Wuzhou border, more than 100 miles.

There are only two cities in Wuzhou, Wuzhou and Cangwu, and the rest of the place is barren plains, as well as fine hills, like stone swords.

The night wind blew a drizzle, causing the barren grass on the plains to hang their heads.

And in such a night, there were constant screams and shouts of killing.

The chaotic men and horses chased and slashed across the grassland. People were constantly being cut down to the ground and falling into the grass.

The flag was wet from the rain and rolled up on the flagpole, and it was impossible to see what the flag was.

In this group of people and horses chasing after each other, tens of thousands of horses ran at the forefront. They all lay low on the horse's back, constantly patting the horse and galloping, but from time to time someone fell off the horse's back and never got up again, as if they were extremely tired.

A few miles behind, there were endless lines of foot soldiers, some still chasing the horses, and some were scattered in the night.

After that, it was the Ma Army. There was a fish scale armor that reflected a silvery light in the night.

The horses were in good formation, and the knights on the horses, each with their spears, caught up with the fleeing foot soldiers, and the spears pierced out, piercing the bodies of the foot soldiers without mercy, and then continued to move forward.

Some soldiers surrendered on their knees, but were also stabbed to death. They had not surrendered in the city before, and now they have no chance of surrendering.

And for more than ten miles behind these pursuing horse troops, there were a long line of foot soldiers, marching on the grass where the corpses of the Yuan army were scattered everywhere.

The golden dragon flag hung low, and Zhao Dongting's chariot was guarded forward in this infantry formation.

After leaving Lipu County, they caught up with Ali Hague's rear army that night, and then continued to chase and kill. The remnants of Ali Hague's army were crushed into flight, and by now, they have caught up with Ali Hague's Chinese army.

During the pursuit, the remnants of Ali Hague's army were not counted, and there were even more fugitives.

After the county town of Lipu was broken, Ali Hague had less than 40,000 soldiers left, and now, there are almost only more than 10,000 horse troops left. The foot soldiers are almost negligible. Ali Hague couldn't afford to resist for a long time, so he just led the horse army straight to Wuzhou City.

However, there was a price to be paid for escaping, and because he couldn't take care of each other, his pawns were killed like this and lost their armor.

All night, the chase and fighting never stopped.

In the Song army, the guards and the guards, the palace guards and the Xingguo army pursued alternately, constantly attacking the Yuan army and the horse army.

The foot soldiers have been left far behind.

Zhao Dongting sat in the chariot, swaying with the chariot, his left hand wrapped in bandages, and his right hand did not forget to hold the military book and read.

The army had no intention of setting up camp, and seemed to be going straight to Wuzhou City.

Two days ago, the anti-Yuan army had sent people to report the emergency, and the generals of the Southern Song Dynasty wanted to rush to Wuzhou City as soon as possible.

If Wuzhou City can not be lost, it will be of great significance to the entire Guangxi and Guangdong war situation. The Song Dynasty would be able to truly take Guangxi into its hands and keep the Yuan army in Guangdong out of Wuzhou, buying time for the development of the entire Guangnan West Road.

With the danger of Wuzhou City, it is not impossible to block 200,000 enemy troops outside the city with only 50,000 soldiers to defend it.

Zhao Dongting didn't know if Wuzhou City had been lost now, what he could do was to rush over as soon as possible.

The drizzle gradually stopped.

Before I knew it, it was getting light again.

The Ali Hague horse army at the front is still a few hours away from Wuzhou City.

The Song Dynasty's horse army had once again caught up with the rear of their horse army, and the fight continued.

Rao is the night before Ali Hague sent several waves of people to stop them, but he still couldn't stop them.

The Yuan army was exhausted to the limit and did not have much combat effectiveness.

Looking at the chaotic horse army, there were probably only seven or eight thousand people left. And among these seven or eight thousand people, there are still people who have been dismissed.

Some of them died of starvation, while others were exhausted and exhausted to death.

Even the horses stumbled one after another, fell to their knees, and then foamed at the mouth and convulsed, gradually ceasing to move.

Running around like this day and night, let alone a human being, even the war horse can't bear it.

Ali Hague was also in the Ma army at this time, his face was hard to see, his lips were white, and the green tendons on his forehead were about to burst out.

He really didn't think that he would lose so ugly.

He even thought that he fled to Wuzhou City like this, even if he was saved, he would not have the face to live to see Boyan, but he was not willing to die like this. He still wanted to be alive and defeated the Song army, and he was ashamed of this.

"Drive!"

Every time he thought of this, a strong desire to survive surged in his heart, and the force of the horsewhip when he whipped the war horse couldn't help but increase a little.

The two sides of the chase are getting closer and closer to Wuzhou City.

Wuzhou City.

Kong Yuan's army had already attacked the city before it was full of light, and in less than two hours, many soldiers had already climbed to the top of the city.

