Ali is the number one brave general under the Shagu Quality, named Qianhu, but in fact he is the leader of the Shagu Quality's personal guards. There are a total of 3,000 Jurchen Iron Guards in Shagu, and 500 are pulled out to Ali at one time, which can be described as extremely generous. These Jurchen guards are all elite in a hundred battles, and on the battlefield, they all treat one as ten.

Ali Wei is a Jurchen man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, born in Orion, once hunted five tigers in the mountains in one day, and even praised his bravery. Ali won the order and ordered all five hundred iron guards. Ali Xiao carried his large mace, rode on a tall war horse, and asked in a cold voice, "Do you want to get 10,000 taels of gold?" ”

The five hundred iron guards were stunned for a moment, and said in their hearts that they were going to rob the city of the Southern Barbarians? In this case, Lao Tzu's gun stick can not be used again. Cowering in the camp for the past few days has already suffocated these murderous iron guards. So Qi Qi shouted, "Yes! ”

"Do you want to be promoted to the third rank?" Ali Bi continued.

"Yes!" The five hundred guards broke off in unison again. Many people were so excited that their faces turned red. Whoever doesn't want to be promoted is a bastard. Now it looks like the Great Song Dynasty is coming to an end. If you don't take advantage of the dying days to get promoted and get rich, once there is no war, no matter how rich they are, they can only be rich men who kneel when they see officials. Therefore, the temptation of being promoted to the third level is far greater than 10,000 taels of gold. After all, over the years, these Jurchen elites have robbed a lot of gold, silver and jewelry at home.

A smile appeared on Ali Xiao's face, the mace in his hand pointed forward, and shouted, "The general has an order, kill Yue Fei, reward 10,000 taels of gold, and the official will be promoted to the third level." Although we are forwards today, forwards have always been an opportunity to make contributions. When I meet Song Jun, you will kill wherever I kill! Cowering, the five horses are divided, and the whole family is enslaved. ”

The five hundred iron guards immediately understood Ali Xiao's thoughts. Although Sha Guzhi only ordered Ali Wei to fight a small outpost battle to clear the scout team that the Song army had probed to the front. But Ali Yu wanted to go straight to the Song Dynasty and kill Yue Fei in one fell swoop.

This bold and almost arrogant idea not only did not make the five hundred guards fearful, but became even more excited. I heard that Yue Fei, a southern barbarian, killed the old general Yinshu a while ago. This time, let's avenge the old general of Yinshuke. With the brave and invincible Ali Qian Hu here, even if we can't kill Yue Fei, we can kill back and forth in the Song army.

Seeing that he had succeeded in mobilizing the blood of the five hundred iron guards, Ali Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

"All the troops are leaving!"

It snowed heavily the other day. Half a foot of snow covers the banks of the Yellow River. Five hundred Jurchen guards galloped along the path that the scouts had already explored. The snow and the bone-chilling wind were nothing more than trivial matters for the samurai from the bitter cold land. In their hometown, such cold can already be called warm.

Only ten miles out of the camp, five hundred iron guards met the first large-scale Song Dynasty cavalry. Before that, most of the people they met were Song army scouts in groups of three or five. The scouts would not engage them, and fled from afar.

But the Song Dynasty cavalry in front of them collided head-on, and it seemed that it was definitely not a scout, but an outpost cavalry sent by Yue Fei.

Ali reined in his horse, squinted his eyes, and carefully examined the cavalry, which was less than three hundred men.

This cavalry was clearly the elite of the Song army, and each cavalryman wore black armor and held a sharp blade. But these cavalry were not taken seriously by Ali Ba. What really made Ali Xiao's eyes burn was the generals of the Song army.

This is a tall Song army general. Sitting on a black dragon horse, with a shobal iron spear in his hand. Unlike the other Song troops, the Song generals wore a pure white coat. From afar, he was dressed like snow. Although there were still hundreds of steps apart, Ali Xiao could also feel the murderous aura exuding from Song Jiang's body.

