In the past, the wars between the Song and Jin dynasties were often started by the generals of both sides going head-to-head, winning or losing, and many times determining the outcome of the battle, and the ordinary soldiers did not bear much pressure. And this kind of Mongolian dare to fight to the death is the most cruel, 1,000 soldiers against 1,000 soldiers, naked killing, no prisoners and no wounded, even if it is kneeling and begging, it has to kill all the enemy before it ends.

But the Song army could not help but send troops to fight. Even if the soldiers and horses sent are killed, compared to the consequences of not daring to fight, they can still reluctantly accept it, at least they will not lose the battle. Otherwise, the blow to morale will be catastrophic. And when the two armies are fighting, the one who is the first to vent his courage will be defeated!

Therefore, after seeing the city gate open from afar and a team of red-tasseled soap-armored cavalry came out, Liu Meng was still deeply puzzled, and secretly said: Guo Jing is not a person who is easy to fight and win, how could he fall for the enemy's radical tactics?

Seeing the sound of fighting on the battle array, the dust and smoke billowing out, I can no longer see the situation over there. Liu Meng's heart moved, but he found a way to enter Xiangyang City.

Turning around and sliding down the hillside, the cat was in the wild grass that was as tall as a person, and waited until a small group of horses passed by, and immediately killed. Liu Meng did it with all his might, and when he was in the air, he shot the iron snake cone wildly, and after killing the first two horses in seconds, he turned and fell on the back of a horse, and sealed the key points of the person on the horse, and then the long sword stretched out, drove the horse to rush, and stabbed the remaining three horses under the horse in one shot.

Hiding behind the restrained probe horse, Liu Meng ignored the unmanned war horses running around, urged the horse's belly, and galloped towards the camp gate. Each team of scouts was equipped with an emergency military intelligence mark, and Liu Meng listened to Ding Qi talk about it when he was in Xiangyang City. Immediately took out the red order flag and held it in his hand, and after Liu Meng galloped into the camp gate, no one came up to stop him.

According to the Mongolian military law, anyone who stops a horse in an emergency during war will be beheaded regardless of his official position if he does not have a legitimate reason afterwards.

So, the well-defended Mongolian army company camp. A horse scout galloped on the central road with a red flag, and a man in blue behind him, but he didn't know what important military information needed to be reported immediately. The commander in charge of the guard also kindly sent two fast horses to help shout and clear the way, so that Liu Meng drove straight in, and no one dared to stop him.

On the battlefield in front of the city gate, the two cavalry teams were entangled and a fierce battle was raging.

The cavalry of the Xiangyang Song Army this time is the foundation of the Youyi Army left by Yue Wu Muyue's grandfather, although it is no longer as brave as it was back then. But in today's Central Plains, it is also the strongest army in cavalry. Helplessly, the weak army of the country was slack, and after years of war, the vitality was lost little by little, and it could not be replenished at all. Coupled with the continuous fighting, the people and horses are tired, and they have gradually fallen behind.

Niu Fu, who led the troops to control him, roared like thunder, and his scarlet cloak was soaked in blood. The spear in his hand picked up several Mongolian ten-division commanders, and then gathered dozens of soldiers around him. Just as he was about to launch a decisive battle, he suddenly saw a commotion in the enemy array. A horse galloped out from behind the formation, regardless of the Mongolian army shouting in unison behind him, and went straight to the battlefield where he was fighting.

Light riding leather armor. The red order flag is the urgent report of the Mongolian army! If you don't go to report the enemy situation under the banner of the Chinese military commander, how can you come to the battlefield? Could it be that he actually ran out of his head?

Niu Fu only hesitated for a moment, and then ordered the guards around him to meet him immediately. Take advantage of this scout to run in the wrong place, and he must not be allowed to escape with the information again!

