No matter how long the night is, there will finally be a time to pass.
The continuous rain still enveloped the Golden Man Camp.
But the sky is gradually shining.
No one can tell whether it is cold rain splashing on the face, or a bit of hot blood.
Although the light from the sky has allowed them to vaguely see the outlines and heads of the people around them, their blood-red eyes have already turned a blind eye.
No one even noticed the killing whistle, how long it has not been sounded.
No one even noticed that when Fang Liang was on that day, the thousands of horses roared and rushed like thunder.
The shouts on the battlefield gradually became hoarse.
Everyone's arms were already sore, but no one dared to stop waving their weapons.
The moment you stop is often when death comes.
Finally someone was exhausted and waved his hand halfway, but he already dropped the long knife in his hand and sat down slumped, but seeing the machete that greeted him, they actually slipped weakly.
"stop!"
"My own person!"
"Fuck, cut it!"
"Which bitch..."
In these hoarse roars, finally, everyone was no longer able to wave their weapons.
I don't know when, everyone sat down in the mud and blood on the ground.
The early morning rain hit the neighboring valleys and forests, scattered into morning clouds and morning mist, and the sound of insects and birds sang, adding a tranquil atmosphere to this dawn.
However, the heavy rain that had fallen all night could not wash away the thick layer of blood on the ground, and could not hide the grassy smell of fresh air in this morning, the strong bloody blood. gas.
Most of the soldiers of the Golden Army who were lucky enough to survive, lie on their backs on the ground in the blood pile of the dead and wounded, and no longer have the strength to get up.
There are still bloody stumps and broken arms, countless mutilated corpses in strange shapes, lying all over the ground randomly, reminding those big golden sergeants who have not had the strength to get up, that last night was like a Shura hell The bloody fight is not just a nightmare they have imagined.
And until now, no one among them could see exactly what the mysterious enemy who had struck the camp before tonight looked like.
The entire battlefield was so silent that there was no sound.
Even the sergeants who were seriously wounded and bleeding did not consciously restrain their groans.
Everyone's heart is covered with a thick cloud of gloom that cannot be driven away.
Did this "Iron Futu" army, which was carefully selected from the millions of heroes of the golden army, really disappeared like this
In their hearts, all of a sudden, such enemies rushed up in the same place, and it felt like invincible.
Suddenly there was a screaming whistle that didn’t know where it came from. Those Golden Army sergeants who had been sitting on the ground almost nervously picked up the weapons scattered around them, and they didn’t know where the strength came from, so they turned and jumped up subconsciously. Waving and slashing wildly.
The screams reverberated through the entire camp at that moment.
At that moment, I don't know how many people splattered blood under the swords of their comrades.
"Hahahaha..."
A wild laugh, even slightly immature, resounded throughout the audience.
The golden soldiers came back to their senses, followed the sound of the sound and walked around, only to see a boy in black with blood still flowing on his feet, half-lying and half sitting on the ground, just throwing his hands away. The sword on the upper side, looking at them, laughed unscrupulously.
"Fuck!"
"Take him alive!"
The Jin Bing who had awakened, though dumb, still roared angrily.
Without knowing how many machetes, Qi Qi greeted the boy in black.
With a sound of "Dang Ying", a machete struck across, driving away all these sharp blades.
The golden men who were like frightened birds stepped back, but after seeing the person in front of them clearly, they were full of anger.
"Ahe kills Aru, what do you mean?"
"you… "
"Spirit..."
The Jinbing general who sacked everyone's long swords in one breath also took a few breaths of self-respect, but ignored the scolding of those in front of him.
He pointed a long knife diagonally at the young man sitting on the ground, and shouted hoarsely: "Which unit of Song State was the one that attacked last night? There are several thousand people in total? Say! Say it!"
The black-clothed boy's black-and-white eyes stared at the golden soldier fearlessly, his eyes revealed incomparable pride: "There are fifty of us, including me!"
There was an unspeakable suffocation.
The Jin Jun who surrounded the boy exploded the pot and called out.
Talking about each other, but he couldn't conceal the young man's long and passionate smile: "The so-called golden man has more than 15,000 knights, but he can't resist the fifty sons of the Song Dynasty. You can't go back soon. Go to your hometown in the Northeast, otherwise, waiting for my great Song army to arrive, you will surely slay your Jurchen barbarians without leaving a piece of armour and subjugate the country and the species."
A cold light condensed in Ahe killing Aru's eyes, and the knife in his hand fell straight on the young man's head: "You dare to confuse the crowd and disturb the military's morale! Kill!"
