Chapter 95: The Collapse of the Mountain (2)

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He ran down from the watchtower that began to shake: "Come with me, I can't care so much, how many people count as many people, try to gather the rout army and prepare to meet the enemy." Tell me the order, and the rioters will be killed. Don't be afraid to kill, you'll die anyway! Crossbowmen, crossbowmen in position. If we have one more moment here, the former army Du Xiang will have one more chance to regroup. ”

The other officers also came back to their senses, followed Chen Quan and ran down the watchtower, and when they saw people, they rushed to the ditch, fence, and deer in front of the wall. But if anyone is too late, the knife in his hand will cut down mercilessly. The military situation is urgent, and it is not the time to take care of the feelings of the robe.

In an instant, there was blood all over the ground.

Soon, a group of chaotic troops were driven by them, even if the formation was scattered, they could stop the enemy for a while, at least they could not let the Jurchens successfully enter the camp.

Hundreds of soldiers huddled out of the fence with pale faces, naked and holding long spear stalks on it.

The crossbowman also hurriedly stretched his strings, put his feathered arrows on the bow arm, and shot them out in a haphazard manner.

Chen Qu is old, Chen Zhongmin is in his prime, he has changed into an iron armor, standing at the front of the team, as a striker, ready to meet the impact of the enemy.

The red flag was flying, and the camp was still noisy.

"I'm going to die." Chen Zhongmin was miserable in his heart, "However, even if you die, you have to buy time for the front army." What kind of battles has our Western Army fought in the past few years, they have fled and fled to Jiankang. If you run away like this, where can you flee to? Our Western Army, my Great Song Dynasty, has no way to retreat. ”

Coming out of the shallow water, the cavalry of the Jin army was faster.

In the fire, I was able to see their appearance clearly.

There were about five hundred, and they wore only a thin piece of leather armor, and their horses had no armor, but a troop of light cavalry.

"Left and right kidnappers?" Chen Zhongmin's pupils contracted suddenly.

The so-called kidnapping horse is the light cavalry on both wings. After fighting with the Jin army for so many years, he naturally knows the enemy's tactics.

When the Jurchens were fighting in formation, they liked to line up a group of heavy armor soldiers in front of them and slowly advance. On either side of their large array, two groups of light cavalry were placed first, outflanking them from both flanks. kept harassing and impacting, until when the Song army's large array was disrupted, the Jin army's heavy infantry had already crashed headlong.

Next, the Song army was greeted by an irremediable rout.

He is the most familiar with this light cavalry, and he has suffered enough.

If it were on weekdays, this enemy Chen Zhongmin would naturally be fearless. It's a big deal to hide in the camp and keep shooting indiscriminately with a bow and crossbow, and the enemy cavalry will have no cheap to fish, and they will leave.

When the army engages, what is important is the cooperation of all arms. Without the echo of the heavy infantry, the light cavalry could not attack the fortification.

But...... However, we don't have many people here, and the camp is in chaos, so how can we hold it.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhongmin was covered in cold sweat.

The hastily captured crossbowmen fired their arrows indiscriminately without waiting for the enemy to come into range. However, it was clear that the rain of arrows had fallen into the enemy's group, but it was as if they had been shot into a phantom.

The enemy was still rushing at a rapid pace, and the roar of horses' hooves for a moment drowned out all the noise in the camp.

Could it be that the Jurchen barbarians are invulnerable monsters?

Sweat flowed down the foreheads of all Song soldiers at the same time.

"Da Da" the divine arm bow sounded.

This is a heavy machine gun in a cold weapon war, this is a cavalry nightmare.

Powerful feathered arrows pierce the armor of the enemy, break the bones and bones, and pierce the brains and hearts.

Finally, a cloud of dust rose in front of the Jin Army's horse formation, and one after another the war horses neighed and fell to the ground. The carcass of the centaur tumbled forward under the action of a huge inertia.

