All the way east, the corpses looked at each other on the way, escorting these people Jurchen Tartars, killing people at every turn, and those who were lucky enough to be alive every day felt that they were struggling on the way to hell with no end in sight, what am I still alive for? What is the meaning of my life like this? Why don't you let these Jurchen Tartars hack themselves to death with a single knife so that they can be reunited with their family?

Every day, when Duan Yu was a little sober, he was asking himself this question repeatedly, but there was always something that made this scholar scribe who was useless except for reading exams gritted his teeth and continued to struggle for his life.

Then he and the surviving people of Yu Tu filled in the sea of corpses and blood under Shuozhou City today!

Before Duan Yu, there were already teams of civilians, who were filled into the battlefield in the merciless slaughter and drive of the Jurchens, crying and falling down in rows in the rain of arrows, filling in and ditching with soil sacs and their own corpses, and piling up blood-colored mountains of earth under the city.

Han'er's life is as low as an ant on this battlefield dominated by the Hu people.

In the end, it was Duan Yu's turn to fill in the battlefield, the Jurchen Tartars didn't even do it themselves, they followed the back of the team with a menacing attitude, and slaughtered the people at the end of the team without saying anything, and the people standing in front finally reacted, screaming and rushing to the city!

I don't know how many people cried and shouted: "We are the people of the Great Song Dynasty!" Let's just throw three bags of soil! ”

On the low Shuozhou city wall in the smoke and dust, just round after round of arrow rain flew out, falling on the people of the Han family, splashing countless blood flowers, when stumbling under the city wall, the soles of the feet were all soft corpses, and when everyone fell, they all opened their eyes wide, and they didn't bat at death. It's as if something is waiting.

Everything around him turned a blood-red color, Duan Yu just gasped and struggled forward, the soil bag wrapped in a tattered robe seemed to be as heavy as a mountain on his shoulders, and every breath was a hot pain in his lungs.

Countless arrows swept over and around him, but they always got out of the way of him. Duan Yu couldn't help but have someone around him screaming and falling.

Why am I still alive? Why am I not dead yet? What am I waiting for? What is the subtle words in the book of saints to deal with such a hell?

Who can tear through such blood?

Someone in the back was hit by an arrow and fell heavily on Duan Yu's body, he fell to the ground, struggled to get up again, and continued to stagger forward, crossing the trench with both hands and feet. I finally saw the Shuozhou city wall wrapped in smoke and blood!

On the city wall, a sergeant and a strong man poked out at the battlement, and from the crossbow and the bow in their hands, round after round of arrows rained.

But Duan Yu didn't hate them at all, because on the faces of these people in the city, Duan Yu clearly saw that tears had already covered their faces! Everyone gritted their teeth, and everyone's hateful eyes were cast on the Jurchen military formation behind the people!

At this moment, Duan Yu only hated himself for not understanding it early enough. The Hedong Forbidden Army, the world's forbidden army has rotted into a puddle of mud. However, some people still suppressed the Jinyang Army, so many military village passes, so many cities, why is there no one, including himself, like the people of the Jinyang Army. Stand in front of the Jurchen Tartar army and fight them to the death!

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the rain of arrows in the city suddenly stopped at this moment, and those soldiers and soldiers and people were strong, and they all opened their voices and shouted: "Get out of the way!" Get out of the way! ”

The people who threw themselves under the walls. At this time, he was stunned, standing still, still carrying a soil bag on his back, and at this time, the south gate of Shuozhou had been opened inward!

A horse took the lead, the armor was quite strong, the helmet was blood-red, and the iron face was hideous, this armorer, the horse's hooves splashed with blood-soaked soil, and the horse's lance pointed forward, straight to the direction of the distant silversmith Ke Dazhen!

More horses' hooves roared like thunder, and in the midst of everyone's gaze, more armored knights poured out of the city gates, they were silent, not making a sound, each with a long sword in their hands, like a pioneer armor, firmly pointing forward!

In front of these armor soldiers, more people are being driven into battle by the Jurchen Tartars at the same time, and the Jurchen Tartars and Zahu arrays standing on both sides are already moving to both sides, giving way to the passage, and from here to where the silver magic can be, it is the time of emptiness.

Amid the roaring hooves of horses, a roar erupted from the city wall: "Kill the Tartars!" ”

Kill the Tartars? Kill the Tartars! Kill the Tartars!