The young boy looked to the upper left, showing a look of reverence, but he didn't even glance at the long knife that fell straight down. Instead, a smile appeared on his delicate face, and he said softly but firmly: "It will definitely be. !"
All the golden men couldn't help but follow his line of sight. Suddenly, the whole world became silent again.
Ahe's knife that killed Aru was fixed on the young man's head, but he couldn't help shaking slightly.
In the chaos last night, almost all the temporary camps have been trampled down.
Looking at it now, a piece of seven-foot-long silk fell in the air on the towering flag banner in front of the Dragon King Temple.
"Those who commit a strong man will be punished even if they are far away!"
Suddenly, no one was suspicious of Xin Qiji's arrogant words.
Zhao Kuangyin's eight dragons, flying and phoenix characters written in the blood of the golden man were like the most agitated shouts of the heroes of the Song Dynasty, resounding in the hearts of every golden soldier present.
……
The sound of "Boom boom boom" knocked the ears of Shunchang city guards from a distance.
Even though the night of rain is still uninterrupted, the soldiers guarding the city cannot see the muddy water and smoke rising in the distance.
However, all of them who have been on the battlefield sternly clenched their swords and guns in their hands.
Only with the sound of hoofs that seemed to be low, but made the entire ground of Shunchang City tremble slightly, they could judge that this was a cavalry team of tens of millions, with the highest Speed, launched a charge towards Shunchang City.
Zhang Xian's heart sank to the bottom.
The Golden Pioneer Army went straight to Shunchang City, and that was the failure of the attack on the camp last night.
The emperor commanded him...
He shook his head, shook the thought out of his mind, and commanded the sergeants in an unhurried manner, brought in all kinds of equipment to defend the city, and formed a formation.
It's near!
Closer!
Zhang Xian suddenly shook his whole body, and the expression on his face changed from horror to unbelievable, from unbelievable to unspeakable ecstasy.
Above the rushing horse like a cloud downstairs, everyone could see Zhao Kuangyin, who was in control of thousands of horses, with a bright smiling face at a glance.
"Win!" Zhang Xian roared a little choked wildly throughout the city of Shunchang.
Shunchang City is boiling.
The tens of thousands of people still in the city, beating gongs and drums, took out all kinds of food that they were reluctant to eat, and swarmed the streets and alleys to pay homage to their heroes.
It has been five years, and it has been five years since Yue Shuai was recalled to the capital by twelve gold medals.
The court of the Song Dynasty, single-mindedly discussed peace, the people of Jiangbei, endured humiliation and survived.
For more than five years, they had to get accustomed to the golden man's brave and majesty, and they had to get used to the stubborn smile of the Song people when they faced the golden man.
There is no lack of passionate men among them, and they have also thought about following the king's master and expelling the Tartars, but the ruthless reality again and again made them almost completely lose their confidence.
This time, the army of the golden men is coming by sweeping the world. If it weren’t for them are poor people who have nowhere to go, and they don’t want to leave their hometowns, they have already moved out of the city with the first few batches. The people ran away.
Staying here, they almost have the heart to die together with Shunchang City.
No one had thought that the newly-arrived Superintendent Observer would create such an unimaginable miracle as soon as he acted.
Waves of people threw these victorious heroes into the air again and again, caught them, and threw them up again.
The soldiers of the Yue Family Army still guarded everywhere in accordance with their duties, maintaining order and running the defense of Shunchang City.
There was also a group of people, led by Liu Zifang, who took over the "Tiefutu" horse team of the Golden Man who had been forcibly driven back.
All of them were still doing the same work as usual, and there was no superfluous expression on their faces.
However, Zhao Kuangyin knew clearly that this army had already used his own way to express himself the highest respect a soldier could give.
That is the look in his eyes, full of indomitable momentum and fighting spirit!
Zhao Kuangyin had no doubt that as long as he gave an order, the 70,000 Yue Family Army in Shunchang City would not hesitate to hand their lives completely into his own hands.
Zhao Kuangyin wanted to look up to the sky and howl, in a daze, he seemed to return to the past of the past where the horses and horses were suspenseful and horizontal.
Army soul!
This Yue family army, who had been idled for more than seven years, finally regained his own heroic spirit in the army!
Even if the same simple military posture is standing, the suffocating aura revealed by any soldier of the Yue Family Army today is enough to make ordinary people avoid a short distance unconsciously.
Although this was just a short-term encounter with the enemy's vanguard, in the minds of the 70,000 Yue family troops and even the tens of thousands of people who remained in Shunchang City, they seemed to have forgotten that they were hundreds of miles away from Shunchang City , There is also an army of hundreds of thousands of golden men coming from coercion.
They have never been as confident as they are now, firmly believing that victory must belong to their own side.