On the battlefield, there was a sudden silence.

The Song army and the Jurchen armor rode in amazement, all of them looked at what happened in front of them. The silence lasted only a brief moment. Suddenly, the entire battlefield erupted in a huge shout!

This shout was so loud that it was blasted out of the chest cavity with all the strength of their lives under the anger of the thousands of soldiers who had fought until now. In an instant, it was like thousands of rolling thunders, and it exploded in the north of the Lan River. Just like the towering five mountains, long and white, suddenly collapsed in front of the small river in the east of the river!

The two sides rode like crazy, kicking the war horses. There is no longer the exhausted appearance of one party slowly approaching, and the other sitting and waiting. Instead, he urged hundreds of thousands of war horses to neigh together, raised their hooves, and rumbled towards the place where Yang Keshi and Tete fell at the same time!

Between these two iron walls, which were rapidly accelerating, two empty horses were wailing.

At this moment, the smoke and dust rolled thicker and denser, and accelerated to close like two walls of smoke. Beneath the wall of smoke are two rows of iron streams. There was no pause or hesitation, no more cowardice and retreat, just collided without hesitation!

If the Lord is like this, but for the armor under his command, what else is there to say at this moment? Just divide one, you live or die!

Between the two iron walls that were about to close, Yang Keshi spread his hands and feet, looked up to the sky, and quietly looked at the sky above his head that had been blocked by smoke and dust. The ribs were broken, and every breath hurt my heart and lungs. The internal organs were also shaken, and there was constant spillage of dirty blood from the mouth and nose.

Then there is the iron muscles, and then the firm will. This fall is difficult to afford for a while. When the two armies collided. Only the horses' hooves trampled underneath. There is only more luck than luck.

But Yang Keshi didn't care much.

One of the reasons. Naturally, it was the Jurchen general who was in charge of commanding the military horses on the north shore, lying on the ground, only occasionally squirming his fingers. The rest of the body has become more soft and muddy.

Yang Keshi understood very well that his own gong was rubbing his back. The abacus beads behind the backbone of this Jurchen Tartar will be shattered. Even if he has a breath for a while, or even can be snatched out and struggle for his life, he can be regarded as a completely immobile waste person in this life. Let's talk about this chaotic army. A wasted person, where can he still live?

His own army rushed out, and under the iron shovel, he stoned more than ten or twenty Jurchen Tartars to death. When I was young, I didn't know how much I could overmove my family, and I didn't know how much reward I could get from the officials! There are so many Jurchen Tartars who have their lives on their backs, and in the end, they killed a Jurchen general, pioneered for their sons, and joined the army here. What are the regrets? Is it really waiting for the wind to salivate and make the children tired? Will you die of old age in the end?

So many brothers rushed out with him, and they were all killed. He is just a member of the Western Army, and he fought all the way up from the low-level sergeant. Why can't you die? Maybe this ending can make my family more at ease to face those loyal souls who are always on the clouds!

The second reason is that Yang Keshi is also very relieved.

King Yan is in the army, with King Yan in charge, are you still afraid of this remnant army, these brothers who have fought hard will not be able to find a way out? These brothers, following the banner of King Yan, are better than following my old Yang, and they are ten thousand times stronger than Liu Yanei and the jackal who are following the straight thief!

Now that these sons and daughters who have entrusted their lives to their families have a better place to go, what else can they not die for?

Died in the final battle that opened a way for the sons to live.

This heart is very peaceful, and there are no regrets.

That's it............

Although he had calmly faced his death, Yang Keshi had not closed his eyes, but just looked at the sky. I tried my best to see through the smoke and look at the blue sky overhead.

This blue sky, and the first time I went into battle, nervously walking through the thousands of ravines of Hengshan, inadvertently glanced at the top of my head, I don't know what I saw?

Under this blue sky, under the banner of King Yan, when there are more men, like themselves, join the army, and gradually hone themselves in the hard and bloody battles, until the end, they all guard the duty of a Han family martial artist?

An ordinary martial artist like himself, in this land, under this sky, has never been cut off............

Just as he was quietly waiting for the last moment to come, Yang Keshi saw more than ten spears and horse lances flying through the air above his head!

It was Yang Keshi's personal guard who snatched it up, and threw the long blade in his hand that he relied on to fight like this. I only hope that I can intercept the Jurchen Tartars a little and snatch his life back!

