Wan Yan Lou put his hand on the pergola, carefully looked at the Song army in front of him, in the middle of a tall black horse, a strong Song army general was covered in iron armor, and a thick iron spear hung on the horse. Song Jiang is not angry, murderous, and has a domineering momentum.

"Wang Song, what a thief!"

The two have faced each other in Tokyo City, but they have not been able to go head-to-head. Now as soon as he took a look, Wanyan Lou immediately recognized that this person was Wang Song, the commander of the Song People's Loyal and Righteous Army.

"Living girl, Daddy avenged you today!"

Wanyan Lou slowly pulled out the long knife, the country and the family hate, no matter what today, Wang Song must be taken.

Wanyan Lou was about to give the order to attack, but he saw a horse running out of the Song army, and the knight on the horse was flying with a flag flying behind him, and if there was no one beside the knight, he came all the way and stood at a distance of about ten steps from the Jurchen array.

The Jurchen generals were all furious, and the Song army was so arrogant, it was unbearable. Someone opened his bow and arrows, trying to shoot the Song knight under the horse, but was stopped by Wanyan Lou's room.

"Dutong, Song Dog is arrogant and domineering, he can be killed with an arrow, what nonsense to talk to him!"

"Tell less, put down your bow and arrows, don't you know that military law is strict?"

He hung his head in frustration, glared fiercely at the Song knight in front of him, and put down the horn bow in his hand.

Wan Yan Lou Room looked calm, looking at the Song Army knight in front of him, wanting to see what moths the other party could make.

The Song soldiers on the horse shouted loudly: "Is it Wanyan Lou's room that came?"

The Jurchen soldiers were in a commotion, and they all clamoured, and some people shouted loudly: "Who are you, you dare to call Dutong's name!" Aren't you afraid that I'll kill your dog with one arrow?"

Most of the Jurchen knights didn't know why, and they didn't know what Song Bing was talking about. After listening to the explanation of Jin Bing, who understood Chinese, he was also furious, and everyone was about to move, so he stepped forward to take down Song Bing and kill the killer.

"No one is allowed to move!"

Wanyan Lou Room stopped the restlessness of the surrounding soldiers, and said in a deep voice: "You are very rude, I am Wanyan Lou Room, but what do you want to do?"

Song Bing's face did not change, and he shouted loudly, and the Jurchen soldiers in front of the battle heard it clearly.

"Listen to Wanyan Lou's room, Wang Song, the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty Lianghe and Shaanxi Xuanfu, wants to compete with you face to face and fight to the death, do you dare?"

The soldiers on both sides in front of the battle were shocked, and even the soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army did not expect that Wang Song, who was in a high position and was the commander of the first army, would have a face-to-face confrontation with the Jurchen "God of War"!

The officers and men of the Loyal and Righteous Army all clamored and cheered. Even the senior generals in the army had excitement on their faces. Obviously, this kind of face-to-face duel can arouse the adrenaline of men even more.

Ma Kuo was the first to shout: "Wanyan Lou Room, do you dare?"

The soldiers of the Song army shouted together, in unison, and the sound entered the sky.

"Wanyan Lou Room, do you dare?"

Wan Yan Lou's face was pale, cloudy and uncertain.

He was going to take advantage of the fact that the loyal and righteous army had been fighting hard for half a day and had not rested to launch an attack, but who knew that the other party would have to fight with him alone as soon as he came up, and the three armies who were still making trouble knew it.

He looked at the angry faces of the soldiers around him, hesitated, and just wanted to give the order to attack, and then wait until he defeated the loyal army, when the voice of the Song soldiers on the opposite side came again.

"After Yan Lou's room, Wang Xianggong said, if you don't dare to fight, just kowtow to him three times on the ground, and this matter will be over!"

He couldn't bear it anymore, hit the horse forward, and an arrow shot out, hitting Song Bing's shoulder. Song Bing's body shook for a moment, but he didn't fall off his horse.

"If that's the case, you might as well go back to your plug!"

Song Bing's face was pale, but his expression was stubborn, his eyes were round with anger, and he said loudly and angrily, hoarse.

"Wanyan Lou room, if you don't dare to come up, please kowtow and admit your mistake! To fight or not to fight, just give a happy word!"

