Chapter 316: Looking at Qin Po, Wu Jing and Li Ma Yi

Ma Yi's shouting obviously had a certain effect, and a thousand archers began to shoot at a distance of only twenty meters from the golden soldiers!

At this time, the Jurchen Tartar soldiers who rushed to the forefront were all brought by the silver arts, how could they have thought that archers would suddenly appear in this place at this time?

Angry arrows pierced the golden soldiers' sturdy chests one by one, and some of them didn't even snort!

The ant noticed the achievements of his team, and couldn't help shouting: "Xue Huan, come over with two more thousand archers, shoot in groups, and avenge the young marshal!"

At the same time, at the same time that the golden soldiers in front of them fell with arrows, many golden soldiers advanced several meters forward!

But Song Bing's bows and arrows kept shooting!

Yinshu was a little at a loss, and he shouted to Wanyan Lou Room beside him, "General, what should I do at this time?"

Wan Yan Lou looked at the archers on the shore coldly, and shouted: "Jurchen men, lie down and crawl forward, as long as we cross these ten meters and reach the bottom of the shore, we have a chance to win!"

Jiang was still old and spicy, and as soon as Yan Lou's order came out, thousands of Jin soldiers immediately took their weapons and crawled towards the shore!

"!" Ma Yi saw Jin Bing move forward like this, and realized that this was a challenging problem. If he can't stop the Jin soldiers from going ashore with his own people, Meng Jindu will fall!

Just when Ma Yi didn't know what to do, Xue Huan rushed over with two thousand archers. Xue Huan understood the severity of the situation from Ma Yi's face, Xue Huan followed Ma Yi's gaze, and saw that on the bank of the Yellow River, thousands of Jin soldiers were crawling forward, rushing towards the bank of the Yellow River!

"Brothers, ston!" Xue Huan had a flash of inspiration, but he shouted, "A thousand brothers smashed small stones, a thousand brothers smashed with big stones at the nearby Jin soldiers, and the remaining brothers aimed with bows and arrows, and once a Jin soldier got up or raised his head, he immediately shot!"

"Good idea, brethren must make sure that the head is on time!" Ma Yijing Xue Huan shouted like this, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and at this time he noticed that the Song soldiers in the Yellow River were also chasing after the Jin soldiers who were crawling forward!

Xue Huan and Ma Yi's persistence lasted for the fall of Meng Jindu, and without Xue Huan and Ma Yi, I am afraid that at this moment, Wanyan Lou Room and Yinshu Ke have already landed on the south bank of the Yellow River!

But at this moment, Jin Bing tasted the Song soldiers' resistance for the first time, and Wanyan Lou Room and Yinshu suddenly had a clear understanding, that is, there were really people with enough brains among the Song people

Countless small stones hit the bodies or foreheads of many of the prostrate Jin soldiers, and some of the Jin soldiers involuntarily screamed, followed by raising their heads, and at this moment, the prepared Great Song archers began to shoot the arrow that they had already wound!

Dozens of Jin soldiers were shot by Song Bing's sharp arrows at this moment, and they all widened their eyes and swallowed their breath, they didn't think about how the Song soldiers, who were supposed to die and had low combat ability, could become so good at fighting!

At this moment, when Wanyan Zonghan on the north bank of the Yellow River saw this scene, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "There are still scheming people among the Song people!"

Before Wanyan Xiyin on the side could say anything, Wanyan Zonghan continued: "Xiyin, immediately stop the drums and beat the gong to withdraw the troops!"

"Wolf master, collect troops at this time?" Wanyan Xiyin couldn't help but be stunned, he looked at Wanyan Zonghan and said, "Wolf Lord, at this time, as long as our soldiers rush up, won't we definitely be able to destroy the defenders on the other side?"

"Hee-Yin! Look at how many brothers we've suffered since last night?" Wanyan Zonghan's face showed reluctance: "Those dead brothers are all soldiers who have followed Yan Zonghan for many years, and they are the flesh and blood of my Wanyan Zonghan!"

"But success is just around the corner?"

"Xi Yin, such a fierce battle, I'm afraid there are no five or six thousand casualties, and we can't take Meng Jindu!" Wanyan Zonghan shook his head and said, "This price is too great, I can't give it up!"

Wanyan Xiyin glanced at Wanyan Zonghan and couldn't help but sigh, leaned over and said, "My subordinates will do it!"

Here, after Yan Lou Room and Yinshuke shouted and ordered the soldiers not to raise their heads, they heard the noisy drums behind them stop, and it was actually the sound of the golden sound of the troops.

Yinshu was stunned for a moment, he lay on the ground and didn't dare to bend his head and shouted: "General Lou Mu, what the hell is going on?"

