Chapter 611 Zhongding Yunhai

"It's a good man" Gao Pet shouted praise, but then turned the horse and walked back, this time Bai Ren was puzzled, he shouted in his heart, let's go head-on, you Gao someone has always claimed to be the world's first brave general, come to fight. No matter how Bai Ren shouted in his heart, Gao Zhong didn't turn back after all, and soon after, arrows flew one after another, and the people brought out by Bai Ren were instantly killed and injured. Hu Jun held a round shield, picked off the arrows, and pounced on it to fight hard, but then collided with the shield array blockade of the Dingguo Army, and even Hu Jun was stabbed to death in front of the heavy shield by several spears.

Although Bai Ren and Hu Jun are nominally subordinate, they are actually like brothers, seeing Hu Jun's tragic death, Bai Ren's eyes were full of bloodshots, and he pounced on him with a steel knife. Bai Ren is not fierce, but after all, he is alone, more than a dozen shield players slowly surrounded Bai Ren in the middle, when the encirclement was reduced to a certain distance, several shields around him slammed into Bai Ren, and after a few rounds, Bai Ren was hit in the chest deflated, and blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

After solving the sneak attack led by Bai Ren and Hu Jun, Gao Pet quickly came to the south gate of Shunyang, at this time the south gate has been opened, and the sound of fighting can be heard in the city.

On the twelfth day of the twelfth month of the fourth year of Xuanhe, the Dingguo army went through three hours of fierce battles, and finally captured the Huaixi thief soldiers' nest Shunyang City, this battle, more than 10,000 thieves were killed, among which the defender Bairen and Hu Jun were killed, and Wushun led more than 3,000 remnants of the army to flee to the Xichuan City in the north.

On Laojun Mountain, most of Wang Qing's soldiers and horses who hid in ~ Laojun Temple to rest did not know that Dengzhou and Shunyang had fallen, and they also dreamed of returning to Shunyang to rest, and then entered the land of Xiangfan out of Dengzhou. The thirteenth day of the lunar month. Wang Qing felt that he was almost ready to go down the mountain. He ordered Zuo Mou to be the vanguard. Open the way ahead. Wang Qing consciously should be foolproof, because after the heavy snowfall, Laojun Mountain could not start a large-scale battle at all.

Laojun Mountain stretches for dozens of miles, the mountain is full of old forests, and the trees are mainly pine trees, walking in the white snow field, you can hear the sound of crunching. Zuo Mou is very familiar with Laojun Mountain, and it can be said that every road and every stone cave here. He knew every mountain stream, which was why the king made him a pioneer. Zuo Mou was too confident in his own skills, but he never dreamed that where he walked, there was a mysterious army and horses hidden.

In the snow, there were some people lying on their stomachs, these people were wearing white cloaks, their whole bodies were covered in white, and even their heads were hats made of thick white cloth, and they were lying in the snow and blending into the snow. Seeing Zuo Mou's past one after another. Zheng Biao was not in a hurry to attack, and when the team was halfway through. He clenched his right hand into a fist, then spread it out, then stretched out three fingers, and when the last finger was retracted, the soldiers in ambush on both sides of the mountain road immediately appeared, holding a short crossbow in their hands, pulled the trigger, and in the midst of a bang, the thieves who marched in a long snake formation fell down at once.

Zuo Mou is the first soldier in every battle, even in a hurry, he loves to walk in the forefront, when there is a strange sound behind him, he looks back, and finds that his soldiers and horses are lying down, and then there is an earth-shattering killing sound on both sides, and a group of strange soldiers and horses wearing white cloaks come out of nowhere, just like snow demons. The men, with sleds under their feet, moved quickly, and the cavalry knives in their hands slashed, and the brothers in the rear of the team immediately fell into chaos. Zuo Mou is a veteran of the battlefield after all, although he has never encountered such strange soldiers and horses, he still shouted, "Don't mess up, shrink the formation, the other party has few people, form a tight formation, and wait for the king's army to come." ”

What Zuo Mou said was also the most appropriate way at the moment, but Zuo Mou still thought too simply, when he had just gathered the remaining thousands of remnants, those soldiers of the Dingguo Army did not approach. Zheng Biao commanded the soldiers and horses to disperse, each team found their respective positions, squatted down and touched it, then pulled out the rope from the snowdrift, and pulled it hard, a wooden row like a bamboo row was pulled up, each of which had more than a dozen round thick wooden sticks gathered together, and one end was sharpened. Ten people grabbed one end of the rope, and the rope was very long, rowing a sleigh, and crashed into the phalanx that Zuo Mou had formed with great difficulty. This is a real impact, the sharp wooden platoon hits the outer thief soldiers, and several people will fall immediately, as the casualties increase, the formation of the left plot becomes more and more chaotic, and finally even the left plot loses his mind, so passive beating, it is better to find an opportunity to fight hard.

The thieves wanted to fight hard under the order of Zuo Mou, but the soldiers of the national army had sleds to help, and the speed of sliding on the heavy snow was very fast, where could they catch up? When the soldiers and horses of Zuo Mou were scattered, it showed the ability of the Dingguo Army to coordinate and cooperate. Obviously, Zuo Mou has an advantage in numbers, but it seems that the one with the advantage in numbers is like the Dingguo Army.

The sound of killing in the south of Laojun Mountain shook the sky, Wang Qing heard the news from the front, and his face was shocked, the Dingguo army is really difficult, even a cavalry can be ambushed in the ice and snow, what else can't they do?

