The night was slightly cool, and under the bright moonlight, more than 4,000 iron horsemen stood in the camp, like a rolling torrent, ready to drown the world at any time.

Looking at the Jurchen Erlang, Heli's heart was full of excitement and uneasiness.

"Jurchen men! After a day of fierce fighting, I must be tired, and I am also tired. But we had no choice, and war had already broken out. In war, there are only two options, one is that the enemy kills us, steps on our heads, robs our women, sheep and horses, and lives like slaves, just like the Jurchens decades ago; One is that we will defeat the enemy, kill them, take possession of their cities, take away the gold and silver, let their women groan under us, and make their emperors prostrate like slaves before our horses. ”

"Since the southern expedition, the Song army has been like cattle and sheep, which can be driven and chased at will. We are proud and think that all Han people are sheep, but today, that group of Han people used their blood and corpses to explain a truth, Han people also have iron-blooded men, and they also have a wolf side, and they are not all sheep. They are our enemies, but they have also earned my respect! ”

"Tonight, we're going to strike and destroy these iron-blooded men. It is very difficult, very difficult to let the corpses of this group of iron-blooded men trample under our feet and achieve our military exploits, maybe most of you will die, and I will die too! But we must attack, because this group of iron-blooded Han people is alive, and they are the mortal enemies of my Jurchen. Today they are in a weak position, and we cannot kill them; Once they are in the ascendancy, it will be the place where we will be buried! ”

"There is an old saying in the grassland, when you encounter wolves, you must dodge, because wolves are the most resentful. But once you offend a wolf pack, you have to uproot it, even the newborn wolf cubs, because wolves are the most vindictive. ”

"If you don't kill all the wolves, just wait for the wolves to eat your tribe!"

"Today we are going to fight the most ferocious wolf**, this wolf pack is more ferocious than all the beasts, do you dare to go on the expedition? Do you dare to kill the wolves? He shouted as he stood in the river.

"Kill the wolf!"

"Kill the wolf!"

"Kill the wolf!"

With the agitation in the river, the Jurchen soldiers were suddenly emotional, and their killing intent soared to the sky.

"Let's go!" The rolling iron rider set off quickly.

………

"Knock knock!" The violent beating of war drums was dark for a hundred miles, and the sound was deafening, as if it were thunder.

Suddenly, the silent Song camp was in an uproar, and the soldiers who had just fallen asleep and had not yet recovered hurriedly put on their battle armor, picked up their spears, packed them up, and quickly gathered outside the tent. The Song army gathered quickly, and the Jin army outside also attacked the camp quickly.

It didn't seem to care about fatigue at all, like the god of war, a group of cavalry, attacking on horseback, with sandbags on their backs. When they got to the trench, they threw down their pockets and ran immediately. "Bang bang!" Sandbags were thrown down one by one, and in an instant they were three feet high and five feet wide, full of bamboo sticks and iron nails.

After a few rounds of cavalry, it was filled, forming a flat section of more than ten zhang wide, which could be used for war horses to gallop.

"It's a pity, the trench is too shallow!" The seed master led his own soldiers, looking at the battle situation outside, and his heart was tense. After a long run, it was a big battle during the day, and I was extremely tired. As a result, the trench was also hastily dug and very shallow. And the camp is also roughly a trick, which can only be said to be qualified, not impregnable. Now it has become a fatal shortcoming.

He never dreamed that the Jin Army would attack at night tonight, isn't this looking for death?

The moon is so bright tonight that it is either a fool or a madman to attack.

4,000 cavalry attacking the barracks of 20,000 foot soldiers, the difference in numbers is too big, isn't this looking for death?

But looking at the scattered military camp, the planter couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he was already tired after hurrying continuously; In yesterday's battle, Pao Ze died, which brought heavy psychological pressure; This was enough to make the soldiers run away, and there was a camp roar in an instant. If you rest for a night, you will be able to return to normal.

But Jin Jun didn't even stay overnight!

And looking at the panicked military camp, the expression was sluggish, and even the soldiers who were desperate, the heart of the cultivator sank to the bottom, and it would be good for 20,000 soldiers to be able to exert the combat effectiveness of 5,000 people at this moment.

The courage of the generals of the Jin Army was too great, and they also caught the biggest flaw of the Song Army, and attacked at the weakest moment of the Song Army!

Life and death are at hand!

"Soldiers, kill the enemy with me!" At this moment, the Seed Master Dao pulled out his sword, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he ran forward quickly, blocking the gap. Up to now, the camp is like a weasel entering a chicken coop, a mess, and all orders may not be able to reach the grassroots level. At this time, the thirty-six strategies, Sun Tzu's art of war and other things were useless, only bloody battles, with courage, to block the Jin army's iron cavalry to charge the camp, and give the soldiers a chance to assemble.

