"Arrived… "
"Here..."
"Damn, who is faster than us?"
"Kill...Kill..."
The Jurchen cavalry led by Jin Wushu swiftly traveled all the way, but suddenly heard the faint sound of golden and iron mingling not far away, looking very hard, you can already see the shadowy figures coming and going. , It seemed that someone had already rushed ahead of them, and fought with the defeated Song army.
They all think that the remnant army of Song people they are chasing is the master of the Song Dynasty emperor. Seeing victory is right in front of them, they don't know which group of people actually rushed out at this juncture, and even went around in front of them. Go, they are chasing along the road, without stopping, how can they be willing to give this great credit to people at this kind of knotty, so they all add to their own horses, and they ran into the fighting place. .
After months of fierce battles under Shuzhou City, hard work to break the city, coupled with days of pursuit along the road, and repeated battles, the Song people have become the end of the battle, but they are just making the last sense of struggle. The concept has already been imprinted on each of them. It has been deeply imprinted, and the tiredness of continuous fighting for months, especially in the past few days, has not rested in chasing the remnant army, and even has to be wary of the remnants of the Song Dynasty desperately fighting back. It is to make them numb as a soldier who has experienced many battles, and the vigilance that they should have.
They just want to kill all these Song people well, and end this already too long chase and bloody battle as soon as possible, and then they can get a good night's sleep in peace of mind.
Even if it was Jin Wushu who followed closely, facing this place suitable for army ambush that should have made him cautious and fearful, but his heart moved, he also took a selfie and rushed over.
Based on his understanding of the Emperor of Song Dynasty, and his judgment on the military strength of the two countries of Song and Jin, no matter how you look at the current situation, the people of Song have already been driven to a dead end.
Especially this battle has been under his personal command, so he has always felt that no one knows the situation of the two sides better than him.
Although Jin Wushu has been on the battlefield for a long time and is scheming, but in any case, he is ultimately a flesh and blood body.
The pursuit of bloody battles over the past few days, even though it was Jin Wushu, has smoothed out that patience and vigilance a lot. Seeing that the overall situation will be set, he can't help but feel anxious for a while.
"kill!"
The rushing Jurchen cavalry waved the long sword and big axe in their hands, braided their hair flying, and licked their lips with their bright red tongues, as if they had tasted the blood of the Song people, and ran straight into the fighting crowd.
One hundred feet...
Fifty feet...
"Song Gou is here, come..."
"The emperor of the Southern Kingdom was caught..."
"wrong!"
"How is it..."
"Reinforcements... are reinforcements..."
"No, don't come here..."
A crowd of shouts suddenly rang.
And what makes the Jurchen cavalry most at a loss for a while is that these shouts are more different and even contradictory, but they are all in the purest Jurchen language, and they don’t sound like they’re true. .
Those Jurchen cavalry who rushed to the front also retreated from their horses, loudly not knowing what they were calling, but it made the cavalry behind do not know what to advance or retreat.
The narrowness at the entrance stretched the queue. Jin Wushu, who was behind the fall, didn't know what happened before, but he suddenly reined in and froze his body.
After all, he is a battle-tested veteran. Even though he has lost part of his vigilance under the dual impact of fatigue and excitement, his nearly intuitive sensitivity to danger that has been tempered in the course of hundreds of battles is In any case, it will not be lost.
He turned his head abruptly, but was shocked to find that the path looked a little different when he came here. He raised his hand and wanted to send orders to his side to speak. There was a sudden shock from all directions. The sky screamed for killing, but it drowned everything at this moment.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The endless Song Dynasty sergeants, just as if they suddenly grew out of the ground, like a tiger out of control, rushed to the Jurchen troops.
In the shallow grass that seems to be unable to hide anything, there are countless horse-falling pits, stumbling horses, and arrows, scattered like locusts and rain. For a time, it seems to be like a Jurchen in all directions. Wailing. The Song army clashed with each other, and the Jurchen cavalry was scattered everywhere, but it was as if everyone was fighting separately.
The guardsman next to Jin Wushu was finally one of the best warriors from a hundred miles. At this time, he followed Jin Wushu’s order to give orders, but he was intact. Although the Song army general who was suddenly rushed out was in a row. It’s chaotic, but wherever the flags and drums can reach, those Jurchen cavalry forces follow the flags and drums to retreat to defense. Although the Jurchen cavalry is mainly offensive, defense is secondary, and the weapons in hand are all defensive. Unfavorable offensive, and along the way, Jurchens continued to fall off their horses due to the attacks of the Song army, but they still managed to stand on the mountain wall in a very short period of time. With long spears and arrows, they temporarily forced the Song who was constantly attacking from all sides. National sergeants, and even more troops, used hooks to continuously detect and break the traps and obstacles on the ground. For a time, it turned out to be hierarchical and clear.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhao Kuangyin had a clear view of the current situation. Wang Gui beside him couldn't help but exclaimed: "The Jurchen barbarians are not all incompetent."
Liu Zifang also frowned and said: "Jin Wushu is not a person who is waiting for a while, it is time, and then rush to kill, but don't let him find out the reality of our side."
Zhao Kuangyin laughed dumbly: "Yes, the opening gong has been knocked loud enough, and then it should be the harlequin's turn.
"Hahaha..." As the generals looked up to the sky and laughed, flags were raised one after another on the top of the mountain.
……
Jin Wushu was in the middle of the policy and responded to the command. Seeing that these sergeants who had experienced battles were immersed in a defensive formation under the command of the Song army, they suddenly retreated from all sides like a tide, and they were shocked. Suddenly, at the place where the Song Army retreated in the west corner, a cavalry rushed out at an angle, shouting a trumpet and rushing straight towards the army formed by him.
The Jurchen knight standing at the outermost edge of the army was holding a crossbow and was about to launch an arrow, but the cavalry who was colliding in front of them were screaming in Jurchen.
After careful identification, it was Wan Yanyong and Han Chang who led the way to chase another Jurchen cavalry of the Song army, but it turned out that they had already entered the ground first, and Fang had been heartbroken since they were smashed by the Song army. At this moment, the chaos did not form an array. At this time, the Song Army suddenly retreated for no reason, but saw that another cavalry on his side was not far away. Hu Xiaoyiao directly urged the horse to rush towards this side.
They were trapped not long at this time, the number of them was extremely large, but they were so scared that they could not become an army. They came over like a group of headless flies, and there were people along the way constantly being obstructed by the traps in the grass. Stumbled, but they were so tired that they hit themselves again. After falling down, some people were still struggling to climb in the direction of Jinwushu, and they were trampled into flesh by the men and horses behind, causing tragic hardship. In other words, the situation is even more chaotic.
"Let the arrow!"
As Jin Wushu gritted his teeth, these two words came out between his teeth.