Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Breath of Fighting

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Soldiers are used to fight, at this time, even if it is hand-to-hand combat, Wu Jie also needs to resist, it is raining heavily and the weather is humid, our crossbow arrows can't be used, and the bows and arrows of the Liao people can't be used either, and I believe that there are not many weapons in the hands of the Liao.

Sometimes cruelty is not only inflicted on the enemy, but more often on ourselves. ā€

"The marshal thinks that no matter how hard the battle is, Wu Jie must hold on?"

"Yes, when we were fighting Xiao Dahu, Wu Jie's battle in Hailingchuan was not very good, in the face of the crazy counterattack of the Liao people, his performance was not satisfactory, since he can't fight a hard battle, we must force him to fight a hard battle, and sharpen the cowardly and uninsisted parts of his character."

"Yunhou, this is not the time for you to sharpen your generals, this battle is related to whether our army can enter Nanjing Dao as promised......"

"Any time is an opportunity to learn, if Wu Jie can't learn, I won't allow him to lead troops anymore, he will know that there is a world of difference between leading tens of thousands of soldiers and leading 2,000 men......

In fact, Liang Ji has already passed......"

Wen Yanbo let out a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good......"

The rainstorm crackled on Wu Jie's body, and the cowhide girdle was soaked by the rain, and he had tightened it several times, but it didn't take long for the cowhide belt to loosen again.

Looking at the back of his white hand that had been soaked in the rain, the Liao people came this time with cavalry, and their ugly faces looked particularly hideous in the rain, Wu Jie screamed wildly and threw away the helmet of harm, and once again led the troops into the battlefield that had just been withdrawn.

Since it began to rain yesterday evening, the Liao's wave-like attacks have not stopped, and the black gate on the opposite side is like an exit from hell. No matter how many enemies you kill, how many new enemies can be spit out in that black hole.

The Liao cavalry array swept by the tide with a strong inertia and slammed into the waiting horse and shield array, and suddenly bloomed into a brilliant wave, and the human body threw the war horse and screamed. The cold glow of the blade confused the gloomy sky, and the red blood stained the cold sand, and at this moment, life was inferior to a wild dog.

Wu Jie dragged a long chopping knife behind the shield array, and looked coldly at the Liao people who rushed up one after another. They all seemed to have a will to die, and in order to get closer to the Song army's formation, they turned a blind eye to the disgruntled spikes and barbed wire in front of them, urging the blindfolded horses to ram up.

The price is naturally cruel, the rejection horse is full of corpses, and those Liao people who fell off the war horse also fell on the barbed wire, and the spikes of the barbed wire pierced their **, as long as they moved slightly, the spikes would tear bloody wounds on their bodies.

The Liao people didn't seem to care, and some ripped off their clothes and wrapped them in barbed wire. Before he could make any more moves, the Song Jun spear behind the barbed wire stabbed into his body fiercely.

Perhaps there are too many corpses on the rejection horse, which is no longer a threat to the Liao people, a member of the Liao general shouted loudly and crossed the rejection horse, and the long-handled war knife in his hand split the barbed wire and broke into the battle formation of the Song army.

Wu Jie's deputy general Tan Liang hurried to make up for the gap, and slashed at the blade of the Liao general, and finally blocked the thunderous knife of the galloping Liao cavalry, and the two horses were staggered. Tan Liang's cold steel knife swept lightly from the neck of the Liao cavalry, blood splattered, and the head flew up.

At the same time, a tearing pain came from his left shoulder, and Tan Liang immediately felt that the left half of his body was already numb. Of course, he killed the Liao general with this hard blow, and the long knife of the Liao general also stabbed him the left rib, if it wasn't for the excellent armor on his body, this knife would have broken through the abdomen.

slashed the Xiliang cavalry with one sword, Tan Liang didn't have time to catch his breath, and another Liao iron cavalry roared. The heavy chopping knife slashed horizontally, straight to Tan Liang's throat.

"Boom!"

