Chapter 1162: The murderous intent is too heavy

The amazing strength and true qi that he had accumulated to the fullest were all smashed in the air, and he felt unbelievable, and at the same time understood why Yang Zhi was not easy to die, this kid was an official businessman, and he didn't have the arrogance of the Jianghu Grandmaster at all, he didn't care about the ugly moves, he only cared about the final result;

Gang Zahe quickly caught up with Yang Zhi, and slapped Yang Zhi's chest with a palm, this move was very slow, but Gang Zahe had the confidence to pass through Yang Zhi's sword; Yang Zhi couldn't help but be overjoyed, no wonder Wang Laozhi said that the masters of the inner family have reached the limit, and they will more or less comprehend the wonder of Taijiquan, Yang Zhi does not need to comprehend, except for Wang Laozhi at the moment, I am afraid that no one knows the mystery of Taijiquan better than him. Yang Zhi directly abandoned the knife, leaned his elbow against the palm of his hand, and performed Tai Chi like a trick. Squeezing, squeezing, squeezing, pressing, Yang Zhi performed four techniques in one breath, and only then did he wrap his palms together with Gangza, and the two of them fought together like brothers in the same school.

In such a confrontation, it is impossible to kill the other party in one or two moves, and under the continuous hand-to-hand combat, he is the last to return to the light;

The last monk saw that he was hit by Zhu Liang's crossbow in a distraction, and then he was dismembered by the blade; Yang Zhi walked towards Shan Zahe with a surprised face and asked, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Gang Zahe lay on the ground and said with a wry smile: "I am too murderous, and I use miraculous skills in vain, but because of your kind of kung fu, I wasted my true qi in vain, although my last move was useless and saved my life, but I lost today; I'm telling you, you're lucky that the Master of the Manifest Secret Kingdom didn't come, and the master of the Jin Kingdom didn't appear, but I won't give you the opportunity to insult me. ”

After saying that, he cut off his meridians, Yang Zhi sighed, and asked Shan Tinggui, who came over, to hang up Shan Zahe's body, and the morale of the rebels in the city immediately collapsed, and many people didn't even have the will to resist, so they were tied up by the soldiers of the Dingbei Army. The masters who fought with Wu Song and others were all killed in battle, and in broad daylight across the city wall, they had no way to escape, and they did not bother to kneel to survive like the people below, and death was also a relief.

The Western Xia army outside the city had already fallen into a predicament, with nowhere to hide in the explosion of thunderbolts, and at least 3,000 corpses were dropped inside and outside the gap in the city wall. Ren Decong also has no choice, he knows that Gang Zahe is in the city, since he has launched an attack, he can only fight to the end, otherwise even if he goes back, he will die because of the accident of Gang Zha He and others.

Fireworks of another color flew in the city, the city gate was wide open, just when the Western Xia soldiers were crowded under the city, Qu Duan personally led the army to rush out of the city, and the two ambushes outside the city were also copied outside the city; the Western Xia army was caught off guard, Ren Decong knew that the assassination in the city failed, and saw that the tired division could not stop the courage of the Qu Duan army, so he could only order a retreat, but tens of thousands of Western Xia troops were annihilated under the city of Youzhou.

Zhao Yishu and Niu Gao pursued the exhausted Western Xia army with 10,000 cavalry, and the 2,000 infantry army under the command of Wu Jue established a defensive line on the front line of the Great Wall with the assistance of five balloons, and held on for half an hour, so that the cavalry commanded by Zhao Yimu and others completed the encirclement, and Ren Decong surrendered with the last surviving more than 2,000 people, including 1,500 wounded and only 600 war horses.

"It's too easy. Niu Gao, who was standing beside Zhao Yi's room, stroked his beard and smiled: "This group of Western Xia troops is too stupid and has thrown themselves into the net." ”

"Lord Yang is lucky, he has no intention of calculating, of course, he will be caught. Zhao Yimuro said with a smile: "You are responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and escorting the prisoners back, and Wu Lan and I still have tasks." ”

Niu Gao glanced at Wu Lan who came over, and said jokingly: "I'm not as good as Wu Lan?"

"You really can't do it, because I need Wu Lan's help. Zhao Yishu turned his head to look at Niu Gao and said, "Wu Lan is more familiar with the situation of the Western Army and Western Xia than you. ”

Hu Ren just can't speak, Niu Gao smiled, he knew what kind of mine prison he was going to sneak attack, his eyes were black, and he was really not as good as Zhao Yishu and Wu Luan, who had been in the northwest. Wu Luan took Ren Decong's waist card and seal, walked over and said, "General Zhao, the soldiers are fast, let's go." ”

Zhao Yimuro smiled, made a gesture to the Lingqi soldiers behind him, and Wu Ling led the six thousand cavalry that had been changed into Western Xia armor to fly away, leaving Niu Gao to clean up the battlefield with a scolding curse; Yang Zhi did not plan to keep all the Western Xia cavalry and scouts from the beginning, so the target of the counterattack was the iron ore field in Xiazhou. As Yang Zhi estimated, some Western Xia cavalry fled back to Xiazhou one step earlier to report the news, and the scouts found that the Western Xia army was shrinking in the desert.

At dusk, Zhao Yi's room appeared in the prison camp next to the mine, and after deceiving the mobile outpost, he directly entered the military camp of Western Xia, where most of the prisoners were prisoners of the Song and Liao dynasties, as well as a small number of horse thieves and rebels from various tribes. The local people simply did not have enough iron ore to mine iron ore year after year in the Western Xia, especially after a few decades, and most of the labor was now carried out by prisoners in the prison camps. Yang Zhi asked Zhao Yi's room to rush to the prison camp as fast as possible, just to take the prisoners in the prison camp as his own, among these prisoners were the soldiers and civilians of the Great Song Dynasty, at least they were also soldiers who resisted the Western Xia, and it was easier to train them to become soldiers than ordinary people.

The 500 defenders of the prison camp either died or surrendered, and the 3,000 prisoners, 500 war horses, and more than 1,000 mules, donkeys and camels in the prison camp all became the spoils of the Dingbei army. No one is a fool, they all expressed their willingness to go to Youzhou, who doesn't know that there must be a way to live if they go to the Great Song Dynasty, otherwise the cavalry of 6,000 people in front of them will not run for more than a thousand livestock.

Zhao Yi's room returned with a full load, and returned to Youzhou with the spoils overnight, and the prisoners were relieved to see the brightly lit Youzhou City, the Great Song Dynasty was the sworn enemy of Western Xia, and when they arrived in the area of the Great Song Dynasty, their lives should be saved.