The man led by him was taken aback, he walked forward quickly, came to Wang Song's side, and saw Wang Song lying motionless on the ground, and his body trembled.

The man knelt down, his eyes were slightly red, and he said in a low voice: "Xianggong, I'm Liang Xing, I and the Zhao family's sister have rescued you, can you talk?"

Wang Song was still motionless, Zhao Ruolan knelt beside Wang Song, covered his face, and tears flowed for a long time.

Liang Xing's face was as dead as ashes, he reached out to uncover Wang Song's breastplate, and put his hand trembling on his heart, feeling that there seemed to be a heartbeat.

He turned his head abruptly and shouted, "Thank you, Divine Doctor, where are you dead, don't you hurry up!"

"Brother Xing, the old man is here, and he is not dead yet!"

A lewd and ugly middle-aged man squeezed through the crowd and ran over, his face full of uncertainty.

"It's serious, you old man hurry up and take a look! This is Wang Xianggong, the life-saving benefactor of Hedong's fathers, you must take a closer look!"

Liang Xing's tears fell, and his face was covered with sweat.

Zhao Ruolan wiped a handful of tears, raised his head suspiciously, and asked softly, "Big brother, is there still any salvation for Xianggong Wang?"

Liang Xing said impatiently: "Don't ask, how does the eldest brother know!" We'll find out later!"

Everyone hurriedly lit the torches, and Doctor Xie knew that human life was at stake, so he didn't take care of it, so he quickly squatted down and carefully checked the injuries on Wang Song's body.

"There are many auspicious and unlucky, I'm afraid I can't return to the sky! Wang Xianggong has a strong body and has practiced martial arts for many years, so he relies on this blood and qi to support! I can only do my best, whether I live or die depends on the luck of the prince!"

After a while, Doctor Xie stood up and shook his head and said.

"Xie Laodao, you are a tasteless Jianghu Langzhong, can you do it?"

Zhao Ruolan sobbed, tears flowed down again, and "popped" fell on Wang Song's chest, instantly wetting a piece.

"Ruolan, don't mess around! Doctor Xie is a master with real materials, not a man in the rivers and lakes!"

Liang Xing said on the side, and his heart was also up and down.

"The Tai Doctor Department of the Great Song Dynasty's family, the old man is reluctant to go! Little lady Zhao, don't worry, the old man will definitely do his best. However, Wang Xianggong has run out of oil, I'm afraid only the gods can save him!"

"Brother Liang, this is your subordinate!"

Niu Gao looked at the "Song Army" who came to the rescue in front of him, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and widen his eyes.

It's not so much that these people are reinforcements, but that this is a group of outcasts. Except for the hundreds of war horses and knights who were real, the rest were just a group of people armed with swords and guns, pretending to be, but in the dark night, they couldn't see clearly, but they scared away thousands of gold elites.

Fortunately, the Jurchens withdrew, or it was a bloody massacre. Niu Gao shook his head, this brother of the Loyalty Society is really big-hearted.

Liang Xing hung his head and pointed to hundreds of knights and said, "Brother Niu, these are all my brothers of the Loyal and Righteous Society, and they can be regarded as the righteous army under Wang Xianggong." The others are the people who were harmed by the Jurchens, and when I heard that the prince was in trouble, I crossed the Yellow River overnight and gathered the people all the way, but who knew that it was still a step too late!"

"But you only have two or three thousand men, how do you look like you have thousands of troops?"

A sergeant asked, puzzled.

"This is all the idea of the Zhao family's sister!"

Liang Xing said gloomily: "Everyone carries a long stick and a few more torches tied to it, in the dark night, from a distance, isn't it thousands of troops!" This battle between Song and Jin is known to the world, and I waited until I knew that there were many people in Fanzi, so I rushed to the rescue overnight!"

He said listlessly: "What's the use of talking about this now! Wang Xianggong has already returned to heaven, and he is always one step too late!"

In the darkness, two horses came running from afar, and the knight on the horse was wearing a longbow, carrying arrows on his shoulder, and his face was the color of wind and dust.

When they arrived, the two immediately clasped their fists and said, "Brothers, we are the subordinates of Fugu Zhixianggong. When he heard that Wang Xianggong and the Jurchens were in a fierce battle, and the Jurchens were defeated, he specially invited Wang Xianggong to enter Fugu City to rest. ”

"That's when I found out that I came, what did I do in the morning!"

