The Song army marched like a wall, their steps were neat, they rushed forward like a tide, coming from the end of the sky, crowded, dense, endless.

The Jin people in the wilderness had already noticed the Song army array, and they went back one after another to report, and some showed off their might, but they were out of the battle formation and did not dare to approach the Song army's array.

There was a commotion in the Jurchen camp, and I thought that the Song army would stabilize its position and wait for the two armies to face each other. Who knew that the other party didn't stop at all, the drum beat was encrypted, and he stepped on the steps, and went straight to the Jurchen camp.

Yue Fei secretly broke his heart, if you talk about the courage, discipline, and instant feeling of the soldiers, Wang Song can be the first in the world.

It's just that this time he is close to the Jurchen camp, and he is the most elite Jurchen iron horseman, can he really take advantage of the chaos of the other party and hit with one blow?

Yue Fei's eyes swept across the sparkling canal, the ships of the Loyal and Righteous Army had already crossed the river, staying on the shore dozens of steps away, and two long dragons were placed on the river, the small cannon was in front, the heavy artillery was behind, and the muzzle of the cannon was secluded, which was magnificent.

The southeast and southwest flanked the attack, forcing the Jurchen army to retreat north. It's just that in the north, doesn't he have an ambush?

Once Fanzi panicked. Outside the western city of the Daimyo's mansion was a moat and the Yongji Canal, and under the suspicion, the Jurchens definitely did not dare to venture through the western city, so they could only retreat to the east of the city to the north.

Yue Fei hurried towards Dongcheng. Xu Qing and the others had doubts in their hearts, and they also followed closely behind.

Wang Song's iron spear and iron armor, beating the horse forward, the horse expanded beside him, Liang Xing led a group of ironclad cavalry, like a wall, to protect the two wings. Li Jin commanded the artillery, and the army stepped on the steps and kept moving forward, without stopping.

After entering the range of two miles, the Jurchen camp was already impressive. Li Jin stopped all the heavy artillery, began to place it properly, adjusted the position and direction, and aimed at the Jurchen camp together.

The Song army's large array was still moving forward.

Seeing the Song army coming, spears like forests, banners waving, surging like a tide, seeing the Jurchen warriors as if they were nothing, the Jurchen knights gritted their teeth angrily, filled with righteous indignation.

Everyone was furious, and after waiting for Yan Zongfu's order, they were about to rush forward and kill as fast as possible.

It was not easy for Wanyan Zongfu to quiet down the Jurchen camp. In the battle by the river just now, he lost another five or six hundred Jurchen knights. Before the team was assembled, the opposing army's army was already coming head-on.

"Dong Cai, what is the origin of the Song Jun on the other side, do you know?"

The horn sounded, smoke and dust rose from everywhere, and the Jurchen knights quickly assembled from all over the camp, assembled behind the Chinese army's camp, and quickly lined up in a large array. All the generals looked at the Song army formation in front of them.

Dong Cai's eyes stared straight ahead, and after Yan Zongfu's repeated questioning, he woke up like a dream and came back to his senses.

"Marshal, this ...... The person seems to be the commander of the Loyal and Righteous Army...... Pine. ”

Dong Cai's face was like ashes, and sweat was pouring out of his forehead.

The Great Song God of War that haunted him, tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep, he is back.

"If this thief is not removed, it will be a problem for my golden henchmen!"

Wanyan Lou's words echoed in his ears, and in front of him, this person appeared alive again.

Could it be that this is really the doom of the Jurchens?

"Is it really Wang Song?"

Dong Cai's face turned pale, and the several Jurchen generals next to Yan Zongfu all screamed.

Wanyan Zongfu was also taken aback, and his face became solemn.

"Dong Cai, can you see clearly, is it really Wang Song? Didn't he die in Fuzhou, how could he appear here? ”

"Marshal Hui, it is indeed Wang Song. It's just that the villain wonders, didn't Wang Song die in Fuzhou in battle, how could he appear here, is there really a person who is exactly the same in the world?"

Dong Cai recovered from the shock, he wiped the sweat from his head, and felt a little afraid in his heart.

The battle of Fuzhou was tragic and bloody, the Jurchen elite Lou Room army was almost wiped out, none of the loyal and righteous troops flinched, everyone fought bravely to be the first, and in the sea of corpses and blood, they died by suicide, which made Dong Cai still remember deeply.

Now seeing Wang Song appear again, Dong Cai was shocked, psychologically, he had lost his relationship with the other party

The courage to fight to the death.

"Marshal, it's really Wang Song, the villain knows this person!"

Another Jurchen general shouted in surprise.

