I don't know how many tastes there are in my heart, gnawing at Dong Dalang's heart at this moment.

He kept his head shut, just galloped his horse. Although the crotch is not the divine horse given by Zong Han. However, under his superb equestrian skills, he still ran like flying in the difficult mountain paths.

The wind whistling in my ears swept by, and all kinds of emotions converged into one thought in the end.

Defeated, defeated! Although I don't know if this is a hero's desperate place, but I don't know when it will come back again!

How could he be under Xiao Yan and his men, defeated again and again, until he was out of control. When will there be a chance to raise your eyebrows and take revenge?

It's a big deal. Where is the place where my Dong Dalang lives and lives?

Where is Yin Keshu, could it be that he just watched from the sidelines like this Dong Dalang to consume his strength. found that he couldn't get too much bargain when he went south, so he decided to give up? Or is it that in addition to Zong Han, the other Jurchen generals, even if they are polite and affectionate, don't actually want to see themselves, a foreigner, although they follow south, they just want to watch themselves consume the last bit of old foundation?

The Jurchens are like this up and down. So if you can struggle out, where should you go?

The sound of horses' hooves behind him was still ringing, and he didn't know how many horsemen were attacking him. Those two hundred henchmen, needless to say, have been lost. Dong Dalang shook his head on the horse, tightened his body even more, and reduced the size of his drive. I even threw away the helmet, if I didn't really have time. The armor will also be removed. This lightens the load on the mount. The only thing we should think about now is how to fight our way out! As long as you don't die, there is still hope!

The only thing I want is that these Song cavalry also came from afar, and the horsepower is insufficient, so they won't keep chasing like this!

Turn around a mountain bend. As he was desperately riding his horse, he suddenly heard a sharp wind sound in front of him. Dong Dalang was startled, and subconsciously made a moving stick that hid sideways behind the horse's neck to dodge. There are also Song people in front? Gubeikou Song Army, is there more than one hundred and dozens of people?

Are you really in a desperate situation?

The thought passed by like lightning, and I saw a long feathered arrow passing in front of me, the arrow was extremely long and sharp, and it came with great vigour, and there was a soft sound, just before the horse's hoof! The crotch mount was startled by the arrow, and hissed violently. The front hooves were raised high, Dong Dalang held the reins with one hand, looking left and right, just now he had seen the shape of the feather arrow, and a trace of ecstasy instantly passed through his heart, this feather arrow was used by the Jurchens. It seems that these Jurchen knights. Right behind your back, follow yourself from afar!

Since I ran into them. This life has to be lived!

Both sides of the mountain road. A burst of mocking laughter erupted, and dozens of Jurchen knights were seen scattered on both sides of the mountain road. A gaze full of contempt was projected straight through.

On the other side of the bend, a large group of Jurchen knights were slowly putting on their armor, tying each other's armor straps. They also saw Dong Dalang, who had fled back with a lone wolf riding alone, and the crowd erupted into louder laughter.

In front of this team of Jurchen knights, it was Yin Keshu, and the armor on his body did not know which Liao general that day. The point question is extremely gorgeous, and there is a battle robe on the outside, sitting across the saddle with one leg crossed and looking at himself with a smile. The people around laughed too loudly, so they scolded a few times with a straight face.

Dong Dalang took a deep breath, hid all the feelings that came to his heart, rode his horse straight towards Yin Keshu, and had already dismounted and flew to the ground in seven or eight steps: "Da Lang is incompetent, and he has lived up to the trust of the nobles of Zonghan and the nobles of Yinkeshu!" Hundreds of sons and daughters, all the losses, thanks to the nobles, only to struggle out! But beg the nobles, Rong Dalang will clean up the embers and swear to take revenge!"

Yin Keshu laughed and looked up at the heights, where the Jurchen rider above whistled to signal that the pursuers were approaching. Yin Keshu also waved his hand, and those Jurchen knights roared and greeted them, and everyone took out the riding bows in the bow bag, and the whistle was in harmony, as if these dozens of horses were going out to hunt.

Yin Keshu jumped off the horse with a smile and helped Dong Dalang up with both hands. Dong Dalang said that he was reluctant to get up. Yin Keshu said with a smile: "Seeing the battle, occasionally a small setback, what's the big deal?" Go out hunting. Maybe I'll even detain the blind bear. Manly husband, won't you go in the future? Lost a few hundred people, you still have two or three thousand, pack up, after here, is not a heroic division that dominates the world? ”

Dong Dalang suddenly mourned, and his whole body twitched: "Dalang suffered such a fiasco, and he was accepted by all the nobles, and he was even more forgiving. If Da Lang has half of the heart, dare not do his best for the Jurchen kingdom! The Song army is chasing after the attack, all the nobles are waiting here, it must have been a success, and Dong Dalang also asks for a little bit to save some face, but begs the nobles to give him a blade and kill a few Song troops, so as to vent this hatred a little!"

Yin Keshu laughed and picked up Dong Dalang hard, and also lost Dong Dalang's ability, and squeezed out two lines of tears. His face was full of eagerness for revenge. Yin Keshu beckoned back: "Give Da Lang a blade!" A Jurchen Mouke laughed and promised to jump off the horse, but he didn't look for the blade, broke a branch on the side of the road, and threw it at Dong Dalang's feet: "You are a man, you are worthy of calling such a guy, good swords and swords, but you insulted them!"

