In the valley road, the dirty blood has condensed into black and red ice ballast. A pair of worn boots stepped on, and there was a slight cracking sound.

The owner of these worn-out combat boots is none other than Yang Zaixing, a young army general who has never enjoyed a fight, and walked to the body of the Jurchen Pu Liyan who died under his big gun, and bent down to pick up the red fox-tailed mink hat that rolled off the side.

He looked at the mink hat twice, and suddenly said, "What is the identity of this bird tartar?" The ability is not a little, but this mink hat is fancy. If the bird is nobody, and the grandfather brings back this bird hat, wouldn't it be cannibalism and ridicule? ”

The person he spoke to was the ragged pale heads who were kneeling in the snow.

At this moment, the war in the valley road has ended, the corpses of the Jurchen Tartars are covered with blood, and the corpses of the Jurchen Tartars are stripped and piled up in one place, and at this moment, there is a small snow falling one after another, and it will not take long for these dozens of Jurchen Tartar corpses to become a big ice pile.

There are fifty or sixty war horses and pack horses brought by these Jurchen patrol horses, and the team of this Puliyan belt belongs to which kind of outpost, and it takes at least four or five days to go back and forth, and this horse can not be brought with it. Now that more than a dozen horses have been injured, more than a dozen horses have escaped, and the rest are all gathered together, and the Shenwu Changsheng sergeant has torn off all the fragments of the Jurchen Tartar and thrown them away, and has humped up the wounded number of his own family just now, and by the way, he is appeasing these Gao Jun Liaodong horses who are still a little excited.

(Historically, the horse breeds produced in the Northeast have been unknown, but from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Liaojin Dynasty was a peak of good horse production, and the ethnic groups that rose in the Northeast were all famous for riding, especially heavy riding.) Wuhuan rode as Cao Cao's trump card. Xianbei riding is a famous heavy riding in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Liaoguo Jinguo mostly uses Liaodong horse breeds. They are also more than the shoulder height of Mongolian horses, with strong explosive power, and can be selected as good horses for armor riding. After Mongolia, I don't know how to do it, it became the world of Mongolian horses. However, at the turn of the two Song Dynasty, the best mounts in Liaodong were much better than those in the northwest, and the Western Xia and Liao fought together. The cavalry is still second to Liao - Oscar press)

There are also dozens of people who saw the opportunity quickly and survived the rest of their lives, and knelt in the snow with their heads in their hands and shivered according to the standard posture of the Shenwu Changsheng Army for prisoners.

Yang Zaixing asked questions at the dozens of prisoners, and the dozens of prisoners trembled even more. This grandfather is a god of killing! With a big gun in his hand, the Jurchen elite who was known as a strong man died on the ground, and Pu Liyan didn't go out of a round in his hands. With such a majestic atmosphere, even if they follow the Jurchen army, they can be regarded as countless battles, all of which are unheard of and unseen! These people are not the mud on the soles of the feet of this god-killing grandfather. Even if he is eating wine and rice, this grandfather can kill the big guy with his hands!

The words of Grandpa Killing God. Most of them didn't understand. A man from Bohai knows Chinese, and his courage is a little stronger, seeing that no one is coming forward, this god-killing grandfather's two eyebrows are a little erect, and he looks like he can kill at any time, so he can only reply with a trembling voice.

“………… Grandpa, this noble man...... Ah no, the Jurchen Sao Tartar is the Zong Han Department of the silver master of the Nahai Mouke of Pu Liyan called out of the law, it is said that from the beginning of the army to follow the silver master of the noble, go to Beijing to fight. On the city wall, I watched with my own eyes the army of Far Blockers who fought in the field battle out of the city, and rushed out of the bloody road............ No nobody, no nobody! ”

Yang Zaixing snorted and didn't speak, but his eyebrows became tighter and tighter. I'm just calculating.

The Jurchen Tartars were blown to the sky by those old pawns on weekdays, and now they don't seem to be very tight. Yue is invincible outside the Gubei Kou, and it seems that Yang Zaixing has also done this thing. When the time comes, when you meet the Jurchen army, you will ride into the battle alone and capture the flag and return, isn't it a great man's majesty? In the Shenwu Victorious Army, who would dare to put any old qualifications in front of me?

Yang Zaixing was silent there, but these captives were even more nervous, but the grandfather of the killing god was not satisfied with this answer, and the big gun was still on his back. If you take it out and fiddle with it a little bit, who can handle it?

