Slaughter!

A bloody one-sided massacre!

The battle situation, which had been evenly matched a few days ago, turned into a merciless massacre of the Jin army by the Mongol army as the blizzard fell.

On the white and endless snowfield, snowflakes flew all over the sky, and countless Jin troops were in a mess, not forming a system, allowing the Mongolian cavalry to rush and kill wantonly, and rarely resisted.

The snow was three feet deep, knee-deep, the temperature was extremely low, the blades and barrels of the knives were covered with ice and snow, and even the bowstrings were frozen, making it difficult to pull the crossbow apart.

The earth-shattering thunder and artillery were sealed in ice and snow, the fuse and gunpowder were all icy, and the firearms were completely useless, becoming a useless pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

What's more, the Jin army marched in a hurry from the front line of Nanyang, and many Jin soldiers were still wearing autumn clothes, not even cotton clothes. Even those golden soldiers in cotton clothes, under such a cold blizzard and such a cold low temperature, were frozen to the point that their bodies were cold, their hands and feet were stiff, countless golden soldiers were frostbitten and frozen, and many people lost their ability to resist.

The cruelty of nature can not be countered by man.

On the snowy field, the golden soldiers, who were hungry and cold, and could not even hold their weapons steadily, could only wait for the lamb to be slaughtered in the face of waves of Mongolian cavalry.

In the snowflakes in the sky, one by one, the Mongolian thousand-man team and the hundred-man team galloped across the snowfield, constantly impacting the various camps of the Jin soldiers, they wore cotton clothes inside, covered with coats outside, had leather hats on their heads, and their hands and feet were protected by leather boots. The Mongolian cavalry formed a neat formation, with iron rods and heavy axes, and broke through the camp of the Jin army, slaughtered a batch, and then rushed to the Jin army that had formed another formation, and continued to divide and slaughter, repeating the cycle and enjoying it.

Compared with the Jin army, which lacked food and clothing, the Mongolian soldiers from the bitter cold land of the north were more hardy and stoic. Even their war horses are better adapted to low temperature weather than the Central Plains war horses. This sudden blizzard boosted the morale of the Mongolian army, which was already showing its declining momentum, and seemed to have turned the entire battle around.

Under the repeated impact and slaughter of the Mongolian cavalry, the large array of the Jin army was crushed, the Jin army almost collapsed on the whole line, the Jin soldiers were hungry and cold, many of them had frostbite on their hands and feet, their limbs were stiff, and they could not hold their knives and guns steadily.

Under the snowflakes flying in the sky, the wasteland is densely packed with frightened faces, scattered and fleeing Jin army, there are few resistors, they panicked, fleeing in all directions, the snow is too deep, their pace is slow, their steps are difficult, from time to time they are caught up by the Mongolian cavalry who follow, the war horses are rampage, the knives and sticks are intertwined, one by one is knocked over, cut and smashed, it is difficult to escape.

Blood was dripping, flesh and blood were flying, and terrible screams came and went, and the golden soldiers fell one after another, and the corpses were covered with the cold snowfield. More than 100,000 troops were scattered, and the snow fields were densely packed with shaking black spots, and the sky was everywhere.

Gao Ying, the fierce general of the Jin army, led his soldiers to fight forward and broke into a persimmon forest on the hillside, and the Mongolian cavalry chased after them, screaming wildly, surrounded the persimmon forest, and then broke in. Gao Ying had no way to escape, so he could only go straight to the Mongolian cavalry, trapped and fighting.

A Mongolian knight galloped on horseback and stabbed Gao Ying with a spear in his hand. Gao Ying's shield swung his spear, and when he missed the horse, he slammed the iron rod and smashed the opponent off the horse.

Another Mongolian knight rushed to the scene and collided with Gao Ying's iron rod, the Mongolian knight couldn't stand Gao Ying's divine power, and the iron rod came out of his hand and dodged away in a hurry.

"Get out!"

Gao Ying shouted, and rushed out of the persimmon forest with hundreds of personal soldiers, and several Mongolian hundred-man teams in front of them came separately and collided with Gao Ying's department.

