Daoist Zhou once assured Wanyan Zongwang that the power of this firearm could kill Sun Hui with a single shot, but the premise was that he was close enough to him.

But now Wanyan Zonghan is at such a long distance, he can't hit and kill Sun Hui.

Wanyan Zongwang couldn't allow himself to be blocked by just one person, if he didn't succeed and didn't kill this person, there would be no hope for his future!

Sun Hui once again erupted flames into the surroundings, and the fiery power led all the remaining canisters of fire and oil, forming several walls of fire around him, and within the walls of fire, everything was destroyed.

"All the troops press!" Wanyan Zongwang clenched the firearm, "We must kill him!" Do whatever it takes! ”

He knew how many people would die with such a tactic, but it was too late. He needed someone to rush to Sun Hui's side when he was breathing fire again, and shoot him in the mouth with that firearm.

Only in this way can Sun Hui be killed.

"Kill him!" The men of the Iron Harriers roared, clapped their horses forward, and did not dodge again. They all understood what Yan Zongwang meant, Sun Hui's demon magic was terrible to them, but it was just like a rain of arrows as dense as a swarm of locusts, they were all trained to charge against the rain of arrows, never knowing when the arrows would fall on their heads, just as they never knew when the flames would burn on themselves.

A huge figure walked up from a low-lying place to the high ground and stood beside Wan Yan Zongwang, carrying a huge bow and arrows like a bed crossbow, opening his bow and putting three giant arrows on the bowstring at once.

It was an Iron Floating Tu who protected him, and a warrior from the West, who was the height of two Jurchen men, and his open bow was ten times the strength of the Jurchen horned bow.

The deadly flames erupted again and again, so dense that there was almost no room to dodge, and a team of 1,000 people of the Iron Harrier had all fallen by the time they advanced to fifty steps away from Sun Hui, and all the arrows they shot were burned in Sun Hui's flames.

"Second Highness! Let's take a detour! Can't rush head-on! The captain galloped back from the smoke and dust with a charred face, his horse already burned to death.

Wanyan Zongwang looked left and right, and the cavalry of the Song army on the left and right had already formed a trapping trend.

"There's no chance," his voice trembled slightly, "and it must go straight from the front!" Keep charging! ”

The commanders of the Iron Harrier were silent for a while, and one of them whispered, "Second Highness, if you rush like this, we may all die here." ”

Wan Yan Zongwang looked into their eyes and felt that those gazes were piercing him, like steel needles. He can command them to fight, but he can't order them to die.

"Well, I'll go myself!" He said.

"Bastard!" Someone roared behind Wanyan Zongwang's back.

The general Wanyan suddenly walked out of the team and slapped the commander in the face, "Your Royal Highness raised you so that you can say such cowardly words at the life and death juncture of Wanyan's department?" He drew his sword and stuck it in the throat of the commander, "Did you hear the second prince's order?" Kill that demon! The one in front is dead, and the one behind is following! If you are all dead, it will be my turn, and when I die, it will be the turn of the Second Highness himself. ”

"I don't like cowards," Wan Yan's sinister gaze, "I'd rather kill them myself!" ”

He pressed Yan Zongwang's shoulders tightly, and hinted with his gaze that he looked back, thousands of Song cavalry were only a mile away from them, and they had been completely separated from the left and right flanks, and his thousand men had moved from behind the Iron Harrier formation to the front of the formation, but they met the Song cavalry of the brigade, and they could not join them. The two soldiers and horses crowded together to slash and kill, and the Jurchen warriors' arrows were useless, and they picked up the sabers dropped by the dead man from the ground and slashed them.

"See? There is no time," Wan Yan said in a low voice, "Second Highness, the person who leads the troops, if he goes into battle, he must be a devil, and if you say charge, whoever dares to retreat will have to kill him." Because you carry tens of thousands of lives on your shoulders, and you die hundreds of thousands of people, as long as you can kill that demon, it is worth it. Don't spoil the great things because of a moment's kindness. I will lead people to block the Song army, you cut off the Song army's handsome flag, and don't die before I come back. ”

"Iron Float!" Wanyan suddenly lifted the heavy iron spear from the saddle shelf, and the Iron Harrier cavalry scattered, revealing the Iron Floaters hidden in it. Slowly but orderly they formed their formations, turning their iron spears into steel thorns, their sharp spears pointing to the rear. This is the pinnacle of the steppe cavalry, when this army was formed, there were originally thousands of people, and it was a movable steel spear array. It was only for special unknown reasons that they were dispersed and assigned to the high-ranking generals of the Jin army.

The Iron Butchers began to gallop with their horses, and the blood of the horses was stimulated by the battlefield, and they roared, faster and faster, and the formation gradually dispersed, and the rope attached between the two horses was tightened. This battle line spread out for a mile long, and with a hundred men, it launched an outflanking attack on the opponent's thousands of Song cavalry.

"We can't take a detour," Wan Yan Zongwang's gaze swept over the commanders one by one, "Our road is only ahead." ”

He knew that Wanyan Tura was right, it was useless to be merciful to the warriors at the moment, as long as he could kill Sun Hui, all the sacrifices were worthwhile. How can you be stopped by someone? How could one person stop his determination? How could one person block the life of hundreds of thousands of Jurchen people?

A sudden burst of anger erupted in his heart, and he waved his knife at Sun Hui, "Charge!" Those who retreat, I'll cut off their heads! ”

"Yes!" The commanders scattered. Military orders have been issued and cannot be disobeyed.

Sun Hui felt the blood all over his body surging like boiling, and the power flowing in his tendons was like an unrestrained dragon, violently pounding his joints, trying to destroy his body. But his mind was clear, his mind was as clear as a mirror, and his power was still evolving, and he was once again approaching the limit of his strength, and the power was gathered in his body according to his mind, as if it were about to break it.

He erupted flames again and again, and the violent force and flames rushed in all directions, cutting off the Jurchen cavalry that rushed in groups. The surging heat can make the human body reach an extremely high temperature in an instant, and some cavalrymen cleverly avoided the impact of power, but were swept by the heat flow, and the moment they rushed out of the flames, the blood all over their bodies vaporized, and the whole body was like an exploding, blood-filled skin.

He couldn't count how many people he had killed, and the whole ground seemed to melt, and the ground was already covered with char and ashes.

He felt tired, he couldn't hear his surroundings clearly, and his vision was blurred by the dust that was constantly flying into the sky.