These Jurchens belonged to the cangtou bullet that did not catch up with the good time when the Jurchen elite soldiers and strong generals were lost and focused on running the servant army. At this time, the Jurchen nobles, who had no rudimentary system and no ruling art, were just blindly subjected to high-pressure abuse of these slave auxiliaries. Even if they were good men in their respective armies before, they had long been destroyed and lost their spirits, and they did not have the slightest intention of martyring with Allah. Seeing Yang Zaixing frowning, the man from Bohai took the lead, and a group of captives all kowtowed heavily, splashing snow and dust, and everyone shouted in a trembling voice: "Grandpa spares his life!" Grandpa spares his life! ”

The sudden cry of begging for mercy startled everyone, and even the captured war horses that had just quieted down at the beginning were in a commotion, and many soldiers of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army immediately drew their swords and pressed towards here. Yang Zaixing, who was full of YY, was puzzled by this: "What kind of bird is this?" ”

In the distance, there was a roar from the head of the team: "Yang thief!" Roll me over with your belly! Vigil at night, plus three more days! ”

Yang Zaixing turned around and only felt full of grievances.

What a bird thing to worry about! It's already going to be three days in a row, and if you add three more days, it's worth six days and nights in the ice and snow. Although grandpa is the material of the general, and he has a good body that no one can match, he is not an animal!

Standing with that head was Tian Qiong.

After a fight, Tian Qiong, who didn't help, quickly established contact with this sudden Shenwu Changsheng army and brought his brothers into the valley. When they saw each other, they were both people in the army who were always victorious in Shenwu, and they were immediately very affectionate. Tian Qiong's subordinates also hurried to help clean up the battlefield.

Tian Qiong was born in an old mink hat, and as Xiao Yan's personal guard, he was proficient in various places in the army. Although the leader of the team has never entered the mink hat capital, he and Tian Qiong also know each other, but they can't call each other names. Now I meet it, but I am as affectionate as an old friend for many years.

Tian Qiong was excited because the lone army was operating a bloody battle in the land of Yunnei, and now the army has finally come up! And Nadutou was also impressed when he met these good men who rushed to Yingzhou first. These brothers ran Yunnei in the ice and snow, and fought against the Jurchen Tartars who went south. They are safe and secure in the land east of the river.

The two exchanged pleasantries. Tian Qiong couldn't wait to tell him a little bit about the situation in person. At that moment, the head of the capital gasped.

“………… Straight sissy thief. The city fortress of Yingzhou has been lost? These Jurchen Tartars are so vigorous! This has to be reported to General Yue quickly............ How many Jurchen Tartars are there? ”

"Yinshu can be the department, the department of the Yan Lou room, the department of the Yan Xiyin. In total, there were always four or five thousand elite horsemen, plus auxiliary soldiers, no less than 10,000. ”

“………… The prisoners, we came to the north in the vanguard, and General Yue chose the fifth battalion of the Ma Army in the left wing, and the general of Wuzhou chose some elite. Two thousand horsemen are not enough. How can this be snatched back? ”

"Not only that, the city of Yingzhou has been stopped, and the Jurchen brigade is not controlled by the elite, and the brigade returns to Xijing to eat and spend the winter. On the contrary, he is suffering from hunger and cold here, and he doesn't need to ask, he is waiting for the main force of the Jurchen Tartar Zonghan of Xijing Datong Mansion to go south! We have been in Yunnei for a few months, and we also know a little bit about the reality of Xijing Datong Mansion, the main force of Zonghan, and we can draw at least 20,000 or 30,000 Jurchen Tartars to go south! ”

“………… The Japanese mother picks up the birds, and the Jurchen Tartars are really livestock. Sending troops south in the ice and snow, I really want to go to Dali. These are the realities of the truth. Hurry up and report back to General Yue, and when we gather a large army, what if we have a fight with these Tartars in the clouds? ”

The first sentence of this head must be a curse, but it does not take off the duty of an old soldier in the army. After a fight, he was excited, his voice was loud and urgent, and his saliva was spraying in the air. Tian Qiong waited for him to stop easily, and said eagerly: "We still have brothers who are guarding Longshou Village, the last retreat route of Yingzhou City!" Rescue them first, no matter what! ”

The head suddenly shut up and frowned.

Normally, the Shenwu Winning Army, a team with particularly strong cohesion, must risk their lives to rescue them when they are in distress. The story of Yue Fei fighting alone in Gubeikou, and Xiao Yan leaving the low-hanging fruit of Yanjing City for thousands of miles to help is already one of the spiritual foundations of this strong army.

