Chapter 37 Closing the door and beating the tiger is bloody

Under Wan Yanqing's supervision, the remaining 4,000 cavalry quickly dismounted, picked up the shields in their hands, formed a brief phalanx, and moved murderously towards the city.

Wu Song was on the city tower at this time, looking at the mess under the city, he was a little satisfied, and then glanced at the golden man in the distance with great interest, and sneered, since you have entered this city, don't go out delusionally.

With a wave of his hand, an order was given, and the crossbowmen in the city changed their broadswords and went to the dungeon with hulala. Next, it's time to start hand-to-hand combat with the golden people. Excitement and killing intent filled the eyes of every Liao soldier, when, they fought such a happy battle, in the blink of an eye, two thousand gold people died in front of their eyes, put it aside, it was simply a miracle.

The soldiers looked at Wu Song with respectful eyes, looking at the boss with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, everyone was full of happiness, and now the boss was looking at himself at the city gate, but he couldn't be embarrassed in front of him.

These soldiers were originally infantry under Yelu Dashi, and they naturally had a good impression of Wu Song, and they fought so happily, watching the Jin people who had humiliated them die under the city, and the heavenly law cycled, their fighting spirit was more high-spirited than ever.

Wan Yanqing saw that the Liao people actually gave up the advantageous position at the head of the city and let the infantry go to the city, wouldn't this be a sheep into the mouth of the tiger, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and simply ordered, no need to march slowly, simply charged, killed the Liao people under the city, and avenged the dead Jin people.

Jin Ren is worthy of being a brave soldier, just experienced an ambush, morale is still so strong, Wan Yanqing gave an order, the remaining four thousand cavalry did not bother to use shields, raised their sabers, and rushed to the gate of Baguan City. More than 4,000 Jinren, howling like wild wolves, pounced on the Liao people who were less than 3,000, and the situation seemed to be reversed.

If you want to fight back, how can it be so simple, Wu Song gave an order at the city gate, and a red battle flag was raised on the city tower, waving in the wind, which was extremely conspicuous.

"Kill-" Before the four thousand gold people could react, the Liao soldiers rushed out of the streets and alleys beside them, and even in some private houses.

The attention of the golden people was at the gate of the city, where they expected that there were still people behind them, and in the blink of an eye, a group of golden people fell behind. Wu Song saw very clearly in the city tower, he saw that many golden people had not turned around, they were pierced by several spears through their chests, the saber in their hands fell off, and with a muffled snort, a large mouthful of blood gushed out, the spears were withdrawn, and the corpses fell down straight, with tiger eyes wide open, and they did not look at death.

This Liao people who were ambushed in the streets were Wu Song's old subordinates, the palace tent army, they were the elite of the Liao army's infantry, and they also succeeded in a sneak attack, and a large number of Jin people died under the Liao spears. At this time, the 3,000 infantry at the gate of the city launched a charge again, and the 4,000 dismounted cavalry suddenly became the enemy's back.

Wanyan Qingqing was almost dead, and he shouted, "Kill these Liao people, ah, kill them." This series of blows has already made him fall into a state of madness.

Under the city of Baguan, it instantly became a meat grinder, and the Jin people were surrounded in a circle, resisting the attacks of the Liao people from all sides, and they were in trouble for a while.

In fact, Wu Song can completely change the way of playing, using the palace tent army to lure, and the crossbow soldiers to advance step by step, the same can defeat the Jin people, but in this case, the time spent must not be short, and even last a few days, this is not fake, if the Jin people are reduced to zero, hiding in the streets to fight street battles, it is completely possible to drag the Liao army for a few days.

Once this happens, if Yelu Yu sees the remaining 10,000 troops coming, he wants Wu Song to use something to resist his attack. Therefore, he wants to fight quickly, and the only way is to gather and annihilate him, and solve the problem with the most thorough hand-to-hand combat. It is precisely because of this that Wu Song did not let Yelu Langyan's cavalry participate in the battle, this kind of hand-to-hand combat, the infantry is the best at it, Tian Ji horse racing, with his own strengths, he still understands the principle of attacking the enemy's shortcomings.

The hand-to-hand combat under the city continued, and to Wu Song's surprise, the bravery of this Jin cavalry far exceeded his expectations.

Wu Song couldn't believe it, the Jin people were too tough, it seemed that "the Jin people are not more than 10,000, and they are invincible", this sentence still has a certain amount of truth, this group of Jin people who came out of the deep mountains and old forests of Heilongjiang Province, the combat effectiveness is really not ordinarily strong, and the Liao people are also the same as the Song people, they have the disease of civilization, and the strength is still a little worse than that of the Jin people.

But now was not the time to think about this, he looked worriedly in the direction of Swallow City, it stands to reason that when the cavalry is out of line, a large number of infantry will definitely follow behind, and in case- no, it must be fought quickly. The two armies of Liaojin are in a kind of balance, and if they want to break this situation, there must be a variable, but what is this variable?

"There it is!" Wu Song held the Longquan knife tightly, "Stone, kill someone." He shouted at the red-eyed stone.

