The two black tentacles of the Mongolian cavalry finally slowly retracted, and the Song army, which had been floating in the wolf valley of the crest, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Compared with the Qiba Mountain just now, the Song army's large array at this time has been completely different, except that the left flank is deeply sunken in the direction of the Chinese army, the front of the Chinese army is also unobstructed, and the flames in the camp behind are soaring, and the right wing of the Tianwu army has withdrawn one after another, but it has not replaced the position of the front compartment, but stayed in the Chinese army, making Ye Yingwu's Chinese army appear extremely full.

And with the Song army's change of formation again, Ah Shu in the distance already understood something in his heart. Ye Yingwu just showed his Chinese army in front of Ah Shu generously, the so-called is just a little trick to confuse people, and sang Zhuge Liang's empty city plan again, in fact, in front of the Song army's Chinese army, there are not a large number of traps and trips that are enough to bring fatal damage to the Mongolian cavalry.

As for the Song army's departure from the camp to fight, it was not that they were bold and reckless, wanting to make a big deal with a small one, but in order to give the Mongolian army the illusion that they were underestimating the enemy, and luring the Mongolian army to divide their troops to raid the camp, so as to set up an ambush in one fell swoop and swallow the four thousand troops without bloodshed, leaving only more than a thousand remnants of the army to barely escape back.

One plan after another, interlocking, layer by layer!

The opponent is difficult to entangle.

Ah Shu subconsciously looked up at the darkening sky, what Ye Yingwu was waiting for he knew very well in his heart, but Cangshengtian would not allow him to continue his tricks. Ye Yingwu counted the first battle of Cixi, but it was the second time he went to the battlefield, and just now he transferred the right wing of the Tianwu Army back, and this small transfer made Ah Shu see through the lack of confidence in his heart, so in the second charge of the Mongolian cavalry, these bold and reckless Song troops will definitely be torn to pieces, otherwise it will be difficult to solve the hatred in Ah Shu's heart!

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Baetel angrily collected his troops, and Si Ribo was also considered to be immortal, and finally escaped from life after the death of his loyal guards, leading more than a thousand remnants of the defeated generals to retreat to Ashu's main camp in a big circle in embarrassment.

The Mongol cavalry retreated one after another, and the entire battlefield on the left flank finally calmed down.

When the battle was at its fiercest just now, the Mongolian cavalry had already cut through the defense line of the left wing of the Tianwu Army, if it wasn't for Su Liuyi leading the Anji Army to kill in a hurry, Ye Yingwu would have been successfully beheaded at this time. In the first encounter, the high-minded elite generals who were arrogant on weekdays lost a lot, even Wang Jin had two injuries on his body, but fortunately, it was not fatal, and it was not even to the point of affecting the action.

The cooked copper rod was slammed to the ground, and Wang Jin spat at the corpse of the Mongolian soldier on the ground in front of him. Beside him, countless Mengsong soldiers were lying horizontally and vertically, and some of them even hugged each other tightly, with a steel knife stuck in their chest and abdomen. There were scattered arrows under his feet, and even high-cost crossbows and skillfully crafted knives, but these cold, bloody blades were lying silently on the ground with their owners.

"Grandma's." Wang Jin scolded coldly, and many of the Pu knives under his command were cut and curled, and everyone was covered with blood and mud, sitting or standing in embarrassment, and they had long lost the heroic and extraordinary appearance when they swore just now. Looking at these sons and daughters who have not known each other for a long time, but have inadvertently kissed their siblings, Wang Jin can't help but have tears rolling in his eyes.

Wang Jin looked up at the sky in the distance, and also saw the layers of dark clouds pressing up, and also heard the roaring thunder: "God, you see, you hear, the two thousand soldiers in the left wing of the Tianwu Army, here is bloody, and death will not be whirled!" ”

The war drums that had been subdued sounded again, and all the soldiers of the left wing of the Tianwu Army gathered together to only more than a thousand people, and half of the brothers had been lost in the confrontation just now, especially those heavily armored soldiers in front, none of them came back, and there was no one whose corpse was not buried by the enemy who had piled up into a hill.

"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon rolls, the horse grows, and the sword qi is like frost・・・・・・・"

The military song of the Tianwu Army sounded again from all directions, whether it was the left and right compartments of the Tianwu Army after the bloody battle, or the back and front compartments, and even Ye Yingwu standing on the stage, everyone sang this heavy and high-spirited song loudly in this passionate drum.

Or that it can no longer be said to be singing, but roaring.

War is like a raging fire, beaten again and again, and these thousand people stand there quietly, but they exude a surging murderous aura that is even more powerful than just now!

Su Liu Yi took a still strong and powerful step, passing through the sea of corpses and blood, but his standard square face was already gloomy. The soldiers of the Anji Army in the back were the same as the soldiers of the Tianwu Army, singing this easy-to-learn military song while slowly moving forward.

At this moment, there is no distinction between the north and the south, and it is the Pao Ze brothers who are standing here side by side to fight the enemy!

