Wang Song's face was pale and he closed his eyes and said nothing. He sat on the high ground, his whole body aching, his eyes blackened, the sky whirled, and his whole body was shaky.

After several hard chiselings, the soldiers slaughtered nearly 2,000 Jurchen cavalry, but also paid a heavy price.

Today, there are less than 2,500 people left in the formation, and the cavalry is only left with more than 500 people around him.

From time to time there were terrible screams from the distant position, which were the loyal and righteous soldiers who were seriously injured and could not be evacuated. It was in this way that the Jurchen soldiers wanted to repel the determination of the soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army to resist.

The soldiers carried the dying Xu Hu over, Wang Song struggled to stand up, stepped forward to hold Xu Hu's hand, and said softly: "Xu Hu, don't worry, I will take care of everything in the house."

Xu Hu's face suddenly turned rosy, his voice became louder, he clenched Wang Song's hand and said, "The reward that Xianggong gave in Alum Tower last time is enough for the family to live for a while. Xianggong, I'm not reconciled, I haven't gone to Youyun Sixteen Prefectures with Xianggong, I haven't gone to Saiwai, I haven't gone to the sea......"

His voice suddenly lowered, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he gradually lost his life.

Wang Song nodded, tears fell, and he choked up: "Good brother, I know, I know!"

Wang Song closed Xu Hu's widening eyes, felt uncomfortable for a long time, slowly stood up, and walked to the crowd of soldiers.

"Brethren, this may be our last battle. I ask you one last time, fight well, and don't let the fans on the other side look down on you. ”

"Today, we don't want to be a bullshit court, not a bullshit country, not a bullshit emperor, just for ourselves and for our own conscience."

The firelight flickered, Wang Song's face was cloudy, but his eyes were firm, and his voice was loud.

"You may have done a lot of bad things before, you have been cowardly, greedy, jealous of others, hurt good people, failed to honor your parents, and even molested women, stolen, robbed, killed good people, and so on. But now, I just want to tell you that for our own sake, for our own hearts, when we die, we are upright people, good people!"

"If you tell yourself that I want to be a good person in my next life, then start now."

"Array!"

Wang Song gave what may have been his last military order.

The soldiers walked away in silence one by one, and many people came over, respectfully kowtowed to Wang Song, and then walked away.

The drums of war sounded, and the surrounding of the torch-illuminated mountain beams was like daylight. Groups of men pounced, and round after round of attacks began.

Wang Song's eyes looked at the battlefield, watching the soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army fall one after another, and tears slowly blurred his eyes.

Those heroic and unyielding souls, for his own obsession, are they worth burying in northern Shaanxi?

I brought these living warriors to death, and after I died, could I feel at ease?

"Xianggong, there are about 2,400 people left in our army, and the two deputy commanders of Wang Tong and Zhou Defu are dead!"

"Xianggong, there are about 2,300 people left in our army, and this is the second round of attack by the Han'er!"

"Xianggong, there are about 2,000 people left in our army, and Deputy Commander Zhang Huai is dead!"

"Xianggong, there are about 1,800 people left! The men have retreated! Fanzi's cavalry is coming!"

The explosion of "Tong, Tong" sounded, and the screams and angry curses of the Jurchen cavalry sounded.

"Xianggong, there are about 1,500 people left, only 232 cavalry left, Ma Xuanzan was wounded, Commander Li used the remaining gunpowder to make more than a dozen explosive bags, killing and wounding hundreds of people, and the Han'er came up again!"

In front of the Loyal and Righteous Army, on the high ground less than 200 paces, under the blazing firelight, Wanyan Lou's face was gloomy, hundreds of Han children who escaped from the battle, more than a dozen Jurchen cavalrymen, tied up with flowers, escorted by Jurchen soldiers, kneeling on the frozen ground.

At the sound of an order, hundreds of huge heads rolled to the ground one after another, and the ground was covered with blood.

After Yan sa lied, Dong Cai looked at everything in front of him, dumbfounded. No one thought that Wanyan Lou would kill the killer.

Wan Yan Lou looked at them coldly, his eyes were fierce: "Drink away, Dong Cai, let the children kill the enemy well, if there are any more escapees, there will be no mercy!" ”

A Jurchen head of a hundred households said sadly: "Lou Room, you have a lot of people in the Wanyan Department, but our Wule Department is thin and can't afford to consume it. In today's battle, almost all the warriors of the Ulle tribe are dead, and their wives and children can only be divided among others!"

Another Jurchen nobleman also shook his head and said: "Dutong, in today's battle, my grain department is injured, if I continue to fight, the grain department will be gone." Is it worth fighting so badly with the Song people?"

The leaders of the other Jurchen tribes also talked about it, and Wanyan Lou's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Pull down the leaders of the Wule Department and the Jiagu Department and cut them down!"

All the sergeants were shocked. Wan Yan Lou said sharply: "What, do you want to disobey the military order?"

The leaders of the two tribes were shocked and cursed. The Jurchen sergeant stepped forward, knocked the two over, and tied them up. After Yan Lou's order, two huge heads rolled to the ground in blood.

The Jurchen armies were silent. Wan Yan Lou's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he said loudly: "Shijianu, the population, cattle and sheep of the Wule Department and the Jiagu Department all belong to your Pucha Department. All armies should organize their ranks and attack immediately, and they must not slack off and delay, otherwise military law will be carried out and there will be no mercy!"

The military order was issued, the drums of the Jin soldiers sounded, and the Jin soldiers began a tidal onslaught, and the defense line of the Song army became precarious.

Wang Song straightened up, the wound on his back was hot, and the wounds on his body broke out together, and it hurt his heart.