The stone couldn't hold it anymore, he took out the snowflake ring knife, and complained slightly, "Big brother, you finally let go, I am not so delicate about the stone, and the golden man's knife can't hurt me." ”

As a last resort, Wu Song will not let the stone make a move, after all, this is his brother, and there is no need to get involved in the Liaojin dispute. He also called Lin Chong, who was standing with his hands on the side, and the other party responded. The three of them rushed down the tower and joined the meat grinder.

When the Liao army saw Wu Song personally go into battle, the army's morale was even more excited. And the martial arts of the boss and the two people beside him simply stunned them.

Needless to say, the snowflake knife flew up wherever it touched it, so what the soldiers saw were two swinging knives, as well as stumps and heads flying out around him.

Not only were the Jin soldiers frightened, but even the Liao people were a little flustered, and subconsciously stayed away from the stone, for fear that as soon as they got close to him, they would be killed by mistake. Don't really say it, if this head is red-eyed, he will be a Jinren and a Liao person, and he will chop all the food guys.

Lin Chong's martial arts needless to say, the Zhangba Snake Spear was deployed, although it was not as terrifying as a stone, but the speed of harvesting gold was still excessive.

What's even more surprising is Wu Song, he made Xiao Xiaoxiao's family heirloom knife technique, mad demon knife technique, and the blessing of the mad dragon knife technique, everyone saw a sharp knife light in their eyes, in the eyes of the Liao people, these are the hero's bravery, but in the eyes of the Jin people, it is a life-threatening talisman that will die when you see it.

The southeast corner of the Jin people immediately showed a decline, and this decline slowly spread in other directions. Wan Yanqing quickly noticed this, he glanced at Wu Song, his heart was ruthless, and he led most of his own soldiers to kill Wu Song. He has to make the final counterattack, even if he loses, he has to pull this hateful and cunning Liao coach to hell.

The overall decline of the Jin people has appeared, the encirclement is gradually shrinking, and countless Jin people have been stabbed down by swords and guns, fallen in pools of blood, and trampled by the Liao people.

But there were many strong Jin people around Wu Song, and these people were obviously not ordinary Jin soldiers. Not to mention the surprising strength, he is not afraid of life and death, and would rather die than leave a wound on Wu Song's body.

Wu Song's kung fu is high, but he only has two hands anyway, and in the face of more than a dozen bright knives and guns, there will still be negligence. If it weren't for the same Liao soldiers who were not afraid of life and death, blocking guns for him, and the guards of this guy, I'm afraid he would have hung up his lottery. But the situation remains dangerous.

On the city tower, next to a well-guarded battlement, there are more than a dozen soldiers holding shields, they are guarding a beautiful woman in the center, the woman is dressed in military uniform, but her beautiful eyes are full of eagerness, she stares at a melee under the city, her heart is fluttering, she suddenly screams, so that the man who is also watching the battle on the side is taken aback, the man has a scar on his face, and is busy asking what happened.

The man with the scar is Yelu Wolf Smoke, but the beautiful woman is Yelu Baixue, her beautiful eyes are full of eagerness, pointing to a place in the crowd under the city, and shouting to Yelu Wolf Smoke, "Brother Yelu, this scoundrel is in danger, no matter how the Jin people besiege him, you go to save him, go quickly." ”

Yelu was stunned, scoundrel, who is it, he responded, "Miss Yelu, the young general ordered me to protect you every step of the way, and I don't know who this scoundrel is that Miss is talking about?" ”

"Don't-" Yelu Baixue lightly covered her lips and interrupted Yelu Wolf Smoke's words, then patted her towering chest and said, "It's okay, he's fine." Then he glared at Yelu Wolf Yan angrily, "The scoundrel is my brother-in-law, you go and help him, I'd rather have an accident myself than be hurt by him!" ”

Yelu Baixue was so anxious that she almost cried, but she confided in her heart in a panic.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had a heart, and Yelu said in surprise, "Could it be that Miss Yelu is ...... to the young general?" Okay, I'll go right away. ”

Yelu Wolf Yan led a few of his own soldiers, ran down the city like a rabbit, and came to Wu Song's side to defend him against the onslaught of the Jin people. Wan Yan Qing saw that there were fewer and fewer Jin people around him, on the contrary, beside the commander of the Liao army, more and more Liao people gathered to protect Wu Song in the center, and his final goal could not be achieved.

The bright and flickering cold spear head flashed in front of his eyes, he was in a hurry, retreated, tripped over the corpse on the ground, and when he wanted to get up in a hurry, several spears rested on his throat, looking at the murderous Liao people, he was afraid, and he no longer dared to despise these people in front of him, put down the weapons in his hands, and begged for mercy.

Wu Song ordered him to be spared his life first and imprisoned him in the Yunzhou prison.

This time, the six thousand iron cavalry of the Jin people, except for some surrenders, were all annihilated under the Baguan City. Looking at the corpses of the Jin people everywhere, Wu Song smiled fiercely, "The warriors of the Liao clan, we won, and those hateful Jin people were finally defeated by us." ”

What else can be more exciting than a long-term defeat and a big victory, the Liao army, which has been weak for a long time, finally feels the long-lost dignity, the dignity of being a soldier.

Yelu wolf smoke, Yelu Liang, these Liao generals, and more soldiers, let out a wolf-like cheer, and the city and the city were boiling.