Jurchen knights. There was a burst of laughter, and the buzz between the valley roads was echoes. With the laughter, more and more Jurchen knights poured out from the distance of the valley and dismounted one after another. After the valley road was stuffed to the brim and more than 100 people were arrayed, the Jurchen knights behind did not dismount, but waited leisurely on the horses, and joked with the Jurchen soldiers who stepped down from time to time.

Facing the enemy. These Jurchens were surprisingly well-organized, and none of them looked nervous. On the contrary, he looks like he has been depressed for a long time and is eager to try. Few people hold a large shield in front, and they are warriors on foot. Hold the long and heavy blades of both hands and hold them in your hands. Fiddle with it as if there is no weight in your hands.

Although the formation is a little scattered, the taste of slaughter for the rest of this hundred battles has not diminished slightly. Dong Dalang was on the side, and he felt that the murderous aura was permeating the air!

This is what the Jurchen elite who swept across the entire Great Liao Empire really looked like?

Yin Keshu laughed, picked up the branch and threw it away, and scolded with a smile: "Nonsense!" Namouk also dismounted with a smile and lined up among the foot soldiers. Yin Keshu turned around to look at Dong Dalang, who was standing straight there and his face did not change.

Yin Keshu didn't look at the appearance of his son's son, but just held Dong Dalang's shoulders and slowly paced in front of him, and muttered: "Dalang, your son, I also saw it." Those henchmen who follow you for thousands of miles. It's also capable of going into battle. was actually defeated by the southerners who were less than you in a while, it seems that the ability of this southerner may not be bad............ Da Lang, you have always said to Zong Han that the southerners are weak and incompetent, and they must not go into battle to fight, it seems that it is not entirely right? ”

Dong Dalang's face was full of shame: "This is Xiao Yan's subordinates!" This Xiao Yan is a capable general of the Song people in southeast Liao. It was this guy who said that he had surrendered to Guo Yaoshi, and he took the lead in crossing the Baigou River north and defeated Xiao Gan and me in Yizhou City! Among the Song people, only this subordinate can fight! Da Lang is incompetent, and he has been defeated by this guy twice!"

"Xiao Yan? Xiao Yan? Yin Keshu muttered the name twice. Suddenly, there was a sharper whistle sound ahead, and there was a faint sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air.

The Jurchen knights who stretched out in front had already exchanged hands with the Song pursuers who were chasing after them. Yin Keshu raised his eyebrows fiercely and said with a smile: "These southerners. How dare you come! It can be called a capable army! However, they picked the wrong opponent. Sons, let these southerners see what this truly invincible army and the real heroes of the world look like who dominate the world and are invincible in front of the horse!"

Behind him, countless Jurchen knights responded with a bang, and their voices vibrated all over the world. In an instant, Dong Dalang only felt that the gloomy dark clouds in the sky were scattering and fleeing in all directions in this roar!

A rain of arrows struck, and it rushed straight towards Ma Kuo and his party, who were chasing after Dong Dalang's tail.

The rain of arrows came unusually suddenly. A gust of wind rushed straight to the door!

Ma Kuo was at the forefront, and subconsciously picked up the stirrups and dodged, half of his body hung down on the other side of the horse, and a long feathered arrow flew over the top of his head! Behind Ma Kuan, there were two Song riders, both wearing iron armor. One of the knights twisted as hard as he could, and the arrow landed at the junction of the shoulders and backs. It's not embedded in the nail leaf, but it's not a lot! The knight immediately snorted!

The other one, who was hit by an arrow right in the face, didn't even have a chance to hum, and fell straight into the dust on his head and feet!

Ma Kuo's heart was shocked, and he raised his head to look at both sides, and saw that there were more than a dozen knights scattered on both sides of the valley road, and among them, the enemy was still in the posture of raising his hand to release the bowstring. These knights, although they can't run like flying in high places, they can also move freely. They are all equestrian skills that have been trained in the mountains and forests. Most of these knights were short and stocky, with heavy armor and a leather robe and a belt tied around their waists, and some of them did not wear helmets, revealing the tail of the money rat at the back of their heads.

Jurchen, Jurchen knight!

These men were all too familiar, and he had lived and hunted with them, learned to speak their words, drank their spirits, and played with them. This is the rise of the tiger water, in a short period of time, the destruction of an empire. Their warriors endure hard work, take life and death lightly, can wear heavy armor and repeatedly charge and kill without getting tired, and can shoot a bow at a human head grass target a hundred and ten paces away. Crisscrossing the north, the horse has never encountered a rival Jurchen.

The Jurchens are coming! These are no longer fake Tartars like Dong Dalang, but real Jurchens!

Time seemed to pause a little at this moment, and in Ma Kuo's eyes, it seemed that he could see those Jurchen knights in the high places with a hideous and excited smile, pulling out the bowstring, the long arrows flashed with a cold cold light, and the air seemed to be violently compressed at this moment. At this moment, Ma Kuo seemed to feel that the cold light of this arrow was flashing in front of his eyes!

To retreat, or not to retreat? In my mind, all kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind. Ma Kuo didn't even feel his nervousness curling up on his horse. He once sent an envoy to the Jurchens and lived with the Jurchens for a long time, and the fierceness of these Jurchen warriors had left too deep an impression on Ma Kuo's heart. When he learned that Dong Dalang was coming with hundreds of Jurchen warriors, Ma Kuo's heart subconsciously swept through a trace of despair. With two hundred of them, it is absolutely impossible for them to resist the thousands of coalition forces of the Jurchen Dong Dalang here!