These people fought in the north and south, and many of them participated in the battle of Tokyo City, and fought with Wang Song more than once, and they recognized them at a glance.

Seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of the Jurchen warriors, Wanyan Zongfu's heart became even more angry. Wang Song's vertical and horizontal killing, in the hearts of the Jurchen warriors, has become a nightmare-like existence.

A Jurchen knight looked at it carefully and said in a trembling voice: "Marshal, this person is Wang Song, the warrior of the Song people." The villain has seen this person in Fuzhou, he has the courage of ten thousand people, known as the "Race Overlord", he is a first-class warrior of the Song people, and even Lou Room was defeated by him, which is really worthy of his name!"

The Jurchens were the most important warriors, because although Wang Song was a general of the Song army, he still admired him.

"You guy, if you talk nonsense again, you will not be spared!"

Wanyan Zongfu shouted angrily, turned his head to look, and saw that in the large array of the Song army, a big yellow tooth flag with the word "king" was fluttering in the wind, which was the Song army's Chinese army.

The man under the banner is in iron armor, wearing a round helmet, a national face, his eyes are extremely godly, and a thick iron spear is hung in front of the horse, even in the midst of thousands of troops, it is also extremely impressive.

The dragon spirit and tiger are fierce, and he is indeed the first warrior of the Song people!

Before Yan Zongfu could recover from his surprise, Dong Cai had already screamed loudly in horror.

"Marshal, this thief is not dead, our army should retreat quickly, otherwise, once the other party is attacked from both sides, our army will definitely suffer heavy losses!"

Wanyan Zongfu was furious, shook his hand is a horsewhip, and shouted angrily: "Dong Cai, if you shake the heart of the army again, I will correct you on the spot!"

Dong Wu next to Dong Cai hugged his fists and said: "Marshal, the Song army is powerful, and my eldest brother is also ...... for the army."

Before the words fell, Wan Yan Xianbao had already cut down with a knife, making a long cut in Dong Wu's chest. Dong Wu's eyes were full of unwillingness, and he fell off the horse.

Wanyan slanted back into the sheath of the knife and said coldly: "You are a pickled thing, and you are also worthy of talking to my Jurchen royal family!"

Dong Cai couldn't stop it, and saw his cousin's eyes widen and fall to his horse, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Wanyan Zongfu ignored Dong Cai at all, he looked at the Song army's artillery that was already ready to attack on the surface of the canal, and said loudly: "Pass the order and let the Song slaves rush the Song army's array." Dong Cai led Han'er to attack the left flank of the Song people, and Wolu led the cavalry to attack the right flank of the Song people, outflanked and divided the Song army. ”

Wanyan Xianbao said angrily: "Wang Song, this guy, killed Yelu Ma Wu and Wanyan Yan's mother, I must kill this thief today, show the majesty of my Dajin Kingdom warriors, and also avenge my brother and Ma!"

Wanyan Zonghan's two sons, Wanyan Shehe and Ma and Wanyan Xianbao. Wanyan Shehe and Ma died under Yue Fei's hands, and his younger brother Wanyan Xianbao naturally settled the account on the heads of Wang Song and the loyal army.

Wanyan Zongfu was faintly uneasy in his heart, he shook his head and said: "Wang Song, this thief, can kill Ma Wu and Yan Mu, he must have some ability, and he must not be careless, so as not to fall for the tricks of the Song army."

As soon as Yan Zongfu's voice fell, the cannon sound of "Pengpeng" rang out one after another, and iron balls tore through the air, shooting sharply from the southeast and west respectively, heading straight for the flank position of the Jin people.

The east is the Han'er position, and the west is the Jurchen cavalry battalion, this artillery fire, just about to go out of the camp to intercept the Jurchen cavalry of the Song army, all drowned in the artillery fire.

The iron ball flew in the air, destroying the withering and decaying, blurring the flesh and blood everywhere it went, splashing blood, wantonly harvesting the lives of all the Jurchen knights.

Seeing that the opponent's artillery kept coming, the Jurchen knights suffered heavy casualties, and the formation was in a panic, and the cavalry was forced to retreat.

Wan Yan Xianbao said angrily: "These Song dogs, how many artillery pieces are there?"

The sound of "Pengpeng" artillery continued, and the Song army was filled with gunsmoke, and the Jurchen knights did not say anything about leaving the camp, and they felt difficult to take a step.

The artillery fire was continuous, earth-shattering, and many Jurchen knights' war horses could not stand the fright of the artillery fire, and ran wildly in all directions, and the Jurchen camp was in chaos.

In the Han'er formation in the east, the iron ball was overwhelming, smashing out a flesh alley, breaking tendons and bones everywhere it went, killing and wounding, causing the Han'er

There were bursts of screams of surprise.

The Jurchen knights in the west avoided the artillery on the river, and the artillery of the Song army on the ground smashed again. Under the attack from both sides, the Jurchen knights were frightened and retreated to the middle of the Jurchen camp one after another, in order to avoid the concentrated fire of the opponent's artillery.

"The sword and shield man escorted the grenadiers and small cannons forward, and the small artillery mount went up and blasted me to death!"

Seeing that the Jurchen camp was already in chaos, the Jurchen cavalry retreated step by step, and Wang Song decisively issued a military order to attack.

The military order was issued, and the small cannons and grenadiers went up one by one, and they directly broke through to the gate of the eastern camp of the Jurchen camp, and the small cannons were quickly placed in several rows.

The crowd was so dense that neither the direction nor the muzzle could be used for major adjustments, and the gunners hurriedly reloaded their ammunition and soon ignited one cannon after another in front of them.

With the sound of the cannon of "Pengpeng", the Jurchen camp was in chaos, and the camp was in chaos, and everyone was frightened and had the tendency to collapse.

Seeing that the artillery of the Loyal and Righteous Army continued to harvest the lives of the Jin soldiers, Wanyan Zongfu was furious and shouted loudly.

"Xianbao, bring me Song Dog's artillery!"

Wanyan Xiebao led the Jurchen knights under his command, beat horses and made a detour, and headed towards the artillery position of the Loyal and Righteous Army at Dongyingkou.

Before the people arrived, the Jurchen knights were already firing bows and crossbows, covering the sky and the sun, and the sword and shield men and pikemen of the loyal army instantly fell down with a scream.

The Jurchen knights' feathered arrows roared, the Song saber shieldmen and pikemen kept falling, and the rest panicked. The sound of horses' hooves rumbled, and many of the gunners turned pale and trembled their legs and stomachs.

"Escapee, die!"

The artillery officer's face turned pale, and he slashed a gunner who fled backwards in panic. His eyes were hideous, and the long knife in his hand was shining with cold light, and blood was dripping with beads.

The screams rang out again, and several more gunners who fled in panic were slashed several times and fell in pools of blood.

The gunners, who wanted to escape, trembled, returned to their positions, their fingers trembling slightly, and began to reload their ammunition and operate the artillery.

Wang Song couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. If the tens of thousands of elites in Fuzhou are still there, how can there be such a situation.

"Grenadier, go up for me and destroy these dog thieves!"

Liang Xing shouted loudly, and hundreds of veterans rushed up and threw out the earth-shattering thunder in their hands together.

Wanyan Xianbao galloped in the wind, and the feather arrows were fired in succession, shooting down five or six Song soldiers. Seeing that the artillery position of the Song soldiers was not far away, he drew his long knife and galloped away.

A few smoking iron bumps were thrown out and landed in front of Wan Yan's horse, and he was so frightened that he clinged to the horse's back, trying to escape.

The explosion of "Tongtong" sounded, and Wan Yan Xianbao only felt a tingling pain in his legs, and he fell off the horse.

Countless smoke-emitting earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown into the Jurchen knights, and the explosions of "Tongtong" sounded one after another, and the Jurchen knights were shrouded in smoke.

When the smoke dissipated, Liang Xing led the cavalry forward, only to see hundreds of Jurchen knights either dead or wounded, and they fell in a pool of blood, and the scene was blurred and miserable.

The remnants of the Jurchen knights had no time to withdraw, and when they collided with the Song knights who rushed in, they were instantly overwhelmed by the superior forces of the other party.

Liang Xing came to Wanyan Xianbao, only to see that his legs were full of white bones, a big hole was blown up in his stomach, and his intestines flowed out.

"You dare to go to the Central Plains to do evil?"

Liang Xing's face was gloomy, and when he saw Yan Xianbao moaning, he stepped forward and stabbed him, ending his pain.

Seeing that Wanyan Xian's entire army was annihilated, Wanyan Zongfu's eyes widened with anger, and his eyes were about to bleed.

Dong Cai and the few old brothers around him glanced at each other, and they all saw the refreshment in their eyes.

"Song Jun of the dog day, why is the artillery so powerful?"

Wanyan Zongfu was shocked. The Song army had fierce firepower, flanking from both sides, and its own cavalry suffered heavy casualties. If you don't leave, I'm afraid I'll really be here today.

The courage and fearlessness of the Song army, and the sharpness and ferocity of the artillery, all of which the Jurchens dare not imagine.

Wanyan Zongfu, who boasted of being invincible in battle and regarded the Song army as a mustard, faced with the tragic battle situation in front of him, and in an instant, he had the idea of fleeing.