The Song army was extremely brave, the two armies met, although they gradually fell into the siege of the Jin soldiers, but they were still unyielding, compared with the military strength alone, although the Jin soldiers were brave, but they were still not opponents, and there were countless casualties.

However, the difference between soldiers and horses is too great, and although this surprise attack is fierce, the Jin soldiers did not relax at all, and they really did not achieve the unexpected effect.

Wanyan Wushu sat upright on his horse, squinting at the battle situation, and couldn't help but smile.

"Congratulations to the fourth prince, although this group of Song troops is brave and invincible, they have still fallen into the encirclement of our army, like a turtle in an urn, it seems that it will not be long before they will be able to support it!" said the scholar on the side with a happy face.

"Hmm......" Wanyan Wushu just simply "snorted", obviously not thinking that this "small victory" was nothing.

He suddenly turned his gaze to the man in black standing in the most inconspicuous position.

Others may not know, but this person can be called "Breaking the Army", which shows that in addition to his own extraordinary martial arts cultivation, he is also rare in the world in commanding soldiers, but until now, he doesn't even know where this person comes from!

I saw that the broken army, who was hidden outside the army, glanced at the battle in front of him lightly, and couldn't help but show contempt, indicating that this kind of battle was not worth mentioning in his opinion.

Wanyan Wushu didn't speak, but his face didn't look very good.

The scholar could naturally see the change in his mood, and gently turned his head to look at Po Jun, then shook his head, smiling and not knowing what to say.

"Let's go......" Yan Wushu said indifferently, and then turned the horse's head and prepared to leave.

But at this time, the rear army was in chaos for some reason.

This rear army did not participate in the battle with the Great Song army, firstly, there were many Jin soldiers, and they were not needed, and secondly, they stayed to protect the safety of Yan Wushu, although there was a broken army envoy with him, but as a general of the Jin army, no one dared to regard the safety of the commander of the army as a trivial matter.

Who knew that at this time, there was a sound of chaos in the rear army.

Wanyan Wushu grabbed the reins of the horse and frowned slightly, but there was no sense of panic, just asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Before the general beside him could speak, the messenger ran over, his eyes were a little bewildered, first looked at Wanyan Wushu who was sitting on the horse with a gloomy face, and then reported to the commander of the army.

"Will ...... General, the Song army has a cavalry from the rear of our army, led by a young general, extremely powerful, the army is not led by anyone...... and will be defeated......"

The white-bearded general listened to the battle report from his subordinates, and the color on his face immediately became unsightly, changing from dark to pig's liver color.

"Fourth prince, let your subordinates go and see who it is......"

Although Wanyan Wushu's face was a little ugly, there was no intention to blame anyone in his words, which made the general who was waiting for a reply a little overwhelmed.

"Go, I'll watch you use your soldiers here!" Wanyan Wushu didn't spit out many words, but this sentence was already both grace and power for this veteran general who had experienced a hundred battles.

The general knew that the situation was urgent, so he only raised his head slightly and glanced at Yan Wushu, and without any more courtesy, he led the army away.

At this time, a white horse crisscrossed the chaotic army, a spear was like a silver dragon, flying up and down with blood splashing, even if most of the golden soldiers were brave and fearless, they couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Yang Zaixing rode into the camp alone, and as soon as he chased the wind into the enemy formation, he seemed to have aroused his temperament, his hooves did not stop, and there were many golden soldiers who trampled on the ground.

These golden soldiers

Originally, he belonged to the rear army, and he thought that they didn't have to participate in this battle at all, just to protect the commander who watched the battle in front of the battle, how did he know that the battle in front was extremely fierce, but another army horse broke in from behind, one of the generals on a white horse was even braver, and another young man and a monk entered the battle on foot, I don't know how many people there are in this strange army, and I can't help but be confused for a while.

Yang Zaixing rode on the horse with a cold spear in his palm, killing and repelling the golden soldiers who had just surrounded him, and saw that Luobei and Killing had arrived at a place not very far from him, his mind turned very quickly, seeing that these golden soldiers were fighting and retreating, and constantly surrounded himself, as if trying to change the direction of his breakthrough, as long as he was slightly biased in a certain direction, he immediately formed an iron bucket-like encirclement.

This shows a problem, in the place where the Jin soldiers don't want to let themselves be killed, there may be an extremely important person, maybe the person who was protected by the "broken army" in the big tent of the Chinese army last night, so they didn't put their minds on themselves at all, but just tried their best to change their interspersed route.

Yang Zaixing looked at the front slightly, the sound of the battle rose and fell, knowing that the Jin soldiers were ten times larger than his own, maybe the surprise attack did not work, but was besieged, he secretly determined, it seems that only by making a big attack on the rear of the Jin soldiers can he leave a glimmer of hope for the army.

He thought about it, the spear in his hand did not stop, and when he flipped over, he was encountering the golden soldier who was surrounding, so he shouted, and the cold spear shot into the chest of a golden soldier like lightning, and the blood gushed out like a spring.

Yang Zaixing laughed proudly, picked the tall golden soldier in the air, and threw it into the crowd.

Countless golden soldiers surrounded him, even they couldn't help but be afraid of the courage of this gun, blood was dripping, sprinkled everywhere, no one could tell whether these flying blood came from themselves or others, at this time Yang Zaixing immediately burst into laughter, and it sounded like a giant thunder to them.

