A feather arrow shot down, for a time the soldiers fell a lot, not only that, dozens of huge fireballs were pushed down from the top of the dam, only rolling to the bottom of the dam clustered together of the Jin soldiers, heavy fireballs ran over the soldiers' bodies, crushed out of a "fire road", after the stone paint (Note 1) was ignited, the flames were difficult to extinguish, sparks splashed on the soldiers' bodies, there were bursts of screams.

Huge boulders were thrown by catapults from behind the dam, crossed the top of the dam, and fell on the heads of the soldiers, smashing the brains of the Great Jin warriors and blurring their flesh and blood.

There are also bed crossbows on the top of the dam, although they are not as delicate as the Great Jin, but the power of shooting crossbow arrows is also huge, non-human can resist, after a crossbow arrow penetrates two or three people, there is still the strength to fly forward, and pull out a bloody alley in the crowd. The wooden shield in the hands of the Great Jin soldiers was easily torn apart in front of the powerful crossbow arrows, like paper paste, and scattered all over the ground along with the broken flesh and blood.

Wang Qing was furious, his eyes were red, he waved his Mo knife, and shouted: "Back row soldiers, archery, front row soldiers, follow me!"

It was the most unwise choice to bear the rain of Khitan arrows under the embankment, although the four thousand strong men were wearing iron armor, but the iron armor could not stop the arrows several feet apart. The best way to do this is to rush up the embankment and fight with the Khitans.

Since the four thousand good men went to the battlefield, they knew that there was a lot of luck and less luck, and the difference was only the difference between dying a moment early and dying a moment later.

At this time, Fu Yanqing also took the soldiers and rushed straight to the embankment.

After all, the levee is not a city wall, it is not so steep that it is impossible to climb, and it can be washed up on foot.

The Khitan soldiers and horses were not the foot soldiers of the Great Jin, they were accustomed to wielding their swords on their horses, and on the way to charge, scattering blood to their opponents in death. Dismount to fight and garrison the top of the dam, not what they are good at. Moreover, the horse bow they were accustomed to using was not as powerful as the foot bow of four thousand ironclad warriors. Their light leather armor is not as protective against arrows as iron armor.

Although the iron armor is bulky, the arrows shot by the horse bow are not exactly shot in the gap or in the exposed position, even if they penetrate the thin armor, it is difficult to inflict fatal damage on the opponent. Therefore, many Jin soldiers, although they have five or six or even a dozen sharp arrows stuck in their bodies, are as scary as hedgehogs, but they can still insist on charging to the top of the dam.

The Khitan soldiers are different, although they occupy a favorable location, but after all, they are not as good as the city wall, they are protected by the battlements, and the arrows shot from under the dam can cause them great damage. Even the most brave warriors can't withstand three or five arrows.

In an instant, arrows came and went, rubble flew wildly, the boulders that fell from the top of the dam, the burning stone paint, the Khitan soldiers who rolled down from the top of the dam, were shot to death on the way to the Great Jin soldiers, and the corpses with rotten stomachs and burned half of their bodies, moaning and wailing the dead, turning the originally calm and peaceful northern morning light into hell on earth.

War is like this, no matter how difficult the terrain the other side occupies, as long as they are willing to pay the price, they can always make progress.

After paying no less than six or seven hundred casualties, Wang Qing and Fu Yanqing each led a group of men and horses to finally kill the top of the dam, and the two men and horses cooperated together and strangled together with the Khitans.

Wang Qing and Fu Yanqing were originally immediate generals, Wang Qing used a Mo knife, and Fu Yanqing used an iron spear, but the horses couldn't break through such a steep embankment, so they all abandoned their horses and fought on foot. However, Rao is like this, both of them are second-rate masters, their strength is extraordinary, ordinary Khitan soldiers can't stop them at all, and they are killed and retreat, leaving a corpse behind.

A Khitan warrior danced a heavy mace in his hand and shouted loudly: "The southern barbarians are coming, warriors, let them see, they can't beat us in cavalry battles, foot battles, they are not my Khitan boys' opponents!"

"General Xiao is here!" The Khitan soldiers were encouraged by the fierce general, and their morale was greatly boosted, "Wow Ya Ya" screamed, staring at the blood-red eyes, and with the fierce general rushing towards the Jin army that rushed up the embankment.

At this time, there were only thirty or forty Jin troops who rushed up the embankment, and they couldn't resist for a while, and they were killed by the fierce generals and retreated.

Wang Qing couldn't see it well, and said loudly: "Yanqing, you protect the back, this fang has been handed over to a certain family!" After that, he flew over the head of the crowded crowd, waved a fifty-eight-pound Mo knife in his hand, and shouted: "Tartar, Hugh is rampant, with a knife!" A white rainbow, as if falling from the nine clouds, slashed obliquely towards the Tartar general.

This trick, there is a teaching, from the Three Kingdoms when the Shu general Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, is one of Guan Gong's stunts, according to legend, Guan Yu with this knife, Yan Liang, cut over the ugly, its unstoppable, the most particular about a preemptive voice.

