With the shouts of killing, the gate of the fortress was knocked down, and the sound of iron hooves surged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Niu Gao took the lead in the first charge, and a Jurchen soldier who fled in panic was smashed from the front of the tent, and the tent collapsed into it, and there was no one inside.

"Damn, there's an ambush—" He cursed secretly, and his eyes swept around to see that the camp was much smaller,

The sound of whooshing flies in the air.

The general on horseback knocked it off with a swing, and an arrow fell to the ground, and he hurriedly turned the horse's head and shouted: "Brothers, retreat, the Jurchen dog thief is prepared." ”

The speed of the more than 1,000 horses that rushed into the scattered was not very fast, and when they heard the general's order, they began to turn around, and the cavalry in the rear began to walk back directly. In the distance, Wanyan Zonghan, who was standing on the guard tower in the rear, frowned and waved his hand: "This Nanren general is alert, and he ordered the Wushu to block the gate of the village and leave this group of Wu Dynasty cavalry behind. ”

The herald stood on the highest point, raising his horn and blowing it. The surrounding tents, large and small, were opened almost at the moment when the horns of the bull blew, and the Jurchen soldiers in full gear rushed out with shouts, and the figures gathered to form a terrifying wave, blocking the way of the cavalry's advance on top of each other.

At the gate of the camp, a golden general outflanked him with soldiers and horses, and the other party's same tall and burly general stopped in the middle, and was slammed on the helmet by the other party in the chaos, and his face was also in hot pain, so frightened that he hurriedly hid back.

The horse's hooves and dirt swirled, someone jumped up and pulled a Wu Dynasty cavalry off his horse, the soldiers who came from behind hacked the knight to the ground, and more Wu Dynasty cavalry at the front were surrounded by the front and drowned in the sea of advancing people.

The rest of the retreating cavalry still maintained the will to fight, and did not panic and disperse because of the ambush, Niu Gao took his own soldiers to guard the camp gate and killed a Jin general who rushed to retreat, and only then led the last cavalry to rush out and began to flee desperately.

The sky was dark, the soldiers who lit the torches came over, Wanyan Wushu took the cloth silk and covered it on his face, the red blood stained the white silk, and then threw it away, and picked up the iron gun again: "Let's catch up, don't let these Wu Dynasty people leave." ”

The heralds under his command did not have time to notify the signal of the pursuit, and Wanyan Wushu had already galloped quickly with five hundred elite cavalry in his hands, like torches of long snakes stretching across the field.

There was a gaze retracted in the woods, Gao Pet threw away the stone that rubbed the head of the spear, removed the cover of the grass, turned over and got on the horse, the tip of the spear swept out, rolled up the fallen dead leaves, and behind him, more than a thousand knights were ready to attack.

The leading general, with a gun, pointed at it.

"Let these golden people see, the majesty of the Wu Dynasty-"

Then the horse's hooves thundered across the ground and rushed out of the woods.

In Jurchen Dazhai, the craftsmen in the camp are repairing the broken and fallen gate. When the last Wu Dynasty cavalry who had no time to withdraw was beheaded and dismounted, the fighting camp gradually quieted down, and the old man commanding on the watchtower slowly came down.

"The general of this cavalry is good, but it is a pity that he was not captured under the horse. Wanyan Zonghan walked in the camp, and there were soldiers around him who kept saluting him, fearing him like a god.

"In the coming day, the child will capture the general of the Southern Dynasty for his father. ”

Wanyan Jin Danzi couldn't go up to fight, and he was a little depressed in his heart, and helped the old man back to the sleeping tent, "Just now the child saw Wushu leading the soldiers to chase out, I don't know if there will be danger." ”

Outside the tent, the weapon has been sheathed, and the noisy sound is gradually decreasing, Zong Han smiled and let the golden bullet drag away the boots, lie down on the leather blanket, and look at the stand on the top of the tent, "There will be danger, but it can't hurt his life, he is too arrogant, he always has to suffer a little loss to grow up." ”

Jin Danzi covered the old man with a blanket, and his rugged face showed a look of adoration: "A warrior like my father who came out of the sea of corpses can be respected by everyone, and the vultures are indeed too tender, and the Wu Dynasty's tricks of the virtual and real will not be returned under the hands of my father." ”

"It seems that you have also read a lot of books from the Wu Dynasty. The old man patted the back of his hand, "That's a good thing, but it's a pity that it's not like a hunted deer, the whole body is useful, you don't have to learn some bad things in the book, otherwise it will be the same as Zonggan." ”

Jin Danzi nodded, covered the old man with a blanket, and turned to leave.

