"Are there any reinforcements," Jiang Song muttered distractedly.

The bloodied general of the guard grinned: "General. Let's carry it a little. The whole army was defeated. I'm afraid there won't be any reinforcements......"

Jiang Song smiled. Said: "Since there is no hope of life. Let's do it. Give me a knife."

"Jiang Song......"

Jiang Song smiled gently: "Let the men of Hedong take a look. We are no worse than them." The former army is broken. There are still thousands of people in the Chinese army. But they're all pawns. Foot soldiers fight against cavalry. The result must be that he was ruthlessly crushed and strangled by the cavalry. It's clear to all. In the eyes of the Hedong cavalry, these thousands of people are actually similar to decorations.

The only foot soldier in history who could compete with the cavalry was the foot man heavy armor of the Song Dynasty. Just because the Song Dynasty lost the cloudy land of horses at that time. Had to use heavy infantry to fight against the iron cavalry of the Jin. But today the thousands of foot soldiers in Jiang Song's army are almost unarmoured. Only a few thousand households were wearing leather armor.

The battlefield is littered with corpses. Mixed with the groans of pain from the seriously wounded sergeant. Hearing the groaning, the Hedong cavalry rode forward. With a sly smile, he stabbed the wounded soldier in the heart.

The Chinese army did not move. It's not messed up. The Great Qi Dragon Flag does not move and stands in the middle. The soldiers inadvertently turned their heads to look. Next to the dragon flag with the sound of hunting. I am wearing armor. Riding on a horse with a blank face. Straight as a javelin.

The Lord will still be there. The flag has not fallen.

The soldiers seemed to be filled with energy. They all learned from Jiang Song. Keep your body straight. A belief in death spreads like a plague on the banks of the Bianhe River.

The Hedong cavalry is like a cat playing with a mouse. After breaking through the front army. They are also in no hurry to continue to break through to the Chinese army . Instead, they scattered to find the wounded and not dead Qi soldiers. With a smirk in front of Qi Jun, he sent the tip of his knife into their chests. Then there was a burst of wild laughter.

Seeing the painful struggle in front of him, the robe was stabbed by the enemy and killed. All the officers and men of the Chinese army gritted their teeth loudly. But he still guarded the order and didn't dare to move rashly.

Jiang Song's eyes showed anger and absoluteness.

"Someone. Bring me pen and paper."

"Yes."

Taking advantage of the fact that the Hedong cavalry was not in a hurry to clean up the results of the battle. Jiang Song pondered for a moment. Pick up the pen and ink.

"Your Majesty. The retainers led 8,000 troops and horses to fight. The two armies fought fiercely. More than half of the ministers were killed or wounded. And the Hedong Army has not lost any of its divisions in recent years."

"Desperate situation. Exhausted. Desperate for help. Hope is lost. There will be a heart of mortality, and a soldier will not have the idea of greed for life. The minister led the remnants of 3,000 to hold on to the east bank of the Bianhe River. Die not to surrender. Only with a crippled body and full integrity. Dead Society. Minister. Jiang Song's pen."

Jiang Song finished writing in a hurry. Look up at the grey and gloomy sky. I think of all the things that have happened to me in the past few years. Watching the lights generally flashes in my mind one by one. Born in poverty. Forcibly pulled into the rebel army. Just a few years. There are enemies and friends. There are triumphs and losses. Glory and disgrace. Bitter and sweet. A taste of the world. It seems to have tasted it all in a few years.

own life. That's probably the end of it. I don't know the moment when the Hedong cavalry sword was added. What the hell did you die for?

Blow dry the ink. Jiang Song rolled up the letter. Loud and loud, "Someone."

"In."

"Collect a few empty skin sacs. Blow inside full of air and plug tightly. Find a brother who is proficient in water. Tie them to him and cross the Bianhe. Bring this letter to Your Majesty. Quick."

The eyes of the henchman general lit up: "General. That's a good idea. You can tie the skin ......"

Jiang Song glared at him and said, "You are confused again. Others can walk. Can I go?"

The sergeant delivering the letter was crying breathlessly. Kneeling in front of Jiang Song and being silent. The sergeant cried. Finally, I took the credit oil paper and wrapped it and stuffed it into my arms. In the end, there were three knocks. Without saying a word, he jumped off the Bianhe River behind him.

The low horn sounded again. Like the Overture to Hell for the Soul. Reminds Jiang Song of the ending over and over again.

With red eyes, he stared at the Menghe East soldiers who had formed a charging formation in front of them. Qin Kan suddenly raised his head and laughed. Pulled out the knife with a thud. The blade trembled slightly. Diagonally pointing forward.

"Difficult things through the ages. Only death. There is no greed for life. Fight to the death today."

The eyes of the soldiers were red. Gritted their teeth and raised their knives and guns. Excitedly shouted: "Fight to the death."

"Fight to the death."

The loud shouts of killing made all the Hedong cavalry stunned. They don't understand. Why did an army that had fallen into a completely desperate situation suddenly burst out with such high morale? Impression of the Great Qi Army. That's not what it looks like......

The horn suddenly became shorter. The Hedong cavalry formed a good formation. Begin to urge the horse to charge.

Jiang Song roared sharply: "Shield. Bow and arrow preparation. Spear ready."

Brush.

The sergeants moved in unison. There is no panic at the moment of danger.

The Hedong cavalry charged on the way. See this army like this. They all panicked.

This is the Qi army, an army in the true sense of the word. Because they have the will to die rather than give in. and the belief of fighting to the death. From a senior officer to a non-commissioned officer. It's better to be.

The last moment of engagement. They won the respect of the Hedong cavalry.

Jiang Song gritted his teeth. Staring at red-eyed eyes. Watching the Hedong cavalry get closer and closer. The scene of the cavalry ravaging the foot soldiers is about to be repeated again.

"Charge the whole army."

A rare scene in the history of warfare in which foot soldiers took the initiative to attack the cavalry began.

The landslide cracked in the shouts of killing. respective leaders. Wielding a steel sword, they rushed towards the Mongolian cavalry billowing smoke and dust.

A fight to this point. The so-called formation is completely unnecessary. No matter how delicate the formation of the foot soldiers was, they could not withstand the charge of the cavalry. There is at least a glimmer of life in the melee of each other.

It was a terrible battle. Both sides have no regard for their own lives. Purely with the idea that the fish will die and the net will be broken together. Chop with a knife. Pinch with your hands. Hit your head with a bang. Bite ...... with your teeth Exhaust all the methods in your life that can kill your enemies. Just to pull a back-mounted enemy before dying.

There was a chaotic sound of fighting in the smoke. Qin Kan covered his mouth and nose. Dozens of guards and five hundred soldiers surrounded him. Spread a barrel of defense around him.

The shouts of killing are getting closer. Mixed with the sound of horses' hooves that seemed to be close at hand. The goal of the Hedong Army is clear. It is to kill Qin Kan, the Han official.

Jiang Song sighed. It's finally time to get out of this hellish mess......

The five hundred soldiers who were in front of Jiang Song were all dispatched together. At this time, I saw the young Yang Zhi raise the steel knife in his hand and take the lead. Be the first to pounce on the wolf smoke. There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting. The immature screams were like sharp arrows shot into Jiang Song's chest.

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