Another Song woman suddenly stepped forward and dragged Jin Bing's arm with a knife, and another Song woman grabbed the stone on the ground just now and smashed it on Jin Bing's head.

The rebels shot successfully, took advantage of the Jin Bing's head, drew out his spear, and stabbed it out again, hitting the Jin Bing's throat.

Blood splattered, and the spears of the rebels peeked out from behind the necks of the golden soldiers.

Jin Bing's corpse fell down with a "bang", and the Song woman picked up the stone and kept smashing Jin Bing's head until the flesh and blood were blurred, and then she collapsed to the ground softly, covering her face with her hands, and cried bitterly.

A Jurchen warrior's mace smashed down, Xu Hu rolled to dodge, and the mace smashed the ground, splashing earth and stones. The warriors attacked continuously, but they were all dodged by Xu Hu.

Xu Hu rolled over, went around the back of the Jurchen warrior, and stabbed it fiercely, and the Jurchen warrior's leg was hit, which was deep to the bone.

The warrior endured the pain and knelt on the ground, Xu Hu went up, hugged the Jurchen soldier tightly, and slit his throat from behind.

A shot was stabbed, and the Jurchen knights who were howling in pain on the ground suddenly stopped shouting, and the pain caused by the earth-shaking thunder was gone.

Li Yanxian's sweat was raining, and he had just taken a few breaths when a Jurchen officer wielded a long knife and slashed two volunteers one after another and rushed towards him. Thinking about it, this Jurchen officer also understands that Li Yanxian is the leader of this group of Song people, and as long as Li Yanxian is solved, they will have the possibility of survival or turning defeat into victory.

"In teams of three, form a formation against the enemy!"

Li Yanxian picked up the spear and shouted, Zhu Tian and another volunteer soldier held a spear and stood in a row with Li Yanxian, and saw the Jurchen officer on the opposite side running over, the three of them glanced at each other, and the spear in their hands stabbed out together.

Killing the enemy against and not taking advantage of the numerical advantage is definitely a fool's doing. The purpose of war is to destroy the other side, not to achieve individual heroism.

The Jurchen officer scolded and scolded in his mouth, as if he was saying that Li Yanxian and others behaved despicably. Seeing that the opponent's three spears were stabbed, he hurriedly covered them up.

Among the three people, Zhu Tian and the other are veterans, and Li Yanxian is a master of martial arts since childhood. The three of them attacked together, and even if the Jurchen officers were the best warriors in the tribe, they couldn't resist a few times.

In a few moves, the Jurchen officer had already been hit in the leg, and then Li Yanxian's spear stabbed out, the Jurchen officer couldn't resist it, and he was shot in the face, and blood burst out, and then his throat was hit by Zhu Tian again.

There was no blood in his chest, and the whole person fell heavily, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Ignorant fool!"

Li Yanxian glanced coldly at the other party's corpse and turned his gaze to the battlefield.

Under the arrogant battle, the rebels already had a great advantage, and often several volunteers attacked around a golden soldier. The spears of the rebels were stacked in turn, and the golden soldiers were difficult to resist, and they fell to the ground screaming one after another, and there were fewer and fewer golden soldiers on the field.

Several Jurchen officers in heavy armor wanted to flee into the mountains, but the armor was too heavy. They took off their armor as they ran, trying to quickly escape the bloody, corpse-strewn Shura field.

As soon as Zhu Tian gave the order, dozens of volunteers threw out at the same time with short guns, and the fleeing Jurchen officers fell to the ground one after another, and none of them were able to escape.

The scene gradually quieted down, and many of the rebels were exhausted, sitting on the ground and unable to get up again. Several of the seriously wounded were drowsy, and it seemed that they were already more than lucky. The military doctor rushed up and applied medicine and bandaged the wounded.

A wounded man clutched the wound on his shoulder, and the pain was terrible. He grinned and said to the military doctor: "Military doctor, you just tie it up for me, don't use alcohol, don't care if it's clean or not, I'm dying of pain!"

The military doctor took off his mask, glared at the wounded, and said coldly: "Just endure the pain!" The big officials have explained that the wound is no trivial matter, everything must be done according to the regulations, otherwise it is a violation of military regulations! ”

The wounded immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to say a word of no more.

The doctor carefully washed his hands, wiped the alcohol, and poured distilled soju on the wounded's arm, and the wounded screamed so much that he almost fainted in pain.

"Bear with me, it'll be fine right away!"

The medic quickly picked up the needle that had been wiped with alcohol and sewed it up. After the stitching was completed, he took out a roll of white cloth and carefully bandaged the wounded.

Finally finished, the military doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said: "It's no big deal, go back and recuperate, in less than a month, you can go to the battlefield alive again." I don't want to rub alcohol, you don't want this arm anymore, or you don't want to die! ”

These sterilization and sterilization methods, which are familiar to later generations and are known to all ages, are the first in this era. On the battlefield, the soldiers mainly suffer from external injuries, as long as the injuries are not fatal, through surgical disinfection and nursing, they can basically be saved.

Li Yanxian also shook his head with emotion, he really couldn't think of what was hidden in Wang Song's head, these small things with sesame seeds, he also did everything in detail, and arranged them properly.

It seems that the 80 or 90 people who were slightly injured in the army today will be able to go to the battlefield again after recuperating for 10 days and half a month. If it were left in the past, most of these people would have to die.

Turning his eyes to those seriously injured rebels, Li Yanxian shook his head gently, these seriously injured brothers, I'm afraid they can only resign themselves to fate.