In just an instant, more than twenty Jurchen cavalrymen stopped breathing forever. The cavalry of the Jin Army lined up in four rows, and in the blink of an eye, the formation of the first row of stormtroopers thinned out.

But without waiting for the Song army to cheer, the second row of Jurchen cavalry accelerated silently, crossed the first row, and moved forward at high speed.

They had already seen the power of the Song people's crossbow arrows, and knew that if they were a little slower, they would become a live target for the enemy.

If you want to win this battle, you must not be afraid, you must rush into the enemy's arrow array as soon as possible.

These fishing and hunting peoples who come from the white mountains and black waters, drink ice and lie in the snow, their hearts have long been frozen hard by the bitter cold of the north, and they have turned into an iron stone, fearless of the death of the enemy and themselves.

After the third round of the Divine Arm Bow, the enemy's third platoon of cavalry had already rushed to the front two rows of men and horses.

Several rows of cavalry changed formations in a high-speed charge, neatly and orderly, showing excellent riding skills.

"Why is it not chaotic, why is the enemy not chaotic?" Chen Zhongmin's mouth was wide open, his mouth was so dry that he couldn't swallow any more saliva, and the hand holding the knife was shaking violently.

At this time, Chen Qu's calm voice came: "Spearmen, shield hands, and knife and axe hands are forward, ready to fight!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the first Jurchen had already jumped over the trench on horseback, and with a sweep of the big axe in his hand, he slashed the row of fences in front of him.

He...... How could there be so much strength.

More than a dozen arrows were fired at the same time, and the enemy, who was shot as a hedgehog, fell off his horse with a muffled sound and fell directly into the trench. A sharp stake at the bottom of the ditch entered his vest and came out of his chest, and it was very frighteningly red.

But he still didn't let out a scream, and his dying eyes were full of madness.

A second golden horse swooped down through the gap, and the big stick swung away, and several Song soldiers were swept away like scarecrows.

But at the same time, the enemy was also stabbed off his horse by several spears.

The third rider continued to pounce, the fourth, and the fifth...... Thousands of horses are rushing to thunder, and the mountains are pouring down, and they are overwhelming.

……

The situation is irreparable, and the Chinese army is finished.

Chen Quan looked at the front sadly, and the remnants of the army that had been finally gathered just now were scattered by the enemy in the lightning and fire. He couldn't remember how many knives he had been struck in, like the dying horse that had fallen to the ground, covered in huge and terrible wounds. He opened his mouth wide and gasped, but he couldn't take a breath of air.

Life is passing fast.

Not far away, as soon as Chen Zhongmin stabbed an enemy horse off his horse, he was hit by a stick in his vest and was beaten to the ground, stunned.

The adversary who made the stick jumped off his horse, stretched out his left hand and grabbed his son by the hair, and with his right hand he slowly pulled out the knife and aimed it at the back of his neck.

Chen Quan raised the last trace of strength and shouted: "Zhong Min, Zhong Min!" ”

Unfortunately, the son seemed to be so dizzy that he didn't know anything, and even if he didn't speak, he didn't resist, so he sat dumbfounded, letting the long knife in the enemy's hand stab through his vest little by little.

"Pull out the speed, pull out the speed!" The Jurchens cheered loudly.

The man pulled out the bloodstained knife with a "sigh" and pointed at Chen Quan with a cruel smile on his face.

"Zhongmin!" Chen Quan screamed heartbreakingly.

Following the direction of the knife, another Jurchen suddenly took off the chain hammer hanging from his waist and threw it over.

It was dark in front of him, and Chen Quan heard the sound of his skull shattering.

……

Dawn.

Jiankang stayed in the middle of the military camp broken.

The Jurchen 500 kidnappers landed smoothly and rushed towards the front army like a splash of wind.

On the vast Majiadu field, there were sky-high fires everywhere, and the Song army fled in panic everywhere.

Du Chong's all-led Jianghuai defense is like a mountain collapse.