Guan Sheng's throat was hot, and he only felt a mouthful of blood gushing up, but he gritted his teeth and only let the blood come out of the corners of his mouth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The sound of the info horn whimpered, but this time it sounded in the east, Guan Sheng looked to the east in a daze, and suddenly his eyes widened, a large Song military horse, all covered in mud and dust, appeared on the skyline silently, red helmets, hunting and dancing.

This army of horses was the first general, and without armor, he tried his best to straighten up on the horseback. The horse lance in his hand, resolutely pointing forward, on the skyline, the red helmet beats. This military horse launched an attack on the raging Hu cavalry!

The generals around him were holding the banner, which was the banner of the Shence Army! The Divine Army has come to the rescue!

They fought to the death with Hu Lu in Yandi, fought to the death with Hu Lu in Yunnei, and blocked Hu Lu from the Great Song Dynasty Portal in the Ninghua Army, and now they are riding lightly to help, to block the destruction storm that others have put in!

Guan Sheng laughed loudly, this Great Song Dynasty, there will still be someone who will stand up and block before this wave of destruction, until the entire Great Song Dynasty wakes up and follows under their banner!

The mount seemed to know that its master was exhausted at the moment, puffed up his muscles, and ran smoothly and steadily, fast, and the warm foam splashed backwards, hitting Zhou Tai's face.

Zhou Tai was indeed extremely tired at the moment, first running for hundreds of miles to Luling, and then turning straight downstairs. Another few hundred miles down. At the time of departure, Han Shizhong's personal guards were equipped with one person and three horses, and at this time, those who died, fell behind, and those who needed to be left behind, everyone could only guarantee one mount.

The war horse is tired so much, although people are much harder than the war horse, Zhou Tai's command is a strong soldier who has been working hard all year round, at this time, when some people launch a charge, they even hold the horse's neck tightly, so as to insist on not slipping off on the mount!

Zhou Tai only felt that the joints of his body were going to be scattered, and the sweat on his body was desperately oozing, as if he could no longer hold water in his body, and the horse lance weighing thirteen catties and seven taels in his hand was no longer as good as the original feeling of being handy, holding it in his hand, sinking like a mountain.

When I looked at it, everything in front of me seemed to be bordered by a layer of black and blurred.

But such a blurred vision is already so shocking!

A large group of people were running in panic on the road, and the cavalry stragglers pulled out by the Tartar Hu cavalry behind them drove these Han people like dogs and sheep.

From time to time, the Tartar Huqi burst in, slashing and slashing in the crowd, splashing a puff of blood, and the people were even more frightened and frightened, pushing each other, the old and weak were trampled on the soles of their feet, and the men shouted for their wives and children, all the scenes were already extremely miserable!

These people paid food for service, supported such a huge empire, supported countless famous men with poetry and wine, supported countless generals who boasted of their martial arts, and supported countless officials with fine clothes and food.

But where are they at this time?

Don't say why the people themselves don't rise up to resist, these people have no one to organize, no one to inspire, all they see is the officials and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty fleeing in the wind, and no one has a single arrow and a knife for them.

There was not even one to protect them along their way, not even one of the people in high positions who fled with these people!

What's wrong with this Da Song? Why didn't anyone stand up. Why is there no human mainstay to stand in front of these Tartars?

On the contrary, they are people who can fight and dare to fight. Feared by this Great Song Dynasty, beware of this Great Song Dynasty, hated to death by this Great Song Dynasty, all the way, every step is blood!

In this case, if others don't fight, then we will fight!

Follow the King of Jin all the way, even if the King of Jin is under the command of the son, it is not that no one slanders the King of Jin for acting too domineering, forcing the King of the Great Song Dynasty, manipulating the situation in Bianliang, and making the ruling system that everyone is familiar with in Bianliang crumbling, for the future of King Jin, everyone is not necessarily optimistic about everyone.

But only the King of Jin, with them on the edge of the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, in Yandi, in Yunnei, in Hedong, all the way to fight with foreign enemies, but all the men, compared to those princes of the Great Song Dynasty, it is better to follow this domineering King of Jin to the end, bloody battles, no matter what the final result will be!

Hundreds of war horses and horsemen rolled like thunder with their last strength, and the people who fled finally saw the hundreds of red helmets that were dancing in hunting, and saw the hundreds of Han knights in armor and blades, covered in mud and dust, and haggard and cold faces!

