Countless Song people were coerced to rush forward, most of them were old, young, sick and disabled, and the cries were shocking, it was the people who were captured by the Jin soldiers from all over Hebei.

Some of the people refused to move forward, so they were stabbed by the golden soldiers, and soon their flesh and blood were blurred, and they fell one by one in a pool of blood.

The rest of the people panicked, cried for their fathers and mothers, and staggered forward. Countless Jurchen knights followed behind the people, and only when the people broke up the large array of the Song army, they had to follow and slash.

In the large array of Song soldiers, all the soldiers were red-faced, and all the troops were furious, but the military rules in the army were strict, and still no one dared to speak out.

"Xianggong, do you want to fire now?"

Liu Hongjin stood beside Wang Song and asked in a low voice. He didn't ask the people how to deal with it, Wang Song would naturally tell him this.

"Don't be in a hurry."

Wang Song's face was indifferent, without any fluctuations. Born in troubled times, the people are miserable, and only by thunderbolting methods can the people get peace by subduing demons and eliminating demons.

"Go a mile and open fire. As for the people, they must not be allowed to disperse the artillery array. ”

He didn't say anything superfluous, Liu Hongjin understood and hurriedly retreated.

"Xianggong, you don't need to blame yourself, this is all a sin created by Fanzi. and the blood of the people shall be repaid by them. ”

Li Ruoxu saw Wang Song's fingers trembling slightly, knowing that he was extremely angry in his heart, so he hurriedly persuaded on the side.

The same was true in Fuzhou that day. The Jin people drove the people to attack the city, and Zhang Heng had no choice but to kill the killer, but he was accused by the scholars in the court and sent to prison. If it weren't for Zhao Huan's insistence, I'm afraid Zhang Heng would have died in Huangquan long ago.

"Gong Li, the water master should have arrived, right?"

"Xianggong rest assured, the sailor destroyed the pseudo-Qi sailor in Qingping Town early in the morning, and the Huang Feihu sailor carried the cavalry and had landed on the shore. Now Huang Feihu and Li Bao control the river in the south and the north, and the east has been isolated. ”

After Li Ruoxu answered, Wang Song nodded, and his voice became low.

"No matter what, you have to keep the fanzi. Let them know also the fate of evil!"

The Jurchen cavalry advanced like a wall, slowly increasing in speed. Dense, all over the mountains, they galloped, and the ground began to tremble violently.

"Ready!"

Seeing that the Jurchen cavalry had already entered a mile away, in the artillery position, Liu Hongjin's palms were sweating, he slowly drew out his long knife and raised it into the air.

"Fire!"

Liu Hongjin roared hysterically. The red flag in the flag officer's hand fell heavily, and the roars of the officers in the artillery array also rang out.

"Fire! Open fire!"

"Pong! Disheveled! Ponto!"

The deafening sound of artillery rang out, and solid iron bullets flew in the air, tearing through the air and smashing towards the rushing Qing cavalry.

"Fire!"

On the small artillery positions on the flanks, the shouts of the artillery officers also rang out one after another.

White smoke rose in bursts, and the iron pills made a heart-rending sound in the air, heading straight for the Jurchen cavalry that was coming forward.

The artillery bombardment continued, round after round, seemingly endlessly. In the smoke and dust, countless Jurchen cavalry were carried off their horses, and screams rang out one after another, filling the entire forward position.

Many civilians were also hit by artillery, and their flesh and blood were blurred. They came forward screaming in terror, and many had gone into a state of madness.

There is the slashing of the golden soldiers in the back, and there is the deadly artillery in the front, but this is the war, the bloody war, and no one can do anything.

It's weird, you were born in this troubled world. On this battlefield where there is no warmth to speak of, only killing, it is not only the life and death of soldiers that are involved, but also the safety of thousands of people.

"Wang Song, a dog thief, how can he be so ruthless!"

Seeing the coerced Song people and the Jurchen cavalry, hit by shells together, the same bloody, relaxed screams, Pucha Shi's slaves were furious, and couldn't help but scold

Sound coming.