I don't know when, Dong Ping stood beside him and said softly: "Xianggong, although I know that this day will come, but when I come, I am still unwilling in my heart!" I haven't seen my wife and children yet, so I'm going to die!"

His tone was calm, and his face was unwavering, and he couldn't see any fluctuations at all.

Wang Song said gloomily: "Good brother, I dragged you down!"

Dong Ping shook his head and said to Wang Dou: "Xianggong, this is not your business!" The blind god of the straight lady thief really has retribution!"

Wang Song fell silent, not knowing what to say, to comfort the brother who was born and died beside him.

Dong Ping seemed to think about it, and said in a low voice: "Xianggong, I am not as bright as you. When I first started as a bandit, I once went down the mountain to rob property, and the other party resisted to the death, and I killed a pair of brothers .......

"Both of them were young, and the eldest was only fifteen or sixteen. I killed two of them, and I have never had peace in my heart for so many years! ”

He looked at the dark night and said faintly: "I always thought I could avoid it, but today it seems that it is indeed a cycle of heaven and earth, karma." Today, I'm going to die here!"

The surrounding black and oppressive golden soldiers rushed like a tide, wrapping the circle formation of the Song army in the center, and the overwhelming sound of killing sounded, one by one the Jurchen cavalry fell off their horses, and one after another the Song army warriors fell.

"Xianggong, what you said is good. From now on, I will be a good and upright person, and the brothers will definitely forgive me!"

Dong Ping's face became solemn, and he hugged his fists and said, "If you are lucky enough to see my lady and dog, please take care of one or two."

Dong Ping turned around and left, without half a sentence of grandiose words. Wang Song wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so his hand stretched out halfway and hung down weakly.

Wang Song asked the military doctor to bandage the wound, put on iron armor, put on a helmet, picked up his iron gun, and got on his own war horse.

After fighting for a long time, his subordinates did not know how many girls and real cavalry were killed. Now that he is about to come to the end of his life, Wang Song feels a little relieved.

"Brother Yang, we are going to die here today, you won't complain about me!"

Yang Zaixing was covered in blood, his face was mixed with sweat and blood, and the flowers did not slip away. Hearing Wang Song's words, he said loudly: "Xianggong, you still owe me a lady!" When you get to the Netherworld, you'll have to make it up to me! ”

"I'll make it up for you!"

Wang Song beat the horse forward, slowly walked to Ma Kuo's side, faced the sound of fighting that was getting closer and closer, and said softly: "Ma Xuanzan, you have been wandering in the rivers and lakes for half your life, but you also thought that one day you can kill Fanzi with Wang and go to Huangquan together in the north and northwest borders of this country?"

Tears flowed from Ma Kuo's eyes, and his eyes were obscure.

"Xianggong, I have killed so many people, although I have no regrets about dying, but it's a pity that Xianggong you, this great cause of resisting gold is going to come to an abrupt end again, I hate it!"

He gently wiped the tears from his eyes, and his voice was high-pitched: "Xianggong." To be able to die with you, Ma feels lucky. When you and my brother go to the underworld, we will kill the fan together, and go straight to the Yellow Dragon, and be loyal to the martyrs!"

"Well said!"

Wang Song nodded and said: "Life is like a white horse, but it's good to have a clear conscience!" Even if you can't live a hundred years, you have to die a well-deserved death, heavier than Mount Tai! ”

Wang Song patted Ma Kuo's shoulder, Ma Kuo grinned and cried out in pain, but put his big hand on Wang Song's shoulder.

The two looked at each other, both laughing, and Yang Zaixing was also on the side, laughing wildly.

The laughter was heard far away in the night. Wanyan Lou Room hated it in his heart, and roared repeatedly: "You must kill Wang Song, this Song dog!" We must destroy the Loyal Army! ”

Dong Cai's eyes were slightly red, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After Yan Sa drank tears again, he shook his head and mourned: "So many Jurchen warriors have died in battle, this battle can't be fought anymore!" ”

In the battle formation of the Song army, Xu San and Xu San were next to each other, and they both cherished each other.

"Xu San, how many times have you killed today? You can't talk nonsense!"

Xu San wrapped the strip of cloth around his hand and asked Xu San beside him.

Xu San took off his helmet, wiped the blood on it, and then touched his bald head, thinking, "I don't know much." At first, I was still counting, but when I counted to the seventh, there were more fans, and it began to be chaotic. But I guess twelve or thirteen is always possible! There should be no less than fourteen. ”

Xu San couldn't help but be stunned, he counted it clearly today, there were only twelve, it seems that he is still young and strong, at least his physical strength is easy to recover!

"Third Brother Xu, you haven't told me yet, how many fans did you kill today? I heard Niu Tong say, the two thousand household chiefs of Fanzi let you kill them, that Sang Yin is still the general of Fanzi, that is one enemy ten, I definitely can't compare to you! ”

Xu San said enviously.

Xu San felt a little relieved in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he had killed one of the other party's generals, and he had given the former army commander a face.

"However, that Yang Zaixing is even more fierce, and there are no less than forty or fifty Jurchen fierce generals killed by him, more than Xianggong!"

Xu San then shook his head and said.

"Yang Tongzhi, why haven't you seen him, are you injured, these straight girls and thieves!"

Xu San stretched out his bald head and looked left and right.

Xu San beckoned and said in a low voice: "Don't look at it, Yang Tongzhi is seriously injured and is still lying over there, I don't know if I can recover from it!"

Xu Sandeng was speechless and silently put on his helmet.

Shao Xing was seriously injured and was still recuperating in Linzhou City, but here Yang Jin was seriously injured again, and his life and death were uncertain, leaving only one Shao Ping, who was alone.