After singing, Su Liuyi walked up to Wang Jin and patted him lightly on the shoulder, revealing a murderous aura that was difficult to hide: "There is a certain group here today, so it is difficult for him to cross the thunder pool by half a step!" ”

"Da Song-!" Wang Jin tried his best to raise the blood-stained cooked copper stick high and pointed straight at the sky!

"Da Song-!" The entire Song army and even the township soldiers in Macheng were shouting, shouting about the reliance in their hearts and the faith in their hearts.

The bed crossbow and fireball crossbow on the city wall of Macheng were all slowly winding, pointing directly at the black and oppressive military formation in front. The Anji army replaced the left wing of the Xia Tianwu army as the left wing of the army, while the other parts of the Song army also began to silently reorganize their formations, preparing to meet the wrath of the Ashu and Mongol armies.

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After all, Ah Shu is the commander of Mongolia's expedition to the south, and he quickly calmed down after a short period of anger, although his two powerful subordinates have suffered losses, but after all, he has no three strengths and two weaknesses, otherwise it will take some effort to find out such two generals from tens of millions of people.

Si Ribo was a little embarrassed, the armor that was originally swaggering was almost blown to pieces, but now it was just hanging on his body, and his face was also bright red, I don't know whose blood it was, as for the war horse under his crotch, it was just an ordinary war horse, and the original horse on the grassland had disappeared in the explosion just now.

However, I know that if I change to myself, this is also the case, maybe it is not as good as Si Ribo's desperate work to finally bring back more than 1,000 brothers, and even put himself in. So Si Ribo came back ashamed, but some people made sarcastic remarks, more sympathy and care.

The two rode forward and glanced at each other, Si Ribo's loss was greater, naturally it was difficult to speak, Batel said softly: "Qi Yu Dashuai, the two of us have a negative trust, not only did they break through the big array of the Southern Barbarians, but they lost a lot of children, and asked the Dashuai to punish them." ”

"I don't blame you," Ah Shu replied lightly, although the two of them also expected this to be the case, but they still breathed a sigh of relief gently. Ah Shu's gaze swept over the faces of the two subordinate generals, and then he didn't stay any longer, but turned to the Song army formation that was gradually gathering again in the distance: "However, the reality of the Nanban has been heard clearly, and it is difficult for their camp to play a role again. Now there are more than 10,000 soldiers under a certain command, and the military strength of the Southern Barbarians in this Qi and Huang Prefecture is nothing more than these in front of them・・・・・・ Bater, Si Ribo obeys the order! ”

"The last general!"

"The two of you each lead 3,000 cavalry, attack the left and right flanks of the Song army respectively, even if you can't penetrate it, you must contain it to the death! The rest of the sons and daughters rushed straight to the Chinese army, and it will rain heavily in the sky, which will inevitably be unfavorable to the actions of the sons, so the quick battle must not be lost, if the southern barbarians are drawn back from the left and right wings, a soldier and a pawn, military law will be engaged in, and there will be no mercy! Ah Shu stretched out his hand and pressed the hilt of his sword, and the sharp saber came out of its sheath in the awe-inspiring gaze around him, pointing straight ahead!

The two generals did not wait, and after listening to the order, they rode their horses back to their own formations without saying a word, and with a few shouts, they each led three thousand cavalry like a huge pair of pincers and rushed straight to the left and right flanks of the Song army. And with the actions of the two of them, the Chinese army of the Mongolian army also began to speed up, and the banner of Ashu, the commander of the Mongol expedition to the south, was guarded in the middle of the army, hunting and hunting in the wind.

And the layers of dark clouds in the sky are like ink, and there is a tendency for black clouds to crush the city and destroy it!

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Watching the Mongolian cavalry move again, the big stone that had just fallen in Ye Yingwu's heart "soared" and raised his throat again. Standing on the high platform just now, he looked majestic, but in fact, his entire back was already wet with endless sweat, after all, he was a newcomer to the battlefield, and being able to command this battle to such a level was enough to make a battlefield veteran like Su Liuyi look at him differently.

However, Ye Yingwu also knew that he had made a big mistake, that is, after the right wing of the Tianwu Army beat the water dog, Shi Shiran arranged it to the Chinese army when he returned, instead of being in the position of the front compartment of the Tianwu Army just now. It can be easily seen from the subsequent thunderous advance of the Mongol cavalry that this has given Ah Shu a sufficient reason to make the also resourceful Mongol commander believe that the Song army was just bluffing, and in this seemingly open field in front of him, there are not many pits and trips that can stop him, and it can even be concluded that the Song army is short of bows and crossbows and arrows, and it is difficult to block the impact of the Mongol cavalry in the forward position, so he has to retreat to the Chinese army.

However, this big mistake will be made, firstly, Ye Yingwu is a genuine battlefield newcomer after all, if this can be expected, it will really be a demon, and secondly, it will really move the right wing of the Tianwu Army to the forward position, once the Mongolian cavalry breaks through in three ways and attacks the weak Chinese army, Ye Yingwu really considers his own head.

Su Liuyi had already taken the Anji army to the front line of the left flank, and Ye Yingwu simply shrank the retreating left wing of the Tianwu Army to his own middle army, so that Ye Yingwu added up the left wing, right wing, and hundred battles of the Tianwu Army and the five hundred heroes under Zhang Shun's command, and there were 4,000 soldiers, which was the most powerful in the three directions of the Song army.

