Wei Ming Renming took the rest of the elite of the party to beat his horse and galloped between the two mountains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info arrived at the main formation in a few moments, and there were only a few dozen soldiers in the main formation who beat the drum and gave orders.

Seeing his own prince rushing back, and seeing the men and horses attacking the village in front of him still fighting forward, he was stunned for a while.

Jin Jia came on horseback, did not stop, and only said: "Ming Jin!" ”

The golden armor rushed by in an instant, and the soldiers who stayed in place reacted and ran straight towards the huge gong not far away.

"Dangdang, dang... The sound of gold was heard throughout the battlefield.

The Weizhou cavalry chasing behind him had already bitten the elite of the party who was running slowly, and slashed countless times.

After a while, he also caught up with the main formation, but he didn't care about these party commanders who were Mingjin, and they still chased wildly.

Lin Chong, who had been rushing back and forth for a few rounds, heard the sound of Mingjin, and looked at the party members who were retreating like a tide, and his heart was overjoyed.

Lin Chong, who was already exhausted, and everyone seemed to be full of strength again, and they chased after them.

"Haha... What about the horses? Where is the sprinkler horse? Ruda laughed as he searched for his horse.

Wang Jin personally beat the drum to shake the sky, the drum beat like rain, the gate of the camp was wide open, the Gyeongju foot soldiers, and the Xiang army all rushed out.

The young man on the flagpole didn't seem to have reacted yet, the situation was really getting too fast, and the stunned young man stared blankly at the Great Xia cavalry in front of him, trying to find the figure of the golden armor, he couldn't figure out how the royal name had escaped.

This is unacceptable to the young man, and he has never imagined it, since he was a child, what he has been exposed to is how brave and invincible the Great Xia Party is, and how cowardly Song Dog is. When I grow up, I want to be a party warrior and gallop on the battlefield.

It's just that the scene in front of me seems to be dreaming, the party warriors who retreated like a tide, and the cavalry of the Song army chasing behind, this is a dream, yes, this is a dream, it is the sequelae left after being attacked by the Song dog that day, it is my own dream.

That's right, it's dreaming. The dreaming teenager was exhausted, roared and laughed with all his strength for nearly an hour, slowly passed out, fell asleep, and waited until he woke up, the nightmare was over, and then he opened his eyes to talk with Jin Jiawei's famous wine, and confided his incomparable reverence for many years.

But the girl still opened her eyes wide, looking at the party knight who only left her back, tears couldn't stop like rain, heartbroken, grief-stricken, all the dreams, endless beautiful reverie, it seemed that a moment had come to naught, and there were no words to describe the girl's thoughts at this time. Perhaps the girl's mind is dead.

One by one, the iron armor of the party fell to the ground, and blood splashed everywhere. Zheng Zhi was full of anger and chased after him.

Jin Jia has entered the mountain stream path, and there is no human figure.

Zheng Zhi also went to the edge of the forest, looked back at the retreating party light horse, shouted loudly, threw the wooden gun in his hand for hundreds of steps, flew into the forest and disappeared.

"Turn back!" Zheng Zhi ordered to turn back, and there were five or six thousand party light horsemen who retreated, intercepting these people!

Everyone turned back with Zheng Zhi's horse, and the horse's pace slowly accelerated.

The fight started again, but these party items rode lightly, where did they still have the will to fight, they just wanted to run away and escape with their lives. Morale is like this, when you are brave, life and death are not enough, and the momentum is discharged, and the ants will steal life.

The fight is back. There is only one trail, and Zheng Zhi is in the way.

The direction of the party's light cavalry was blocked, and Lin Chong, who came from behind, arrived in an instant. The two sides are in turmoil.

Thousands of horses were crowded in one place, unable to rush, and the formation was even more scattered.

Then thousands of Gyeongju foot soldiers and 3,000 Xiang troops surrounded them.

The cavalry that can't rush up, in the face of spears like a forest, in the face of ironclad foot soldiers, where is there a little advantage at all.

