"Wanyan Zongwang is dead, Wanyan Zongwang is dead!"

After Lu Wenlong picked Yan Zongwang with his spear, the soldiers who knew him immediately roared, and soon spread throughout the battlefield.

"What, His Royal Highness the Second Prince is dead!"

Hearing the shouts from all directions, Gao Biao couldn't help but panic, and the steel lance in his hand had unconsciously made a mess.

"Death to the dog!" Ma Lan seized the opportunity, with a bang, the big knife in his hand wrapped in the whirring wind and slashed down, as if Mount Tai was pressing the top.

Gao Biao was distracted for a moment, and he was caught off guard. Although he barely blocked the knife with his quick reaction, he was not strong enough to change his tactics in a hurry, and his heart and lungs were shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out "wow".

"Hahaha, just joined forces against me for so long, now it's my turn to fight back." Seeing that Gao Biao was beaten by himself until he vomited blood, Ma Lu was very proud, and the big knife in his hand became more fierce in the wild laughter, and his moves were fierce, without leaving Gao Biao's vital point.

"Ding Dong, Gao Biao's heart and lung trauma was detected, and his strength was greatly reduced, the force was -6, and the current force dropped to 98."

Gao Biao struggled to support eight or nine rounds, knowing that he was no longer Ma Lan's opponent, and he had plans to get out at the moment. However, Ma Luan's eyes are also vicious, and he has a deep understanding of Gao Biao's thoughts, and he dances with a big knife, not giving Gao Biao a chance to leave.

Gao Biao failed to force Ma Lu back several times, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. As soon as he gritted his teeth and turned his heart sideways, he jumped off the horse with a vertical leap, rolled and pulled away from Ma Lu, and even if he straightened up, spread his legs and flew outside.

Seeing this, Ma Lan was stunned for a moment, then urged the war horse to chase after him, and laughed loudly: "This brute dog won't be like Li Xuanba, his brain is a little unbright." In order to escape for his life, he gave up his war horse, can these two legs outrun four legs? ”

But soon, Ma Lan realized that he was wrong. No matter how he galloped his horse, the distance between him and Gao Biao became farther and farther away. Only then did he realize that this Jurchen general was very likely to run differently from ordinary people like Dai Zong, the rumored Jinyi Wei capable person.

According to the Jin History, Gao Biao was brave and strong, and was able to travel 300 miles a day. Although it is not as rebellious as Dai Zong, he is definitely a first-class and good player. Ma Lan saw that he couldn't catch up, so he immediately gave up Gao Biao, turned the horse's head and went to the Jurchen crowd.

"Brothers, kill!"

Perhaps he felt that the head that could have been taken down inexplicably ran away, Ma Lan sprinkled all his anger on the Jurchen cavalry, and the long knife flew up and down, and all the enemies he encountered were slashed and flew, invincible, killing the Jurchen cavalry to discourage and avoid the plague.

The soldiers of the Sui army were all greatly encouraged, their morale was like a rainbow, shouting and shouting, like a tiger descending from the mountain, frantically slaughtering the Jurchen soldiers in front of them, as if the torrent of the embankment was rolling by, and in the blink of an eye, the Jurchen cavalry was devoured in it, separated and surrounded, and they were eliminated one by one with the support of the archers above.

"Resist, resist me, fight with the Han people!" Dolgon's eyes were red, and he roared hoarsely. His martial arts are not as good as Gao Biao, and without his special skills, it is naturally impossible to escape from the encirclement. can only rely on his own prestige to try his best to gather troops and horses to resist desperately.

"The Jurchen barbarians, they still have to resist stubbornly until now, they really don't know whether they live or die!"

Ma Lan tore through the rebellious army with his sword, and rode straight to Dorgon. Dolgon had already seen Ma Lu's bravery, and at this moment, he was so frightened that he had the courage to clash with him head-on, so he turned his horse and fled.

It's a pity that Gao Biao has just escaped from Ma Lan's hands, and he has long been wary of a similar situation happening again, and when he saw Dolgon turn around and run, he took the iron-tired bow from the saddle without saying a word, and shot Dolgon off his horse with a whooshing arrow.

On the battlefield the men shouted that the horses neighed, and Dolgon fell to the ground with an arrow, even if he was trampled by the horses. By the time Ma Lan arrived, he had already turned into a puddle of meat mud, so angry that Ma Lan scolded: "**, did you make a mistake today, just ran from your hand, this one was trampled like this, and you can't even take your head, where can you invite credit?" ”

"Dingdong, Dolgon was trampled to death by a chaotic horse, and the host gained 9 soul points, and the current soul points have risen to 112."

Towards dusk, a big battle finally came to an end. Among the 20,000 Jurchen cavalry, except for the general Gao Biao and more than 1,000 remnants of the army, all the rest were annihilated. However, to the great surprise of Zhang Xun, Liu Xuanchu and others, after a big battle, except for six or seven hundred Jurchen soldiers who were captured because of serious injuries, the rest of the soldiers fought to the death when they found that there was no way to escape.

"The will of the Jurchen barbarians is really terrifying, if they are allowed to develop, when they learn the formation of troops and the various techniques of our Central Plains in the future, I am afraid that there is really no army in this world that can compare with them. We should report to Your Majesty quickly and eliminate the Jurchens as soon as possible, otherwise, we will definitely suffer endlessly! ”

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Ten days later, under the city of Zhuojun, the Jurchen camp.

Wanyan looked at Gao Biao, who was still covered in blood in front of him, with a gloomy face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood. The Jurchen generals on both sides also stayed in place with shocked expressions, not daring to believe what they were hearing.

The Jurchens are no better than the Turks, who have a vast territory and millions of people who control the strings. However, the Jurchen has gone south in recent years, although the soldiers are brave and not afraid of death, but the strong men of the whole clan are only 200,000, and now they have lost one-tenth of the battle in the first battle, which is definitely a serious blow to the Jurchens.

And among the generals who died, there was actually Wanyan Zongwang, although Wanyan Zongwang was the second son of Wanyan Aguta, but the eldest son of Wanyan Aguda died early (PS: Wanyan Aguta's eldest son is named Wanyan Zonggan, but he was not carried out by Wanyan Aguta, so it was set to die early. So Wanyan Zongwang is actually the first heir of Wanyan Aguta.

Although in history, his throne was passed to his younger brother Wanyan Wu Qimai, but Wanyan Wu Qimai was not born at this time. Therefore, Wanyan Aguda has always cultivated Wanyan Zongwang as an heir, and now the heir he has poured so much effort into is actually dead like this, how can this not make him feel distressed?

"Point the soldiers, point the soldiers, I will personally lead the army to Xinchang and use Zhang Xun's head and blood to sacrifice the soul of Zongwang!" Wanyan Aguda completely lost his former calm at this moment, and suddenly jumped up, like a fierce beast that chooses people to devour, roaring like crazy.