At this time, Wu Feng slashed and killed a young Jinbing general, a head was chopped off by him, and blood sprayed all over him. Without waiting for him to close the knife, a giant wolf-fanged rod fell from the sky. Wu Feng couldn't hide, lifted the long knife, and faced the mace with all his strength. The mace hit the long knife and brought countless stars.
Wu Feng let out a roar of thunder, and the mace rebounded. Wu Feng didn't wait for the general Xi Ren to whip his mace again, his sword had already been inserted into the opponent's throat, following everything horizontally, the opponent's head was separated from the body.
With a "pounce", a general Xi Ren who rushed up with a spear in his hand, shot through a guard of Wu Feng. He drew his gun instantly and stabbed Wu Feng.
Wu Feng fought for his life and chopped at the opponent's head. The two sides blocked each other with the wrong horse weapon, and both swept the other side. A blood groove was cut under Wu Feng's ribs, and a blood hole was cut in the chest by Wu Feng's war knife.
Wu Feng's guards protected him, then rushed up, blocking him and slashing. The injured Xi Ren led a different place in his body when he stood up.
Xi Ren Jinbing struggled with his life, desperately breaking through. The five thousand Fenglei soldiers who followed Wu Feng to defend Gaopo were almost 30% killed. The roads, hills, and half slopes in front of the roadblocks were full of corpses, layer upon layer. The rebel soldiers who supported them used these corpses as an array and tried their best to stop them.
"Kill..." Liu Sange gave an order, and the generals of the crazy leopard army swarmed up. They all frantically besieged Xi Ren Jin Bing, and Xi Ren Jin Bing quickly fell to the ground. Amidst the shouts of "surrender not to kill", many Xi people chose to surrender.
At this time, the sound of killing on the Fushan Zuoshan shook the sky, and thousands of people were entangled in a melee, with dead bodies all over the field under the reflection of the skyrocketing fire.
Wang Jin couldn't remember how many people he had killed. Anyway, there was blood all over his body. Because of the blood in his hands, the hilt of the sword began to slip. In order to grab the handle of the knife, he had to take the opportunity to retreat and regroup, tear off the clothes on the dead body, and wipe his hands clean.
At this time, the last group of Xiren cavalry guarding Zuoshan appeared. Wang Jin rode his horse and led his troops to kill in the forefront. He was a big horse, and when he went down with a knife, the enemy's head flew up and blood splashed. A soldier of the Golden Soldier was chopped down by Wang Jin. He stood up without waiting for serious injuries, and several soldiers of the rebel soldiers chopped him to blood on the spot.
Several ridiculous knights flew over, spears, long knives, and maces whizzing down, which is more favorable for arrows to roar all over the sky. Although several volunteer soldiers fought desperately to resist, they still fell down one after another. One of the soldiers was hit by a golden soldier mace and his brain burst. Another soldier was cut into two by Xi Ren's long sword. The upper half of the corpse fell to the ground from the horse and howled miserably.
Seeing the miserable condition of his soldiers, Wang Jinjai was about to split and roared repeatedly. He fought thunderously in his hands and killed several people in a row. A general Xi Ren was directly cut off from his horse.
No one of the cavalry behind Wang Jin flinched, and they were still fighting fiercely. Wang Jin was more like a tiger running wildly, uncontrollably.
After a fierce fight, more than five hundred guards of Xi Ren Jinbing died, and the Rebel team only had less than 2,500 men left.
In the dark night, there were bursts of miserable howls, which made people shudder, and the atmosphere of horror gradually enveloped the camp of Xiren in the mountains behind Fushan.
The screams of fighting became louder and clearer, gradually converging into waves. At this time, Xiao Qian, who returned to Houshan, was shocked. His love face was very ugly, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. Sitting down, the horse seemed to feel the master's horror, and he kept whispering in a low voice, and the four hooves retreated again and again.
The tribal leaders and generals who followed Xi Ren Wang Xiaoqian looked up at the battlefield. They all looked at Zuoshan where the flames were soaring in the distance, and they all looked terrified, not knowing how much their army would lose tonight.
"Great King, go back to the account." The leader of the Xiren tribe was frightened, and urged Xiao Qian in a hurry. If the Fushan line of defense collapses, and all the Xiren Jinbing troops who attacked tonight are defeated, then the only way to abandon Fushan and move the account back to Pingding.
