The midday sun began to turn white and dazzling, and the fierce battle near the south gate of Hanzhong City became more fierce minute by minute.

From early morning to noon, Wanyan Xiyin commanded the troops to launch six waves of large-scale attacks in a row, and the first two attacks were relatively stable, which could be regarded as a test of the strength of the Huaxia Army. Knowing that the situation on the battlefield was not right, the next four large-scale attacks hit almost like a storm and thunder, and according to the feeling on the battlefield, tens of thousands of people in the opposing army had already taken turns to participate in the attack.

There was only a slight gap between each round of attacks of all sizes, and it was a short time for one of the Jurchens' thousand-man team to retreat after being hindered, and the next thousand-man team to rush up.

The sound of explosions and fighting came from afar, and Chen Hai got up from the pool of blood, his body already shaking. The assault on this position was repulsed, and fighting continued on several other positions.

Sticky blood dripped from his hair, and he reached out to wipe it, his nose was full of blood, and the corpses on the ground beside him were piled up, some of them were Jurchen's, some were of his companions. The commander of the third battalion, Chen Kuquan, fell there, his stomach was split open by the enemy's knife, and his internal organs flowed out, sticky and greasy.

No matter how long they fought on the battlefield, people couldn't get used to such a sticky and greasy feeling, Chen Hai reached out and wiped his eyes, and then wiped his eyes with a relatively clean right sleeve because he was covered with blood. He squatted down and closed Chen Kuquan's eyes, this was a comrade-in-arms who had followed him for the longest time, when he became the squad leader, Chen Kuquan was one of the soldiers in the squad, and now the soldiers of that squad, none of them are in front of him.

The sound and breath in the ears then became real, and the running figures, the soldiers looking for the wounded, someone ran over and reported: "...... The commander of the second battalion died. "The second battalion commander is called Chang Feng, and he is a big man with a pimple on his face.

“…… The battalion commander sacrificed the company commander on top, the company commander died, and the platoon commander replaced. ”

Chen Hai said this calmly, and then walked up to the small dirt bag on the side: "If you are injured, bandage it quickly!" Count the number of people in each battalion! The Golden Dog is coming soon! Look at your comrades-in-arms who are gone! They died for us, how are we going to repay him—"

He ran out of strength, and shouted to the last sentence, and his usually quiet and indifferent voice was even a little hoarse.

The battlefield was dyed red in pools of corpses and blood, and most of the people who were still alive turned a sticky red. No matter how much people go through it, it's hard to get used to the sticky touch. It's just that some people will vomit out because of the pain, and some people will choose to throw such great pain back on the head of the abuser.

As a result, people's bodies can have a little more strength to fight.

In front of the Jurchen array in the east, a thousand-person team that had previously become chaotic in the battle had withdrawn one after another, and Wanyan Xiyin looked ahead. He had already seen the whole situation on the other side clearly, the strength of the Huaxia army was only about four thousand, and it had been five days of fierce fighting, but they had repelled the attacks of the Jurchen elite on their side in wave after wave.

The midday sun was a little blindingly white, just like this attack and defense, so long that he felt a little disgusted. The soldiers under his command were already fighting hard, but everything that appeared in front of him was just because the opposing defense line was too tenacious, and Xi Yin could only watch his superior forces rush into front of the opponent's formation, and then retreat, chaos and even partial collapse in the fight again and again. In fact, the other party did not take advantage of too many fortifications.

In fact, the battle in Hanzhong City continued, and some of the Jin troops drove the Han people out of it, and the Huaxia army built barricades with debris on the streets, and it was difficult for the crowds to advance. The small-scale Huaxia Army troops rushed into the city through the crowd, causing a lot of chaos - most of the soldiers in the city were defeated and retreated from the battlefield, and the fighting spirit was unbearable, and Wanyan Xiyin couldn't think about it for a while.

