In the summer of the second year of Xuanhe, the Jin soldiers went south, feinted to attack Youyan, and attacked Ulzhou.

The Great Song Dynasty court, headed by Yang Lin, suspected that this was a plan to lure the enemy, and ordered the generals of Youyan to stick to the garrison and not attack.

Zong Ze, the governor of the Northern Province, concluded that the Jin soldiers intended to be in the Khitan according to the intelligence, and decisively sent troops to block it.

Outside Juyong Pass, the wind is sluggish and the horses are neighing, and there are galloping soldiers and horses everywhere. Zong Ze is in the Chinese army, and the horses follow the team, and he does not fall behind. Over the years, he has recruited and trained soldiers and horses in Hejian Mansion, and he himself has often practiced together.

Zong Ze's soldiers and horses are not the best equipped or the most experienced in the Great Song Dynasty, but they are the most vigorous and daring generals.

What kind of soldiers will bring, Zong Ze's bravery, decisiveness and perseverance, are deeply rooted in this army that he personally recruited and trained.

A horse galloped closer, and after a closer look, he realized that it was Dutong Chen Qu, and said on the horse: "Chief, the Jurchens are in full spirit, do you send someone to investigate first, and then pursue, so as not to lose the army." ”

Zong Ze turned his head sideways and said, "Chase and attack it!" ”

The four words were sonorous and powerful, Chen Quan hugged his fists and left, returning to his formation.

Zong Ze has a mirror in his heart, since the Jurchen started the army, he has rarely suffered losses, and the field battle is known as invincible.

It is impossible for them to have this habit of guarding against the pursuers behind them, and according to the arrogant nature of today's Jurchens, they wish that someone would pursue them.

Especially in Youyan, they all dreamed that the Song people would come out of the endless fortifications and fortresses one after another, and fight with them.

As soon as his eyes were closed, the mountains and rivers of Ulzhou were all in front of him, and in a moment, Zong Ze opened his eyes and said in a condensed voice: "When the enemy marches, he will plunder the place, raise military rations, and the prisoners will not return until the night." After passing the order, Chen Quan led his 3,000 elite cavalry to ambush on the west side of Gongshan Mountain, Kong Yanwei led 2,000 cavalry to ambush on the east side of Qiaoshan, and the rest of the men and horses followed me to pursue the Jurchen rear army. ”

The army was divided and pursued with all its might, and did not set up camp until night.

It only took two days, and on the night of the second day, Zong Ze's main force had already chased the Jurchen rear army, and the Tartars looked back in amazement, only to find that there were pursuers behind them.

Sure enough, as Zong Ze expected, the Jurchens were so confident that they were defenseless, and the Song army took advantage of the situation to cover up the past.

The Jurchen armor soldiers did not panic at all, although they had not finished the formation, they were like a group of fierce beasts, and they were about to meet the pursuers with a terrifying madness.

The sky-high flames illuminated part of the battlefield, and the sound of countless arrows hitting the side cards sounded densely. He even shook his body as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment. Zong Ze was in the Chinese army, and the night covered up the ferocity of the Jurchens and narrowed the gap between the two sides.

More Jurchen archers in the enemy camp rushed up, desperately throwing more feathered arrows. In the rain of arrows, the Song army could still maintain the array, and the pace of progress did not stagnate. This is the result of Zong Ze's day and night training for several years, and the formation has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and has become a kind of inertia. In layman's terms, this is called sweating more in peacetime and bleeding less in wartime.

And the Jurchen military horse, worthy of lightning, broke the strongest force of the era of the Great Liao Empire, and after rapid adjustment, the rear army became the front army, and it did not defend the camp. Although I don't know how many pursuers there are in the night, I have no fear, but I want to rush out.

Both sides are advancing without retreating, and in the square inch of this camp gate, the fire is spreading. They didn't even care about the smoke and dust, they forcibly opened their eyes, tears flowed down their eyes, and they squinted and wanted to come forward to fight.

The first few hundred people, one by one, was fighting for life and death, and after a burst of feather arrows, I heard a general in the Song army shouting: "Kill the Jurchen Tartars!" ”

In the Jurchen camp, all kinds of Jurchen foul language continued, shouting and scolding, and roaring like beasts.

The cavalry of the Song army, the Jurchens, on the contrary, were dozens of armored soldiers, summoning up their remaining bravery, wielding huge axes and long knives, and fiercely catching up. The charging cavalry and the Jurchen armor that poured out in an endless stream collided fiercely. The two sides will not avoid it, if you give me an axe, I will return the hammer to you. Screams, clashing blades, shouting and scolding were mixed, and the whole land was plunged into a fierce and frenzied battle.

In the rear army, Zong Ze stared, although he was uncomfortable with smoke, he refused to take it.

By his side, Quan Bangyan, who had made great achievements in the Youyan Battle and was promoted to the deputy governor of the Northern Province, also stared at the battlefield and said sharply: "Today's matter, there must be dead soldiers, and they will be charged." ”

As soon as the words fell, a member behind him pulled the reins out, with a wide face and a square mouth, thick eyebrows and round eyes, and a burly figure.

"Hejian Zhang ??, died in the battle today!"

It is extremely unlucky to die before fighting, but at this moment, there is a pride in rushing into the sky. The generals of the rear army behind him were infected by him, and many people came out one after another.

"Rongcheng Wang Xuan, died in the battle today!"

"Quyang Ding Jin, died in the battle today!"

......

This rear army is a Meng'an under Wanyan Zongwang, and the battle has been fought until now, and his strength has also increased, with about 2,000 Jurchen Tartars and tens of thousands of miscellaneous vassals.

It is difficult for the Jurchen soldiers and horses to be concentrated, because they are accustomed to dividing troops in all directions to plunder, which is also one of the reasons why Zong Ze pursues.

In the vast world, the Jurchen Tartars were divided, divided into several teams, and spread out to burn, kill and rob.

This encounter has been cruel to the extreme, Zhang ??,, who took the lead, is actually not low in martial arts, and he took the lead with a hundred and ten daredevils to break through the dilapidated camp gate of the Jurchens.

A feather arrow broke through the air, and it was in the middle of the open?? The face door is deeply submerged in the eye socket. Sheet?? Before he arrived, he fell off his horse, trembling forward with the long knife in his hand, and tried to move westward.

"It's a pity..."

After a murmur, Zhang?? was trampled by the hooves of other brave soldiers of the Song army behind him, vomiting blood and dying.

The cavalry rushed into the formation and made a terrible sound, and the fire had already spread from the camp gate, igniting half of the Jurchen camp, whining and stirring the wind to fuel the fire, and the smoke was burning, which made the scene even more tragic.

The Jurchens also had red eyes, and their pursuit of Aguta was like a whirlwind and clouds, defeating the invincible Great Liao. Although there were inevitably casualties in the battle, each battle was quite slight, and the enemy was damaged ten times and a hundred times the Jurchen casualties.

Tonight's battle subverted their view of the Song people, and the lives of hundreds of Jurchen athletes were filled in as soon as they clashed, which had never been seen since the start of the army!

At the gate of the camp, the two sides did not give up an inch of land, and struggled forward, and the sword and shield hand of the Song army's shield was broken, and even took the initiative to collide with the flesh and the blade, so that the brothers around him who cooperated with the tacit understanding could mend the knife.

"Such a strong enemy, if you don't send a single arrow and let it go, how can Yunzhou defend it?" Zong Ze is still as strong as iron in his heart.

Under the glow of the fire, the daredevils rushed into battle, and they were about to hit a gap.

Suddenly there was a whining horn sound in the Jurchen camp, and this sound was like a ghost howling.

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