But looking at Yue Fei's firm eyes, as well as Fang Liang who stayed and decided to live and die with everyone, and then thinking about the overall situation behind him, what else did Ma Kuo have to say?

It's nothing more than a fight to the death.

fought with Dong Dalang several times, although it was hard and bloody, but it made Ma Kuo gradually devote himself to it, forgetting the ominous prospects he expected. just threw himself into this painful battle. At the moment when he finally broke Dong Dalang's main force, Ma Kuo really thought for a while that what he was worried about was not the truth, and they were guarding this Gubeikou!

Until these Jurchen knights appeared in front of him!

Dozens of voices sounded in Ma Kuo's ears at the same time: "Ma Xuanzan, what should I do?" Fight or go? ”

"Ma Xuanzan, the Tartar and Zi arrows are accurate, we can't be beaten here, are we rushing over?"

"Ma Xuanzan, is it fighting or leaving?"

Before Ma Kuo could answer, the Jurchen knights pounced on them with another round of arrows, and this time their bows lowered a little. A row of feathered arrows just pounced on the mounts of the Song army on the mountain road. The Song army's war horses are not armored, it is the target that can be killed, a row of arrows rained over, and suddenly the three or four mounts in front have been hit by arrows, the war horse neighed and stood up, and the knight desperately clamped the horse's belly, so that he did not fall, and the horse was at the forefront, which was naturally the target of the feather arrow. His mount was also a carefully selected good horse, and it was captured by a Khitan general in Yizhou, and he was also hit by four or five arrows at this time. It was just a terrible scream, the front hooves were raised high, the hind legs were supported and jumped backwards, and after a few steps, he fell to the ground softly.

The horses in front of them were shot down. Unable to move forward, the mountain road was blocked, and dozens of horsemen of the Song army behind were also crowded into a group, and the sound of people shouting and neighing horses. The knights of the Song army behind them with shields took off their shields and covered them on the left and right. The front horse was soft, but he was fine, he turned over and got up, still holding the long knife in his hand, just looking around blankly.

Everyone's voices got louder, almost hoarse

"Ma Xuanzan, what is going on?"

"Ma Xuanzan, lead us to Zhuo over!"

"Ma Xuanzan, Ma Xuanzan, Ma Xuanzan!"

At this moment, Ma Kuo, who had withstood the violent impact of the war horse and turned over and stood up, lost the ability to judge. A word of withdrawal is in the mouth, but it can't be shouted. Now he and Yue Fei led the remnants of the hundreds of cavalry Song army. It's already exhausted from fighting, and the arrows and armor are all broken. It is relying on high morale and fighting spirit to support them: swallowing and rushing. Once he shouted the order to retreat, this morale would disappear in an instant, and it would be impossible for them, the exhausted remnants, to stop in front of these Jurchen Tartars and sons, and Gubeikou would not defend it if it was close to the mountains!

But in front of them, there are at least hundreds of the most ferocious true female real Tartars waiting for them, and this few dozen horses, rushing forward, is more likely. It's to die! Just because Ma Kuo knows the Jurchen so well, he doesn't think about being a second person in the Great Song Dynasty, and at this moment, he hesitated!

The boss was like this, and the momentum of the knights of the Song army, who was originally high-spirited, suddenly fell. After a row of feathered arrows was fired, the dozen or so Jurchen forward sentinels on the hillside just burst into a burst of mocking laughter, taking advantage of the cheap raid to injure a few of the opponent's horses. After frustrating each other's spirits, they no longer fell in love. Laughing as he rode his horse and turned around. In an instant, it disappeared behind the ridge of the hillside and turned into the bend of the mountain.

Song Jun was here, all kinds of shouts were mixed together, and some people were already looking towards the road, holding the reins of the horse and just staring at Ma Kuo, who was standing at the front in a daze. At this time, the sound of horses' hooves behind him sounded like thunder, although there was only the sound of a war horse galloping, but the sound of horses' hooves came quickly and resolutely, and every blow seemed to knock on the bottom of these Song Jun's hearts.

Mixed in one place, the Song army, who didn't know whether to advance or retreat, was overjoyed, and only the last name popped up in everyone's hearts.

Yue Du Yu Hou, Yue Fei!

It is this young general like the god of war, in the bloody battle between the Gubeikou mountains, for the first time to show his most dazzling light, as long as he is there, it seems that they will never be defeated with a military horse!

The person who came was indeed Yue Fei. Even Ma Kuo turned his head and watched Yue Fei's figure appear in front of him. He rode the black horse that had captured Dong Dalang, and the big gun was slanted behind him, and the spear was like blood, making the sound of hunting. His armor and robes were full of bloodstains, only the young face had not diminished a little, he had a glance at the situation here, and had already raised his voice: "Ma Xuanzan, only forward!"

The ranks of the Song army split to both sides. Try your best to make way for Yue Fei. Yue Fei rode his horse and rushed through. Ma Kuo greeted him and grabbed Yue Fei's horse reins. The horse's front hooves were buried deep in the earth, and he lifted up a large chunk of dirt, and his body was almost drawn backwards into a bow.

