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A stone bullet smashed the wall, and the wall, which was already swaying, finally couldn't support it, and fell apart in the exclamation of the Song army, and one by one the thick logs lay weakly in the ice and snow, no longer tall and strong as before.

The Mongolian infantry cavalry gave an earth-shaking cheer almost at the same time, this is a small village in the south, if their partial division that contains the strength of the Tianwu army can enter the camp one step faster than the main force, it is definitely a great achievement that cannot be ignored.

"Kill, kill in, let these southern barbarians see our capabilities well!" A commander rushed straight into the middle of the two Tianwu soldiers, swung his sword to hold the spear that stabbed him, and then slammed the Song soldier who was caught off guard by him into the Mongolian infantry that pounced one after another behind him, blood gushed out, and the Song soldier obviously hadn't understood what the situation was, and he had been slashed and killed by the Mongolian infantry with an almost hideous face.

The originally neat array dispersed in an instant, and the Mongol Han infantry hurriedly avoided both sides, while the Mongolian cavalry of the brigade came out of the crowd and rushed straight towards the huge gap. As long as the Mongol cavalry rushed into the camp, no matter how tenacious the Song army was, there was only one way to die.

"Shoot the shot!" Wang Jin's voice was a little hoarse, and his mind was also a little anxious and helpless.

The Song crossbowmen desperately pulled the trigger, while more than a dozen spearmen tried to stand as straight as they could, holding their spears up, trying to block the roaring Mongol cavalry with their slightly thin bodies. The incident happened suddenly, and the cart that was ready to plug the gap behind it was too late to push it up, and even the shield bearers were not in place, but this did not mean that the Song army spearmen would retreat if they lost their cover.

The Mongol cavalry slammed into the head of the spear, and the tip of the spear inevitably stabbed the horse or cavalry, but one after another the swords came out of the gap behind them, or cut the spear with a knife. or directly took the lives of the spearmen of the Song army.

At this critical juncture, the Mongolian cavalry even did not hesitate to exchange their lives for their lives, as long as they could break through the last thin defense line of the Tianwu Army, the entire southern village would be at their mercy. And broke through the line of spearmen. It can also deal with the Song Army crossbowmen who are constantly shooting in the back more calmly.

Unstoppable! Wang Jin knew very well in his heart that the Tianwu Army was no longer manpower in this section, and in other words, in all directions of the entire wall, there was no place where there were enough manpower. The left wing of the Tianwu Army has been crippled unconsciously.

A small village in the south. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it. Wang Jin felt a little lonely in his heart, and the red flag of the big village on the top of the mountain behind him was still fluttering arrogantly and high-spiritedly, indicating that Yang Bao was still trying his best to hold on. Now, if he gives up the small village in the south, it will be equivalent to the Tianwu Army losing to the Chinese army.

Although it is clear that the lives of the soldiers are very important, Wang Jin also wants to fight for breath, not to mention that the road to attack the mountain top village from the south is the shortest, if the south village is lost, the mountain top village may not be able to support it for too long.

"Brothers, go with so-and-so!" Wang Jin gritted his teeth, and now there was no other choice. I can only press it with all the people I can gather around me. Although most of these soldiers were lightly armoured foot soldiers, they could hold on for a moment.

At least the left wing of the Tianwu Army has done its best.

The crossbowmen retreated step by step, and a soldier violently held up Wang Jin's flag, symbolizing the banner of the commander of the left wing of the Tianwu Army dancing in the wind, under the banner, hundreds of soldiers with a tired look on their faces tried their last breath to rush towards the Mongolian cavalry that was getting closer and closer.

The foot soldiers against the cavalry, and they were all lightly armored foot soldiers with swords and shields, almost killing themselves, but now there was no choice. But now everyone in the left wing of the Tianwu Army did not hesitate, as if it was their duty to rush forward like this. As in duty bound.

