When AT's sentence 'Zaixing, come on~' fell into his ears, Yang Zaixing naturally knew what it meant.

This means that the eyes that look at yourself on weekdays are very inexplicably strange.

But for himself, he cared and cared for him to the extreme, and even let himself be kicked in a little panic, and he was already one step ahead.

After clenching the barrel of the gun, which was already full of blood that he didn't know if it was himself, or someone else's.

Yang Zaixing's mouth said softly: "You wait for me for a while, and I will come later, and I will be a good companion on the Huangquan Road."

But so far, so many brothers have died, if I don't finish Yan Zonghan before I die, I won't be able to close my eyes when I die~"

After saying that, Yang Zai shouted loudly in his mouth.

This sound was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it shook several golden people who had killed them in person, and the movements in their hands were all a beat slower at that time.

What's more, at the moment when he shouted like this, in Yang Zaixing's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, there were dazzling blood stains.

However, the big gun in his hand, which had slowed down, immediately became faster and heavier.

I'm afraid that compared to the personal peak state when he first rushed up and killed that golden young general, it is two or three points stronger.

Presumably, at this moment, some secret method was used to stimulate and squeeze the body.

It was also in this state that Yang Zaixing quickly put down the group of golden people blocking in front of him like mowing grass.

In a very short period of time, the war horse under him kicked towards Yan Zonghan in one breath, and his position suddenly approached by more than ten steps.

He was less than twenty paces away from this enemy chieftain.

If he could continue to maintain such a super-god-like state, he must have more than ten seconds to kill Yan Zonghan's body and stab him with a single shot.

At this moment, Yan Zonghan finally panicked.

no longer insists on staying where he is, intending to let his own soldiers pull him away.

But before the war horse was pulled a little, the goods roared with a smile in his mouth: "Stop, stop, it's really the heavens bless Dajin, bless me Zonghan, this Song people are dead." ”

It turned out that the battlefield they were currently on was essentially just a large field of wheat.

Wheat field! Naturally, it needs to be watered; So it makes sense that there are some ditches on the battlefield, and puddles of water are stored.

It's good to die, on the way forward of Yang Zaixing, there is a small pond.

Even before that, it was covered with some tattered wooden squares and planks.

In the previous time, because of the repeated trampling of a large number of golden people driving horses, those wooden squares and planks had long been a little crumbling.

After Yang Zaixing drove his horse and trampled on it, the unfortunate and sad timber collapsed at 'Kacha~'.

Today, there is more than half a meter of water in the small pond, and this is not the point.

The point is that there is still a thick layer of silt underwater, which is equivalent to carrying Yang Zaixing's war horse, and it is directly deeply trapped in most of the horse's legs.

For a while, Yang Zaixing was a little at a loss.

In another timeline, Yang Zaixing's situation in the quagmire of Xiaoshang River can be said to be strikingly similar; Historical inertia, or coincidence, is really speechless......

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In a hurry, Yang Zaixing threw the single-hook gun in his hand at Wanyan Zonghan, but unfortunately a personal guard hurriedly raised his shield in front of his handsome.

Although in the blink of an eye, even the human shield was pierced by this shot.

But when the blood-dripping spear head was still twenty or thirty centimeters away from Yan Zonghan, it was exhausted.

In the face of such an astonishing reversal, Wanyan Zonghan was intertwined with many emotions such as anger, fear, and surprise, all of which were reduced to one sentence:

"Shoot him, shoot this Song man~"

When the voice fell, he also touched a golden bow behind him, intending to kill such an opponent who was about to scare him.

But at this moment, more alarming voices sounded.

First, two miles away, there was a loud and earth-shattering noise.

In such a loud noise, Wanyan Zonghan, who instinctively felt that something was not good, just looked over there; Including the guards around him, as well as the nearby Jin soldiers, they all made such an action.

As a result, they could immediately see that a large amount of smoke and dust had risen from that critical stone bridge.

In the smoke and dust, mixed with a lot of stones, tattered pieces of flesh of men and horses, as well as armor and weapons, flew up the old high distance.

God! Who knows how many explosive packs those Song people used at Shiqiao at once.

The stone bridge was blown up, which naturally cut off the possibility of them crossing the river quickly; But that doesn't mean they just can't cross the river.

Therefore, after finishing Yan Zonghan, his spirit was only in a trance for a second or two, and he adjusted it.

But just such a second or two made Wanyan Zonghan lose his precious life, or put it in another way, that is, to end his life of sin.

When he came back to his senses and looked at Yang Zaixing, he saw a scene that frightened him.

In front of him, a young Song general who has always been fighting with a spear in his hand since the start of the war, actually held a short gun in his hand and aimed it at himself.

Even on his face, with a strange smile.

In fact, the reason why Yang Zaixing had a smile on his face was that at this moment he couldn't help but think of it a few days ago.

More than once, the prime minister said to himself with a helpless expression on his face:

"Zaixing, I said, why are you so stubborn, stubborn?

What years are you now, don't be so resistant to the use of gunpowder weapons? With the development of gunpowder weapons, martial arts will one day be obsolete.

Listen to me, take this short gun with you, maybe it will come in handy when it comes~"

As a result, I never thought that this weapon that the prime minister forcibly stuffed into himself would actually come in handy in such a situation.

Of course, for Wanyan Zonghan, this strange smile and the background behind it are all unimportant; The important thing is that he turned sideways with great fear, and he was going to flip off his horse to avoid the shot.

Then, Wanyan Zonghan had an extra bullet hole in his head.

Saying! Compared with the miraculous cold weapon marksmanship in his hand, Yang Zaixing can only describe the use of short guns and brown beisi muskets.

In other words, at a distance of twenty paces, this little brother missed.

However, Yan Zonghan, with perfect cooperation, put his skull towards the missed bullet.

After realizing such a point, he looked at the enemy chieftain whose brains were all out; Yang Zaixing was stunned for half a second, and then suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was full of indescribable joy.

Then, a dense rain of arrows enveloped him......

After Yan Zonghan died in battle, a group of Jurchens in the Chinese army shot Yang Zaixing like a hedgehog, and then they cried.

However, these golden people still did not flee with the whole army.

Most of them still had their strength preserved, and under the command of Wanyan Sali and Wanyan Hun Dethroned, the two Jin people who knew the situation on the battlefield very well, they began to prepare to forcibly cross the river.

Frankly speaking, there is really no way to stop all the four hundred people led by Camp Commander Zhou.

But at such a critical moment, seventeen or eighteen tattered boats appeared upstream; The personnel on the ship were Yu Hanfeng and others who were wearing a cuirass in addition to a beautiful flying fish suit.

They have a short hammer in their left hand and a bright embroidered spring knife in their right hand, which is indescribably murderous.

It turned out that since getting up, after discovering that the weather had changed dramatically today, Yu Hanfeng and Wolf Qing also realized that today would be the final battle.

Helplessly, there must be people in the city and lead a group of people to defend the city to prevent the Jin people from sneaking up.

In the end, only Yu Hanfeng, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, led a group of disciples and grandchildren, and used the ships that can still be used now, and hurriedly came out to support.

It was also the appearance of Yu Hanfeng and others that ruined the last plan of the Jin people to forcibly cross the river.

After finishing his face, he glanced at the battlefield of Zhu Xianzhen, which seemed to be close at a moment's notice, and realized the arrival of a huge fiasco.

With his throat in his mouth, he roared out like a wail:

"Take the corpses of Zong Han and his fellow clansmen who died in battle, and we will go back to Dajin."

After hearing such a sentence, there were still more than 17,000 Jin soldiers left, and while their hearts were full of grief and indignation, they were also secretly relieved......

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