Chapter 642: A Pyrrhic Victory

"Ahh ……”

"Hmm!"

The Cold Moon Blade directly pierced Yan Zonghan's armor, revealing the clothes inside, and the blade had already cut through the underwear. However, it was blocked by a golden garment. Zhao Gou remembered that Yan Zonghan was wearing gold silk armor, and this thing was invulnerable.

Even if the Cold Moon Blade was a famous knife, it only cut through Yan Zonghan's skin, and there was not even a bloodstain, leaving a knife mark on his skin. Although the Cold Moon Blade did not kill Wanyan Zonghan on the spot, he was also directly pushed out by the powerful driving force.

Wanyan Zonghan fell to the ground, vomited blood, and passed out directly. Zhao Gou was also carried out directly by the powerful force, and rolled on the ground, rolling a hundred meters away, before Zhao Gou's body stopped. At this time, Zhao Gou's head was dazed, and he finally opened his hands and stood up with his body propped up, the pain in his body made him unbearable, and he couldn't help but snort.

Zhao Gou secretly investigated, and knew that his injuries were very serious. But the situation in front of him forced him to stand up, like an immortal, standing still. The dark eyes scanned everyone, there was no emotion in his eyes, some were just murderous, and then he shouted: "Your boss is dead, don't surrender quickly!" ”

"The boss is dead!"

Everyone looked at each other, they didn't have any ideas, you must know that they saw Zhao Gou's weapon stabbing Yan Zonghan with their own eyes. Now Wanyan Zonghan fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and had passed out, but they didn't know if he was really dead.

Zhao Gou shouted, like a morning bell at dusk, shocking. The posture of the Jin soldiers' attack immediately stopped abruptly, and they all turned around in surprise, and sure enough, they saw Wanyan Zonghan who fell to the ground unconscious, all of them stood still, and they didn't know what to do.

Seeing that Zhao Gou's assassination was successful, Song Jun's morale was greatly boosted, and he raised his weapon without hesitation and killed him. Those stunned soldiers were all killed by the counterattacking Song army. When the brothers died, they remembered and immediately fled in all directions.

"Kill!"

Zhao Gou didn't move, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move. If it weren't for his strong willpower, I'm afraid he would have fallen long ago. Now he is the commander of the Song Army and is the pillar of everyone. If he falls, I'm afraid that this battle won't have to be fought, and he will lose it completely.

Wu Yong, the military advisor, cried with joy when he saw his own soldiers counterattacking, and could not hide the excitement in his heart. He personally beat the war drums, inspiring, and the Song army, who heard the sound of the war drums, did not know where to get the strength to rush over again, but the Jin soldiers fled as if they heard the voice of death.

Zhao Gou couldn't move anymore, he could only watch Wanyan Zonghan being rescued by the generals under his command. In fact, he knew that his last blow had not completely killed Yan Zonghan at all. But he believed that Wanyan Zonghan must have been seriously injured, and it was difficult for him to insist on commanding the army to attack the Great Song Dynasty.

After this battle, Zhao Gou believed that Jin Taizong and Yan Sheng would also have to think about it carefully. It can be said that Zhao Gou's final attack turned the situation around and turned the original defeat into a victory. It's just that this victory was a miserable victory, like a defeat, without any joy.

"Come back, stop chasing!"

When Zhao Gou said this, the Song army stopped pursuing, they all gathered around Zhao Gou, but none of them came on foot, all of them supported each other, and then walked here step by step, and there was no joy in their eyes.

By the time Zhao gave the final order, the Jin soldiers had already left completely, and they fled in a hurry, giving the Song army hope. The stone in Zhao Gou's heart also let go, spurted a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground on his knees, supported his body weakly with both hands, and exhaled breathlessly.

"Lord Wang!" After everyone saw Zhao Gou fall, their hearts tightened and they hurriedly stepped forward.

"Don't get in the way, just breathe for a while!" Zhao Gou comforted everyone, he no longer had the strength to support his body to stand up, and he had reached the point of exhaustion. At this time, Wu Yong and the others also hurried over, he did not participate in the battle, he was full of physical strength, and the task of supporting Zhao Gou was handed over to him.

Zhao Gou slowly stood up with his support, and Wu Yong took a closer look only to find that the clothes on Zhao Gou's body were torn, and the skin could be seen. It's just that his skin is covered by blood, and even his face is very pale and weak, which makes Wu Yong very worried.

"Lord, you ......"

Zhao Gou motioned for him not to speak and told him to remain silent. In addition, Zhao Gou asked him to put his coat on himself, that is, to block everyone's sight and not see his injuries. Wu Yong could only support him more carefully, for fear that he would touch Zhao Gou's wound.

"How many more?"

"Not counted yet!" Wu Yong replied.

Zhao Gou looked at it at a glance, and saw that Gao Pet, Yue Fei, Niu Gao, Seed Master Dao and others were all seriously injured, and it was difficult to persevere, even Gao Gou's mask was broken in half, and his face was also bloody, those brothers who didn't see it, Zhao Gou knew it.

"Brother Song Jiang, Brother Tieniu, and what about the others?"

"They...... They all died in battle! ……”

"Poof!" Zhao Gou spat out a mouthful of blood again, Wu Yong hurriedly supported him, and then said, "Are you the brothers who survive now?" If you go down, you must find it for me, even if you are dead, you must find the body! ”

The remaining thousands of people immediately began to search for the corpses, and the bodies of Song Jiang, Li Kui, Dai Zong, Chai Jin, Guan Sheng, Lu Junyi, Lin Chong and others were all found, especially Li Kui died with ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and none of his body was good, all of them were stabbed by enemy weapons.

The planter was killed with a knife, and finally his body was trampled into flesh, and the corpses of the others were found, but they were also mutilated and dead. After counting, there were as many as 20 generals who died in this battle, and it can be said that these people were very close to Zhao Gou, and it can also be said that they were his descendants.

Among the surviving generals, there were only a dozen people such as Gao Chong, Yue Fei, Niu Gao, Tang Huai, Zhang Xian, and Seed Master Dao, and all of them were seriously injured without exception. As for the soldiers killed in the battle, it reached 40,000, it can be said that the whole army was annihilated, and the soldiers who had not died in the battle had no strength to fight again.

At this time, white snowflakes fall from the sky, which is really rare.

Zhao Gou's heart was very heavy, and they had won the final victory. But he paid a terrible price, and such a price was simply exchanged for his life, and such a victory was also won with the lives of his brothers. The white snowflakes continued to fly, Zhao Gou ordered to go down, all the others retreated to Gubeikou, and the others cleaned up the battlefield, even if the Jin soldiers died, it was difficult to exchange the lives of the dead soldiers.

If it weren't for the imperial court turning a blind eye, not sending troops to reinforce, and not having food, grass, weapons, etc., Zhao Gou would not have chosen the path of leaving him to die and rejuvenating. Zhao Gou's resentment towards Zhao Huan and his resentment towards Cizhao Zhenren, the demon Tao, made him change his original intention.

In this battle, the Song army was close to annihilation, and the Jin soldiers were killed 130,000 and countless people were seriously wounded. In the Great Song and Jin War, the victory of the Great Song side was only a tragic victory. Such a victory is like a defeat, and no one feels joy at all, only grief and resentment.

(End of chapter)