The news of Wang Yan's departure reached Zong Han's ears on the same day. Zong Han twisted his beard under his chin and said with a smile, "One mountain can't accommodate two tigers." Before Yue Fei's rise, Wang Yan was the first hero of the two rivers. How could he bow down to Yue Fei? This is God help me with a lot of gold. Although Yue Fei brought tens of thousands of troops, Wang Yan took tens of thousands of troops with him. No matter how fierce Yue Fei's pro-army is, the growth of the overall combat power is limited. ”

Xi Yin nodded with feeling, "The Song people are timid in external wars and brave in internal fighting. If they are unanimous with the outside world, with their numbers, which nation dares to insult the Song State? Now that Wanyan Zonggan and Wanyan Chang have gradually gained power, they have vigorously introduced the culture of the Song Dynasty, and Zhang Jue, the Han dog, has become the prime minister of Dajin, which is really depressing. I hope that our Dajin will not learn to be like the Song people, who will only kill each other and be subservient to foreign enemies. ”

Hee-yin's words resonated with Jonghan. Zong Han said disdainfully, "What's so good about the culture of the Song people? What's the use of writing poems and songs no matter how well they are written, is it worthy of the iron hooves of our gold? Zhang Jue Xiaoer said that he would win the world immediately, but he couldn't rule the world immediately. Bah, that's what they say in Han Chinese. We Jurchens can win the world immediately, and we can rule the world immediately. ”

Since Wanyan Wu begged to come to power, the ministers of the DPRK and China have indeed gradually become sinicized. This made Zong Han very dissatisfied. But the general trend is coming, even if it is as expensive as Zong Han and Xi Yin, there is no way. Zong Han could only watch himself being marginalized little by little. And Wanyan Xiyin could only be very sad to watch the Jurchen literature he founded being thrown aside by many Jurchen nobles, and instead picked up the poetry and songs of the Song people, the Four Books and the Five Classics.

Jin 13 saw that the eldest brother and Xi Yin were talking and digressed, and hurriedly said with a smile, "Big brother, Prime Minister, the major affairs of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China are naturally decided by the Lord Long Live." I don't think Banzai will let this continue. Our biggest task at the moment is to eliminate Yue Fei. As long as Yue Fei is destroyed, even if my Dajin closes his eyes, he can completely occupy the flowers and rivers of the Song people. ”

Zong Han took the case and said categorically, "Yesterday, Yue Feixiao'er killed Amu Liuge by surprise, causing our army to retreat. Today, the old man sent another 10,000 troops to see if Yue Fei'er could hold the last barracks. beat the drum and ordered Sarishi Ge and Wang Jue to each lead 5,000 elite soldiers to attack the Song army. Send another 500 warlords, and if they dare to cower, they will be killed regardless of the Han Erjin people. ”

At three o'clock in the morning, in the southern part of Mengzhou, the thunderous war drums sounded again. Wanyan Zonghan, like yesterday, once again took a group of generals and stood on a hill to watch the battle. Two hundred bare-chested Jurchen strong men desperately beat half-human tall cowhide drums. The drums flickered fast and slow, mixed with a desolate trumpet.

Driven by the sound of drums, 10,000 soldiers mixed with Jin Han slaughtered the camp of the righteous army like locusts. Jurchen Wanhu Sari Shige is forty-five years old this year, but he still maintains the fighting habits of his youth, wearing the top monkey armor bought from Western Xia, carrying a seven-foot-long mace, and rushing to the front of the team.

Wang Jue, a member of the Wanhu army of the Han Army, was originally a member of the Liao State's victorious army, and when the Liao land was out of control, Wang Jue, who was born in a strong family, quickly pulled up tens of thousands of troops. When the Jin soldiers advanced into Liaodi, he led the army to reduce the gold, and finally exchanged himself for a hat of the head of ten thousand households. Although Wang Jue also has some martial arts, this person has never been a fierce and fearless person of death.

