Some of the young crossbowmen's cranks spun too quickly, and they scrambled to let the crossbows slip off their hands and fall to the ground.

"Calm down! Sedation! The officers tried to reassure their men, and the sweat of Beans continued to roll down their foreheads.

The drum beat stopped for a moment, which made Niu Fu's heart suffocate and almost stop beating. He turned to them and shouted angrily, "Keep beating the drums, don't stop!" Reinforcements are coming. "The drummers were really tired, but he couldn't stop them.

Third row of arrows.

The Mongol cavalry threw down the fallen men and horses and leaped out. Their number is indeed not large, and after this rush, there are only a thousand people who have been killed in front of the battle. Niu Fu saw the killing intent in their eyes like an icy tide. They roared and pulled out their long knives at the same time, and the chill of the tip of the knife reflected in the eyes of everyone in the Song army.

Three hundred guards also reached out to draw their swords at the same time, they were the last line of defense. There was no need for Qin Gang to give orders here, they knew what they should do.

The Mongol cavalry galloped, closer and closer, closer and closer.

The crossbowmen of the Song army frantically turned the cranks, and when they wanted to fire the fourth arrow, there was a terrible cracking sound from all sides, and hundreds of crossbows were torn at the same time. And the shadow of the sword is like a mountain, and it is swooping down on them.

Niu Fu saw the frightened look in the eyes of these bravest young men, and their legs and stomachs trembled slightly, and they wanted to turn around and retreat.

They all looked back at him. The drumming has already stopped, and Niu Fu can't take care of it anymore, so what the fuck does. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the reins of his horse, jumped in front of them, jumped in front of the crossbowmen, and stood in front: "All those whose crossbows are not broken, stand in front." ”

Since the reinforcements did not come according to the agreement, he could have fled without the agreement, but before that, he had to shoot another arrow for the Great Song Dynasty and Fancheng.

He was a nice young man, and they stopped there to look at him, and walked away without turning around. Niu Fu calmly drew out the divine arm bow and pointed forward: "Good men of the Great Song Dynasty, if you put an arrow with me, you will release an arrow." ”

The flank charge of the Mongol cavalry completely destroyed the phalanx on the left flank of the Song army, and once the phalanx of spears and shields was scattered, these brave soldiers became lambs to the slaughter in front of the fast cavalry. The Bohai cavalry and the Dangxiang cavalry returned to the army at the same time to slash and kill. The cavalry of the Han army crossed the front of the formation and rushed straight into the core army formation with the banner of the Song army.

Ali Hague roared loudly with his scimitar, he had already seen Niu Fu surrounded by hundreds of guards with black armor spears, he shouted and pounced, and suddenly a bright fire burst out and hit him head-on.

Ali Hague led his horse and jumped out with his head down, but saw a raging wall of fire rising from the dirt ground behind him, and orange flames rose into the air, he looked sideways, and saw a young man in fluttering clothes jumping into the air, with one hand, and another wall of fire was released from his hand.

The crimson war horse that Ali Hague was riding was caught in the black mud ground full of dead bodies and weapons, and the long tongue of flames was swaying, chasing after his head, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten walls of fire were burning on the ground.

The man's hands danced with blazing fires, and he fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, thick walls of fire were erected in the midst of the surging Mongol cavalry.

Ali Hague turned around and shouted, and seven or eight Mongol warriors rushed over on horseback, and one of them, who was armed with a mace, shouted, and rushed out from behind him like a gust of wind, and slammed into the wall of fire.

It was too late, but it was too fast, and a fireball shot out from the gap, and with a bang, it hit the warrior's body, and suddenly even the man and the horse were burned, and the whole body was scorched in an instant. At the same time, another warrior who had arrived behind him shot an arrow through a gap in the wall of fire, staggered with the fireball, and swooped into the young man's eyebrows.

A surprising scene occurred, and the man's whole body instantly rose with orange flames, first the shaft of the arrow turned into flying ashes, and then the arrow blade melted into molten iron, and fell to the ground with a hissing sound.

By this time, Ali Hague's guards had also been killed, and the arrows shot through the wall of fire and shot straight at the man, but all the arrows were the result of being burned by the flames.

Ali Hague saw this strange young man covered in fire and immediately understood who he was.

Ali Hague raised his sword and shouted wildly, ready to rush in with all the elites through the gap in the wall of fire, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the screams of the Mongols and the terrified howls of the war horses coming from the flanks. He turned his head with lightning speed, remembering the fog-shrouded depressions on the left as the whole army rushed through the open field, with only a few tall cedar trees peeking out of the treetops for people to see. Sure enough, there was an enemy hiding there, and finally the attack was launched.

Ali Hague's face turned pale, he lowered the long knife in his hand, jumped on his horse's back and looked carefully, only to see that a stream of iron was rushing from the left, the black iron armor also glowed with a dark dazzling light in the mist, there was no trumpet or drum, they had launched a terrible attack in unison.

Just as a man is most in danger when he stabs a shot, just as an army is at its most vulnerable when it is about to win. This army had been hidden there for a long time, and it was even hidden until the last moment, when the Mongol elite cavalry was at its weakest, that it delivered a fatal blow.

"It's worthy of the 'Iron Kirin'!" Ali Hague spun the knife in his hand and let out a low sigh.

A thousand "iron unicorns" of iron armor rushed out silently, and the hundreds of people on the flanks of the Mongol cavalry were silently swallowed up without even a single wave rolling up in this iron tide. The "Iron Qilin" crossed the flank, and the first person rode a snowhoof black horse, galloping in the first column of the "Iron Qilin" lineup, the heavy Baotou iron helmet even blocked his face, he brandished a long knife, fiercely slashed horizontally and vertically, and the red blood fountain sprayed into the sky with the direction of the black blade. The heavily armored cavalry behind him rushed up like wolves, and slammed the broad chests of their iron-clad horses into the flanks of the Mongol cavalry horses, knocking the stout warriors off their horses. The flanks of the Mongol cavalry hastily formed a formation and swooped back at the galloping "Iron Qilin", blocking the tide of anger with their bodies and splashes of blood.

Ali Hague's fierce gaze shot through his lowered eyebrows, and he looked to the left and right, and saw several of the commanders coming out of battle with bloody faces to follow him, and they reined in their exhausted horses and looked at him with inquiring eyes.