"I originally wanted to recruit you, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, no matter what, since that's the case, then you're welcome, today I will let you die without a place to be buried, the crossbowmen are ready, kill me!"

Jin Wushu was annoyed, and immediately ordered the crossbowmen to attack, and suddenly saw arrows like flying locusts, densely shooting towards Yang Zaixing, even if the martial arts are high, in this case there is only dodge, Yang Zaixing can only dance the spear in his hand in a dense manner, in order to resist the enemy's bow and arrows.

Fortunately, there are not many Jurchen archers, only more than a thousand people, and the accuracy of the collective projectile on horseback is not very good, plus Yang Zaixing's martial arts are really good, which can barely support, but even if he dances well, it does not mean that he is really impenetrable, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Zaixing's body has several arrow wounds.

"It seems that I, Yang Zaixing, really died here today, I am really unwilling!" Yang Zaixing smiled bitterly, rode his horse and fought and retreated.

Now his war horse also has arrow wounds, and two carved arrows are inserted in the body of the war horse, fortunately, although this war horse is a horse, it is also quite spiritual, sacrificing his life to protect it, and insisting on running forward.

Yang Zaixing quickly retreated to the river, at this time, because he wanted to abscond for a distance, the Jurchen's feather arrows had insufficient range, even if a few powerful feather arrows could shoot in front of him, they were easily dialed off by him, and the threat caused was extremely limited.

"But the question now is, how do I get out of here? Just now, when the body and the war horse were intact, they were forced to come back, and now whether it is me or the war horse, they have been injured, it is impossible to break out again, and if it is consumed here, needless to say anything else, it is just that the bleeding has been for a long time, and I can't live. I, Yang Zaixing, am not afraid of death, I killed a general and hundreds of small soldiers of the Jurchens on the battlefield just now, and I have already made a lot of money, but I really don't want to die of suffocation like this, with my promising body, once I can go back alive, I may be able to cause greater damage to the Jurchens another day. ”

Yang Zaixing smiled bitterly, he looked not far away, and found that the river was actually not wide, and the current was not fast, but the only wooden bridge had been demolished and could not be passed at all.

"If you want to escape, there is only one chance at present, that is, the horse crosses this river, as long as the river is crossed, the front is no longer an obstacle, but don't say that the war horse is injured now, even if it is intact, it does not have the ability to jump over, so if you want to cross the river, you can only flow through, but I don't know the depth of this river, if the river is too deep, I can only drown in it."

Yang Zaixing shook his head helplessly, hesitating, but at this time, he only heard the sound of iron cavalry in the distance, it was the Jurchens who began to approach together, as long as they advanced another forty or fifty steps, their bows and arrows would enter the effective range, and at that time, he had no way to retreat, but he had only a dead end.

At such a juncture, there was no room for any hesitation, Yang Zaixing gritted his teeth and immediately jumped over to Hanoi.

However, as soon as the war horse jumped in, Yang Zaixing arrived at something wrong, although the river was not deep, but the war horse was constantly descending, and it was impossible to lift the horse's hooves at all.

This made Yang Zaixing feel creepy, but he didn't expect that although this small river was not deep, it was full of silt, which caused his war horse to sink deep into it, and it was impossible to escape at all, and as the war horse fell deeper and deeper, I believe that it would be his turn soon.

"I thought about countless ways to die, but I didn't expect to fall into the mud and be suffocated, hehe, this way of dying is really a bit bad, covered with stinky and dirty mud, even if you die, it's not decent."

Yang Zaixing shook his head and smiled bitterly, his face full of helplessness.

However, even so, Jin Wushu did not intend to let Yang Zaixing go, because he did not know the depth of the silt, in case the silt was only the depth of the war horse, then after they left, Yang Zaixing would not have a chance to escape.

Therefore, Jin Wushu decided to fall into the well, and when Yang Zaixing was trapped in the mud and could not escape, the soldiers in the army shot Yang Zaixing into a hedgehog with thousands of arrows, so that he could not survive even if he had great ability.

However, at this moment, I only heard the sound of rumbling horses' hooves stomping on the ground behind me, and following the reputation, I saw a Biao military horse killed, and the first one recognized Jin Wushu as his former righteous son Lu Wenlong.

"My son, why are you here?" When Jin Wushu saw Lu Wenlong, he couldn't help revealing his true feelings, and slowly stepped forward and asked.

saw Lu Wenlong's face sank, and shouted: "Shut up!" Who is your son, I am the son of Lu Deng, the former Liaodong Taishou of the Han Dynasty and the Marquis of Ancheng Pavilion, Lu Wenlong! And you are my father-killing enemy, the so-called father-killing revenge is not shared, see each other on the battlefield today, it is a good opportunity for me to take revenge, Jin Wushu, accept your life! ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Wenlong led the army to rush forward.

Although Lu Wenlong's martial arts and Yang Zaixing are in the middle of the best, and even inferior to Yang Zaixing, but this time he is not alone in the battle, but there are 5,000 people behind him, the number of these people is not less than the Jurchen knights, and they have never fought before, and they are in full swing, and Lu Wenlong's brave name is listed in the Jurchen camp.

In addition, the Jurchens had an instinctive fear of the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty, so as soon as various reasons were combined, at the moment when Lu Wenlong led the army to rush out, all the Jurchen soldiers felt a look of fear, and they all hesitated, and the previous fighting spirit instantly turned into flowing water.

"Kill!" Lu Wenlong took the lead, and more than 30 soldiers under his command guarded him, forming an arrow, and rushed towards the Jurchen camp fiercely.

Lu Wenlong quickly rushed to the place where he was more than thirty steps in front of the Golden Vulture Array, and at this time, Jin Gudu, the general of the pro-soldiers beside Jin Wushu, saw this, and hurriedly blocked the front, and shouted: "Lu Wenlong, no matter what, my family master has also raised you for ten years, not a biological father, better than a biological father, you dare to be so presumptuous, it is really disregardful, it is extremely hateful, since this is the case, then don't blame me for not remembering the past, kill!" ”

After finishing speaking, Jin Gudu swung his mace and smashed it directly towards the top door of Lu Wenlong.

Lu Wenlong also knew that Jin Gu was a confidant of Wushu, and he was slightly ashamed in his heart when he accused him a few words just now, but he didn't expect the other party to do it directly to him, which made the guilt in his heart disappear suddenly, and said loudly: "I didn't want to take your life, you were looking for death yourself, but I can't blame me." ”

What a Lu Wenlong, he didn't even need to dodge, and the spear in his hand actually came first, piercing into the lower abdomen of Jin Gudu like lightning.

At this time, the mace of the Jin Gudu had just come to Lu Wenlong's top door three inches away, and he only needed to advance a little bit further to smash Lu Wenlong's brain and burst to death, but everything came to an abrupt end, and Lu Wenlong stabbed to death the most trusted henchman of the Golden Vulture with only one shot.