It was this murderous aura that made Ali Xiao's heart very excited. Because he remembered the rumors about Yue Fei. Legend has it that Yue Nanban is good at using a Zhangba iron spear. Could it be that this person in front of him is Yue Nanman?

Haha, it looks like there is green smoke coming from my ancestral grave. Ali Xiao suppressed the excitement in his heart, pointed forward with the mace in his hand, and shouted, "Will you be Yue Fei Yue Nanban?" ”

Song Jiang smiled coldly and shouted, "A barbarian nation who doesn't even have words dares to call us Song people barbarians? It's fucking ridiculous! ”

Ali Xiao also sneered, "Our Great Gold Venerable is not respectful of Wen. No matter how high your Song culture is, you can still feed horses and sheep to our Dajin warriors. Come on, are you Yue Fei? ”

Song Jiang looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice like thunder. "Golden dog, your grandfather is Yang Zaixing. Since you respect power, grandpa will let you see what power is today! ”

"Yang Zaixing? Haven't heard of it! When Ali Xiao heard that the Song general in front of him was not Yue Fei, he suddenly lost interest, and pointed forward with his mace, "Sons, kill all these southern barbarians." ”

Five hundred Jurchen Iron Guards drove the war horses and rushed directly at Yang Zaixing. Ali Wei even thought that a single charge could defeat this Yang Nanman. After all, there are 500 iron guards on his side, but there are only 300 Song cavalry on the opposite side.

Yang Zaixing looked at the brothers behind him, and shouted in a deep voice, "Today is the place where my good man can spend his blood and make contributions." Brethren, keep up! ”

Yang Zaixing's voice fell, and the black dragon horse under his crotch had already jumped out three feet away. By the time the three hundred black-armored troops galloped, Yang Zaixing had already run out of a hundred paces and approached Ali Wei's Jurchen Iron Guard.

When he left the camp in the morning, Cao Cheng reduced the promised 800 black armor army to 300. Cao Cheng said, you Yang Maozi has the courage to be unstoppable, give you three hundred black armor troops, and you can also kill seven in and seven out of the Jurchen army.

Yang Zaixing didn't say anything, just glanced at Cao Cheng calmly, turned on his horse, and set off with three hundred black armor troops.

When he met Ali Xiao, Yang Zaixing knew that he had met a fierce opponent. The Jin army in front of him, all of them were wearing heavy armor, and they were obviously the elite of the rest of the battle. The number of his own side is less than that of the Jin army, and the combat effectiveness may not be as good as the Jin army. Cao Cheng only knew how to blindly expand his strength, but he refused to make great efforts to reorganize the army. Although there were 100,000 nominally strong troops, there were less than 30,000 people who were actually capable of fighting. And the elite is only a few thousand black-armored soldiers. But the combat power of these black armor troops is at most comparable to that of the Jin army's servants. It is not at all comparable to the cavalry division of the Protector Army.

Now with the 300 black armor army against the 500 elites of the Jurchen, it will definitely be a game of more defeat and less victory. But Yang Zaixing did not retreat in the slightest.

Because he is Yang Zaixing.

Facing the murderous Jurchen Iron Guard, Yang Zaixing held the gun in his hand tighter. His blood was boiling, but his eyes were calm. After ten years of fighting on Taihang Mountain, he killed a lot of people who didn't want to kill, killed a lot of people who shouldn't be killed, and killed a lot of people who didn't want to kill. He is just a sharp blade in Cao Cheng's hand, and wherever Cao Cheng points, he will kill. Although he didn't want to kill people endlessly.

But today he wanted to kill. He wanted to kill all these Jurchen guards in front of him. The land of the Central Plains was already suffering deeply, but these Jurchen iron guards pushed the people of the Central Plains into even deeper suffering.

