Sharp arrows rained down in the sky, and under the terrifying gaze of the soldiers behind him, Wang Yue opened his arms and lowered his head......

Then he was drowned in a rain of arrows.

"Hero!"

Wang Yuan, who had already reached the middle of the pontoon bridge, turned his head and exclaimed in a regretful tone.

The mounted cavalry beside him, who had also all been on the bridge, were also looking at Wang Yue, who was pierced into a hedgehog, with the same eyes as if they were looking at a martyr.

Even the cavalry on the opposite side began to slow down.

Of course, they slowed down because both sides of the bridgehead were muddy swamps of river beaches, and only the road blocked by Wang Yue in the middle was passable, so even though thousands of troops and horses were galloping, they could only slow down here, and then converge into a column of at most four or five horsemen, and the Xi cavalry who were in the middle of the collection all looked at this guy with at least fifty arrows with shocked eyes.

The latter still had his head bowed.

Likewise still with their arms outstretched, their maces stretched out to the sides, their heads hanging low on the ground.

The Xi cavalry at the front slowly moved forward, and soon reached him, and one of the cavalrymen carefully stretched out his cone spear......

Suddenly, Wang Yue raised his head.

The next moment he roared like a roaring tiger.

The horseman's hands trembled with fright, and at the same moment a dull sound of breaking through the air roared, and a huge mace swept across his waist, and he flew out of his horse with a splash of flesh and blood.

"Prince Taishan is here to come, and the dead are coming!"

Wang Yue howled.

The next moment it was like a hedgehog......

To be precise, he should be like a porcupine, carrying two maces and starting a frenzied killing.

The swamps on both sides protected his flanks, and on the narrow road, the Xi cavalry could only move forward in four or five in parallel and densely, ignoring any attack, he only had to smash, no matter what appeared in front of him, whether it was a war horse, a sword or a human head, he only needed to swing his mace to smash. Smashed flesh and blood, smashed corpses piled up, smashed into rivers of blood, he alone is a fortress, a fortress that cannot be opened, and everything that tries to rush through becomes a pile of dead corpses under his feet.

The mounted cavalry on the bridge immediately cheered.

With the eyes of worshiping gods, they looked at Wang Yue in the pile of dead bodies, because the setting sun shone as if with a blood-colored halo.

"Hurry up and cross the bridge!"

Wang Yuan shouted among them.

"Cross the bridge, the general is a man of God, let's not make trouble for the general!"

Gao Jie immediately came to his senses, and roared with a wave of the cone gun in his hand.

Indeed, their reinforcements were useless, and Wang Yue blocked the road with dead corpses in the blink of an eye.

The Xi cavalry behind had already begun to rush down the mire on both sides, trying to attack him from both flanks, but the mud and shallow water there had made these cavalry almost trapped. At this time, the best option is to cross the bridge to the north bank as quickly as possible, and then wait on the shore for Wang Yue to cross the bridge, the latter can already evacuate at this time, and the dead bodies of dozens of people and horses are enough to block the passage for a short time.

Even the Xi cavalry behind had already had to dismount, and they could only attack him by climbing on foot on the pile of dead bodies.

All the mounted cavalry sped up and rushed to the north shore nearly half a mile away with Wang Yuan.

The soldiers who stayed at the head of the bridge were piling up all kinds of ignitions on the bridge, preparing to set fire to the pontoon bridge.

And just when they reached the middle of the bridge, Wang Yue, who had already turned blood-red, finally killed those Xi cavalry and did not dare to move forward.

"Fight and not fight, retreat and not retreat, what do you want?"

His howl rang out again.

The Xi cavalry still did not dare to move forward, but only shot him with arrows on the opposite side.

"Returning to Bao, the enemy of the Xi people is the Jurchen, you don't want to avenge the victims, but drive them to death in the Southern Dynasty for your own selfishness, what face do you have to face them underground?"

Wang Yue roared.

Hui Libao is Xiao Gan's native name.

Of course, Xiao Gan didn't answer him......

Xiao Gan couldn't squeeze in behind, but those cavalrymen did have a much darker expression.

