Chapter 100: Scuffle
After a night of fierce fighting and great sacrifices, he finally drove Yelu Mawu's 1,000 Khitan army back to Jiangbei. The www.biquge.info thought that he had achieved an unprecedented victory, and all that was left was to go to Du Chong to receive the reward and get what he wanted.
But I didn't want to, the Jurchen kidnapping horse fell from the sky.
Seeing that the weary soldier could no longer resist, the whole army was to be destroyed.
This huge gap made Wang Shen feel aggrieved and angry. But as the commander of an army, he still has to be strong in front of the soldiers.
At this moment, with a knife, the blood filled the air, and the pain in his heart calmed down a lot.
He turned around and slowly shook his head at Yue Yun and the others behind him, signaling them to be patient for the time being and not to alarm the enemy too soon.
This is the third time that the Jurchens have attacked, and maybe the Sizhou army will not be able to hold on. Since the sky has given me a chance to fall on this great snowstorm, I have to seize the opportunity. Neither sooner nor later.
So, the six horsemen followed behind the Jurchen cavalry, running faster and faster as they could.
In the blink of an eye, the snow particles in front of him were already hitting the armor in the high-speed charge. The horsehair of the war horse under the seat also flew up, obviously, the horse speed had been put to the maximum, and the Jurchens were about to crash into the infantry formation of the Sizhou army.
Sure enough, at this moment, there was a roar in front of him, and the muffled sound of a human body hitting the ground, and the crossbowman began to shoot.
Then, there was a tsunami-like cry: "Sizhou Army, Sizhou Army!" ”
There was a loud bang, and the cavalry and infantry collided together.
"It's now!" Wang Shen clipped the horse's belly and shouted loudly.
The war horse leaped high, carrying a huge amount of potential energy.
The ring-headed knife in his hand was aimed at the head of an enemy who had just turned his head in surprise.
This Jurchen was dressed in fine armor, and the mink that dragged out of the iron helmet on his head looked very good. If nothing else, it should be a general among the Jurchens, at least a moult leader.
Before the Jurchens entered the Central Plains, their social structure was very simple, that is, an aggregate of many tribes. They took 300 households as one gram, and ten grams as one fierce peace. It is both a social organization and a military institution.
Hearing the neighing of the war horse behind him, the golden man Mouke turned around suddenly, his eyes were round, his hands were wrapped with iron, and the front end was also equipped with a jujube stick with a thorn hammer on the front end, and he subconsciously raised it, looking at the one on his head.
His eyes were shocked and confused, as if asking: When did these Song people come to the back?
His doubts ended here, Wang Shen's sword carried the weight of the war horse and his own body, how powerful it was.
With a "bang", the big stick broke in two, and the ring head knife was pulled down from his face door, all the way to the lower abdomen.
Blood gushed out with the entrails, like a large blooming flower, scattered all over the sky.
The guards around the man shouted at the same time, and before the screams fell, the bending knife in Yue Yun's hand swung and immediately cut them off at the same time.
"Get in, hurry, hurry!" Wang Shen's eyes were red, and with every shout, the blood of the enemy splashed into his mouth. Now, the cavalry of the Jurchens has collided with the infantry formation of the Sizhou army. Immediately, as they had done before, they would turn in front of the battle, leave the battlefield, and then pull away and charge again.
It was endless, until the passively beaten Sizhou army collapsed.
At this time, the enemy's cavalry formation must be penetrated and disrupted in one go, so that the infantry can pounce and entangle with them.
This is the only chance for the Sizhou Army, and it is also the only chance for him Wang Shen, and it is also the only chance for Jiankang.
After cutting down that Jurchen Mouke with a knife earlier, Wang Shen's arm was shaken a little weak. But seeing Yue Yun's knife swinged, it was indescribably easy and freehand, this kid, with great strength?
Fortunately, Yue Yun and the others also knew that there was no way back in this battle, they roared with red eyes, and the knife in their hands used horsepower to cut and chop people indiscriminately, and they maintained a high-speed charge from beginning to end.
The blood was surging to the sky, and the Jurchens around them were in chaos. Someone is screaming, someone is yelling: "What's going on, what's going on?" Some people continued to rush forward to attack the Sizhou army formation, while others slowed down their horses and looked back.
Someone else waved his weapon indiscriminately, and as one companion after another was inexplicably cut down by an enemy of unknown origin, it was like dropping a stone in a quiet pool, and the commotion spread like ripples through the ranks.
In this way, the rhythm of the cavalry charge was chaotic, and there were already Jurchens colliding with each other.
It is no longer possible to gallop in front of the Sizhou army like a wind like before.
In the distance ahead, there were bursts of shouts and killings, and the whole Sizhou army was dispatched, resolutely, decisively, and instantly wrapped with the Jurchen kidnappers.
The chaos began.
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I don't know where these hundreds of gold kidnappers come from, and who their leading generals are. But at this moment, it doesn't matter. Wang Shen's thoughts were to defeat this group of enemies, so that he could let his group of brothers in robes live. There was no shouting, he only took the lead with a calm face.
The big victory over Yelu Ma V, I thought that the battle was over and the success was in hand, but now everything has been reversed. It is also a lie to say that you are not disappointed and not to be angry. Right now, the anger and depression that were full of anger turned into the fierce flames on the knife, and they only slashed forward without stopping.
The Jurchen team in front of them was highly skilled, powerful, and courageous, and they could be called the bravest soldiers in the cold weapon war. It's just that he was inexplicably stabbed in the buttocks, and he was a little confused. In the blink of an eye, a group of abducted horse cavalry that had lost their speed due to hesitation fell off their horses, and Wang Shen also successfully rushed into the enemy's cavalry ranks.
