At dusk, the overcast sky finally cleared.

The afterglow of the setting sun illuminates the entire sky, adding a touch of brilliance to the cold and dry air.

The dim light sprinkled on his face, and Yue Fei stood outside the tent, looking at the city behind him from afar, silent for a long time.

He seemed to be waiting, waiting for the arrival of the opponent he had never met.

He is not afraid of a battle, and even wants to see how powerful the world-famous Black Water Cavalry is, and whether his own backslaught army can resist it?

After many years in the army, he thought that he had already stopped his mind, but he did not expect to feel a little nervous and excited before facing that opponent.

As the commander of the three armies, he is eager to decide the world in one battle, but as a battlefield general, he is also eager to meet opponents.

There will be a battle between the hero and the hero, not only Yue Fei, but Wanyan Wushu is also making all kinds of preparations, and among the hundreds of thousands of troops, the elite of the whole country has also been dispatched.

Wanyan Wushu rode a jet-black war horse, the golden armor on his body was extremely bright, and the sound of horses' hooves and armor weapons in front of and behind him sounded together, and the banner hunting and flying flying.

The horizontal flesh on his face made him look domineering and mighty.

The strategist dressed as a scholar did not follow him this time, but joined the Chaos God and Feiyun Twin Envoys to a place called "Thirteen Ridges", according to him, to set up an ambush at that dangerous place, just in case of emergency.

Po Jun is still by his side to protect his safety, in fact, he is also full of curiosity about this mysterious and strong martial arts figure, Wanyan Wushu, he can follow him, it is all because he wants to repay someone's kindness, not for gold and silver treasures or power or anything.

However, he can't control so much now, this time he can lead the army to defeat Yue Fei's tens of thousands of Yue family troops in one fell swoop, and then he can go all the way south and capture the death-feared emperor of the Song Dynasty back to the Five Kingdoms City, and then he can reunite with his father and brother.

He longs for power, for the battlefield, for the hegemony of the king, and he believes that no one in this world can stop him, and even if there is, he will die under the iron horse.

And the tens of thousands of elite cavalry behind him are where his confidence lies.

The war horse in front of him came against the current, and behind him was billowing smoke and dust.

The news sent was that the Song army was stationed outside Yuncheng at the moment, and had no intention of retreating into the city or avoiding the soldiers.

Wanyan Wushu clenched his fists and looked at the dazzling sunset above his head, and couldn't help but squint and laugh.

"What Mr. Li said is right, the name of a hero is a burden that he has to carry all his life, for the hundreds of thousands of people in Yuncheng behind him, he really does not retreat or avoid, but I don't know if his tens of thousands of horses die on the battlefield, what else can those people rely on......"

"Mr. Li" once said that the reason why a hero is a hero is because he carries the whole world on his shoulders, but the hero is different, and he can do whatever it takes to win.

In fact, whether the hero or the hero is just the evaluation made by others, victory is the most important, he longs for victory, and longs for the comfort when he breaks through the mountain with iron hooves.

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Luo Bei was recuperating in the camp, Yue Lei did not come back after leaving, during which Wan Yutang had come, but he also left quickly, judging from their hurried appearance, the Great War I was imminent.

At this time, Luo Bei was tossing and turning, and he was already snoring while lying on the side.

He got out of bed gently, feeling that the pain in his whole body had improved a lot, and the two injuries caused by the mysterious Tsing Yi man were fine under Chu Qing's treatment, but Yue Lei and Wan Yutang both said that he should be well recuperated, otherwise he would even feel that he could go to the battlefield again.

He got dressed and walked out of the tent, and found that there were people outside, and every soldier was in a hurry, and the atmosphere in the whole camp began to become tense.

Not far from the one that is the most

The big tent is like a white sail, the afterglow of the sunset falls on the white canvas, glowing with a peculiar brilliance, Luobei looks up, and sees a beautiful halo left at the junction of the canvas and the distant sky.

Outside the tent stood a man, his armor bright and his black cloak fluttering gently in the breeze, standing with his hands in his hands, not as nervous and busy as the others, as if he was thinking about something.

Luo Bei was stunned, because it was none other than Yue Fei, the commander of the Yue family's army, who was standing in front of the big tent.

After saying goodbye last time, now that he sees Luo Bei again, he feels that the person in his memory seems to be older again, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "Even he has become vicissitudes, Uncle Yue, he hesitates all day long, how can he not be old? It's a pity that his injuries are not good, and he can't share his ......worries for him."

At this moment, Yue Fei turned around and also saw Luo Bei, he didn't come over, nor did he call him over, but just smiled gently and kindly through the hurried soldiers.

The smile fell on the young man's eyes, like a red sunset in the sky, which couldn't help but make people's hearts warm.

Luo Bei also laughed, and he found that he could see a special strength in Yue Fei's upright body and that kind smile.

He had walked through many places and seen a lot of dilapidated scenes, he even thought that the world was already like this, and there was no hope for a long time, until this moment, separated by many people, the kind of power he saw from Yue Fei made him feel at ease.

He believed that the suffering people also needed such stability, even the generals in the army and even the most ordinary soldiers needed such stability and firmness, and Yue Fei was the one who could give them this kind of firmness and stability, as solid as a rock.

From the mouths of Dong Xian, Wan Yutang, and even Yue Lei, he knew how difficult and dangerous the big battle he was about to face this time, without barriers and support, they could only face hundreds of thousands of people in the Jin Kingdom with tens of thousands of troops.

