Qianyou's Jurchen War Ten, whether it is the rest of the soldiers who are still fighting to the death with the Chiwei who are still fighting to the death, or the cavalry warriors who use their bodies and their lives to protect the body of the horse and take the commander of the Southern Army.

At this time, as long as there is still a breath of breath. They all watched in a daze, and Wanyan set up a horse and led the horse, rolling down the battlefield, and the commander of the Southern Army raised his sword high, roared, and stabbed downward without pause. The blood on the horse's chest splashed up a foot high!

No one could believe this fact. The Jurchen State is extremely strong on the right, and the marshal of the capital. Wanyan Zonghan's favorite son, who was as valuable as the prince, died in a battle to the south?

Then what are they still alive for?

Every Jurchen armor soldier was stunned by this thought in his mind, and he forgot to fight for a while!

The Song army did not care about the broken foot soldiers of the Shenwu Changsheng army. It was still Xiao Yan's guards who were standing in front of him, who also turned around and stared blankly at the scene in front of him. Zhang Xian was broken by Dong Dalang's hand, and the spear passed through his shoulder and back, and was firmly nailed to the ground, and blood gushed like a spring. But despite the fact that the wound was torn, he still turned his head to look back at the ground. And Dong Dalang also copied a short knife in his hand, raised it high, and was about to stab it. But his movements also stopped completely at the moment, and he looked at the scene in front of him with the same wavering.

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, are you really just unbeatable. What kind of desperate situation can you survive in danger, is this God's favor all on you?

As long as you don't die, you will always be looking for you to understand this grudge that has been too entangled!

One-one, one-one-one, one-one-one, one-one-one, one-one-one-small. Little one, little one, one, one one, one one, one one, little "little one, little one, little "one small "one" "one

The pause in the field seemed to be long and short. Every Jurchen remnant armor soldier burst out with a heart-rending roar, no matter whether they stepped on or off the horse, and no matter the blades that the opponent beckoned over, they all roared and rushed towards Xiao Yan, wanting to kill him to avenge the little master, to snatch the body back of the little master, or simply die with the little master!

No one dared to imagine that he would be alive to go back and face the dripping anger of Zong Han's generation of Jurchen strongmen!

The remnants of the Song army. They also made the same earth-shattering cheers and shouts as the roar of the Jurchen armor soldiers, and they also spared their lives, rushing one after another, blocking Xiao Yan with their blades and bodies, tightly guarding Xiao Yan, who was still firmly grasping the hilt of the sword, and nailing the body of the horse with a complete face!

The person behind him is their commander, their banner, and their invincible god of war!

The battle between the two sides was ten times more fierce than Caicai, and everyone no longer cared about their lives, and in just a moment, they didn't know how many prolific soldiers from both sides fell at the same time.

It was a momentary opportunity that was blocked. The white spine soldiers who had rushed to help had already arrived. As soon as they stepped into the camp, some horses suddenly fell to the ground with their front hooves limp. Such a desperate gallop has made it difficult for these war horses to support. Immediately, the armor soldier rolled over, still rushing towards the melee battlefield here!

These Jurchen armor warriors have completely ignored their backs, in fact, their last impact is nothing more than begging for death. The white soldiers rushed over and cut them down like chopping melons and vegetables, and no one in the Jurchen armor could rush into Xiao Yan's side!

Zhang Xian was nailed to the ground and watched Xiao Yan safely. He exhaled a breath and prepared to close his eyes and wait for death. Suddenly, he felt that Dong Dalang, who was caressing his throat, let go. This Dong Dalang saw the opportunity very quickly. Knowing that if you don't run away, it's too late, and you can even say that you are going to join this battle at the beginning. Dong Dalang is ready to escape at any time, no matter what, saving his life is the most important thing.

He didn't even waste time to kill Zhang Xian, he held the broken knife in his hand, turned around and fled backwards. Two white-terrier soldiers rushed head-on, and Dong Dalang threw the broken knife out of his hand, and it was slashing at the front door of one of the white-terrier soldiers. The white soldier didn't snort, turned over and fell off his horse. Another white soldier stabbed the horse lance, Dong Dalang had already grabbed the head of the mallet, and the horse lance opened on both sides, cutting his hands with blood, but Dong Dalang didn't care. Forcefully pulling in the direction of the war horse, he had already torn off the white soldier from his horse!