But the current situation is different, that day in Gubeikou, there were only more than a thousand Jurchen Tartars in the south, and Xiao Yan had far more troops in his hands, and there was enough rescue power, but he gave up his great achievements and helped Paoze, and from then on, let the Shenwu Changsheng Army return to Xiao Yan's heart.

Now the Jurchen Tartars are surround Yingzhou, but the troops are far greater than Yue Fei's troops who went north in advance! And this is all old battles, and naturally they also know that it is the most taboo to invest troops in the face of a strong enemy. If a group of men and horses crashed into the rescue regardless of a qiē, I was afraid that they would be eaten by the Jurchen Tartars' concentrated superior forces one by one. This battle will be a fart when the time comes!

According to his military experience, since the Yingzhou access road was opened by the Jurchen Tartars at this time, the only choice was to concentrate the troops and retreat, wait for the main force in the rear to arrive, and fight a decisive battle with the main Jurchen Tartar force on the selected battlefield with support.

But if you want to say that you don't want to save your own brothers, you can't say anything.

This was all frowned and embarrassed for a while, and suddenly realized. What's your own? It's just a forward sentinel, who returns the truth to the general, and lets the general decide everything.

At that moment, he patted Tian Qiong on the shoulder: "Brother, let's go quickly!" There can be no delay here, and the Jurchen Tartars will come again, and it will be troublesome to entangle us to return to the military situation. Yingzhou Jurchen Tartar is virtual and real, so I bother the old brother to return to the general in detail, and I can borrow a light. When this battle is over, I will invite my brother to have a drink! ”

Although Tian Qiong was full of concern about the banner of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army fluttering on the Dragon Head Village, he couldn't say a lot of things to this head. Guo Rong's affairs are known a lot to the brothers in the north, but the Shenwu Changsheng army in the east of the town knows very little. Now that Tianxing bumped into General Yue's main vanguard sentinel to respond, let's hurry back!

Will General Yue choose to save Longshou Village? To save the Guo family's lady? Or is it the whole army above?

Thirteen, are you still alive?

Just when Tian Qiong's heart was in turmoil, the captives over there suddenly made a big commotion, which startled Tian Qiong, and then the head next to him crossed his waist and scolded angrily.

Turning his head, the young ten generals named Yang Zaixing, who made Tian Qiong a little dumbfounded, no longer had the majesty of the battle, grabbed the red fox-tailed mink hat, and turned around with a sad face.

No matter how you look at the guys, they are a little young and immature, and they are a little unruly and don't listen to greetings, and they are the kind of recruits in the army who often give birth to some incidents and give the officials a headache.

————But how can this recruit be so violent? I'm afraid that I am not under the invincible Yue who is famous in the army - no, its sharpness is unstoppable. Say something that I don't want to admit as a veteran of the Shenwu Ever-Winning Army. I'm afraid that it will surpass Yue Invincible!

The captives who begged for mercy were in a state of chaos. Snow powder flying. More than a dozen Shenwu Changsheng soldiers had already drawn their blades and pressed forward, asking loudly: "Dutou, what to do?" ”

Yang Zaixing, who didn't look at the gray and turned back, waved his hand and said: "This gang of waste, taking their lives is dirty our hands, drive them away!" If the great power of fate struggles back to the Jurchen Tartars, let them sue the Jurchen Tartars, and the Han army and horses who killed their prince in Yandi are here! How do you want to get it. We are all here to the end! ”

Amidst the shouts, dozens of soldiers of the Shenwu Victorious Army turned over on the captured mounts, except for the blades and armor and a little dry food, the other Jurchen Tartars' belongings were seized, no matter what gold and jewelry shells should be thrown into the snow and abandoned.

Without making a sound, these sturdy men galloped south, leaving behind only the blood stains and the sleek corpses of the Jurchen Tartars. There were also dozens of dazed captives.

Tian Qiong followed closely beside Nadutou, beating his horse and galloping. saw Yang Zaixing riding a horse in front, and the head of the boom became a pioneer again. The red fox-tailed mink hat was already worn crookedly on his head. When the fox's tail fluttered like fire, he screamed violently. The snow powder fell on both sides.

This invincible general of the Han family who died heroically at the turn of the two Song Dynasty in history, and the majestic place shines on the sweat and youth. This time is in full swing.

is still an inevitably young and reckless recruit.

The weather-stained head did not have the usual strictness towards Yang Zaixing, and his eyes even looked at the young man's back with some tenderness.