Jin Bing was killed or frightened.

Yang Zaixing's spear swept away, and after sweeping a few golden soldiers, he said to Mu Xinrui, who was trembling behind him: "Help me up, see if I take you to capture the thief first!"

Mu Xinrui wrapped her hands around Yang Zaixing's waist, although her body was still trembling, she didn't dare to open her eyes even a little, even so, she still felt the sound of blood dancing and swords and guns shattering.

But she didn't want Yang Zaixing to retreat, but instead pressed her body tighter, although she was trembling and couldn't speak, it was equivalent to telling the other party that she was ready.

Feeling Mu Xinrui's firmness at the moment, Yang Zaixing was even more happy, and turned to the direction that Jin Bing didn't want him to go.

Although Luo Bei and Killing also broke into the Jin Bing, the two of them did not have any battlefield experience, but they just knocked the Jin soldiers who surrounded them or threw them into the crowd with their martial arts, although the killing martial arts were not as good as Luo Bei, but he was short in stature, and he shuttled through the crowd like a carp in the water, often making the Jin soldiers unable to find their figures, and they were dizzy and almost cut the blade on their own people.

Luo Bei saw that the Jin soldiers not far from him were retreating like a tide, and knew that it was Yang Zaixing who was stirring up. made a storm, although he didn't know why, but he had to cooperate with him.

Since he drank the Seven Cups of Divine Tea, his perception of the surrounding environment has greatly improved, and at this time, there was an icy cold wind behind him, and he suddenly turned around, and saw a golden soldier holding a long knife sweeping towards his back of the heart.

Luo Bei suddenly turned around almost unnoticed, which made the Jin soldier extremely shocked, and he thought that Luo Bei's martial arts were incredibly high

At the point of , the blade in his hand couldn't help but slow down slightly.

Luo Bei's hands were full of true qi, forming two great invisible forces, and when the wind and clouds were flying, they swept down the countless golden soldiers around him, as if they were devastated.

Two golden soldiers were stirred. I don't know what to do, and I retreat backwards like a tide.

The general who happened to arrive saw that the Jin soldiers were killed and were gradually defeated, and he knew that there were only three people, so he urgently shouted to the guards around him: "You go back to the fourth prince quickly, and you must escort him out safely no matter what......"

The captain of the guard looked embarrassed, and couldn't help but say urgently: "General...... What if the fourth prince doesn't leave?"

The general's eyes were gloomy, looking at the army that was coming towards him, and said in a deep voice: "Then you have to force each other with your life, remember...... As long as we can keep the military soul of the Dajin Kingdom, it is not a pity for us to die......"

The captain of the guard didn't say a word, gritted his teeth, and turned away with several guards around him, leaving an old general who was over the age of sixteen to command in front of the battle.

"General Ulan, take care of yourself!"

After speaking, there was no hesitation, and he led people to the place where Wanyan Wushu was.

Jin Bing was defeated by Yang Zaixing, Luo Bei and others, and it didn't take long for them to reach the front of the old general's war horse.

General Ulan immediately crossed the sword, his eyes were blazing, and when he saw the Jin soldiers retreating in front of him, he shouted like thunder: "Are the warriors of the Dajin Kingdom killed by others like this and become a lost dog? Today, unless I Ulan dies in battle, whoever retreats from me will not be able to get along with my sword!"

Although he is old, his voice is like thunder, which lifts Jin Bing's spirits.

But at this time, the Jin soldiers had become a rout, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Zaixing had arrived in front of Ulan, and when the two of them met each other, they were like two fierce beasts on the battlefield.

"Get out of the way, I want to see what this young boy is capable of!" The general Ulan has fought all his life, and at this time, he was also aroused by the brave young general in front of him.

Those golden soldiers naturally didn't dare to disobey, so they let Yang Zaixing out, and the two of them immediately didn't have time to meet each other, and they came out with knives and guns.

When the cold spear collided with the long knife, Yang Zaixing suddenly felt numb, and he couldn't imagine that the old general who was over the age of sixteen could still have such strength, and he couldn't help but feel a little admired.

The two of them immediately flew with knives and guns, and for a while they didn't know whether they won or lost, Yang Zaixing knew that he had to use a killer weapon to solve the old general in front of him as soon as possible, otherwise after a long time, Jin Bing would come to his senses, and when the time came, everything would be in vain, and he and Luo Bei and the others would probably be difficult to escape.

Thinking of this, he pulled the reins of the chasing wind tightly, and after a round, his body fell to the side.

Ulan thought that the young general in front of him was too young after all, and he had gradually fallen behind, so he wanted to split Yang Zaixing and his horse in half with a "force splitting Huashan".

How do you know that Yang Zaixing was on a horse, but he suddenly disappeared as if he had fallen, and when Ulan saw him again, the cold spear was like iron, and he had already arrived in front of him.

There was no room for his body trend, and Yang Zaixing immediately used a move to "return to the horse gun", how could he still expect it.

I only heard the sound of "bang", and the cold shot penetrated into the bones, and the cold feeling instantly hit the whole body.

Blood splattered.

Ulan's long knife stopped in mid-air and didn't fall yet, he grew his mouth, but only spit out a few words.

"You're Yang...... Yang Yanzhao's descendants......"

Then the old general shook a few times and fell to the ground.

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