The cold wind swept the withered grass and hit Yang Weizhong's face, the desolate swallow land was really desolate.

Yesterday, out of the Juma River to the north, the soldiers captured the new city without blood, and today the army is in Zhuozhou.

Yang Weizhong didn't lift the clairvoyant mirror, this thing has already been manufactured, because it is all hand-polished, and there are strict accuracy requirements, so the output is very low, and it is very precious.

Yang Weizhong had already seen the Jin army on the opposite side with the naked eye, and the person at the head was the Jin man and the fourth prince Wushu.

Tens of thousands of gold soldiers were killing violently, and the battle was not small. But Yang Weizhong obviously didn't take the enemy on the other side in his eyes, on the contrary, he was still very puzzled - Jin Wushu dared to come to his own soldiers?

I'm afraid there are ghosts in it.

Otherwise, the Golden Vulture is just here to find death?

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First, the faint sound of trumpets and war drums came, and then just as the sound became clearer and clearer, a black line rose on the northern horizon, and as soon as this black line came out, it surged like a rolling torrent.

Swords and guns are like forests, flags are like clouds, and thousands of troops and horses are all over the mountains. In the wolf smoke, the fiery red robe of the Yan King Army accompanied the red flag, like a sea of red. In the midst of the ten thousand armies, a banner with the word "Yang" written on it is particularly eye-catching.

Jin Wushu looked at the Yan Wangjun on the opposite side, his eyes jumped, as a character who was killed from the battle, what was the morale and fighting spirit of the soldiers, how could he not look at it?

What was the previous Song army like?

Even if you wear reinforced iron armor and have a tall city, your morale will not be high. A loose rabble.

And what about the elite soldiers? Iron Horse Jingo, majestic and solemn, that is a kind of temperament, a spirit, and a feeling that can be distinguished at a glance!

Whether it was a strong soldier or a rabble, he could tell at a glance.

No matter how neat the armor of the rabble is, it is also a group of rabble, they don't have that spirit, they don't have that murderous fighting spirit, they look ordinary.

And now what about the Yanshan Army?

Looking at them, the Golden Vulture seemed to see his own family. It's just that unlike the momentum of the Jin people like a fire in the sky, the current Song army is more like a calm mountain.

Tens of thousands of Jin soldiers attacked, most of them were Yandi Han'er troops, but Jin Wushu also had 3,000 iron cavalry in his hands, composed of Jurchen, Khitan and Xi people.

The sound of horses' hooves roared, and the Yan Wang army on the opposite side did not waver in the slightest, and the army was strictly organized and motionless like a mountain.

"Forward-" Yang Weizhong yelled.

With the earth-shattering thunder in hand, it became much easier and simpler for the Yanshan army to fight. It doesn't matter how many enemies there are in front of you, just push all the way through. It would be great if there were a large number of horse troops on the side, and wait until the Heaven-shaking Thunder defeated the opponent's main force and took the opportunity to kill it.

Jin Wushu looked at Song Jun in front of him who took the initiative to attack him, and his face couldn't help but twitch. Because he was about to retreat.

Retreat without fighting, Jin Wushu he can't remember the last time Jin Bing did this. Maybe in the ten years or so that they have been on the rise, there has not been such a scene at all.

And yet now......

"Withdraw—"

Jin Wushu shouted, the drum and trumpet sounded, the flag waved, and Zhang Linghui in the infantry formation immediately commanded the infantry to retreat when he saw it. This was all ordered to him by Jin Wushu before he sent out the army.

The Ma army plus the Han army in Yandi gathered a total of 10,000 people, how could this resist the Yan Wang army?

Therefore, retreating, retreating all the time, supplemented by archery and horse riding at the same time, constantly harassing the Nanban, this is what the Golden Vulture Army has to do.

Because more than ten miles behind him is Zhuozhou City, Guo Yaoshi led the main force to garrison it, and there are tens of thousands of iron horsemen led by Wanyan Lou Room behind the city.

The Jin people invested more troops in this war than the Yan Wang army.

Yang Weizhong blinked, and burst out with a foul mouth: "Straight mother thief!" What a treacherous golden captive. ”

That Zhuozhou City is not far away, and the Jin Army is doing this like this, how can Yan Wangjun relax? You can only go all the way down the array. And it's a waste of energy to do that.

Yang Weizhong could even think of the result after the Yan Wangjun arrived in Zhuozhou City, and Jin Yu would inevitably set up an army on the side......

"Where is Yue Fei?"

"The last general will obey orders."

Yang Weizhong turned around behind him. The appearance is not outstanding, but the eyes are very figure. a blue battle robe, lined with a mountain armor; A white steed with a gilded saddle.

"Yue's invincible name resounded in the army. The golden thief is at the moment, and you dare to be the first to rush into battle? ”

Yue Fei's face immediately flushed, this "Yue Invincible" title was given to him by Zhao Gou, which was a great encouragement to him, and it was also a big burden.

There are 200,000 hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the army, and there are so many people with outstanding martial arts, Yue Fei's name of 'invincible' really makes countless people unhappy. Not to mention that the battle in the army also depends on the merits of the battle, rather than the simple bravery of the horseman, this nickname is a very obvious thrust for Yue Fei.

"How don't you dare. Somebody wants to come first! As he spoke, he raised the gun in his hand, and roared like thunder.

Yang Weizhong nodded with satisfaction, raised the big knife in his hand, looked around at the generals around him, and said generously: "Today's battle is the first battle of my king's division going north, and the significance is not trivial. ”

"Yue Fei. This commander is 500 iron horsemen for you, and you will go straight out and crush all the golden captives in front of me. After you succeed, you must continue to rush forward and kill. Rush to the root of the infantry formation, and if you can succeed, you will drive the defeated army straight inward. And if the enemy does not move, you will hang your troops and rest outside, and you shall not waste battle. ”

"Just ask the commander to see the last general's meritorious service!"

Yue Fei shouted as soon as he said that, slapped his horse and rushed towards the formation, and after a while, the five hundred iron cavalry had turned into sharp knives, rushing straight towards the harassing Jin cavalry in front.

The number of harassing cavalry sent by the Jin Wushu was not very large, three or two hundred per share, with the Jurchens taking the lead, and the Khitans and Xi people attached.

And even if they are all pure-blooded Jurchens, Yue Fei is not afraid.

I saw that a Jin army horse team didn't even harass and release arrows, but spread the horse's hooves and crashed straight into their own house. Yue Feihu roared and urged the horse hard, and the soldiers behind him let out a wild roar one after another, accompanied by the sound of the horse's hooves, and rushed forward without fear.

The war horse raised its hooves, the dust splashed, and a yellow dragon rose!

The two armies quickly approached, and there were about seventy or eighty paces left, and a wave of bows and arrows rose from the Jin cavalry array, and clusters of arrows all shot towards Yue Fei, who was in the lead. But how can such an arrow shoot Zhongyue Fei, the spear is dialed, and it is all swept away.

The snow-bright blade had already dazzled a human eye, and after a while, the two streams of iron collided fiercely in one place. I only heard the sound of shouts instantaneously, and the sound of weapons colliding loudly. In an instant, the cold light of the sword and gun flashed staggeredly, blood splashed, and the stump flew up.

Yue Fei was invincible with a big gun, and he was unstoppable. Wherever the centaurs went, corpses fell to the ground.

Naturally, there were also warriors in the Jin army, and they were angry towards Yue Fei, but few people could follow him.