In the night, the flames are burning, and the smoke is boiling. The billowing fire wave swallowed the life of Xi Ren Jinbing. The rebels are besieging, Xi Ren Jinbing is resisting. Fight, fight, and slaughter! Time is passing fast.
All three battlefields between the Rebels and Xi Ren Jinbing entered into a bitter battle. Although Xi Ren Jin Jun was caught off guard at the beginning, he was surrounded by the rebels. Under fire, traps, and bows and arrows, they suffered heavy losses.
However, even after some of them were consumed, their number was not much less than that of the Rebels. After all, the number of Xin Wang Yijun's superiority is limited, and it is difficult to give the enemy a fatal blow in the shortest time.
As Xi Ren Jinbing gradually formed a intensive battle line under the heavy pressure, they simply gave up the breakout, and instead stood on guard and stood by for help.
It is only a few tens of miles away from the Fushan Line of Defense, and Wanyan Wenshuai, who has supported him, has more than nine thousand troops in his hands. The most important thing is that Xi Ren Wang Xiaogan still has two thousand elites in his hands. Even if Xiao Qian's two thousand elites climbed, they could climb over. With this kind of psychology, Xi Ren Jinbing all struggled to support and wait in the fierce fighting. The sound of war drums and horns for help reverberated through the night sky.
At this time, the leaders of the rebel army were anxious to face the three battlefields that had fallen into a stalemate. But they have no strength in their hands. Except for Gao Baoshan’s 5,000 Yuxi people, Bohai people, Khitan people and other soldiers who defended Wanyan Wenshuai’s Jin army reinforcements, this time they dealt with Xiren’s Jin soldiers. Pressed up.
There is no army anymore, so I can only wait for the battle situation and hope for a miracle. Gao Yunfei, Ma Zheng and the others became more and more nervous, and everyone felt a sense of suffocation. As long as Xiao Qian dared to lead the rest of the army to rush down the mountain, which battlefield to support, which battlefield would have problems, or Wanyan Wenshuai led his troops to the rescue, then they would lose everything.
At this time, Zhao Zhen was not nervous. He was sitting cross-legged on the map, holding a large sea bowl in his left hand and a flying knife in his right hand. He turned a deaf ear to the fierce fighting around him. He probably has improved the skill of throwing knives. He has a smile on his face and occasionally screams triumphantly.
It is a good thing that the commander-in-chief of Xin Wang is calm, talks and laughs, and has the style of a general. But the key issue is that you have to figure out a solution to the problem.
"The commander-in-chief..." The Black Mountain Army sent the young general to hurriedly walked into Zhao Zhen's account and interrupted Zhao Zhen's throwing knife practice. The young general Chuanling clasped his fists and bowed and said: "Chitose, General Gao Baoshan from the rear army has written, Wanyan Wenshuai's Jin Bing has been assembled."
Zhao Zhen let out a "hmm" and there was no more text. "Commander, General Gao asks you..."
"Tell him, it's okay, Wanyan Wenshuai's golden dog is absolutely afraid to come over now." Zhao Zhen interrupted him with a smile, and said: "The man who asked him to sleep well, Wanyan Wenshuai will see us tomorrow morning. If you have captured Fushan, you are bound to become a fisherman, so there will be a hard fight."
Gao Yunshan hesitated for a moment, approached Zhao Zhen, and whispered: "Chitose, commander-in-chief, is it possible to transfer an army from the rear army?"
"No need." Zhao Zhen smiled and shook her hand. "First, Wanyan Wenshuai’s reinforcements were all mobs, and it was because we had five thousand soldiers to resist him that we did not dare to come. Second, we were facing Xiren Jinbing. Many of the soldiers we surrendered were Xiren. Let them fight the old king, they will probably rebel. It's better to be inconsistent."
"Commander, we must break the deadlock as soon as possible." Ma Zheng also came over, pointing to the battlefield in the distance and said: "Xi Ren Jinbing knows he will die and will not surrender at all. Let’s deploy reinforcements. The Golden Reinforcement in the rear is only a mere 10,000 people. Wanyan Wenshuai is very timid. They do not dare to take the risk of attacking at night. Besides, we have built a lot of defensive facilities in the rear, enough to withstand the gold."
"It's not necessary." Zhao Zhen laughed. "Organize the 30,000 people who ate the food and let them shout to see how strong the momentum is. I don't believe that Xi Ren is not afraid of death when he becomes a golden soldier. "
After hearing this, Ma Zheng and Gao Yunfei hurriedly sent someone to do it.