The next moment, Dong Dalang had already turned over and jumped on horseback. The horse lance wielded and forced him to kill a bloody path. Fished out a war horse dropped by the Jurchen armor, wrapped the reins around it, and wrapped it around his left wrist. A single man with two horses, dancing in his right hand, galloping north. The white hanging soldiers came in a steady stream, but they were more eager to rush to Xiao Yanzuo, and not too many people had the heart to stop him. Dong Dalang actually did it again. Forcefully bumped out of a passage and struggled out of this life!

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The screams of the last Jurchen armor soldier being cut down echoed over the corpse-studded, blazing Chinese military camp. Countless white-spine soldiers and remnants of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army rushed towards Xiao Yan, and everyone asked loudly: "Xiao Xuanzan." Are you okay? ”

The white hanging soldiers who led the team commanded everyone to line up, rushed to the front, and saluted Xiao Yan: "Xiao Xuanzan." We are late, Xuanzan is frightened, and our subordinates are dead! ”

Xiao Yan still had that very cool rib on his knees, his knees against the dead horse, his hands holding the sword, and the dead, dead nail was in Wanyan's chest. The face of the sword is set up with a horse, and he has already died.

The soldiers who were a few steps away from Xiao Yan looked at his silent appearance, looked at each other, and wondered if Xiao Xuanzan should have died with this Lezi

The commander of the white soldiers was about to get up and step forward to take a look, when he saw Xiao Yan suddenly let go of his hands. Stand up and shake it, and sit down on top of it. The commander hurriedly rushed over and called out repeatedly: "Xiao Xuanzan, Xiao Xuanzan."

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and gasped heavily, pushed away the hands that the commander was supporting, and said in a rough voice: "Lao Tzu is fine!" ”

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, all these people and horses around them cheered loudly!

Lao Tzu is fine, but his head is so dizzy, although Lao Tzu is numb, but he can't always change his tricks like this" Xiao Yan faced this thief in his heart, and raised a middle finger. Anyway, he has spent his whole life with this guy who is playing with his fate, and he is too lazy to please again. Immediately he gasped and stood up and looked around.

On the battlefield, only the last breath of the dying man remained. The wounded were rolling on the ground, moaning and struggling. There were dead people everywhere, and the circle was called from the circle that was formed, and the warehouse that fell in the circle was the corpse of the corpse, and the son of his own son was entangled and died in one place. Broken swords, everywhere. The ground is stuck with hedgehog-like arrow feathers.

On the fence and in the tent, large and small fires rose everywhere, and the fireworks rolled over one after another. The armor soldier in front of him, whether it is the white mallet soldier who galloped desperately to help, or his own personal guard. The soldiers of the Shenwu Winning Army were all covered with blood and sweat, looking at themselves with admiration.

Now it was dark before dawn, and the sky in the distance was red by the growing fire. It's as if between heaven and earth, full of blood, I survived again" Such a cruel battlefield scene, how many times do you have to go through it before you can get here. The peak of the times, let the fate really be in your own hands?

Xiao Yan was a little dazed, shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "I seem to have killed one of the Jurchen commanders who went south this time, cut off my head, put it away, and please use it when the time comes," Maybe I can bargain with Jurchen Lezi in the future."

He suddenly looked around: "What about Zhang Xian?" Where did that little white face go? ”

Xiao Yan's guards around him have been said to be nearly half. Dead or wounded, in hand-to-hand combat, it is necessary to block the impact of the mixed use of Jurchen armor soldiers who dare to fight. Naturally, the damage is not light. The guards who struggled for their lives looked at each other at a loss, everyone had fought a bloody battle just now, and they were all stunned, who still noticed where Zhang Xian, the commander of their personal guards, was?

At this time, I heard Zhang Xian's weak greeting voice: "Xuanzan, I'm here," Xuanzan, are you okay?" The spear of the test refuses to ride with steps, and praises good means"

Concubine Xiao Yan walked in the direction of Zhang Xian's voice. Just look at this little white face, a broken spear pierced through the shoulder and back, nailed to the ground, the wound was torn, and blood gushed out. Zhang Xian was probably relieved, and he bared his teeth in pain. Seeing Xiao Yan coming, he reluctantly smiled: "If Xuanzan can't die, I can't die."