The old man frowned, although he still looked calm, the blood on his forehead still swelled from time to time due to anxiety. About twenty miles to the west, Zong Han was fighting on the decisive battlefield, and at the first time he confirmed the news, Xi Yin originally had several options to make, such as abandoning this position and letting most of the troops detour from Hanzhong City to support Zong Han, or boarding a fleet and going up the Han River - of course, this is the most inefficient, and now the Han River is in the flood season, and the water flow is even more turbulent after Hanzhong, and no one is afraid that anyone will go fast when they take that part of the road, and they may be attacked by the Huaxia Army when they land.

These deductions did not make any sense, because if his own army could not defeat the 4,000 men on the opposite side in Hanzhong, then many of the things that followed would become meaningless.

Zong Han is not a child, he doesn't need to feel that the other party needs rescue when he learns that the other party is under attack - especially when 30,000 people are attacked by more than 10,000 people on the other side, and there are still many stragglers on the battlefield that can be gathered, his own army, which is the farthest away from the other party, does not need to rush over. Zong Han will not make too mistakes in tactics, because he was in the middle of the plan or was ambushed and ate the opponent's big loss......

He used a fierce offensive to defeat this Huaxia army, and then support the battlefield, which was the most correct way to fight. If it is best to defeat the opponent in one hour, and not in one hour, then it will be half a day, but half a day has passed. The tenacity of the other party finally made him feel a little anxious.

If the entire Chinese Seventh Army was such a combat force, what would the Tuanshan battlefield look like?

"Tula." He waved the command flag down, "It's your turn, the Huaxia army is at the end of its crossbow...... Pierce them—"

A fierce man named Tula listened to the order, and in the midday sun, the drums of war became more intense.

Zong Han is not a child, and he will not make tactical mistakes.

And themselves, they must win here to be sure that the entire battlefield can be won.

He looked at the daylight.

In another hour, we will be able to defeat them.

"Kill—"

As another round of military formations rushed out, the old man waved his sword and shouted loudly.

After that, the shouts of thousands of Jurchens, like thunder, swept across the entire battlefield, and the continuous addition of living forces brought new morale to the Jurchen soldiers who were still fighting on the battlefield.

Chen Hai raised his long knife and faced the attacking enemy, and a messenger soldier was sent out.

"Tell Brigade Commander Lin that there are no reserves left in our regiment."

He didn't ask for support, because he could probably guess because of the other party's answer. Lin Dongshan will probably say: "I don't have it either, you keep it for me." But he still has to tell Lin Dongshan such a message, because if his side dies, Lin Dongshan will have to watch it.

Not long after, the soldiers came over with Lin Dongshan's reply, and the position on this side had fallen into the tide of fighting.

……

The miserable white sunlight overlooks the earth, and from the west gate of Hanzhong, on the road to Tuanshan, frictions of all sizes are also occurring.

There were not many soldiers who were transferred to this side by the Huaxia army, but since the morning, there have been two companies of soldiers who have been circling around the west gate of Hanzhong, either intercepting and killing the Jurchen scouts who have sent a message, or fighting the Jurchen rout who retreated to Hanzhong.

After the time, Wanyan Yuchi led more than 3,000 people from the West Gate to kill, ready to go to Tuanshan, but also was attacked by these two teams at the first time, they took the mountain terrain as a basis, launched an attack on the Jurchen troops who had walked the road, and even launched two iron cannons captured from where to bombard Wanyan Yuchi's military formation, so that Wanyan Yuchi had to send cavalry to expel them, and the two companies quickly hid in the forest, putting on a posture of stubbornly resisting and delaying time.

Among Wanyan Yuchi's 3,000 troops, there were nearly 1,000 cavalry, and if he wanted to annihilate the Huaxia army of these two companies, of course, there was no problem, but he knew the other party's purpose, so he had no choice but to use cavalry to launch rockets, set fire to the woods, and let the infantry pass quickly.

Six miles west of Hanzhong, the small set called Qingyangyi, at this time has been occupied by a battalion of Huaxia soldiers, around noon, more than 200 people found the killing of Wanyan Yuchi, then built fortifications to attack. After Yan Yuchi also set off an offensive and fought with the other party for half an hour, but the defense on the opposite side was extremely strong, and he finally decided to leave from the fork in the side and go to Tuanshan first, so as not to be dragged by more than 200 people and not reach the battlefield.