"Shout down!" Zheng Zhi looked at the tragic battle, looked at the battle of the trapped beasts, and five or six thousand party members, crowded here, gave an order. Since Jin Jia disappeared, Zheng Zhi's murderous intent has gradually weakened.

Although he still wanted to kill again, where could he underestimate these five or six thousand party soldiers jumping over the wall in a hurry, and he was even more reluctant to give up the lives of his Western Army.

The scout men in the Western army who could understand a few words of party language immediately began to shout: "Surrender and don't kill, surrender and don't kill." ”

The chaos continues, but the voice of this shouting is too small.

"Learn to shout, shout!" After Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he also shouted, learning the party accent.

The sound of swords and soldiers slowly quieted down, and the two armies of Song and Xia slowly separated some distances.

Gyeongju foot soldiers, 3,000 Xiang troops seized the opportunity to surround them. The middle was crowded with party light horsemen, so crowded that there was no room for the horses to maneuver, let alone charge again.

The shouting of killing also slowly weakened, and the two sides formed a confrontation.

All the Western sergeants took advantage of the gap to pull their bows and string them, and the bowstrings were buzzing all over the room.

The shouting became louder and louder, and more Western sergeants learned to shout.

All the party light riders were full of panic, looking left and right, and the palms of the sharp blades were not as tightly clenched as before.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, the party light cavalry is shrinking more and more tightly, most of them are silent, there is no leader, and the preparation of the department is also in a mess, where can there be a unified order.

"Beat the horse and find a translator." Zheng Zhi said to the soldiers beside him. At this time, Zheng Zhi's brows were tightly locked, and this situation was really difficult to handle. It is absolutely impossible to let these people go, and it is even more impossible to kill them directly, otherwise the non-commissioned officers of the Western Army will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

A soldier led a healthy horse straight to the camp.

The pain of the broken arm was unbearable, Shi Jin saw Zheng Zhi grinning and enduring, turned around and pulled an unmanned healthy horse to find the military doctor.

A moment later, the interpreters and doctors who were familiar with the party's discourse arrived.

"Tell them to lay down their arms and surrender, and guarantee their lives, and when the war is over, they can be exchanged for prisoners of war and let them go home again." Zheng Zhi instructed the translator to shout. The words were naturally not true, and if they surrendered, Zheng Zhi had no reason to let them go back.

The doctor was already checking Zheng Zhi's broken arm, but fortunately, it was broken cleanly, not shattered, obviously the iron armor on Zheng Zhi's body made a meritorious service.

As soon as the words of the translator came out, thousands of party members immediately became agitated, some shouted and scolded, and some bowed their heads and remained silent.

Suddenly, many cavalrymen rushed out of their horses, facing the arrows and crossbows, and wanted to rush out, but there were many threats to the horses that could not rush up.

The strings sounded loudly, and they shot down countless times.

The sergeants of the Western Army shouted even louder, still the same sentence that they had just learned: surrender and don't kill.

Whether it is standard or not, it can also make these party members understand the meaning.

From time to time someone rushes out, and from time to time someone is shot like a hedgehog.

Until Zheng Zhi's arms have been tightly tied by a wooden frame, and then hung around his neck. Only then did the first crisp sound of the weapon landing.

Then there was a clanging sound everywhere, weapons fell to the ground, and dismounted.

"Tell them to go out one by one!" Zheng Zhi instructed the translator to speak.

Jin Jia Weiming, who ran into the forest path between the two mountains, couldn't walk long, planted his horse, and passed out.

The people next to him hurriedly came to the rescue, took off a golden armor, pulled out a short blade, blocked the wound with a linen cloth, and then tied the abdomen tightly.

Several people rushed away carrying Renming with his name.

The boy on the flagpole was let down, still unconscious, sunk in a nightmare.

The girl on the flagpole was also put down, her eyes hollow, like a walking corpse, no longer with the same tenacity as before.

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