Xiao Yan reluctantly laughed and scolded: "You kid has a big life!" He knelt down and held Zhang Xian's shoulder. Lift him up. Zhang Xian shook his head, gritted his teeth hard, sat up with strength in his waist and abdomen, and those broken spears passed through his wounds, leaving them bloody on the ground. Behind him, the white technical soldiers and the Shenwu Changsheng sergeants had brought gold creation medicine, so they came over to put it on him, and then ripped off the battle skirt and tied it up for him.

Zhang Xian had a pale face, shook his head and said, "It's Dong Dalang's guy, he escaped again!" This guy can't be killed,"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then comforted him with a smile: "Dong Dalang sent Zhuozhou Yizhou to me first, otherwise how could it be good for Pharmacist Guo?" Then he sent Pengju a horse at Gubeikou. Confess your old background to me in Danzhou, and now send a Jurchen commander to my sword! I can't give up this fortune boy to die, I hope Dong Dalang will live a long life! ”

Xiao Yan's words immediately caused a burst of laughter. Everyone thinks about Dong Dalang and feels pitiful. Zhang Xian also grinned there with bared teeth: "Xuanzan, we have survived, but I don't know what happened to the elder brother of the Yue family and the Marquis of Han Duyu?" Are all the godsons wiped out? ”

As he spoke, the canopy was already slightly lit, and the morning star hung high in the sky. Even if there is no fire, the scene of the four fields can be clearly distinguished.

It seemed that this long night was coming to an end.

When asked by Zhang Xian, Xiao Yan just shook his head slowly: "I have fulfilled my responsibility as a commander here." He also saved his life.

Han Shizhong and Yue Fei are there, but I don't know. They must have fulfilled their responsibilities, "Lezi was finally lured out", settle the situation here as soon as possible, I will take you back to Yanjing, why did you contribute to the Great Song Dynasty to fight to the death, you can't turn Yanjing to grab the merit, you have to see others take advantage of our death battles? Follow me Xiao Yan, and you will never let those who work hard suffer losses! ”

He stood up proudly and commanded left and right: "Clean up the camp, count the wounded, treat the wounded, and put out the fire." Wait for Yue Fei and Han Shizhong to pass on the military information before taking the next step...... That is, we will walk to the north exit of the retro and block Lezi south of the Great Wall, and we will turn back! ”

The people around him loudly agreed, and naturally there were white soldiers and officers at all levels of the Shenwu Victorious Army to deal with various matters after the war. Xiao Yan also walked around among the wounded and soothed, soothing a few words from time to time. Some of the wounded soldiers couldn't survive, so Xiao Yan stood aside and solemnly sent them off for the last time.

After a night of bloody fighting, the Jurchens set foot on the camp, and even brought four or five hundred casualties to Xiao Yan's camp, and the entire camp was almost destroyed. These Jurchen warriors are really amazing in combat. If he didn't go north, God knows these Jurchen soldiers and horses going south. If no one stops it, how much uncertainty will it cause to this Yan war! When Xiao Yan half-knelt down and closed the eyelids of a wounded soldier who was seriously injured and died, his figure suddenly stopped, and the guards and white-collared soldiers standing beside him also paused.

For no other reason, in the north, I heard the sound of thunderous horses' hooves again!

At this time, although the sky was slightly bright, it was far from the time when they could clearly distinguish the scene of the four fields, and everyone looked north, but they couldn't see anything, only heard the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer.

I don't know who muttered: "Is it Han Duyuhou's brigade coming?" ”

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, but he didn't think so. He picked up a spear on the ground, put it in his hand, and shouted: "Array, to the north!" Crossbowmen plug the gap in the fence! Victory is at hand. Protecting yourself is the most important thing! Maybe it's the godson brigade! However, Han Du Yuhou must not be far away! ”

Last night, he also saw the scene of his godson burning the castle, and he also saw the rocket that was wandering south. Calculate the time, almost these southbound leptons, if they were not intercepted by Han Shizhong, they should have arrived. As long as I can resist them for a while. Han Shizhong will inevitably arrive, under the internal and external attacks. You can crush the main force of several sons and win a complete field victory!