Duan Yu, who was in a daze, seemed to wake up from this nightmare, watching those armor soldiers raise the horse speed to the highest from the beginning, and rushed forward without hesitation!

Those who poured out of the city gate were only hundreds or nearly a thousand horsemen, and in front of them, even if there were some Jurchen Tartars and Zahu military horses in the array, how could there be thousands?

But the spears and horses of these armor soldiers are always pointing forward!

What is this life struggling for now? It's revenge, it's just revenge...... As long as there are people, they can lead us to revenge!

A sentence read in a book, lightning usually appears in the chest.

Can the Ninth Lady take revenge?

Although it is a hundred generations!

Duan Yu laughed miserably, dropped the soil bag, reached out and touched the ground, I don't know where to pick up a stone, cried loudly, and reflexively followed the galloping armor soldiers, stumbling towards the array of tartars!

An iron shovel was knocked down with a fierce wind, and the man holding the shovel was a young man with horizontal and vertical scars on his face, small eyes and hooked nose, and it was terrifying to look at.

This ugly young man was dressed in the armor and robe of the Jinyang Army, and the reins were firmly wrapped around his left arm to facilitate the use of strength when the horse was fighting, standing up with both feet in the stirrups, leaning forward, and smashing the wedge down, the crotch of the war horse was pressed to the waist, and the four hooves dug out the dust of the boss, obviously this mace has used the strength of life!

Suffering from this is a Jurchen knight, wearing half armor without a helmet, looking at the shape of the armor, it is also like the armor captured from the Song army, compared to the Liao armor used by the Jurchens before, the armor used by the Song army immediately has poor protection, but it is lighter, and it is also the shape that was used in the Song army when there were not many good horses and could only reduce the weight of the armor.

However, for the Jurchen knights who have to undertake the task of sentry hard detectives, it is more popular, and this kind of armor does not need to be packed in the armor bag, it can be directly draped on the body to explore dozens of miles, and the action is much more flexible.

This Jurchen knight was already covered in blood. After the fight, he was so tired that he didn't even have time to raise the long knife in his hand. Thanks to the fact that he was only wearing a Song people's half-armor on his body, he moved flexibly, picked up his left foot and slipped to the right, and actually let go of this fierce split.

There was a muffled thud, then the bones breaking, and finally the long screams and neighing of the horses. This mace fell on the saddle, not only smashed the wooden saddle to pieces, sawdust flew everywhere, but a majestic Liaodong horse broke tendons and fractured, and fell to the ground with a long neigh!

The Jurchen armor soldier fell down with the mount, and the Song army armor soldier who wielded the sword pulled out his saber and was about to pick up the stirrups and dismount to make up for it, but a horse rushed out next to him, and the horse lance reached out from a distance, and when he swept past the Jurchen armor who was pressed to the ground by the war horse and struggled hard, the lance was around his throat. Even the blood fountain rose up with bubbles, and the esophagus and trachea were cut off by this area, and the gods could not be saved.

The gaze moved away from the side of the Jurchen armor warrior who had died, within a radius of dozens of zhang, hundreds of cavalry armor soldiers rode horses and fought fiercely together, and from time to time someone fell, among these more than 100 horses, they were wearing different types of armor. The Jurchens in disorganized clothes were only twenty or thirty horsemen, and the Jinyang army armor soldiers who were hunting and dancing with red tassels occupied an absolute advantage. But in such a melee. Casualties on both sides. It's still close to one-to-one.

In addition to the more than 100 horsemen who fought hand-to-hand battles, there were more Song army knights who outflanked them from both wings, cutting off the retreat of these Jurchen knights. It's the idea of killing them all!

At this time, the fight was nearing the end, and it was Niu Gao who made up for the last shot with a lance. He searched for a gap and floated in, still showing the ruthless skills of the old horseman.

The ugly-faced armorer saw that Niu Gao finally came to pick up the bargain, so he glared at Niu Gao fiercely, turned around and left with a curse in his mouth. Go and hurry up to find another Jurchen Tartar to fight, the wolf has more meat and less meat, but you have to hurry!

After a short sprint, Niu Gao had already begun to gasp heavily, and at this time he tried his best to suppress his heavy breathing and raised the lance high: "Take the live mouth!" ”

It was the ugly-faced armor soldier again, flying like a horse to the side of a war group, several Song army armor soldiers were fighting to the death around a Jurchen knight, the Jurchen knight seemed to be a leading general, with a long knife in his right hand and a short spear in his left hand, he controlled the mount to turn around with his legs, trying his best to sweep out a circle, and he was covered in blood and fought to the end.

