On the east flank of the battlefield, in the Zahu array, at this moment, there was the sound of Zahu riding screaming in the sky. More than 100 cavalry warriors who turned to the east flank to attack the Shenwu Victorious Army are ravaging in their formation!

The wing where Zahu lived, although the number of people far exceeded that of the Jurchen Pucha Wulie in the west wing. But he was slammed into by these more than 100 cavalry Song soldiers, but he was killed and had almost no strength to fight back!

This nearly 2,000 people who are capable of fighting at this moment, even though they have obtained some of the military equipment of the Song army captured along the way, still look messy. Tribal chieftains wore armor and chain mail, but some knights wore leather robes.

These miscellaneous hues used light cavalry to run and harass as a common skill, and when they fought in formation, the length of the blades was mixed, and the infantry were crowded together, and the gap here and there was too large. The position of the light cavalry behind the formation was too far away to closely coordinate with the infantry array.

The most important thing is that these miscellaneous hus went all the way south, although they swept through the Lan army and Lanzhou like a raging wave, and fought until they reached the west gate of Taiyuan Mansion, but their energy and body were exhausted. The first battle of Honggu Village, the offensive and defensive battles under Loufu City, all paid heavy casualties, and they were all lost in the hands of this strong army of the Southern Dynasties. In the face of the decisive impact of the Shenwu Victorious Army, the courage has fallen!

When the more than 100 horsemen turned a perfect ninety degrees and roared, a rain of arrows came out of the chaos. Then the light horsemen involuntarily retreated, hoping that these foot warriors could consume some momentum. When they go into battle, those who can be driven off their horses and fight on foot, and when the time comes, they will fight desperately in the city are not the elite warriors in their respective tribes. Watching more than 100 iron horsemen roaring over, the murderous aura rose with the smoke and dust, and rode lightly behind the formation. Where do you dare to catch up and fight hard. Protecting these miscellaneous infantry warriors whose status is far lower than theirs?

Arrows rain over. Stepping down and opening the bow and arrows, the strength of the head is much better than that of riding and shooting. For a while, more than ten Song soldiers rolled off their horses. But more Song army armor soldiers, with arrows hanging on their armor, their iron faces are hideous, and their blades are flashing with cold light, but they still do not slow down at all, and they crash into the already chaotic Zahu infantry formation!

People shouted the sound of neighing horses, the sound of screaming. The sound of flesh being knocked away, and the sound of chirping and slashing. Just as it erupted in the Zahu array, more than 100 cavalry Song army armor soldiers tore apart the array and fought all the way into the depths. And the Zahu infantry army was cut down in front of their horses in rows!

The tiger enters the flock, and it is nothing more than this!

In the blink of an eye, the Zahu infantry army array had a tendency to collapse. The miscellaneous beard at the edge of the array has already lost his blade and removed his armor, and he fled. Just one hit. These more than 1,000 horses lined up in a mixed array of mustaches almost collapsed completely!

Just behind the battle, he watched this qiē of Surunu. The muscles on his face twitched, and the elite of the tribes around him were full of fear. This strong army, when the lonely city was besieged, suddenly killed, once the impact is launched, it is an endless momentum. The sons of the southbound tribe have no power to fight back in front of them. After this large-scale war, even if someone is lucky enough to return to the grassland, in the future, in the future, in the dream, there will be these hundreds of hideous iron faces every night, these two perfect turning smoke and dust pulled out under the Loufu City, this snowy blade, this own son of the miserable wail, these four splashes of flesh and blood!

Everyone's eyes turned to Surunu in a hurry, this is a war between the Jurchens and the Southern Dynasties, are we going to be buried for this war? Hurry up, one step later, these Southern Dynasty ironclad demon gods will kill through the infantry army, and they will come at us!

The muscles on Surunu's face twitched, and he looked at the Southern Dynasty armor soldiers who were rolling up the sky with blood and rain. Countless grassland children wailed and screamed in front of their horses, and rows of them were cut down and overturned. Blood splattered, turning the dry battlefield into a blood-colored mud in the blink of an eye.

The dream of dominating Monan, under the appearance of such a strong military horse of the Southern Dynasty, in the new rise of the Jurchens, showed more brutal force than the Khitans. And in front of such a strong army of the Southern Dynasty, it has become so ridiculous. You must know that in the four hundred military states of the Southern Dynasty, these grassland tribes swept all the way with the help of the Jurchen soldiers, and it is said that only two military states have fallen!