Hu Yanqing was fortunate to observe Zheng Biao's mountain combat methods, at this time he had no resentment at all, this mountain special combat soldier is really extraordinary, marching, cooperating, trapping, assassination, the use of magic is amazing, more than 2,000 people, but it is better than more than 10,000 troops.

Wang Qingling's army hurried to the southern forest area of Laojun Mountain, and the snow-capped forest ground was full of blood stains, and it was the Dingguo army again. Wang Qing's face was hideous and terrifying, and he shouted, "Kill, kill these bitches." ”

This time, Wang Qing didn't want to run away anymore, obviously he had an advantage, why should he be beaten everywhere, even if he suffered heavy losses, he had to swallow these court eagle dogs who dared to run to Laojun Mountain to fight an ambush. When Wang Qing aroused the blood, he naturally injected a little strength into the demoralized thief soldiers. Zuo Mou was still struggling to support, and with Wang Qing's order, Du Bao, Huang Zhongshi and others immediately spread out the army, scattered in a row, and slowly rushed towards the soldiers of the Dingguo Army who were cruising in the southern mountains and forests. It was unwise to fight hard with a large number of thieves, Zheng Biao whistled, and saw the rest of the soldiers of the Dingjun sledding on their sleds and quickly fleeing to the west. Wang Qing was a little crazy, but he was not crazy enough to lead the army to chase after him, drove away the Dingguo army, and had no time to rest, so he left those corpses and hurriedly went south along the mountain road in his impression.

The thieves fled south, Zheng Biao led the troops back, biting the tail of the thieves and harassing all the way, in short, although Wang Qing escaped from Laojun Mountain, but the road was not peaceful at all, and those who died in the hands of the Dingguo army one after another, adding up to three or four thousand.

Coming to Xiyun Town in the south of Funiu Mountain, Wang Qing was resting on the bed, his eyes were closed, his face was covered with dust and blood, he was really tired, and he didn't even have the desire to wash his face. Knock knock, there was a knock on the door, Wang Qing had to sit up, answered, Du Yi pushed the door and walked in, "King Dengzhou Shunyang has fallen"

"Well, Dengzhou, Shunyang" Wang Qing squinted his eyes and muttered, suddenly his eyes widened, and he stood up directly from the couch, "Dengzhou, Shunyang are lost?" How is this possible? How can it be? What do Xue Zan and Bai Ren do? ”

Du Yan lowered his head and didn't dare to answer a word, no matter how angry the king was, Dengzhou and Shunyang were indeed lost, that is to say, the army escaped from Funiu Mountain, and the dream of going south to Xiangfan was shattered. Now that Dengzhou and Shunyang have been broken, only Xichuan City is left for the army to garrison, although Xichuan City is still strong, but how long can it last? At the beginning, the king really shouldn't have listened to the words of others, how good it was to go south to Xiangfan, he had to rob Luoyang City, Luoyang was the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, that was the bottom line of the heart of the Great Song Dynasty, whether it was the imperial court or Guanzhong Zhao Yougong, he would not watch Luoyang fall into the hands of Caokou. But it's too late to say anything, and the most important thing is how to survive.

The road in the south is blocked, and the north can't be crossed, the west is the territory of the Dingguo army, and the east is facing the heavy obstruction of the two Beijing soldiers and horses, and now it is really dead. Wang Qing pondered and meditated, but what could he do? After a long time, Wang Qing sat on the couch with a dejected face, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, when Du Yi thought that Wang Qing had decided to surrender to the court and seek satisfaction with grievances, but saw Wang Qing suddenly raise his head, with an almost pathological smile on his face, "Ji ”

Wang Qing was laughing, but those eyes revealed a poisonous snake-like gaze, even Du Yan couldn't help but shudder. At this time, Wang Qing is no longer called the king, he seems to have taken off all the masks covering his face, Wang Qing is crazy, a crazy Wang Qing, what crazy things can he do, can only see later.

On the fourteenth day of the lunar month, Wang Qing returned to Xichuan City, and on the same day, Zhao Yougong also climbed Laojun Mountain. If you ask Laojun Mountain what is the most attractive, it is not the Laojun Temple, but the mountain to look at the sea of clouds. In the early morning, the cold wind blew, ruffled the long strands of hair, wrapped in a thick cloak, and stood on top of the towering Zhongding. As far as the eye can see, the clouds are surging, as if under the feet, the wind is blowing, the wind is surging, covering the thousands of miles of green peaks, and the waves of courage are like waves in the sea. The green peak looms, like the side of the sunken boat, thousands of sails compete for the crossing, standing in the illusion, a pride arises spontaneously. Look at the wind and clouds, the rivers and mountains are all in the palm, the sea to the boundless sky as the shore, the mountain climbs to the top of the peak, the clouds rise and the snow falls, the world is white.

Zhao Yougong did not stay in Laojun Mountain for too long, on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the army crossed Funiu Mountain, and soon came to the outside of Xichuan City, and Niu Gao and Xiao Yue had also arrived at the periphery of Xichuan City yesterday. This time, the Dingguo Army was not playing any trick of encircling three and missing one, and was surrounded on all sides, with a posture of not destroying Wang Qing and vowing not to give up. Although there are still nearly 50,000 thieves in Xichuan City, these people are all dressed with vegetables, and they hang their heads when they have nothing to do, they all know that the end of Xichuan City is coming, and when the city is broken, what will be their fate? These Huaixi disciples have lost their fighting spirit, they don't want to fight anymore, and until now, many people don't know why they have fought, and they have lost so many lives after fighting, and there is no benefit at all. (To be continued......) R1292