A Jurchen armored horseman, picked up the spear violently, smashed it into two on the leg, and then cried loudly, no matter what direction, the horse galloped away, between heaven and earth, only to hear the Jurchen armored horseman, like a wounded beast howling echoes!

Yang Zhi rode alone, according to pick up the Pu knife, across his own sons and daughters and Jurchen armor riding in front of the horse, riding a horse and walking slowly, he was alone there, hundreds of sons and daughters felt like Mount Tai's peace, and the hundreds of Jurchen armor riders, looking at Yang Zhi in front of him alone, it was like looking at a mountain!

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The Jurchen armored cavalry gathered in the original has as many as seven or eight hundred people, and there are more infantry troops to follow, and almost all the men and horses under the command of Wanyan Lou have been gathered, but this army and horses only silently traveled north, and finally stopped at the south entrance to the mountain pass hundreds of paces away.

Every Jurchen army soldier has a gloomy face, although the appearance is still the elite of the strong Jurchen Western Route Army, but the experienced generals glance at it, and they know that the morale of this army and horse has collapsed for a while, and it is difficult to raise it back without a considerable victory, and the southern army and horse they sent off have disappeared in the mountain pass after covering hundreds of miles, responding to the defenders of Ulzhou, breaking through the camp, and capturing their own main general.

And in front of his horse, Wanyan Lou Room finally put it down and stood in the middle of the ground, and Yang Zhi had a simple knife in his hand, which was on his shoulder, Wanyan Lou Room tried his best to stand up straight, not losing his prestige as a Jurchen heavy general, but these nearly a thousand Jurchen horses, more foot soldiers from various ethnic groups in the Northland, all eyes fell on Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi didn't bother to talk to Wanyan Lou Room, just immediately here, waiting for the sound of the hooves of his own men and horses to go away, and the Jurchen horses and horses hundreds of steps away in front of him were even more useless in his eyes. When the time was almost up, Yang Ling raised the handle of the knife and knocked on Yan Lou's shoulder: "Let's go!" ”

Although it was a Tartar for Hulu, Yang Ling didn't bother to break his promise, so he let Yang Zhiyi have the audacity to put it here, just a Tartar general, as long as he was in battle. Are you still afraid of killing less? As long as the people in the upper position dare to use these good sons and daughters of ours to fight!

The people in the upper position must not only dare to let the good sons and daughters of the Han family who are never lacking to fight, but also let these good sons and daughters fight willingly, and make good use of them to fight, and also eradicate those who are not lacking in the upper positions who pull their hind legs!

After Yan Lou moved his almost frozen body, he looked back at Yang Zhi deeply, and staggered towards his own army formation in the north, and Yang Ling was not in a hurry to leave. Anyway, he rode on his own house, and the war horse under the crotch was also a good horse, and he would raise his strength back, and now he was still chewing the good beans with a clattering sound, Yang Zhi pulled the reins, and the crotch mount turned around obediently, but climbed up along the mountain rock next to him.

The mountain next to the pass is not steep, and there is a rain crack ditch washed out of the road. It didn't take much effort for this Liaodong iron blue horse to climb on a big rock halfway up the mountain, and immediately climbed on the stone. In front of him is the vast land, that is, the original black pressure like ants of the Tartar Hu Qi, all motionless, did not step forward to meet the Wanyan Lou room staggering and struggling to the north in the ground, and then look north, is the Ulzhou City Fortress. It is the Han family that has been reduced to foreign races for hundreds of years, and the Liao Empire has collapsed, but the Jurchen Huqi is here again.

This time, we have to temporarily give up this great river and mountain, and further north. I don't know how many fierce Jurchen iron horsemen are flocking south!

Yang Ling patted Yang Zhi's shoulder from behind, "Let's go, I will always bring you back here in the future and fight again!" ”

Having said that, even with Yang Ling's strong will, he couldn't help but feel a little bottomless at this moment, how many military horses can he fight? Can you stop the Jurchen Western Route Army, which has the advantage?

In addition to the Jurchen Western Route Army, there is an equally powerful Eastern Route Army entrenched in front of Yandi, and how many Han military horses can fight there?

After repeatedly fighting with the Jurchen Tartars, Yang Ling realized how powerful the destructive power of such a Hu cavalry was! But the force of the Great Song Dynasty is at an unprecedented trough, and the situation is so sinister that the Liao people penetrated deep into Hebei when the Tanyuan Alliance was in place!

On this side, Wanyan Lou Room saw that he was about to approach the array of his own horses, and then Wanyan Lou Room saw clearly that none of these family members and henchmen fell on their own families, and they all raised their heads to look at the high places in the distance.

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The wind was too strong at night, in the Flying Fox Trail, it was even more whining and whining like a ghost crying wolf, Gao Pet's body moved, and finally woke up, touching the couch, wet, all covered with sweat, but the body turned out to be unprecedentedly relaxed in the past few days, and his mind was also sober, Gao Pet took a long breath, and he was considered to have survived out of the ghost gate.

From the sleepless gallop to Ulzhou in the south, and then to tear through the five Jurchen defense lines in one night, the Niutoushan gun picks the iron pulley, and the gourd Daosheng captures Yan Lou's room, all the way to the bloody rain and bloody wind, Gao Pet is so tired that he falls down, the wind and cold enter the lungs, the high fever does not go away, and the energy and physical strength are almost exhausted.

Yang Ling ordered to snatch his life back, and a group of people sent him to the most stable flying fox mouth after decoction and soup, and poured it down for him every day, and a brazier was built in the house, and several layers of mattresses were wrapped in him to help him sweat, and there were people who came to help him watch the brazier every day, so as not to get charcoal, and also helped him scrub his body, so as not to get sores.

Gao Pet's illness this time is very fierce, although Feihukou tried his best to save it here, but after all, there is no special medicine such as antibiotics - that is, Yang Ling's own family occasionally felt cold in this era, and he was still scared, and Gao Pet was burned groggy for a few days, and when it was most serious, he was full of nonsense, and many people felt that this fierce general could not be snatched back from the hands of the Lord of Hades.

In the end, it was the body that was boiled out on weekdays, and the enough vitality of young people played a role, I don't know how, in this night, Gao Pet woke up, only to feel that all the illnesses on his body were gone, and he was very relaxed.

The house he is in is one of the residences of the Flying Fox Mouth soldiers, but it is just a simple wooden house, there are many skins here and they are worthless, the house is full of walls to avoid the cold wind, Gao Chong's heart is relieved, God has finally taken care of his own family, as long as this life is not endless, in the future, the Jurchen Tartars will be made to shed 10,000 times the blood, to comfort the robe that will stay in Ulzhou forever! (To be continued.) )