Instead of asking for someone, it's better to rely on yourself. Rush out and kill the enemy in a chill, so that you can escape and survive.

"It's too much, Captain, when are we going to go?" The scouts, who were already itching, said anxiously.

There are only these people on the battlefield now, that is to say, all the merits in front of them are divided by these people, what a good opportunity.

Once the main army came, at that time, there were more monks and less porridge, and even if they won the battle, they would not get much.

"It's on now, everyone pay attention, save yourself and destroy the enemy, don't show your head at will." Wang Yi couldn't help it for a long time, and now that the opportunity finally appeared, where would he be polite, while speaking, he was the first to rush forward, heading straight to the bottom of the low wall.

"Captain, don't be fooled. On it together. ”

Seeing that Wang Yi was the first to rush out, for fear that the captain would rob everyone of the credit, the other eleven people also sped up and rushed away after scolding in their hearts.

On the low wall, Wen Yang had already led four hundred border troops to face the hundred Mongolian cavalry who rushed in, and as soon as the two sides fought, blood was overflowing and splashing everywhere.

As soon as the battle began, it entered the fight of Bai Deterioration.

At such a time, no one will hide it, and if there is ten points, ten points will be used, and there is no need to keep a single point. Because no one knows, if you still have your strength now, will you be dead the next moment, so what's the use of keeping it?

The sound of clanging weapons was heard constantly, and every now and then someone would fall to the ground.

And this downturn could be eternal.

Hundreds against hundreds, there is an advantage in troops. But other than that, it's useless.

With the help of the speed of the war horse, once the saber is cut, it often takes away a piece of flesh and blood that is separated from the human body.

Under the rush of the war horse, once someone is in the way, it will be knocked out, as if it has been crushed by a mountain.

In addition, there were still hundreds of Mongolian cavalry on the periphery who were constantly looking for opportunities to release arrows, and many Song soldiers were shot by arrows without even having a chance to rush in front of the enemy, and they had no choice but to fall to the ground and die.

The shouts of killing continued, but the number of Song troops was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Haha, happy, happy." A Mongolian horse rode on a war horse, and in a short period of time, he had already slashed three Song soldiers, and the war horse also knocked one Song soldier away.

This result made him very satisfied, in his opinion, Song Jun is synonymous with weakness, and in his opinion, he is the embodiment of a warrior.

Burst!

Just as he raised his saber again and was about to slash at the head of a approaching Song Jun, a sudden pain in his heart struck his whole body.

Looking along the pain, Meng Qi saw a short arrow shot into his chest, deep, deep.

At this moment, the red blood flowed outward along the body of the arrow.

Feeling the loss of strength in his whole body, the face of the man became paler and paler. He was unwilling, he didn't believe that the Song army and the archers would hide in the dark.

But whether he believes it or not, he is going to die.

When he was bleeding too much and the nerves in his body began to go out of sorts, he fell from the top of his horse with a thud.

And he was not the first Mengqi to die in battle, at this moment, ten other Mengqi fell from their horses almost at the same time.

"Damn, which bastard didn't hit the point." Wang Yi couldn't help but curse when he saw that there were constantly Mengqi falling, but when he counted only eleven.

"Captain, stop scolding, my arrow was missed, and the target was just moving, but it only hit him in the shoulder. But I'm mending an arrow, and he's going to die. Beside him, a team member said with an aggrieved face.

A team of twelve people, once an arrow was fired, it ended in the lives of eleven people, only he did not complete the task, with the young marshal's words, he dropped the chain, at this moment he was ashamed of himself.

"Okay, next time I'm on point, I think it's still too little training usually, go back and increase the size." Wang Yi snorted.

But he didn't know that what he said at this moment was shocked by what he was saying in the ears of Zhang Qi, who was not far away.

Zhang Qi is also a timid person, or a person who is afraid of death.

When Wen Yang shouted to charge, he did move, but before his body could stand up completely, an arrow shot at the opposite side, almost grazing his scalp.

Zhang Qi sat on the ground with a frightened plop, and then found that his legs were weak and he had no courage to stand up.

Hiding behind the low wall like this, all Zhang Qi could do was pray, praying that Wenyang would be able to kill the Mengqi and that the reinforcements sent by the imperial court could arrive.

I wouldn't believe what I said, Zhang Qi was still chattering, but it was just a kind of spiritual comfort.

But I didn't think that this time it would work.

There were really more than a dozen men rushing under the low wall, followed by a round of arrows, resulting in the result of killing eleven enemies and injuring one.

Zhang Qi saw this scene clearly. When he wanted to applaud out loud, he happened to hear Wang Yi's voice training his subordinates, and he was petrified in place at the moment.