With Xiao Yan's shout, everyone suddenly took action. The infantry soldiers lined up, the white hanging soldiers mounted their horses, and the crossbowmen approached the gap in the wall, and even the wounded soldiers struggled to get up, and picked up the feathered arrows that had been shot down last night on the ground, and handed them to the crossbowmen. Zhang Xian, who was hit hard, jumped up from the remnants of the tent that had just been contained in just now, and he couldn't move his right shoulder, so he picked up a Pu knife in his left hand, and rushed to Xiao Yanxiao, who was holding a spear and shouting, and stood beside him tightly!

Xiao Yan didn't care about him, and strode towards the gap in the walled cupboard. The soldiers of the brigade followed and rushed forward. Each occupies its own place. Now it is a prepared camp, although it is dilapidated, but relying on the walled fence and the white technical soldiers as support, it is not so easy for the godson to rush to the Zhou Xiaoyi by Xiao Yan's side, and it is bad to have the ten pawns of the Shenwu Winning Army. Quickly pulled the corpses of the Jurchen armor soldiers who died in the terrible peasant Gong and the new army of the Zhang family and stacked them in the gap in the wall!

Everyone was waiting for another onslaught from the Jurchen brigade. But no one thought of it. The first thing that appeared in front of me was such a scene!

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, little by little

The jade color was getting brighter and brighter, and the morning mist was already rising in the fields below.

The two cavalry armies came through the morning in this way. Both cavalry armies were galloping northward. One on the outer wing and one on the inner wing. The two sides are dozens of steps apart. While rushing towards Xiao Yan's camp and urging the horses to die, they held bows and shot at each other. The feathers and arrows of the two sides are intertwined, and under such a gallop, there is no accuracy at all. Only if you are lucky, you can occasionally let a few riders of the opposing team turn over and fall off the horse in the process of running.

Although the two sides fired at each other, they never got entangled and fought together. It's like a side-by-side shot. While racing, see who can reach Xiao Yan's camp first!

This kind of cavalry battle is really unheard of. See the unseen. The two sides ran closer, and they could already see clearly that the cavalry on the outer flank was wearing hats and light armor. It was the Jurchen light horse. Cavalry on the inner wing. All of them were white-spine soldiers who had never been armoured, felt spears, and shot with bows, and the back half of the horses each rode were dripping with blood!

These two teams of cavalry, when they can see Xiao Yan's camp. They all stopped shooting at each other. They all looked up at Xiao Yan's camp, and when they saw that the banner of the army in Xiao Yan's camp was still hunting and dancing in the morning breeze. The white soldiers were up and down, all cheering loudly, and the Jurchen cavalry was in the army. But there was a heart-rending scream!

The Jurchen cavalry slowed down unconsciously, and everyone seemed to be in a trance, not knowing what to do. And the team of white mallet soldiers once again sped up their speed and galloped towards the camp, and at this time it could already be seen that the person in front of him was tall, it was Han Shizhong, and behind him, every white technical soldier had already run all over the dust.

When approaching the camp, suddenly Fu Shizhong's mount slammed on the front hooves, and fell straight into the dust, Han Shizhong fell to the ground, rolled over, took a few steps forward, blocked the front of the fence, turned to face the Jurchen cavalry, and shouted loudly: "Just here with me Han Shizhong, the formation is blocked in front of Xiao Xuanzan!" Lezi is also running out of horsepower, as long as they are blocked, the brigade will come, and the number of sons will only be wiped out! ”

As Han Shizhong's war horse fell, followed by one, two, more and more war horses used up their last bit of strength to neigh and fall. Immediately, the white technical soldiers, tumbling and tumbling to the ground, regardless of whether they were injured or not, picked up the blades they were carrying immediately and rushed in the direction of Han Shizhong, and before they could breathe, they were already lined up beside him, row after row, and in the blink of an eye, they became an iron wall in front of Xiao Yan!

Xiao Yan stared blankly at the moment in front of him, and behind him, the commander of the white technical soldier who followed closely behind Xiao Yan like Zhang Xian choked up. Pointing to Han Shizhong's way of coming, he whispered: "Our war horses for white hanging soldiers are not easy to come by. It's almost like the relatives of the brothers, and now in order to copy in front of Lezi, our white terrier soldiers have squeezed out the last bit of strength of the war horse, tired them to death, and the brothers are like half dead! Xiao Xuanzan, we must leave these people in the south and leave them all here to fatten the fields! ”

Han Shizhong's way of coming, the dead horses looked at each other sporadically, and the white soldiers who had fallen in front of them were alone, but they struggled towards here without hesitation. Under the camp, these war horses have indeed exhausted all their vitality, and they have fallen in pieces, and they no longer have the strength to raise their heads and neigh when they are dying.

Xiao Yan turned around, glanced at the commander of the white technical soldiers, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You still need to say this." Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan strode out with a spear and came to Han Shizhong's side

Decide.

Behind him, the foot soldiers of the Shenwu Changsheng Army, who had been fighting all night last night, Xiao Yan's personal guards, all followed Xiao Yan over the barrier, and walked all the way to the side of the white technical soldiers who had turned into infantry soldiers of these cavalry. There was no need for officers to command, and everyone spontaneously stood firm in the battle column. This phalanx, which extends down along a gentle slope, becomes thicker and more solid.

The reinforcements of the white technical soldiers who came last night, their war horses are still there, even if they lose their horses, there are also war horses that the Jurchen armor soldiers dropped last night can be transferred. They split into two wings and slowly crossed the grate to hold down both sides of the formation. All the blades and arrows were shining, and they were all aimed at that group of Jurchen cavalry!

Han Shizhong saw Xiao Yan standing beside him. looked sideways and grinned: "Xuanzan, you have a big life!" I'm late! What the hell is going on with this, the shoes are all moving in a swarm?.

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders: "How do I know?" Anyway, isn't it just a matter of numbers? What do you care so much for? ”

Han Shizhong grinned and sighed: "Xiao Xuanzan, you have a life!" I Pofu Wu seems to be with the right person, and I will guarantee you in the future

Xiao Yan snorted: "If you lose the bet, reach out to me for money, then it's good, and the rest of the subordinates will wait to deal with the Lezi in front of you, and then talk about it, the shoes won't rush hard." If it were me, I would have turned around and fled at this time, and the White Technician Brigade would be behind? ”

Han Shizhong nodded: "Just our commander, who sacrificed his life on the horse, hurried away, and the one behind was almost far away, and he arrived in half an hour." The shoes in front of me are not enough to eat, "If I were a godson, it would be serious to turn around and run now, and the bastard would fight hard."

The two of them muttered and talked in the military formation. There were nearly more than 200 horsemen and horses on the opposite side, but as Xiao Yan and Han Shizhong expected, after a slight pause, they slowly dispersed, and put on a posture of facing the Song army's military formation head-on!

All the Jurchen cavalry were silent, even if they were far away, they could feel the murderous aura on them. This kind of murderous aura is a kind of murderous aura that even at this moment, he has abandoned his life!

Xiao Yan and Han Shizhong glanced at each other: "What the hell is the godson?" ”

Xiao Yan here, there are more than 800 people in his remnants of foot soldiers plus the white spine soldiers who lost their war horses who rushed over. Plus more than 200 horse-riding white soldiers. The combat effectiveness is not bad, and the Jurchen has too many numbers, so it can be said that they have an absolute advantage, and there are large reinforcements coming from behind. How can it be counted that these Lezi stay here are dead and alive, and Xiao Yan can be regarded as Jurchen soldiers and horses who have fought a few battles, and they still look down on Xiao Yan so much, do they have to stay here and attack Xiao Yan's army formation again? "One-one, one-one, one-one... Boom! After that, I saw an ugly Jurchen commander riding out of the crowd alone. At the front of Xiao Yanchuan, he shouted in the direction of Xiao Yan: "Is the commander of the Southern Army Xiao Yan available?" A certain Jurchen State is a Jurchen State that is extremely fierce and the marshal of Yan Zonghan's Mansion has completed Yan Yinkeshu, leading the southern conscription of troops to Ma Yandi to hunt, and General Xiao will hunt a few times, I am very impressed, and I have something to ask for, can I go out for a while? ”

Of course, Yin Keshu Xiao Yan recognized that the two had fought to the death face to face with each other. In the end, he died and left a scar on this guy's face. Standing in front of the formation now, the scar on Yin Keshu's face was still hideous and terrifying, dividing the bridge of his nose into two sections. But today, Yin Keshu no longer has the ferocity of personally charging into battle that day, I don't know why, Xiao Yan is on him. I feel full of depression.