Every time he fights, he will definitely put himself in a safe place, and then calmly command the Han'er army to fight for him.

But today Wang Jue can't think about it. Zong Han, who has always been familiar with his temperament, made it clear when he gave the order that if Wang Jue dared to shrink back in the back of the team, he would definitely give Wang Jue a five-horse corpse.

In order to save his life on the front line, the helpless Wang Jue wore a gold silk soft armor on his body, and the outside of the soft armor was a Western Xia monkey armor. The monkey armor is covered with a thick layer of felt.

Because he was wearing too much, Wang Jue couldn't walk. But in the drumming behind him, Wang Jue could only grit his teeth and take a hundred personal soldiers to the forefront of the Han army.

But today's rebel camp is completely different from the past. In the past, as soon as the Jin army drum sounded, the big drum of the rebel army would sound at the same time, and then there would be a chaotic rebel army running around behind the barracks. When the Jin army was still three or five hundred paces away from the camp, frightened rebel crossbowmen began to draw their bows and shoot arrows.

But today's rebel camp is as silent as a mountain. If it weren't for the sight of thousands of brightly armored Protectors standing in front of the fifth barracks, silently waiting for the golden soldiers. It is estimated that Brother Sarishi and Wang Jue will think that the rebels have all fled with Wang Yan.

The golden soldiers rushed through the first broken barracks, and the Protectors did not move. The Jin soldiers rushed past the second broken barracks, but the Protectors remained silent. The Jin soldiers rushed past the third broken barracks, but the Protectors still did not move.

But Sarishi and Wang Jue were not happy at all. Because they felt that these immobile protectors on the other side were filled with an unprecedented murderous aura. At this time, even Zong Hanxi, Yin Samou, Lu Jin, Thirteen and others discovered the anomalies on the front line.

Zong Han looked at the front line with his hands on the pergola, his brows furrowed tightly. Jin 13 looked at the big banner that was fluttering on the fifth camp, and said in a low voice, "Big brother, it is not Yue Fei who is commanding the battle today. It is Yue Fei's most trusted deputy, Zhang Xian. The First Division of the Protector Army led by Zhang Xian is said to be the most elite unit of the Protector Army. ”

The rebels set up five barracks, each 250 paces apart. Now the golden soldiers have jumped over the fourth broken barracks. Brother Sarishi and Wang Jue were already shouting desperately because they were nervous, "Kill, sons, kill all these Song pigs." ”

Facing the Jin soldiers who were getting closer and closer, Zhang Xian's face was as calm as stone, as if the Jin soldiers who rushed were just some local chickens and tile dogs. Zhang Xian is twenty-three years old this year, and his natural general temperament makes Zhang Xian look a little older than his actual age.

At the age of sixteen, Zhang Xian, whose parents died, entrusted his ancestral home to the care of his clan, carrying a package on his back and carrying a big gun eight feet long, and began the life of a ranger who would visit his friends.

He walked from his hometown to Langzhong County, and from Langzhong to Chengdu. Along the way, he met robbers who intercepted the path and met heroes who occupied the mountains as kings, but these people were either defeated by his guns or died by his guns.

When Zhang Xian went out of Sichuan alone and began to advance towards Bianliang, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, he stopped the fierce footsteps of the young ranger in Tangyin County, Xiangzhou. Because he met Yue Fei in Tangyin County.

Although Yue Fei did not marry Zhang Xianyi Jinlan, Zhang Xian had already recognized Yue Fei as the eldest brother in his heart. Because Yue Fei regarded Zhang Xian as a brother, his mother-in-law regarded Zhang Xian as a son, and Ji Qian Yue regarded Zhang Xian as a senior brother.

When Yue Fei first acted as a daring warrior, Zhang Xian was Yue Fei's auxiliary. When Yue Fei was the commander of ten in the Pingding Army, Zhang Xian was Yue Fei's personal soldier. Yue Fei's identity has changed again and again, and Zhang Xian's identity has also changed again and again. Now Yue Feigui is the commander of the army, and Zhang Xian is still Yue Fei's most trusted person.