Even several commanders of the Mongolian cavalry were taken aback, but when they found that the Song army's foot soldiers were charging, and the crossbowmen behind were slowly retreating, they also understood that these Song troops who suddenly killed wanted to use their lives to buy more time for the crossbowmen behind, and the soldiers of the Tianwu Army did not hesitate to kill them. Naturally, the Mongolian cavalry did not wait for the Song army's arrows in a daze, and the shock was shocked, and the bloody battle broke out in an instant.

"Go up!" More Song soldiers on both flanks roared and pounced on them, preventing the Mongol cavalry from fleeing in the other direction.

Tang Zhen also ran here quickly, his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he was constantly panting. Glancing at the melee in front, for the Song soldiers, the condescending Mongolian cavalry was almost a one-sided slaughter, but the Song soldiers were not so easy to provoke, one after another soldiers waved their swords hard, even if they couldn't cut people, they didn't make the horse feel good, and even after the sword and shield were chopped away by the swords of the Mongolian cavalry, they hugged the horse's legs to death, let the war horses neigh and kick, and let more people trample on their bodies!

This is the way of fighting, this is the foot soldiers of the Tianwu Army who are using their lives to win the most precious winding time for the crossbowmen. Tang Zhen's eyes kept flowing with tears, and the man didn't flick his tears, but when he was sad, he was so tragic and bloody, how could he not be sad?!

"Put!" Tang Zhen almost used his last strength to roar,

Dense arrows whizzed past the bloody crowd, plowing out blood-colored pathways through the gaps. In this sudden rain of arrows, the Mongolian infantry soldiers who rushed up after them suffered heavy losses, and a complete team of 100 people soon lost their original traces.

"Well played!" Wang Jin dodged the sword light that passed by him, and couldn't help but praise loudly.

And Tang Zhen also breathed a sigh of relief, the Song army crossbowmen pulled the trigger more quickly, they no longer knew how many arrows to fire, but they knew very well that this camp was the place where the Mongolian army was stationed with arrows, and there was nothing to worry about; But they knew very well that every arrow they shot could save the life of a robe who rushed forward!

The Mongolian cavalry's charge became more and more ferocious, obviously the Song soldiers' desperate fighting style had completely angered them, and the bloody nature of the athletes on the grassland was also the greatest stimulation at this moment, one by one sabers against the whistling wind, the horses neighed, and the horses' hooves trampled!

More than a dozen Song soldiers because they rushed too forward, unconsciously have been cut off from the Mongolian cavalry and the back, although Wang Jin has led people to rush in several times, but the Mongolian cavalry obviously hated this Song army team that caused a lot of casualties to their own families, and desperately urged the war horses. And there were hundreds of people who blocked the reinforcements led by Wang Jin.

The Tianwu army who was surrounded in the middle all looked at the bloodstained knife in their hands, and the eyes of every soldier around them were the same firm, and a tenth general said with a smile: "Lao Tzu has already killed two people, plus the previous four or five." That's enough! ”

"It's already enough!" Several soldiers responded with a smile, as if to provoke the Mongol cavalry on the periphery to rush forward.

"The Tartars didn't dare to rush up, they were afraid." Du Tou said proudly, subconsciously licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know if it was his own or Mongolian. In short, this bloodthirsty man was like a bloodthirsty beast, his eyes burst out with a terrifying light, and the Mongolian cavalry around him did not dare to act rashly.

"Kill!" A Mongol commander finally couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in urging the war horse, and countless cavalry followed him closely.

And unexpectedly, the head of the Tianwu army suddenly shouted at Wang Jin, who was desperately rushing to this side not far away: "Commander, release the arrows, release the arrows!" ”

Wang Jin was stunned, hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes suddenly, turned around and shouted: "Tang Zhen, you ****** release arrows to Lao Tzu." Shoot the arrows!! ”

Countless Mongol cavalry flocked to the small Tianwu army's advance force, and these always cautious and experienced cavalry had never been so angry as they were today, nor had they ever gathered in front of the Tianwu army's crossbowmen like now.

Invisibly, this is already the best opportunity.

Although Wang Jin's voice was hoarse, it still reached Tang Zhen's ears along the wind.

