In fact, Xu Shiyang had just received the news that a little further south, the main force of the other Tartars, which had launched an attack in the area of Dong'e and Pingyin, had broken through all five lines of defense on the west bank of the Yellow River.

Several generals of the new army defending there did not dare to violate the strategy set by Xu Shiyang in advance, and after the first three lines of defense were broken through, they did not deploy the new army in the fourth line of defense, and still let the militia go up step by step, as a result, the morale of the militia collapsed, and the last two lines of defense were broken through by the Tartars in a day.

The only good thing was that Wan Yan Yinshu, the vanguard general of the Tartars over there, was repelled by the Qingzhou army when he tried to force his way across the Yellow River.

In addition, the Jin army attacked northward, trying to sweep the entire defense line of the Qingzhou army, which was also blocked by the complex fortification area, and the progress was very unsmooth.

The current situation on the battlefield is as follows: the northern front of the Tartars has not yet formed a real breakthrough in the defense line on the west bank, and in this small battlefield, the possibility of the Qingzhou Army flanking the two flanks of the Tartars and the middle of the Tartars exists at the same time.

And in the entire decisive battlefield between Qingzhou and Jurchen, the Tartars in the south also have the possibility of forming a flank attack on the Qingzhou army.

The overall time is of course favorable to Xu Shiyang, after all, the Tartar offensive cannot last long.

But in the details, the two sides still need to race against time.

Ahead, a large number of elite strikers had an immediate effect, and with the help of wooden artillery and 10,000 enemies, the Qingzhou Army quickly stabilized the situation.

The Tartars continued to try in vain to storm the breastwork, but they found nothing but to add to the two sides.

Wearing a cuirass and a set of chain mail, Li Kui wielded a pair of large axes and split a Tartar armor soldier with a knife in half, and then he jumped to the top of the breastwork and knocked a Tartar standing on it with a bow and arrow back into the blocking ditch.

A tiger spear stretched out from under the diagonal and stabbed Li Kui's chest, almost pushing him back, but the tartar was a little far away, the strength was insufficient, and the two layers of iron armor also played its due role, Li Kui was not seriously injured, he took a slight step back, and barely stood on the chest wall.

Li Kui didn't pay attention to the Tartar holding the tiger gun below, the axe in his hand with two door panels came to a rotating windmill on the breastwork, and three or four Tartars occupying the head of the wall were all blown down by the whirlwind formed by the axe, one was beheaded, two were beheaded, and one was disemboweled.

The black tower-like man forced a gap in the chest wall for the other Qingzhou soldiers, and several militiamen immediately set fire to 10,000 enemies and threw them outside the chest wall.

Boom, boom, a violent explosion engulfed more than a dozen people, including the Tartar who had just held the tiger gun.

Li Kui listened to the screams under his feet and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha! It's fun to kill! Who else! ”

Before the words fell, a Tartar Mouke suddenly jumped out of the traffic trench, stood on the ground and shot arrows at Li Kui at a very fast speed.

With a crisp sound, a heavy arrow flew and accurately hit Li Kui's chest.

This was a willow-leaf-shaped armor-piercing cone, although it failed to penetrate the two layers of iron armor, the huge thrust still pushed Li Kui directly down the chest wall, and threw him to pieces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, three Tartar armor soldiers appeared in the ditch at the same time, and they wanted to wield their knives and slash the Qingzhou militia who were setting fire to 10,000 enemies with hideous faces.

A figure in black armor quickly stepped out, and the exotic one-handed straight sword spirit snake was like a one-handed straight sword serpent pointed at the throat of the three Tartar soldiers at the same time, and the three Jurchen elites fell back with an expression of disbelief, clutching their blood-spurting necks.

Darke, a Pars man who had traveled in Qi Province, thrust his straight sword into the wall, reached out and scooped up his bow, and fired his bow and shot arrows almost at the same time as the Tartar Mouke who had shot down Li Kui just now.

In a panic, Mok the Tartar's heavy arrow missed, flying past Dark's cheek, cutting a deep bloody cut on his face.

Dark's sharp-headed arrows hit the bridge of the Tartar's nose.

"Well shot! Brothers! ”

Li Kui, who had just gotten up from the trench, saw this scene and shouted happily:

"Come again!"

Dark, however, turned and jumped down from above, pulling Li Kui, who was still trying to climb the breastwork, back into the trench.

Rumble!

There was a cannon sound outside, and several Tartars resisted a captured wooden cannon, and they were ruthless to these two fierce Qingzhou soldiers.

Fortunately, when the cannon was captured, it was loaded with shotguns, and hundreds of gravel slammed into the breastwork, causing the whole chest to tremble, but it failed to penetrate.

"Almost soared ......."

Li Kui lay on his back at the bottom of the trench, looking at the shotguns flying above and muttering to himself.

……

"Master, you can't take it down, let's rest for a while!"

A bloodied Meng An cried in front of Wan Yan Xianye:

"The first soldier has already broken hundreds, and even Mouke has died several times, and if we continue to fight, we will die!"

"Keep attacking!"

Wan Yan was unmoved, and ordered loudly:

"Go on the offensive! Even if the soldiers are dead, they are not allowed to stop! ”

"But it's useless to capture it like this!"

Na Meng'an is still arguing:

"There is a trench in the back, how can I break through without armor?"

Burst!

Wan Yan Xian also suddenly drew a knife and slashed at that Meng'an's neck, a head with an unwilling and stunned expression flew up, and at the broken neck of the neck, blood spilled far away like a fountain.

"Keep attacking!"

The commander of the Northern Route Army of the Jin Army swept the surprised faces of the others with red eyes, and looked at these fierce Jurchen middle-level cadres one by one and cringed back:

"This breath must not be vented! Today, we have to defeat the Yellow River! ”

For the Jurchens who came out of the deep mountains and old forests, the subsequent battle of crossing the river would be a greater trouble, not to mention that they had to face a new breastwork defense line after crossing the river.

And the time left for the Jurchens is running out.

……

"The loss of the selection is too great!"

A communications soldier ran to Xu Shiyang's side and said loudly:

"Captain Li Kui asks for support!"

It is said that the central front is concentrated on the defense, but in fact, the length of the breastwork wall of the so-called central front is still more than a kilometer.

Xu Shiyang put all the remaining strikers and traps on the northern front, including his own personal guards (the rest of them were still trying to flank the Tartars' flanks), and there were only more than a thousand people, and they exchanged lives with the Tartars on the dangerous defensive lines everywhere, and they were soon lost.

And the Tartars' offensive has not weakened, and they still look like they will not give up until they reach their goal.

Xu Shiyang gritted his teeth, he actually didn't want to exchange the new army that he had trained with great difficulty for the Tartars.

But now if you don't change it, you can't do it, speaking of which, Qingzhou and Jurchen are both forces with a small core population, since the Tartars have taken a desperate posture, Xu Shiyang can't do it if he doesn't call.

"Put all the sharp soldiers on the front line!"

Xu Shiyang ordered:

"Inform the whole army that without my order, you are not allowed to retreat a step this time!"

"Yes!"

"Also, find someone to inform Zhao Lin that all the people in the medical team who have guns are gathered here with me!"

Xu Shiyang pulled out his pistol and began to reload them.

'Isn't it the same?' Let's see if any of us can take the last breath! ’