In the morning light of dawn, the smoke and dust rolled up by the Jurchen Iron Horse actually had the feeling of covering the sky and the sun for a while.

Standing on top of the military village, Jiao Ting's face was full of resoluteness.

Jiao Ting is a member of Yang Keshi's command, but his place of origin is Hedong. It was originally a leather merchant who traveled between the grassland and the territory of the Great Song Dynasty. But all those who can do this kind of business in the border areas are all skilled in equestrian skills, and have three or two lives in their hands.

Later, in a merchant, he encountered horse thieves who gathered in several small groups of grassland miscellaneous hu, and not only the goods were swallowed, but most of the fellow merchants were killed and injured. It was easy for Jiao Ting to struggle for his life. Among the dead merchants, there were many relatives of Jiao Ting, and even his own father was among them.

From then on, Jiao Ting was determined to join the army, lead the iron cavalry, sweep the grassland, and return this blood revenge.

found a way to enter the Hedong garrison of the forbidden army, but found that except for the foreign soldiers of Zhejiahe, the entire Hedong army was arrogant and lazy. The general still wants Jiao Ting to continue to deal with the grassland and do the business of returning leather goods. And it's even worse than when you go it alone, and all the benefits go to the Lord!

How can such a military force fulfill its wish for revenge? At that moment, Jiao Ting gave up the military position of the Hedong Army and sought a military position in the Western Army, which was known as the strongest in the Great Song Dynasty at that time.

The Western Army claims to be hundreds of thousands, and it is not a small number to die and flee every year. There are many places to employ people, and it is not so difficult to really want to eat this bowl of life-selling rice. Jiao Tingshun made up for the military membership of the Western Army, and he wanted to fight for a future with one hand and one foot. At that time, as a general, he was in the northwest borderland, and he took a personal guard to the grassland. Slaughter a few hateful miscellaneous tribes. What's so hard about it?

This was once up and down in the Western Army. That's ten years. Jiao Ting has also become a man in his thirties. He has beaten the western thieves, guarded the border villages, served as a hard sentry, and plundered the Tibetan people. The ability was sharpened, and the accumulated merit slowly climbed up, and he also had a little reputation in the Western Army, and was finally selected and transferred by Yang Keshi as one of the backbone generals when he rebuilt the cavalry.

The original hot-blooded impulse has been worn out a lot. But the bitter hatred of Hulu. But after ten years, it has not diminished a little.

Wei Dagong divided his troops and let him lead the capture of the military village under the mountain, more than 200 horsemen also sneaked into three unsuspecting military villages, and there were not even Jurchen Tartars in the village, all of them were miscellaneous, these Jiao Ting were copied, and after entering the village, they were killed and slashed, and even the opportunity to surrender was not left for these Zahu! And Jiao Ting, as the commander, personally went into battle, and his subordinates slashed and killed more than ten miscellaneous people, splashed all over with blood. Looking at it like a demon god, I can't see my face clearly. Even the people of the Great Song Dynasty who were rescued by him were a little frightened!

In this painful killing, Jiao Ting can be regarded as expressing the depression accumulated in the past ten years. I can't wait to shout three times in a row!

After killing people and seizing the village, Jiao Ting arranged all the manpower to quickly repair the village defense. And he also wanted to lead his men to reinforce the Flying Kite Fort, and later saw that the Flying Kite Fort was on fire, and Wei Dagong sent a signal to announce that he had taken the Flying Kite Fort, which was considered to be a stop. Immediately, he turned his mind to stabilizing the three military fortifications.

Once he started to do it, Jiao Ting couldn't wait to scold these Jurchen Tartars and Zahu.

These birds, with so many people, how can they do such a thing in these three military villages?

The fence is only sparse, the trenches are dug in different depths, and the secondary defense facilities such as the deer fence are even more unmatched. Even if thousands of people are rescued, the manpower is still sufficient, but how much improvement can be made by supplementing overnight?

Jiao Ting depressedly urged the people to do as much as they could at night, and on the other hand, he kept scolding these dog Tartars for not having the ability to fight.

In fact, Jiao Ting's words are really unreasonable, although the defense ability of the Jurchen army is not as good as that of the Song army, it is not low, and the heavy defense lines built along the two river valleys of Lanshui are also similar. Because Flying Kite Fort has become an out-and-out rear here, and the troops are quite stretched, they are transferred from east to west, and there are too few troops left here. And the restoration of the guardianship system of the Flying Kite Fort is really a big project, so it is made like this.

And the Jurchens are good at fighting, and they are fighting together in the wild. Iron horses come and go like the wind, not only can they do far-reaching plagiarism, but they also fight hard when they are in battle. The final defeat of the Yan Yan army is certainly due to the reason of the commander, but it is really fair and hard, and it really can't be defeated!

However, Jiao Ting's scolding is quite refreshing. In the midst of his curses, a group of soldiers and soldiers who were already exhausted to the extreme, and thousands of people who had never returned to their souls in fear, survived the night with half-asleep mechanical labor in this scolding.

Because of this, at the same time that Pucha Wulie personally led the attack of the Flying Kite Fort, a Jurchen Tartar took advantage of the darkness before dawn to pounce on the three military villages under the mountain, but it was discovered early, and the two sides fell into a fierce battle from the beginning!

