Wan Yanjing gasped and said, "Master, there is also Song Jun in front!" ”

Wan Yan Lou's face was calm, and he said, "I saw it!" Let's go back! ”

Wan Yanjing was stunned for a moment and said, "Retreat?" ”

Wan Yan Lou said: "Not bad! I don't know how many ambushes there are in the woods in front of us, so let's just break in, it's extremely dangerous, so we can only retreat. ”

Wan Yan Jing said: "However, there is also Song Jun behind!" ”

Wan Yan Lou said with a wry smile: "This is also a matter of no choice!" Let's move towards the west, where there may be fewer enemies. ”

At this moment, in the face of such a situation, Wanyan Lou Room did not have the slightest solution, he did not dare to continue to go deep into the jungle, because he did not know the details inside, so he could only retreat! Although there are also Song troops in other directions, the terrain in other places is better! He would never go north, there are tens of thousands of cavalry in the north, and it is very likely that the Song army outside Zhongshan Mansion is also coming here, it is too dangerous to go north! If you go to the south, there are phalanxes led by Quduan and Yu Yunwen, so you can only go west.

At that moment, under the leadership of Wanyan Lou, the Jurchen cavalry began to move towards the west.

However, when they had just walked for less than half a quarter of an hour, countless Song military formations also appeared in the west!

The 100,000 army led by Qu Duan and Yu Yunwen, more than half of them are in the south, and a small half is in the west, and now this small half of the Song army is rushing over! In the south, the rest of Qu Duan and Yu Yunwen's armies are also coming here!

At such a moment, the Jurchens had no choice but to fight to the death, and there was no way to escape.

Wan Yan Lou let out a loud roar, and rushed over with his own soldiers.

Behind him, countless Jurchens roared and rushed forward.

"Follow me and attack in one direction!" Wan Yan Lou screamed loudly.

The sword in his hand swung forward, and more than ten spears were cut off by him, but soon, the spears in the back row had already stabbed again.

Wanyan Lou Room took out his sword again, and the spear behind him was also cut off.

He pushed forward desperately, his sword kept shooting, and finally a Song soldier fell under his sword.

The number of Song troops who fell in front of them became more and more, but there were more Song troops in the back who went forward one after another.

These Song soldiers completely disregarded their personal safety, they just wanted to kill the enemy!

Although there was a gap in their phalanx, it was not long before the gap was filled again.

Wanyan Lou didn't know how many enemies he had killed, he only felt that the spear array was endless, and there were spears everywhere, and he couldn't kill them at all!

At this time, there was a shout of killing from the east, and Wu Jue had already led 50,000 Yangtze River troops to arrive! Wu Jue's subordinates are mostly crossbowmen, and at this moment, they only listen to the constant sound of swishing, arrows flying, I don't know how many Jurchens fell from their horses, and countless Jurchens fell in a pool of blood!

"Master, are we going to die?" Wan Yanjing was stabbed in the arm by a spear, and at this moment only blood flowed, he pressed the wound on his arm with his other hand, and said in horror.

"Kill the enemy quickly! Don't stop! Wan Yan Lou looked back at him and scolded loudly.

He still remembered that day on the city wall, Wan Yanjing was in high spirits, but he didn't expect that when he really came to the battlefield, Wan Yanjing would be so cowardly. Wan Yanjing was constantly moving backwards, hiding in the army, and he didn't dare to charge forward at all.

"Master, let's surrender!" Wan Yanjing cried.

"You bastard!" Wan Yan Lou scolded loudly.

He didn't pay attention to Yan Jing anymore, and still rushed forward desperately!

Rows of spears were broken through, and Wan Yan Lou felt that there were fewer and fewer soldiers beside him.

It was getting dark, and it was snowing heavily.

Wan Yan Lou suddenly felt that the pressure in front of him had decreased, and there was no longer a phalanx of the Song army in front of him!

"We're out!" Wan Yan Lou took a deep breath and said happily.

However, at this moment, there were less than two thousand soldiers left beside him! The rest of the soldiers are still trapped in layers of spears!

"Master, let's get out of here quickly." Wan Yanjing was still following the army, and he was anxious at the moment.

"Yes, we're going to get out of here! Now, the only way to go is to continue east or south. Wan Yan Lou said.

They headed towards the east, but less than half an hour after walking, suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves in front of them!

Zhang Xian and Li Yanxian are leading 50,000 cavalry of the Song Army to wait for the arrival of Yan Lou's room here!

When the phalanx formed an encirclement before, Zhang Xian and Li Yanxian did not participate in the attack, they just stood outside, constantly annihilating some Jurchen routs!

And Wanyan Lou Room, Wanyan Jing and others are undoubtedly a Jurchen rout with the most soldiers and horses!