The Jurchen cavalry attacking on both flanks had just entered the opponent's position one mile before the opponent's artillery roared and struck, splitting their heads and covering their faces, and they were swift and urgent.

The Jurchen cavalry only opened up the distance, hid their bodies behind the war horses as much as possible, beat the horses wildly, and rushed forward.

"Kill!"

Countless Song cavalry slowly came out of the formation, and the random speed slowly increased, heading straight for the Jurchen cavalry coming from both wings.

Smoke and dust flew, artillery sounds, earth-shattering thunder explosions came and went, war horses galloped, the two sides collided together, and a fierce battle began.

Huang Xin stood at the head of the city, watching the sacrifice of more than 100,000 people in the field, and couldn't help but be dazzled.

Looking at the man commanding Ruoding in the midst of the army, one of her hearts rose to her throat.

From morning till noon, she watched the city, refusing to go down to the city, no matter how much others persuaded her.

"Little lady Huang, you can rest assured. Wang Xianggong will definitely be fine, and the loyal army will definitely return victorious. ”

At some point, on the city wall next to her, there was an extra woman.

"Princess, why did you come up too? You have to pay attention to your body. ”

When he saw clearly that it was Zhao Duofu standing next to him, Huang Xin hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute.

Zhao Duofu was dressed in light clothes and a white mink fleece on the outside, which made her look much more graceful and luxurious. Her face was pale, and it was clear that her body had not fully recovered.

Zhao Duofu shook his head and said with a slight smile: "Actually, I have almost recovered, but Xianggong Wang has to let me recuperate in peace."

She looked at the anxious Huang Xin and comforted: "Back then, I was like you, standing on the Nanxun Gate of Tokyo City, watching him fight in the midst of thousands of troops. It's been four years. ”

Watching the battle outside the city on the city wall of Tokyo that day seemed to be presented in front of him all at once, and Zhao Duofu's eyes were full of confusion. She was a young girl at the time, less than 16 years old, and fell in love with the man outside the city who was fighting in the midst of the army.

Now after suffering, God has fulfilled people's wishes, and she has finally returned to his side.

And after this ordeal, she also looked down on many things. For example, there are more women around Wang Song, and she is not as strong as before.

"Princess, you said this battle, can we win it?"

Huang Xin's words aroused the dissatisfaction of the guards next to Zhao Duofu.

"Joke, how is it possible not to win! Now although the two armies are in a stalemate, the Jurchen cavalry has suffered heavy losses, and the Han'er infantry are overwhelmed and retreat. ”

Jiang Hu said loudly: "If it is not as I expected, it will not take an hour, and the Jurchens will be defeated!"

"Jiang Hu, don't be rude!"

Zhao Duofu glanced at Huang Xin, who was red-eared, and secretly appreciated in his heart, this woman has bright eyes and bright teeth, delicate and moving, but she is willing to stay by Wang Song's side, which is also rare.

"Huang Xiaoniang, Jiang Hu used to be in the army, and what he said should not be wrong. Just rest quiet and wait for the good news. ”

Although Huang Xin was slightly dissatisfied with Jiang Hu's rudeness, her heart was full of joy. She quickly returned the salute.

"Huang Xin thanked the princess."

Jiang Hu glanced at Huang Xin dissatisfiedly on the side. In his heart, this Fujian woman is the princess's rival, and of course he won't have any good feelings for Huang Xin.

He also thought about killing the killer, but he was afraid of causing trouble to Zhao Duofu, and second, to tell the truth, he really didn't dare.

As long as he thought of Wang Song, as soon as he thought of the chill in Wang Song's eyes, Jiang Hu couldn't help but tremble. Once Wang Song is annoyed, I am afraid that even the Great Song Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River will also harm the pond fish.

Because of this, Jiang Hu could only get over his addiction, and all his anger was sprinkled on Huang Xin. This woman is the princess's opponent sooner or later.

The earth-shattering sound of fighting outside the city came, and several people raised their heads and looked at the fierce battle position together.

"Princess

, the ship of the sailors!"

The seal suddenly pointed to the canal to the west and shouted.

