Chapter 980: Capture the Flag

Between the lightning and the fire, Zong Wang, who flew into the air, squinted at the opponent at the same time, the opponent was also looking at him.

But seeing that Song Junrui, who was in the lead, was riding a set of Song army infantry cavalry armor without insignia, but the steel pocket had a pair of goose wings more than other Song cavalry (the captain was also a high-level version of the commander), holding an ordinary iron-core horse lance, and the war horse under the crotch was only four feet seven or eight shoulder high.

It's just that Zong Wang clearly saw that when this person came to attack, his face was indifferent, neither eager nor happy, and he seemed to be unfazed. Under the slightly dark handsome face, a pair of eyes are like waveless ancient wells, without color.

Therefore, Zong Wang was able to immediately determine that this was a pair of eyes that seemed to be accustomed to life and death, and he couldn't help but suddenly become interested in the origin of this person.

It's just that this interest is just a sudden thought, and he, who is still jumping in the air, is unmistakably aimed the tip of the Daxu battle flag at this person's heart, with Zongwang's many years of experience in battlefield battles, it is not this person's fault that he fell off his horse in advance to dodge, otherwise he would not have been spared from being shot.

The Daxu Battle Banner of the Jin Army is also a gun, and it is a war gun that only a marshal is qualified to use!

It's just that, also between the lightning and flint, I can also see that this Song Jun also squinted slightly, and took a good look at Zong Wang, who jumped into the air, and finally his eyes fell steadily on the big battle flag in Zong Wang's hand: the head of the shuttle spear, the miscellaneous wooden pole, the red flag, and the fat bird (Hai Dongqing) like an owl outlined in black and white that was faintly visible on the flagpole.

In an instant, he saw that the pupils of this Song army suddenly zoomed and turned rapidly, staring at the battle flag that was approaching, obviously he had realized that this was not an ordinary battle flag, but a battle flag representing the Wanyan Department and the Jin royal family.

Almost at the same moment, seeing that the momentum of the battle flag was no longer allowed to be avoided with better tricks, he saw that the Song cavalry frowned slightly, and his crotch feet exerted a little force, and even slightly westward to the right side, and at the same time, his right hand holding the Zhangba horse lance was more firmly clamped the tail of the lance under the right rib, and he also stabbed straight towards the heart of Zong Wang, who was flying forward.

There is a way that twenty thoughts are a moment (0.36 seconds), and twenty moments are a flick of the fingers (7.2 seconds), which is almost three or four moments later, Zong Wang held up a large battle flag that was more than six feet long, and took the first step to the position where the left side of the heart was on the left side of the horse.

"Roarβ€”β€”!"

Laiqi's expression was instantly hideous, and he let out a deafening roar, followed by a bloodthirsty and murderous primitive nature that was suddenly shot at this moment, and he actually clamped the fast-moving war horse with his feet, and was pierced through the armpit by the big battle flag in Zong Wang's hand.

However, he did not suffer this blow in vain, as the flagpole penetrated, the Zhangba horse lance he held in his hand was also getting closer and closer to Zong Wang's heart.

But it's a pity that Zong Wang, who is now in his forties, is just the age of "the old man who is afraid of the stick", and immediately saw Zong Wang smile, first took the initiative to take off the battle flag, and then stretched out his foot and kicked on the head of the horse that came to ride, and with the power of recoil, his body could be twisted, and he easily avoided the blow of the horse lance in the chest.

This so-called "stick is afraid of the old man", is for the "fist is afraid of the young man" correct solution, that is, if the elderly and the young compete for physical strength, I am afraid that the best young people will win, and if the two compete for their own experience and a certain skill proficiency, the old people will naturally win much more than the young people.

Obviously, although Laiqi has learned the skill of exchanging injuries for lives in the military formation, and is also willing to use it for a highly valuable target like Zongwang, Zongwang's position as the marshal of the Jin Army is not bragging. He was not seen in any battle, so compared to actual combat skills, Zong Wang was naturally not far behind.

"Kill!"

Coming to ride and shouting, although he swept the horse lance in his hand in the direction that Zong Wang avoided, there was always a distance of one or two inches between the two.

Unwillingness, humiliation, and extreme anger finally crawled all over the handsome face of this Song horseman, but he only had time to look back at Zong Wang, who had already dodged and was looking for a weapon, so he also decisively hooked the horse lance to victory, drew out his saber and slashed at the flagpole pierced under his armpit, and cut off the back half of the flagpole about a zhang long, and then he also held on to the half of the flagpole that was tightly clamped in the wound, and rode his horse to follow his comrades to the obvious target of the Jin army tent.

In summary, the only goal of this cavalry rushing into the camp was not to behead the head of the enemy army with a fearless determination to die, but to create chaos and increase the chances of success for a large surprise attack. Although it is better to be able to kill the enemy general in one fell swoop, but if you can't fight with one blow, then it is very likely that you will be annihilated by the enemy on the spot, which will outweigh the loss.

It was also said that the dozens of horsemen who rushed into the camp swept past Zongwang and others to take the initiative to meet them, only a few people were knocked off their horses, and the rest of the people also successfully rushed into the edge of the big tent, and a few people rushed directly into the tent on the back of the horse, and then saw that everyone quickly untied the bag on the horse's back and threw it high, so they used the weapon in their hands to attack, and as the bag broke, I saw a stream of fierce fire oil with slightly black eyes instantly poured the big tent through, and then casually used the weapon to knock the torch in front of the big tent and fell on the tent. That is, with a flick of his fingers, a flame several feet high rose from the marshal tent of the Jin army, like a huge torch, illuminating the field of vision.

"Let's go! To the west! With the leading Song cavalry who was hit by the Daxu battle flag, the dozens of cavalry Song soldiers who lit the handsome tent did not love to fight, and also galloped away in the northwest direction.

At the same time, the rain of rockets that kept falling in the sky also stopped abruptly at the same time as the huge torch was raised in the Jin Junshuai's tent, followed by an increasingly fierce shout of killing!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

In the raging firelight, groups of Song cavalry formed assault squads with a number of thirty or fifty people, looking for a gap in the firelight to enter the camp of the Jin army.

However, these cavalry did not fight and walk, or stopped to engage the resisting Jin army, but like flowing mercury, they rushed through the camp of the Jin army without stopping for a moment, they first pierced and stabbed the Jin soldiers they saw along the way with the long pole weapons in their hands, and after the long pole weapons were damaged or pierced into the enemy's body and could not be pulled out for a while, they would decisively give up and pull out the short soldiers to continue slashing, and never stop in the process.

At this moment, within the range of the eye, the soldiers of the Song Army who entered the Jin camp one by one seemed to be as excited as chicken blood to kill the enemy, and at the same time, they were as calm as as if they had been sedated, and they walked away calmly without fighting.