"A hundred battles have jumped out of the Chinese army and made a detour to the north." Seeing Wang Jin and Zhang Cheng walking side by side, Ye Yingwu hurriedly gave an order to this Jiang Tie, and then strode up to meet him.

Jiang Tie also knew that the five hundred cavalry of the hundred battles were Ye Yingwu's heart and liver, and if he stayed in the Chinese army, it would be difficult to raise the speed of the horse, and then it would be no different from the foot soldiers, so it could really be said to be a tyrannical thing. In front of the Mongol cavalry that was all over the world, there was actually no difference between these five hundred and these five hundred. And if you release all the battles, you can find a fighter and stab the Mongol Tartar from behind.

The subordinates suffered a large loss, and finally relied on Su Liuyi to lead the Anji army to arrive in time to avoid the rout, Wang Jin, who has always been arrogant, naturally did not feel good in his heart, and finally realized that there were mountains outside the mountain, and he could understand why in the battle with the Mongolian army, although the Song army had no shortage of famous generals and braves, it was also less victorious and more defeated.

Although Wang Jin was almost trapped in the battle and almost lost his life, Zhang Cheng also stayed in the right wing of the Tianwu Army and killed the Mongolian cavalry who collided with the headless flies in the camp, so the two of them can be regarded as having seen the scene, and now they are smiling bitterly when they come together.

"How does it feel?" Ye Yingwu barely squeezed out a few smiles on his face, the Mongolian cavalry was on the way to charge, and now it was difficult for him to feel easy in his heart no matter what.

"It's that a certain person is too anxious for quick success, and for a while, he didn't scruple about the command of the entire left wing, and finally buried the lives of so many sons." Referring to the bloody storm just now, what impressed Wang Jin the most was not the Mongolian commander who was as powerful as an ox and very brave, but the left wing of the Tianwu Army fell into chaos after no one commanded, and was directly torn apart by the defense line, and it also made more than a thousand good sons and daughters bury their bones with hatred.

Although he knew that Wang Jin had made an absolutely fatal mistake, he quickly realized it when he saw him, and he also knew that the cultivation of famous generals did require a long and painful process, so Ye Yingwu opened his mouth, but it was difficult to say a word of reprimand, he just nodded slightly, but solemnly patted Wang Jin's shoulder to show encouragement:

"A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, such a blood debt, sooner or later he will have to pay for his blood debt!"

Wang Jin glanced at Ye Yingwu gratefully, and then said: "The Tartar is coming, the soldiers in the left wing must fight hard to kill the enemy and never retreat!" ”

Zhang Cheng still had a trace of blood on his face, presumably because he was injured by the Mongolian wounded soldiers who jumped out of which corner just now, and it was estimated that he was in danger of dying at that time, but Zhang Cheng was not the kind of person who liked to show off, so he didn't say anything about this scar, and when he heard Wang Jin's statement, his expression was a little fluctuating, and he arched his hand at Ye Yingwu:

"I will live up to the trust!"

Always feeling that the words of the two people revealed a strong sense of death, Ye Yingwu's heart turned, and he glanced back meaningfully at Macheng, which was also heavily guarded, and said with a smile: "Grandma, such a beautiful little lady behind us, you can't say anything about their Mongolian Tartar!" There is a tiger on Lin'an Street, and no one can make a mistake in changing places! ”

Wang Jin and Zhang Cheng both laughed out loud, and the shadow in their hearts just now also dissipated, and they shouted in unison: "That's it, no one can make a mistake!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the three of them looked at each other and laughed, having the joy of meeting a confidant on the battlefield.

Just when the three of them were laughing, Yu Hou and Dutou in front of them had already let out a roar, and the Mongolian cavalry galloping from three directions had approached the Song army's large array in an instant. The left wing of the Song army and the Chinese army, which were already experienced, did their best to shoot arrows in an orderly manner, and the front compartment of the Tianwu Army, the right wing of the Song army, which was in battle for the first time, was not ashamed, and the dense whizzing arrows were no less than the other two directions.

"Keep this girl, and let Lao Tzu come back alive to eat and drink!" Ye Yingwu punched Zhang Cheng fiercely, "Let's go back to their positions, there is nothing to say at this time." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and after each bowed his hand, he took three steps and two steps back into the formation.

"Boom!" An earth-shattering sound came from the sky, and layers of dark clouds finally spread to the sky above the field where the two sides were fighting to the death, and they were getting lower and lower. Bright lightning accompanied by the roar of thunder illuminated the dimly lit battlefield, and arrows flying in the sky shimmered more brightly with the lightning.

The light of lightning reflected Ye Yingwu's face, also reflected Ah Shu's face, and even reflected the faces of countless soldiers who gradually overlapped in this wilderness!

Dense clouds do not rain, dense clouds do not rain, today's victory or defeat unintentionally depends on the most common rainstorm in the rainy season!

Countless people were covered by this dark cloud like lead and ink, holding their breath.

Countless people are screaming in the thunderous light that tears through the sky!