Not long after passing through the Qingyang Station, someone touched the side of the road again, three Huaxia soldiers hid in the grass on the side of the road, and when the Jurchen troops passed by, they jumped out and threw three grenades, and then ran away, they crossed the small earthen ditch next to them, and then plunged into the small river not far away, and drove away - this was obviously a strategy planned according to the terrain, and the nearby cavalry quickly pursued, but still failed to shoot them before they fell into the water.

He has been following Wanyan Xiyin, never participated in the battle in the southwest, and only officially began to fight with the Huaxia Seventh Army until Hanzhong, he also learned the information of this Huaxia Army through the rout on the battlefield, but at this moment, for this group of troops that seemed to dare to attack him no matter how many people dared to attack him, Wanyan Yuchi finally felt annoyed.

Those who are good at scouting in the field, and may fight head-on, will have weaknesses. With this in mind, he set his sights on the mountains to the west......

……

At this moment, southeast of Tuanshan Mountain, between the hills and lowlands leading to Hanzhong, the battle was boiling into an angry tide in the storm.

The hour was just after noon. The most tenacious wave of counterattacks led by Wanyan Zonghan began.

Under the sky, within a radius of several miles, there were a large number of scattered soldiers, the corpses were uncared for on the battlefield, the smoke and dust were still rising on the position after the shelling, and in the core area of the inner enclosure, fierce fighting was forming, Wanyan Zonghan launched the core elite of 8,000 people under his command, and frantically pounced on Qin Shaoqian's troops on the northeast hills round by round.

After half a day of fighting, half of the armies on the periphery had collapsed, and the rest of the troops, which were still thousands of formations, were only numbers after being defeated and fleeing. Only the 8,000 people in the inner perimeter still maintain the will to fight, and the middle and high-level generals who led these soldiers were promoted by Zong Han's personal guards who had followed Zong Han for many years, as well as Zong Han's in-laws and close relatives.

At the turn of the afternoon, the first thousand-man team led by the Jurchen Meng Anchara made a fierce charge on the battlefield in the northeast, this is a veteran who has followed Zong Han since the beginning of the Agu Fight, he is fifty-five years old this year, tall, just because the little finger of his right hand is a little deformed, and his early achievements are not good - that is also because of the star-studded early Jin Kingdom - he has followed Zong Han for many years, and the eldest daughter married Xianbao as a concubine, although he is old these years, he is full of energy and bravery, and it is said that his family has countless concubines, Cha Ra sang night and night, and he was not tired.

After determining Qin Shaoqian's position and setting the goal, he was the first to come out and ask for his life to charge, Zong Han looked at him and nodded.

The Jurchen veteran wielded a big axe, and then led more than 1,000 people under his command to rush towards the Huaxia army on the hills ahead.

The strength of a battalion of the Huaxia Army came up from the front, and this was more than 200 people from the first battalion of the first division, three brigades, two regiments, and one battalion. With the blockade of the first battalion, the second battalion immediately killed from the flank, and Chara divided his troops to respond. Between the hills and the troubled times, there was the flying of arrows, followed by an explosion, after the two sides were close to each other, the throwing of grenades and fire and thunder did not stop, and in the blink of an eye, the formations of both sides were torn into chaos, and a large number of soldiers of the Huaxia Army chiseled and killed the Jurchen generals wielding big axes.

The establishment is in chaos, even the Jurchen elite can see the phenomenon of a small number of soldiers subconsciously fleeing to the side after losing their restraint, Zong Han called the cavalry team of Yan Saba: "Implement military law!" Kill the fugitive! ”

As the cavalry team rushed out, Zong Han ordered Meng An Wanyan Zhentu to lead another thousand-man team to press. This is the cousin of Sheyama and Xianbao, thirty-two years old, attacked the county earldom, and fought bravely. After receiving the order, press forward.

