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In the area of Shencha, the three mountains are towering, the rapid turbulence is discharged, and the road is twisted. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

If you look down from a high position, you can see that the Jin army is in camp for twenty or thirty miles, spreading from the Shenchakou to Yishui Town, the soldiers are strong, and the army is mighty. Hong Hanshu had to oversee the army to defend every half an hour, hoping that the golden soldiers who were anxious to capture Shencha were all over the mountains, knowing that this place was difficult to hold at all. But these thousands of enemy troops can be pinned down here for more than half a moment, and they can give more buffer to the border army of Monk Yuan's Dasanling. Speaking of which, the Chencang Ancient Road is more than 100 miles long and easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the battle line may collapse in one day!

This is what Lin Qian said to Luo Qingyi, thanks to him Hong Hanshu who did not give up -- at the critical juncture when no one expected the Jin army to be reinforced, and it was all thanks to him that Hong Hanshu refused to abandon the Shencha! Although the danger was still delayed when it reached Sanguan, Hong Hanshu finally bought Lin Qian time to deploy troops and make careful arrangements, even if it was only more than half a moment, it was enough for him to turn the tide of the battle.

One light and one extinguished, day and night, the commanding heights where Hong Hanshu is located, the cloud ladders are stacked, the arrows and stones are attacked, the soldiers are like locusts gathering, and the blood and sand are foggy. There have been thousands of storms like this kind of company and battalion attack in a few days and nights. Hong Hanshu led the death squad out of the customs to deal with the white heat of combat, the crotch mount and he were all fiery red, holding a hook in his hand like dancing red flames, and couldn't help but say that seeing people is a hook and seeing a horse is also a hook, the momentum is rolling like a wave, and no one is invincible. However, he fought indiscriminately, always forced himself to inflict damage, and there were weapons that did not have long eyes everywhere, and the Jin army fell a large piece, and he himself was covered with bruises.

Not long after, Lin Qian brought a pair of hateful knives to the encirclement and rushed left and right, causing more and more golden soldiers to rush to his purple dragon horse, among which there were Qiang generals who knew him, and when they saw him galloping away, they were all scattered and didn't know where to go. As soon as Lian Zhen heard that the situation in the south was not good, he hurriedly arrived with the Yuheng sword, and at that time, the giant gate was holding the Tianxuan sword to fight Lin Qian to the death, and all the soldiers and horses around him were pushing forward and back. Seeing that the giant gate couldn't parry, Lian Zhen immediately stepped forward to rescue, but suddenly saw Lin Qian's figure spin, the dark wind rose up, and the blade of hatred turned abruptly, and the cold wind hunted and the snow split, and Lian Zhen's Yuheng sword suddenly turned upside down, fell and smashed straight at his head. Lian Zhen was in a hurry to adjust her defense, and in a blink of an eye, she was picked up by the Hate Knife and picked up the Tianxuan Sword that was lost from the giant gate, and this sword was wrapped in the power that belonged to the giant gate and aimed directly at Lian Zhen's head, Lian Zhen was caught off guard, and suddenly his face was bleeding......

"Hanshu, you evacuate first, I'll arrive for you!" Lin Qian had heard that Hong Hanshu had less than two hundred soldiers, and because of the exhaustion of food, he and his soldiers took grass and trees to satisfy his hunger, and when he saw him covered in blood and exhausted, he naturally knew that even if he couldn't hold on, this situation should let him save his strength instead of dying in vain.

"Big brother!" Yuwen Bai staggered to Hong Hanshu's side, "Jin Peng, he ...... I can't support it anymore......"

"How do you guarantee ...... I can't resist it, can you resist it?!" Hong Hanshu asked with a sneer, Yuwen Bai was suddenly stunned, only feeling that there was something in the words. Hong Hanshu was unsteady on his feet as he spoke, and Wen Bai could only support him, but his hands were covered with blood as soon as he touched it.

"Take the wounded soldiers and bypass Erliyi, there will be war there, try to avoid it. Lin Qian lowered his voice and explained to Yu Wenbai.

"What about the alliance king?" Yu Wenbai hurriedly stabilized Hong Hanshu and asked this sentence for him, who was already speechless.

"The divine fork only needs to hold out until dawn, and the resolute wind will lead the troops to attack. While speaking, Lin Qian took the lead in setting an example, holding his bow and shooting repeatedly, and firing in succession, and countless Jin troops were killed. The Song soldiers at Shenchakou were already dying, and when they saw that Qianqian had fought a blank bloody road in the chaotic army, they all thought that the defeat was a victory, so Hong Hanshu and others did not disperse the army's morale when they withdrew. Although this group of soldiers is mixed, it is mostly a black (Dao) congregation, which broke with the allies because of Guo Chang's death, and now looks at the tragic battle that Lin Qian is about to come out regardless of his previous suspicions, how can he still remember the previous unhappiness, the robbers have always been frank, they love when they say they love, and they hate when they say they hate, and they are shouting at this moment, vowing to live and die with the gods!