At this time, Gao Yunfei hurriedly said: "The commander-in-chief, General Wang Jin of the Dragon Wolf Army heard from the news that the Jinren's infantry was squeezed too much and turned into a tortoise formation, and the cavalry could not move. In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, He wanted to besiege and not attack, so he mobilized more horse troops to block the Jinren’s reinforcements."
Zhao Zhen frowned slightly when she heard him. I originally expected Wang Jin's cavalry to kill the Jinren's infantry as much as possible. But now he can't beat Xi Ren Jinbing's infantry, he must change his strategy.
"Tell Wang Jin to continue to throw kerosene on me, to besiege and not attack, and to send 30,000 people to eat and pick up weapons to stand me up. Before the war, the generals were mobilized to mobilize me severely, and they must say they cried bitterly. Not only. They condescendingly blocked the Jin Bing for me, and asked Wang Jin to mobilize two thousand dragon and wolf troops to support the other two places. Let Wang Jin personally lead three thousand cavalry to block Xiao Qian, it will definitely make the Xiren Jin Bing of Fushan empty, let us Can successfully win Fushan Sanzhai.
Mobilizing generals were personally trained by Zhao Zhen from people who can speak, and most of them are beautiful widows and prestigious highland men. They are equal to the existence of political committee members. Anyway, their (their) role is to brainwash them before the war, to impress everyone's bitter hatred against the Golden Soldiers in their minds. In this case, the morale of a group of strong men will rise. In order to defend their homeland, their brothers and sisters, and their families, they will fight to the death without fear of death.
"The smoke rises, the country looks north..." The enthusiastic rebels mobilized by the 30,000 mobilized generals sang military songs and went to the front, replacing the horses.
On the left mountain of Fushan. Time passed quickly, and within more than an hour, Xi Ren Jinjun was trapped in the battlefield of the rebels and was ambushed. The Xi people fought hard on three battlefields, and it was difficult for them to advance and retreat. They can only fight bloody battles with the rebels in the fire and rain of arrows. However, the Rebels seemed to have limited strength and failed to gain absolute advantage on the three battlefields. He Xi Ren Jinbing had been in a stalemate.
On the Floating Mountain, Xiao Qian, who had no more troops, thought that he didn't need to hesitate anymore. At this time, including those generals Xi Ren who were afraid of death, the opposition troops had changed their minds. At this moment, if the Rebels have the strength, they will at least end a battle on the battlefield as quickly as possible, so as to free up their troops, so that they can secure victory.
In this way, the Golden Army on other battlefields can be wiped out smoothly, and even the Floating Mountain can be attacked by victory, and in short, it can be invincible first. At least it wouldn't be the way it is now to spread its forces on three battlefields to fight. That is purely looking for death. Even people who can no longer use soldiers know this strategy.
Therefore, Xiao Qian thought that the Rebels really didn't have any strength, so he immediately decided to send reinforcements. The three villages of Fushan must each be left with five or six hundred people for defense, it is impossible to be really empty. So Xiao Qian sent his last 1,000 horses to help.
"Woo..." The horn blew, and the long sound of the horn echoed in the dark night sky, desolate and deep, revealing a dull and exciting shock.
One thousand of the most elite Xiren Jinbing soldiers had already waited impatiently at this time. Upon hearing the order, they immediately rushed and whizzed down. Thousand horses vented down with thunder, the rumbling of horseshoes was deafening, and the mountains shook.
At this moment, Wang Jin raised his head and looked forward. Jin Jun Xi Ren's elite cavalry was like a fire dragon, suddenly rushed out from the night sky, Xi Ren Ma Jun rushed down from the mountains, whizzing all the way, the horse hoofs of the horses stepped on the ground, and the rumbling earthquake showed an unreasonable momentum.
Wang Jin's eyes were murderous and he turned his head and looked at the back of his team. Behind him was the Dragon Wolf Cavalry, the most trusted by King Xin, and more than 3,000 people appeared to be crushed by the mountains and plains.
Xi Renjinbing’s elite cavalry reinforcements are approaching. "Attack..." Wang Jin clenched a fist with his right hand and shook it with all his strength, "Attack..." under Wang Jin's long whistle. The soldiers loosened the reins of the horses, and the horses hissed wildly, galloping out like lightning. "Kill!" "Kill the golden dog!" For a moment, the sound of killing shook the sky.