By his side, Yue Yun and the others also knew that the opportunity was rare, if there was even the slightest hesitation, they would be entangled by the enemy, and what was waiting for them would be a dead word. Compared with modern people, the biggest advantage of the ancients is that they do things neatly, and they are even faster than Wang Shen, and they kill them with pleasure.
Seeing the enemies around them screaming for death with puzzled eyes, they even had a strange thought in their hearts: this Jurchen didn't seem to be very good, and it was not even as good as the previous Khitan.
Yue Yun finally had a killing effect, and his screams sounded like thunderbolts behind him. Wang Shen couldn't help but glance back, only to see General Yue Xiao drop his knife everywhere, it was really like a splash of wind. Anyone who dared to stand in his way was cut in two, without exception.
The Jurchens were all light cavalry, and they were arrogant, wearing only a thin piece of leather armor, and they had no protection when they encountered the heavy knives in Wang Shenliu's horsemen. On the contrary, the weapons in the hands of the Jurchens fell on the armor of Wang Shen and others, leaving only shallow traces.
However, the quality of the ancient weapons was not very good, and Yue Yingxiang was powerful. In just a moment, the shaft of the long knife in his hand snapped. He then drew out the short spear hanging on the side of the saddle and stabbed it indiscriminately until the short spear stuck on a Jurchen and could not be drawn. Only then did he replace it with a short axe and a bone duo.
Under the relentless charge of the six horsemen, the Jurchen cavalry array was chaotically separated on both sides, colliding with each other, and for a while people turned their horses on their backs. In the blood light, the confusion on the faces of the Jurchens, who had never been afraid of any strong enemy, gradually turned into fear.
Gu Lie's abdomen was slashed by a mace, and the iron armor broke a gap. Fortunately, he was not injured, if it weren't for his quick reaction and shrunk at the last moment, he was afraid that his intestines and stomach would be hooked out.
The hideous scar on his face trembled subconsciously, stretched out again, and laughed: "Straight lady thief, this is the first time Lao Tzu has ridden a horse to hedge with a tartar, it's enjoyable, it's enjoyable." Fighting on horseback turned out to be so sharp, unlike the infantry, standing on the ground and being beaten. Commander Wang, if you form a cavalry in the future, will I be a cavalry general? ”
Wang Shen was holding his breath in his chest, he couldn't talk and laugh like Yue and Gu in the midst of thousands of troops. Especially when fighting with the enemy, if you can't change it in one breath when you speak, it will be troublesome.
He couldn't help but wave the ring head knife, and "when" an iron shovel swung to block the long knife in his hand, his body trembled, and his internal organs were churning. If it weren't for the pinching of the horse's belly at the pinch, it would have been turned upside down.
The stirrup stepped down hard, and the horse neighed angrily, and slammed forward with all his strength.
Wang Shen was taken aback, this tartar could knock away his two-handed knife with one hand. This strength alone is much greater than himself, but looking at his clothes, that is, an ordinary cavalryman, the strength of the Jurchens is really terrifying.
Fortunately, Gu Lie's broadsword followed in time and slashed at the enemy's head. Although he did not cut off the Jurchen's helmet, he also caused the enemy's head to tilt and fall to the ground.
A cavalry of the Sizhou Army who followed behind stepped down on the horse's hooves, and there was a thrilling sound of fractures.
Gu Lie scolded angrily: "Yue Yun, the straight lady thief protects the general!" ”
Yue Yun saw that Wang Shen had suffered a small loss, he blamed himself in his heart, he was angry and annoyed, and he also scolded back: "These Tartars are all cattle, saying that Lao Tzu is slow, you are not also stopped, run faster!" ”
Gu Lie: "Lao Tzu will naturally be fast, don't be soft with your hands and feet!" Damn, you can eat more than anyone on weekdays, but you don't see that you have killed more enemies than Lao Tzu. ”
The two of them were fighting and killing at the same time, and their bodies and heads were full of flesh and blood, and they couldn't help but throw them around, like evil stars.
Wang Shen rushed forward a few steps, and his eyes suddenly lit up. I saw that in front of me were rows of spears stabbing forward, and it was the Sizhou army foot soldiers. It turned out that in the chaos, he had already broken through the Jurchen cavalry formation.
The Jurchens had completely collided with the Sizhou army, and the war horses had also lost their speed, they sat on their horses, brandished the heavy long weapons in their hands and smashed their heads downward, one after another with spears swinging away by them, and one after another the spearmen of the Sizhou army vomited blood from their mouths and fell to the ground.
The strength of the Jurchen soldiers is so great that they are already non-human.
"Xiuxiu" was shot one after another crossbow arrows, and several Jurchen cavalry were shot through the body in an instant. Another man fell headlong in front of him, landed on a dense line of spears, and was pierced directly into the air.
"Dog Tartar!" A soldier of the Sizhou Army, whose hands were full of blood, scolded, jumped up suddenly, and rolled down as soon as the Jurchens who were holding the horse rolled down: "Spear, thorn, thorn!" Come to me! ”
Screams and shouts of murder rose to the sky, and the Jurchens, who had already been wrapped in the crowd, had red eyes, and just sat on the saddle and waved their weapons indiscriminately. Someone relied on brute force to smash the Song army with the heavy weapons in his hand, jumped off his horse, and stood back to back in twos and threes, ready to form a battle in formation.
The cavalry, which had lost its speed and impact, was nothing more than a soldier on horseback, and the Jurchens, who had fought in old battles, naturally understood this.
As long as they formed a small charge, these experienced Jurchens had the confidence to defeat all incoming enemies.
It's a pity that before they could gain a firm foothold, Wang Shen and the others pounced on them and scattered them.
The six horsemen suddenly turned their horses at the point of contact between the two armies, and wanted to break out of formation.