After Hong Hanshu Sun Jixiao and others reluctantly evacuated, the gap opened by Lin Qian in the Jin army seemed to be being filled by soldiers and horses, and Jumen, Lian Zhen, together with Wuqu and Pucha Bingxian, attacked here three times in just half an hour. Lin Qian looked at the beacon fire in the south a few miles away, and knew that Li Fengxing and Fusan Ande were still entangled, and it was likely that they might not just have to hold out until dawn, at this time, who couldn't support it and wanted to go with Hong Hanshu, and it was absolutely impossible to keep it.

"This won't be a victory, but someone needs to stay, whoever stays, I will never force it!"

Seeing this, Lin Qian laughed arrogantly, threw out the knife of drinking and hating, and carved a boundary on the top of the mountain, and the sparks overflowed when he landed: "Death is death, and those who retreat are killed!"

Seeing death as home, the momentum is even stronger, and the 100 remnants of the soldiers, holding on and not retreating, are forced to force the tens of thousands of gold troops to be unable to advance and stop the troops!

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And that night, it was found that the Song army was originally using all the grass and trees, so it immediately made a comeback against Erliyi, so because of the retreat of Luo Qingyi Chen Xu and others, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and slammed the Song army behind the Luo Qingyi Palace for more than ten miles, and was about to advance the battle line to the south directly to the monk plain, when he suddenly saw an ice barrier that was obviously built in the middle of the night. At that time, the torch suddenly ignited, the stone was like rain, and Zhu Meng Weihai came to cover the left and right wings of the waves, and beat the Fusan army into two wolf bèi unbearable.

The Jin army's position was in great chaos, the Song army was defending for an attack, and the servants retreated in a hurry, and before they could retreat back to Erliyi, they were killed by Li Haoyi and other officers and soldiers who were ambushed here. Those who trample on each other, those who fall into mountain streams, and those who are slaughtered by the Song generals are countless......

"It's exactly as the king of the alliance said!" Li Haoyi led the generals of the army to recapture the stronghold, and was full of praise for this defeat into victory.

"No wonder Brother Lin heard that the two roads were in an emergency, but they were still so unfazed......" Hai Zhulang sighed.

After clearing the Erliyi Jin Army, they immediately marched to the Shenchakou to rescue the bureau, and when they galloped, it was already the afternoon of February 11. The Jin soldiers and Jin generals who besieged Shencha had already become a decline after fierce battles, and they were exhausted no matter how strong the troops were, and even more than 100 people from the Black (Dao) Society were not taken, not to mention the defeat of the allied army's highest combat power.

"Now I know why the lord said, 'Don't let go of the gods'. He did not allow these people to break through the divine fork, not only to 'block' them, but also to 'block' them. At the same time, he closed the door and beat the dog to the servant who had already sneaked in, so that he could be reduced to a lone soldier so that we could kill him. Zhu Mengwei stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the burning company camp, and joked, "The lord is the lord, and he has less defense and more attack in his temperament." ”

"The main Jin army was stuck in Shencha, and the number of strikers who went to Erliyi was destined to be cut off. Chen Xu nodded. It was precisely because Pu Cha Bingxian was unable to break through the fork of the gods that he buried the elite soldiers all the way in front of him in Erliyi. On the other hand, the defeat of the strikers will inevitably overwhelm the support, and the so-called defeat is like a mountain.

The Jin army's meticulous planning, mighty troops, and sufficient combat preparations were a wonderful attack that shocked the western front of the Southern Song Dynasty, but the victory or defeat was written by Lin Qian, only in an instant last night.

This evening, the remnant sun is like blood, the danger of the divine fork has been completely lifted, the sea chasing the waves Zhu Meng Wei is counting the prisoners and wounded soldiers, and he is startled, and he picks up a soldier of the Black (Dao) Society and asks: "Where is Lin Qian?!"

"The last general doesn't know, the king of the alliance ......" The soldier was not afraid of death, but he was frightened by the fierce action.

"The King of the League. You'll call him the King of the Alliance now!" Li Fengxing was furious, "When the military situation is urgent, how can I not see that you have the least respect!"

But I saw a fiery figure rushing to the top of the mountain suddenly: "Fierce and windy! What is the so-called thing?!" With an anxious face, tall and mighty, he was Hong Hanshu who turned back after sobering up.

The sea chased the waves with a look, and I wished Meng Wei and him to immediately hold the strong wind and Hong Hanshu.

"The fork of the gods is in a hurry, Erliyi has fallen, and there are tens of thousands of gold soldiers. In such a crisis, he has to take charge of the overall situation and make strict arrangements! But it was your Hong Hanshu's cronies, who saw that he said that the army would save Erliyi first, so he reprimanded him for ignoring the gods, slandering him and saying that he would deliberately sacrifice you to protect himself!"

Hong Hanshu turned angry and roared, suddenly turned sideways, and slashed at the messenger beside him with one palm, everyone saw that his sudden anger was unexpected, and they were frightened by the bloody scene in front of them, and when he came back to his senses for a long time, Hong Hanshu was already no longer here.

"Without further ado...... It still matters the whereabouts of the Lin brothers. Said Hai Cha Lang. Li Fengxing was dumbfounded by Hong Han's violent expression, how could he be in the mood to blame anyone, his face was gloomy, and he nodded.

Where to look for it? Going down along the guarded pass, the Shencha Pass is full of broken knives and broken guns of dead conscripts, and further north, there are dozens of miles of broken military tents of deserters. \

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