"It's over!" A wry smile appeared on Wan Yan Lou's face.

"There are also Song Jun ...... here" Wan Yanjing was face was dull, and his heart was extremely desperate.

The Song army came from all directions, and did not attack immediately, at this time, Wan Yan Jing suddenly got off his horse, he went forward, and then he actually knelt down in the snow!

"Spare your life! Spare your life! I am the son of Wanyan Zongwang, the second prince of the Jurchens, you spare our lives! Wan Yanjing shouted loudly.

He speaks Chinese! He is a Jurchen nobleman, and he grew up in Taiyuan City, so he is proficient in Chinese!

When Wan Yan Jing said this, Wan Yan Lou was stunned, and the Jurchen soldiers behind him were also stunned.

After only a few moments, dozens of Jurchen soldiers also got off their horses and headed forward, and they also fell to their knees! These Jurchens have been in the Central Plains for six years, and they can still understand the word "spare their lives"! At this moment they also knelt on the ground, crying out for mercy.

Gradually, more and more Jurchen soldiers got off their horses and fell to their knees in the snow in front of them.

Wan Yan Lou Room rode on his horse and stared blankly at all this in front of him.

At this moment, the Song army has surrounded this place, and the Song army has approached here!

Zhang Xian came out of the army and looked at the scene in front of him, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Is this the Jurchen? Aren't you tyrannical? Now he actually knelt down in front of us Han people! Zhang Xian sneered.

"Spare your life! The general spares his life! The Han people are noble, and we Jurchens are willing to submit to the Han people! Wan Yanjing said in fear.

"Humph! Are you the son of Wanyan Zongwang? Your father, Wanyan Zongwang, was also captured alive by us, but he has a lot more backbone than you! Zhang Xian said.

"Huh? Father has been captured alive by you? You didn't kill him? "Wanyan Jingdao.

"No, it's too cheap to kill him." Zhang Xiandao.

"Great! If you didn't kill your father, you won't kill me! Thank you, thank you Han grandfathers! Wan Yanjing said with a look of surprise.

He prayed so shamelessly, like a clown, that the surrounding Song soldiers couldn't help but laugh. The rest of the Jurchens bowed their heads deeply, and they also felt the shame, but they did not dare to speak.

Wanyan Lou and more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers were still on their horses, and they also felt shamed.

Wanyan Lou's face turned pale, and he slammed his horse forward, and the dozen or so Jurchen soldiers behind him also followed him.

Wanyan Lou Room rushed straight in the direction where Zhang Xian was!

"This kid just now is the son of Wanyan Zongwang, if you are with him, you must be a Jurchen general! Looking at your appearance and Wanyan Lou room, it's a little imaginative! It seems that it must be the end of Yan Lou's room! Zhang Xian said loudly.

He had seen the portrait of Wan Yan Lou Room, and he recognized Wan Yan Lou Room immediately.

At that moment, Zhang Xian laughed, and also rode forward, and beside him, hundreds of soldiers also moved forward.

Wan Yan Lou Room is extremely tired now, he has been fighting for a day, especially in the encirclement just now, in order to fight out of the encirclement, all the strength of his body has been used up, but now he is still trying his best to move forward!

He didn't want to kneel on the ground in the same shame as Wan Yanjing, he would rather die in battle.

He was getting closer and closer to Zhang Xian, and he actually took the initiative to attack Zhang Xian, and the sword in his hand came towards Zhang Xian with all the strength of his body.

Zhang Xian sneered, the iron spear in his hand stabbed out, and before Yan Lou's sword could be slashed at his body, the iron spear in Zhang Xian's hand had already pierced Yan Lou's chest! Wanyan Lou's room is already at the end of the crossbow, and it is difficult to dodge at all!

The same is true of the dozen or so Jurchens behind Wanyan Lou's room, who have been fighting for a day, and now their bodies are sore and weak, and most of them are scarred.

In just a moment, the dozen or so Jurchens all fell in a pool of blood.

"Master." Wan Yanjing let out an exclamation, he wanted to stand up, thought about it, knelt down again, lowered his head, and pretended not to see everything in front of him. It's just that his whole body trembled, feces and urine flowed together, and a stench emanated from his body.

Those Jurchens who fell to their knees all trembled in their bodies, and no one dared to stand up.

"General, what about these Jurchens?" There were already soldiers who came to Zhang Xian's side and said.

"Take all their weapons down and leave them alive! The Central Plains is ruined, and if water conservancy and roads are to be built in the future, these Jurchens will need to do it! This is His Majesty's order! Zhang Xian said.

After Yan Jing heard Zhang Xian's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he feel that his crotch was wet and uncomfortable.

The shouts of killing in the distance gradually fell silent, but soon, earth-shattering cheers rang out!