The sound of shouting and fighting was so chaotic that it was annoying, and some of the Jurchen troops could be called orderly, but the Chinese army troops that were killing from all directions seemed to be chaotic at first glance. Most of them have already experienced one or two battles, and in terms of numbers and physical strength, they are not comparable to their own side, but the problem is that even if they are superior in numbers, as long as the people on their side are thrown out, after being disrupted on the battlefield, they will basically not be able to catch them, and the Huaxia army on the opposite side can still charge forward.

Wanyan Zhentu's second thousand-man team was blocked by the chaotic own soldiers, and the support was not yet in place, and the thousands of people led by Cha Ra had been shattered in the staggered offensive of the Huaxia army, and the guards gathered towards Cha Ra, trying to protect the general's retreat and join Wan Yan Zhentu, two grenades were thrown over, drowning the crowd in smoke and dust, and several soldiers of the Huaxia army killed the crowd.

The battle was chaotic, through the vision of the telescope, Zong Han could also see the figure of Cha Ra wielding a big axe bravely swinging, a soldier of the Huaxia Army pounced and crashed with him and flew to the ground, Cha Ra's body rolled, and after getting up, he drew his sword and fought. The Huaxia soldiers also pounced, and Chara's personal guards next to him came close to the front, forcing the Huaxia soldiers to take a step back, and the other two Huaxia soldiers had also been killed, and everyone fought together, and in a blink of an eye, Chara's body was already bloody. I don't know who threw out the fire and thunder again, and the rising smoke and dust obscured the figure of the fight.

The third formation rushed out along the flank, and Zong Han's home formation pressed forward in an all-round way.

At this moment in the battle, the so-called tactics and intrigues of the so-called art of war are already difficult to show their effectiveness, or in other words, these things are just the basic skills of command. Both sides can only hold their own chess pieces and devote themselves to the chessboard with all their might, and once they enter the game, they can only fight one way.

Arm by force is broadening the way forward. In less than three moments, Zong Han's entire army was thrown into battle, and the two huge whirlpools had already converged and devoured each other fiercely.

Before this, although there were also Han Qixian and others who advised Zong Han not to take risks in person, they were rejected by Zong Han one by one.

……

Arrows flew staggered in the sky not far away all the time, explosions occasionally sounded, the neighing of war horses, the shouts of human voices, and the echoes of explosions, as if the whole world had fallen into a fight.

The general wearing an eyepatch stood on a small dirt slope, looking around with his one eye, and the mighty impact of the Jurchens unfolded in front of him.

The Jurchen routs that collapsed in the fierce fighting were like parts evaporating from this huge vortex, fleeing to the periphery with joy, while small Huaxia army teams were passing through villages and forests, trying to turn into long lines and cut through the core Jurchen team.

The offensive in the south was especially strong, so much so that the middle of the Jurchen army had been killed and distorted, and the entire brigade led by Qi Xinhan had been scattered, but he had gathered a regiment of troops in the south and was trying to cut the Jurchen main formation, which still numbered several thousand, into two pieces.

As for Qin Shaoqian's side, the movement of the fight has almost extended to the front of him. There are more than 4,000 people, including Zong Han, who are pressing towards this hill with all their might, and in front of them is a regiment led by Xu Xiaohu, and there are about six or seven battalions and even scattered to the company level troops are attacking Wanyan Zonghan's location from different directions at the same time, such an offensive has delayed the speed of the Jurchens' advance, and it can be said that this giant beast is being cut apart while advancing.

Qin Shaoqian's position was less than a hundred meters away from the front line of the battle, and occasionally there would even be Jurchen divine marksmen who forcibly broke through to shoot arrows in this direction, and there was probably only a garrison company of hundreds of troops by his side. There were probably a few companies and battalions active on the nearby hilltops and mountainsides, and Wanyan Saba led the cavalry to break through and go around Qin Shaoqian's rear, on the one hand, he wanted to block Qin Shaoqian's retreat, and on the other hand, he could also launch an attack on this side of the hill at any time.

Fortunately, this hillside is strange and rocky, and it is not difficult to deal with the cavalry.