Zhao Duofu and Huang Xin both moved in their hearts, and looked up at the sparkling river in the distance.

Sure enough, countless warships sailed over and stopped in the river, forming two long dragons. The ship's artillery fired together at the golden soldiers on the shore. The smoke of gunpowder filled the entire surface of the river, and the sound of artillery rumbled, and the scene was quite spectacular.

"Now, it's not so easy for Fanzi to run!"

Jiang Leopard shouted loudly, his face was bright, Jiang Hu next to him smiled reluctantly, but a trace of melancholy secretly crept up his brows.

"This Wang Song, how can there be so many artillery, and the firepower is so fierce? If this continues, how can it be controlled? ”

Zhao Duofu and Huang Xin next to him were all smiling, and Zhao Duofu stood up, stood by the city wall, held on to the battlement, and looked out of the city.

The abdomen and back are under the enemy, and they are barely supported.

Seeing a battalion of Jurchen warriors buried under the opponent's artillery; Seeing that the flesh and blood of countless foot soldiers were blurred, they were stabbed to the ground by the other party, blood was all over the ground, and the corpses were layered on top of each other. Pucha Shi Jiannu Shi Jiannu's eyes were bloody, his eyes were black, he could barely sit still, and he was about to fall off his horse.

Everywhere there were shouts of killing, everywhere there were screams and cries, everywhere there were the sound of artillery and thunderous explosions. The Jurchen warriors he was proud of went forward one after another, with countless casualties, and just like that, one by one, piece by piece, they fell in the great array of fighting.

From morning to now, he had lost nearly half of his men and horses, especially the cavalry. If it continues like this, I don't know if I can hold on until the last minute.

The field behind him was densely packed with the wounded of the Jin soldiers, the number of them was so large, the injuries were so severe, and the howls and cries of pain one after another made him upset.

The wounds inflicted by firearms are not comparable to those of knives and guns. Many of the wounded soldiers had broken arms and legs, and many of them were beaten to the point of having their intestines broken and their stomachs flowing, and the organs in their stomachs were everywhere, and the miserable situation was unbearable.

The Song army also suffered heavy casualties, and he could clearly see that the wounded of the Song army were carried down one after another and transferred to a large field behind, where the Song army medical officer wearing white clothes and white hats was carrying out emergency rescue, which was already overcrowded.

He could even see that Wang Song had gone to the wounded barracks and was not in command. But the large array of the Song army is still steady, the command is still orderly, and the roosters are still continuous.

The Song army has lost so much that it should have collapsed a long time ago. But the Song army in front of him not only did not retreat, but became more and more courageous, completely suppressing the offensive of several sides.

The camp was full of wounded soldiers, Wang Song went all the way, scarred, injuries of different conditions, everywhere was red, everywhere was blood, screams came and went, and the smell of blood and herbs was permeated.

"Xianggong, there are too many wounded, and the brothers are too miserable!"

Seeing Wang Song come in, Zhao Ruolan's eyes turned red.

"Sister Xian, don't be sad, how is the condition of the wounded?"

"Xianggong, in the barracks, there are already more than 3,200 wounded, more than 400 brothers have not been rescued, 800 brothers don't know if they can survive, more than half of the brothers should be able to be rescued."

Wang Song nodded, more than 2,000 soldiers had been killed, and with more than 3,000 wounded, the casualties had exceeded 5,000.

"Don't worry, Sister Xian."

Wang Song comforted: "It won't be long before Fanzi will not be able to hold on." I'm sorry for you. ”

The casualties of the loyal and righteous army exceeded 5,000, and the losses of the Jin people were at least tens of thousands. The battle has been fought so far, the sailors and cavalry have come to besiege and chase and intercept on three sides, and the Jin people should not be able to hold on.

"Pass down the military order, and those who have won the head of the enemy chieftain Shijia slave will be rewarded with 500 pieces of silver, and the military rank will be promoted to three levels, and 300 acres of land will be given, and the whole army will be notified!"

Wang Song's military order was issued, and sure enough, the offensive of the loyal and righteous army became more violent, and the rumbling artillery was even more continuous.