"The one ahead is the real Jurchen. True, Jurchen Tartar, son! There should be a hundred enemies, can we move forward, can we rush through? ”

Ma diffusion lowered his voice. I almost gritted my teeth and said a few words. Yue Fei's face was covered with blood and sweat, and he listened intently. Looking back at the trusting eyes of the Song army soldiers behind him, and then at the bend of the mountain that was filled with murderous aura in front of him.

Yue Fei just smiled faintly.

"Ma Xuanzan, can we not move forward? It was with a little blood sincerity that we fought until now. In order to block the Tartar and the son at the end of the Gubei Pass, didn't the people who stayed behind all decide that even if they died, they would never retreat? I know that there are real Jurchen Tartars and sons, and they should also appear. Are we still back in the cabin? We only have less than 100 tired soldiers left, and once we retreat, it is equivalent to completely letting go of this Han family barrier!

Xuanzan, let me come forward and kill! I also know that nine deaths are one life. But I really can't just go back! Even if it is death, let these Jurchens who think they are invincible in the world know that we Song people can not be insulted, so that they don't make the wrong idea!

At this moment, even if there are many enemies in front of me, I can only rely on it without hesitation, and with this big gun, I will rush to the end of the sky!"

Ma Kuo listened to Yue Fei's words quietly, and the soldiers of the Song Army behind him also listened to Yue Fei's words quietly. Look at his young figure, sitting straight on horseback. The wind blew the red tassels on the top of his helmet, and it was reflected in everyone's hearts.

Ma Kuo smiled, pointed at a Song army knight and scolded with a smile: "Give me the horse!"

The knight of the Song army shouted to hit the sky: "Xuanzan, what am I calling for the battle?" ”

Ma Kuo smiled: "Don't listen to military orders? You and Zhang Wu, the two of them rode back, rushed back to the battlefield just now, and asked the brothers to hurry up and clean up. Surrender the Gubeikou Pass, report our news to the party senator, the real girl and the real Tartar have come out, and we will go to the last battle of the mother! ”

The knight of the Song army glared at Ma Kuo. Without saying a word, he just refused to throw away the reins in his hand. Ma Kuo pulled him off the horse, what else did the Song army knight want to say, but before the words came out, tears burst out of his eyes, Ma Kuo turned over on the horse, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Brother, thank you for following me to fight until this moment, now I am going back to pass the order on the military order, not ashamed." Or a good boy of our big song......

After he said this softly, he turned his head to look at Wu Minshuang's gaze at him and Yue Fei, and shouted, "It's been a fight until now." We are this Gubeikou, this Great Wall, and this Han fence! Somebody knows what we've done! As soon as we retreat at this time, we will hand over all our glory, and we will give up this barrier that we once fought for! Brethren, follow me! Follow Yue Du Yuhou! Living and dying with all the kings is a fortunate thing in my life!"

The Song knight was silent for a moment. shouted in unison: "I want to follow the two generals!" Onward, onward! Crush the Tartars and the Sons!"

Ma Kuo and Yue Fei looked at each other and smiled. At the same time, he pulled the reins of his horse and walked at the front of the mountain road, and behind them, dozens of clothes and armor were shattered. The scarred knights of the Song army, also riding in two columns, followed behind them, and walked forward without hesitation, rushing straight into the unpredictable battlefield in front.

Yue Fei arrived at this moment, defending the bloody battle at Gubeikou for a long time, and only then did he look back at the south for the first time: "Xiao Xuanzan, I Yue Fei has lived up to your reward and has done my best." My ability and ability can only go so far, and the one who can save such a crisis, Xiao Xuanzan, is the only one left! Xiao Xuanzan, I believe that you will never bear my Yue Fei's bloody battle!"

Xiao Yan was shocked.

He stood in the tent, looking to the right and the left, but he did not know what was wrong. He was under his luxuriously furnishings, with a velvet blanket under his feet, and the fragrance of the tent lingered. In front of him, there was a copper dressing mirror, and several courteous servants. is helping him to wrap the belt around his waist.

Han Shizhong was dressed in military uniform. The sword stood behind him, his hand pressed on the stool, and he was so bored that he yawned there.

In Liu Yanqing's camp. The wine was held for two or three days, and every day was the same price as the delicious and delicious water.

There were still two good polo teams in Liu Yanqing's camp, and they also watched a fierce battle between them, and several ministers of the Western Army made bets of tens of thousands. Xiao Yan hasn't gotten a penny yet, and the reward that Tong Guan has transferred, Xiao Yan also knows that all of them will be sent down to strengthen the morale of the army. He was empty-handed, and he naturally didn't participate in these luxurious gambling games of the Western Army, only to laugh.

These days, if there is a refrigerator of frozen beer, plus a table of mahjong, kara ○k and the like, it is not much different from when I used to relax. It's just that I used to be lazy, and I was in the future of peace and peace, but now the big guys are so idle and enjoying, but it is in Gaoliang Henan, opposite the 40,000 negative Liao army, and then Yanjing Xiongcheng. Further north, there are also wild waves that I have been deliberately not thinking about, which may come at any time!

Since the crossing, his life has always hung by a thread, and he has worked as hard as a dog. It's not a good thing. These ministers are living like this, they are really more human than human, and they are angry with each other............

After a few days of idleness, Liu Yanqing seemed to have thought of the military discussion. Only today did the ministers and generals gather to formally discuss how to enter the army. According to Wang Yu's private statement, the armies have just gathered and entered the battlefield of the Gaoliang River.