"I have already informed Ni Hua under the mountain to keep an eye on Yan Saba, he has a battalion of troops that can be used, and the number is insufficient, so I asked him to recruit him on the spot......" Chief of Staff Chi Wenguang came over and looked at the battlefield in front with Qin Shaoqian, "...... You say, when will Zong Han be able to kill here? Make a bet? ”

Qin Shaoqian put down the binoculars: "...... He would never be able to kill him. ”

The offensive of the Huaxia army was like a blade, cutting through the flesh and bones, and chiseling through the body of the Jurchen army......

……

Zong Han hadn't experienced the feeling of being trapped in a battle for a long time.

He has been in a high position for a long time, and from the middle stage of the Liao eradication, all he needs to consider is basically a matter of battle formation strategy. Large-scale marches, sieges, and offensive on the battlefield before crushing the opponent.

In the past few decades, there are not many people in this world who are evenly matched with the Jurchens, and few people can stab the blade in front of him, and in the past, if such a situation really appeared, he would generally choose to transfer or even break through first.

The situation in front of us is not the same.

The Huaxia army fought bravely, but after all, there were not many of them, and although the soldiers led by themselves had not fought well recently, they still had the strength to fight a battle.

Once transferred, the Jurchens will lose all opportunities, and only he will take the lead and move forward bravely, and on this afternoon today, perhaps the sky can still give the Jurchens a blessing.

Shuai Qi moved forward in the mighty shouts, and a group of Jurchen soldiers were fighting bravely, and the cannons were pushed forward, blasting into the sky and dust. Zong Han marched forward with his sword under the arch of the guards, and sometimes even bows, arrows, and crossbows flew over, and the guards tried to surround him, but they were violently drunk by Zong Han.

I don't know when, the offensive of the Huaxia army has begun to affect the artillery position, Zong Han sent two hundred people to support, repelled the offensive of the Huaxia army company, but soon after, there were small teams of the Huaxia army from the flank, this is the inevitable state of affairs after the flank situation has been disturbed, if it is a Jurchen team, it is difficult to muster up the courage to kill directly from the periphery, but the team of the Huaxia army is keen on this, some of them appeared when they were already dozens of zhang away, and when they encountered the thousand people around Zong Han, they were killed again.

The front of the military array involved in the attack has been shattered, Cha Ra was the first to be killed by the Huaxia army, Wanyan Zhentu was cut off a hand and a leg by the soldiers of the Huaxia army after a battle, and several knives in the body were rescued by the guards, dying, before and after, the Huaxia army's squad slaughtered through the chaotic military formation, and the team around Zong Han was also involved in the battle.

"Rush with me—"

Zong Han moved forward with his sword, and his banner did inspire many Jurchen soldiers, so that after the rout, they gathered in this direction.

A team of the Chinese army came from the flank, the shot of the crossbow crossed the crowd, and a "ding" sound was nailed to the armor of a personal soldier on Zong Han's side, someone threw a grenade, and after the explosion, there was billowing smoke and dust, and the guards in front of the side went up to start a fight. Several guards leaned over on horseback, trying to block a possible attack for Zong Han, but Zong Han waved his whip and told them to leave a little: "Don't mess around! They're throwing fire and thunder, and you're all going to have an accident—"

In the smoke and dust in front of the side, the figures were staggered, and one after another the warriors fell, and the blood sprinkled in the sky with the light of the sword, rushing out of the smoke and dust, Zong Han heard someone shouting: "Sticky Han is here-"

"Killed him—"

"—Kill the !! of Sticky Han"

In the smoke and dust, the leader was a sturdy Chinese army soldier like an ox, he set his eyes on Zong Han's side, and in the fight, Zong Han swung his sword: "Go and kill him!" 100 Gold Rewards! A knight rushed up beside him, but on the side of the battlefield, a small group of Huaxia troops appeared in the field of vision, which seemed to respond to the call of "killing Sticky Han", rushed over to stop this group of riders, and the two sides fought together.

