"Enter the camp!"

The army followed, there were countless figures in the dark night, and Zhao Yuanlong gave an order softly.

Wooden ladders were erected in the trenches, and the Song soldiers tiptoed across the trenches and began to dig fences so that the army could break through.

The Jurchens were stronger than field warfare, and tactics were stronger than offense and less defense. Fences and ditches like this enclosure are also so-so, and they are not deeply rooted.

This is also related to the topography of Linwei Town, which is close to the water and is a low-lying land. The sappers dug down with pickaxes, and it was all muddy water, and the fence was erected and wobbly. It may be that the golden soldiers are temporarily stationed, which saves trouble, and the fence is also extremely simple.

A group of patrolling golden soldiers passed by, and when they saw a figure shaking by the fence, the leading golden soldiers shouted loudly.

"Do it!"

When the matter was revealed, Zhao Yuanlong stood up suddenly, opened his bow and arrows, and shot out with a "whoosh".

The soldiers rained down arrows together, the patrolling golden soldiers fell to the ground with screams, and the survivors immediately knocked on the fight, and the piercing sound of Jin Ge resounded through the night.

The Song soldiers worked together, and a large crumbling fence was overturned in an instant, and a huge gap immediately appeared, and countless Song soldiers crossed the trench and poured into the camp.

The piercing sound of fighting sounded, alarming the entire Jin Soldier camp, and countless Jin soldiers who were awakened poured out of the tent.

"Shoot!"

The officers shouted angrily, the archers stretched out their bows and arrows, countless arrows whistled, and hundreds of golden soldiers were shot down one after another as soon as they got out of the barracks.

"Bomb dropping!"

The grenadiers swarmed up, and countless earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown into the tents.

"Pass! Pass!"

Countless pillars of smoke rose up, countless tents were blown down and collapsed, and screams came one after another, and the western camp was shrouded in smoke and dust.

Countless pikemen poured in, stabbing at sight, and rushed forward, and a large number of golden soldiers fell to the ground in panic, blood and corpses everywhere.

"What's going on outside, are the southerners coming to steal the camp?"

The earth-shattering shout came, and Wan Yanshe couldn't help but be stunned, he put down the short knife in his hand to cut meat, and stopped eating and drinking.

The Song women in the tent looked frightened, all hugging each other, huddled in a corner of the tent, trembling, and did not dare to make a sound.

"General, the southerners steal the camp, and they are overwhelming, like ......"

Before Jin Bing's words fell, thunderous loud noises came and went, and the Song army who came to steal the camp seemed to be ferocious.

"Panic, what is Song Gou!"

Wanyan also put his horse neatly clothed, picked up a long knife, and stepped out of the camp.

"Let's go, go see this group of cowardly Song dogs!"

The entire cavalry camp was in flames, and countless Song soldiers and locusts poured in, stabbing and throwing everywhere, as if no one was in a no-man's land.

The explosions of "Tongtong" came and went, the tents collapsed one by one, and the western camp fell into a state of fire. Countless Jurchen warriors fled in panic, like lost dogs, panicked and at a loss.

"Song Dog's earth-shattering thunder, why is it so powerful?"

Watching the chickens and dogs jumping in the West Daying, the golden soldiers rushed to the wolves, and Wanyan couldn't help but sweat and was dumbfounded.

The earth-shattering thunder emitting white smoke fell from west to east, straight into the camp tents everywhere, and in the explosion, the camp tents were torn apart, and the golden soldiers and ghosts cried wolves, fleeing in all directions, and the camp was in a mess.

"Great King, this is afraid that Song Wangsong's loyal and righteous army, only they have so many earth-shattering thunders."

The accompanying Wu Limu was well-informed, and he had just attacked Xu Qing's front army, and he could see the Song army in front of him at a glance.

"It turned out that Wang Song's loyal army had arrived! Our scouts must have been poisoned! ”

Wan Yan She's also taken aback, suddenly widened his eyes, and looked forward intently.

Suddenly, in the obscure western camp, the horn sounded, and a Jurchen cavalry formation of three or four hundred people gathered rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards the Song army.

The Jurchen cavalry has complete armor and horse harness, superb riding skills, a gallop up, frequent longbows, swords and lights, and constantly the Song army is shot over, knocked to the ground, and the Song army has a tendency to collapse.

