Song army were covered in steel armor and horse harness.

Morale is completely gone, the armor and armor are backward, how can the Jurchen cavalry formation withstand the impact of the other party! In addition, most of the other party is waiting for work. The mood of the two sides is completely different, and the fighting spirit of the other side is also stronger.

Under the hedging again and again, there are fewer and fewer Jurchen knights. Pucha Shijianu and the remaining hundreds of knights gathered in a formation, all of them pale.

Pucha Shijianu gasped for breath and roared loudly: "Song Gou, listen up, I am the master of the Dajin Kingdom, the warrior of the Jurchen Pucha Division. I want my neck,

You are worthy of it!"

"Where is my artillery?"

Yang Zaixing was furious and habitually shouted.

After years of conquest, even a fierce general with amazing force like Yang Zaixing has become accustomed to the assistance of firearms.

"General, the artillery didn't keep up, now we only have this."

The sergeant next to him took out the round earth-shattering thunder from his arms, which was also their standard equipment. However, in their opinion, to solve the Jurchen knights in front of them, they can completely do without firearms.

"Dismount them all and blow them up!"

With Niu Tong and them pressing on the side, Yang Zaixing is also fearless.

The Jurchen knight on the opposite side was puzzled, and he didn't know what happened when the Song Jun knight dismounted at this time.

The sergeants dismounted one after another, took out one by one earth-shaking thunderbolts, lit them, and smashed them straight towards the Jurchen cavalry array opposite.

The Jurchen knight was shocked and wanted to fight back, but the horned bow in his hand shot less than 50 paces. A burst of earth-shattering explosions rang out, and pillars of smoke rose up, completely enveloping the Jurchen knights.

"Brothers, destroy these shit!"

Niu Tong led the knights forward, and the remaining Jurchen knights were split off their horses one by one.

Wanyan Shi's slave was lucky enough to escape, but the war horse suffered and threw him off his horse.

Wanyan Shi's slave climbed up, his abdomen was covered with blood, and he scolded angrily at the Song army knights who came on horseback.

"You Song dogs, Lao Tzu is going to kill you. Burn down your houses, rob you of your gold, silver and jewels, and sleep all over ......"

Yang Zaixing couldn't bear it anymore, hit the horse, and the spear stabbed straight in, stabbing the neck of Pucha Shi's slave.

Blood splattered, and Pucha Shi's slave fell heavily to the ground, he grabbed Yang Zaixing's spear in his hand, and the words in his mouth could no longer be spoken.

"Go down and kowtow to the innocent people and confess your sins! Lao Tzu will take your dog head to receive the reward today!"

Yang Zaixing pulled out his spear, and Pucha Shi's slave's eyes widened, lying on the field, and soon there was no sound.

"Cut off the thief's head! Xianggong said, this is a generous gift, the reward of silver belongs to you, and the reward of land belongs to me!"

The guards were overjoyed and cheered together. One person stepped forward and viciously cut off the head of Pucha Shi's slave and held it high.

On the field north of the Daimyo's Mansion, there were Song troops chasing and killing the Jin soldiers. Especially the Song army of the Daimyo Mansion and the reinforced Song army together, the east and west sides of the two, the combination of foot and horse, encirclement and interception, merciless, the Jin soldiers who fled in a hurry were constantly caught up, cut over and stabbed to death.

The wounded battalion of the Jin soldiers was directly attacked by the infantry of the Song army. Some of the Jin soldiers' wounded had to resist stubbornly, but the red-eyed Song soldiers were stabbed to the ground one by one, letting out a terrible scream.

The other Song soldiers drove straight in, armed with guns and stabs, drenched in blood, screaming unconsciously, and the wounded barracks soon became a hell on earth.

Li Ruoxu came up and saw the tragic situation in front of him, and his eyes widened.

"Retribution is not happy, it is really retribution is not happy!"

He turned his head and saw the corpses of the Song people on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Xianggong, what should be done with the corpses of these people?"

Wang Song quietly looked ahead. On the field, the Song soldiers pursued everywhere, the Jin soldiers scattered and fled, and the battle had come to an end.

"The bodies of the people were gathered up and buried somewhere to be found. This account must be recorded on the thief's body, and it must be repaid by blood!"

The rumbling of artillery continued, and the earth-shattering sounds of fighting came and went.

In November of the first year of the Great Song Dynasty, the famous mansion of Hebei. The Jin army in the middle of the road invaded the Song Dynasty in the south, the Song and Jin sides in the north of the city of the Daimyo a fierce battle, the Jin army in the middle of the road lost more than 20,000 people, the commander Pucha Shijia slave awarded the head. The remnants of the Jin people will retreat to Hebei East Road, temporarily rest, and lie dormant.