The Tartar warrior is not a mediocre general, but a famous brave general in the Khitan army, named Xiao Tuo, with the courage of ten thousand people, martial arts has reached the late second-rate stage, close to the top, on martial arts, still above Wang Qing, in the midst of ten thousand armies, the sea of corpses and blood, I don't know how many times I have rushed to kill, the hideous mace, has long been soaked in blood, black and shiny, with a thick evil aura, I don't know how many people have been stoned to death.

Hearing Wang Qing's angry shout, although Xiao Tuo's mind was in a slightly momentary trance, after all, his internal strength was deep and his will was firm, so he recovered immediately. This guy is really brave, he refuses to show weakness, does not dodge or dodge, relies on his arm strength, and also shouts, shaking the mace, like rolling up a dark cloud on the ground, trying to block Wang Qing's inevitable knife.

But he thought wrongly, if he dodged, Wang Qing was not Guan Yunchang after all, although he had a back move, but at the top of this crowded dam, he might not be able to use it, maybe he could really let Xiao Tuo escape his life. But he raised his mace to block, how could he Xiao Tuo be able to block this desperate knife created by Guan Yu?

The brilliance of this move lies in the desperate bet, pouring the true yuan of the whole body into the Mo knife, from top to bottom, people borrow potential, knives borrow human potential, fierce and invincible. I think that at the beginning, first-class masters such as Yan Liang and Wen Chou, the generals in the army, couldn't stand this knife, and were cut into two sections by Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang, not to mention that he was just a Khitan Tartar?

If Li Fengyun was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this knife and his Qinglong Slashing Style must have a great relationship, but Xiao Tuo misjudged the situation, thinking that with his arm strength and deep internal force, he would be able to smash Wang Qing who attacked from the air into the air, or even smash him to death.

On the battlefield, life and death are only in an instant, only to hear the sound of "bell", such as a thunder on the ground, the fifty-eight pound Mo knife is cutting on the sixty-four pound mace, until this time, Xiao Tuo felt bad, only to feel that the huge internal force smashed down like Mount Tai pressed down, the tiger's mouth cracked, the arm was shocked numb and soft, the mace could not block the shocking knife, and the heart secretly screamed that it was not good, and it was too late to change the trick.

Listening to the sound of "pop", blood splashed everywhere, brains flew, and the sixty-four-pound mace fell down, smashing on Xiao Tuo's head, and then, Bai Hong slashed diagonally through his body, from his left shoulder to his right flank. Pity a Khitan tiger general, turned into a soul, and went straight to the underworld.

The surrounding Khitan soldiers saw that Wang Qing had slashed the fierce general Xiao Tuo with one move, and they were in a daze for a while, who would dare to go against Wang Qing? Morale suddenly plummeted.

On the contrary, the warriors of the Jin Kingdom cheered, their morale soared, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their combat power rose sharply, killing the Khitans crying for their fathers and mothers, and their flesh and blood flew sideways, and they almost wanted to collapse.

The Dajin soldiers under the dam continued to pour up, expanding the gap bigger and bigger.

"General Wang, General Fu, I'm coming!" With a loud shout, Huangfu Yu led the cavalry to arrive, and rushed to the top of the dam obliquely, and even stirred the Khitan people on the dam into a pot of porridge.

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Li Shouzhen, who came in a hurry, looked at the soldiers who were fighting bravely at the top of the dam, and then looked at the more than 30 bloody human heads carried by Du Chongwei's own soldiers, sighed secretly in his heart, turned his head to look at Du Chongwei, and suddenly felt a trace of disdain and anger in his heart.

"General Du, you are more ruthless than me!" Li Shouzhen said, "Actually, you have already made up your mind, haven't you? I didn't expect that you would be able to even be so ruthless in order to cut off the stumbling blocks! I am not as good as you in this regard! It is not unreasonable for Yelu Deguang to choose you!"

It turns out that you have already settled with Yelu Deguang, no wonder the Khitans are reluctant to attack my camp. Have pity on me Central Plains warriors!

However, Huangfu Yu is my person after all, you can't kill him!"

Du Chongwei snorted coldly and said, "How can the kindness of a woman become a big thing?" Remember, now you and I are grasshoppers tied to a rope, we can't walk the old man, and we can't escape you, there is no turning back, so I can do it myself. ”

Where can the three elite soldiers on the other side of the river be recovered?

Under the morning light, two iron streams converged from both sides of the dam, and no less than 10,000 Khitan iron horsemen had already cut off the back road of Wang Qing, Fu Yanqing, and Huangfu Yu. Separate them from An Xianqi's soldiers and horses, who were retreating.

The bed crossbows and catapults on the other side of the river were not allowed to shoot under Du Chongwei's strict orders, and no less than a dozen generals were killed for this purpose.

It turned out that on the river beach, the Khitans had already laid an ambush, and it turned out that this attack was a trap conspired by Du Chongwei and Yelu Deguang, the purpose of which was just to eradicate those generals in the army who were determined to surrender to the enemy.

The snow is white, the snowflakes are fluttering, but the tears that God sheds for the heroes?

Note 1: In ancient times, petroleum was called stone paint.