The cavalry of the Jin army was cold and lacking, and was divided and attacked by the Mongolian cavalry, and the Jin soldiers were smashed and cut down. Gao Ying smashed and knocked down several Mongolian knights, and finally lost his strength, and was stabbed heavily on the head, bleeding all over his face, and then stabbed off his horse by the spear of the Mongolian army.

Countless Mongolian war horses trampled on Gao Ying, sweeping him and his own soldiers one after another.

On the snowfield, Yang Woyan, the forward of the Jin Army, led the soldiers of the Jin Army, who were not organized under his command, and struggled to break through to the mountains and forests in the north. As long as they entered the mountains and forests, the Mongolian cavalry could not catch up, and they might have a chance to escape.

Several Mongolian hundred-man teams rushed over, and a stream of cavalry went straight into the Jin soldiers' foot formation, and soon separated the Jin soldiers into several sections, fighting separately. The Mongol cavalry went on a rampage and slashed hard. The Jin army was all infantry, everyone was frostbitten, the swords and guns were cold, it was difficult to exert strength, and they were wantonly slashed and killed by the Mongol cavalry, and the corpses were all over the field, and blood was everywhere. They panicked and fled in all directions, like headless flies, constantly being washed away, constantly losing their lives.

"Kill the Tartars!"

The soldiers were tortured and killed, the corpses were all over the field, Yang Woyan was furious, he rose to the crown, the long knife in his hand waved obliquely, cut the Mongolian knight in front of him off the horse, and then made up for it fiercely, and the blood shot out. Before he could pick up the knife again, he was knocked over by the Mongolian cavalry war horse on the opposite side, and he was hit with a stick on the door and a blow on the neck.

On the snowfield, the rout of 100,000 people, boundless, screams and cries continued, in the wave of the Jin army's rout, Fan Ze, the former commander of the Jin army, was scattered by the Mongolian cavalry, and there were only dozens of knights beside him.

In the military camp of the Jin army, on a high ground, the two commanders of the Jin army, Wanyan Heda and Yirapua, watched countless Jin troops flee in all directions, and watched the Mongolian cavalry thousands of troops and horses, wantonly killing between heaven and earth, both of them were as white as earth.

Under their command, they are the only remaining elite of the Dajin Kingdom. After this massacre, the elite of the Dajin Kingdom has been lost, can you still go to King Qin? Dajin Country, can it still hold on?

Can they escape?

Watching Yang Woyan, Gao Ying and other friends in the army die one by one, the soldiers of the Jin Army were wantonly slaughtered by the Mongolian cavalry like pigs and sheep, all over the mountains and fields, and the blood stained the wasteland.

Although some soldiers fought to the death, under the onslaught of the Mongol cavalry, they were quickly crushed, leaving corpses and blood everywhere.

"Yirapua, you and Wanyan Heda lead the army to withdraw quickly, and I will take the loyal and filial piety army to the queen! Look no further! ”

Monk Wanyan Chen was unusually tough and asked the coach to move to Pua.

Yirapua and Wanyan Heda looked at each other, Wanyan Heda nodded slightly, and Yirapua hesitated:

"Monk Chen, why don't we withdraw together? Just divide a part of the queen of the temple. ”

The loyal and filial piety army is the backbone of this army, and if the loyal and filial piety army is defeated, he has no way to return to the emperor.

"The soldiers are all killed, and no one can make the queen. Infantry is useless, only cavalry! You take 10,000 cavalry to withdraw first, and I will take 8,000 people to the rear of the palace! ”

The Mongol army of 40,000 cavalry, the infantry has retreated, and only the cavalry can have a glimmer of life.

Seeing that Shifting Pua was still slimy, Monk Wanyan Chen's eyes widened.

"Let's go! Otherwise, no one will be able to leave! ”

Monk Wanyan Chen ordered his men and led the loyal and filial piety army to rush straight away, and the Mongolian army had to do the final decisive battle.