Arrows? What is the situation on the battlefield, Tang Zhen can see clearly in the back, can't Wang Jin see clearly, our people are still inside, release arrows? !

"Shoot the arrows!" Wang Jin fell to his knees on the blood-soaked ground, and the red flag fluttered wildly above his head. This moment. A deep powerlessness invaded from head to toe this commander who led the left wing of the Tianwu Army to be nailed to this small village.

Almost subconsciously, Tang Zhen struck a wit violently and roared angrily: "Let Lao Tzu go!" Arrows, arrows. Not a single one is allowed to stay! ”

With Tang Zhen's order, although the crossbowmen of the Tianwu Army vaguely understood something, they were no longer allowed to consider it at this time, since Du Yuhou had already issued an order, then as a member of the Tianwu Army, he had to carry it out!

Thousands of crossbowmen pulled the trigger at the same time.

A dense array of arrows covered the Mongol cavalry in the next moment.

The originally sparse screams were extraordinarily loud and chaotic at this moment. Obviously, the Mongolian cavalry did not expect that the Tianwu Army would be ruthless to this extent at this time, and there was nothing to pity for their own people.

In order to be able to strangle the Mongolian cavalry that had already entered the camp, Wang Jin, Tang Zhen and the left wing of the Tianwu Army were already red-eyed.

"Kill!" A heartfelt roar echoed through the blood and mud, and the red flag caught the wind.

Countless soldiers went forward one after another, and rushed up, those robes just now couldn't just die in vain, these **** Mongolian Tartars have to pay the price, and it is the price of blood!

However, at this moment, the golden gong of the Mongolian army under the mountain suddenly sounded. The Mongol cavalry, who had already been demoralized by the Song army's desperate fighting style and arrows falling from the sky, were amnesty, and urged their horses one after another, no longer caring about the opponents behind who were exhausted but still struggled to move their steps and wield their blades.

This small camp is a hell, a hell of blood and fire, it is easy to get in, and it is really lucky to want to get out.

The Song crossbowmen on the walls on both sides began to shoot desperately at the rear of the Mongol cavalry, and a soldier ventured to climb the crumbling watchtower, followed by his surprise shout: "Look, everyone, it's reinforcements, the red flag, and it's the Yezi flag, it's the envoy coming!" ”

"The envoy is here!" I don't know who muttered a repeater.

Reinforcements finally came at this moment, and it was the envoy himself who led the team.

Wang Jin slowly sat down in a group of corpses, and a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth. And Tang Zhen limped over, his face was muddy, and he couldn't tell whether he was bitter or smiling: "Reinforcements are coming." ”

"yes, reinforcements are coming." Wang Jin said with a smile. Not only the small village in the south, but also the big village on the top of the mountain was also cheering, as if the fluttering red flag was becoming more and more vivid.

Who said we were alone, reinforcements finally came!

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"The back of the Tianwu Army, kill the enemy with someone!" Ye Yingwu pulled out his sword.

Ye Zi fluttered the flag behind him, and he took the lead in a hundred battles. rushed down the hillside, and the back of the Tianwu army was divided into two teams, one closely chasing Ye Yingwu, and the other was led by Bian Juyi. Attacking the Mongol army under the southeast mountain road from both sides.

Although the news of the sentry cavalry was received before, the Mongolian infantry cavalry had just entered the camp on the mountain, and all the commanders and centurions had already rushed up one after another, and even the commander of the overall command had arrived on the mountain road, ready to lead the last men and horses to rush the mountain at any time. So for a while, no one cared about the news sent by the Mongol sentinels to find the cavalry of the Song army.

Anyway, it's already the last moment, as long as the camp is taken, even if the Song army has thousands of troops, what is there to be afraid of?

However, they found that they were wrong, because the camp was not so easy to take. At the last moment, the crossbowmen of the Tianwu Army actually shot arrows directly at the infantry cavalry in the melee, which caught the Mongolian cavalry off guard, perhaps the arrows in the Tianwu Army fell only more than a dozen soldiers who tried their best to make the last trace of strength, but the Mongolian cavalry fell densely packed with hundreds of charging cavalry, and the two sides were not equivalent exchanges at all.