The closer the Mercedes-Benz is, the more he can see the shocking tragic situation in front of him, Zhou Tai only felt a mouthful of blood rolling in his chest, expanding more and more, and in an instant, his strength seemed to be completely back on his body, under the impetus of this blood, Zhou Tai couldn't help but roar angrily!

"The people of the Great Song Dynasty get out of the way! Let us kill the Tartars! ”

Thousands of people gathered together to cry and run, at this time also stopped crying, even the exhausted old and weak, they tried their best to run to both sides, and those who could not run fell to the ground, even if they trampled their own military horses to death, it was better than slaughtering the Tartars along the way like dogs and sheep!

The warhorse snorted, agitated its muscles, and rushed through the countless paths that had been left in the way of the crowd. And the miscellaneous knights behind the large group of people also reacted early, the knights who were slashing among the people retreated, and the scattered teams gathered, and they all spread their horses and rode their bows, buckled their arrows and recognized the strings, ready to meet these Song army armored horsemen who suddenly killed!

These Hu cavalry, who came to chase and kill the people, are not much worse than Zhou Tai and their men and horses in terms of fatigue, but they have only survived until now by relying on the false fire of slaughtering and looting the people who have no ability to resist. Zhou Tai and the others suddenly attacked from the east, and they were blocked by the people, unable to raise the speed of the horses. Turning around and fleeing, he was burdened with a lot of property, and he could never escape the pursuit of these knights of the Han family who came like wolves and tigers, and at this time, he could only hold on and prepare to fight to the end.

However, when these knights covered up in front of them, the Hu cavalry were horrified to find that the brave and fierce spirit of this iron cavalry was by no means something they could resist.

This is the strong army of the Southern Dynasties that met in Luling!

The feather arrows flew, and the athletes beside Zhou Tai suddenly had more than a dozen horsemen rolling down into the dust, but these hundreds of knights were not stopped a little, and everyone burst out of their chests with a heart-rending roar and crashed into the Hu cavalry brigade!

The sound of men and horses colliding loudly, and the sound of blades entering flesh sounded in all directions. For a while, what resounded in front of Loufu County was the screams of these jackal-like miscellaneous Tartars!

Countless blades waved, horses, lances, spears, spears, and iron bones, slashing and smashing in the Zahu team, in front of these elite divisions with the most well-equipped, the most powerful combat power, and the most victorious battles in the past few years, the Zahu knights had no ability to resist, or they had a bloody hole in their bodies, or their heads with fur hats were smashed into rotten watermelons, and they fell from their horses one after another.

Zhou Tai rushed to the front, the horse lance circled left and right, every flash, it was a Hu horse off the horse, Zhou Tai still couldn't help moving forward, the crotch mount gasped violently and flew with four hooves, and was trampled into the dust by the Zahu knight under Zhou Tai's stabbing horse!

Every Divine Commander has tried their best to do their best, with all their blood and bravery, the pride of all their strong troops, and all the tradition of never dying in battle with the Tartars, after this continuous hundreds of miles of running, before the unstoppable Tartar raging tide along the way, they have killed one with great pleasure!

The people in the Dao, looking at everything in front of them stupidly, seemed to still can't believe that these fierce and vicious Tartars who chased and killed them all the way were shot down from their horses like the Song army chopping melons and vegetables, and these murderous Tartars who did not blink an eye were also screaming, wailing, and crying!

An old man with a few teeth missing, his white hair fluttering in the wind, suddenly laughed miserably: "It's better to come than not to come!" You Tartars, return the lives of my sons and daughters-in-law, and the lives of my grandsons! ”

The old man trembled and touched a stone on the side of the road, gritted his teeth and pounced on the Tartars who had been knocked off their horses and crawled around, and lifted the stone and smashed it on the head of a Tartar, and the laughter became louder and louder.

"You're going to die, too!"

How many people, at this time, roared angrily, raised their sticks, picked up stones, turned over and pounced, and pounced on the fallen Tartars. Even the woman screamed and rushed up, even if she bit it with her teeth, she would bite a tartar to death, and the blood of the people of the Han family was finally infected by the blood of the Shence Army, and it completely broke out at this moment!

In an instant, in such a battle, two or three hundred Zahu knights who came after him in the first place were cut down by Zhou Taibu and these people, and only a few survived, crying and fleeing to the west.

When there was no more Hu Qi in front of him, the horse lance in Zhou Tai's hand suddenly became so heavy that he could no longer hold it, and hung down softly, in order to flow down the handle of the lance, and the place where he started was slippery and sticky.

