Wei Sheng jumped lightly, jumped onto the stone grinding plate, looked at Qi Du who was surrounded by the Song army with his eyes, took out an arrow from the quiver on his waist, and mounted the treasure carving bow.

He had to choose the best time, because the opportunity was fleeting, and this arrow would take the life of the opposing general.

But Qi Du is very well guarded by the root armor all over his body, and even his armpits are protected, how can this arrow guarantee that it will hurt him? He pulled the strings and waited anxiously for the moment to strike.

At this time, a soldier of the Back Guard Army suddenly stabbed Qi Du in the face with a short spear, Qi Du hurriedly dodged sideways, although the spearhead flashed against the face door, but half of the face had been lifted off.

Qi Du was furious, turned around and stabbed the back soldier with a single shot, the smell of blood stimulated his nerves, and he couldn't help but howl.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his mouth.

A feather arrow shot right into Qi Du's mouth, revealing a sharp arrow from the back of his neck. The long howl stopped abruptly, as if Song Jun had choked his throat.

Qi Du's body trembled, the spear in his hand was thrown out, and Wangtian grabbed a handful in despair, as if he was about to grasp a life-saving straw, and finally collapsed weakly, and the dead body was carried to the ground.

Wei Sheng put away the carved bow, drew the short knife on his waist and was about to step forward, only to see the Beiwei army beside Wang Deng, as well as the sergeants of the Baojie army and the Zhenwu Zhong army who were fighting fiercely, all rushed forward, taking advantage of the moment when the bald flower army was in shock, they gathered in front of Qi Du's corpse. A pawn of the Weiwei Army held high the head of Qi Du and cheered: "The head of the enemy general, I took it!" ”

Wei Sheng scolded fiercely: "I don't see him so active when I fight, and when I fight for merit, I am brave and take the lead." ”

Han Feng shouted excitedly: "Don't complain anymore, if you complain any more, you will have to let go of the best opportunity to win fame." ”

Indeed, the death of the main general was a fatal blow to the Bald Flower Army, and the Bald Flower Army began to collapse and scatter, and under the impact of the Song Army's fish scale array, many of the Bald Flower Army were desperately fighting the last one.

Even the servants at the farthest point of the mountain saw that the Song army had firmly held the victory in their hands in this battle.

Zheng Yunming watched the Song army plant the flag on the tower of the Jiuzhong Post, the cheers gradually rose higher than the shouts of killing, and he let out a long breath: "Finally live up to the name of Wang Jing Song Nengzhan, let's go, let's go to the Jiuchongyi to have a look!" ”

The corpses of the soldiers of the two armies are lying everywhere near the Jiuzhong Station, its tragic and tragic state makes people faintly frightened, some Song soldiers and Mongolian soldiers pass through each other's bodies and fall together, some Song soldiers are dying together with the Mongolian army, and their hands are still tightly choking the throat of the Mongolian army, and some Mongolian soldiers are leaning on the side of the cart without blinking, and they are biting half of the Song army's ears tightly in their mouths.

Xu Yuanjie was frightened when he saw it, and said in a trembling voice: "The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, and the ancients are honest and do not deceive me." ”

Zheng Yunming said in a deep voice: "Regardless of benevolence and love, this is the so-called war." If I hadn't killed the Hu people, that is, the Hu people would have killed me, fortunately, it was us who won this time. ”

Walking up the mountain, everyone was bowing to the general, and many people were carrying the head of the bald flower army to ask the general for credit. Zheng Yunming smiled approvingly, but on the other hand, he whispered to Yang Yu: "I besieged hundreds of people with an army of 8,500 people and did not count the Mongol army. ”

Yang Luo just shook his head and smiled: "You take the bald flower too lightly, in Yang's opinion, destroying this team of bald flower iron cavalry is simply better than annihilating Zhang Rou, Liu Wei, and Shi Tianze's 10,000 elite soldiers, this little damage is simply too cost-effective." ”

Zheng Yunming nodded and continued to walk towards the back mountain, only then did he see something that made him happy.

Liu Cheng led the Beiwei army, and Wei Zugui led the Baojie soldiers, guarding thousands of horses behind the mountain.

The war horses sent by the bald flowers are better than the ordinary Mongolian soldiers, and they carry five to ten war horses when they go out to fight, of course, they will not take all the war horses with them when they really go into battle, but even the warhorses carried by the besieged bald flower army also exceeded three thousand. Moreover, the quality of the war horses was also higher than that of ordinary Mongolian cavalry, including Wusun horses and Western hippos captured from the Western Regions. The speed of the Song army's attack was too fast, and the Bald Flower Army, which guarded the horses behind the mountain, was completely annihilated by the Song army before they could kill or injure a few horses.

In addition to the captured horses, the remaining 1,000 or so companions also laid down their arms, and since their master family was wiped out, of course, there was no point in continuing to fight. Although the Vulture Flower Soldiers were overwhelmed by absolute superiority, not many actually surrendered. After all, they are the Great Khan's guards, and fighting to the death is their true nature. In the end, the Song army only captured more than 100 bald flowers, and most of them were seriously wounded and captured.