Twelve people, a wave of bows and arrows killed eleven people, and one person was wounded, isn't this achievement good enough?

It's already against the sky, okay.

If they could have such an ability, he would wake up laughing even if he dreamed.

But the people who rushed to support seemed to be still dissatisfied and still angry. Isn't it a bit too arrogant.

On the other side is Mengqi, but it is not a mountain bandit composed of homeless people, how can it be said that it is so easy to kill?

Zhang Qi was still shocked in his heart, and Wang Yi and the others started the second round of blocking.

Whoosh...

Arrows were shot out quickly, and a famous Mongolian cavalry on the battlefield was like a living target, and one by one the arrows fell off their horses and died.

In a short period of time, three waves of arrows were fired, almost taking the lives of more than 30 enemies. Finally, Meng Qi reacted.

It is a coincidence that one person was killed by an arrow, but what about ten people, twenty people, and thirty people?

"Everyone be careful, the other party has a sharpshooter, I'm afraid it's still a very powerful shooter." Gree, who was standing at the back of the line, saw that there were casualties on his side, and there were still a lot of them, so he immediately noticed that something was wrong and shouted loudly.

"Rush!"

Wang Yi also heard the shouting, and without saying a word, he got up and jumped over the earthen wall, and shouted as he galloped forward, "Advance in three or three formations, one group and two groups kill the enemy head-on, and three groups and four groups are responsible for the left and right wings. ”

After quickly finishing speaking, Wang Yi, who rushed out, shot another arrow, and a Mongolian horse not far away fell from his horse.

Wen Yang was already covered in blood.

Just now, two border soldiers have been killed in battle to protect themselves.

With the cooperation of the two comrades, he finally killed one of the Mengcai, dragged him onto the horse, and slashed the opponent's neck.

"Hahaha."

Finally killed someone, Wen Yang had a feeling of raising his eyebrows.

In any case, if you kill a Meng Qi this time, then even if you die, it will be worth it, and you will have the face to see the robe who took the first step below.

"Still stunned for what to do, Mengqi has to retreat, entangle them, and don't let them escape."

Just when Wen Yang was still panting, a shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Yes, it's about you, your name is Wenyang, right, quickly organize people to entangle Mengqi, don't ask to kill them, just slow down their retreat."

It seemed that Wen Yang was still in a daze, Wang Yi shouted again, this time even the other party's name was brought.

"It's... Are you shouting at yourself? Wen Yang was stunned.

But a few years of military career still made him sober up quickly. Especially when he found that the number of Mengqi in front of him was indeed much less, he regained his spirit at this moment.

He always rushed to the front just now, but he didn't see the things in the back, so naturally he didn't see Wang Yi and them killing the enemy like chopping vegetables.

But now, the number of horsemen in front of him is indeed small, and the enemy who is galloping back and forth on horseback can be seen almost everywhere just now. But now, it seems that there are not many of them.

"Kill!"

No matter what the reason is, even if the number of Mengqi has decreased, that is, the opportunity has come, and the spirit has been raised, and Wen Yang shouted loudly, "Our reinforcements are coming." Pestering the enemy, pestering them. ”

Of the four hundred border troops, less than half of them were left at this time.

At the cost of two hundred men, it was only possible to kill less than five Mengqi.

How tragic the battle ratio of forty to one is.

This is because they already have the heart of death, and if there is a way out, I am afraid that they will not even be able to achieve this result.

Everyone was tired, and some were even ready to die. But at this time, his commander said that reinforcements were coming, and it was like a shot in the arm that hit every soldier.

"Are there any reinforcements?"

"Yes, otherwise why is the number of Mongolian cavalry in front of you decreasing, and why does the enemy seem to be retreating."

Many people looked around in confusion at first, and when they saw that the commander did not lie to them, but that Mengqi was really going to retreat, everyone suddenly became excited.

After seeing Wen Yang rushing forward with the soldiers around him, entangled the two Mengqi and made them unable to retreat, the other soldiers also came to their senses, shouting and rushing towards the nearby Mengcai.

"What's going on?" Gerley, who was still behind, looked incredulous.

Obviously, at the beginning, the battle was very smooth, and the Song army on the opposite side was so vulnerable. But why did the situation suddenly turn around?

"My lord, the Song people have reinforcements, and there are a lot of archers, I'm afraid this is a trap, let's withdraw first." A ten-man captain came up to Gurley and exclaimed.

"Withdraw?"

"Yes, the situation of the enemy is unknown now, we should first report the situation here back, report it to the elder of the thousand masters, and then come back to take revenge." The captain of the ten-man team nodded heavily.

Some people died, but not completely......