"Bomb drop! Archery! Formation!"

Seeing the Jurchen cavalry coming, the Song army fled in panic and collapsed, and the commander of the A battalion, Fang Dahong, couldn't help but be angry and shouted loudly.

Let these fools command, it's no wonder that he doesn't get pissed off. One by one, they are stupid, they have no discipline and battle formation, and they are crushed by the other party, I really don't know how they became officers.

Dozens of veterans rounded their arms and threw out the ignited earth-shattering thunders one by one, and the grenadiers behind hurriedly followed suit and followed suit.

Fang Dahong stepped forward, snatched the order flag from the stunned flag officer's hand, and held it high.

"Pikemen, formation!"

There was a sound of the sky falling and the earth cracking, the Jurchen cavalry was blown off their horses one by one, the impact was slowed down, the Song Junyu arrows were fired together, the Jin soldiers were killed and wounded countless times, and the knights on the horses instantly thinned out.

"Formation, thorn!"

Fang Dahong roared loudly, the officers took the lead, the pikemen marched forward in formation, and the Jurchen knights on the horse were stabbed off their horses one by one.

"Kill!"

The pikemen of the Song army shouted loudly, their steps were neat, and they moved forward all the way, like a wall, and they were unstoppable.

"Kill Song Dog!"

Without a war horse, the leading Jin soldier officer was red-eyed, brandished a long knife, and rushed out first. Countless golden soldiers followed him, roaring forward.

The two sides collided together, and in an instant they fell to the ground, with stumps and broken legs everywhere, blood everywhere, corpses everywhere, and wounded people crying and screaming everywhere.

The golden soldiers have long-lasting endurance and extreme perseverance, the training of the loyal and righteous soldiers is harsh, the military discipline is strict, the two sides come and go, the knives are merciless, and the blood of the guns is spilled.

Seeing his comrades wailing and falling down from time to time, Zhao Yuanlong couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The golden soldiers are fierce, fighting to the death and not retreating, they are all born out of the white water black mountain. The Song soldiers, who also fought fiercely and did not retreat, were pale and silent, but they just stabbed out the spears in their hands and took them back, and then stabbed them out again.

Half a year ago, these Song soldiers were just farmers in the countryside and hunters in the mountains, but now, they have become silent and calm killers.

If there were no middle and low-level officers like Fang Dahong in the army to charge into battle and boost morale, the Song army would probably have collapsed.

"Don't panic, work in groups of three, sword and shield hands to support the formation!"

Fang Dahong shouted loudly and secretly wiped a handful of sweat. Compared with the defeat in the first battle, the Song army has obviously matured a lot.

As the battle deepened, the golden soldiers who had been hit hard by the earth-shattering thunder and feather arrows became more and more frightened, but they could not leave the battlefield.

"Zhao Dutou, how is the battle situation ahead?"

Zhao Yuanlong looked back, and it turned out that Chen Guang had caught up.

"Chen commanded, the Jurchen cavalry has been completely annihilated, and the brothers have suffered heavy casualties."

Chen Guang breathed a sigh of relief, the cavalry is the main force of the Jin soldiers, and if the Jurchen cavalry is destroyed, the Jin soldiers will be greatly injured, and this vicious battle is already evenly matched.

"Protect the West Battalion, don't let the war horses inside be scattered!"

There are thousands of war horses in the western camp, and the first cavalry of the Hebei Zhongyi Army can rely on them.

Zhao Yunlong shook his head secretly. This Chen commander only cares about the war horse, regardless of the life and death of the soldiers, which is really a bit chilling.

In the middle of the battlefield, the archers of the Song soldiers took turns shooting arrows, the grenadiers bombed indiscriminately, and the pikemen drove straight into the field under the cover of the archers and grenadiers.

Wan Yan was also dumbfounded. It seemed like a big victory, but the victory went to the other side.

Looking at the Song soldiers who were coming, Wan Yan set up a horse and slowly pulled out his knife and shouted loudly: "Kill Song Dog, take back the West Battalion, and avenge the warriors!"

The golden soldiers of the Eastern Battalion had hideous faces and shouted wildly, they were armed with sharp blades and iron armor, and they were obviously well-trained.

The Song military was upright and silent, like a ghost in the night, and the silence was terrifying.

