When Yang Yan's heavy infantry advanced like a wall with neat steps, the pikemen avoided one after another. These hoplites, with their whole body armor weighing 60 catties, plus the weapons in their hands, each carrying a weight of more than 90 catties. Although it couldn't run, its protection and lethality were good, and as soon as they received the troops, they forced the Jurchens to retreat again and again. The two wings were blocked by the sword and shield hands, and the back road was outflanked, but the Jin army that was encircled did not collapse, fighting separately and desperately counterattacking!

Thousands of people were twisted together, and both sides were struggling to support themselves. The Jurchens really didn't expect that the Song army of tens of thousands of people would collapse at the touch of a button, and they would be so tough when they encountered such a few thousand! And the soldiers of the Jingsui battalion used to fight thieves, and to put it mildly, they picked up soft persimmons and pinched them. Once I met the Jurchen elite, I knew that these barbarians were extremely fierce, and if they were thieves, they would have fled in a hurry.

Xu Wei watched the battle situation, and the Jingsui battalion had an advantage in strength, but it still did not defeat the more than 1,000 Jurchen cavalry. The Jurchens were able to sweep the grassland and defeat the Liao State in a short period of time, it was by no means luck, it was fought hard one after another. These soldiers who have survived a hundred battles, like vicious wolves, will never give in. This is very much worth learning from yourself.

The main force of the Jin army believes that it is not far from here, if it cannot defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, it will be delayed any longer. In case the main force of the Jin Army arrives, the consequences are worrying, and we must fight quickly! As soon as I thought of this, the rear of the battle array had been torn open by the Jin army, and the archers equipped with light armor and hand knives couldn't resist it, and the Jin army was breaking through! Once they escaped, Imati's cavalry would never be able to catch up! Jumping off the horse and dragging the Mo knife upside down, Xu Wei ordered loudly: "Up!" The two hundred pro-army were already holding back uncomfortably, roaring violently, and quickly rushed to the back of the battle array!

The shouts of killing, screams, the clashing of weapons, and the neighing of war horses were intertwined and deafening. The soldiers on both sides who have red eyes are fighting fiercely, on the ground, one after another corpses fall, and the rest of the people step on the corpses of enemies or companions one after another, in this case, whoever can hold out to the end is the winner! In the chaos, seeing the soldiers around him fall one by one, the Song army continued to advance, squeezing his army together and making it difficult to deploy, and the main general of the Jin army was so anxious that he shouted. As soon as he finished howling, the nearby soldiers desperately turned their horses' heads to break through. But there are iron buckets all around, and it is difficult to move an inch. Directly ahead, the heavy infantry of the Song army advanced like a wall, and the thick swords and giant axes slashed down, forcing the Jin army to retreat. The two-winged sword and shield men cut off the horse's legs and hammered the man's chest. Only the rear offensive is weaker!

After shouting, the few remaining Jurchen soldiers shouted in unison, and they all broke through backwards with great spirits. The archers of the Jingsui camp were difficult to resist and scattered in all directions. Taking advantage of this opportunity, dozens of horsemen rushed out of the encirclement and galloped wildly!

Xu Wei led his own army to plug the loophole, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Ma Tai leading the cavalry to chase and kill him, and shouted loudly: "Don't chase! Quick! Late will change! Brethren, strangle with all your might! "Let's just join the battle group with the Mo Dao......

The battle is over, and the air is filled with a disgusting smell of blood. On the ground, there are horizontal and vertical corpses, servants or lying human corpses, horse corpses abound. The soldier who was still breathing let out a low moan, and the wounded let out a cry of pain......

The brethren of the Jingsui camp dragged their tired bodies and quickly collected their weapons of war in pools of blood. Regardless of whether they are dead or alive, as long as they are Jurchens, they cut off their heads with a knife, tie them to their belts, hang them on their saddles, and go to fight for weapons and strip off their armor. Several soldiers argued over the armor on the body of what appeared to be a Golden Army officer. One of them raised his knife in his hand, and howled sharply with red eyes: "It's not too much to kill you!" ”

The others did not show weakness, and each with his weapon shouted: "What do you want to do!" ”

Yang Yan, who was covered in blood, strode over, shot over, picked up a few people's weapons, and said through gritted teeth: "Command the military order!" Immediately evacuate the battlefield and move eastward! Are you waiting to die? Even in the face of this living Yama, several soldiers did not have their usual fear, put away their weapons stupidly, snorted coldly, and then dispersed.

Half an hour later, when thousands of Jurchen elves came to the aid on Pegasus. On the battlefield where there was a fierce fight just now, there was nothing left except the headless corpse. If you look closely, there is not a single Song Jun among the corpses on the ground!

Night was falling, and the cold was pressing. The howling wind made it impossible to open one's eyes. At the foot of a mountain, hundreds of camps are lined up, and bonfires are blazing. Bands of heavily armed soldiers cruised back and forth, and everything seemed to be in order. On a flat field in the southeast corner of the camp, hundreds of soldiers lowered the bodies of their comrades into a dug pit. There were no coffins, no incense and candles, only wooden plaques made by carpenters in the army were inserted in front of the pit, and each name on it represented the loss of a life.

Xu Wei led a group of officers, looking at the protrusions of graves one after another, and a look of sadness flashed on his face.

Two soldiers carried a corpse to Xu Wei, and the officers lowered their heads and remained silent. One of them finally couldn't hold back and cried bitterly. He is Zhou Xiong, and that corpse is his own brother Zhou Ji. A fatal wound from his neck to his chest killed him, and the wounds on his body were much more than that.

