These miscellaneous bearded tartars, all of them have hideous faces, their bodies are full of stinky and scorching gas, their necks are thick and short-legged, and they are full of people, although they are only surging in an array, and their courage is slightly weaker, they are afraid that they will have soft hands and feet and cannot hold the blade, but how can the armor of Heiyundu put these miscellaneous bearded tartars in their eyes? It's just more, that is, fighting to the death!

Several armor soldiers in the Black Cloud Capital lowered their center of gravity, lowered their heads to meet them, raised their shields in their left hands to open the thorns to slash and smash the various blades, and then as soon as they advanced, the long knife in their hands stabbed between the chest and abdomen of the Tartar in front of them, and the sharp long knife was stabbed and collected, and then entered, stabbed again!

The sword light of the Black Cloud Capital Armor Warriors flew, and in the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of miscellaneous Tartars drowned these armor soldiers like a raging wave, but the sword light was always rolling, a few ups and downs, and it had already gone deep for several steps, and every time they took a step, several Miscellaneous Bearded Tartars threw away their blades in their hands, held the wounds between their chests and abdomen and desperately shot out the blood, and fell under the feet of these Song Army armor soldiers!

The Black Cloud Warriors are just fighting hand-to-hand battles, and you Hulu are far behind!

The screams sounded desperately, and these miscellaneous beards also had red eyes, Yang Zhi led the iron cavalry to retreat far away at this moment, and only waited for the first wave of Tartar to pounce after the first wave of momentum, so the miscellaneous beards on the front seemed to be overwhelming, but they couldn't even gnaw down a few Southern Dynasty military horses, each of them was just desperately wrapped in a ball, all kinds of blades danced wildly, and the Jinyang army armor who was buried in his head didn't know how many hits he had for a while.

There is no array behind him, and he is caught between the enemies, even if he is a god, he can't cover it completely, a long knife, an iron bone, and a short spear. All kinds of blades just fell on the armor, and everyone was immediately injured, but these Song army armor soldiers. Still lifting the shield, forward, out of the knife!

At this time, Yang Zhi and Tang Huai roared loudly, the long-handled Pu knife danced, and the heavy sword was wielded. Kill from the outside! Yang Zhi's long-handled simple knife, at least sixty catties, danced, sinking like a mountain, as long as it was swept away, it was a muffled bang and pop, and the miscellaneous beards next to it, no matter how good a man he was in the tribe, only broke his tendons and fractures. If you rub it a little, your internal organs will be damaged.

The tower-like Yang Zhi rushed in, and with a long-handled Pu knife alone, he swept out a path, and for a while, he didn't know how many miscellaneous Tartars were knocked to the ground!

And Tang Huai beside him just raised his shield to cover Yang Zhi, and was missed by Yang Zhi, and Tang Huai, a scholar-like character, had an excited smile on his face. A fierce sword swing, often a sword. can break through half of the thick miscellaneous tartar body, and the blood rain can sprinkle Tang Huai's head and face!

The general of infantry combat is not as good as the general of cavalry, and he must grow up in size and not lose strength, so that he can wear solid and heavy armor and cover himself. And it's best to use a heavy blade, so that you can sweep a large enough circle to kill a pathway!

Yang Zhi is absolutely not lacking in these two aspects, and Tang Huai's experience in the battle formation with the protection and cooperation around him does not know how much more than Yang Zhi. With him by his side, Yang Zhi only needs to hit his heart horizontally!

Once the two big men collided, they immediately killed the miscellaneous Tartars who were chaotic and did not form an array, and all the miscellaneous Tartars did not expect that the Song people in front of them did not directly hedge with cavalry, but killed them after their first wave of strength was exhausted, not only that, they could even see that the southerners in order to save their horsepower, and even directly got off their horses, and fought on foot, the method of infantry battle array, for these miscellaneous Tartars at this moment, it is really too profound, even if they are good light horses by instinct, But when it comes time to actually step down and fight, they are still far away!

These miscellaneous bearded and hedgehogs gathered together, hindering each other, pushing each other, there are not many who can really block Yang Zhi and Tang Huai in front of them, and these two people who cooperate seamlessly do not even have the kung fu to resist a little, they can only be penetrated by Yang Zhi and Tang Huai like Tang pouring snow, and in the blink of an eye, they killed in front of the scarred armor soldiers who went deep into the formation!

Yang Zhi shouted angrily: "Go!" Several soldiers of the Jinyang Army immediately supported each other, turned around and left, and after Yang Zhi and Tang Huai broke off, the miscellaneous bearded Tartars gathered around couldn't help but take a few steps back in an instant!

There are corpses of miscellaneous Tartars all over the ground, and there are even more miscellaneous Tartars who have been injured in the chest and abdomen, or who have been knocked out of tendons and broken bones by a long-handled Pu knife, screaming and rolling for their lives, a short fight, these miscellaneous Tartars have lost the lives of unknown wounded, and they have not left a single Han family soldier down, and for a while they were still in front of the majestic Yang Zhi and Tang Huai, they actually lost the courage to pounce!

Yang Ling looked at this situation, and finally felt a little relieved in his heart, who said that the Han family's armed forces were weak and the Great Song Dynasty perished, but it was just that the civil ministers and officials were to blame, and the country's nearly 100 million people couldn't be cultivated by hundreds of thousands of elites?

"Okay, don't delay any longer, just rush for a round, and quickly send these Tartars away, Gao Pet doesn't know what to do!" Yang Ling just looked at Yang Zhi and the others.

Yang Zhitang Huai glanced at each other, and said loudly, "Get on the horse, don't play anymore, follow a certain to defeat the Tartars here!" ”

The smoke and dust rushed straight into the sky, and these miscellaneous beards who had been going smoothly since the south finally showed a look of fear on their faces, and they didn't know who turned the horse's head first, and just wanted to flee in a hurry...... Ha Lao Mouke hid in the camp, watching a team of Jurchen armor soldiers rush towards the high pet place, shouting and throwing into the killing field, the bloody atmosphere is already so thick that people can't breathe, the sound of the blade breaking through the flesh is connected, and then mixed with the curses and screams of the armor soldiers on both sides, it is transmitted and reverberates in the camp.

Several henchmen who followed Ha Lao Mouke, Rao is always fierce, couldn't help but be frightened, glad that their own family was not in such a cruel fighting field, their shooting just now, compared to the current fight, is no longer enough, the cruel scene of thousands of people rushing to the city when attacking Ulzhou before is more like child's play!

And Zheng Heng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was also shocked in his heart, the strength of the Jurchen soldiers and horses, the courage of the armor soldiers, and the courage of the armor soldiers, really lived up to their reputation, no wonder such a vast Liao, destroyed and decayed under their horses' hooves.

And the Song soldiers beside this highly favored soldier were not far behind, and unconsciously, Ha Lao Mouke had discovered that there were no more Jurchen soldiers and horses to be put into the battlefield, and all the elites under Wanyan Kenu were put into the battlefield.

Ha Lao Mouke's body finally moved, and beckoned his subordinates: "Go!" ”

When several henchmen heard this, Nene replied, "Where are you going?" ”

Ha Lao Mouke gritted his teeth and was silent, under the shock of such a cruel fighting scene, he subconsciously wanted to grasp the last straw - the iron pulley! (To be continued......)