With the help of the cavalry that broke through the defense line to disrupt the formation, like a flood rushing cavalry instantly hit the spearmen, how could the spearmen still be able to resist at this moment, once the gap was opened, they could not close. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before Lin Feng could gather the soldiers, the galloping cavalry had already rushed towards him. Seeing this, Lin Feng's body was short, and the big knife in his hand slashed directly at the horse's leg.

The speed of the war horse was very fast, and although the Mongolian cavalry on the horse saw the big knife in Lin Feng's hand slashing at the horse's leg, they didn't have time to dodge, and rushed towards the big knife in a daze.

Although the broadsword slashed the war horse, it was not cut off by the broadsword because the speed of the war horse was too fast.

The war horse was in pain, and the "neighing" Angtian screamed, and the cavalry on the horse took advantage of the momentum to jump sideways, but the halberd in his hand swept towards Lin Feng, who was shocked by the power of the war horse, took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, Lin Feng's right hand holding the knife was numb by the force, where could he resist the halberd, so he had to turn over and roll backwards in embarrassment.

With a "bang", Lin Feng didn't stand up yet, he only felt that his body was flying in the air, and the galloping war horse directly knocked Lin Feng into the air.

"Is that all?" Lin Feng closed his eyes unwillingly.

"Phew", the Mongolian knight who landed on the ground didn't look at Lin Feng anymore, picked up a sharp broadsword and walked to the injured war horse, frowned, and then stabbed the big knife in his hand into the neck of the war horse.

Rather than letting the wounded war horse die of pain, it was better to let it suffer less pain, Bayin clenched the halberd in his hand hard, turned his head and rushed towards the spearmen of the Song army.

This is his battlefield, this is his fate, maybe one day, he will be like this wounded war horse, he will never be able to stand up again, but he would rather be beheaded by this sharp knife.

He would rather die than be injured and then live shaking his head and tail in front of others. This is his fate.

Seeing that the spearmen were torn like paper, suddenly a neat shout rang out: "Those who retreat from battle, kill, those who are cowardly, kill, those who abandon their weapons and surrender, kill." ”

A tall and reckless man came like a tornado, roaring like thunder.

The sound of the booming cannon did not bring more surprises to Yang Sheng, Yang Sheng looked at the Song army sailors facing in front of him, his eyes were already full of sadness, the battlefield was unexpected again and again, he felt powerless and panicked.

Fate will not give him a second chance, the Mongol Empire is a country of the jungle, without the benevolence of the Great Song Dynasty, without the fraternity of the Great Song Dynasty, he is like a treasure in the Great Song Dynasty, but he is the most inferior clothed slave in the Mongolian Empire, and the forbidden army in the Great Song Dynasty is full of food and clothing to feed his family, and in the Mongolian Empire, he is just a walking corpse-like executioner who lives only by capturing and plundering.

He didn't know if he was right or wrong, but there was no turning back when he opened the bow, he had no choice, it was either life or death, it was his fate.

Although the Song army came prepared, not only was the tiger squat cannon well prepared, but even the car crossbow was a lot, at the moment of the strong car crossbow, the Mongolian sailors who were not well prepared were only beaten, maybe they should really be like the Mongolian Tartars, just kill them directly, what conspiracy do I have planned? Lao Tzu, isn't this looking for trouble by himself? The way of death and poverty is not as good as that of dead and poor monks.

Although some of the warships of the Mongolian sailors were rebuilt from the warships of the captured Song army, due to the lack of craftsmanship and the lack of maintenance of the crossbows, the range was not as good as that of the opponent's crossbows.

The power of the crossbow arrow is not lower than that of an ordinary thunderbolt, the thunderbolt cannon looks bright, but it is thunder and rain, plus Yang Sheng has prepared a large number of water dragons before, so the effect is not very obvious. Yang Sheng discovered that the Song army's new equipment was a kind of cannon, which was so powerful that it had already caused heavy casualties to the soldiers of the Mongol Empire.

But the crossbow is different, the range of the crossbow is far above the thunderbolt, the power is strong, and the crossbow is easy to control, and the accuracy is higher than the thunderbolt.

"Your Excellency." Chigu looked at the guards beside him who were shot through a big hole by crossbow arrows, and his face turned pale: "This is the plan of the adults?" ”

"Let the heroic warriors of the Mongol Empire be slaughtered alive, this is the plan of the adults." Chigu said sharply: "I must sue you in front of Lord Huahua'er, if the adult doesn't act again, I'm afraid there will be no need for the adult." ”

Yang Sheng lost his temper at this time, Chigu really killed himself, and he was afraid that he could only shout wrongs in the underworld, as for whether Huahuaer would deal with Chigu, Yang Sheng had no confidence at all, and he gave up his hand in a panic, and said: "My lord, my lord, the Song army is obviously trying to lead our army out of Pingshazhou, and I am afraid that the Song army will have a plan and will not be able to bear the responsibility." ”

"I'm sorry," Chi Gu pushed Yang Sheng: "What plan can the Song army have?" What strategy can Song Jun have? And even if there were, so what? Which of the warriors of my Mongol Empire is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

"Yes, you slaves who are afraid of death." The blood vessels in Chigu's right hand holding the long knife were exposed: "If you hesitate, Lao Tzu will kill you and then ask Lord Huahua'er for guilt." ”

The Mongols could do what they said, and Yang Sheng reluctantly said: "What if the adults are to blame?" ”

"Lao Tzu will do it with all his might." Chigu looked at Yang Sheng with disdain, the Mongolians have always dared to do it, where are they like the Han people, how did the Han people say that, they want to be bitches and want to set up an archway?

"In that case." Yang Sheng looked at the dark night in the distance and suppressed the bad in his heart: "The whole army obeys the order and kills." ”

"Kill!" Lin Zaixing watched the Mongolian sailors finally couldn't help but rush out, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, the plan was finally half completed, and the remaining half, whether it can be completed or not depends only on the will of God, only fighting.

"Li Xiang's courage is really not ordinary." Lin Zaixing licked his lips that were dehydrated due to nervousness, remembering the days at the Luzhou Inn, and the four of them were stunned by this bold plan.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch." What Li Xiang said was still the same, which made people half-understandable: "If you don't even dare to think about it, what is the meaning of that person's life?" ”

"Fighting with the sky, the joy is endless, fighting with the earth, the fun is endless, fighting with people, the fun is endless." Li Xiang's expression when he said this sentence was very strange, as if he was sleepwalking: "A person's life is to struggle in creating opportunities and seizing opportunities, and history is not inevitable but accidental." ”

I don't understand, everyone doesn't understand.

"You don't understand, do you?" Li Xiang smiled arrogantly at the time: "If you don't understand, don't ask." ”

"Rush me." Lin Zaixing said coldly, and the guards around him quickly waved the flag in their hands under the windproof lamp, just like the soul in the night.

"Young master, young master." Lin Feng looked at Lin Zaixing suspiciously: "Our army is not advantageous in sailing against the current, and our sailor division is insufficient, instead of fighting hard, it is better to continue to harass the Mongolian sailor with a crossbow?" ”

"Nope." The corners of Lin Zaixing's mouth showed a trace of unconscious cruelty: "If he wants to fight, I will fight, I want to tell the Tartars, there is no shortage of people in my Song Division who dare to fight, even if we fail, but I want to let this fear be engraved in the hearts of the Tartars forever." (To be continued.) )