The leaders of the Xiren tribe were afraid, and wanted to abandon Fushan and escape. In order to survive, they surrendered the golden soldiers. In order to survive, he must escape under the attack of the rebels. The weakness and timidity of the leaders of the Xiren tribe made Xiao Qian very disappointed and very annoyed. The resentment in his heart is accumulating more and more, and it is about to explode.
The reason why Xi Ren is now caught in the predicament of being a dog by Jurchens but being watched out is because of the greedy generation of Xi Ren tribe. Apart from your own selfish interests in your eyes, can't you just think about the future of the Xi Human Race? There is no Xiren tribe. Whose meat do you guys eat? Whose blood do you drink? Now the Jurchen people are always on guard against Xiren, Xiren's situation is difficult, once the battle is defeated, the future will be even more difficult.
Xiao Qian didn't speak, the battle was out of control tonight, and his direct descendants were seriously frustrated, and the responsibility was his own. In order not to be laughed at by the Jurchens, in order to raise his head in front of the Jurchens in the future, I must not lose Fushan anyway. As long as the floating mountain is not lost. Even if Xi Ren's army fails tonight, it will not affect the overall situation.
Xi Ren Jin Jun was trapped in the enemy's battle, Xiao Qian must rescue them. Otherwise, they would have no fighters to guard the camp, and their current Youshanyingzhai and Houshanyingzhai would only have more than a thousand people.
"The order is passed down, let us reinforce the 1,000-horseman army, and let our main infantry force break through at all costs." Xiao Qian was unwilling to give up Fushan. In order to catch the king alive, he will never float. If you want to hold the floating mountain, you can't give up the infantry soldiers and horses that are close at hand.
Xi Ren Jin Jun's scouts returned from all directions, beating the horses one by one to hiss. Four hoofs vacated. Coming by wind and electricity.
"Great King. It's not good. Our infantry soldiers collapsed, some surrendered, and some died in battle. The remaining 10,000 people are rushing out, rushing over all over the world. The Song Dynasty's King of Letters army is here, There are tens of thousands of them, and the mountains and plains are full of people!"
"My lord, run away, there are so many enemies, they are all rushing over! Xiao Qian felt that he was about to suffocate, and his eyes turned black.
On the battlefield, the crowds were rolling in, and the rebels' destructive charge went up to Fushan Zuoshan, rushed into the camp of Fushan Zuoshan, and completely occupied it.
"Boom boom boom..." The fighting drum of the rebels blasted loudly. The infantry of the rebels roared forward, like a hurricane. Xi Ren Jinbing ran away in front, and the rebels behind caught up and slashed. The chasing and killing all the way, the flesh and blood flew across the sky, and the tragic sound of fighting shook the night sky.
"Kill..." The roar sounded like the hammer of a mountain, slamming the corpses on the hills everywhere, and a thin layer of blood mist filled the cold air.
"Kill..." Wang Jin led the soldiers of the Dragon Wolf Army roared like thunder, and one by one rode horses and galloped down the mountain tigers. They rushed all the way to the enemy.
The rebels were chasing and killing, Xi Ren was resisting. The two sides fought fiercely, with swords, battle axes, spears, and maces. All kinds of weapons flew up and down, blood splattered, and people's heads flew up and down. Arrows are like rain, devouring lives wantonly.
"Shenshan Army...!" Liu Xi's eyes widened, and he suddenly raised his sword and shouted, "Kill the Golden Dog!" "Kill the Golden Dog...!" The soldiers of the Shenshan Army rushed out, stepping on the bodies of the rebels and the enemy in front. Go ahead and fight in blood.
In the night, the raging flames of war in front illuminate Zhao Zhen's face. Zhao Zhen mentioned the whip and said to Ma Zheng, "Marshal, you take people up to surrender. Take a few more Xiren, as long as Xiren goes up and shouts. There will definitely be many Xiren who will surrender."
At this moment, the rear army Gao Baoshan reported urgently, and the gold army on the back wing began to approach the rear army again. According to the scouts of the Zhongyi Society in the distant place, another main force of the Golden Army came from the direction of Shouyang, about forty to fifty thousand people, who had just left Shouyang City.
At this time, Zhao Zhen didn't move at all after hearing this. He just said to Chuan Lingbing: "Tell General Gao, that Wanyan Wenshuai dared to come, so he beat me fiercely. Although he has twice the strength of the Black Dragon Army, he told General Gao that their army is one. The mob is not his opponent at all."
