A cold north wind blew across the battlefield, and a large area of gunpowder smoke was quickly swept away by the strong wind.

When the field shrouded in gunpowder smoke was completely seen by Jin Bing, a huge palpitation was like an invisible big hand, tightly grasping everyone's hearts.

The scene of flesh and blood can only be described in two words - corpses are strewn all over the field, and blood is flowing like a river.

What shocked everyone up and down the Jin army was that all the soldiers and soldiers who were shrouded in gunsmoke, whether they were wearing leather armor or heavy armor or iron armor, all fell to the ground one by one.

The sporadic moans and screams are also very small, that is to say, the vast majority of the fallen foot armor has already died.

"Heavenly thunder, this is the ...... of heavenly thunder"

The ancients were always fond of naming things they could not understand as 'gods'.

The current earth-shattering thunder is unstoppable, far beyond the reach of human beings, but it will immediately become a sacred heavenly thunder.

I don't know who shouted first, and in an instant, the remaining thousands of gold army infantry armor completely collapsed in a blink of an eye.

The panicked shouts crushed the camels' last straw and pushed them into the abyss of fear!

"Kill, kill—"

Xue Guang danced the big knife and shouted loudly, and Zhang Jun was also full of excitement and not to be outdone.

In the battle of Chenliu that day, they didn't touch a single bird feather outside Chenliu City, but now they can be regarded as reaping benefits.

And in the main formation of the Jin Army, how many people were shocked by the weapons they couldn't handle. The tremendous power of the earth-shattering thunder explosion was something they had seen with their own eyes, and that kind of power was simply not something that flesh and blood could resist! No matter what kind of martial arts you have, no matter how many layers of heavy armor you wear, all of them are vulnerable!

"The Song army is invincible!"

This thought surfaced in the minds of every Jin army general at the same time, even Mu Han and Zhu Li!

This time, they witnessed the Song Army's killing moves. This is not a man-to-man battle at all, but a man-to-god battle!

If you fight with the enemy, even if the Song army in front of you is like a wolf, you can fight with one enemy and ten, and all of them are not afraid of death. But now the Song people are using heavenly thunder, and they just want to fight with their opponents.

The Song army also has such a thick formation, so many heavily armored elites, no matter how good the Jin soldiers are, it is impossible to tear through their defense lines in the blink of an eye. Then when the Song people transported the artillery truck to the front, a thunderbolt fell down, who would suffer it?

Song Jun's hair can't be touched, and the big guy has to be crushed. How can people fight such a battle?

Therefore, when one person shouted, the Jin soldiers, who were extremely frightened, no longer had the courage to persist and wait for the thunder to blow up, and they ran away one after another, which can almost be described as scattering in a hurry!

The Song army naturally did not let go of this good opportunity, the army chased and killed, and Liduo danced a mace and wanted to kill the rout, but in the face of the collapse of the collapse, what use could he use with a mace?

Wanyan Liduo, that is, the third brother who can't be separated, and the third son of Aguta.

He sighed, and could only slap his horse and gallop towards the main formation.

Xue Guang led people to chase after Jin Bing tightly, knowing that a big hand grabbed him.

"Zhang Tongzhi?" Xue Guang said in surprise. This person is Zhang Qiong!

"Don't chase, don't chase, the king has already made money. If you chase it again, it will be sent to the mouth of Jin. "Zhang Qiong is also the commander of the Daimyo Mansion, and he is not good friends with Xue Guang, but if he doesn't get along, it is impossible to watch Xue Guang lead his men and horses to plunge headlong under the iron cavalry of the Jin people, right?

Xue Guang's mind seemed to be a little clearer, and when he saw the iron horses on both sides of the golden man, a cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

At this moment, Mu Han and Zhu Li didn't focus on Xue Guang's body at all, but stared at the thing in the hand of a golden general in front of them with their eyes shining.

"This is the thunderbolt?"

A spherical object with a wooden shell, covered with a rattan sleeve, this is the heavenly thunder?

If he didn't get off the horse directly, he grabbed the earth-shattering thunder that didn't explode and turned it upside down, about ten catties.

"Wait for me to slice this ball open-"

Among the Jin soldiers who fled before the battle, there were still people who noticed the earth-shattering thunder that did not explode in the explosion field, and successfully brought it out, this is not a peerless treasure in the eyes of the high-level figures of the Jin people.

"Wait a minute. It's not too late to open again when you return to camp. The top priority at the moment is to withdraw troops. ”

Wanyan Lou was busy with sticky Han and couldn't say anything.

There was also a faint sweat on his forehead, and he had seen the power of the earth-shaking thunder in the first battle of Chen Liu, but now the number of throws thrown by the Song army at one time was far more than that of the battle of Chen Liu, and the damage was even more powerful. This weapon weighed on his heart like a Tarzan.

From the time of Agu's fighting, although Wanyan Lou's military achievements were outstanding, and the Jin army had also won many battles, like divine help, this did not mean that they had not suffered at all. He had lost battles, too, but those defeats had never scared him as much as he did now!

Not to mention some of the defeats that we have suffered before, no matter how big or small the defeat is, the strategic advantage is on the Jurchen side!

Let's just say that no matter how miserable the defeat is, at least they know why they lost and how to make up for it.

What now? The Song people relied on the majesty of the earth-shaking thunder, and they didn't know the secrets inside, that is, if they fought again, they would be defeated and invincible.

A thunderstorm can collapse a team of 10,000 people, and the entire Dajin is only a few tens of thousands of people?

In the past, when Dajin and the Song people clashed, they could play a casualty ratio of 1 to 10, but today, just a burst of thunder, the 10,000 troops of the Jin army suffered heavy casualties, and then collapsed! Although there were some casualties on the Song side, their army losses probably wouldn't even be a thousand! With such an exchange, how can Daikin be an opponent?

Thinking of this, Wan Yan Lou's hand holding the reins trembled slightly.

He knew that Emperor Song in Bianliang City refused to negotiate peace with the Jin people, and bluntly said that he wanted to recover the lost territory, or even recover Yanyun. If the Song Dynasty goes north, how should Dajin resist and deal with it?

As soon as Wan Yan Lou thought of this, he was sweating all over.

"Two marshals, the thunder and fire of the Southern Barbarians are sharp, it is better to stop first, and then find a good plan in the future." Liu Yanzong also proposed loudly.

He didn't speak, and his eyes were only focused on the earth-shaking thunder in his hand. Sticky Han sighed, looked at the Song army foot soldiers who were happily cutting off people's heads and stripping their armor on the battlefield, and nodded slowly.

Don't dare to order the iron horse in your hand to trample on it - such a situation has never happened in the many years of war between the Song army and the Khitan and the party and the Jurchens! The military majestic Iron Cavalry Army did not dare to attack the infantry of the Song Army who did not form a battle formation!

How can this battle be fought?

Countless cheers of soldiers and civilians resounded in the city of Tokyo, and in the deafening cheers, Zhao Huan held his heart tightly with his palms, looked at the battlefield of the two armies outside the city, and looked at the slowly retreating Dajin Formation, and his whole body trembled slightly.

He desperately longed for the thunder that shook the sky. "I must get the secret recipe—"