The soldier of the Huaxia Army, who was like an ox, picked up his wounded companion in the chaos not far away, and came over with a knife, someone shot an arrow, he held a shield to block, and his body was bloody, Zong Han looked at the side, and then looked at the hillside not far away, where there was a mighty fight, he picked up his long sword: "Listen to my orders!" ”

He yelled, "Kill them—"

The formation was pushed forward, and the soldiers in the rear row lit fire and thunder and threw them over there, and there were no more than a dozen soldiers of the Huaxia Army in that area, scattering towards the surroundings, dodging in panic, some rolling in the dirt ditch, some hiding behind the stones, and some people were blown up and flying on the spot. In the thick smoke, the soldiers in the front row rushed up, and Zong Han saw the Huaxia Army soldier pounce out of the smoke and dust behind the stone, and split one of his guards in the chest with a knife, blood spurted out, and the body of the guard flew out two or three feet away. The warrior then staggered back under the attack of the two Jurchen soldiers. But as a wounded member of the Huaxia Army came to help, the warrior immediately slashed the neck of a Jurchen warrior with a knife.

"Okay—"

Zong Han rode his horse and rushed over!

His heart was full of blood, his horse was like thunder, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the Chinese army soldier and cut it down with a sword!

The body of the Huaxia army soldier rushed out, and with a long knife on his body, he slashed at the leg of Zonghan's war horse!

Blood was flying, and the Huaxia Army soldier was taken by the war horse, and his body rolled on the ground. Zong Han rushed out with his horse. Due to the short distance of running, the speed of the war horse was not the fastest after all, although the front leg was slashed, but only staggered to the ground, Zong Han directly flipped off the war horse, he threw away the long sword in his hand, and the surrounding soldiers were shouting: "Great handsome!" Zong Han lifted his cloak and threw it away, picked up a big knife from the ground, and rushed forward.

He was good at using a knife when he was in his prime, and he was basically only giving orders all these years, so he changed to a majestic long sword, but in the current situation, it was not good enough after all.

The Jurchen generals who were able to make a name for themselves in the early days of the Jin Kingdom were all warriors on the battlefield, even if Wanyan Lou Room was old, he was still keen to stage the drama of three or five elite armor to seize the city, although Wanyan Xiyin was more in charge of literary affairs, but when it came to martial arts competitions, such as Wanyan Zongbi, who had a great reputation in history, one or two would be beaten by him. The same is true of Zong Han, who has been planning for decades, but his martial arts training has never been left behind, and at this time, he is still the best warrior and hunter among the Jurchens.

He is tall, perennial power, and has accumulated a majesty and momentum far beyond ordinary people, at this time with a knife in his hand, the cold murderous aura is enough to frighten people's hearts, the sturdy Chinese army soldier got up from the ground, his face and forehead were rubbed with blood, surrounded by the Jurchen guards who were rushing, and Yan Zonghan rushed with a knife in front. There was a frenzy in his eyes, two rows of teeth bared, and what looked like a blood-soaked laugh—

He exerted force on his legs and faced Zong Han. This world-famous and murderous Jurchen general slashed at his prey with a knife, like a butcher slashing at his prey, and the soldiers of the Huaxia Army, who were half a head shorter than him, slashed from the bottom to the top and went up with all his might! The sword light rose into the sky.

"Bang-" sound, the two steel knives collided in the air with all their might, Zong Han's full force of the knife, at this time was smashed open, his body retreated half a step, the soldier of the Huaxia Army took half a step, the knife was in the air, his eyes were fanatical, blood foam spurted from his open mouth, and the roar sounded in front of Zong Han.

"Kill—"

Kill to celebrate.

More than ten years have passed, and Niu Chengshu, the commander of the first company of the second battalion of the second brigade and the second regiment of the first division of the Chinese Seventh Army, once again fell the blade in front of Wan Yan Zonghan. On one side is the seemingly insignificant soldiers of the Huaxia Army, and on the other hand, there are the Jurchen heroes who have brought shadows to the world for decades, the blades are split together, and sparks are flying in the air, and in the blink of an eye, Wanyan Zonghan keeps retreating and falling into the crowd.

The Jurchen soldiers next to him drowned over—