He pointed to the angry glaring Tyra, and scolded angrily:

"Thieves, gallless rats! Wait a minute, Ben will cut off your dog's head and tell the three armies!"

He was furious, laughed angrily, and said loudly:

"Fight again, Ben is going to cut off your dog's head!"

Song Bing nodded slightly, and shouted loudly: "Dog thief, let's see you on the battlefield later!"

The Jurchen generals were all full of anger, and Dong Cai and the other Han were dumbfounded. The Han people are so bloodthirsty and ferocious, they can really be worthy of being warriors.

Wan Yan Lou Room glared at the dazed Te Te Ra, and his heart was full of anger. The other party dug a pit, and with a simple agitation method, he jumped down.

He knew that the other party was using a conspiracy, but he had to take advantage of the situation. If he didn't fight today, the morale of the army was completely lost, and it was not yet known whether he would be able to win this battle quickly.

Wanyan Lou's room was a little horse-ridden, and the surrounding Jurchen generals were all excited, and the blood in Wanyan Lou's chest also began to burn, and the eventful years that dominated the world in the past were floating in front of him in an instant.

When it comes to force, he really hasn't served anyone after Yan Lou's room. Since Wang Song called for the battle, he killed him first, and the Song army had no leader, wouldn't it be self-defeating without a fight.

Wanyan Lou Room proudly erected his chest, beat his horse and slowly moved forward, raised his hand, and signaled to the army.

There was an earth-shattering roar in the Jurchen army, and tens of thousands of Jurchen knights brandished long knives and spears, roaring vigorously, and the mood of the army was also extremely excited.

Xu San came back from his horse, pulled out the arrow from his shoulder, and threw it on the ground. The military doctor hurriedly stepped forward to stop the bleeding and bandage.

"Xu San, is the wound in the way?"

Dong Ping stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Back to Xianggong, back to the deputy capital, protected by armor, without hurting bones, just rest and recuperate."

As soon as the military doctor's voice fell, Xu San answered nonchalantly: "Xianggong, deputy commander, whether it is a skin injury or a left arm, you don't have to worry." Wait a minute, the villain will go into battle and kill the thief who released the arrow to avenge this arrow!"

"Good brother! He is worthy of being a warrior of my loyal army, and he will be rewarded when he returns!"

Wang Song nodded, Xu San returned to the army array, triumphant, and everywhere he went, bursts of cheers rang out.

Yang Zaixing muttered: "Let this guy steal the limelight again!" If I go, I will be more majestic than him!"

Orizuki shook her head slightly. Such a strong middle and low-level general shows how difficult the loyal and righteous army is.

Wang Song looked at the restless Jurchen army on the opposite side and frowned slightly.

The reason why Wang Song came up with the idea of going head-to-head with Wanyan Lou was entirely because there was a precedent for this person in history.

According to historical records, in the eighth year of Tianhui (1130), Wu Jue, a famous general of the Northern Song Dynasty, led an army of 200,000 to resist Yan Lou's room in Wuhe. Wu Juesu came from a strong martial arts, and thought that Wanyan Lou was a brave martial artist, and he wanted to fight with Wan Yan Lou to bet on the two armies to win or lose, and Wan Yan Lou promised it.

Wu Jue fought with Wanyan Lou Room for 14 rounds, and he lost his strength, and the blade in his hand was almost shaken off, so he was defeated in a hurry. Wanyan Lou Room took advantage of the victory and broke the Song army.

Now compared with history, it is almost two years earlier, and Wanyan Lou Room is even more young and strong, Wang Song wants to fight him alone, and Wanyan Lou Room will naturally not refuse.

Ma Kuo was uneasy. Although Wang Song is fierce, Wanyan Lou Room grew up on horseback since he was a child, and the two of them rode to fight, and Wang Song seemed to have a natural disadvantage.

Niu Gao stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Xianggong, let the villain go first, if you don't support it, it's not too late for Xianggong to go up again."

Dong Ping's face was flushed, his eyes were hot, and he was obviously full of confidence in Wang Song's victory.

Zhi Yuezhi gently slapped the horse forward, and whispered in Wang Song's ear: "Xianggong, Wanyan Lou has a wide body and long arms, and his riding skills are exquisite, and he wants to attack his war horse. If it is a foot battle, I believe that Xiang Gong will definitely win!"