Liu Yanqing originally planned to rest for another three or five seven days before discussing the specific march of the army, since he was not the main force in this battle, it didn't matter if Liu Yanqing was so slow, or Tong Guan couldn't wait in the rear, and he also knew what kind of virtue this Liu Taiwei relied on.

He also complained loudly in his account: "At the beginning, I said that I would have a deep ditch and a high fortress in the Gaoliang River, and I would slow down the army's heart, but I was acting seriously, what is there to urge!" Anyway, the great merit of recovering Yanjing is not promised to me Lao Liu. It's just a start, so urgent, if something goes wrong, who is at fault then? Temperate the whole army of the Northern Expedition, and the name is glamorous. The inner bag is nothing more than that, who loves this name. Whoever goes!"

In this way, you are all right. Including Xiao Yan, who is scheduled to sing the leading role, they are all bathed and changed, dressed in official robes, and they are finally going to the military tent to discuss the matter.

I don't know if the aroma burning in the tent is too dense, or if the comfortable days have loosened my muscles and spirits together. When the little guys diligently helped Xiao Yan change his official uniform, he was almost dozing off lazily. The mind was empty, and there was no nervousness about the upcoming formal military meeting, facing Liu Yanqing and others, there were thousands of worries in his heart, and there was no need to talk to him, anyway, it was useless.

But just when he was so lazy and exhausted, all of a sudden, a cry seemed to come from the far north. This cry is distant and desolate, as if it has been echoed for thousands of years.

"Every day, every day............

“……………… Give me back the rivers and mountains!!"

"I've done my best. Praise, don't fail us!"

Yue Fei! Xiao Yan was shocked. (The tiger's body was shocked, o(nn)o) looked around, but it was just a calm tent, and Han Shizhong, who was startled by his movements and stared at him.

Xiao Yan carried the official robe that had not yet been worn, regardless of it, and strode out of the tent. Look to the north at the cloud mountain.

Yue Fei, Yue Fei, what's wrong with you there?

At the other end of the mountain, the shout of the knight of the Song army also shocked Yin Keshu who was riding his horse in the array.

He looked at Dong Dalang beside him and shook his head slightly: "Do they really want to rush over?" The southerners turned out to be good men? I didn't expect wow, I didn't expect ............

The battlefield of choice for silver. It is also carefully arranged. In the middle of the valley road, a gourd-shaped shape was formed, and the open space that they lined up to block was a few points wider than the mountain road where Yue Fei and Dong Dalang had a bloody battle just now. It was enough for him to discharge a heavy infantry formation, and once the Song army collapsed, it would be convenient and quick for the rear iron cavalry to pursue the attack.

In terms of Yin Keshu and even the ringing in the heart of his subordinate Mouke, after the bloody battle, he was shocked to find that they had been waiting here for a long time, and they were the famous and invincible Jurchen knights in the world. The Song people will never rush over, but will admit defeat and turn around and flee for their lives.

The difference in strength is too great.

But since Yin Keshu is known as a famous Jurchen general, he will never think he is strong and act at will, every move, but he is cautious and careful. Four hundred Jurchens, half of them dismounted and lined up to prevent the Song army from clashes. Kill them as much as possible. And two hundred iron cavalry, ready to pursue at any time, swept the remnants of the Song army into the air, and destroyed the elite of the Song army who dared to do field battles in the mountains. The Gubeikou pass is completely open to them!

The combat effectiveness of the Song army has already amazed the Jurchens who have descended from Yinkeshu, and their evaluation of the southerners has unconsciously increased by a few points. But they still firmly believe that the Song people dare not rush to them again! At that time, only the pursuit and sweep remained, and the rest of the work was easily done. It has been delayed for a few days in Gubeikou, maybe the southerners have already prepared, and if they want to get the biggest advantage and really change the situation in Yandi, they have to work harder!

However, after a short hesitation, the Song army roared in unison, and the sound of hooves could be heard like thunder. These dozens of Song army knights who were fighting with swords and armor were already in array, and they faced them without hesitation, rushing towards them, these Song troops will never retreat!

Each Jurchen had an expression of disbelief on his face. Since the first battle of the Guard, the Jurchen Iron Cavalry swept through the northern land, and never encountered such an opponent again. I don't know how many Liao people Xi people are famous ministers and fierce generals of the Bohai Han'er. When they saw the banner of their Jurchens, they turned around and fled, even if they had tens of thousands, and they Jurchens only had a few enemies and a hundred horsemen.

But these Song people. Still moving forward firmly!

Yin Keshu's face changed violently, and he finally lost the mocking smile that had been hanging on his face. Fiercely raised his breath and shouted: "Sons, these Song people are not soft eggs!" It's a good guy who deserves our serious fight! But I still have to say that in this world, there is only one male division, and this male division will always be our Jurchen eagle!"

In his shouts. The first pair of Song Riders had already appeared in sight, and there was a total of one of them, carrying a big gun, but he just looked coldly at the heavy Jurchen knight formation in front of him, and the eyes of both sides met from afar, splashing countless sparks in the air!

The knights of the Song Army in the back. A pair appeared, and as the terrain gradually opened up, it extended to both sides, opening up the front of about a dozen horses. Behind them, there were only a few shallow columns. The Song army and horses, that's all there is to it. Yin Keshu could see it clearly, from the first ride to the last ride, none of the Song Army knights' eyes wavered in the slightest!