Wanyan Lou Room and Wanyan Zonghan have been fighting with Wanyan Agu for many years, and they have been fighting with Wanyan Zonghan after the death of Jin Taizu Agu, so they naturally understand Yan Zonghan very thoroughly, after hearing the sound of collecting troops, Wanyan Lou Room sighed and said: "The wolf lord must have seen that our casualties just now were too large, and he was reluctant to die brother!"

When Wan Yan Lou said this, he shouted: "Brothers, as long as you can carry back the dead brothers, carry them back, and the wolf lord will definitely bury these heroic brothers!"

Wanyan Lou Room is not discounted at all when he executes Yan Zonghan's order, and no one dares to doubt Wanyan Lou Room's order in the army, after all, this is a fierce and violent lord, without Wan Yan Lou Room's fuel, how can Jiyuan City last night become a hell on earth?

The execution of the Jin soldiers was incomparable to that of the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and in a quarter of an hour, thousands of Jin soldiers retreated to the north bank of the Yellow River in a hurry. "Why not pursue?" Xue Huan looked at Ma Yi, after all, Ma Yi was a few years older than himself, and Xue Huan was still willing to listen to Ma Yi's ideas in some things!

Ma Yi smiled bitterly: "Brother, we are holding on to Mengjindu, not pursuing the Jin soldiers, and once we enter the Yellow River to pursue the Jin soldiers, then our advantage will be gone, and the Jin soldiers may not retreat?"

"Then we can shoot arrows!" Xue Huan asked without hesitation.

"Archery?" Ma Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, the Jin soldiers are evacuating, they are retreating farther and farther, you don't want to think about how many Jin soldiers you can shoot!" Speaking of this, Ma Yi whispered to Xue Huan: "You don't want to think about how many arrows we have, we have to save at this time!"

When Xue Huan heard this, he couldn't help but nod again and again: "Brother Ma Yi, you still think more, but Xue Huan is a little tenderer!"

"Brother, let's not hold each other!" Ma Yi got up and jumped towards the Yellow River: "Let's still look for the young marshal!"

Xue Huan was reminded by Ma Yi, and he also leaped into the Yellow River, and ran towards the place where Chongjiang and Wanyan Lou fought in his memory just now.

In fact, at this time, Song Bing, who stayed in the water of the Yellow River, had already started the search work, after all, everyone knew that Chong Jiang was the son of the Marshal of the Seed Master Dao, although he was born in the outer room, but after all, he was the only son of the Seed Master Dao who survived in this world!

Ma Yi and Xue Huan have been friends with Chongjiang for many years, so they naturally value the life and death of Chongjiang, and the two of them rushed towards the place where Chongjiang fell with a dozen soldiers.

When Xue Huan and Ma Yi arrived, the soldiers had already helped Chongjiang up, Xue Huan hugged Chongjiang, and suddenly he realized that Chongjiang's left arm was gone, and the Yellow River water under his feet was red!

"Shoot the wolf! Shoot the wolf!" Xue Huan suddenly cried out in pain, and Ma Yi put his finger under Chongjiang's nose with a solemn face.

Ma Yi suddenly shouted: "Xue Huan, don't be consumed, the young marshal is still saved?"

"What?"

"I said, Young Marshal Chongjiang didn't die, he just bled too much!" Ma Yi exclaimed.

Xue Huan couldn't help but grit his teeth immediately when he heard this, and actually picked up Chongjiang and walked towards the shore!

Ma Yi looked at the emotional Xue Huan, and couldn't help but secretly say: "Xue Huan is really a good man, but it's a pity that the Great Song Dynasty is heavy on literature and light on martial arts, but let us live in the army?"

Thinking of this, Ma Yi shook his head, and just wanted to leave, but when he saw the pair of life-seeking soul knives that the soldiers picked up, he couldn't help but light up his eyes and said, "This is a pair of treasure knives!"

"Yes, general, just now the young marshal used this pair of knives to fight against Wanyan Lou's room!"

Ma Yi didn't say much, took the sword from the soldier's hand and walked towards the shore, he knew that the next round of war was coming, and at this time, the young marshal was injured, and he could only go to see the boss and the teacher!

The situation on the banks of the Yellow River has long been reported to Wu Jing on the Wangqin Slope.

Wu Jing stood on the slope of Wangqin, quietly looked at the bank of the Yellow River, sighed and said, "I don't know, how is Young Marshal Zhong's injury?"

A soldier beside him answered: "My lord, at this time, should we immediately rush to the fork in the road according to Zhang Xianxian's wishes?"

"Qiao Si, you're in a hurry again!" Wu Jing smiled bitterly: "The original words of the pioneer are that once Meng Jindu can't hold it, we must go to the fork in the road!"

"Your Excellency!" As soon as Wu Jing's words fell, he saw a soldier running over at a trot and shouted, "I just found out that Ma Yi, the young marshal's subordinate, went to the camp with people?"