In today's battle, the Jurchens lost more than 100 people in their front camp by virtue of less than 100 people without war horses. I don't know how the big officials want to criticize themselves?

The captives came to see them, and all of them had tears on their faces. Seeing Li Yanxian coming over to comfort him warmly, everyone knelt down and kowtowed, crying and crying.

Li Yanxian hurriedly asked the people to pick up and asked, "Fellow villagers, you are all from the clan there, why were you taken captive by Fanzi?"

A middle-aged man in his forties was helped up by the sergeants, his face was full of tears, and he cried: "Master Jun, the villain is Jiexiu, Fanzi captured Taiyuan and arrived in Jiexiu again." After Fanzi broke the city, the villain and others were plundered by the captives, and they were rescued by the general, and the villain thanked the general for saving his life!"

Li Yanxian's heart trembled, and he lost his voice: "What are you talking about, Taiyuan City has fallen?"

A woman responded: "General, the slave family lives outside the city of Taiyuan Mansion. The thieves had already broken through Taiyuan City a few days ago. I heard that after the city was broken, General Wang and General Wang Xiao were both killed, and Zhang Xianggong's whereabouts are unknown. Now the thieves are killing and looting property in the city, and Taiyuan City has become a ruin!"

The people wept bitterly, and Li Yanxian also looked up to the sky and roared, and two lines of hot tears flowed down his face.

He said sadly: "Taiyuan City, after all, it is still lost!" Fan thief, I am inseparable from you! ”

The soldiers were all saddened. Suddenly, a palm was on his shoulder, Li Yanxian was startled, turned his head and saw that Wang Song had walked down at some point.

"The thieves have ravaged Taiyuan City, this revenge is not shared, one day, we will take it back!"

Wang Song patted Li Yanxian on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "The thief is tyrannical, even worse than the tiger wolf. You and my brother must remain useful and fight the gold thief to the end!"

Li Yanxian clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you for the explanation!"

"You go out, chase and kill the fleeing Han'er foot soldiers, these people have done all the bad things, and it is not a pity to die!"

Wang Song passed down the military order, and Dong Ping took the cavalry and chased him out.

"Fold the little lady, you heard it too."

Wang Song said to Zhiyuexiu next to him: "Now Taiyuan City has been captured by the Jurchens, Chief Wang's father and son were killed in battle, and the whereabouts of Governor Zhang's mansion are unknown. If it is as expected, he is already in the hands of the Jurchens, but there should be no danger of his life!"

According to his understanding of history, Zhang Xiaochun, the prefect of Taiyuan, was captured by the Jurchens and was not killed, and later served as the prime minister of the puppet Qi regime.

Zheyuexiu was sad, and she couldn't imagine that it would be empty in the end

She looked sad, nodded and said, "The matter has come to this, General Wang can make his own decisions, and he doesn't need to go to Taiyuan again." Thank you, General!"

Wang Song shook his head. Zhi Yuexiu's expression was gloomy, I saw pity, but in front of the public, he had no way to comfort the other party.

"Brother Li, let's talk about the battle situation."

Wang Song was helpless and quickly turned the topic to the other side.

"Great official, our side is at war with Fanzi. Killed 363 gold thieves, captured 163 war horses, 313 pairs of armor, including 120 pairs of heavy armor, 180 pairs of light armor, more than 3,000 taels of gold and silver, and countless swords, guns and weapons. And then there are seven carts in front of you, all of which are grain!"

Wang Song nodded and said, "What about the casualties of the brothers?"

"Daguanren, our army lost 82 people killed in the battle, 17 were seriously wounded, 88 were slightly wounded, and a total of 145 people withdrew from the battlefield. If you make decisions without authorization, the command is unfavorable, and you will ask the officials to punish you!"

"You command well, what a crime! Be flexible on the battlefield, so that there may be fewer dead and wounded brothers!"

Wang Song pointed to the battlefield in front of him and said, "The earth-shaking thunder is our sharp weapon, maybe it can be attacked twice." After the first attack is completed, then use a short gun, and when the Jurchens panic and gather in a heap, they will attack again with earth-shattering thunder, and then concentrate the superior forces, maybe it is better!"

Li Yanxian was convinced: "The teachings of the great officials are remembered in my heart!"

Wang Song looked at the grain in front of him and wondered: "Brother Li, ...... these people and grain?"

The middle-aged man just now walked out and replied: "General, these grains were all scavenged by Fanzi nearby, and I heard that they were transported to Huangyuling. There should also be a military force there. ”

Wang Song's heart was shocked, his eyes swept to the vast mountains in the distance, and he said to himself: "Huangyuling ......"

Zheyuexiu bowed solemnly and said: "Great official, now that Taiyuan has fallen, with our army of less than 5,000 righteous troops and 500 cavalry, going forward this time is tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth." It is better for the big officials to return to the division and train the soldiers, so as to be useful, or they can be useful. ”

Wang Song's heart was shocked, remembering the shame of Jingkang in history, maybe he should really retire from the army, lie down and taste courage, and accumulate strength.

"Taiyuan City is indeed impossible to go!"

Wang Song nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The Jin people have captured Taiyuan City, I am afraid that they will attack from both sides, deal with the small Xianggong, capture Jingcheng, and open up Hedong and Hebei." I don't feel at ease in my heart, no matter what, I should go and find out what is true. ”

Zheyuexiu's heart was hot. Unexpectedly, this Wang Song seems to be a bit of a scoundrel, but he has a passionate heart that worries about the country and the people.