The 1st Division of the Protectorate was only 15,000 men. However, 2,500 of the 3,000 soldiers who joined the army in Tianfu served in the first division. When Niu Gao's Third Division was established, half of the junior officers were transferred from the First Division. When Xiaoshan Zhang Lei's Fourth Division was reorganized, the vast majority of grassroots officers were still transferred from the First Division. In fact, many officers and men know that although the First Division of the People's Protector Army is alongside the other three divisions, the First Division is like an officer training base. As long as an ordinary soldier leaves the first division, he can definitely become a petty officer in other divisions.

Once a literati who can read and write hyphenation join the army, their combat power is indeed higher than that of the illiterate army. A ten-division commander of the 1st Division can assemble troops in wartime and adapt to changes in the battlefield situation. More importantly, the scholars were extremely disciplined.

Just like at this moment, in the face of the notorious Jurchen army, Zhang Xian did not give an order, and all the ten soldiers were like wood and stone, and they didn't make a sound at all. There are only a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the enemy who is about to fight to the death.

Just when the Jin Bing archers had just begun to draw their bows and release their arrows, Zhang Xian suddenly shouted angrily, "Kill!" ”

Almost at the same time, all the soldiers shouted "Kill!" ”

The uniform sound is very powerful, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. For a while, all the Jin soldiers were shocked.

"Crossbowman, shoot!"

With Zhang Xian's order, the strong crossbowmen in the first row set up strong crossbows one after another, and in the whoosh, hundreds of steel crossbows rushed towards the Jin soldiers with the sound of death. The perfect three-stage crossbow array turned a death zone within 200 paces in a short period of time. The armor-piercing steel crossbow easily pierced the armor of the golden soldiers, taking countless extremely powerful lives.

Although under the loud roar of Brother Sari Shi, the invincible five thousand gold soldiers also began to counterattack with bows and arrows, but on the one hand, there was an orderly killing, and on the other hand, there was a rambling shot, and the effect of killing could be imagined.

However, in just a quarter of an hour, at least nearly a thousand golden soldiers fell in front of the Protector Army. What's even worse is that because the brave Jurchen warriors have always charged forward, their casualties are also the largest. On the contrary, the Han army, which had always been lazy and treacherous, escaped the killing of the first wave of crossbows.

If the Protectors maintained this level of firing intensity, even if all the Jurchen troops pounced, it would be difficult to rush within fifty paces of the Protectors. It's a pity that the power of the crossbow is amazing, and the consumption is just as amazing.

Wanyan Zonghan has been in battle for a long time, and of course understands this. When he saw that the Jin soldiers in front of the formation were shot by the crossbow and stagnated, Zong Han immediately gave an order in a cold voice, "Brag horn and order Wang Jue to lead the team to charge." Those who do not obey the order are to be shot immediately. ”

Wang Jue heard the characteristic sound of the horn and understood that it was the time for the Han'er Army to act as cannon fodder. He cursed in a low voice, and then weakly waved the saber in his hand, "Sons, rush forward." Rush for me. ”

Because he had been hiding behind his own soldiers, Wang Jue was lucky to avoid the first wave of crossbow formations. When he led the Han army to rush up, the Protectors stopped firing crossbow arrows.

Wang Jue's deputy, who was also Wang Jue's own nephew, a thousand households named Wang Liumu shouted happily, "General, the Song pig on the opposite side has no crossbow arrows." Haha, it's time for us to get in the way. The general's body of ten thousand gold, how can he wield a knife and a gun. Wait for my king Liumu to go into battle first. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Liumu was already dancing with two swords and rushing forward with hundreds of Han troops in iron armor. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to eighty steps in front of the fifth barracks.

At this time, Zhang Xian gave another cold order. "Crossbowmen stand back! Shooter, prepare! Cast! ”