Behind him, the old man suddenly muttered to himself: "Virtual, real, real, ......"

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide and sat up.

Wanyan Jindanzi, who walked to the tent, turned to look at his father: "What's wrong?"

"Hit the mark!!"

The moment Yan Zonghan stood up from the leather blanket, the fine powder in the soil under his feet trembled, and there was a faint sound of horses' hooves, his face was solemn, and he quickly opened the curtain, the horse's hooves approached, and the faint sound of horses' hooves turned into galloping like thunder, and the rumbling roar startled the night birds to fly into the sky.

As soon as he rode on, the red cloak was raised in the dust, and the fast horse rushed forward, slamming into the gate that had just been erected and was still being repaired.

"Ahhh

Bang -

The sawdust exploded, and the repairing craftsman fell down with the scattered wooden pillars, the four hooves of a war horse crossed the sight, and then the second, third, ..... tenth horses' hooves fell and trampled his head, and the torrent of black armor broke through the Jurchen camp again.

"Sure enough, there's still to come. Wanyan Zonghan was not angry at this time, but rather admired the unmasked chief general of the Wu Dynasty, "Order Yelu Zhong and Yelu Chaoguang to go up and consume them, and the rest of the generals will spread to the periphery to prevent Jurchen Erlang from being impacted." ”

Not long after the golden bullet clenched his fists and left, the rumbling horses' hooves made a loud noise, and the charging Wu Dynasty cavalry was like a wave swept by the sea, and directly hit the hastily assembled Jin soldiers.

"Stay!!" On his horse, Jerod swung his spear at the light, and the stalks struck together in the darkness of the night, raising sparks.

In the fierce eyes, Gao Zhong shot again, and the huge force grazed the gap between the opponent's spears and inserted them into the chest guard, and his arms were raised violently, picking up the opponent's company with weapons from the horse.

"Gouge through them!!"

The galloping high pet threw away his dead body, and the cavalry that followed closely behind him crashed into the crowd, and the spears that were pressed down made a series of popping sounds with the force of the impact, and the upturned corpses seemed to be ploughed by iron ploughs, and the corpses of the golden soldiers who had not yet formed a formation were spread out under the hooves of the horses.

Severed limbs, shredded flesh, red slurry, and the miserable cries of men churned under the horses' hooves, leaving a shocking red in the direction of the cavalry's scavenging.

Ahead, the cavalry of the Jin Kingdom began to gallop around, Yelu took a deep breath, and spit it out, after knowing that Yelu Chaoguang was killed, he no longer fought with the other party, and wanted to use the advantage of the cavalry to completely leave the other party.

Looking at the Wu Dynasty cavalry who rushed forward, he tightened the weapon in his hand, and a hoarse shout suddenly sounded, and the cavalry around him began to accelerate and rush forward as soon as he clamped the horse's belly.

"Don't be afraid! Charge with me—" Gao Zhong held his gun, and his whole body bowed.

The cavalry rushing in the front pushed the front line, followed by a heart-rending roar, and the comrades behind him began to shout in unison one after another, and more than a thousand cavalrymen let out a desperate roar, their eyes bloodshot.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

The war cries, the horse's hooves turned violently, and the nail leaves trembled. Then, the Iron Cavalry Spear of the first front line shortened to the extreme with the opponent, and in the blink of an eye, it crashed into each other's teams.

Gao Zhong took the brunt of the attack into the enemy formation, the tiger head gun swept left and right many figures fell off their horses, and the cavalry that followed directly penetrated into the crowd of the opponent's cavalry, and between the waves of guns, blood flew, figures fell, and the horses screamed and fell to the ground.

As the side of the attack camp, the Wu Dynasty cavalry at this moment had extremely strong fighting spirit, even the dead cavalry was hanging on horseback, as if they were charging on the trend of war horses. After dozens of breaths of effort, just the first charge, hundreds of Jin cavalry were stabbed under their horses by this different Wu Dynasty cavalry.

In a moment, the horse team of more than 2,000 people on the other side broke through the blockade and went directly to the next camp, and often the Jurchen soldiers who intercepted in the middle of the road were all killed by the blood-soaked high favorites first, tearing open the rift, and then they were stepped on by the rear horse team, leaving the sparse human body that was trampled on.

The camp of 70,000 people, which was torn and chiseled across several miles, and the tents that were set on fire formed a sea of fire, reflecting the fierce cavalry of the Wu Dynasty.

"I'm a backer—"

"Golden Dog!Remember!!"

Wanyan Zonghan looked at the distant dust and smoke and disappeared into the darkness, and the blazing fire reflected his gloomy face, and shook it off, "Retreat five miles back and go down again." ”

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