Yue Fei and Ma Kuo were naturally at the forefront of this thin riding formation, and when they saw the Jurchen formation in front of them, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Jurchen warriors in front of you. Needless to say, robust and tough. Facing their dozens of horses, their eyes were full of fighting spirit. But there was no sound. These are elite and fierce warriors. The Jurchen is famous, but it is not fortunate. And even with such a strong army, the number far exceeds the remnants of the soldiers they lead. The Jurchen generals were still cautious and cautious in meeting them with the most certain victory.

If there was still a little fantasy just now, I thought that with the last bit of sharpness, there was still a glimmer of hope. Then this glimmer of hope for the ship's existence will be completely shattered!

All that's left is to fight to the death.

In the first battle between the Great Song Dynasty and the Jurchen Tartars and the Sons, they must not retreat without a fight!

Yue Fei slowly raised his spear. Looking back at the left and right, he shouted loudly: "Follow me!"

Even Ma Kuo, after these few days of bloody battles, when he finally rushed into battle and killed, he was just waiting for Yue Fei's order!

Yue Fei took a deep breath. A fierce clamp on the horse's belly, no longer leaving half a cent of horsepower. The divine horse under the crotch shot out like electricity, and rushed straight towards the Jurchen array. Behind Yue Fei, dozens of Great Song knights also roared in unison, and their war horses galloped under their crotches, facing the large array of more ferocious alien mortal enemies who appeared in front of Great Song for the second time. Face their final fight to the death!

Yin Keshu waved his right hand violently, and behind the front rows of Jurchen armor soldiers, it was the Min Pai archers, with Yin Keshu's order, the front rows of Jurchen armor soldiers half-crouched down, and the archers behind opened their strong bows. Almost close to the level of shooting, it sent out a sky of feather arrows! These Jurchens with extremely long arrows were accustomed to using feather arrows, carrying a fierce wind, and rushed straight towards the mounts of the Song army's armor soldiers. Even if the Jurchens no matter how strong their bows and arrows are, in this kind of weather, they are facing the armored Song army, and they are willing to die and forget their lives, and they are desperately moving forward, it will not cause them much harm.

Whether it is the Shengjie army or the Shenwu Changsheng army, they are all light horses, and the horses have never worn vests. A few days of bloody battles, mostly dismounted and foot fighting. The armor on the body takes advantage of it. But this last battle was a light cavalry charge. After a row of feather arrows, these faithful mounts that followed their masters in the Beigukou Mountains let out a long hiss, and the front row of Song Riders and mounts almost all fell with their front hooves at the same time, and the horse armor soldiers rolled down one after another!

Yue Fei, who rushed to the front, suddenly neighed at the moment when the feather arrows flew in his crotch, and the sound of hissing was like a tiger's roar, the hind hooves were violently propped up, the horse's body was opened, and he jumped high in the air, so he let go of these feather arrows that were deliberately lowered from the height!

In the Jurchen array, everyone couldn't help but look up at the divine horse flying in the air at this moment. There was also the young general of the Song Army on the horse, watching him unfold the big gun red like blood. And so it flew towards them!

Even Yin Keshu, at this time, his right hand froze in mid-air. Beside him, Dong Dalang's teeth were already gritting, and he only felt at this moment that no matter how he struggled, he was the hero of the world. It's not him, it's not him!

All the Song troops, whether they were rolling down or still rushing forward, at this time, they all burst into an earth-shattering cheer! Ma Kuo is also among them, at this moment, he only feels that his blood is full of blood, what about the Jurchen, as long as there is a hero in the Han family, they can only bend to the side forever and are not allowed to watch the land of the Han family!

This valley road was originally not long, but in order to strengthen the lethality of bows and arrows after the rain, the Jurchens also compressed the shooting distance to the shortest. In the midst of the roars of these dozens of men, Yue Fei took the lead and had already crashed straight into the Jurchen formation!

The sound of violent collision and shouting of killing suddenly sounded. And behind Yue Fei, Song Qi, who was still on the horse. also followed Yue Fei's figure and crashed into the Jurchen array. Those fallen vest soldiers, turned over and got up, regardless of whether they had blades in their hands or not, they still limped to keep up!

Following the heroes of the world such as Yue Du Yuhou, the man died in arson, and his heart was like iron!

Countless soldiers fought together, and each Song soldier desperately waved the blade in his hand. Yue Fei was at the forefront, the big gun unfurled, and the blood splattered. Tough as the Jurchens, still like Dong Dalang's subordinates, he fell under his gun!

In an instant, the Jurchen formation loosened, and those who faced its front retreated. It's messy and messy. And in the mouths of these Jurchen warriors, they also heard the long-lost exclamation and screams!

At this moment, Yin Keshu's shout sounded like thunder: "Does this make you afraid?" 700,000 Liao troops. We also swept it away! Capture this Song general!"

