The Western Xia army didn't know they were so close to danger, and now they were slowly moving forward.

Many of the soldiers of Western Xia spoke the Tangut language, but for the sake of authenticity, they were told not to speak.

And the generals they led were sent out by Liang Shicheng to facilitate communication with Wu Dalang's people, otherwise it would be over if they were exposed.

Of course, in order to be more realistic, Liang Shicheng not only sent generals, but also joined some Song soldiers into it.

In order to confuse Wu Dalang and put Wu Dalang to death, Liang Shicheng can be regarded as having made a bloody investment.

As for these soldiers, they didn't want to rush at night, but in order to get to Jinghai County early and complete the task early, they still decided to be positive.

The sooner Wu Dalang is killed, they will be freed as soon as possible, and they don't have to pretend to be so tired.

It is very uncomfortable for a person to be dumb when he can speak.

After another moment.

The Western Xia army was finally within range of the musketeers.

"Attack." Wu Dalang shouted loudly.

The army of Western Xia was a little confused, where did such a voice pop up in the middle of the night?

But the musketeers did not give them much time to think, and the musketeers began to shoot, and the bullets came out of the muskets, instantly into the chests of the soldiers in front.

Bang bang bang ...

Muskets rang out one after another, and they were like a dead life harvester, constantly reaping the lives of the soldiers in front.

The Great Song generals who led the team for Western Xia were instantly devoured by muskets, and they died directly.

And those Great Song soldiers who were mixed with the Western Xia troops were not shot by muskets, and they also shouted for their lives.

"Our own people, our own people, we are the army of the Great Song Dynasty."

"Don't fight, don't fight, we are the Great Song Army."

"Ahh Don't fight, your own people. ”

.....

Several soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty shouted vigorously, they felt that this must be a misunderstanding.

The musketeers, on the other hand, shot even more fiercely.

Sure enough, it's the same as what Master Wu said.,These people really pretend to be people from the Great Song Dynasty.。。

Seeing the people in front of them fall one by one, the Western Xia army couldn't stand it anymore and immediately began to flee backwards.

"Run, we've been discovered."

"Run, we have been ambushed by the Great Song Dynasty, run."

"Get back of the way, there's something terrible ahead."

.....

These people in Western Xia naturally knew that it was the army of the Great Song Dynasty that attacked them.

They are now being attacked by the army of the Great Song Dynasty, so there is only one explanation, that is, they are exposed.

Now that their identities have been exposed, they no longer hide themselves, and they immediately shouted one by one.

At this moment, a sentence of incomprehensible Xixia language appeared, and Wu Dalang was directly confused.

What the hell...

These are really the Western Xia army.

Wu Dalang couldn't believe his ears, what a hell of a big night.

He lied to his soldiers that it was the Western Xia army, and now it's okay, it's really the Western Xia army that appeared.

Since it was the army of Western Xia, it would be easier to deal with it, and he did not have any psychological burden at all.

And Wu Dalang's soldiers are now more sure of what Wu Dalang said when they hear these Western Xia languages, these are really enemy soldiers, now they are exposed, just now they actually wanted to deceive them in the language of the Great Song Dynasty.

On this big night, when attacked, the instinct of people was to flee, and now that they were leaderless, they would not think of attacking those musketeers.

And in their opinion, the musketeers were so terrible that they did not have the courage to rush over and duel with the musketeers.

The Western Xia army that was running backward gradually got out of the range of the musketeers, and the sound of muskets gradually stopped.

The soldiers who survived the catastrophe breathed a sigh of relief.

Da Song is so scary, they really want to go home.

However, just as they were relaxing, a large group of people suddenly jumped up from both sides of their path.

"Kill..."

"Kill..."

"Kill..."

......

A deafening shout of killing exploded in the ears of the Western Xia soldiers.

"Run..."

"Run..."

"Run..."

......

One by one, the Western Xia soldiers were now terrified, they didn't dare to resist at all, they only knew how to escape.

And Song Jiang and the others also saved trouble, and directly chased the soldiers of Western Xia to slash and kill.

The army of Western Xia wore the clothes of the Great Song Dynasty, and the black light was blinding, and it was inevitable to be injured by mistake.

And Wu Dalang had long expected this, and his soldiers all wore a set of white clothes, which was more conspicuous in the dark night, and would not be accidentally injured by their own people.

Wu Dalang's white-clothed soldiers were like ghosts harvesting the lives of Western Xia soldiers.

The Western Xia soldiers continued to flee, but to their despair, they seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves.

In a short time, they saw a terrifying scene in the hazy moonlight.

The man on the horse was also dressed in white, and looked exactly like the ghost who killed them behind them.

Out of the desire to survive, the soldiers of Western Xia ran wildly, they may have thrown off Song Jiang's infantry a little, but where did they have horses to run fast.

Yang Zaixing's cavalry quickly covered up from both sides of the road, and the butcher's knives in their hands slashed into the flesh and blood of the Western Xia soldiers one after another.

In the war on this side, in addition to the shouts and killings of Wu Dalang's soldiers, only the wails of the Western Xia soldiers remained.

Of course, there are also voices of surrender and begging for mercy.

But they don't understand these Tangut Wu Dalang at all, and they don't want to understand them.

Under the cover of Yang Zaixing's cavalry, the soldiers of Western Xia were basically all wiped out.

"Let's come on, run, there is a river ahead, the cavalry can't cross, let's run."

"Run..."

"Run..."

......

The army of Western Xia was immediately hopeful.

In front of them was a bridge, and under the bridge was naturally a rushing river, and the cavalry would not jump over it.

As for the cavalry crossing the bridge, it will not be so easy, and the number will be much reduced, which is their hope to leave.

The soldiers of Western Xia ran quickly across the bridge.

When they all crossed the bridge, they found that the cavalry did not seem to be following them anymore.

It seems that the cavalry was afraid that the horses would get out of control and fall into the river.

They were saved.

"Woooooo We survived,"

"Woo woo, it's good to be alive."

"I want to go back to Western Xia, I won't fight anymore, the Great Song people are so terrible."

......

One by one, the Western Xia army cried out.

And while they were crying, suddenly there was another shout of killing.

"Kill me, those are the Tanguts."

"Kill..."

"Kill..."

......

These soldiers were naturally Yue Fei's army.

Yue Fei's army has been following behind the Western Xia army, and the Western Xia army has run backwards, and their end can only be to run into Yue Fei's army.

The Western Xia soldiers were completely desperate, and they had no way to escape.

The soldiers of Western Xia stood dumbfounded, and they also died in a daze.

One corpse after another fell to the ground, and the blood flowed into the river, staining it red.

(End of chapter)