It was the same as what Han Chang thought, and it was the same as what Liu Bang saw.

The people who folded the family really didn't plan to get off the horse.

There were less than 3,000 infantry left, running forward and backward, using their own water bags and wine jugs, and kept holding them towards the people on horseback, and they didn't know whether they were given wine or water, but even if it was water, it made the cavalry feel like they were drinking.

also let Liu Bang smell the wine by himself.

The drinkers did not say a word, and neither did the drinkers, until all the water bags were drunk, and the people among them screamed strangely...... Liu Bang didn't see who it was, nor did he hear what the man shouted, he just saw that this should be the strongest cavalry in the world at this moment, leaning forward......

And just like that, it disappeared into the hillside.

He didn't hesitate at all, and immediately slapped his horse up, and he couldn't see the shadows of those people, only the sound of his ears, like people shouting and screaming, like the earth shaking the mountains.

"桄~桄~桄~"

A very rhythmic voice came, and he looked up to see the remaining people on the top of the slope, tapping lightly...... Many of them were holding two pieces of jujube red wood in their hands, as if they were beating drums, but the sound was much quieter than that of the drums, some slow and some fast, some big and some small, more like accompaniment.

It is indeed in accompaniment.

There were thirty or fifty people, slowly singing:

"Hate the Liao State to fight the war and raise the army to invade the border!"

"The Yang family will ask Changying to go out generously!"

"All the sons and daughters are charging bravely!"

"Ling Gong he lifted the golden sword and bravely crowned the three armies!"

They obviously had no expression on their faces, but they seemed to have a crying voice, and they sang very slowly, using the unique, Sanqin, Yellow River tone, although it was slow, but it was high-pitched, although it was high-pitched, it was not sharp.

Hearing this, Liu Bang and his horse slowed down.

When the group finished singing, dozens of people came out and sang in an almost angry voice:

"Golden Sand Desperately Fights Devil May Cry!"

"The ambition of the sons and daughters has not been rewarded, and the battlefield is hated!"

"Sprinkle blue blood and stain the yellow sand, and the mighty spirit will last forever!"

"The Two Wolf Mountains are besieged by Liao soldiers layer by layer!"

"Li Lingbei killed my husband!"

……

Liu Bang didn't know what this was singing, he only felt that this tune was very familiar, and he only felt that his chest seemed to be blocked by something.

When the group had finished singing this passage, the nearly 3,000 people began to move their mouths, and they sang very fast, and even the wood they were knocking on in their hands became very fast.

Someone sang: "Which one won't hurt my Yang general?" ”

Someone answered: "Which time will not kill my father and son?" ”

"Which period is not for the country and the people?"

"It's a pity that my three generations of boys have suffered casualties, and they have ended up with old and young, lonely, lonely and widowed~!"

He has climbed to the top of this hillside, and the Yang family knows it, the ancestor of Yang Yizhong, the Jiangmen of the Song Kingdom earlier, he just doesn't know how to evaluate it, because at this time, the family members are reluctant to show their names and surnames, even if they are enthusiastic, they have to borrow other people's names.

They should also miss it, nostalgic for the family that has been admired by the people of the world and relied on by thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and has been loyal to the martyrs for generations.

But there was no one to answer his doubts, and the men sang a song, followed behind the group of cavalry, and rushed down as they were.

The heavy armor soldiers of the Jin State who are in the team of three can be called 'Futu'.

Floating slaughterers, stupas also.

And what about the scale of thirty people?

What about three hundred?

They didn't know the exact answer, for what they saw was a thousand heavily armored cavalry.

The turf on the hillside was trampled up, revealing the yellow dirt below, and the group of people rushed down from above like rolling stones on the high mountain, and like a thousand layers of snow in an avalanche.

Everyone saw this scene, it was obviously a sunny day, but the yellow sand they brought up covered the sun, making the sky a little darker, the original attention was all on the Zhongmu City Wall, these cannon fodder who were used to seeing life and death, and were too clever and too ordinary, were all stunned in place, not that they were slow to react, but in this scene, people's first reaction was not to run away or dodge.

Instead, it was a blank slate, as if when I saw a scene that subverted common sense, my mind turned into chaos.

People are like this, not to mention the beasts, Wanyan Jin Danzi pressed his head after signing the army, and clearly felt the scowling of the horse under his crotch, he is still a heavy armored horse, and the crutches and horses on the side, the bolder ones, have begun to move around, and the less timid ones are directly lying on the ground, constantly swinging...... No matter how the people who fed them from a young age tried to call, they couldn't control it, and the horses that had taken aphrodisiacs were more stubborn and uncontrollable than the ones outside Yingzhou City that day.

Ha Mi Chi opened his mouth wide, all his plans were put behind him at this time, and he just watched the yellow sand come down from the mountain stupidly, as if he wanted to swallow everything in this week.

Wanyan Wushu had already stood up, and the jar on the side that kept sprinkling wine outside was thrown aside by his own hands, he gasped, and his whole person kept trembling, as if he had met the most beautiful woman in the world and had done the most lively thing with her.

What others saw was the yellow sand, but what he saw was his father, his brother, his brothers and wolf cubs, and what he saw was the Jurchen who swept the world fifteen years ago.

Everyone watched like this, watching the sand engulf the people on the side...... He didn't even smell a few words of screaming, and was covered by the sound of horses' hooves, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen lines on the left, about a thousand people, were completely annihilated in the yellow sand.

And this yellow sand, still continuing to move forward, although its speed has slowed down, but its direction has not changed at all, a dozen lines of people flesh can not be stopped, more than 20 lines of people still can't be stopped, these people did not even react, they were trampled into meat by the horse's hooves, the corpse and the soil on the ground mixed together, and was carried into the air by the flying horses' hooves, scattered everywhere.

This still did not armor the horses, if they did......

To say that the only thing that has not changed is the people in Zhongmu City who are shouting to go out, the posture that Yue Yun wanted to do before did scare some people, but it also made them understand some things, let the old and weak women and children push in front, and the men secretly exerted their strength in the back.

Yue Fei's attention was no longer on them, and when he saw this suddenly appeared force, he looked at the Jurchens who were stunned for a moment.

He beckoned lightly, and suddenly felt extremely reassured.

It's you who came.

He thought so.

(End of chapter)