"Gorou, you have always said how weak and incompetent the Nanren are, cowardly and fearful. When I saw it today, it was extremely sharp, and his courage was not weaker than my Jurchen, it seems that what Gorou said is untrue? ”

In Yaozhou City, as soon as Lin Chong and the others left, after Yan Wu begged to buy, he called Zeng Sheng to come and interrogate.

Wu Qimai's tone was light, but in Zeng Sheng (Wan Yan Sheng), it was like a thunder explosion, only frightened him to quickly kneel down, prostrate at the feet of Wan Yan Wu Qimai and said: "The Ban Bo is extremely strong, the small one said, there is no half a word false, the Great Song Forbidden Army, except for the Western Army, which is slightly capable of fighting, the rest of the armies are indeed unbearable to fight, the armament is lax, and they are extremely incompetent and weak!"

Lin Chong, the Liangshan military horse, is really an outlier among the Song people, and I don't know how this guy was trained!

The army of the southerners, only the Liangshan army is like this, and the rest of the army, even if it is the western army, seeing the invincible division of our Jurchens, can only be frightened and defeated in a battle! ”

After seeing that Yan Wu begged for a long time and didn't speak, Zeng Sheng said in a low voice: "Tan Ban Bo is extremely fierce, do you think, if the Song army can fight, how can it be pressed on the head by the Khitan for more than 100 years?"

How could it be that even a small bandit country, Western Xia, could not be solved? How could Lin Chong's family start from a hundred people and grow to its current scale in just one year?

In fact, among the southerners, there is only the Liangshan army, which can fight, as long as the Liangshan army is eliminated, no one in the entire Song Dynasty can resist the hooves of our Jurchen iron horse! ”

"Lin Chong, Liang Shanjun?"

Wanyan Wu Qimai frowned slightly, Zeng Sheng's explanation, he roughly believed it.

It's just that he thinks farther than Zeng Sheng, at the banquet just now, Lin Chong asked for equality everywhere and behaved strongly everywhere, which means that in Lin Chong's heart, Liang Shanjun is not weaker than the Jurchens at all.

Does it mean that the current Liangshan Army is almost equal to the Jurchen Army when it just started to fight against Liao.

Didn't the Jurchen army go through the battles of Ningjiang Prefecture, the Battle of Chuhedian, the Battle of Huanglongfu, and the Battle of Hubu Dagang in less than a year, and proclaimed the emperor to establish the country, laying the general trend of destroying Liao?

Although the record of the Liangshan Army is worse than that of it, it also started from a hundred horsemen, and it has developed to its current scale in only one year!

The Zhao and Song courts were so corrupt and incompetent, who can guarantee that in a few years, the Liangshan army would not develop into a strong force like the current Jurchen army?

The Nanren have such a large population, such a long and splendid culture, and thousands of years of accumulation and inheritance......

If this Lin Chong awakens the bloody nature in the bones of these southerners, they all become like these Liangshan soldiers and soldiers seen today, it would be terrible to think about!

Fortunately, among the southerners, only one unit of the Liangshan Army can fight!

Fortunately, Lin Chong is here to send him to death!

Originally, I didn't want to kill him, but this guy was so strong and arrogant......

Just thinking about it, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the main hall, Wanyan Wu begged to look up, but it was his eldest son Wanyan Zongpan who walked quickly with a messenger.

"Let's go down."

Seeing the solemn and anxious looks on his son and messenger, Wu Qimai hurriedly let Zeng Sheng go down, and then said to Wanyan Zongpan: "What happened?" ”

Wanyan Zongpan walked quickly to Wu Qimai's side, and whispered two words in his ear, Wanyan Wu Qimai's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "There is such a thing?" How could it be ......"

But he saw the messenger present the letter, saying: "This matter is true, and we have inquired into it ...... many ways."

An incredible thought flashed in Wanyan Wu Qimai's mind, he reacted immediately, stood up suddenly, and said eagerly Wanyan Zongpan: "Quick, go and tell Sticky Han (Wanyan Zonghan), do it directly, and keep Lin Chong's gang at all costs!" ”

"Don't worry, father, you won't let this guy run away!"