"I can't wait thousands of miles to rescue Lin Mansion, but you are hiding in the city and watching from the wall, you are really wolf-hearted, ruthless and unjust!"

"Wang Xianggong has died in battle, you are happy, next time we will see who will come to save you!"

"Of the fifteen thousand people in our army, only these five or six hundred remained, and the rest were all killed! If you come to the rescue, you can save at least a few thousand brothers!"

"Get out of here, stay here and do something! You are the one who harmed the life of the prince!"

There was a wave of embarrassment on the faces of the two knights.

Ma Kuo squeezed away the crowd and stood up and said to the knight: "General Zheyuezhi unfortunately died in battle, and please bring her body back so that she can be buried!"

The knight nodded, picked up the war horse carrying the corpse of Orizukishiba, and took his leave.

Niu Gao and Ma Kuo sat down by the fire, and the two were silent for a long time before Ma Kuo spoke:

"Brother Niu, in today's battle, more than 15,000 people in each battalion of the whole army were basically killed. Dong Ping, the commander of the rear army, Yang Jin, the commander of the former army, Xu Hu, the commander of the Youyi army, and Li Xiaochun, the commander of the artillery battalion, died in battle, and most of the officers of all armies were also killed. ”

The situation of the Chinese army is still unknown, but until now, Zhang Heng has not sent anyone to support, and the pressure is too great, and there is no way to divide troops to rescue.

"These hundreds of people are the bloodline and backbone of the loyal and righteous army, I will take half of them away, and the rest will return to Taiyuan."

Ma Kuo's tone was low, and he said blankly: "Now, only you and I are the backbone of the army, where to go, you and my brother have to make an idea!"

Niu Gao was taken aback, isn't the loyal army going to fall apart?

He raised his head and hesitated: "Ma Xuanzan is worried about the court and the official family. Xianggong led the troops into Shaanxi, but did not get the will of the imperial court. The prince left Taiyuan, and the prince and the courtiers had already begun to enter the loyal army. But if our army annihilated the main force of the Jurchen West and rescued the Jinning Army, Linzhou, and Fuzhou, could it be said that the imperial court and officials would still blame it? ”

Ma Kuo nodded and said: "Brother Niu, you are not in the court, I don't know that the hundred officials in this court have their own ghosts, and the court is deceitful and the situation is changing." Our dynasty has always used literature to control the military, and the prince now has tens of thousands of loyal and righteous soldiers, do you think, this court and the official family, the hundred officials in the court, can they feel at ease? ”

He raised his head and said softly: "Ma Zhi has done his best for the Great Song Dynasty, and he is loyal, and he is still given to die; Zhang Jue was loyal to vote, but was cut off by the Song Dynasty and sent Jinren; There are constant party disputes in the court, civil officials are selfish and public, and martial artists are unrestrained, you say, how difficult it is for a loyal and courageous person like Xianggong to be in this troubled water! ”

Niu Gao had a great headache, shook his head and said: "Niu knows that Xianggong has just given these scholars an excuse to lose his troops this time. Even if the prime minister does not die, he will lose his military power. Ma Xuanzan, what should you do?"

Ma Kuo praised in a deep voice: "What Brother Niu said is good, I'm afraid that Xianggong will not be able to escape!" As I said just now, I want to take the remaining half of my brothers to lurk in Luliang Mountain first, and then raise the banner of resistance to Jin. Li Cheng and Wu'an both have our brothers, and we will act when the opportunity comes!"

Niu Gao was startled, raised his head and said, "Ma Xuanzan means to let Niu go back alone, but how to recover his life?"

"Tomorrow, Brother Niu will go to Zhenchuan Fort to join Brother Zhang Heng, and return to Taiyuan with the baggage camp of the two brothers Zhai. After Yan Lou's room, he lost his troops this time, suffered heavy casualties, and will definitely withdraw his troops outside the pass. Brother Niu doesn't need to worry about the harassment of the Jin people!"

Ma Kuo shook his head and said, his eyes firm.

At that time, the attitude of the imperial court towards Xianggong will be clear at a glance. The Loyal and Righteous Army was founded by Xiang Gong, and it must not be collapsed! ”

Ma Kuo's words were not finished, but Niu Gao already understood, he looked at the gradually brightening sky, hugged his fists and said: "Ma Xuanzan can rest assured, Niu will definitely act when he sees the opportunity."