Tan Liang's steel knife and the Liao cavalry's chopping knife came again without any tricks, the Liao cavalry's chopping knife was swung away, Tan Liang couldn't hold on anymore and was also knocked off the horse by the huge anti-shock force, the Liao general's knife just now made Tan Liang break at least two ribs, under such a violent impact, his body seemed to lose consciousness and could no longer sit firmly on the back of the war horse.

Tan Liang turned over and fell off the horse, and another Liao cavalry galloped in, the huge horse's hooves had already stepped down according to his face, Tan Liang howled and jumped forward, which was able to avoid this fatal step, the huge horse's hooves were only a stone's throw away from his body, if his movements were a little slower, he was afraid that his chest would have been stepped out of a bowl-sized blood hole.

Tan Liang turned over and got up, his eyes suddenly opened, and he didn't see even a single Liao cavalry, only the pouring rain covered his sight, covering the cruel scenery around him, looking back, the Song army array behind him was churning and killing the sky, and the fierce Liao iron cavalry had just crossed the barbed wire, and was firmly surrounded by the Chinese army under the command of the general, and the battle there stopped without much effort.

The fierce iron cavalry of the Liao people showed amazing lethality, a large number of Song army robes were pierced by sharp spears, cut in two by sharp sabers, and crushed by the iron hooves of rushing hooves, their blood stained the entire ground red, and was soon diluted by the rain and finally turned into a red stream, bubbling into the rushing Yanghe River.

Under the heavy casualties, it also hit the Liao cavalry hard, from the city gate to their own military formation, the corpses of the Liao cavalry almost covered the ground, some of the disabled war horses wailed in the heavy rain, trying to stand up, and finally fell into the water with a bang, splashing a large area of mud.

The heavy rain became heavier and heavier, and the heavens and the earth were all white and bright water columns, and the ears were also full of heavy rain hitting the corpses, hitting the armor, and hitting the earth.

In Wu Jie's shouting, Sun Jie, the gunner leader, with more than a dozen Song troops, pushed the artillery to the bottom of a shed at the front, cleaned up the artillery a little, and aimed the muzzle of the cannon at the gate of the black hole, as long as there were enemies coming out there, he would bombard him.

If you want to deal with such an enemy, solid chain bullets are much better than flowering bullets, and at such a distance, a chain bullet will sweep through, and a bloody road will open a bloody road in the enemy's dense military formation.

The gunpowder base wrapped in the oiled paper has been put in, Sun Jie put the lead on his chest and wrapped it in oiled paper layer after layer, as long as he opens a small opening, he can pull out a lead from it, and he must ignite it as quickly as possible, otherwise it will get wet.

Wu Jie glanced at Tan Liang, who was carried over by his own soldiers, and patted him on the shoulder: "Take advantage of the fact that the bridge is not washed away by the river, go to the wounded barracks quickly, and the rest will naturally have my brother here, and I will definitely defend it." ā€

Tan Liang spat out a mouthful of blood and said: "I just have broken ribs, as long as I bandage it, I can continue to fight, we can't go back this time, general, I saw Liang Ji in the back camp!" ā€

"What is he here for?" Wu Jie was a little annoyed, this was his own battlefield, not his Liang Ji.

Tan Liang climbed down from the stretcher and whispered: "Is it Wen Yanbo, that bastard, who was sent to replace our brother, the reason why there is no movement, may be that the handsome man wants to take another look?" ā€

Wu Jie is not a very smart person, he has many shortcomings in his personality, hesitation is his biggest problem, listening to Tan Liang say this, he is somewhat at a loss.

At the beginning, Yun Zheng took into account Wu Jie's character traits, and specially sent Tan Liang, who was known as the monkey spirit, to Wu Jie as his deputy, and this person was very decisive.

"General, this time our lives are all small things, the name of the Sheng Yongjun cannot be lost, as long as we survive this heavy rain, who dares to underestimate us, the last general listened to the staff officers of the Chinese army's big tent and said that the marshal is ready to leave after this big battle, before leaving, he will ruthlessly rectify the Jingxi Army, select the most elite army in the whole army for the use of the imperial court, and the rest will be disarmed and returned to the field!"

PS: Chapter one

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