And what is even more terrifying is that shooting arrows at their own people, the morale of the Tianwu Army is not only not low. And even continues to swell to a terrible height!

It was at this time that the black and suppressed Tianwu Army appeared at the top of the hillside not far away, and red flags danced wantonly. The Mongol commander inadvertently turned his head and realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

The dense arrows whistled and fell, and the crossbowmen in the back compartment of the Tianwu Army unexpectedly ran at the front, directly running while pulling the trigger on the Mongolian infantry that was getting closer and closer! And many more soldiers followed them closely.

There was even a cavalry of the Song army that plunged into the rear of the Mongol infantry after a while. These foot soldiers, who were barely capable of fighting the foot soldiers, quickly collapsed in the sudden onslaught of cavalry.

Drops of hot blood were sprinkled on the cold snow.

In a hundred battles, they were the first to attack the Mongolian infantry array, and Bian Juyi directly led people to attack the Mongolian cavalry array. The arrows in the back of the Tianwu Army had already confused the Mongolian cavalry, and then the spearmen of the brigade directly crashed in.

Neat rows of spears. With the pace of the soldiers of the Tianwu Army, there was a rhythmic vibration. The white tassels under the spearhead slowly rose and fell, and as the blood of the Mongolian cavalry continued to spurt, the white tassels that were once as white as snow had gradually turned into a dazzling red.

"Kill!" Ye Yingwu cut off the head of a Mongolian soldier with a sword, and with the great battle again and again. Ye Yingwu didn't know how many people he had killed, and he didn't know what his current martial arts were, he just knew very well that when he held the sword in his hand and urged the war horse, everything had become subconscious, and he didn't know that he felt that it had become the most accustomed action. Deeply engraved into his bones.

Blood splattered, Ye Yingwu didn't frown his eyebrows, and took his personal guards and the foot soldiers behind him to kill among the Mongolian soldiers. This route was the closest to the mountain road, and after a few moments, the soldiers in the rear wing of the Tianwu Army, who had been recuperating for a long time, easily tore through the Mongol defenses, and several trebuchets that had made great contributions in the attack camp appeared in front of them.

"Tribulus terrestris, burn it!" Ye Yingwu sneered and urged the war horse, and the explosions behind him continued.

Jiang Tie rushed to Ye Yingwu with a hundred battles, and said loudly: "Envoy, what should we do next?" ”

"Rush up the hill with so-and-so." Ye Yingwu replied without hesitation, the cavalry of the Hundred Battles had already surrounded him to sweep away the panicked Mongolian infantry cavalry.

And at this time, the tide of Mongolian cavalry retreating from the mountain generally poured along the mountain road, but in the face of a row of snowy spears and neat shields of the Song army, these retreating cavalry who had fallen short had almost no heart to fight, and the Mongolian Wanfu Zhang also knew that the general trend had gone, so he simply took two or three thousand Mongolian cavalry to bypass in front of the Song army's formation in a hurry, and directly joined his own rout.

The Mongolian infantry cavalry was originally a partial division, and now the last main force of the Tianwu Army is pouring in, so they have no reason to work hard here in vain, after all, the task of containing the small village in the south, in fact, this partial division has been completed perfectly.

If not・・・・・・

However, there was nothing in the war that was not not, and the Mongol infantry was defeated after all.

The mountain road, which had almost been re-paved by the corpse, was presented in front of Ye Yingwu. And at the end of this road, among the two cottages, one large and one small, there are still red flags fluttering.

Yang Bao and Wang Jin defended Hutou Mountain for Tianwu Army and Ye Yingwu.

In an instant, Ye Yingwu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, hurrying slowly, it was finally not too late. If Hutou Mountain falls again, the battle of Xiangyang will be completely dead, and even if he has the power to reach the sky, it will be difficult to recover.

"Up the hill!" Ye Yingwu shouted in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )