Lu Junyi turned to one side again, let go of this iron bone, and stretched out his hand on his arm, no matter how old this Jurchen armor is riding crotch, under the belt, it has already fallen into the snow and dust, and the follow-up war horse told to follow, and in the scream, I don't know how many times I was trampled on by the chaotic horse for a while! In an instant, Lu Junyi, as the spearhead of the whole army, had already deeply crashed into the first cavalry of the Jurchen Brigade! Although he was empty-handed for a while, he still had only one goal, which was the silver technique under the black tooth banner that hunted and danced!

For a while, I don't know how many blades stabbed towards Lu Junyi, Lu Junyi was a little belly of the horse, and the mount under his crotch was worthy of a well-trained war horse, and he took a step sideways, and collided sideways with a Jurchen armored horse next to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lu Junyi slashed his hand, and the Jurchen armor rode unsteadily, fell sideways, and leaned in front of Lu Junyi, becoming a meat shield! There was a pop sound, and in an instant, the unlucky Jurchen Jia rode on two horse lances and hit the iron bones three times, and the dirty blood spurted out, and Lu Junyi's breastplate was dripping with blood stains, and outside the melee, I heard Yang Zaixing roaring: "General!" Use my big gun! ”

At this time, Yang Zaixing, who was originally rushing to the front of the south, stabbed the horse's belly full of blood when he turned his head to charge, and forcibly surpassed the front of the north, only behind Lu Junyi!

In the shouting, he had already thrown the big gun in his hand towards Lu Junyi, and a Jurchen armor rider took advantage of his throwing gun to collide, Yang Zaixing kicked the horse's belly again, collided head-on, gave way sideways, stretched out his hand and clamped the neck of the Jurchen armor rider under his armpit, roared and fought with his arms, and with a bang, the neck of the Jurchen armor rider was twisted by Yang Zaixing!

The big gun flew towards Lu Junyi like a dragon, but Lu Junyi roared angrily: "I keep it at home, I won't take it by myself?" With a slight tilt of his head, his left hand had already caught the big gun, and he swung half a circle slightly, and at the same time blocked the Jurchen armor that pounced on him, he threw the big gun back towards Yang Zaixing with his backhand!

Also by the momentum of twisting and throwing the spear, the right hand pulled out the saber at the waist, Yang Ling personally confessed in the Great Song Dynasty Bianliang arsenal to find out, the sword made of Uzbailian refined steel has been twisted to swing a forest cold light, the sword light reaches, blood flies, the armor is flat, the head of Yang Zaixing slashed the big gun flying back and forth in the air, swinging and stabbing, in front of the two Jurchen armor riders suddenly one was shot in the throat, one face door has more blood holes, turned over and fell from the horse.

Behind Yang Zaixing, the soldiers of the Song Army of the brigade finally followed, and collided with the Jurchen armor cavalry fiercely, and the sound of the fight was suddenly ten times stronger! The long blades staggered in the air, and the two horses either staggered or simply collided together, and the long neighing fell on the snow, and the knights fell to the ground, as if entangled in each other.

People continue to fall off the horse, blood splashed everywhere, this riding battle, from the beginning has reached the peak, Lu Junyi is in the forefront, has snatched a horse lance, left lance and right sword, vertical and horizontal, step by step forward hard top, and in the large group of melee behind him, Yang Zaixing blood robe white horse big gun, even stabbing with poke, even split with smash, there is no enemy in front of the horse, Luda stepped down and fought, relying on the two layers of cowhide tent on his body, stabbed and smashed, but shook twice, it was not serious, and he tore off a famous horse Jurchen armorer, Just throw it around in the middle of the battle!

The rest of the Song army soldiers all fought desperately, Xue Yong also stood in front of the formation, a single knife circled and flew, killing heartily, Shi Yong was close to her side, and did not fight much, but if the Jurchen armor rider threatened Xue Yong's safety, the horse lance in Shi Yong's hand was also very damaged, and the elusive one had already stabbed two or three, and I don't know what, Shi Yong's mount had already died in the collision, and Shi Yong had already changed a horse in the chaos!

And on his body, there is still no injury at all! It will be a fierce general, and the pawn is an elite pawn, so the elite of the Han family's armed forces, even if it is strong with the Jurchen armor, from the very beginning, it can't be covered! I saw that the Song army armor with Lu Junyi as the spearhead killed layer by layer, and saw that after a few more layers, he was about to kill in front of Yin Keshu!

Lu Lu was covered in cold sweat, he was covered in the two rows in front of Yin Keshu, more than 20 Jurchen armor riders were firmly lined up on the human wall, and the Yin Keshu circle was protected in the middle, the two armies collided, Du Lu saw these Jurchen sons and daughters who were crisscrossing the Liao, destroying the enemy and destroying the country, known as the strongest Jurchen sons in the world, were killed in an instant, and the Song army soldiers regardless of life and death, advanced layer by layer, even if they were injured and fell off the horse, they also forcibly supported the horse's legs, and those few Nanren generals were even more beyond Lulu's imagination, so brave, where is still the manpower available?

Lu Junyi was even more murderous than at that time, he saw his horse lance and long sword flying, and the layers of Jurchen armor were killed, and the whole person seemed to be stained with blood.

Lu Lu was shocked, just die here, even if it is death, it can't make these Nanren who have killed too many Jurchen sons better, Lu Lu stepped on the saddle and got up, and looked around, the two winged iron horses rolled up the snow and dust like a wall and surged desperately here, but they just came together, I was afraid that the Nanren warriors in front of them had already killed in front of Yin Keshu!

Dulu suddenly yelled bitterly: "Release the arrow!" Shoot the arrows! Armor-piercing heavy arrows! We're dying with these southerners! After a shout, Lu Lu had already stood up, straight to Lu Junyi, his crotch strength had fallen to the maximum, firmly stuck to the saddle, he was the only remaining henchman under the command of Yin Keshu, Hu Lu died, Nehai died, those brothers who fought all the way are dead, what are you doing alive?

Even if he was stabbed through the heart by the Nanren general, he could insist on not falling off the horse, how to add a hole to him, in an instant, Lu Lu had already crashed into the two Jurchen armorers in front of him, the horse lance trembled slightly, and pointed directly to Lu Junyi's chest and abdomen, this horse lance was firmly sandwiched under his armpit with one hand, seven in the front and three in the back, keeping the center of gravity perfectly balanced.

The other hand was tightly clasped by the saddle iron beam, even if he was stabbed by Lu Junyi first, Lu Lu firmly believed that his family would never fall, how to send his own lance out, in an instant, Lu Lu had already pounced on Lu Junyi's side, Lu Junyi had just slashed over a Jurchen armor rider with a sword, and saw a white sable Jurchen army general urging the horse to rush forward, and the horse lance in his hand had reached the attack range but had not yet been sent.

In the fierce battle, how did Lu Junyi know that the Yin Keshu general Du Lu had already made up his mind to die, he didn't do it first, just sent it out casually, and castrated like electricity. The Jurchen army general will also suffer this call first, and he will be angry and angry. With the last roar of his life, he leaned forward instead, facing the lance, waiting for a lance to pierce in.

Lu will send the blade in his hand steadily, this Yin Keshu's last henchman and guard, is a slave born from the Wanyan Jurchen tribe and other tribes who captured and captured, even among the semi-barbaric Jurchen tribes, his status is extremely low, and he fought all the way up from the bottom. Since the Jurchen army began, Lu Lu has been seriously injured six times, two of which make people think that he almost can't survive.

So desperate, still called by other Jurchen nobles with slightly more noble backgrounds, still like a slave, until Yin Keshu found out his merits, he changed his fate, all the way to such a position, at this time today, Lu Lu will give Yin Keshu, a shot back to him, a soft sound, Lu Junyi in his hand horse lance, has broken into the chest, Lu Lu was shocked, still dead to the saddle iron beam, the body instead of forward, the lance and the sternum rubbed, making a tooth-aching sound.

And Lu Lu's face was distorted, at the most certain distance, a lance was sent out, and several Jurchen armor riders around Lu Lu were all staring at his final death battle with wide eyes, and Lu Junyi finally changed color slightly, the distance between the two had been pulled down and could not get closer, Lu Lu was dying, both stable and fast, where is there room to dodge?

When he was about to abandon the lance, he still twisted his wrist fiercely, and the blades of the two sides rolled in Lulu's chest, and the wound was suddenly expanded into a bloody hole, and this last blow completely cut off Lulu's tenacious vitality.

The Jurchen general's eyes widened, and he still maintained the posture of stabbing straight with the lance, and the horse lance trembled slightly, and it had already reached the end, but this last thorn still fell in the air, and several Jurchen armored horsemen shouted: "Lulu!" ”

Lu Lu's sturdy body shook on the horse, I don't know where to get the strength from, with the horse lance that penetrated the body, abandoned the saddle and pounced forward, with the last bit of strength, the iron cyan war horse that Lu Junyi was riding fell to the ground, and in the tragic neighing of the war horse, the remaining Jurchen armored horsemen all had red eyes, and they all let out a terrible beast roar, no matter how they stepped down immediately, they rushed towards Lu Junyi to roll the saddle and get off the horse!

Yang Zaixing and Lu Da had already rushed to the front at this moment, only seven or eight steps away from Lu Junyi, and during the fierce fight, they saw that Lu Junyi suddenly disappeared, and the Jurchen armor rode like crazy and rushed towards the place where he was just now!