Before Xiao Yan could answer, Han Shizhong beside him poked Xiao Yan: "Xuanzan, go out and listen, shoes act like this, I don't understand, I won't be able to sleep in the future!" I am by Xuanzan's side, and all my godsons rush over, and I can also protect Xuanzan and retreat into the army."

Xiao Yan glanced at Han Shizhong coldly, he actually didn't want to go out, so he shrank in the military formation and shouted: "If you have a kind, attack it, manly man, if you can't say it, you won't come out."

But now he has a reputation for being invincible. He is a soldier and believes in God. At this time, how can you show weakness in the face of the inferior Jurchen godson? hateful Han Shizhong, still on the side!

However, Xiao Yan was also curious in his heart, who was one of the Jurchen commanders he seduced, and the Jurchen nobleman who finally died under his sword? And how could the Jurchen soldiers and horses move for this person, and be fully involved, and finally achieve their own victory?

The most important thing is that I really don't want to show weakness to any opponent on the battlefield!

He beckoned slightly, and a guard had already led two horses for him. Xiao Yan turned over and got on his horse, and the military formation slowly took a step to the sides, Han Shizhong was one horse behind, and he raised a long-handled broadsword to support him. The two of them are one in front of the other. Crossing the army and reaching the front of the formation.

Yin Keshu saw Xiao Yan come out and looked at him coldly. Yin Keshu sighed and took off his helmet. Holding it in his hand, he gestured with a slight chin: "Sure enough, I am a young hero, but I don't know how many heroes can there be in the Southern Dynasty, such as General Xiao?" General Xiao has a strong army, and he can fight with us in Danzhou. We went south to hunt, and we couldn't make progress. Retreat naturally. Why did General Xiao put himself in danger and rush to lure us out for a decisive battle? Or the Southern Dynasties only valued Yanjing City at all. Only General Xiao and his army went north alone. We will hunt the territory, we have reinforcements, but Xiao Xuanzan does not, so in the end we can only take a risk? ”

This Jurchen commander, although he guessed that he was not right, he was not far away. It's just that Lao Tzu's situation is ten times worse than what you kid guessed, and Lao Tzu simply disobeyed the order and went north! If you can't go back and grab Yanjing's great achievements, I'm afraid that you will die worse than anyone else!

Xiao Yan muttered in his heart, but he just said coldly; "Xiao is a civil servant, not a military general. Da Song is like Xiao's generation, and the amount of buckets is carried. You Jurchens are still guarding the gates, and you are at ease for the Great Song Ping Domain. The head of the person who betrayed the alliance to the south was sent to Bianliang. Or you can avoid a catastrophe in the future! You offenders, now dismount and surrender, or you can keep a whole corpse! ”

Yin Keshu shook his head and sneered: "Jurchen Erlang." There will never be only death in battle, and there will be no surrender! How many elites like General Xiao can there be in the Southern Dynasties? We have only more than a thousand cavalry pioneers going south, and we have already asked heroes like General Xiao to do their best to deal with it. For example, these 800 Jurchen athletes, how many 100,000 people in our clan? When the time comes to go south again to hunt, I don't know where I will meet General Xiao again."

Xiao Yan himself has a number, and what he commands is indeed the Jinghua part of the Western Army, the only main field force in the Great Song Dynasty. Let the Great Song Dynasty take out another army horse of the same kind and repeatedly rush to the field with the Jurchen iron horse. It's also embarrassing! He appeased Yan Di Haoqiang as his eyes and ears, and there were invincible generals such as Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Ma Kuo, etc., Rao is so, or with these more than a thousand horsemen Jurchen Lezi, it is amazing plus thousands of new attached troops, and they have fought a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the damage is considerable!

The most elite force of the Jurchen clan at this time, 100,000 is not available, about 50,000, and after collecting the raw and mature Jurchens in the north, they can still make it up. It is the time when the spirit is sharp enough to run rampant in the world. History is four years later. And now that this era has changed, I don't know when and when this barbaric torrent goes south, how to stop it?

Countless trusting eyes behind him were cast, and Xiao Yan could feel it.

Historically, there was no such bloody battle in the northern land of Youyan. And he did it, with a lone army, he cut off the minions of the Jurchens who were the first to reach to the south! At least these sons and daughters who have experienced bloody battles will no longer lack the courage to resist such a vicious national enemy as the Jurchens, and this history should be slowly changing because of their own participation

Will things really be the same in the future as they were in history?