With the attack of the Seed Master, the two hundred personal soldiers who followed him also ran forward quickly, blocking the gap and resisting the impact of the Jin army.

"Kill!" The Jurchen Iron Cavalry roared angrily, like a surging sea, slamming rapidly, in the shape of an arrow, rapidly shattering the camp, one by one quickly crossing one trench and rushing towards another. The Song archers in the distance shot rapidly, and the rain of arrows poured down like a waterfall.

"Brush!" One after another sharp arrows were shot, but they were all stopped by the sturdy armor, and it was difficult to hurt a single bit, and the Jurchen cavalry continued to attack, and the powerful impact force knocked the Song troops into the air one by one, or trampled them into flesh. The Jurchen cavalry kept waving the weapons in their hands, slashing and killing the Song soldiers, and one by one the Song soldiers were slaughtered and a large number of deaths.

But the tragic death did not make the Song army timid, born in the northwest, after many years of fighting, he had already been indifferent to life and death. They rushed forward one after another, slowing down the speed of the horses, and as long as the horses lost their speed, they were lambs to be slaughtered. Some of the clever soldiers waved their weapons, looked at the legs of the horses, or drilled under the horse's belly, and then stabbed the horse's belly. These are stupid methods, and the Jurchen soldiers are not stupid, so they naturally know these shortcomings. At the moment of impact, it is also always protected from the horse's leg being chopped.

For every leg of a horse that was hit by a machete, it meant that three, five, or even more soldiers were killed, and only one was lucky enough to cut off the horse's leg.

The battle became more and more fierce, the Song army was killed in large numbers, and the Jurchen cavalry also suffered heavy casualties, but neither side flinched. The battle has already been fought, and no matter how heavy the sacrifice losses are, it must be persevered. Whoever retreats first means who loses. Losing means death.

"Kill!" The seed master Dao waved the sword and slashed, the sword had already rolled the blade, but it still continued to slash and kill, and the battle reached this moment, and there was no time to change weapons and fight again. Maybe after a while of changing weapons, the small life will be gone.

The battle has reached this moment, either you die or I die. The Song army, which was originally flustered and demoralized, watched the boss attack, and the lost trace of courage gradually returned, and it was also an iron cavalry that bravely moved forward and blocked the impact of the Jurchens

The Jurchen iron cavalry suffered a large number of casualties, and the Song army also suffered a large number of casualties, but both sides fought to the death and did not retreat.

………

In the distance, he was riding on a horse, looking at the Jurchen iron cavalry that was impacting, and the battle was stalemate, anxiety flashed in his eyes, and this Song army was very strong. Fortunately, everything was expected, he still had a backhand, and the Song army's camp was not impregnable.

"Fire Bull Array!" There was an order in the river.

Immediately, in the west of the camp, five hundred ploughing oxen appeared. It's just that at this moment, the ploughing ox is not here to plough the land, but is covered with three layers of strong armor, and the nine heads are tied with sharp blades, and the eyes of the ox have been blindfolded, and behind the tail of the ox is stained with thick oil. In a group of three oxen, they were tied together to form two rows, and with overwhelming momentum, they attacked the camp of the breeder army from the other direction.

The two Jurchen armies, like pincers, attacked one after the other, in the east and west, attacking the camp of the seed army respectively.

At this time, all the main forces of the Seed Army, the soldiers who fought bravely, and the gaps in the east that were ahead of them blocked the impact of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, while although there were certain forces in other directions, they were all old and weak people, and their combat strength was weak.

At this time, with the impact of the Fire Bull Array, coupled with the strong impact of the Jurchen cavalry, a big hole suddenly opened on the west side of the plantation military camp, like a bloody wound on the human body. Although some soldiers resisted, these soldiers were weak in combat and only resisted for a moment before they collapsed.

"Kill!" Heli roared angrily, the long knife in his hand waved again and again, constantly slashing the Song army, and the war horse under him rushed forward like a dragon. At this moment, all schemes, all calculations, all wisdom are nothing, only impact, impact, and impact.

The constant impact has broken down the camp of the seed army, and only by breaking down the camp of the seed army can there be victory and a chance to live.

Heli clearly knows the advantages of the Jurchens, and also clearly knows the disadvantages of the Jurchens.

This time the Song army camp was only 4,000 Jurchen warriors, while the Song army was more than 20,000 people. The Jurchens were on the offensive side, while the Song army was on the defensive side. This battle was very dangerous, the number of people was seriously insufficient, one to five, and it was even more difficult to attack and easy to defend.

It was a military adventure, bordering on madness, bordering on suicide.