Tian Qiong, who was full of thoughts, couldn't help but smile: "Good seedling." ”

Du lowered his head and scolded again, and couldn't help but laugh again: "You still have to hone your training, brother, you don't know, the trouble caused by this thief and bird is so strange that you can't think of it." Every time I see him, my head is two bigger than others! ”

Tian Qiong smiled again, and said with emotion: "Only under the command of King Yan can these good sons and daughters be used...... Otherwise, how could there be this guy after Yue was invincible, and waves kept popping up? ”

Nadu laughed: "That's what my brother said! Based on this sentence, after this battle, the wine is decided, and my brother will not be allowed to come when the time comes! ”

Tian Qiong scolded with a smile: "The wine I said earlier, it turned out to be a kind word?" Straight lady thief, you guy is also a generous extortion person! ”

Tian Qiong was full of thoughts, and at this time, he unconsciously ran out of the clouds.

Such as many good sons, such as many heroes, and Xiao Yanwang, who leads such as Xu Yingjie. What are the hurdles that can't be overcome, and what are the thousands of Jurchen Tartars afraid of? What are you afraid of on the dragon head village, surrounded by Jurchen Tartars countless times?

On the dragon head village, the banner of the Shenwu Victory Army hunts and dances in the wind.

On the wall, the sergeant on duty walked anxiously around, his eyes only falling on the distance.

Hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the village, and I saw Guo Rong dressed in military uniform, flying with a few people to catch up with the wall. The sergeant on duty didn't have time to salute, but just looked at the distance at his feet: "Princess, look! ”

Guo Rong's complexion has decreased a little, the belt around her waist has become thinner and thinner, and her face has become more and more beautiful.

She didn't say anything, leaned against the wall, and tried her best to lean out and look into the distance.

In the light snow, a group of Jurchen knights came from the mountain road in the distance, and on the tails of these knights' mounts, dozens of tattered Tartar auxiliaries were tied to drag deep traces in the snow, and some of those Tatar auxiliaries could still move twice, but some were silent.

There are also dozens of auxiliary soldiers driving the pack horses, and behind the pack horses are pulling a few pieces of wooden rafts that have been made out of the hurry, and the rows are stacked on top of each other, all of which are smooth corpses.

In the camp at the foot, more Jurchen Tartars rushed out of the camp to greet them. The two families began to answer each other from a distance, and their tones were full of grief and anger.

Thirteen, who had been following Guo Rong closely, suddenly pointed to those corpses: "There is a tail behind the head, it's a Jurchen Tartar!" ”

Guo Rong was here, and she could barely see that there were piles of corpses on the wooden raft. Thirteen, this guy can even see the money rat tail behind the heads of these corpses clearly.

However, Guo Rong has long been familiar with the appearance of demons like Thirteen, and now she is not even bothered to be surprised.

A general clapped his hands and roared angrily: "Our reinforcements are here!" collided with the Jurchen Tartar sentinels, and killed them first. Anyway, I helped us get some revenge! ”

One sentence was suddenly said, and including Guo Rong, they couldn't help but be happy.

There is no other explanation, the corpses of these Jurchen Tartars can only indicate one thing, that is, reinforcements are coming!

But how many reinforcements are they? Do you know the situation here in Longshou Village? Yingzhou City is close to the left, there are four or five thousand Jurchen elite horses, it is a force that cannot be insulted, not to mention that there will be the main force of the Jurchen Tartars in Xijing Datong Mansion at any time!

How can you get in touch with reinforcements from outside? Tell me about the reality here? And I also want to tell the reinforcements, I, Guo Rong, am fine, I can hold on here, don't rush to save me!

After more than half a year, Guo Rong considered the problem, and it was not at all the girlish mentality she used to have. Barely a qualified commander. She was frowning and concentrating, when she heard the sound of moving muscles and bones next to her, and when she turned her head strangely, she saw Thirteen warming up with various movements, and the joints of her whole body crackled.

Guo Rong wondered: "Thirteen, what are you doing?" ”

Thirteen didn't care: "I've been in the stockade for a few days, see if my body is stiff, and I'll go down the mountain to find reinforcements later." ”

The tone is flat, and the Chinese spoken is still so scattered. However, in the tone, the four or five thousand Jurchen elites surrounding Longshou Village were mixed up in the mouth of this ridiculous little herdsman.

Under ———— Yue Fei, Yang Zaixing was newly released. And Guo Rong here, there is also a thirteen.

It's all demonic. (To be continued......)