After all, in a bloody battle with the Jurchens, the winner standing here is himself! One small one small one one, one one one, one, one, one brother, one small one brother, one, one, one, one, one one

In front of the two armies, Xiao Yan suddenly let out a long roar, and he coldly met Yin Keshu's gaze: "General Wanyan, do you know that before the Jurchens, how many Saiwai nationalities rose up and how many Saiwai nationalities were annihilated?" Ghost Fang, Xiongnu, Turkic, Rouran. Xianbei, Goryeo, Shoele, Khitan are just now, it's just the turn of the Jurchens! So many ethnic groups have had their ups and downs, but the Han civilization has continued to this day! Even if it's embarrassing. Even if you are cornered, even if you are lucky

Wisp.

But it is still us who has continued to this day!

Under thousands of years of inheritance, even if you rise up at the right time, there will always be people with lofty ideals in the Han family, standing in front of you, and make up for the fallen sky! I can sue you now, I don't care about the others, as long as I Xiao Yan is in one day, you Jurchen, you Jurchen, never want to destroy this Great Song behind me like the Khitan! Don't want to destroy civilization with barbarism, don't want to make people feared with killing"

In history, no such person has stood up; Blocked in front of you Jurchens before this thousand years ago Well, Yue Fei and Han Shizhong don't count, it's the Southern Song Dynasty, and Yue Fei's ending is not very good, not very good

But at least now, I'm here. And just in front of the Jurchen Iron Horse. This is the first time, and there will be countless more in the future, until this day is completely turned around! It's someone Xiao, it's these men of the Han family behind someone Xiao, as long as there is a breath, it is a mountain that you Jurchen can never cross! The state was loud and clear. The ten pawns behind him were silent and half-haired, and the giant hole cut mosquitoes! The border army of the Great Song Dynasty has guarded the northern and western borders of the Great Song Dynasty for more than 100 years. But the border army glorious. But it's getting weaker and thinner. Even the only remaining Western army that can fight is being oppressed step by step and divided into pieces. Several of their old ministers are more focused on self-preservation and intrigue.

And Xiao Yan led them to disobey the order and went north, and there were bloody battles. The blood of the Hu is Xiao Yan, which awakens the glory and pride that have been sleeping in the hearts of the border army of the Great Song Dynasty for decades!

And he is still a civil servant, although he is a person who has returned to the south.

Great Song Wenchen, how long has it been since I looked at them like this? It's so far away that he can't even remember, "If he meets the clouds, he will rise up at the right time." There is such a Xiao Yan in the Great Song Dynasty. What kind of changes will they usher in when they are the great Song Dynasty military ministers, who are always throwing their heads and spilling their blood to guard the frontier, but who are born inferior to the literati by several grades?

In this repetition, those commanders in the White Hammer soldiers. They all looked at Xiao Yan eagerly, followed the concubine corporal, and cheered loudly together!

One-one, one-one-one, one-one-one, one-one-one, one-one-one-small. Little one, one one, one one, one, one, one, one little one

In the huge cheers like a tsunami in Song Junshan, Yin Keshu pursed his lips tightly. Xiao Yan rode his horse, slowly circled in front of the formation, raised his hand to signal to the athletes under his command, and then turned Sen Leng's gaze and looked at Yin Keshu, who was still standing in front of the formation: "If you have anything else, just say it quickly!" When that's all the time, it's just going to never die." Yin Keshu met Xiao Yan's gaze and suddenly smiled: "If it weren't for the restlessness and arrogance of the horse, how could I meet General Xiao like this?" As long as a certain person can contain General Xiao for four or five days, we will meet at that time. It's not today's weather!