The sun gradually rose, radiating a ray of light. The account of King Jin Bingxi is located on the top of the mountain behind Fushan. The surrounding battle flags were hunting and dancing wildly in the cold wind, but unfortunately, the army under the battle flag was in a panic.
With the charge of the rebels, Youshan was soon overrun by the rebels. The fugitives of Xi Ren Jinbing finally escaped to the safe Houshan Camp.
The various armies of the Xi Ren Jin Army suffered extremely heavy losses, and all the established Xi Ren troops from the land were defeated or captured. There are only dozens of people left in the Jinbing battalion of Xiren, and some battalions have even disappeared under construction. The survivors were in shock and confusion for a while. The few horsemen and more than 10,000 infantry soldiers who had escaped from Xi Ren barely gathered, and the soldiers gathered again.
After dawn, the remaining soldiers of the Xi Ren Jin Army drank some water, ate some dry food, and breathed a sigh of relief. The lost souls gradually returned. At this moment, a dense horn suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, the roar of galloping horses, and the sound from far to near, quickly approached the back mountain.
The rebels swiftly slammed the Houshan camp in Fushan, but the rebels saw King Xiao Qian and a group of generals and tribal leaders of the Xi Ren Jinbing start to flee in panic.
It turned out that the Xiren infantry were afraid of the rebels. Not only did they not guard the camp, but they also fled backward from the Houshan camp. When Xiao Qian and his gang saw that all the troops had run away, what else did they use to resist the rebels? They immediately rode their horses and began to escape.
Seeing that the golden soldiers fled, the soldiers of the rebels began to fly into the mountains. In the middle of the night, the rebels suffered heavy losses and the soldiers were exhausted, but the battle was not over yet, and it was getting more and more difficult.
On the battlefield of the rear army, Wanyan Wenshuai led the army to attack with all strength. Gao Baoshan led the Khitan general Xiao Deli and Xi Ren general Gan Gu Duo Shuai five thousand soldiers to resist Wanyan Wen Shuai's army.
The battle gradually began to show a stalemate, and the soldiers on both sides fought for their lives and fought bloodily. The trenches built by the rear army became life-swallowing beasts, and Jumaluzhai became a life-splitting monster. The Golden Army paid a heavy price for every trench captured, and the Rebels would leave a corpse every time a trench abandoned.
The Jinren offensive suddenly became so fierce that Gao Baoshan and his men were caught off guard, and hurriedly went to the front line to command. The Fanren soldiers of the Black Dragon Army were completely suffocated. Facing the Double Golden Soldier, they didn't even have time to breathe, except for the desperate attack, they had no thoughts in their minds. At this time, there were too many enemies, and they swarmed. The soldiers could not wait to have three heads and six arms to kill the enemy, and there was no time to think about running away. In fact, it was faster to escape and die at this time.
On the hills behind the battlefield, I saw that many of the golden soldiers in front were Han soldiers, but Zhao Zhen was furious and scolded.
Those Han Chinese in the Jin Army were all Han Chinese in the fur of Jurchen. Those people have lost their conscience, annihilated the conscience, and are willing to be dogs of the golden soldiers and slaves of the captives. Massacre their Han compatriots and their Han brothers and sisters for the barbaric Jurchens.
Seeing that there were many Han soldiers in the Jin army, Zhao Zhen was so angry. Such a big Song Dynasty, with a population of tens of millions of Han people, there are only a handful of Han people in his hands who still have conscience and backbone, and they know that they are a Han who fought against the golden soldiers.
In the Fushan position at this time, a large number of Xi people began to surrender under the initiative of the rebels. But Xiao Qian was chased by a team of cavalry. There are thousands of troops under Xiao Qian, most of them the army that was defeated last night. For a time, their morale remained low. On the battlefield, people shouted. The soldiers on both sides fought bravely, and the fierce fighting sounded through the mountains.
"Retreat, retreat, retreat..." Xiao Qian's men would not wait to get close to the rebels to pursue their troops, and then ran away. Xi Ren Jinbing wanted to run a long time ago, and when he saw the flag falling down, "Hula" ran away all at once, beating horses like flying one by one, all over the mountains.
The soldiers of the Rebel Army continued to charge. Their task was to chase the golden soldiers and kill them to the greatest extent possible.
Under the protection of his soldiers and generals, Xiao Qian fled to the northwest. And a large number of Xi Ren Jinbing were driven to flee everywhere, embarrassed.