In this way, it collided with such a strong army, and the Southern Dynasty was so rich and vast, how many elite soldiers and strong generals were there? Even if the grassland tribe even adds men, women, and the old and weak together, can they make a little wave in front of such a powerful Southern Dynasty?

Could it be that these tribes can only survive forever in the barren and barren grasslands that are plagued by white and black?

Surunu looked around blankly, but he was looking at the smoke and dust rolling up from behind, and in the smoke and dust, hundreds of Jurchen iron horsemen were also silent, just desperately urging the horses, and also with an indomitable momentum, like a series of iron walls. Desperate to join the battlefield!

On the front is the Southern Dynasty armor warrior who slaughtered on a large scale, and behind it is the Jurchen Iron Cavalry that can be separated from a piece of silver art. The miscellaneous beards are caught in the middle, and their lives are like ants.

But this scene also made Surunu react at once.

They can't go yet! Fleeing from here and heading all the way north, it was the Jurchen brigade that was pouring in endlessly. fled without authorization, only to be slaughtered by the Jurchens like dogs and sheep. At this time, the only way to fight to the end with the Jurchens is to earn a life!

Surunu suddenly screamed and pulled out his long knife: "Desperately!" Either fight the Southern Dynasty with the Jurchens, or die here, there is no second way out! ”

At the shouting, Surunu was already rushing his horse forward like crazy, and beside him, the knights of his tribe could only follow on horseback. Once led by Surunu, these large groups of miscellaneous light horsemen who hesitated to wait and see behind the battle finally moved. Nearly a thousand horsemen, making a strange cry like a wolf and an eagle, surged forward. And the hundreds of Jurchen iron horsemen who could be separated from the silver art in the south also attacked. The warriors who are trapped in the array of the Zahu infantry army and slash and kill are like reefs that are about to be submerged by the big waves!

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On the west flank of the battlefield, the fighting was still fierce and tragic.

The most elite knight of the Great Song Dynasty, and the elite under the command of the Jurchen heavy general Wan Yan Lou Room. Slammed into each other again. Both sides slowed down. No one expects to go away with one blow. It is to divide life and death in this battle group that has fallen too many corpses!

The blades flown over, blood splattered, and the horses neighed. The sparks on the armor of both sides were splashed by the blades, and they fluttered in the thick yellow dust and smoke splashed by the horses' hooves.

The collision of two elite iron horses, the ferocity, is shocking!

Du Ruhu rushed left and right under the support of several personal guards, roaring again and again. Fight hard. He changed two long blades, both of which were broken, and at this time he relied on the riding shield tied to his left arm to cover it, and swung the Uzi steel long sword with his right hand to fight to the death.

When it came to this Cheng dù, Du Ruhu firmly involved the main force of the Jurchens, which was enough for Lou Fu City to try its best to accept the fleeing people, and close the city to continue to defend it.

But in the same way, Du Ruhu no longer has a chance to kill out.

But so what? A rush killed thousands of people. And when the army of his own army was completely wiped out, at least the same number of real female and real Tartars were buried with him. And that's not counting the miscellaneous beards!

Du Ruhu, who put down a qiē, only felt that his own killing was indescribably refreshing, and the Uzi steel long sword in his hand that King Yan asked a master craftsman to build. Originally, it was the shape of the horse sword used by the horseman. The hilt of the sword is extremely long, the brass sword gourd is balanced in weight, and the sword spine is heavy, and when it is wielded, it is extremely easy to wield. And it has a weight of seven or eight catties, plus an extremely sharp edge, but the middle body, the clothes and armor are flat, and the blood is splashed!

In the midst of the battle, he swept past another Jurchen Tartar and beheaded the horse with a wave of his sword. The Jurchen knight didn't have time to pick up the stirrups and jump away, and he rolled down the dust with the war horse, and the guards behind him were about to step on the horse, but with a sharp scream, he was stabbed off the horse with a spear by a Jurchen Tartar who came silently and suddenly. Du Ruhu gritted his teeth and circled the horse's head, riding with the Jurchen Tartar, striking with his left hand, and the riding shield slammed on the face of the Tartar, with such great force, that the riding shield, which had already been scarred, was suddenly torn apart. But the Tartar's nose was also smashed into his face, and he turned over and fell off the horse after screaming in the middle of a scream.