Yang Zaixing also roared angrily: "General! The big gun was drawn out like a flash, and the Jurchen armor rider in front of him was swept off the horse like a lightning strike, and it was still in the air, and Luda, who followed up, hit it with a hammer, and the unlucky Jurchen armor rider was lifted half a day high, Yang Zaixing Luda immediately stepped down, shot and hammered, and desperately rushed towards the place where Lu Junyi was!

And just when Lu Lu was doing the final battle to the death, the Jurchen armor cavalry that came from both wings finally discovered the crisis of Yinkeshu, almost the same number of two cavalry troops hedged, less than half a moment of exercise, the most elite part of Yinkeshu's command, was killed on his back, and layer by layer was broken, and the southerners were about to be killed under the Yinkeshu tooth banner, Yinkeshu was defeated, and they were directly led by the guards and soldiers of the Moke Army, one of them counted as one, and they had to be killed.

And even if it is not Yin Keshu's direct collar Wei Mouke, without Yin Keshu, a nobleman, he is assigned to other nobles under the management of a small family, what prospects can he expect to be successful? The last shout of Dulu came, and the Jurchen armor soldiers who came desperately on both wings were all red-eyed and used their bows and arrows, all using armor-piercing heavy arrows, and there was no longer a distinction between the enemy and me, that is, a row of armor-piercing heavy arrows shot out at a very close distance forty or fifty steps away!

At such a distance, even if he used a riding bow to launch a heavy arrow with an armor-piercing cone, wearing two layers of heavy armor, he couldn't resist it, Shi Yong was like a spirit fox on the snow, and he rushed to Xue Yong's side who fell face down in the snow like a lightning bolt, the armor-breaking heavy arrow swept past his ears, and the strong wind wiped his face with pain, but Shi Yong didn't care. Not to mention that the horse's hooves were flying, and his face was hideous, and he was about to approach the Jurchen armor in front of him, but he just went to pull Xue Yong, and shouted repeatedly: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!" ”

Xue Yong's body trembled slightly, and was pulled up by Shi Yong, the armor-piercing heavy arrow shot in from his shoulder and back, and entered the flesh very deeply, Shi Yong's eyes were red, but he didn't dare to move, don't say whether this is the place to start the arrow, it is the rear army, where the stability is, the army injured Kelang will have a headache when he sees such a deep feather arrow into the flesh, and if he is not careful, the kung fu of the arrow can kill people.

Fortunately, Xue Yong was helped up by Shi Yong and breathed, just opening his mouth to breathe and spraying blood foam, thinking that this arrow at least scratched the lung lobe, the old soldier in the army, the natural toughness is far greater than ordinary people, just now the arrow fell off the horse, Xue Yong fell and closed his breath, when Shi Yong helped him up, he had already eased up a little, and only then did he get together, Xue Yong gasped and looked around, and immediately reacted to what the situation was, regardless of the trauma, he gave Shi Yong a slap: "Don't you go to cover the lady, and fight with the general?" ”

Shi Yong stubbornly didn't let go: "The master can't die, brother-in-law, we are in one place!" Xue Yong still wanted to say something, the slap just now was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't scold for a while, but in front of him, in the snow and dust, the Jurchen armor horse had already rushed closer and closer!

The rain of arrows is still roaring in the air, the soldiers of the Song army have fallen off their horses, many people struggle to get up from the snow, touch the blades and hold the blades, if there is no blade, they simply pinch a pair of fine fists, facing the Jurchen armored cavalry with wings surging forward like a wall, ready to try their best to block them a little, so that General Lu can kill in front of Yin Keshu!

Even if you die, you have to drag this Tartar with you today! Dozens of steps away, the Jurchen armor cavalry is coming in an instant, these Jurchen Tartar armor horses are all red-eyed, from the Yingzhou City Fortress to the present, they have too many casualties in this Nanren military horse, no matter whether the strength of the Yinkeshu Department after this battle is a big injury, it can no longer become an important part of the Jurchen West Route Army, and today I will bury this Nanren military horse without leaving anything here!

A Jurchen Pu Liyan rushed to the front, the war horse was foaming at the mouth, the horse's belly was dripping with blood, all the wounds were stepped on by the spurs, the spear in Pu Liyan's hand stretched forward, and he was ready to put Shi Yong who was holding Xue Yong in one place, the spear approached with a strong wind, Shi Yong was holding Xue Yong is fierce one, and he was also short, and the spear was no more and no less.

The Jurchen Pu Liyan poked the air and swept away, Shi Yong's short body seemed to have predicted his follow-up, not only let this spear sweep away, but Shi Yong also fought for a little time. With one hand, he took out the short knife at his waist and poked it into the belly of the horse, and the war horse galloped forward. Without Shi Yong's strength, a long wound suddenly opened on the side of the horse, and the blue-gray horse intestines slid down together with hot air mixed with dirty blood, and the war horse neighed and fell to the ground, driving the Pu Liyan to fall hard in the snow, Shi Yong didn't have time to catch up and make up for a knife, and the Jurchen armor rode up again. (To be continued.) )