In the early hours of the morning, the first group of prisoners arrived. They were tied up by a rope, and they were standing on the mountain road in panic. Wang Jin, Wu Feng, Liu Xi, Liu Sange, Zhang Ying, and Zhao Songyong each came with their own soldiers. These captives are like livestock to be sold, waiting helplessly for the arrangements of fate.
Zhao Zhen pointed to Wu Feng's army and shouted: "Feng Lei Jun, add five hundred." Following Zhao Zhen's order, Wu Feng waved his hand and the soldiers galloped. Counting all the way, Wu Fengfei got off his horse, cut the rope with one knife, and rushed to the rear battlefield with five hundred people.
"Dragon Wolf Army. Add three hundred cavalry." Wang Jin personally counted three hundred people with his guards, and then escorted him away. "Quick, run..." A captive was probably too scared and fell down accidentally. Hu Cong rushed up, raising his hand with a knife, the head fell, blood shot all over, splashing the faces of the people around him. The captives were horrified. He ran away, lest he would fall behind and be killed.
At this time, Wanyan Wenshuai looked at the fierce fighting in front of him, he did not believe his eyes. At this time, the rebels and the Xiren of Fushan are killing you to death. Can actually withstand his own attack. It's incredible.
Wanyan Wenshuai knew that Jurchen had always been on guard against Xi Ren. After all, Xi Ren surrendered to Jurchen as a last resort. Xi Ren has always wanted to establish his own independent country, which is absolutely not allowed by the Jurchens.
This time Wanyan Wenshuai actually wanted to kill with a knife, killing two birds with one stone, and the fisherman reaped the benefits. But what he never expected was that at the moment when the main force of the rebels in the front was still fighting Xi Ren in Fushan, the rebels in the back still had the strength to withstand their attacks.
At this time, the Black Dragon Army, the rear army of the rebels, not only resisted the Golden Soldiers, but also dug a lot of trenches and trenches with wooden thorns to block the opponent's horse army and infantry.
Seeing that the offensive was unfavorable, the opposing rebels resisted stubbornly, and their strength was greatly lost. Wanyan Wenshuai ordered an increase in troops, quickened the attack rhythm, and led the army to attack again.
At this time, a corpse lying on the edge of the trench bounced twice and rolled into the bottom of the trench. Jin Bing rushed forward holding the shield in his hand.
"Shoot, shoot..." The Khitan fan hid Xiao Deli behind his horse, yelling at the soldiers beside him. Several archers aimed at the feet of the golden man. At the same time loosen the bowstring. Long arrows screamed out. The golden man was caught off guard, and the few people in the front screamed in pain. One of them stood unsteadily and turned over and planted in the trench, and was immediately pierced by the long pointed wooden stakes in the trench. The other few clenched their teeth and rushed over.
"Kill..." Xiao Deli leaped up and ran into the head with a shield. The golden man who rushed to the front couldn't dodge, and the arrow in his feet penetrated into the bone again, unable to resist, and was immediately rammed into the ditch. A scream came from the bottom of the ditch, and was immediately masked by the sound of fierce fighting.
The soldiers and soldiers of the Black Dragon Army and the Rebel Army swarmed up and met hand in hand. A Bohai soldier's eyes widened and roared. With a single blow, Jin Bing's mace broke apart, and he lifted his leg with a kick. His speed was so fast that the enemy had no time to react and flew upside down. Jin Bing's body flew up, fell into the ditch with a "pump", and was immediately stabbed to death by a wooden thorn. There was no sound.
"Golden dog of the dog, mother, I kill you all, kill...!" Mu Lichi dodged the stabbing spear, grabbed the handle of the spear and pulled it hard. His strength was so great that his opponent was caught off guard and was forced to take two steps. Muli eats war swords like electricity. With a "pounce", blood splattered, and Muli took a knife and chopped the opponent in half.
The golden soldiers continued to attack. Team after team rushed up, and the attacking pawns also attacked and fought continuously. The Fanbing Rebels of the Black Dragon Army couldn't resist it anymore, and they retreated into the Juma Formation and continued to fight the Golden Soldiers. Under the fierce attack of the golden men, the team of Muli Eats could no longer hold it. The soldiers died one after another.
Soon, they retreated to the back of the resistance, and then they retreated into a trench. Two teams of gold soldiers flanked from side to side, and their sabers and axes roared down. Muli Chi barely blocked it twice, and the sword in his hand suddenly broke.