However, defeat is defeat, and there is nothing to say about the person who invited General Xiao to a certain family, that is, please return the body of Wanyan Shehema. This is the son of our Jurchen State who is extremely fierce and completes Yan Zonghan, the Jurchen system, and the death of the Lord is martyred in this expedition. Most of them are Zong Han's own schemes. If the body of the horse is not allowed, it will be with General Xiao to the death. If General Xiao returns the body of Shehema, we will save this battle, scatter separately, and a certain leading army will withdraw from Gubeikou", and there will always be a time when General Xiao will meet again in the future. I also know that this time the southerners went north, and the most meritorious thing should be to recover Yanjing City, is General Xiao willing to spend his strength lightly, and he can't turn around and grab Yanjing City when the time comes? ”

Xiao Yan looked at Yin Keshu quietly, and suddenly smiled: "General Wanyan, you are going south against the alliance." Do you just want to go? Xiao was a courtier of the Great Song Dynasty, and he led the army, but he only knew that only thieves were begging. My army is about to be surrounded, you have to flee for your life, run away now, and see if you can escape from this life! Needless to say, if the Jurchen apologized afterwards and kept the covenant, Xiao might not have raised troops to go out of the customs. As for now, there is only no death! In the eyes of Xiao someone, he is just a person who committed ten crimes against me and was killed by my loyal and brave athletes! If you want to fight, you will fight, if you want to escape, you will run, don't insult your reputation as the commander of an army! ”

After Xiao Yan finished his last sentence, he rode his horse back into the formation, Han Shizhong blocked behind him, and immediately slashed, looked at the Jurchen array, and escorted Xiao Yan back into the formation.

The Jurchen soldiers and horses just quietly watched the movements of the two, and did not suddenly have a cold arrow. This time. Every Jurchen warrior had a dead face on his face. The army was overthrown, and it was Wanyan Zonghan's son who died. The southern expeditionary army and horses are mostly the personal guards of Yan Zonghan's family, and they snatched back the body of Shehema, and they may be guilty of only themselves, but not their wives and children. Now there are only inferior forces left, and when the Song army's army is gradually encircling, they rush towards the solid array of the Song army, which is nothing more than dying here, what are they doing with those superfluous things?

Before retreating into the formation, Han Shizhong rode his horse to Xiao Yan's side, and said excitedly in a low voice: "Straight lady thief, praise you for killing a Jurchen prince!" No wonder these leptons can't stay in the nest, they must be killed to answer, praise and praise, your life is really harder than anyone else, I didn't follow the wrong person! ”

Xiao Yan glanced at him coldly, turned over and dismounted, drove the mount out of the formation, and continued to stand in the original position with a spear.

"It is important to completely eliminate the godson in front of you, and there are many things to do. If you want to go back to the future, let's wait until we go back and grab Yanjing! Can't take Yanjing. Killing the Jurchen Emperor Lao Tzu is also a guilty element! ”

On the other side, Yin Keshu watched Xiao Yan's back disappear into his military formation. He let out a long sigh. Since going south, his response and command have never been wrong. But how did the rumored southerners, who were so weak, suddenly emerge like many heroes and heroes, until this cut, forcing themselves to a dead end?

Is it strange to set up a horse? It doesn't seem to be. Shehema also fulfilled his duty as a Jurchen warrior. Killed in the army. repeated setbacks, so that he finally lost his grasp of his love. Even if he goes back, he won't be held accountable by Wanyan Zonghan. The pride of the famous Jurchen generals also made him unable to bear the humiliation of escaping back!

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was faintly heard, and it was the follow-up Song army brigade, galloping towards here.

It won't take long to get here. Yin Keshu closed his helmet and sighed left and right: "Just die here!" Don't compromise the prestige of the Jurchen son! Zong Han will inevitably be of a certain kind. Revenge! ”

He was suddenly struck hard in the back of the head, and before he could say a word, he collapsed on his horse. But it was the hands of the guards who set up Hema to restrain them. Several people glanced at each other and nodded secretly.

They all died here, and Zong Han's anger would not subside. Such a humiliating defeat, coupled with the death of Shehema. Their wives and children may not be slaves! Only by covering Yin Keshu to escape back, with the status of Yin Keshu, he can still take care of one or two!

Several of the guards of Yinkeshu firmly tied his legs to his horse, saluted the chest of the three Mouke, and then broke away from the army formation and headed west.

None of the Jurchen knights left behind looked back, and a Jurchen Mouke roared: "We are all over the world, and we will die here today." Let's bury Shehema! But you have to drag enough southerners to die together! ”

With his wild roar, more than 200 Jurchen armor soldiers also roared heartbreakingly, and those guards left behind by the horses were still bleeding from cracks, and the horse's hooves were spreading, and these Jurchen armor soldiers rose up to the last strength. Like a black torrent, it rushed towards the seemingly unshakable military formation of the Song army in front of him! . If you want to know what happened next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!