Yue Fei and his subordinates gradually became ill, and finally began to run, and the snow-bright sword light was shocking in the splashing mud. The Jurchen warriors slowly raised their weapons, and the encirclement gradually shrank.

Yue Fei was the first to rush into the enemy formation, rolling with his two swords. Mud, sweat, and blood are mixed together, accompanied by a violent heartbeat, and the body seems to be in an intertwined cicada chrysalis, and it is difficult to walk. The whistling of the mace slipped past his ears, and he struggled to jump, dodge, and unleash the knife. The river of time is frozen here, and the colors in front of you are gradually receding like melted paint, and in the black and white images, there are endless enemies in front of you. Breathing is getting more and more cloudy.

When Yue Fei cut off the head of the sixth Jurchen warrior, he rushed to the side of Emperor Jin, who had already abandoned the broken sword at this time, took a mace, and hit Yue Fei. Yue Fei dodged sideways, the mace brushed his face, half of his face suddenly lost consciousness, he lay crookedly in the muddy water, and raised his head to the sky. The rain hit his face like beans, and a burst of cold hit, and the Golden Emperor in front of him raised his mace and smashed it down with all his might.

Yue Fei desperately wanted to dodge, but at this time, a sharp arrow flew and hit the head of the mace, and the Golden Emperor's stick was missed, landing on Yue Fei's head.

Yue Fei's ears heard the sharp sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the upturned mud covered his face, and bitterness poured from his lips. But he didn't hesitate, and jumped up from the ground suddenly, although his eyes couldn't see, he still knew where the Golden Emperor was.

Without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, he swung his long knife and slashed horizontally.

A terrible scream, the hot blood rushing to his face, washed away the mud on his face.

When he opened his eyes, everything he saw was tinged with a pale red, and the Golden Emperor had already fallen in front of him.

A pair of trembling arms pulled Yue Fei out of the quagmire, shaking quickly and weakly. Yue Fei turned his head and found that the guard, the hole in his left eye socket was bottomless, and blood flowed out of it, but he shouted happily, "Brother Yue, reinforcements are coming!" We are saved! Yue Fei looked silently in the direction of his finger, the Jurchens all over the field were scattering and fleeing, the Song army light cavalry in a large group waved long knives to chase after the tail, and dozens of banners with the word "Zong" were hunting and dancing on the grassy hills.

It was the old boss Zong Ze's troops who arrived.

Yue Fei barely held his shoulder, looking at the face that had lost an eye, sadness welled up from the bottom of his heart.

The Iron Floaters had been evacuated without leaving a trace, only the corpses everywhere stiffened in the wind and rain. In this bloody battle, the Jin army suffered heavy losses, and there were only more than 3,000 people left in the cavalry force of 10,000 people, but they ran very fast, and the horsepower of the Song army's light cavalry was not good, and they soon could not catch up.

Yue Fei couldn't help but look at the sky, the rain drenched the blood and mud on his face, the sky was clearing, he looked for Sun Hui's shadow in the clouds, but he didn't see anything.

A white-robed young general rode his horse, came to Yue Fei and stopped, looked at the corpse of the Golden Emperor on the ground and the mace with an arrow stuck in the end, and then looked at Yue Fei, with a look of chagrin on his face.

"You're in luck. My arrow did not hit him, but it did you a great favor and accomplished a great achievement. The white-robed young general seemed to be dissatisfied, but Yue Fei saw the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yue Fei knew that with the other party's archery skills, it would be impossible to miss in that situation, he just said it on purpose.

"Thank you for your concession." Yue Fei stuck the knife in his hand on the ground, and hugged his fists with both hands, "I don't know my brother's name?" So that Yue Fei can remember ......"

"High favor." The white-robed young general jumped off the horse and saluted Yue Fei back, "Brother Yue is really good, I was almost stunned ......"

What was Gao Pet's next words, Yue Fei couldn't hear it clearly, his eyes were dark, he felt that the sky was spinning, and he fell, Gao Pet stepped out in time to help him, so he didn't let him fall into the muddy water.

The last thing he heard was the screams of the guards......

The smell of the tent, the swaying lights on the roof of the carriage, the bitterness of the jars of medicinal juice, and the pain in his arms, when Yue Fei woke up, he was already in Taiyuan City. As soon as he opened his eyes, the four walls suddenly pressed against him, and his chest was filled with breath.

Yue Fei staggered to his feet and walked outside the house. A cold wind swept in, and his body was so weak that he almost fell. Then I saw the old boss Zong Ze, his dark face was full of wrinkles, and he was wearing a tiger-shaped jade around his waist. Uncle Zhang stood on one side at night, still strong, and his green shirt fluttering.

In the shadows of the compound, there were four samurai with swords, and everyone only gathered around the three young men under the moon.

It's Sun Hui and the two immortals.

Sun Hui saw Yue Fei and smiled, "Are you feeling better?" Yue Fei hurriedly kowtowed, but was grabbed by him. Although he was seriously injured, he could still tell that the seemingly random support was compelling.

"It's okay." Yue Fei knew that his injury was actually not light, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

"This defeat of the captives can be said to be a complete battle, and Jin Yu has already suffered a great injury, and it no longer poses a threat to my Great Song Dynasty." Sun Hui patted Yue Fei's shoulder, "You can take care of your injuries." This time, you killed the Golden Emperor, just when you returned to Beijing to repay your merits, and the official family should be rewarded. You have a long time to live. His smile was like a spring breeze, which could indeed heal the scars in his heart, but unfortunately Yue Fei's body had not yet recovered, and he always felt a burst of chills.

Yue Fei looked at the end of the sky in the distance and stroked the silver chain on his wrist. After being separated for a long time, is she okay? I wonder how that girl with bright eyes and a gentle and lovely smile is doing now? In a dream. Her smile could easily seduce his soul, and the pink dress and blue skirt of her parting eyes were like a deep imprint engraved on his originally cold and stiff heart, soothing the manic and frenzied killing intent.

He instantly felt that all the suffering he had suffered, even for her, was worth it.

Soon after Yue Fei returned to the barracks to rest, Yang Zaixing and Gao Chong came to visit, and Yue Fei asked about the battle situation, only to know that the two towns of Hejian and Zhongshan had been recovered by Zongze.

After Zhang Shuye led the army to set off, Song Huizong Zhao Ji was worried that his troops were too small, and the Jin army was strong, and he planned to send troops to help, but the military strength of Kaifeng Capital was seriously depleted, and he couldn't muster up many troops in a hurry, and the army south of the Yangtze River was not reliable at all, and the western army could not leave the defense area.

Due to the ravages of the Lianghe region by the Jin army, the major famous cities fell one after another, and the regular army of the Song Dynasty basically suffered casualties everywhere. But the power of the Han people is unprecedentedly strong. Countless rebel armies spontaneously formed organizations, and they formed associations to fight against the Jin army, and their achievements were much stronger than those of the regular army of the Song Dynasty.