Du Ruhu's left arm was also numb, and before he could find the next target, a spear stabbed from the side. At this time, the speed of the war horse has been reduced to the lowest twice, and the tiger can only turn around as much as possible on the horse, and the long sword has not had time to poke out the spear shaft, so he can only use the hilt to pin the spearhead, and press down on the wrist and twist: "Let go!" ”

On weekdays, with the strength of a tiger, taking this spear can be called a sure thing. But now, as soon as I urge my strength, I only feel that my arms are sore, and my lungs are hot and painful when I inhale. has always been the first to rush to the front. Xiao Han Wu has already fought to the point where not to mention the exhaustion of oil and the lamp, it is also a great decline in strength. This time, he didn't snatch the spear down, and the Jurchen Tartar was still desperately sending the spear forward! And Du Ruhu can only grit his teeth and hold back the spearhead.

When he was screaming, another Jurchen Tartar snatched it from the side, waving the long knife in his hand, and slashed at the side of the tiger!

In the splash of sparks, they were all like tigers and even the iron mask were split by this knife, bringing out a deep wound on the face, and blood suddenly gushed out, at the same time. The hardwood shaft of the spear, which was pinned like a tiger, also snapped and broke. Like a tiger with no more strength, the head and feet rolled off the horse's back.

This knife wound is still secondary, if it weren't for the rich experience of the tiger battle formation, when the wind hit the ears, he subconsciously tensed the neck muscles, shortened the neck to protect the cervical vertebrae, and tried his best to reduce the strength of the knife. Even if the hood and the iron mask can have a protective effect, this knife is enough to break the cervical vertebrae of Du Ruhu!

Rao is like this, Du Ruhu only felt that the roar in his ears was the sound of thunder and lightning for a while, and the cochlea was concussed, and he also lost control of his body's balance. I couldn't sit on the back of the horse anymore, and I turned over and fell off the horse.

Seeing this Song army warrior fall off his horse, the Jurchen knights around him all let out a cheer!

This fierce general of the Southern Dynasty with an angry King Kong statue on his iron face, rushed left and right in the battle array, skilled in equestrianism, and fought bravely. I don't know how many Jurchen sons and daughters have been stabbed and beheaded, and even Pucha Wulie's nephew Wuliuge was beheaded by him. Cut off his head, no matter who it is, at least get a reward of fifty accounts from Zong Han!

Even if it wasn't for the reward, so many Jurchen warriors died at the hands of this Southern Dynasty warrior, and they had to cut off his head in order to relieve their resentment against him a little!

When the Jurchen armor warriors cheered and poured in, the remnants of the Shenwu Changsheng army around them also shouted: "General! ”

These scarred warriors, leaving their opponents behind, regardless of their injuries. is also desperately rushing towards the place where the tiger has fallen!

The Jurchen armor soldier who shot down all the tigers with one sword. Then you have to ride forward. Cut off like a tiger's head. The mount neighed miserably, and the guards who had been stabbed off the horse before were like tigers, and with their last breath, they touched the foot of the Jurchen armorer who was cut off with a saber.

The mount served, and the Jurchen armor had already picked up the stirrups in mid-air and wanted to dismount and fight. But the hard-hit ones were like tigers, and they had already screamed, and they didn't know where the strength came from to stand up and pounce straight over, and he was stabbed in the abdomen by a spear. The yard has been dragged out!

The Jurchen armor soldier was knocked down by Du Ruhu's personal guards with the last bit of strength. Another spear was put on by the Jurchen armor who was like a tiger, and suddenly a little lance protruded from his chest, but it was a Song army armor soldier who came from behind and threw the horse lance in his hand!

The Song army armor who lost his blade could not rush to Du Ruhu's side, and was cut down by the Jurchen armor who caught up. But there is also a steady stream of Shenwu Changsheng Jun'er Lang who sacrificed his life and forgot his life, and fought fiercely with the Jurchen armor soldiers who also came in!

With the place where the tiger fell as the center of the whirlpool, this cavalry battle has reached its final climax. The two sides no longer have maneuver avoidance, and there is no equestrian fighting. Instead, they scuffled together in this small space, exchanging lives for lives. From the moment the horse fell to the ground, he continued to scuffle, and in an instant, dozens of lives were consumed. The horses that had lost their masters neighed and squeezed together. Even these mounts, each other. Kicking and biting, too!

Du Ruhu was lying in the center of this whirlpool, surrounded by dead men and horses, Venus was popping up in front of him, he couldn't hear any sound, he couldn't use any strength, even if he tried his best to keep his eyes open, he could only watch the shadowy figure sway in front of him.

Is this going to die?

General Han, I didn't lose your face. King Yan, I haven't lost the prestige of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army you founded.

