The Iron Harrier cavalry in front was still engaged in a head-to-head confrontation with the Song infantry, and the war horses were blocked from sight and smell, and they rushed into the enemy line desperately under the whip. However, the Song infantry used iron axes and giant axes to slash and kill, and the iron harrier cavalry did not have any advantage, so they would be eaten by the Song infantry whole.

He looked behind him, and the left and right flanks were about to be destroyed, and the Tiefutu was caught in the Song cavalry of the brigade, and this proud cavalry was swallowed up by the sea of people, and the enemy's swords could not hurt them, and they could not charge on horseback, so they could only draw their swords and slash awkwardly.

In Taiyuan City, Emperor Jin Wanyan Wu was still waiting for news.

Wanyan Zongwang knew that the firearm in his hand was the last hope, although it would cost him a heavy price, but he didn't care, any price was not much more than Wanyan Guma and those dead Iron Harrier warriors.

Sun Hui also saw the firearm in Yan Zongwang's hand, and he immediately judged that it was a firearm, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Wanyan Zongwang quickly lit the medicine line on the fire door, Sun Hui watched the medicine line burning rapidly, hesitated, and didn't dodge.

He could actually kill Yan Zongwang with an easy blow now, but he didn't do that.

He wanted to see how powerful this prematurely born firebolt was.

As a time-traveler who is familiar with history, he knows that similar things will only exist in the Yuan Dynasty, and although they have appeared now, they may not be as powerful as the Yuan Dynasty, so he is not worried that he will be injured.

The fire bolt rang out, and Sun Hui's incomparably keen eyesight allowed him to clearly see that in the dark red flames spewed out of the gun's mouth, a round iron projectile whistled towards his chest.

Sun Hui quickly transformed his left hand into a huge palm with bone plates and thick leather, like a baseball glove, blocking his chest, and the iron projectile hit the "glove" hard, Sun Hui heard the sound of the bone breaking, and felt a sharp pain, but the iron projectile was not able to penetrate the "glove" after all, but was embedded in it.

Seeing that the fire gun was not able to kill Sun Hui, Wanyan Zongwang threw away the fire gun in his hand in despair and pulled out the double swords again.

At this time, a figure running at high speed cut into the center of the flame array like a sharp blade, he held a long broad-bodied heavy sword in both hands, spinning like a windmill, the speed of that person was like a shadow speeding on the earth when the sun moved, and the person he was staring at could not escape at all, he hissed and howled, and pounced straight at Sun Hui.

This is the Tiefutu who once wounded Sun Hui with a giant arrow, a warrior from the West.

Sun Hui looked at the injured leg that was recovering rapidly, and strode towards the Iron Floating Slaughter with a meteoric iron long knife. He ran, letting out a deep roar.

The cavalry of the Song army of the brigade is galloping to the aid here, forming a front and rear bag. Wanyan Zongwang was only three hundred steps away from the Song Army's Shuai Banner, and he vaguely saw Tiefutu surrounded by his guards and Sun Hui wielding weapons to attack, Sun Hui's entire spirit was focused on that Tiefutu, not realizing the plot of Wanyan Zongwang who was approaching.

This is the perfect opportunity.

Wanyan Zongwang did not let out an angry roar, but rushed straight towards the Song army commander who was no longer guarded, and as soon as he launched, the guards behind him understood and immediately followed with their horses.

At about the same time, Wanyan Zonghan was also at the last moment.

The Jin army had fallen into complete chaos under the combined attack of the Song army's infantry and cavalry, while the Song army remained basically intact, and what Wanyan Zonghan had to do now was to do the same thing as his younger brother - to directly take the Chinese army of Zhang Shuye, the commander of the Song army, and kill him.

According to his previous experience, as long as the commander of the Song army was killed, the morale of the Song people would inevitably collapse, and the situation on the battlefield would be reversed.

He personally opened his bow, and a broken arrow armor grazed the edge of the shield, piercing the eyes of a Song general. His blood boiled, and the war horse under the seat seemed to feel his master's murderous aura accelerate again.

The Iron Harrier warriors in the melee tried their best to press out a passage for Wanyan Zonghan and his guards, and there were only one hundred and fifty steps left to reach the effective range, one hundred and fifty steps was just an arrow away, Wanyan Zonghan wished that he was now a sharp arrow.

The Song army infantry raised their shields and also dodged the way, and before Yan Zonghan could understand the other party's intentions in doing so, he saw that in the camp of the Song army infantry, there were a large group of elite archers of the forbidden army standing in the wind, a pair of cold eyes flashing, densely packed with tens of thousands of arrows inserted in the soil, and hundreds of divine arm bows opened. There was only one last barrier left in front of the Iron Harriers, a fragile formation that could easily be torn apart when the cavalry charged. But if it is paired with the arrows of the Divine Arm Bow, it is the strongest. The sound of neat strings, as if thunder sounded in the depths of Wanyan Zonghan's mind, these people projected a rain of arrows.

For a moment he couldn't believe his eyes, and the hundreds of arrows that swooped down on them swept down a piece of iron harrier in an instant.

The Iron Harriers did not have a shield to prepare for defense, they did not need to guard against stray arrows, they should have been the fastest and farthest archery on the grassland, because there were no Song people on the grassland. Under the range of the Song people's divine arm bow, the Jurchen bent the bow and had no room to counterattack.

The Song archers quickly pulled out the arrows inserted in front of them, and opened their bows again, archery seemed to be their talent, and they didn't need orders at all, they had a tacit understanding, and naturally knew which weakness to throw the arrow rain at the enemy. Archery is a hunt for eagles for the iron harriers, and a condescending and imperial killing for the archers of the Song Dynasty's forbidden army.

After decades of accumulation and generations of reproduction, the proud iron harrier of the Jin people was unable to fight back under the arrows of the Song people. The few arrows that were fired fell halfway through.

"Rush over! Rush over! Wanyan Zonghan roared.

There was no choice, he knew that the more he rushed, the more his subordinates would die, but he only had the only chance, and that was the way that those Iron Harrier cavalry stepped out with their lives, and it was those warriors who fought for him in the grassland.

Wanyan Zonghan jumped off the horse and walked in. Speed is important at the moment, but riding on horseback with a huge target will make him a battlement of arrows. He ran, firing arrows with all his might, and the iron harriers around him galloped by, hiding him behind his horse. The Iron Harriers knew the Boss's intentions, and it was time for them to open the ultimatum for the Boss, and only need to go a hundred steps, maybe eighty steps.

The archers of the Song forbidden army were not affected by the momentum of the iron harriers' charge at all, they began training since childhood, and constantly repeated the action of opening the bow every day in the sun, never blinking, and the muscles of the whole body were coordinated to the best state in order to draw the bow, they were trained as archery machines, their experience was to shoot at high speed in order to survive on the battlefield, even if the enemy's war horse rushed to only one step left, an elite Song archer would not draw the knife, but habitually pulled out the next arrow from the ground.