However, something surprising to both sides occurred. In front of tens of thousands of troops on both sides. The horseman ignored his comrades and rushed straight to the battlefield, when suddenly a flash of sword light stabbed the two Mongolian cavalrymen who wanted to stop the war horses on the spot.

Everyone was in an uproar! The Song army watching the battle at the head of the city, and the Mongolian army waiting to rush and kill, all exclaimed in unison.

Joining the enemy? Before everyone could react, they saw a blue-robed figure suddenly flash behind the horse, leaping up like a big bird, and rushing straight into the group of cavalry gathered together, the sword light flickered continuously, and the cavalry on the Mongolian side fell off the horse one after another like dumplings.

It's the Song people!

The black-armored general of the Mongolian cavalry was stunned, how could his own Tanma rush into the battlefield with the Song people? It seems that the skills of the people are clearly the first-class masters on the rivers and lakes. When the province was not good, he ordered his subordinates to evacuate the formation and intercept it with a salvo of bows and arrows, the blue-robed figure had already pierced the periphery and grabbed a horse to join the Song army.

It's your own people!

Niu Fu and the others shouted loudly and cheered, and their morale was boosted. Taking advantage of the panic of the enemy army, he successfully gathered a hundred soldiers, and Niu Fu laughed and greeted the blue-robed master. Seeing that the other party had a delicate appearance, his eyes were like a little paint, and he was vaguely familiar, and he shouted at the moment: "The grace of rescue, Niu Fu is unforgettable, and I also ask the hero to show your surname, so that I can repay the handsome and give the grace a credit." ”

The blue-robed young man grinned, his white teeth shone brightly, and said: "In Xia Liumeng, the head of the Xiangyang regiment training envoy, our family doesn't need to say anything." ”

Seeing that his comrades were in danger, he suddenly had such a big change, and he had the potential to turn the tide of the battle for a while. The Song army watching the battle at the head of the city was jubilant, and there were even military drums beating tom, which was like thunder and aroused the hope of the army.

Only 20% of the 1,000 cavalry of the Song army remained, and the Mongol Tatars were also lost more than half, and their morale was frustrated, so they gathered together and did not dare to rush forward on their own initiative. With a flick of the blood-red cloak, Niu Fu grinned and said: "The momentum of the Tartar has been discharged, we have to move quickly, the mother-in-law is still waiting for the old cow to come home for dinner!" ”

All the soldiers laughed out loud, General Niu was afraid of his wife, and he was famous in Xiangyang City. But when he said it at this time, he was arrogant, and no one looked down on him. Niu Fu waved the big gun in his hand and shouted, "Brothers! Invincible! Kill! ”

"Invincible! Kill! Kill! The remaining 200 or so cavalrymen roared in unison, their spears raised obliquely like a forest, and under the leadership of Niu Fu, they crashed into the Mongolian cavalry like a blood-red storm. The sound of killing is like thunder, and the momentum is like a rainbow. Liu Meng was also surged with blood, and he suspected that the sword in his hand was short, and he couldn't kill it right away. At that moment, he picked up the spear, and he didn't care what move he used to transport his internal force, he picked it up when he was in the chest, smashed it when he saw it, and killed three people in a blink of an eye.

The soldiers who can participate in the battle to the death are all brave. After the initial panic, the Mongolian cavalry immediately stabilized their position, and the black-armored general also adjusted his strategy in time, taking advantage of the large number of people, and forcibly cut the Song army's formation into two, divided and surrounded, and wanted to eat them one by one.

At this time, the cavalry on both sides, the dogs and teeth were staggered, and there was an enemy in me, and the Mongolian army's best cavalry and archery skills were difficult to play, but it gave Liu Meng the opportunity to show his skills. Raising his spear, he spotted a centurion-like tartar wielding a mace, and threw it with ten percent internal force. The spear carried an afterimage, and with a whining sound, it pierced through the people and horses.