Once it was difficult for the Jurchen cavalry to quickly break through the camp of the seed army and fall into the large camp, facing an enemy five times their size, the cavalry that lost their speed was almost the object of infantry torture. At that time, it was highly likely that the Jurchen army would be defeated, or even annihilated.

And the only advantage of the Jurchens is morale. The morale brought by repeated victories dares to wave their horses to kill even in the face of enemies who are three, five, or even ten times their size.

And the only chance of victory is the fear of the cavalry raid, which makes the enemy tremble, makes the enemy afraid, and makes the enemy scatter and flee. Once the enemy is defeated, it may be possible to break the Song army camp and achieve the final victory.

"Kill!" The river continued to rush, the sword in his hand kept waving, the blood was already stained with the armor, and the horse's body was slimy. After continuous slashing, my arms began to ache, and I felt like I was wasted, but I continued to rush and kill.

The sweat on his body was already soaking through his body, but under the dense secret tunnel armor, he couldn't breathe, as if he was steaming in a steamer. The palm of the hand was covered with sweat, and the hand holding the long knife began to slip, but fortunately, before the fierce battle, the palm of the hand was wrapped in a strip of cloth, and as long as the arm was not cut off, the long knife would not come out.

And the most worrisome thing is the war horse, the war horse is holding people and armor, running continuously, already tired and full of sweat, the horse's mouth is panting, whirring.

"Whew!" After a chop, the head of an old pawn was cut off, and the river had an idea, raised his left hand, grabbed the head of the old pawn, and shouted: "The planter is dead!" The Planter Dao is dead! ”

"The Planter Dao is dead!" The soldiers around him immediately shouted in unison

"The Planter Dao is dead!" And the Jurchen soldiers in the distance also shouted in unison.

"The Planter Dao is dead!" All the Jurchen soldiers shouted in unison.

A loud sound spread through the night sky in an instant.

These Jurchen soldiers didn't know who the Planter Dao was, nor did they know the origin of the Planter Dao, let alone whether the Planter Dao was fat or thin. Follow the general to rush and kill, yes; It is natural to shout with the general. As for what the shouting was, they didn't care at all.

In the night, the head of a bright old man waved in the hands of the general of the Jin Army.

The night was too dark, and the hair was covered, so I couldn't see the face clearly, and I could only see the head of an old man. Coupled with the Jurchen army's shouting in unison, the Song army soldiers who originally rushed to kill were immediately stunned, consciously replenished their brains, and kept thinking about it, and immediately cried, "General, you died so miserably!" ”

The kind of general was kind to them, but he died like this! Thinking of the kindness of the Seed Master Dao to them, many Song Army soldiers felt sore in their hearts.

Fighting on the battlefield, on the line of life and death, how can there be a trace of distraction. A hint of distraction often means death. It was at this moment of stunned and fluctuating hearts that more than a dozen Song soldiers were hacked to death.

A soldier is the courage of a general, and the power of a soldier.

In the era of cold weapons colliding in battle formations, morale is extremely important, morale is not omnipotent, but no morale is absolutely impossible. It will be the courage of the soldiers, and the brave generals will inspire the morale of the soldiers and fight bravely; And a cowardly general will demoralize the soldiers and decline their combat effectiveness.

Shoot people first and shoot horses, and break the army first to kill generals.

The death of a general can make the morale of the army fall to the bottom in an instant.

As the head of the bright old man flickered, the momentum of the Song army soldiers suddenly declined to a very low level. I don't know who started to be timid first, and I don't know who ran away first, in short, the original formation was neat, and the decisive slaughter army began to disperse.

Courage is contagious, timidity is contagious, and when a soldier moves forward bravely, the soldiers around him will also move forward bravely; When one soldier runs away, there will also be a large number of soldiers running away.

The embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in the anthill, and with the escape of a small soldier, a large number of soldiers began to flee, and the tide of the battle was reversed, and the seed army was defeated.

Looking at the Song army who fled in panic, Heli was excited, and urged him to go forward to cover up and kill. But at this moment the rest of the horses whimpered, and they went limp-softened to the ground. "Get up, get up!" The river shouted loudly, and the war horse struggled a few times and barely stood up, but the horse's body was still trembling.

After the big battle, this horse has been weakened to the extreme, and it is impossible to chase and kill.

Looking around the river again, more than sixty percent of the horses were tired and temporarily lost their combat effectiveness, and only a few of the horses still had combat strength and continued to pursue.

The victory was a fluke!

If the Song army holds on for a quarter of an hour longer, the victory or defeat will be reversed!

"Kill!" Seeing that the war horse was weak, Heli jumped off the war horse, turned into a heavy infantry, wore heavy armor, and rushed towards the scattered Song army.