But all of them have no intention of backing down, and this is probably the real backbone of the country.

Yue Fei looked at the sunset on the horizon, and at this moment, all the hesitation and ambition rushed into the sky with the glow of the sky.

He exhaled, his eyes unusually determined.

Dong Xian, the general who hurriedly walked behind him, said something in his ear, and Yue Fei's eyes condensed.

Then the two walked into the tent together.

Luo Bei still seemed to have the figure in his eyes that turned around, and he also looked up at the sky, his eyes immersed in the setting sun.

"Master, probably you wouldn't have thought that after the disciple came down the mountain, he traveled for several years, went to the battlefield, saw life and death, and then came to Uncle Yue's army......"

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Flags fluttered, and hundreds of thousands of troops continued to march fast in the twilight.

The sound of horses' hooves is like a staccato tune, and the generals on horseback, soldiers on foot, armed with spears and iron halberds, sing songs of their hometown.

The iron hooves broke through the afterglow of the sunset, and the singing pride rushed into the sky, heroic and mighty, and couldn't help but make people's blood boil.

From a distance, under the sunset, the dust and smoke are billowing away, stretching away as if it is a hundred miles away.

Beacon smoke hunting, heaven and earth Xiao Xiao.

How many children in the world have long loves, how many dreams of returning home, at the moment when the two armies look at each other, they have all turned into distant clouds, leaving behind a cold battlefield and countless remnants of souls under the smoke.

When they saw the tall city of Yuncheng, the two armies were twenty miles apart, and the army was stationed here, and after they rested, they would fight against Yue Fei's army in the early morning of tomorrow.

The night was surprisingly quiet, with no surprise attacks and no fire attacks to intercept grain and grass.

But almost everyone fell into sleepless night, because they all knew that this great battle was not only about the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers, but also about the faith they wanted to protect in their hearts.

If the Yuejia army dies in battle, the Jin army goes south, and the millions of Li people in the mountains and rivers behind them will inevitably fall under the iron cavalry of the Jin army.

If he fails to complete the Yan Wushu, he may never have the opportunity to realize his desire to compete for the world in this life, everything will fall into the sand, and he may still be able to return to the dynasty, but he will have to face the fingers of Qianfu.

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The next morning, the sound of war drums and trumpets broke all the silence and woke people up from their dreams.

In the sky above Yuncheng, the floating clouds were quietly dispersing, and the first rays of brilliance were finally sprinkled from the high and vast sky.

The sound of the horn pierced the sky, shaking hundreds of thousands of people in Yuncheng, the timid people hid at home and did not dare to go out, only a few men who were a little more courageous rushed out of the house, looking at the layers of gunpowder smoke above the sky, and the wisps of smoke in the early morning seemed to be mixed together, and I couldn't help but shake my heart.

On the battlefield, the cavalry of the two armies charged to the sound of drums, and the horse's hooves penetrated deep into the calm land, and the loess flew like a dusky mist.

Cavalry, as the absolute main force on the ancient battlefield, is because they have the absolute conditions for high-speed charge, and those cavalry on the horse know better that once their war horse leaves the camp and steps on the four hooves, it is a feather arrow that does not look back, and the end point of the arrow, if it is not the enemy's chest, then the feather arrow will inevitably break.

Under the high-speed charge of the cavalry of the two armies, the small black dots met like a rushing river, and the sound of horses' hooves seemed to turn into a deafening sound of waves at that moment, rushing into the sky.

In the front army of the Jin Army, Wanyan Zongwang rode a good horse, raised his eyes, and saw that the soldiers and soldiers under his command were like tigers and wolves, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

Once upon a time, under the capital of the Liao State, he led tens of thousands of cavalry to launch the final charge, broke through the city gate, and cut down the banner of the Liao State.

Today he wants to let the fourth brother finish Yan Zongbi (Wushu) to see that his elder brother will not really lose to him no matter which point.

In the chaos of the army, every soldier forgot to die, because they all knew that this was a war where either you died or I died.

The spear pierced through the enemy's chest, blood splattered, blurring his vision, and in a moment when his skills were stagnant, the iron halberd pierced the back of the heart.

The first corpse fell to the ground with a bang, blood spilled all over the ground, perhaps no one could see whether the corpse was the other party's or their partner, because the moment they saw the blood gushing out, everyone's eyes began to turn red.

The shouts of killing suddenly rose to a high level, even drowning out the sound of war drums and trumpets.

Weapons are like iron, the sound of armor, smoke and dust flying, and the neighing of war horses.

Next, some people had their legs cut off, some people had their arms cut off, but the battle did not stop because of this, and the soldiers who lost their legs and hands still fought bravely despite the severe pain until they completely lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Even if it is death, it must be heroic to die, and it must show the fiercest side of human nature.

Therefore, when someone is pierced in the chest by a cold knife and gun, he takes advantage of his last breath to use all his strength to cut off the head of an enemy soldier, and when he really wants to swallow his breath, he can have no regrets.

This is war, because war is never merciless, so even the most well-behaved child, when he picks up a knife and a gun, when he sees blood, becomes a machine of plunder and killing.

In the first battle between the two armies, Wanyan Zongwang did not expect that the Song army, which had always been weak, was not frightened by its own soldiers, and in the battle, it could be on a par with the tiger and wolf division around him.

"I can't imagine that the Southern Dynasty still has such an army that can match the tens of thousands of warriors of my Dajin Kingdom, and I haven't felt like this for a long time......," Wan Yan Zongwang sighed with a gaze.

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