The savage blood nourished between the white mountains and black waters deep in the bones of the Jurchen warriors also erupted vigorously in front of the formidable opponents. Yue Fei's shot flashed, and the head of the gun sank into the throat of a Jurchen armorer. The armorer screamed, and blood splattered from his trachea. But he lost his blade and grabbed Yue Fei's spear head. With Yue Fei's strength, under his dying outburst, he couldn't move for a while! In this short moment. Countless Jurchen armor soldiers have already swarmed up, countless blades have been handed over, Yue Fei's left hand stretched out under his ribs like a lightning flash, the cold light flashed, the sword was already unsheathed, the long sword swept by, and suddenly two human heads flew high! Although the two armorers fell suddenly, next to their still unfallen corpses, there were still Jurchen armorers who pounced on them regardless of it, so that the long-bladed ones had already lost their weapons. The fit pounced, and he slammed into Yue Fei's side regardless of it!

Under the vigorous efforts of such a few people, Yue Fei could no longer sit in the saddle, and felt that his legs were grabbed and lifted by several hands. When he was about to fall off the horse, he shouted, and finally pulled out the big gun and swept a *** fiercely. Whether it is touched by the head or the barrel of the gun. The Jurchen armor soldiers fell one after another. Where Yue Fei fell off his horse, a gap was swept away!

When he finally fell into the crowd of Jurchen armor soldiers, Yue Fei glanced at the battlefield. The lonely Song army armor soldiers, like him, were overwhelmed by these equally strong Jurchen armor soldiers. Ma Kuo was not far from him. He was still sitting on a horse, with a lance in his right hand and a sword in his left hand, still fighting to the death.

They rushed into battle, and everyone did their best, but they failed............

The fierce battles had almost exhausted the last trace of strength in Yue Fei's body, and the inside of his throat was fishy, and that was because of the blood that had not been spit out from the internal injury. The final impact just now should also be the last strength that every Song Army knight squeezed out of his blood.

His body finally fell heavily to the ground. At this moment, Yue Fei almost wanted to close his eyes.

Is that the end of it?

Behind the Jurchen Formation, Yin Keshu was also watching the brave Song Army general fall off his horse.

On his face, there was no half relaxed look.

The sight of dozens of thin southerner knights rushing towards his Jurchen athletes' large array made him unforgettable. Is it the Southerners who are so brave, or are they only so brave? If the southerners are as brave as this, then how could they be pressed on the head of the Khitans for more than a hundred years?

Or are the southerners, who don't realize that they actually have such warriors? It's just a group of cowards, stealing from high positions. Let so many warriors die silently?

You must kill this Yanshan, see what kind of people these southerners are, and look at that land. What does it look like!

We must crush their confidence, demoralize them, and make them like the Liao people, terrified when they hear the name of the Jurchens. Otherwise, even if the Jurchen is secluded outside the gate, they will not be able to sleep peacefully!

At this moment, Yin Keshu couldn't help but shout, almost hoarse: "Kill them all!" Throw the heads of these Nanren warriors in front of the horses of their commanders, and let them know that no one can resist the hooves of our Jurchen athletes!"

The impact of landing made Yue Fei's eyes widen again. Yin Keshu's cry came into his ears with the same clarity. This is not the end, I still have ambitions, such a big enemy is even more vicious than the Khitan, and I will have to fight to the death with them countless times in the future!

I have to wait for Xiao Xuanzan to arrive and kill them back to Yanshan!

You can't die, you can't die!

He roared fiercely, so loud that it overshadowed Yin Keshu's loud shout and overwhelmed a sound on the battlefield. The mountains and valleys should be shocked! In just a moment, Yue Fei had already bounced up from the ground, the big gun was unfurled, and the sword swept across, just pounced on those Jurchen armor soldiers who were approaching him! Every stab, every slash, was accompanied by a splash of blood, only to the fragile throats and faces of these heavily clad Jurchen warriors. When these Jurchen warriors were brute forced, wielding the blades in their hands, and even using their bare hands, they entangled and grabbed the spear and sword in Yue Fei's hand. These two blades turned out to be like living cypresses, and they were wiped away, and the big gun was made like a living dragon by Yue Fei, the head of the spear flashed, and it stabbed out from an impossible angle, harvesting every life that dared to approach him!

No one knows. Where did Yue Fei's last strength come from, it seemed that at this moment, he burned every bit of his flesh and blood and turned it into the strength to fight to the death!

The opponent is like this, the Jurchen armor is also a human being, and more than a dozen brave men have been killed and wounded, but they still can't grab Yue Fei's ***, and they can only be a little bit. That divine horse seemed to have recognized its true owner, and was still standing there obediently when Yue Fei was surrounding him in a *** death fight.

Take advantage of the opponent's moment. Yue Fei had already flown on the horse, slamming the horse's belly, and in the long neighing, the divine horse had already spread its hooves and rushed out, and the two Jurchen armorers in front of him were suddenly knocked away, and the healthy horse bowed its head and arched. The head of the horse wearing the iron horse face made a big opening in the face of a Jurchen armor soldier!

In an instant, Yue Fei had already rushed out of his battle group and faced Ma Kuo, his guns and swords were unfurled, and the Jurchen armor soldiers were loosened, and they were invincible. Let him rush straight over! The Jurchen iron horsemen behind these foot warriors roared in unison, but after all, this battlefield is in the valley, and no matter how wide it is, it is limited. These 200 infantry armor soldiers blocked the battle group to death, they just wanted to step forward to fight, and they couldn't rush for a while!