The bowstrings and catapults on the side of the water village shook non-stop, while on the side of the city wall, there were shouts of killing.

The people who pretended to be the Yuan army had already run out, and there were less than a thousand Jurchen soldiers left under the leadership of Wan Yanzhang to fight bloodily with the Yuan army that attacked the city wall.

No one cares about the Yuan army under the city anymore.

Everyone knew that they would die, and an extremely depressing atmosphere hung over the heads of the Jurchen soldiers.

They launched one charge after another against the Yuan army that had climbed the city wall, and people kept falling in pools of blood.

There was a sudden rumbling sound at the other end of the water village, as if the sky was falling apart.

Just a few dozen minutes later, on the side of Wan Yanzhang, there were only more than 300 soldiers left.

The Yuan army under the city no longer fired arrows at the city.

Kong Yuan's army was all pressed to the city, and Kong Yuan raised his head to look at Wanyanzhang's group of people who were still resisting on the city wall, and he was stunned.

In another ten minutes, there were only 100 people left around Wan Yanzhang.

However, at this time, thousands of Jurchen soldiers suddenly ran over from the side of the water village.

"Kill!"

Among them, there were countless wounded among them, and they ran to the head of the city, without saying anything, just towards the Yuan army and rushing to Wan Yanzhang's side.

Wan Yanzhang smiled bitterly twice, asked the deputy general who ran to the side, and said, "Is the water village broken?" ”

There was still blood flowing down the adjutant general's forehead, and he said: "The enemy has never been able to break the village, because the water village could not withstand the bombardment of catapults and collapsed." ”

"Good! Ha ha! ”

Wan Yanzhang suddenly laughed loudly, his chest rising and falling violently, "I didn't lose my Jurchen son's face!" ”

The adjutant general looked at Yan Zhang's bloodied arms, and his voice was a little choked, "I wish to be the general's pawn again in the next life!" Die for the general! ”

The surrounding Jurchen soldiers shouted one after another, "Die for the general!" ”

The Yuan army that surrounded them was all shocked by this momentum, and just pointed their guns at them, and did not rush up again.

Kong Yuan watched from under the city, and suddenly ordered to stop beating the drums, and then shouted towards the city: "Wanyanzhang, I will respect you as a man, surrender!" ”

Wan Yan Zhang just laughed wildly, "Thank you General Kong for your kindness, I finished Yan Zhang first as a Jin general, then as a Yuan general, and then as a Song general, killing countless Yuan troops in this Wuzhou city, how can I surrender to the Yuan Dynasty again?" ”

Kong Yuan was stunned.

Yes, Wan Yanzhang has already surrendered to the Yuan and rebelled against the Yuan, even if he surrenders again, it is impossible to live. Emperor Kublai Khan of the Yuan Dynasty has not yet been generous to that share.

Slowly clenching his fists again, Kong Yuan said in a deep voice: "Drumming!" Rush to kill! Postwar...... Properly bury these Jurchen soldiers......"

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed again, "Wait, pass the order, don't hurt General Yan Zhang's life." ”

A little regret and guilt appeared on his face.

In this era, heroes are cherished and heroized, and heroes are respected, especially in the army.

The desolate drums sounded.

The battle broke out again on the head of the city.

"Long live the Jurchen!"

The Jurchen soldiers continued to bask in blood while guarding Wan Yanzhang, and the corpses gradually piled up, but no one retreated.

Wan Yanzhang kept laughing wildly.

Although he and nearly 10,000 Jurchen sons died in Wuzhou, they did not regret it until they died. Die heartily and passionately.

Time passed.

The only remaining Jurchen soldiers survived until dusk.

The remnant sun is like blood.

At the head of the city, only Yan Zhang was left alone.

His mace poked into the ground, surrounded by countless Yuan troops. His right arm was trembling constantly, and his physical strength had already reached its limit.

Under the city, Kong Yuan suddenly took off his helmet and bowed slightly to Wan Yanzhang.

The generals and soldiers around him also took off their helmets in salute.

Although Wan Yan Zhang was an enemy army, he used his courage to win their respect.

"Kill!"

Wan Yanzhang turned his head to look at the sunset on the horizon, as if the vision was filled with scarlet curtains, and suddenly roared loudly.

One person and one stick, rushed towards the approaching Yuan army.

A general in the Yuan army rushed out, and the spear in his hand was slammed into Wan Yanzhang's mace.

The mace was freed and fell towards the city.

Several Yuan soldiers pounced on Wan Yanzhang at the same time, crushing him to the ground.

Wan Yanzhang couldn't open it, his eyes were red and he yelled, "Why are you insulting me?" Why did you insult me? ”

The Jurchen soldiers are dead, and he doesn't want to live, but only wants to die.

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