More than ten spears and horse lances flew out, and they were about to rush into the row of Jurchen armor horses in front of Yang Keshi, and suddenly there was a burst of people turning on their backs. A few horses fell off their horses, and the rest of the people were also busy dodging and blocking. In an instant, the war horse neighed, stopped moving, and slowed down for such a moment!

At this moment, more than ten Yang Keshi's personal guards had already rushed forward, and immediately several riders dismounted. The rest of the people just pulled out their swords and swords, and continued to move forward without pause, meeting the rushing Jurchen armor and riding the iron wall!

Several guards grabbed Yang Keshi, and Yang Keshi gritted his teeth and scolded: "Get out!" ”

At this time, where did the guards pay attention to him, they desperately pulled Yang Keshi backwards, and wanted to put him on a horse and evacuate this battle formation!

The iron wall formed by the Song army's armored cavalry surged up in rows at this time. Just passed by Yang Keshi, and no one looked back at their general. The dirty face under the hood is full of desperate determination.

Such a face, such a figure, is like a row of towering peaks surging forward!

And the Jurchen armor rode to catch up. The two sides have collided together for the first time in today's battle.

In the eyes of Yang Keshi, who was half-pulled and half-hugged, and was heavily injured. All the scenes seem to have changed to black and white. All the shouts and fights, the sounds of collisions, have become dumb, as if they are frames of pictures.

A Song army armored horseman, the spear stabbed out of the air, was snatched by the Jurchen Tartars and smashed off the horse with a hammer.

A Jurchen Tartar, whose spear was broken, still drew his long knife and fought to the death. Three Song soldiers fell off their horses. Then he was stabbed into the body by two horse lances at the same time.

A Song Army sergeant. At the time of the collision, the horse lost its front hoof and fell off the horse. He rolled on the ground, pulling the reins of his Tartar horse with his bare hands, trying to pull the opponent's horse to the ground. But he was immediately swung by the Tartar and cut off the palm of his hand, and then he pounced on it and bit the Tartar's reins with his teeth!

A Song army and a Jurchen Tartar, holding each other's spears, fell off their horses at the same time, and were trampled by countless horses' hooves in an instant. Gone.

A Song soldier ............

A Jurchen Tartar ............

Yang Keshi stared blankly at what was happening in front of him, he didn't know how long he had left to live. He only knows that such a picture, as long as he still has a breath, will never forget it!

Several guards desperately helped Yang Keshi to the mount. But at this time, there were four or five Jurchen Tartars covered in blood who came out of the formation, holding their spears, and went straight to where Yang Keshi was!

The two guards immediately met him, and in an instant, they were pierced by the spears that stabbed them. And the remaining two guards dragged Yang Keshi to the horse. At this time, the two of them eagerly shouted something to Yang Keshi, but Yang Keshi couldn't hear anything. The two guards leaned Yang Keshi on the back of his mount. He also held the short blade with him and continued to pounce!

Seeing his master stand up, the mount lowered his head and bit Yang Keshi's arm with his mouth, as if he wanted to pull his master on his back like this.

But Yang Keshi leaned softly on the horse's back and didn't move. just looked coldly at the hideous and ugly faces of the Jurchen armor soldiers, and the blood-stained blades.

That's it for your own life............ But you can't win, as long as there are such sons, as long as there are people who can lead them to fight to the death.

No matter how fierce you Jurchen are, no matter how capable you are, even if you trample the Liao State with iron hooves.

You can't win either!

Two spears, stretched out from afar, are about to stab Yang Keshi through!

At this moment, suddenly a giant axe stretched out!

The giant axe swept away, breaking not only the two spears. Under the great force, the Jurchen Tartars could no longer even hold the handle of the spear, so they flew out of their hands!

After the giant axe, followed by a large general, wrapped in heavy iron armor, stepping down and rushing in as swift as the wind. Suddenly crossed Yang Keshi, and the axe was another oblique split. The entire upper body of the Jurchen Tartar facing the axe was split into two obliquely, and the iron armor was like paper paste, and blood rain was flying all over the sky!

And the big army general took another step forward, flew up and kicked on the belly of the horse ridden by the Jurchen armor next to him, and the war horse neighed miserably, and it lined up, and actually stood unsteadily, so he knelt down with a weak front leg. Blood suddenly gushed out from his mouth and nose, and a male war horse was kicked into a heavy blow by this kick!