At a distance of fifty or sixty paces, the two sides have not yet made contact, and they are already whistling with feathered arrows, covering the sky and the sun, and the sound of "whooshing" is endless, and in the positions of both sides, there is an endless stream of people who have fallen down.

In just one round of feather arrows, each side has already suffered hundreds of casualties.

The two sides finally made contact, and the screams and the sound of knives and guns entering the body sounded one after another, and the brutal white-knuckle battle began.

Wan Yan Shema was secretly surprised that the Song soldiers did not retreat from the battle, which was an extremely rare thing since the Jin people went south.

"Thorn!"

Accompanied by the roars of the Song army officers, the spears in the hands of the pikemen pierced out from time to time. Once someone in the formation is killed or injured and falls, the Song soldiers behind will immediately make up for it to keep the queue intact. In the great array of the Song army, many Song army officers took the lead and were fierce and difficult, no wonder the Song soldiers were so fierce.

The military discipline of the Jin soldiers was cruel, and no one dared to retreat without military orders. But fighting against a cold-blooded killing machine like the Song Army, everyone in the Jin soldiers was chilled, and the next time they were killed or injured, it was very likely that they would be themselves.

What's even more annoying is that often when a certain unit of the Jin soldiers has the upper hand, the opponent's earth-shattering thunder will suddenly appear, and the damage caused will make the Jin soldiers' scalps numb and terrified.

The Jin soldiers who were blown up were all blurred in flesh and blood, with incomplete limbs, and even ruptured internal organs, and a broken stomach, which made people's hearts tremble, for fear that the explosion would fall on them next time.

Seeing the annihilation of the entire camp in the west, Wan Yan also had a fierce gaze, which made people shudder.

"Song Dog is two or three thousand people, and today we will slaughter them all to avenge the dead warriors!"

He shouted loudly: "Pass the order, order the soldiers of each battalion to attack with all their strength, and those who retreat will be killed!"

After Yan set the Ma military order, Jin Bing stepped forward hard. , the Song army's battle line was tight, and the battle became fierce again.

When the battle came to this point, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and neither of them wanted to withdraw in advance.

The drums and horns are thrilling. One by one, the Jurchen heads of thousands of households and hundreds of heads were carried down in blood, wails and moans continued to sound, and the wounded soldiers in Dongying were already overcrowded.

"It hurts me to death, damn it, you just give Lao Tzu a knife, it's so uncomfortable!"

"My legs, my legs went there! I'm going to kill more Song dogs, and I want more Song beauties!"

"Go find the pharmacist of the Song people, my eyes will definitely be cured, I don't want to be blind!"

The Jurchen warriors were all blurred in flesh and blood, missing arms and legs, and were either dead or disabled, which shows the fierceness of the battle.

"How...... These cowardly Song people, so tough, are they really not afraid of death! ”

"These Song dogs are so elite, I'm afraid the Song Emperor's Imperial Forest Army is no more than that!"

"Kill them, otherwise these Song dogs will be the henchmen of my Dajin Kingdom!"

The officers of the Jin soldiers who watched the battle were all red-eyed and hysterical.

Wanyan is also like a knife, such an elite of the Great Song Dynasty is really a problem for the henchmen of the Dajin Kingdom.

"Wulimu, if you take someone up to rush it, I don't believe that these Song dogs are so difficult!"

"Xiao Lianhe, you take people to rush the flank of the Song army, and you must break up these Song dogs. Grab me a few more captives, and I'm going to cut off their dogs' heads as urinals. ”

The generals took the order and left, and Wan Yan also spat out a mouthful of saliva. These Song soldiers, don't look at the arrogance now, let them kneel in front of them and wagging their tails and beg for mercy for a while, regretting being born by their old mother.

Wulimu long knife Huo Huo, cut down a Song soldier, forced back two pikemen with a knife, and shouted loudly: "Warriors, go up with me and slaughter this group of Song dogs!"

The Song soldiers' defense line was tight, but it was not chaotic at all, they marched forward in formation, spears were like a forest, wielding spears and stabbing sharply, neatly and uniformly, and the Jurchen warriors could not rush in.

Wanyan also saw that the Jin soldiers were in a bitter battle, and the situation was not optimistic, and he shouted loudly with a dozen war horses: "Warriors, kill all these Song dogs in front of you, and you will be rewarded when you turn back!"