At dawn, an earth-shattering cry suddenly sounded around Wang Song's military tent, and all the people around him were stunned, and then many people fell to their knees and cried bitterly.

In the crowd of ordinary people, a young soldier was taken aback, went up and grabbed a weeping young sergeant, and said in a trembling voice: "This brother, what happened to make the six armies cry?"

The young sergeant endured his grief, but tears fell like broken beads, and he choked up: "The prince is ...... It's heavenly!"

The young man was struck by lightning, and his body froze there, and the old man next to him asked anxiously: "Virtuous son-in-law, tell me quickly, is it true that Wang Xianggong is really injured?"

The young man was stunned, and muttered, "Lord Taishan, Wang Xianggong...... Xianyou!"

The old man's legs weakened, and he fell straight to the ground, and two lines of cloudy tears flowed silently.

The young man suddenly spread his hands, stretched out his hands to the sky, and shouted to the sky: "The heroic soul has fallen, and all people mourn together." Sad songs can be used as weeping, distant looks can be angelica, mountains and rivers weeping, long songs should be crying, Wang Xianggong, the soul returns, the soul returns! ”

The people fell to their knees and wept bitterly, and the cry was heard far away. When the two knights heard the cry, they looked at each other, shook their heads secretly, and walked away.

Niu Gao's chest was stuffy, the golden flowers in front of him were bursting, he couldn't speak for a long time, and two lines of turbid tears poured down, wetting the clothes on his chest.

The raging fire rose, and with the help of the people, the bodies of all the fallen soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army were cremated, and the ashes were collected and transported to Hedong.

Ma Kuo and Niu Gao parted ways, Ma Kuo and the others went with the people of the Zhongyi Society, and Niu Gao met Zhai Er and others who came to support and heard the news on the way. Niu Gao and Zhang Heng led the remnants of more than 3,000 people from the Chinese army and the baggage battalion to return directly to Taiyuan Mansion.

At the Shagujin ferry, Wanyan Lou led the remnants of the defeated army to retreat to the Yellow River, and everyone got on the boat and retreated to the east of the Yellow River.

Wanyan Lou Room stood on the boat and looked west, as if it was about to penetrate the reckless Loess Plateau. There was always a trace of regret in his heart, failing to kill Wang Song with his own hands seemed to bring endless disasters to the Dajin Kingdom.

It was nearly dusk, the snow was falling, and on a loess plateau in Fugu, a young woman in black sat on a horse and looked south speechlessly, and the snowflakes soon covered her whole body.

In the depths of the reckless hills in the distance, there seemed to be a distant and high-pitched trumpet:

Sister, you boldly go forward

Go ahead

Don't look back,,,,,,,,,,,

On December 25, the third year of Jingkang of the Great Song Dynasty, Wang Song, the Privy Council, Lianghe, and Shaanxi Xuanfu envoys, led 15,000 people to encounter the main force of the Jin people fifty miles south of Fuzhou City, and the Jin people suffered heavy casualties, only more than 2,000 of the 20,000 Jurchen elites remained, more than 14,000 Han people were annihilated, and more than 32,000 Jin people were annihilated by the loyal army.

The Loyal and Righteous Army was almost all killed from Wang Song, the commander of the army, the commander of the army, the deputy commander, and the chief commander at all levels, leaving only a few hundred people to return to Taiyuan Mansion. Wang Song's bones are gone.

The loyal and righteous army annihilated more than 24,000 Jurchen cavalry from the three prefectures outside the river, the Jinning army, Zhenchuan Fort, and Yangjiagou, and the most elite Lou room army of the Jurchens was almost completely lost; Annihilated more than 20,000 Han people, and a total of more than 44,000 Jin people. The Jinren West Route Army lost half of its losses and reluctantly withdrew from the three states outside the river and in Shaanxi.

The mountains and rivers wept, the long song cried, the news of Wang Song's death came, and the people of the Great Song Dynasty wept and every household mourned. Wang Song's legacy is still strong, the people of the state do not forget, and the people have painted his appearance and worshipped, ten rooms and nine.

The court was shocked and in an uproar. The official family of the Great Song Dynasty issued an order to posthumously present Wang Song as the king of Jin, the prince and the prince, and the privy council, and his nickname was "Wu Mu".