In this situation, the infantry is struggling and has lost its combat ability, and only the cavalry of the loyal and filial piety army who are stoic and war-resistant can confront the Mongol cavalry.

"Blow the horn! Everyone, retreat to Junzhou! ”

Wanyan Heda shouted loudly, the horn sounded loudly in the wilderness, Wanyan Heda and the lost soul of Yirapu A, together led the left and right cavalry, and fled together in the direction of Junzhou in the southeast.

"Monk Wanyan Chen's loyal and filial piety army!"

On a high ground, seeing the cavalry of the Jin army without hesitation to the Mongolian cavalry array, the Jin army cavalry formation is strictly organized, everyone is a mink collar flower hat, the two sides rushed again and again, the fight was fierce, both sides were people on their backs, the Mongolian cavalry suffered countless casualties, and Wokotai couldn't help but have red eyes.

"Kouwen Buhua and Shi Tianze pursued the Jin Army infantry, Temutai and Kuo Liejian, two 10,000 troops, we must leave the loyal and filial piety army behind!"

The loyal and filial piety army is brave and good at fighting, and it is famous all over the world. Monk Wanyan Chen once led 400 horsemen to break the 8,000 Mongol army in Dachangyuan, and then successively defeated the Mongol army in Weizhou, Huihui Valley and other places, which can be described as the sworn enemy of the Mongol army.

In today's battle, we must leave Monk Wanyan Chen behind and destroy the loyal and filial piety army, the last elite of the Jin country.

The military order of Wokotai was handed down, and the Mongolian army completed its 10,000 horses, assembled everywhere from the snow field, and went straight to the cavalry of the loyal and filial piety army of the monk Wanyan Chen. The two sides rushed violently, again and again, countless people planted their horses, and the snow field was full of corpses of people and horses, and the blood stained the snow fields red.

The sound of the horn sounded from time to time. Bands of Mongol cavalry joined the battle group, and bands of Jin cavalry poured into the battlefield, and the suffocating charge seemed to never stop. On the huge snowfield, within a radius of dozens of miles, the corpses of people and horses are densely packed, horizontal, vertical, and layered, and you can't see the end at a glance. The living were still fighting with their lives, the wounded were squirming and screaming in a pool of cold blood, no one cared, and the goose-feather snow fell one after another, covering the corpses and the wounded in a moment.

The fierce battle continued, and the cavalry of the two sides of Mengjin attacked more than a dozen times. One side is holding the army and vowing to destroy the other; One side is on the line of survival, and the trapped beast is still fighting. The two sides are staggered, fighting to the death and not retreating, both of them are red-eyed.

The snow is falling on the snowfield, the flesh and blood on the battlefield are flying, everyone is hideous, like a fierce beast biting, life and death are in an instant, Wo Kotai looked coldly, his sons and nephews Guiyou, Kuo Chu, Meng Ge, Kublai Khan, all changed their faces.

It is said that the Jin people are weak, how can the two armies confront each other, and the Mongolian iron cavalry occupies the right time and place, but they can't make the other party succumb?

"Great Khan, this damage is too great!"

Tachar, the nephew of Borhu, one of the four heroes of Mongolia, and the commander of the cowardly Xue army, was brave and good at fighting, killing people like hemp, and was also shocked by the tragedy in front of him.

"If you continue to fight like this, I don't know how many warriors will be killed or injured?"

The eldest son of Meng Ge and Torrey, the leader of the younger generation of the Mongolian royal family, was also shocked to watch.

Where is this war, this is simply filling the pit with human lives, to see who dies more and who can't hold on first.

"Why hasn't our army of the Western Road arrived yet?"

Seeing that under the bloody charge, one by one, the commanders and centurions were killed or wounded, and the camp was full of wounded soldiers, Kublai Khan, the fourth son of Torrey, had a pale face and trembling lips, which showed the inner struggle.

"Afraid of what? Never seen a dead man? ”

The younger generation of the Golden Family was shocked, and Wokotai glanced at his nephews, and his face sank.