Good way! Liu Meng then picked up an iron spear from the ground and threw it with all his internal force, knocking another centurion wielding a bronze rod off his horse. Who can prevent the power of a throw? The clever cavalry beside him immediately handed over the spear in his hand, and Liu Meng threw it again, and a ghost on the opposite side fell down in response.

Immediately, four or five cavalrymen swarmed up, handed over their spears, and when Liu Meng finished throwing them, they bent down to pick them up from the ground, and looked at the posture like the loaders of later generations. And the particularly clever cavalry also took the initiative to look for the most dangerous enemy soldiers, shouting and reminding Liu Meng to kill this first and then that. Every time Liu Meng flew, the cavalry around him cheered, and when he shot more than ten people, he was finally discovered by the Tartar Black Armor General.

Looking at the enemy who rushed towards him with a long-handled ghost head knife, Liu Meng sneered, and said in his heart: If you hide behind your subordinates, I really can't do anything about you, but if you run out and die by yourself, you can only blame yourself for your own life.

He swept the spear in his hand, aimed at the armor-painted war horse ridden by the black-armored general, and threw it violently. "Shoot the man before the horse!" This is a simple truth, how Liu Meng doesn't understand. Hearing the cheers of the cavalry around him, Liu Meng took another spear, this time aiming at the black figure that was rolling down in embarrassment, and threw it on the ground.

Ice Fruit! Hit again! The whistling spear pierced through the chest like tofu, and the tip of the spear kept slamming into the ground, nailing the black-armored general to the ground.

"Good!" There was a coax, and the Song soldiers watching the battle at the head of the city cheered in unison. Taking advantage of the enemy's panic, Liu Meng rushed over with the cavalry around him, cut off the head of the black-armored general, and held it high on the tip of the spear to show the public.

And over there, Niu Fu shouted endlessly, and a big spear danced impermeable, leading the cavalry to stop the Tartars in turn, preventing them from supporting the rear team that was being tortured and killed by Liu Meng. Soon, the tide began to turn, and the leading generals and several centurions had died tragically, leaving less than 400 Tartar cavalry in a situation where they were fighting on their own. And the people who are still alive on the side of the Song army are all warriors of a hundred battles, under the leadership of Niu Fu and Liu Meng, they are like hammers to each other, constantly grabbing and killing the Tartars.

A shot stabbed the last Tartar to the core, and then shook it away, Niu Fu raised the big gun and roared angrily. There were corpses everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and the remaining hundred robes were wounded one by one. But! We won!

Qi raised the weapons in their hands, and the Song soldiers who were still able to stand looked up to the sky and roared wildly, like crazy, and even worse, tears had quietly slipped down their faces. From the moment they started to fight to the death when they left the city gate, everyone was ready to burn the jade, but they didn't expect that the situation would change and they would survive to the end!

On the opposite side of the city wall, the more than 20,000 Tartar troops watched their own 1,000 people die, and many familiar soldiers cried loudly.

The gates were opened again, and a group of people rushed out.

The battlefield is always cleaned by the victors. Rescue your wounded, replenish swords for undead enemies, and collect arches, weapons, armor, and horses. The people are very skillful in doing these things, and they don't need half a cup of tea to turn over the bloody battlefield, and after they leave, they leave only a piece of corpse that has been stripped of their clothes and armor.

Covered in blood, the brand-new brocade robe can't be seen in half of the chic. As soon as Liu Meng entered the city gate with the group, he heard an excited shout, "Xiao Liu! Hearing the sound, a familiar smiling face was facing his silly music, and his clean eyes were full of concern and relaxation.

Ding abandoned! ran together in the Mobei steppe wolves at night, and escaped from the Mongolian warriors for nearly two months; infiltrated the Mongolian camp together and assassinated the first big traitor, Zhang Hongfan; Even at the critical juncture, no matter what the mountains and rivers are, they will not abandon each other's brothers who depend on each other! …… (To be continued......)

PS: Uh,, the description of the battle scene, we are not very good at it.