The robe, which was still together in the morning, has now become a cold corpse. Xu Wei raised his feet and stepped forward, sorted out the last appearance of Zhou Ji, and then hugged him.

When Yang Yan and Ma Tai saw each other, they shouted in unison: "Brother Jiu......"

Xu Wei's tone was calm: "I'll send him on his last journey." With that, he slowly walked to a tomb with Zhou Ji in his arms.

"Brother Jiu, unlucky!" Yang Yan shouted.

Xu Wei was unmoved, the crockpot did not fall from the well, the general would inevitably die in battle, put on armor and weapons, sooner or later there would be such a day. Gently put the body down, put Zhou Ji's hands in front of his abdomen, and took one last look at him, and then came up. The soldier next to him wanted to bury him, Xu Wei took the hoe, looked at Zhou Ji's childish face, and said softly: "Brother, it's on the road." ”

Piles of dirt gradually covered the warrior's body, and heart-rending cries resounded in the night sky. This is not only a cry for the death of a comrade, but also an vent for his own survival.

In this battle, the Jingsui battalion lost 658 people, including one capital leader, 12 team generals, and more than 30 generals. It is the biggest loss since the establishment of the Jingsui Battalion. But at the same time, this battle annihilated more than 1,100 Jin troops, captured more than 300 war horses and nearly 1,000 weapons and armor that could be used! The first battle of the Jingsui camp can be described as a victory!

After leading the officers to pay tribute to the dead brothers, Xu Wei was about to visit the wounded, when suddenly a soldier came to report that more than ten horsemen were coming here, and their identities were unknown. Immediately ordered Mattei to send troops to intercept it, and after a short time, Mattei led the group to the camp, which turned out to be an official army.

"Good minister!" Sun Zheng, an officer who joined the Jingsui battalion halfway, shouted and rushed forward when he saw someone coming.

In the group of officers and soldiers, one person turned over and dismounted, pressed Sun Zheng's shoulders and looked up and down, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you okay?" ”

Sun Zheng didn't answer, and couldn't wait to ask, "How is Lord Xu?" ”

"Don't worry! I've got it in place! The officer replied.

Sun Zheng was relieved at this time, groaned slightly, pulled him to Xu Wei, and introduced: "This is Lord Xu's brother." He also introduced to Xu Wei: "This is the commander of the military and South Korea." ”

Xu Wei saw that the man had a great figure, his eyes were like electricity, he was about thirty years old, and his appearance was good. The whole body is neatly draped, holding a phoenix mouth knife, which makes people dare not underestimate it. Then he hugged his fists and said: "The commander of the Yongying Battalion of the Daimyo Township, Xu Wei." ”

When the officer heard the word "Xiangyong", he frowned slightly, and said politely: "Han Shizhong, the current commander of the front army." ”

Han Shizhong? Xu Wei remained silent, and talked to him about the rank again. Only because of the end of the Song Dynasty, the official system was very complicated and confusing, and the names of officials were three types: rank officials, rank officials, and dispatches. The rank represents the size of your rank, which is false, and the rank represents any position you have, which is also false, and only the dispatch indicates what you are responsible for.

Han Shizhong's military rank is Wu Jielang, and he is the same military attache as Xu Wei, but he is four ranks higher. After gossiping, Xu Wei heard Sun Zheng mention the fourth brother and asked about the situation. It turned out that Sun Zheng and Han Shizhong were both Xu Sheng's subordinates. After the encounter with the Jin army, all the soldiers and horses retreated, and only Xu Sheng's army fought desperately. Xu Sheng himself took the lead and killed more than ten enemies, but in the end, because he was outnumbered and had no support, he fell into a heavy siege. Xu Sheng was seriously injured, Sun Zheng and Han Shizhong escorted him to kill the bloody road, more than 4,000 soldiers, and in the end only a few hundred people remained. If it weren't for Xu Wei's Xiangyong battalion, I was afraid that the whole army would be wiped out. Han Shizhong himself was also slightly injured, so he protected Xu Sheng all the way south and returned after being properly settled.

Xu Wei heard that the fourth brother was injured, and he was anxious. But the current situation is pressing, and the fourth brother has been properly settled, so he immediately led a group of officers back to the account to discuss the next direction of the march.

Although Han Shizhong and Sun Zheng both had higher military ranks than Xu Wei, after all, Xu Wei was the chief officer of this army, and he did not belong to the forbidden army, so the two of them attended the meeting. Judging from the information obtained so far, the Jin army has approached the south bank of the Yellow River and seems to have crossed the river. Several reinforcements sent by the imperial court were defeated, and the prefectures and counties north of the Yellow River were closed to refuse the battle, and the Jurchens were very likely to storm in order to cross the river and threaten Tokyo.

Once the Jurchens crossed the Yellow River, the impact was undoubtedly a disaster for the Great Song Dynasty. Although hundreds of thousands of Qinwang's divisions from various prefectures and counties have gathered outside Tokyo, there is a lack of unified command, and no one can predict whether the battle will be won or lost. After all, the Jin army went all the way down, and the Song army barely organized decent resistance. If you win, it's okay to say, but if you lose, the Jin people will inevitably coerce the court, and the lion will open his mouth. Judging from past experience, no matter how harsh the other party's conditions are, it is very likely that the official family and the imperial court will accept them in their entirety. Unless, the army can win one or two tough battles, otherwise......