From the very beginning, the battle broke out on the periphery of the three military villages, and the panicked people fled back to the villages, and more than 200 soldiers under Jiao Ting's department fought and retreated, retreating into the military villages everywhere, and even some Jurchen Tartars rushed straight in, and the Song army paid a lot of casualties to drive them out!

The attacking side was underarmed, and so were the defenders. The defense of the village is very loose. It was difficult for the defenders to completely cover the three military villages, and the Jurchen Tartars also rushed in, which was untenable. The two sides fought back and forth like this, and the flying kite castle above their heads was also full of fighting sounds, and the mountains and mountains were suddenly united in the darkness before dawn!

As dawn gradually came, the two sides had reached an unsustainable point of fighting, and the Pucha Wulie troops came bravely and resisted the gap several times, while the defenders tried their best to counterattack, and even some bold people followed and threw stones to participate in the defense. There were heavy casualties on both sides.

In the end, when the fighting at the Flying Kite Fort was temporarily extinguished, the fighting also stopped in the three military villages that controlled the road at the foot of the mountain, and both sides left the corpses and wounded on the ground to lick their wounds, waiting for the situation to change. Waiting for the follow-up forces of both sides to arrive first!

And in the morning light of dawn, Jiao Ting stood on the wall, and did not see the reinforcements coming down from the Flying Kite Castle. did not wait for the banner of the general Yang Keshi. Finally waited. But it is the Jurchen Tartar banner fluttering in the dust and smoke!

Jiao Ting closed his eyes suddenly, and then suddenly opened them again, looking back at the soldiers around him who were scarred by armor, covered in blood, and so tired that he couldn't stand. What sounded in my ears was the deafening cheers of the Jurchen warriors of the Pucha Wulie Tribe.

Jiao Ting roared loudly, suppressing the cheers of those Jurchen Tartars for a while!

"Straight lady thief, fight with the Jurchen Tartars! Someone will always avenge us! ”

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The sound of shouting and killing up and down the mountain. It resounded all the time, straight into the Flying Kite Castle.

Fighting under the mountain, it is naturally Jiao Ting's department that is fighting with Pucha Wulie's department, as well as the Hun's department, who came to aid Hulu's later, and is fighting to the death.

And the fight on the mountain, but it was the Flying Kite Fort that sent reinforcements several times, and wanted to go down the mountain to help Jiao Ting, but was intercepted by Pucha Wulie himself, and he couldn't break through several times, and finally could only retreat to the Flying Kite Fort.

Wei Dagong lay on the ground. The sergeants were matted and their armor was removed. The shafts of the two feathered arrows on the shoulders and chests were broken, but the arrows did not dare to shoot for a while, but scrubbed the surroundings with wine and bandaged them hastily.

He was badly wounded, and although he struggled to hold himself up on the fort wall for a while, he eventually collapsed from excessive bleeding. Carried down by the sergeants. Although the pain of the two wounds did not abate, it was difficult to hold up even if the bleeding was too much. Wei Dagong never closed his eyes, just listened carefully to the sounds coming from all around, looked at the distance traveled by the sun above his head, and occasionally turned his head with difficulty to look at the scene inside the castle.

In the Flying Kite Fort, even the people put on armor and carried troops on the wall, ready to fight with the Jurchen Tartars who rushed up at any time. Inside the fort, only a few of the wounded sat silently, but those who could move a little were wiping their blades. Several old and weak people walked around these bloodied soldiers, feeding water with water hyacinth one by one, and taking care of their wounds from time to time.

A general was retreating from the fort gate with dozens of sons, all covered in battle scars and carrying wounded armor. The general shouted hoarsely: "A few people! My son has seven wounds! There are still four or five who haven't been snatched back, and the dog Tartar of the straight lady thief will not retreat! ”

The people rushed up to pick up the wounded and put them down for treatment. The soldier looked for a place to sit down, took off his hood, and held his head without saying a word.

After the sergeants handed over their wounded numbers, they looked at each other silently, either on duty at the wall, or just here to take a breather.

The shouts of fighting under the mountain gradually subsided. And suddenly, the cheers of the Jurchen Tartars sounded on the mountain again!

The general jumped up and flew up to the fortress wall.

As soon as he reached the fort wall, the general's heart sank.

The three military villages have been invaded by the Jurchen Tartars, and the defenders are making their last resistance. And that's not even the most desperate sight. The most desperate thing was that the Jurchen military horses that had returned from the west were rushing to the west with hundreds of horsemen!

They came by night, fighting to the death from the mountains and down the mountains, believing that they had opened a way for tens of thousands of brothers. But I didn't expect that in the end, I still failed with my hard work!

The general roared in pain, and he wanted to grab his blade and rush down the mountain to fight to the death with these Jurchen Tartars!

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded beside him: "Our army will definitely arrive!" ”

The general turned his head and saw that Wei Dagong didn't know when, supporting his weak body, he had already walked to the fortress wall! And the firm gaze is just looking south!

The general roared out of control: "Then why is our army still missing?" Why did you know our army was coming! Now it's waves of Jurchen Tartars! ”

Wei Dagong's figure was shaky, but he gritted his teeth and burst out: "Because we have King Yan!" He's going to save this horse! (To be continued.)

PS: From 12 o'clock in the afternoon to 12 o'clock in the evening, every word is extremely difficult.

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