Xu Shiyang and Wan Yan Xian also knew that they had reached the moment when they had to do their best, and they both probably guessed that the enemy's situation would not be much better.

While the breastwork in front of them was still fighting fiercely, both of them were desperately deploying their troops, gritting their teeth and preparing for the final decisive battle.

On Xu Shiyang's side, he no longer spared his hands, and ordered all the sharps and divine machine gunners to assemble here.

But at the same time, he concentrated all the Divine Soldier Musketeers in the communication trenches between the third and fourth breastwork, which had not yet been occupied by the Tartars, and intensified his attack on the left flank of the Tartars.

Xu Shiyang still has the ambition to break through the flank of the Tartars and surround the Tartars.

The troops that Wanyan Xian also invested were his own pro-army troops, and of course, Wanyan Zongbi's troops who came to reinforce him.

The latter still has a new force in his hands, and he is also the last reserve force that Wan Yan Xian can also put in.

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In the direction of the breastwork, the Tartar offensive has not stopped, and the selection of vanguards, traps and militia are still holding on to the main attack site of the Tartars.

The casualties on both sides were so heavy that the corpses had filled the blocking ditches and trenches in front of and behind the breastwork, creating a ramp that would allow both sides to go straight up and down.

In this area, the geographical advantage of the Qingzhou Army has completely disappeared, a group of Tartar armor soldiers howled and rushed up the slope, dozens of Xuanfeng also roared forward to meet the battle, as soon as the two sides looked at each other, they immediately exchanged a wave of flying axes step by step, several Tartars and Xuanfeng were hit, and they rolled down the slope with a scream, and the others immediately brandished various cold weapons and fought together.

The militiamen on the breastwork on both sides threw out the last few thousand enemies, and those who had the ability to shoot arrows picked up the bows and arrows on the Tartar corpses on the spot, and fired them indiscriminately in this direction, and fired at a large pole diagonally, and one shot pierced through the three Tartar armorers.

But then, a group of raw Jurchens poured out of the trench, regardless of casualties, standing on the flat ground and shooting with heavy arrows, and the militia fell one by one screaming, and then these raw Jurchens drew their waist knives and joined the battle group.

The outnumbered fronts and traps were forced to retreat, the gap was opened, and the Jurchen soldiers finally occupied this section of the breastwork that could no longer be seen, and many people began to spread to the sides, chasing down the militia who also suffered heavy casualties.

The last few Qingzhou soldiers who were still holding on were forced into a crowd, relying on the personal strength of Li Kui and Darke to resist desperately, and the Tartars had nothing to do with the two for a while.

At this critical moment, a platoon of spearmen poured out of the communication trench behind the fourth breastwork, and the Rui soldiers finally arrived.

The dense spear tips stabbed straight through, and seven or eight Tartars who were caught off guard were stabbed and fell down screaming, and the crowd besieging Xuanfeng was immediately opened a gap, and Darke wielded a straight sword and slashed several Tartars in succession, bringing the last dozen Xuanfeng and traps near this section of the breastwork out of the encirclement.

Subsequently, the Qingzhou army immediately launched a counterattack in front of the front and the sharp soldiers in the rear, and the Tartars could not stand, and were driven down from the top of the corpse slope by this new force, and the Tartars who were chasing the militia on both sides were isolated behind the breastwork.

Seeing this opportunity, the militia on both flanks mustered up their courage and counterattacked from both sides, destroying the Tartars one by one with absolute numerical superiority.

Seeing this scene, Wan Yan was also angry, he pulled out his waist knife, shouted angrily, and personally led the last team of guards around him to launch a strong attack on the breakthrough point.

Wanyan Zongbi wanted to hold him, but he didn't stop him in a hurry, and the commander of the North Route Army of the Jin Army killed him directly!

At this time, the Tartar who had just charged had been driven down the slope, and had been driven out of the place where it was originally a blocking ditch, and had even begun to retreat to the gaps of several communication trenches.

The spearmen, who stood on the heights, became the best targets, and they could only fight in formation, and the sharp soldiers who lacked the ability to fight alone fell in rows, and almost no one could rush out before the Tartar archers could support their comrades who rushed out before they were supported by the Tartar archers.

The situation was reversed again, with the loss of reinforcements and the loss of reinforcements, and the fact that some of the sharps were once again at a numerical disadvantage.

"Go back!" Darke shouted in stiff Chinese.

"Kill that Tartar official!" Li Kui had a different opinion, although there was another group of hundreds of Tartar armor soldiers pouring out from behind Wan Yan Xianye, but the black whirlwind was not afraid at all - he saw Wan Yan Xianye's gorgeous golden armor.

Even with Li Kui's IQ, he can understand that the Tartar with this golden armor must be a big official, and now this Tartar is close at hand, if he can kill him, maybe this war can be won directly!

Li Kui roared angrily, threw the axe in his left hand towards Wan Yan Xian, and the two loyal guards opened their arms to block in front of Wan Yan Xianye, and smashed the heavy axe on the chest of the first person, smashing his armor and ribs, and the soft corpse flew backwards, knocking down the Tartar armor soldier behind him and Wan Yan Xian together.

"Kill the Tartars!"

Li Kui clenched the remaining axe with both hands, did not advance but retreated, and pounced towards Wan Yan Xian, who was ten steps away!

A Jurchen armor soldier brandished the tiger tooth broadsword to block Li Kui, the black whirlwind didn't look at it, and an axe slashed down, and the Tartar swung the knife to block, when there was a crisp sound, the tiger tooth broadsword was split, and the heavy tomahawk slashed on the shoulder of the tartar, and the remaining momentum was not gone, from his left shoulder to his right waist, almost cutting this tartar in half!

A Mou Ke rushed over, and slashed at Li Kui's neck before he could recover the axe.

The commander of the Qingzhou Army's personal captain leaned back, and the tip of the knife slashed at the neck guard of the chain mail, creating a bright spark.

The Tartar was about to continue the pursuit, but Darke hurried in and stabbed him in the neck with a sword.

However, being continuously blocked by these two people, Li Kui seemed to have lost the opportunity to kill Yan Xianye, and several of his personal guards dragged the stunned commander out from under the corpse and fled backwards.

More Tartar armor soldiers stood in the middle, and at this time, there were only 5 Qingzhou soldiers left who could charge with Li Kui and Darke.

"Ahh Don't run! Tartars to death! Li Kui roared angrily, and threw out the remaining tomahawk, which slashed off the head of one Tartar, and then embedded it deep in the chest of another Tartar soldier after changing direction slightly.

Li Kui killed two Tartar armor soldiers with a single blow, but he was now unarmed - in fact, there was no point in having a weapon, his strength had been completely exhausted, and he no longer had the ability to continue fighting.

Seeing this scene, Darke gritted his teeth, held the straight sword that had already been chopped and curled, and led the last 5 people to prepare for the final assault on Wan Yan Xianye.

In front of them, another group of hundreds of Jurchen armor soldiers poured out, and the last chance seemed to have disappeared.

Seem.......

Rumble!

A deafening gunshot rang out, and the only one in the war to be reloaded fired at the glittering Wan Yan Xian, who was wearing gold armor.

The thirty-millimeter lead bullet pierced through a Tartar armor soldier who was blocking Wan Yan Xianye's body, and then changed its trajectory slightly, hitting the left shoulder of the commander of the Jin Army on the North Road, instantly knocking away Wan Yan Xianye's small half of his body!