The ugly-faced armor soldier instead put away the iron shovel, and the horse crashed into the battle group, the Jurchen knight pulled a spear, he grabbed it, the two sides competed, the strength was actually comparable, no one was stronger than whom, several Song army armor soldiers next to them looked at the cheap, and they were about to surround and arrest people, the ugly face armor soldier roared angrily, picked the stirrup waist and exerted force, and actually knocked down the Jurchen Tartar immediately, and the two of them rolled down to the dust when they were entangled and scuffled!

The surrounding fighting, at this moment is already the end, the ugly-faced armor was knocked down, it was the last surviving Jurchen Tartar, all the best when fighting, seeing that this was the last living mouth, several Song army armor soldiers shouted together: "Stay alive, little Tartar, stay alive!" ”

The ugly-faced armor soldier strangled the Jurchen knight and landed heavily, and in the dust, he smashed a hard punch into the face of the Jurchen knight who was still desperately struggling to resist!

With a muffled pop, the ugly-faced armorer wore iron gloves and smashed the Jurchen knight's nose into his face, and the blood splattered, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

Niu Gao rode his horse and rushed over, and when he saw this scene, he immediately scolded: "The little tartar of the straight mother thief!" ”

The ugly-faced armor soldier got up slowly, rolled his eyes and looked at Niu Gao, without saying a word, or a cavalry commander who had been following Niu Gao next to him to persuade him: "I have also captured the living mouth in front, not those words, we have killed the Jurchen army formation here from the south gate, and we can't see the city, now Shuozhou has not been down, and the silver art can be pressed in Shuozhou before desperately attacking the city, it seems that it is also using the strength of milk, not Shuozhou does not dare to pounce on Yanmen Pass, kill to Taiyuan, this almost twenty miles to kill, There are only these two teams of Jurchen Tartars who collided, and you don't need to ask to know that Shuozhou is fighting hard! ”

Niu Gao's face was covered with dust, and he glared at the ugly-faced armorer fiercely. Only then did he sigh: "The straight lady thief is going to fight a bad battle around Shuozhou City, hurry up and sort out the team, or we cavalry take the lead, continue to move forward, don't wait for the people and horses who are coming slowly!" ”

The cavalry commander was also covered in blood, and there were still two heads hanging in front of the horse's neck, and he hesitated: "The sons are too tired, there are thousands of military horses in the vanguard, and the follow-up reinforcements may have arrived, should we wait for the follow-up brigade to catch up, and then concentrate on the formation and the Tartars to fight again?" ”

Niu Gao's eyes glared: "Where is this time?" Now Shuozhou is the eye of the storm, and we hurry up to fight at the West Gate again! We can't lose, we lose Shuozhou, what should we do in Taiyuan? What to do with Hedong? If we gather troops and march, it will be enough strength, at that time Yang Zhi was unlucky, Shuozhou City erected the banner of Jurchen Tartars, and our heads had to swing at the Taiyuan City Gate! ”

Yang Ling sent almost all the military horses that could be collected inside and outside Taiyuan City to the direction of Shuozhou, even if it was to add fuel to fight a bad battle, he had to hold this hole to the death, so as to win the time to adjust the strategic deployment!

The so-called troops capable of field warfare are piled up as many as they can.

Niu Gao was the first commander in the city to rush out and kill, Yang Ling added to him all the mules and horses that could be collected in Taiyuan City, and changed the command of several infantry troops to horseback footmen, and the movement was much faster, but the one who rushed to the front and opened the way while sentry was the only cavalry commander.

How important this war is to Yang Ling!

The Jinyang army led by Yang Zhi and Niu Gao will definitely not sit still in the city, and the Jurchens want to coerce the people to come, so the two of them will lead two elite soldiers and horses respectively, rush out of the city, and scatter the Jurchen Tartars who escorted the Han prisoners.

Niu Gao's department was the most anxious, the Jurchen Tartars had just launched the first wave of attack to rush out of the city, and the Jurchens did not expect that this Song army did not choose their usual advantage of defending the city, and was caught off guard by Niu Gao, and the pursuit and defeat of the soldiers were killed for dozens of miles, at this time Niu Gao almost did not stop at all, and he had to turn around and fight again. (To be continued.) )