Zheng Yunming gently stroked the back of a green horse with great interest, although this horse was approached by a stranger, his eyes were full of vigilance, the tail of the horse kept shaking, and his wide nostrils kept panting, but he still stood calmly, without any trace of irritability and hurt.

It is really worthy of being a good horse carefully bred in the north, Zheng Yunming stroked the horse's back and sighed: "If the Mongolians have good horses, it is no wonder that they can sweep the Western Regions and settle the Central Plains, thanks to the power of such good horses." ”

Yang Wei snorted: "The Jin people have raised millions of good horses outside the north entrance, and there are countless divine horses in the countries of the Western Regions. The result? It's not that you are born with a good horse to fight tough battles, nor is it that you can't fight without a good horse. ”

Zheng Yunming smiled, just about to respond to his words. Suddenly, the straw flew in the straw pile beside the green horse, and a person came out, wielding an iron knife in his hand and slashing towards Zheng Yunming.

The green horse was taken aback, and ran away from Zheng Yunming with a scream. Han Feng and Ren Xiongwei, who were accompanying him, reacted quickly, one holding a breaking blade knife and the other holding an iron whip, and at the same time took out the man's iron knife.

When I looked closely, the man's armor was dressed as if he was a bald flower army that had slipped through the net in the battle, but his face had been lost, and his face was like a Han face, and the childishness between his eyebrows had not been taken off, and he was obviously a new bald flower child soldier.

Seeing the attack on the general, the surrounding outback soldiers gathered around them, and the water wrapped in the assassin was leaked.

Although the young man faced the siege of everyone, he was also calm, and put the iron knife in his hand in a posture, ready to face the battle.

Han Feng shouted, rushed forward, and slammed the young man's face with an iron whip in his hand. But the young man was able to block Han Feng's blow like wind and thunder, which was much to Zheng Yunming's surprise.

But he was fighting alone, and when he couldn't distinguish his hand, two backers rushed up from the flank, one grabbed him by one arm, and more than a dozen backers rushed up and captured him.

Zheng Yunming slowly walked out from behind Ren Xiongwei and shouted: "It's a good man's name, Ben doesn't want to execute a nameless ghost!" ”

The young man was escorted down, raised his head and showed a stubborn expression: "I am Zhang Shijie of Fanyang Zhuozhou, before cutting off my head, I heard the name of the master clearly!" ”

"Zhang Shijie?" Zheng Yunming has been accustomed to seeing historical figures since he was born, but he still can't help but feel a little surprised when he hears this name: "You are really that, Zhang Shijie, Zhang Rou's nephew?" ”

Zhang Shijie shouted: "If you want to kill, you will kill, why bother to mention the name of the army and ten thousand households, it is my martial arts that are not proficient, and I am ashamed of the Zhang family in Fanyang!" ”

Zheng Yunming smiled and said, "Since you have been caught by the Southern Dynasty, why don't you serve the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Zhang Shijie shouted: "I am a minister of a big country, how can I bend my knees and surrender to a small state!" ”

The green tendons on Liu Chengqi's neck jumped up, and he shouted angrily: "Death is coming, and you are still talking about it!" Around! Cut it for me! He ignored the presence of the generals and high-ranking officials, and gave the order first.

Two sergeants rushed forward, grabbed Zhang Shijie's two arms with both hands, and looked at Zheng Yunming with their eyes.

Zhang Shijie forced himself to calm down, and said with a smile: "Come on, if the master frowns, he won't be a man from northern Hebei!" ”

Zheng Yunming just smiled at this kind of arrogant words, no matter how humiliated this young descendant was, he couldn't really use a knife to kill him. He still remembers, although it was only a memory before he came to this world, the Zhang clan, who fled to the south because of his conviction and silently served as a nobody in the Song army, at the moment when the country was about to fall, how he worked hard again and again to serve the country, and followed the Great Song Dynasty loyally to the last moment, so that he killed himself and ended his fate with the country.

Although at this moment he was still a bald army loyal to the Mongols, he could not end his life just like this.

He ordered: "Take this person down, since he was captured alive by our army, even if he intends to assassinate me, he is still our prisoner, my Jing Chu army never kills people who have been captured, so we will keep this person and the captives together, and wait for the army to return to Xiangyang before making a decision." ”

Although everyone has no objection to this, they are actually slightly unhappy in their hearts, if this matter is placed on any general above the rank of the commander, it will definitely not be tolerated, is their general too weak because of the relationship between scholars and soldiers?

At this moment, a soldier suddenly rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, and it was the white cavalry who had been sent to the north to wait before. He trotted all the way up the mountain, and even didn't care about sweating, and immediately bowed down and reported: "I found traces of a large number of Mongolian cavalry seventy miles to the north, and I saw that the banner was the 10,000 strict troops stationed in Henan recently, and immediately rushed back to report to the general!" ”

Zheng Yunming nodded: "It's hard work, it's a pity that Uncle Yan Wu came a little late, so we can't meet him at this Nine Posts Station." ”