Although he Yang Zaixing killed a lot of people who didn't deserve to die. But his opponents, at least all have martial arts on their bodies and weapons in their hands. And these Jurchen iron guards, everywhere they go, whether they are young and strong, or old and weak, women and children, they are all left behind.

Ali Xiao fought for the rest of his life, and in the midst of galloping, he still did not forget to look at Yang Zaixing. When he saw that Yang Zaixing had rushed forward more than a hundred steps on his own, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. I secretly said in my heart, I see that you are like a strong martial artist, but I didn't expect that you were brave and unstrategic. In the face of my Jurchen iron guard, you dare to ride alone. Do you think you are a god?

Yang Zaixing had already met the two centurions under Ali Xiao's command.

One of the two centurions is called Iron Head and the other is called Copper Head. All of them are round strong men with a height of one meter five and a width of one meter five. They were twin brothers, joined the army at the same time, and became Aribi's centurion at the same time.

The iron-headed weapon is a mace, and the copper-headed weapon is a seven-foot-long iron sword. When the two of them saw Yang Zaixing approaching, they all showed a sinister smile on their faces at the same time.

Yang Zaixing didn't know who the Jurchen people in front of him were, and he wasn't interested in knowing their names. Facing the two Jurchen iron guards who were at the forefront, Yang Zaixing waved the big gun in his hand, only to hear two pounces, and all the iron and copper heads were shot in the throat.

So the twin brothers really did a miracle that many people can't. Born on the same day and month of the same year, and born in the same month and month of the same year.

The corpse of the iron head and copper head had not yet landed, and Yang Zaixing's horse had already passed between them. and Ari Po, who rushed to third place.

Ali Xiao thought that under the combined attack of the iron head and copper head, Yang Zaixing had only one end, his head was smashed by a mace, and his waist was cut off by a big iron sword. But he only saw the shadow of the gun in front of him, and the throats of the two hundred warriors were already spurting blood.

This made the hairs on the back of Ali's neck suddenly explode. It was his instinctive reaction when he encountered a beast in the mountains. Now Ali Xiao no longer dared to treat Yang Zaixing as a dead man, he knew that he had encountered the most formidable enemy in his life.

Yang Zaixing's eyes were no different from looking at the copper head and iron head. In Yang Zaixing's view, whether it is the head of ten thousand households, the head of a thousand households, or the head of a hundred households of Golden Dog, as long as he meets Yang Zaixing, he will all become the head of the dead husband.

Yang Zaixing held the big gun in his hand and stabbed him in the chest. It is the most common and difficult to practice medium flat gun in a big gun technique. There is a proverb in the gun, and the king of the gun in the middle of the flat marksmanship, once the shot is unstoppable.

Ali Wei's mace was only seven feet long, and it couldn't hit Yang Zaixing. But he has been fighting wolves and tigers in the mountains since he was a child, and he has extremely rich combat experience, and in the face of Yang Zaixing's unstoppable shot, Ali Xiao's body suddenly tilted and hid directly on the side of the horse.

This is the stirrup that Ali Xiao has been playing with since he was a child. But he didn't just hide, Ali also fought back. He was ready to rush to Yang Zaixing's side at the moment of dodging the gun, and give Yang Zaixing a blow in the face.

As Ali Wei expected, he successfully dodged Yang Zaixing's Zhongping gun. Yang Zaixing stabbed out a shot, and without looking aside, he urged the horse to rush past Ali Wei's war horse.

Here's your chance!

Ali Xiao was about to turn over and hit Yang Zaixing with a stick. But he was surprised to find that instead of rising up, his body fell into the snow. He was astonished to see a stream of blood sticking out of his monkey-clad chest.

It turned out that I was shot! This Yang Nan is a fast gun!

Ali Wei died with a hint of reluctance. The moment before falling to the ground, he saw Yang Zaixing entering the queue of the Jurchen guards, and he also saw other Jurchen guards clutching their throats and falling into the snow.