They are actually facing the front line of the Jurchens, the position of these people is roughly equivalent to those Mongolian tribes outside the Great Wall at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and they entered the territory of the Xi people after the ancient north pass. The entire mountainous area of Rehe later, including some areas of western Liao, was inhabited by Liubu Xi, Xiao Gan, the king of Xi, was actually sealed by Yelu Chun, he was not Emperor Tianzuo's, and the king of Xi sealed by Emperor Tianzuo was Xiao Xiamo.

Previously, the Jurchens broke through Zhongjing, and Xiao Xiamo led the remnants to retreat to the Chengde area, and then was surrounded by Sticky Han and finally had to surrender.

But after that, the Jurchens washed the six Xi.

The entire tribe of the Byrd tribe was almost completely slaughtered.

After that, Xi Ren either gave in or resolutely resisted, and Xiao Gan represented the part of resolute resistance.

In the end, they still failed, and then the name Xi Ren completely disappeared from history.

"Hui Libao, you want to resist the Jurchens, we Han people also want to resist the Jurchens, the Khitan also want to resist the Jurchens, we have a common enemy, why do we want to kill each other? The Southern Dynasty has money and food, and you are most short of money and food, the Southern Dynasty will not covet your pasture in the mountains and forests after all, but the Jurchens want to slaughter you, and now they just can't care about killing you, once they solve Tianzuo and Han Qingmin, do you still want to resist them in the mountains and forests alone?

Wang Mou would like to give you a word of advice here, and think clearly who is your enemy.

Now we still have a chance to unite, but if we continue to kill each other, we can only cheap Jurchen, we Han people don't care, we have the entire Southern Dynasty behind us, even if there is no Youyan, we still have the Great Wall of Water behind us, but where can you Xi people go? ”

Wang Yue roared.

After saying that, he walked up to the pontoon bridge with a body of arrows and a mace.

The taunting cavalry behind didn't continue to attack him, and it was useless to shoot him, this guy was like an immortal monster.

It's all fought on the battlefield, and they know very well that these arrows will not be completely blocked by the armor......

"What is this, Wolverine?"

Wang Yue, who walked proudly across the pontoon bridge, muttered to himself.

He was clearly feeling the strange feeling of his muscles squeezing the arrows out little by little.

Of course he was injured, he had more than sixty arrows pierced in his body, no matter how strong the cold forging armor protection ability was, it was not a full-body plate armor after all, the defense of this kind of armor was not perfect after all, the head was indeed fine, and the chest was fine because of the heart guards, but there were arrows piercing the flesh on the arms and legs, even on the stomach and waist. However, the ghost obviously gave him a certain degree of self-healing ability, and he had already guessed it last time, although this ability was not instantaneous like Wolverine, but the speed of wound healing was also exaggerated.

At this moment, the muscles of these wounds are constantly squeezing those deep arrows outward.

It's not fast, but it's clearly felt.

It is estimated that by dark, these wounds will be fully healed.

After all, these arrows are not deep, a layer of cold-forged armor and a layer of chain mail defense are enough to resist cavalry bows, these arrows are just because there are too many of them, and they will inevitably slip through the net.

If you have two layers of cold-forged armor, you can basically be harmless.

Of course, it's best to still have full-body plate armor.

But in that case, his horse would not move again.

Wang Yue thought like this, walked across the half-mile-long pontoon bridge, and when he stepped on the north bank, Gao Jie ignited the ignition accumulated on the bridge, and the raging fire rose instantly.

Xiao Gan's subordinates had also walked to the middle of the bridge, and they silently cut off the pontoon bridge under their feet to prevent the fire from spreading to the entire bridge outside the range of bows and arrows here. But in any case, today or even tomorrow, they will not have a chance to rescue the city of Xijin, which is close at hand.

Foreign aid to the city was temporarily cut off.

Of course, this cut-off won't be too long.

(Thanks to book friend Intahiti, Scar 1122, Han network Mai Dong, book friend 20200329080906008, book friend 20181114202159380, Juventus fans, miracle observer and others for their tips)