The cavalry of the Rebels and the Xi Ren Jinbing got closer and closer, and the knights and knights on the horses lay down, holding weapons, letting the whistling wind blow through their ears. The horses on which the knights sat down instantly jumped into the air with four hooves, and their speed reached their limit immediately.
"Boom..." When the two armies met, the horses neighed, and the knight's screams and shouts suddenly sounded. "Kill...!" Wang Jin took the lead, swept across the sky with a big knife, and a Xiren Jinbing's head flew upside down with red blood, and the sprayed blood was scattered in the night sky.
The horse hissed wildly, the sword came back up again, and a Xi Ren Jinbing had his head cut off, and his body fell under the horse. The rebel knights screamed and trampled past, and instantly there was no bones left.
Most of the Rebel cavalry were Lancers, who only slashed forward with a long spear. With spears like forests and sharp blades like rainbows, the Dragon Wolf Army cavalry rushed past Xi Ren Jin Bing's cavalry team, and Xi Ren Jin Bing's knights were shot and smashed.
"Kill...!" "Kill the golden dog!" The soldiers of the dragon and wolf riding roared like thunder, moving forward. The Ma Jun of the rebels was full of mountains and plains, and their banners were dancing wildly in the flames.
On the battlefield where reinforcements were fighting with the rebels, Xi Ren’s most elite thousand horses were fighting fiercely with the rebels. But this group of rebels is too strong, and the number of them is three times that of Xi Ren's exclusive. He beat Xi Ren to the head and was embarrassed.
"We are in the midst of the plan." "An urgent report to the king, there is still time to withdraw the troops." In the cottage, all the Xiren generals said to Xiao Qian one after another. At this time, Xiao Qian deeply regretted that he should not have sent the main force out lightly, and now it was too late to regret.
At this time, Xiao Qian was in despair, and the clay sculpture generally sat on a horse, his eyes empty and lifeless. Why should a mob of rebels be so powerful? A surprise battle with a winning ticket, he was beaten so embarrassed. The various parts of the army are scattered on different battlefields. Some are surrounded, some are attacked, and some are caught in a bitter battle and are at risk. All his own Xi Ren army got in.
At this time, Wang Jin led more than three thousand soldiers to break through the battle formation of a thousand Xiren Jinbing reinforcements, and immediately galloped towards Fushan Zuoshan Camp. The three thousand Rebel Dragon Wolf Cavalry fighters immediately counterattacked the Zuoshan Yingzhai of Xi Ren Jinbing into the gate. Before Xi Ren Jinbing had time to close the suspension bridge, the camp was occupied by the Rebels.
The rebels entered the Zuoshan camp of Xiren Jinbing, and Wang Jin led the knights to fight everywhere and set fire to them. Most of Xi Ren Jinbing’s wooden houses and tents in Zuoshan Camp are easy to light up, and they can be burnt at one point.
The fire on the left mountain of Fushan took advantage of the strong wind of the mountains, and the fire became more and more prosperous with the help of the wind, and soon the flames burned all over the mountain, illuminating the night sky.
The soldiers of the Rebel Army saw that their troops had already attacked the Zuoshan of Xi Renjin's army, and the Fushan defense line of Xi Renjin's army was about to collapse.
"Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet..." At this time, Liu Xi, the leader of the Shenshan Army raised his gun and screamed, sitting on his horse and standing upright, his neck hissed, "The whole army is attacking... Kill the golden dog!... Kill the golden dog!"
The charge horn sounded, the morale of the rebels from all walks of life was like a rainbow, and countless people on each battlefield screamed out, like overwhelming mountains and overwhelmingly killing the Xiren Jinbing.
In the hillsides and cottages, under the raging fire, the soldiers of the two armies galloped and fought back and forth. The sound of killing and the sound of horses hooves were entangled in thunderstorms, like a mountain collapse and the ground cracked, which was thrilling.
At this time, in the valley. The young men of the 30,000 Rebels held weapons in their hands, maintaining the squeeze of the enemy's dense formation. The two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, and then the infantrymen of Xi Ren Jinbing heard the horns of reinforcements. Heard reinforcements coming. This group of people suddenly got excited, one by one, they wanted to withdraw to Fushan as soon as possible.
The surrounding rebels did not give up, and fought a desperate battle with the Jinbing. At this time, the general of Xi Ren Jinbing immediately ordered the infantry soldiers of Xi Rendi to break through. There are 20,000 of them, and if they are divided into multiple troops and break through with all their strength, the Rebel soldiers cannot stop them even if they do their best. Run, all by luck, whoever can safely escape back to Fushan will be killed.