Wanyan Zongpan also had doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to believe it, and when he heard Wanyan Wu begging to say this, he didn't hesitate at the moment, and ran out as if he was flying.

On the open space and grassland outside Yaozhou Wharf, Wanyan Lou Room had already taken the lead with his superb riding skills and grasp of the timing of the attack, and the forty-two-pound iron sledgehammer split Huashan with one move and smashed Wang Feiyu fiercely.

Wanyan Lou Room struck angrily, this set of actions was like a cloud, fast as lightning, heavy as Mount Tai, and had surpassed the highest level of Wanyan Lou Room in the usual period.

Every Jurchen knight's eyes widened, wanting to see the scene of the Jurchen God of War smashing people into meat sauce with a hammer!

Such a perfect all-out blow, at this time it is too late to kick the reins and hit the horse sideways to get out of the way; If you want to exchange your life for your life, the double hammer in the hands of the southern barbarian is too short; Can only be hardwired.

It's just that all the Jurchen knights think that if a blow as heavy as Mount Tai is so heavy, there is nothing in the world that can catch it!

However, in the next moment, I saw that the southern barbarian, who was in his early twenties, really raised his hand, and the double hammer in his hand was crossed, and he struggled to lift it up.

Hearing a loud bang, the three big hammers slammed together, and suddenly sparks shot out, and the loud sound of landslides and ground cracks shook the eardrums, and the southern barbarian really took this trick hard.

All the Jurchen knights were stunned, looking at this young Nanren man with a long and thin body, and a thin waist that seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, they couldn't believe how such a thin body could have such great divine power.

It's incredible.

"Little Fubo!"

"Little Fubo!"

On Liang Shanjun's side, there was a sudden sound of cheers in the sky, and the hearts in his throat were finally put down, and everyone couldn't help but admire!

This little Fubo Wang Feiyu is worthy of being one of the three people with the greatest strength in the Liangshan Army.

This time he received a full blow from the Jurchen God of War, I am afraid that it will not have ten thousand catties of divine power.

Wanyan Lou Room was also shocked when he saw that his inevitable hammer was followed by this southerner general.

At the same time, his hands cracked even more, his arms were numb and trembling, and a mouthful of blood in his chest could not be lifted

Wanyan Lou couldn't help but be shocked, knowing that he had met a lifelong rival, he gritted his teeth more and more, lifted his spirits, and fought desperately with Wang Feiyu.

After Yan Lou's room, the tiger's mouth cracked and bleed in one round, and the whole body was agitated and scattered, and Wang Feiyu thought that he was not much better.

This is the way to use heavy weapons!

Just like playing football, even if a player kicks the ball with great force, his feet will be fine, because the power has been transmitted out with the flight of the football, and it will not hurt himself.

In the past, when Wang Feiyu and Wanyan Lou smashed people with a sledgehammer, because the other party couldn't catch it, or the weapon was broken, or even the people and horses were smashed and broken, so the force of their hammer was transmitted out, and the two of them would not be counterattacked.

But now that the two are evenly matched, Wang Feiyu actually took over the hammer of Wanyan Lou's room. It's like a person sees a soccer ball on the ground and kicks it hard, only to find that it is an iron ball welded to the ground, and the iron ball does not move at all, and all the strength is fed back, and the person is likely to have a broken foot.

At this moment, Wang Feiyu's whole body, bones, muscles and internal organs were also shaken and turbulent, the tiger's mouth was cracked, his throat was sweet, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

A good Wang Feiyu, at the age of eight, went up the mountain with the Yiren master to learn art, he has been boiling well since he was a child, and he has practiced a body of divine power, even in the Liangshan Army, he wrestled with Luda and Wu Song and did not lose a cent (Lin Chong did not let them use all their strength, so there was no winner or loser), and the three of them were called the three major divine generals of the Liangshan Army.

Although he suffered a big loss as soon as he saw the face this time, in the face of the Jurchen Tartars, how could the men of the Han family in China admit defeat and show weakness?