The drowsy consciousness finally returned to Du Ruhu slightly. As he rolled his eyes, he saw that there were already many bloody corpses around him, and the roar of his brothers was ringing beside him.

It's just that the roar of the men, who have been very familiar in the past two years, has withered and become scarce. More of it was the beast-like howl of the Jurchen Tartars!

Du Ruhu tried his best to stand up, but his head was as heavy as a mountain, and his mouth was full of the smell of blood, and he couldn't use enough strength to support himself in heavy armor to stand up. The hands and feet can move, but they just reach out and touch the ground, and accidentally touch a thing that I don't know if it's a sawdust fragment or a small wooden stick, and habitually put it in my mouth. Then he found that a badly injured Jurchen Tartar was wriggling, and the direction it came from was towards his house. Du Ruhu lay lazily on the ground and touched again, clutching a broken blade, I don't know what blade it broke from, waiting for the Jurchen Tartar to crawl to his side, holding it and piercing it through his neck socket.

In the end, he killed one, and they were all like tigers running out of strength, and they were content to lie on the ground with wooden sticks in their hands.

"Straight lady thief, I'm twenty-seven, I'm busy messing around in the washer, and I don't think women are annoying, and I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet............"

The armor soldiers of the Shenwu Changsheng Army, who were fighting to the death like a tiger, immediately stepped down at this time, and there were only a few or so sons left who could still support the battle with injuries, but they were all like tigers who howled like a wall, and the wings that were still dead were protected by the main general. Just waiting for the final battle to the death.

More than 100 followers were like tigers rolling towards the Shenwu Changsheng army on the west wing, fighting to the end. The Jurchen Tartars who fell in the battle array, but there were at least two hundred!

At this moment, the sound of a trumpet faintly spread into the array. This is not the sound of the horn blown by Hu Lu, even if he is hit hard, he can still subconsciously distinguish that this is the sound of the horn of the Song army!

The timbre is similar to the chirping of a swan, sad and lofty. But don't have a bit of indomitable majesty!

………… The reinforcements of the straight lady thief have finally arrived, and I thought you were not coming............ Even if it's like this, it's worth dying.

These bird tartars can't get through the trouble of building!

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And the silver art in the battle array also looked east at this moment.

I saw that at the western skyline, dozens of sentry scouts mixed with the Jurchens released to the east were galloping desperately westward. Behind them, a wave of cavalry had appeared, pulling away from the front. The red triangular tooth banner danced above the head of this cavalry. The figure who looked like a military general in front of him slowly flattened the horse lance in his hand. Then hundreds of spears, spears, horses, and lances were also flattened, flashing with a cold light!

Yinshu has never joined the fight, although he has a deep hatred and endless shame with this Southern Dynasty military horse. But this kind of scene, before he needs to go into battle to fight, is just to suppress the formation in the army and encourage the morale of the army. Seeing that in the short battle, this elite Southern Dynasty cavalry army was consumed at a rapid speed in front of the superior Jurchen forces. Yinshuke's tense expression finally relaxed.

Even if thousands of people are scattered, but without the support of this elite southern army in Loufu City, how long can Loufu City hold out? Today, it will be defeated in one go, even if it needs to be filled with the life of the Jurchen son!

But at this time, Yinshuke's face was distorted again.

It was this Southern Korean military horse that was about to be wiped out that consumed his precious time for two or three days in Lou Fu. Let the Southern Army finally react and mobilize reinforcements!

But at this time, there is only one way to fight to the end!

Yinshu can roar loudly: "Lou Chamber, follow a certain to meet it!" Pucha Wulie's department, led the cangtou bullet to press in front of Loufu City and lined up to the east and south, cutting off the connection between the southern army and the city! Jurchen good man, kill all these southern troops! Our reinforcements are coming! ”

The horses that came to reinforce the army were the commanders of the leading cavalry led by Li Yizhong.

rushed to the battlefield and saw this extremely tragic scene of fighting. And the head of the city is annoying, and it is still the banner of the Great Song Dynasty that is fluttering!

Looking at the chaotic Jurchen armored cavalry on the battlefield, looking at the bloody corpses all over the ground, and looking at the battle smoke and dust that almost turned red.

Li Yizhong took a deep breath, flattened the horse lance in his hand, glanced back at his son-in-law, and without saying a word, he stepped on the stirrup violently, urged the war horse, and rushed towards the battlefield in front of him! (To be continued......)

PS: I wish readers a happy Lantern Festival!

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