"Break through, break through..." The infantry of Xi Ren Jinbing suddenly dispersed, and the soldiers of Xi Ren Jinbing ran desperately in the direction of Fushan with a team of hundreds or dozens of people.
"Chasing! Chase me..." Ma Zheng yelled, "Then kill the Golden Soldier, and then kill..."
"Those who descend will not kill..." the soldiers who believed in the Wangyi Army shouted continuously in Jurchen and Khitan dialect. Continued fighting and a large number of traps caused Xi Renjin soldiers to suffer more and more casualties, and they gradually couldn't resist it. I thought that the follow-up army would follow up to rescue them, but after more than an hour has passed, the shadows have not been seen, and I don't know if they have been surrounded, or have left them and retreated.
In desperation, the Xi Ren volunteers saw the fire in Fushan. The fire hit them too much, and the last hope that supported them to persevere was completely broken.
Countless rebels gathered from all directions, crowds of people, they surrounded the valley, shouting loudly, "The one who descends will not kill..."
Facing the rebels in all directions, facing the fall of Fushan, facing the crisis of their own army. The Xi people who surrendered to the Jinren were finally shuddered. They saw that the defeat was set, and their souls were scattered.
Looking around, there were rebels everywhere, and the little courage left in people's hearts disappeared instantly. Finally, someone dropped their weapon, knelt on the ground, and began to surrender.
Things were different from what they had imagined. The Rebels did not massacre them, but kept rushing over. Since disarming and surrendering can save the head, of course there is no need to fight again. Therefore, under the siege of the rebels, more and more people disarmed and surrendered. In the end, the entire group of people surrendered.
Soon, in a chain reaction, many Xiren soldiers all surrendered, and the strong men of the rebels finally had greater use of force at this moment. They were in groups of three or five, tying up the captives and then escorting them to the prison camp in the rear.
The 10,000 Xiren Majun on the front line had just put down all their weapons, Zhao Zhenma issued an order, hurriedly reorganized the army, and rushed to the battlefield of the center.
Frontline of the Chinese Army. The besieging Rebels and the Five Thousand Xiren Majun saw a sudden fire on Fushan, which immediately changed the mentality of the soldiers on both sides. The soldiers of the rebel army were cheered and their morale rose sharply. The victory of this battle was already in hand, and Fushan was considered to have won it. As long as they kill the Fushan Mountain, the Rebels will be unstoppable, and they will be victorious.
But Xi Ren Jinbing fell into despair. I was expecting the soldiers from the infantry battalion behind to come and rescue them, but I was eager to see them, but they couldn't see the people.
All of a sudden, the horns sounded, and Xi Ren began a desperate battle, desperately attacking the hills on both sides, trying to break through. The battle was suddenly fierce.
At this time, the Rebel army had heard deafening shouts from the rear: "The King of Letters has won...!" The shouts of "Victory!" were earth-shattering. It turned out that the commander-in-chief had won. The previous battle has ended, and all the 10,000 golden soldiers and horses have been wiped out. This time the morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted, and the attack was extremely powerful.
At this time, Zhao Zhen was about to lead a group of generals to the battlefield. Suddenly, he saw a hereder rushing forward. The hereder looked excited and kept waving and shouting: "Chitose, Commander-in-chief, I am anxious. Newspaper."
Zhao Zhen immediately hit the horse and rushed over. "Commander, the Jinren's infantry has collapsed, and the 20,000 Jinren infantry is fleeing towards Fushan." Chuan Ling was sweating profusely and panted quickly: "Our cavalry then pursued, and General Wang Jin asked the commander to increase. Send reinforcements and take advantage of the panic of the Golden Army to quickly take down the entire Fushan Mountain."
"According to the order, all horses rushed to Fushan as quickly as possible to support General Wang Jin." Zhao Zhen decided categorically that all available troops on his hands would be put on Fushan, and Fushan would be taken down first. Fushan was their goal.
At this time, Xi Jun was like a flood that burst a dyke, whizzing along the narrow mountain road, violently hitting the dyke, and the Rebels were the dyke, fighting against the golden soldiers rushing up from below.
The rebel soldiers and Xi Renjun were all red eyes, and there were sparks of weapons colliding everywhere, a scream of screams resounded across the sky, and the sky full of heads flew up, and blood spurted. Splashes everywhere.
"Kill..." Countless soldiers of the two armies went forward, turning into corpses, leaning back and forth, falling one after another. The soldiers of the Rebel Army are fighting for their faith and homeland, and Xi Ren Jinbing is fighting to survive!