"Big camp?" Wu Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "It must be that the young marshal is seriously ill, and in desperation, Ma Yi wants to see the marshal in person!"

After Wu Jing said this, he couldn't help but bow his head and think about it, he knew that if he told Ma Yi the news of the return of the Seed Master to Heaven at this time, it would undoubtedly be fatal to this battle situation!

Thinking about planting the river and thinking about Zhang Xian's words, Wu Jing turned around and instructed the soldiers who reported the news: Immediately go to the camp and ask General Ma Yi to go to Wangqinpo for a while!"

Seeing the soldiers leaving, Qiao Si couldn't help but whisper in Wu Jing's ear: "General, if Ma Yi comes, how can this matter be good?"

Wu Jing looked at Qiao Si and smiled bitterly: "Qiao Si, how did I find out that you kid talks a lot of nonsense!" Suddenly, Wu Jing stared at Qiao Si's short and thin figure and smiled: "Yes, Qiao Si, I need your help?"

Qiao Si was startled at first, and then looked at Wu Jing's small eyes and said, "You don't want me to pretend to be a marshal?"

Wu Jing said with a smile: "But, Qiao Si, it's because you have a good brain, I transferred you to your side, in this way, the old handsome's recliner is still here, you lie on it, I cover you with a quilt, you look at the direction of Shaanxi at the top of the slope, can you not say anything?"

Qiao Si, as Wu Jing's newly promoted cronies, naturally understood what Wu Jing was going to do at this time, he nodded and said: "When the marshal is so seriously ill, for the sake of the Great Song Dynasty's Jiangshan Sheji, he also came here and Mengjindu took the command of 100,000 Xiang Army, Qiao Si can do this thing!"

Wu Jing looked at Qiao Si, who was teary-eyed, and said with some emotion: "Qiao Si, you remember, the marshal has a spirit in the sky, and he will be grateful to you!"

When Ma Yi walked up to the Wangqin slope with a solemn face, Ma Yi saw the tombstone erected on the Seed Master Road, Ma Yi couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes looked directly at Wu Jing standing on the edge of the tombstone and the special recliner on the Seed Master Road behind Wu Jing. "Master Wu, what is this?" Ma Yi tried his best to restrain the fluctuations in his heart!

"Did the marshal expect that Meng Jindu would eventually be taken by the Jin soldiers, so the marshal has already asked Zhang Xianfeng to rush to the fork with an army of 30,000!"

"This tombstone?" Ma Yi stared at the recliner behind Wu Jing, Ma Yi's eyes were sharp, and he could naturally see clearly, there must be someone lying on the recliner at this moment, as for whether this person is a seed master, Ma Yi is really not sure.

"The marshal buried an empty coffin here!" Wu Jing looked at Ma Yi and smiled unhurriedly: "There is also a Funing blood edict!"

"Marshal, this is a suspicious tactic!" Ma Yi's eyes lit up, and he leaned over and clenched his fists towards the reclining chair of the Seed Master Dao and said, "Subordinate Ma Yi to meet the marshal!"

"Mayi, you'd better be exempt!" Wu Jing looked at Ma Yiyan with a solemn face and said, "Don't hide it, it's already very difficult for the marshal to speak now!"

Ma Yi heard Wu Jing say this, but he believed it a little, he choked up and said: "I don't know the big marshal I know if the young marshal knows"

Wu Jing made a silent gesture and whispered: "I know about this matter, but I think I should sue Marshal Sù later!"

Ma Yi couldn't help but nod his head again and again and said, "Master Wu, how can I explain to the brothers when I go back?"

Wu Jing thought for a moment and said: "This is easy to do, you go back and immediately treat the young marshal, there are some things that the young marshal knows, when necessary, you can consider retreating, if you really can't hold it!"

Ma Yi shook his head and said: "Master Wu, don't worry, although we have lost more than half of this battle, the brothers have already killed the courage, after all, we have also killed two or three thousand Jurchen Tartars!"

Wu Jing nodded and said, "In this way, Wu Jing won't say anything, remember that we will set up an ambush at both forks and wait for Yan Zonghan!"

Ma Yi nodded, hugged his fists towards Wu Jing and said, "So, Ma Yi has taken his leave!"

When Ma Yi was far away, Wu Jing sighed and shouted, "Come out!"

Qiao Si jumped off the recliner neatly.

Wu Jing glanced at Qiao Si a little strangely and smiled: "You don't speak, I'm not used to it!"

Qiao Si choked up a little and said: "I was lying there, thinking that the old man was loyal to the Great Song Dynasty, and several sons and grandsons were loyal to the Great Song Dynasty, and now the last seedling has become a one-armed general!"

Wu Jing didn't complain about Qiao Si this time, but shed two lines of muddy tears!

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