Wang Song laughed out loud, making Zhiyuezhi's face red and red.

"Sister, brothers, you also underestimate me Wang Song. Today, I, Wang Song, am going to be on this battlefield and let these fans know that my Han people also have heroes!"

Wang Song took off the iron spear, raised it high, and slowly beat his horse around the front of the formation, and all the troops shouted loudly together.

"Wang Xianggong, Wan Sheng!"

Zhi Yuezhi also couldn't help but follow the army, raised his blade, and shouted.

"Wang Xianggong, Wan Sheng!"

Seeing Wang Song coming out of the formation, Ma Kuan's face was solemn, he pulled Dong Ping next to him, and said sharply: "Hurry up and send the sergeant to Fuzhou, meet the face and ask for it, let him quickly send troops to rescue!"

Dong Ping nodded again and again, called the guards, and immediately went to Fuzhou for help.

Wang Song beat his horse and went forward, the people were tall and the horses were big, the dragon spirit and the tiger were fierce, like a killing god, the noisy Jin soldiers stopped the noise one after another, silent, and looked at the commander of the Song army who came slowly in front of the formation.

He wanted to raise the bow and arrow in his hand to sneak attack, but Wang Song's gaze swept over, and the coldness in it made him shudder.

"No one is allowed to sneak attack, otherwise military law will be involved!"

After Yan Lou came out of the horse, he was taken aback when he saw the black and thick iron spear in Wang Song's hand on the other side. This guy is nicknamed "Wang Iron Spear", and it is really amazing.

The two armies retreated one mile back, the two horses faced each other at close range, and immediately two of them, both of them were the commanders of the first army, one was holding a spear, the other was holding a long knife, both of them were like torches, their hearts were strong, and their fighting spirit was strong.

"Wanyan Lou Room, do you know why you have to win this battle today?"

Wang Song smiled indifferently on the horse, looking at the tall and arm-long Yan Lou room in front of him, ready to go.

"Wang Song, tell me, but why?"

Wanyan Lou's room had a bronze face with no waves, and his expression was very calm.

Wang Song shook his head and said: "In today's battle, the Jurchen army suffered heavy losses, and the Han Er fled all over the mountains. If you hadn't inflicted heavy losses on the Loyal Army today, would you still be the commander of this army when you returned? ”

Wan Yan Lou's eyelids jumped, and he coldly reprimanded: "I have tens of thousands of male troops, and I am afraid of you tired soldiers." As long as I can leave you behind today and solve the trouble of my Dajin's henchmen, this battle will be worth it!"

Wang Song shook his head and said with a smile: "Actually, you are already wrong. You shouldn't have to do this senseless duel with me here for the sake of your own face. Our army is already exhausted after half a day of fighting, and if you go straight in, the possibility of victory will be greatly increased. Now, I don't know how many girls and true warriors you are going to die!"

He sat up straight and said proudly, "Are you sure that you are my opponent?"

"Kill you Wang Song, and the Song army will be defeated without a fight!"

Wan Yan Lou's face remained unchanged, and he said loudly: "You guy, if you want to fight, you will fight, what are you doing with these bird words!" The Jurchen warriors of my Dajin Kingdom, the iron-blooded men who came out of the white mountains and black waters, how can they be afraid of you, a dog-like Song people!"

Wang Song shook his head lightly and sneered: "In addition to saying big things, what else can you do!" Your son's dog head is not known to be in that wild dog kennel in the mountains. You don't want to look for it?"

Wanyan Lou was furious, raised his long knife, beat his horse and galloped towards Wang Song, shouting: "Wang Song, I will come to take your dog's life now and avenge my son!" ”

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents, pigs and dogs are not as good as beasts!"

Wang Song also slapped his horse forward, and said loudly: "How many Great Song Dynasty people your son has killed, the crime deserves death, and the beast is not as good!" Today I will send you to the underworld to see your son, so that you may be reunited with your father and son, and you will do less evil in the world!"

The sergeants on both sides, each with their necks stretched and their eyes wide open, looked towards the place where the two were fighting.

"Don't look at it all, drink water and eat quickly, and nourish your spirits. Remember, don't overeat, there will be a fierce battle later!"

Dong Ping admonished the soldiers, raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Fuzhou City, his heart was up and down, and he was uneasy.