"Nope." The scout shook his head, "But...... The man who slew the fire ox was clothed in white lion skin armor, and he was very brave, and he had never seen it before......"

Wanyan Wu begged to let him go, and the person who was able to kill the fire ox, although he was brave, was still a human after all, not a demon.

"Probe!"

"Yes!"

After the scout retreated, Wanyan Wu Qimai still felt a little upset, and he called someone to call two Song beauties to accompany him in the secret room, which was the best way for him to settle down as soon as possible......

On the battlefield, the banners of the Song and Jin armies were staggered on the battlefield, and the cavalry mixed together after the first round of charges and began to strangle. The desperate Jurchen warriors were more ferocious than the Song cavalry, and they fought a difficult draw with the Song cavalry with superior forces. No one can take a step forward on this battlefield, the front is the enemy's sword or the back of the companion, and no one can take a step back, and more companions behind them will rush forward with their swords brandishing their knives. Wave after wave of samurai swooped down under the long sword, and wave after wave of samurai rushed up to take over the battlefield.

Wu Ge, the commander of the forbidden army, looked out from behind the battle, and the order he received was to retreat and kill, and two thousand warriors with divine arms and bows were guarding here, and anyone who turned back would be pierced through the head by black feathered arrows.

This battle has been going on for too long, and Wu Ge has a trace of worry in his heart. He did not expect that the Jin army would have to fight again after the rout, and the Jin cavalry, which had the advantage in strength, would win sooner or later, and the Song cavalry was too small in number and was just consuming their strength. Wu Ge knew that the bitter cold land in the north did not have as many people as the Central Plains and the south, but every man was as strong as a bear and a tiger, and the Jurchens were willing to be consumed so willingly with the strength they had so hard to obtain? And such a result is also a disastrous victory for the Song army, perhaps only 10,000 living men can return to the city of Tokyo.

He calculated the remaining strength of the two sides, the Jin army may still have thirty or forty thousand men who can fight, the Song army has only fifty thousand infantry and cavalry, and now the corpses on the plain have exceeded fifty thousand. You know, 50,000 people is a fairly large tribe on the grassland.

He was suddenly awe-inspiring, and he heard a melodious horn coming from behind the Song army.

"The golden people still have ambush soldiers!" He turned the thought in his heart and looked up.

In the field, at the end of the line of sight, a large banner fluttered in the snow, and the two thousand ironclad cavalry divided into two teams approached with the sound of the trumpet. The shouting and killing on the battlefield suddenly weakened, and the people who were fighting couldn't help but follow the prestige and look at the flag, which was a big "Song" flag with a unicorn pattern.

"It's the 'Iron Qilin', it's finally here......" Wu Ge whispered to himself.

Wu Ge had already guessed Sun Hui's tactics, and this heavy cavalry unit quickly cut through the narrowest gap in the Jin army's formation into the enemy's formation. The timing was perfect.

The whole plain was silenced by such an army. The two thousand iron unicorns ignored the battlefield strewn with corpses in front of them, they methodically adjusted their formation, and opened a long formation, the cavalry in the front row was as smooth as a line, and there was only one step between each two horses, and the difference between the front and rear was only half a horse.

The sound of the horn was interrupted, and the eyes of tens of thousands of people converged on the body of the horse in front of the array, and the samurai on horseback looked down on the battlefield condescendingly, like an emperor who ruled everything. He raised his hand to the sky, paused for a moment, and swung forward. Two thousand long knives were unsheathed at the same time, each war horse carried an iron blue sword light beside it, and the iron unicorns relaxed the tightened reins at the same time, and the power of the two thousand war horses that were bound to death was released at the same moment, like thunder, like a frenzy, like a landslide and a tsunami.

Wanyan Huonu felt that the hot blood in her heart slowly cooled. From the moment he saw the big flag, he already knew the outcome of this battle. But he still held the handle of the two-handed sword, and he did not fall down when he held the hilt.

The iron unicorn array was like a straight blade, cutting through the battle formation sharply, and they were like a steel comb, where the comb teeth swept over, the Jurchen warriors fell one after another, and the Song army infantry held their swords and looked at the backs of those iron unicorns who had gone away in amazement. Almost no one was able to fight back, and the well-recharged horses, excellent armor, and uniform movements made this army invincible, and they did not stop, galloping through like the wind. After the Iron Kirin swept through the battle formation, the formation remained unchanged, they pulled the horses in the distance, turned the horses' heads and regrouped, and the new force took the front position, and then they launched a second round of slaughter.

The cavalry of the Song army in the battlefield also looked stupid, even if some of them once looked down on these arrogant iron qilins, but at this time, everyone gave birth to a kind of envy and admiration. It is worthy of being the elite of the elite cavalry of the forbidden army, it is the sword of Guan Gong's god of war, and everywhere he goes, there is not a single grass!

Jiang Xuan threw away the scarred knife in his hand and pulled out a knife he treasured from the saddle, the shape of the knife was like a crescent moon, and the slightest pattern on the knife body was like a chaotic cloud. It was a scimitar from Persia, the edge of which shone with a dark golden light. With Jiang Xuan's sword swinging diagonally from the bottom up, the blood mist filled the air, and the Jurchen warrior who was blocking Jiang Xuan's horse split diagonally from his left waist to his right shoulder, and his armor and muscles were completely broken in this knife, as easily as cutting paper.

Jiang Xuan threw off the stirrup with one kick and kicked the body of the Jurchen warrior out of the air, he turned around and raised his tooth knife and shouted at the warriors behind him: "Forward!" Advance! Advance! The Iron Kirin is here! This is the final showdown! Whoever takes back the head of the Jin Yu chief is the hero of our Great Song Dynasty, a hero who will still be recited hundreds of years later! The good boy of the Great Song Dynasty...... Everyone deserves to be a hero! ”

Wu Ge pulled out the waist knife from the heart of a Jurchen warrior, pushed the corpse away, turned his head to face the wind and snow, and watched the man wield a scimitar, straightened his neck, and shouted with his head to the sky, the green tendons at the base of his neck beating.

He raised his sword to the sky, and the burning blood in his heart was about to gush out like a volcano, and if he didn't shout, his chest would explode.

He roared: "Forward! Advance! Advance! ”

The entire snow field echoed them, and tens of thousands of Song soldiers raised their swords and pointed at the sky: "Forward!" Advance! Advance! ”

The men's blood was ignited, and this was the opportunity they would never have again in their lives to go down in history with their names. Jiang Xuan is right, everyone is thinking that the men of the Great Song Dynasty should be born heroes!

Above the watchtower, Zhang Shuye, the commander of the Song Army, stared at the battlefield in the distance, chasing a dazzling little golden light in the snow and dust. That bit of golden light rushed left and right on the battlefield, and the array of the Jin cavalry was cut off everywhere it went, although the Jurchen warriors quickly filled the gap in the array, and then rushed forward to kill, but under the sweep of the iron unicorn heavy armored cavalry, one after another Jurchen warriors fell under the knife and were trampled by the horses' hooves.