How many people looked at the banner around Zhou Tai and cried loudly: "Why did you come?" ”

Hundreds of Shence soldiers rode in armor, panting and red-eyed, trying their best to sit on horseback, facing the cries and questions of these thousands of people.

Suddenly, Zhou Tai roared again: "Cheer up, the Tartars are here again!" ”

Hundreds of horsemen looked westward, and saw that on the western skyline, there were even more figures of Hu cavalry pouring out, groups of teams, several times larger than the previous scale, holding bows and swords from afar, preparing for the impact!

Zhou Tai's army has already fought to the extent that other armies of the Great Song Dynasty are absolutely unable to do it. But at this time, they still instigated the horses, ten people into a fire, fifty people into a team, and one hundred people into Chengdu. The standard cavalry battle formation was listed, and a blade with a handle that had been stained with Tartar blood stretched out and pointed firmly at the Tartar horsemen who came from the west.

Zhou Tai grinned at the people: "With us here, you can go east with confidence!" The army of King Jin is coming, and these Tartars can't win! ”

After saying to the people, Zhou Tai patted the horse again, let the crotch mount go around the front of the formation, and patted the horse's neck, but found that the mount's sweat was not very good.

As a veteran cavalryman, how could Zhou Tai not know that the mount under his crotch had also reached the point of exhaustion? But the faithful war horse still tried his best to take a step, carrying Zhou Tai slowly to the front of the formation, every step down, the horse's legs were trembling slightly, but he always insisted on not falling.

Hundreds of war horses that have followed their masters for several years are like this, and these hundreds of athletes, how can they be an exception? But regardless of the people, they are still arranged in a formation like a mountain, just waiting for Zhou Tai's order!

Zhou Tai finally came to the front of the formation, and the two guards followed, and once again opened the red flag of the Shence Army, and commanded the flag to make a triangle, with white teeth, splashing in the wind. It's like a flame that never goes out.

Zhou Tai proudly stepped forward immediately, and he didn't know how to get the strength again, and the horse lance of thirteen catties and seven taels was raised again, pointing at the Zahu Brigade that covered the western skyline.

The Shence army is here, no matter when, no matter where it is, it is always this Shence army brought out by the King of Jin that should be in front of you.

Tartar, do you dare to rush over again?

Surunu is a noble man in the southern tribe of the Zahu Desert.

Mo Nan's thirty surname is Tatar, and life has not been easy these years. Several tribes in the north of the desert are strong, and they are constantly oppressing the scattered sand in the south of the desert. I originally hoped that after the collapse of the Khitans, who had been pressing on their heads, they would be able to enter the Liao people's Xijing Road and loot them fiercely. All the ministries in Monan sent envoys back and forth to meet the alliance for joint action.

Who would have thought that there was a more ferocious Jurchen!

Some of the 30 Tatar tribes in Monan participated in the resistance organized by the Liao people in Xijing Dao, and as a result, they were beaten by the Jurchen army.

But compared to the Khitan, which was almost fed, the Jurchen Western Route Army was like a hungry wolf!

In the past two years, the southern Mo tribe, cattle and sheep, births, Ding Zhuang, grain and grass, have been repeatedly looted by the Jurchen West Road army again and again. This time, Zong Han forcibly pushed the troops to the south in winter, and the southern tribe of Mo was almost swept away, and the teams transporting livestock and grain were endless.

On this winter day, I don't know how many old and weak people of the southern desert tribe starved to death.

In order for the southern Mo tribe to continue to survive and survive the spring famine, this time the Jurchen expedition to the auxiliary army light cavalry, the southern Mo tribe Ding Zhuang almost came out empty, and their losses had to be made up for from the Southern Dynasty!

But after thirty Tatars gathered four or five thousand men and horses to join the army gathered by Zong Han in Datong Mansion in Xijing, they found that these light horsemen in their own house were not regarded as the same thing as the Jurchens at all.

All the way south, doing the hardest work, grain and military supplies can only see what can be grabbed. From top to bottom, the Jurchen military horses drove them like dogs, but whenever there was oil and water, it would not be their turn to be a miscellaneous beard, until the arrival of Yinkeshu.

This former Jurchen heavy general, when he came to lead their mixed army and horses, looked depressed, emaciated and haggard, and did not even bring a single one of the Jurchen Mouke, and it was rumored that Yin Keshu was degraded. (To be continued.) )