Yue Fei's big gun picked up a Jurchen armor soldier who was rushing towards Ma Kuo, and rushed to Ma Kuo's side. Ma Kuo has never been dismissed. Just wielding a horse lance to fight, his face was also covered with bloodstains, he didn't distinguish between friend and foe, and he drew at Yue Fei with a lance, Yue Fei crossed the sword, and shouted: "Xuanzan, go quickly!" ”

Ma Kuo stared at it. shouted: "Don't go!" I live and die with my brothers!"

Yue Fei's gaze swept slightly, and in the fierce battle, the Jurchen infantry warriors behind him had already avoided to both sides, and the Jurchen iron cavalry had already squeezed forward. In the infantry battle array, there were very few knights of the Song army, and they were still fighting desperately. He shouted in Ma Kuo's ear: "I will go to their aid!" I'm going to break it off! Ma Xuanzan, you still have to answer Xiao Xuanzan to the north! Let's go, let's go!"

Ma Kuo glanced at Yue Fei deeply, only to see the determination on Yue Fei's face. He let out a grief, turned his horse's head and left. And Yue Fei roared at the same time, and rushed towards the place where the few Song Army knights were surrounded!

At this time, Yin Keshu, who was immediately behind the formation, was already full of disbelief on his face. He didn't bother to give any more orders. The Song army was almost completely annihilated, and this time it was already defeated. Gubeikou has been opened to these people of him and Dong Dalang. At this moment, he just wants to see how far this young general of the Song Army can go?

Under his gaze. I saw Yue Fei's figure shuttling through the formation. Spears and swords are slashed, and no one can do it. The horse is also running like flying. Yue Fei's big gun can always sweep away a ***. The remaining few Song soldiers were picked up by him, reacted, turned around and ran out of the formation, hesitating outside the formation, all empty horses. One by one, they fell crookedly and turned over their horses and fled backwards.

At this time, the Jurchen Iron Rider finally rushed in front of Yue Fei. These Jurchen iron riders all had red eyes. But when he approached Yue Fei, two more people fell off the horse!

With the last swing of the big gun, the Jurchen infantry soldiers around him had already avoided in order to make way for the cavalry, Yue Fei had already turned around and rushed out seven or eight steps, and turned the horse's head in a circle, just facing the approaching Jurchen iron cavalry. These Jurchen cavalrymen, watching Yue Fei turn around, grabbed the reins in unison, and almost crashed into a ball!

Yue Fei just looked coldly at the dense Jurchen iron rider in front of him like a wall. In the valley road, the Song army was already the only one left to ride alone. Even the men and horses have turned bright red. Left-handed sword. There is only half of it left. In the eyes of countless Jurchen knights, he slowly reined in his horse and retreated, and for a while, everyone just watched, watching Yue Fei turn around after retreating more than ten steps, and the divine horse under his crotch hissed, and he was already gone!

Yin Keshu, who had been looking at the qi qi in front of him, shouted, and those Jurchen iron horsemen who were about to ride their horses to chase down were stunned and stopped moving. Yin Keshu exhaled and nodded in admiration: "The hero of the world!" No need to chase! No matter how great this young general is, he can only fight, he can't save Gubeikou, and he can't stop us, this time, we won, why hurt the lives of Jurchen Erlang? As long as we pass this narrow pass, we will be allowed to gallop across the iron horse, no matter how great the ability of this Song young general is, he will not have the power to return to the sky! I want to see what other heroes the Song people can come up with to block us! Go, break in, and kill into the swallow land!"

After a loud order. He looked back at Dong Dalang, who had been silent beside him, and smiled: "Dalang, you lost in the hands of this Song general, you are not wronged!"

And Dong Dalang just sank like water.

Several fast horses galloped through the empty gallop in the middle of the camp.

Look at these riding uniform colors. It was the light cavalry of the Shengjie Army under the command of Xiao Yan. The faces of each rider were tense. just ran to Xiao Yan's place.

Xiao Yan finally changed into his official uniform, stumbled out of the big tent, and several guards led by Zhang Xian led the horses and waited outside the tent. Xiao Yan took the reins and was about to turn over and get on the horse. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horses' hooves rushing in his direction.

His heart tightened. Turning his head to look, Han Shizhong beside him also put down his lazy look, pressed the sword on his waist, and stood upright.

Several horsemen also rushed over, and when they saw Xiao Yan's figure, they turned over and dismounted after a dozen steps, and bowed down to the dust: "Xuanzan." Xuanzan, Jurchen Min Qianqian rode south! Ma Xuanzan and Yue's deputy Duyu Marquis had already led more than 100 horsemen to fight fiercely with the Jurchen army in the mountains of Gubeikou, desperately blocking the momentum of the Jurchens going south! Tang Yuhou has already led the troops to respond, and begged Xuanzan to send a quick army to respond!"

One of them passed the ride. came from Gubeikou, met Tang Huai all the way, and then rushed back to Xiao Yan's camp, and learned that he was here to participate in the military conference in Liu Yanqing, and he never slept endlessly. Straight for here. At this moment, he took a few steps on his knees and shouted loudly: "Xiao Xuanzan, Ma Xuanzan and Deputy Yue Yuhou are fighting desperately!" We only have 200 brothers! Please, preach and save them! Save these 200 brethren!"

Xiao Yan's body shook, and he turned around sharply and looked north.

History has changed.

There is no need to say what impact the Jurchens will have on this war.

I have no doubt about it. Ma Kuo and Yue Fei, and even Tang Huai, would do everything they could to delay the Jurchen's southward march as much as possible. And how should they use the time they have bought with their lives?