"Tath, you take two thousand men and charge again. Monk Wanyan Chen didn't have many cavalry, so he couldn't last long. ”

Tath is the grandson of Mu Huali, one of the four masters, and one of the commanders of the cowardly Xue army, and he excitedly took the order.

As two elite Mongolian thousand-man teams joined the battle group, the fierce battle on the snow field became more and more fierce, the Mongolian cavalry became more and more courageous, and the cavalry of the loyal and filial army became less and less. Finally, once again broke through the formation, the Jin army blew the horn, and Monk Wanyan Chen led less than a thousand remnants of cavalry to flee in the southeast direction.

"Want to escape? Chase the whole army! ”

Wokotai passed the order, the Mongolian army also sounded the horn, and the Mongolian cavalry surrounded and intercepted in all directions, to cut down the grass and eradicate the cavalry of the loyal and filial army.

In the end, the two sides rushed and killed several times, and the cavalry of the loyal and filial piety army continued to decrease, and finally they were killed by the Mongol cavalry, and only a few horses fled far away.

"Great Khan, Monk Wanyan Chen is dead!"

Gui came over from a horse, covered in blood, and reported to Wokotai with great interest.

"Let Shi Tianze bury him. The whole army goes east, chasing and killing the Jin army! ”

Ogedai nodded, and the Mongol army galloped across the country, heading southeast.

Wanyan Heda took the rout army to the southeast, and halfway through, he saw that the Mongolian army was thrown out, and Wanyan Heda suddenly stopped.

"Heda, what are you going to do?"

Shifting Pu Al stopped the war horse and asked suspiciously.

"Yirapua, you lead the cavalry to retreat to Bianliang City, and I will take a thousand cavalry and infantry to Junzhou. The city wall of Junzhou is short and broken, and I am afraid it will not last long. Bianliang City, it's up to you! ”

Wanyan Heda looked at the damp eyes of Yirapu A, and roared angrily:

"Don't go yet! Dajin Kingdom depends on you! ”

"Heda, you ...... Heavy! ”

Yila Pua turned his horse's head to the north, tears welled up in his eyes, and the cavalry of the loyal and filial army beat their horses to keep up.

Wanyan Heda looked at the backs of the horses fleeing in the snowflakes, and without hesitation, he hit the horse and headed east.

"The whole army keeps up and goes to Junzhou!"

On the snowy field, the Jin army broke and fled like locusts, they were six gods and no masters, headless flies, constantly chased by the Mongolian army, constantly stabbed to death, slashed and smashed, and few people fought back.

The Mongol cavalry pursued them in all directions, which lasted several hours. The Chinese army of Wokotai followed the Jin army and pursued it all the way to Junzhou, with corpses all over the field along the way, watching the gate of Junzhou City slowly close.

"The city of Junzhou was besieged, the Han army attacked the city, and the cavalry continued to pursue and kill the rout!"

Looking at the dilapidated Junzhou city wall, Wokotai resolutely issued a military order.

In this fierce battle, the main force of the Jin army was annihilated, and the number of people who entered the city was probably only 20,000 or 30,000. In the small city of Junzhou, there must be a shortage of grain and grass, so many Jin troops, eating, drinking and Lazar are all problems.

When the time comes, the siege will be sent to help, and the stone throwers will be smashed indiscriminately, and it will not be easy to break the city.

The martial immortals who fled to a cave on the mountainside of Sanfeng Mountain witnessed the tragic slaughter scene on the snowfield, until the Mongolian army pursued the Jin army to the east, until the silence was restored on the snowfield, and it was not until it was completely dark and the four fields were silent, and then they came out of the cave.

He looked at the soldiers who were following him, but there were no more than forty or fifty of them.

"It's miserable!"

"Brothers, they're all dead!"

The pro-soldiers sighed, and the martial immortals' faces turned pale.

"The Tatar army also suffered a lot of casualties. Until the last moment, no one should say a discouraged word! ”

He got on his horse and pointed to the guide.

"Go down from the west and go back to Nanyang!"

The rout army is in all directions, and it should be able to collect thousands of people. Regroup and make a comeback, maybe there is still a glimmer of life in Dajin Country.