Another horse warrior grabbed it from the other side. This knight has a horse-like body, ape arms and bee waist, and long hands and broad shoulders. At first glance, he is a good horse fighter with fierce and fast speed. This grabbed, the horse lance in his hand just shook, like a dragon, circling and flying thorns, and the Jurchen Tartars who met him in front of him fell off the horse one after another!

It's Yang De and Lin Leopard's head!

Xiao Yan finally crossed the river, and led the follow-up cavalry to rush up. And Yang De and Lin Baotou, who immediately stepped down to break the formation, will always rush to the front!

Behind the two fierce generals who stepped down on the horse, there were countless iron horses, galloping and roaring!

They carried a body of dust and smoke, a body of blood, a body of water, and a body of iron tenacity sharpened by the battle. Just like this, one after another, they joined this already too bloody battlefield!

The frames in front of Yang Keshi's eyes finally became coherent and vivid. The faces are no longer solidified, but are clearly active on this battlefield, shouting at the water's edge, fighting in the land east of the river where there is a bloody battle with foreign races.

They are always there, and they never die! It will never be just a vague existence in the memory of future generations!

The shouts became clear. It's not just the cavalry that joins the battlefield who are shouting and roaring. Those Song army armor riders who had rushed and retreated in the previous few times also stood up with their tired bodies, regardless of whether they had horses or not, they all joined. The infantry of the Song army, which was originally covering by the river, also pressed up from both flanks and joined the siege of the Jurchen rangers on both wings.

For the rest of their lives, the children of the Western Army, who fought all the way and never gave in, all threw themselves into the last battle of the waterside that broke through the Jurchen net!

A famous female Zhenjia rode under such an attack and fell off his horse, and then drowned in such a frenzy.

The Jurchen iron horsemen who have always been tough, have been tenacious, have always been fierce, and have always dared to fight, these Tunguska warriors. In the midst of such a roaring frenzy, I finally felt that I couldn't support it anymore and couldn't hold on anymore!

What is the reason for this southern army to become like this?

Rushed out of the Weishui River Valley, went north from Yifang, grabbed the Flying Kite Fort, and forcibly crossed the Lanshui. Bloody battles and constant attrition. But no military horse can stop them from breaking through the encirclement!

What is the reason exactly?

Looking at the large group of Jurchen military horses on the opposite bank rushing to the shore, they could only cry out helplessly across the river, looking at the few dozen rafts on the river, and they could only transport not many military horses to cross the river. Now he was even more frightened by the momentum of the Song army on the north bank, and the speed of transfer slowed down even more.

Watch as the winged rangers are pressed back by the sweeping rain of arrows, and the oppression is scattered. Looking at the iron wall formed by the Song Army cavalry in front of him, one after another oppression came!

How can this battle be fought? How can this battle be fought?

A Jurchen Puliyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, roared, turned around and left. As long as someone moves, the remnants of the Jurchen soldiers and horses can no longer support it. Shouting and shouting what they don't know what kind of words, everyone turned around, and everyone left. As long as you get away from this group of southern troops who are taking the road as far as possible!

But the Song army was red-eyed, and a team of cavalry just bit them and didn't let go. No matter what direction these Jurchen Tartars flee to, they just want to kill them by the water!

The majestic cheers suddenly sounded on the battlefield, getting higher and higher, until the powerless Jurchen knights on the other side of the river turned pale one by one!

This southern army has lost more than half of its personnel, but it has finally broken out of this net! When they returned, they would not know what a terrible and terrible army it was!

In the battle array, Yang Keshi leaned softly on his mount. One of the men next to him jumped off his horse and supported him. Yang Keshi reluctantly turned his head to see that the person beside him, with an iron-clad ghost face, was thin and tall, it was Xiao Yan.

Yang Keshi slowly raised his hand, wiped his eyes, and said softly: "King Yan............"

Xiao Yan supported his body, and just nodded: "I know, I know ............"

Yes, Lao Tzu knows. Along the way, I have always known. Whatever happened to this plane that once had no own, but now, it's very different.

I will never forget jì, along the way, what I have seen follow my own flag, the sacrifice of these good sons.

I will never lose them!

How can you fail them?

Looking back, the peaks and mountains are like gathering, and the waves are like anger.

The feet are bloody, and there are no horses' hooves. (To be continued......)

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