The Xixia armored cavalry not only has high defensive power, but also has terrifying mobility.

After they crushed through the snow, they roared towards the Song army's defense further behind.

"No! Get back to defense quickly..."

Tian Zhong, the captain on the right wing, shouted, but it was too late.

After the Xixia Iron Cavalry tore through the weakest line of defense behind the Song Army, they rushed in with their axes in hand, amidst the flying blood and flesh.

The Song Army's defense was torn apart and bloody at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Countless people were knocked away in an instant, their heads were split open with axes, they were crushed and trampled by the terrifying momentum, and they bid farewell to this world completely.

More Xixia cavalry roared madly from behind, turning into an indestructible iron sword in the wind and snow, tearing open the winter ice!

The Xixia people finally found the weakest point of the Song army.

After rushing in, they quickly turned into rows of iron waves, crushing the Song army layer by layer and collapsing.

Under the impact of steel, every muscle and bone of the flesh-and-blood body was broken. As the head rolled, the internal organs and brains were mixed with the wind and snow, turning into pieces of dead flowers.

Some Song soldiers tried to use their bodies to block the Xixia people's iron armor charge, but it was immediately proved to be in vain.

The terrifying iron cavalry formed a strong wave of impact and trampled almost everything into pulp.

Countless young men in their youth bid farewell to their families forever.

After several attempts to resist failed, the Song army's right wing had been cut open and it had completely lost its resistance.

However, the Xixia cavalry did not end its attack, but rolled over the Song army's center like a whirlwind.

"Report! Something bad has happened!" The scout hurriedly came over, "Deputy Commander Liu, the Xixia cavalry raided the rear of our right wing, and the right wing is in chaos!"

Liu Xi's expression changed suddenly.

Wang Fu was panicked: "What should we do now?"

Cold sweat broke out on Liu Xi's forehead. In a hurry, he said decisively: "Bang the drum! The whole army attacks! Kill the Western bandits with me!"

Wang Fu said: "Deputy Commander Liu, if we attack with the whole army now, aren't we looking for death?"

Liu Xi came down from the high platform with some determination. He turned around and looked at Wang Fu and said, "There is no way out! From the moment we entered the battlefield, we were ready to return in horse leather!"

After saying that, he drew his sword and, surrounded by his guards, got on his horse.

Screams came from the rear, but the war drums of the Song army had already sounded.

While the military flag was waving, the horn sounded and the Chinese army began to take action.

The left wing also received the order and began to charge forward crazily.

The battle situation has become chaotic, and both sides are using their last strength to fight for time.

Behind them, Xixia's armored cavalry quickly rushed up in a forest of blood and flesh and began to attack the middle of the Song army.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier. The Song troops standing on Weirong Stronghold saw the huge battlefield stretching for miles below and saw the Xixia cavalry coming from behind like a mountain and the sea, and they were all desperate.

When Liu Xi and his men rushed forward, the men of the Song Army's forward battalion had already penetrated the Xixia people's forward battalion and rushed to the Xixia Central Army.

Zhang Qian's 6,000 troops have also entered.

Zhang Qian himself was killed and turned into a bloody man.

The tenacious Xixia army also had a terrifying fighting spirit, and was barely defeated by the Song army in waves.

But after the huge battlefield enters melee, there is no way to end it quickly.

To the north of Weirong Village, it has completely turned into a Shura field.

At this moment, human life has become a piece of grass on the roadside.

Originally, the Song Army had a slight advantage in the positional battle.

It's a pity that the Xixia Iron Cavalry came in and killed them!

They frantically cut open and dispersed the Song army, and countless Song soldiers died in pain.

Liu Xi himself fought all the way to the Xixia army, even cutting numerous gaps with the ax in his hand.

He roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes bloodshot.

However, everything he did was in vain, it was just the last desperate resistance in the great defeat.

The left and right wings of the Xixia people all started to take action and joined in this horrific massacre.

As time passed, the Song army's great defeat finally arrived.

The situation has changed from a mixed killing to now, the combat effectiveness of the Song army has been greatly reduced, and the Xixia people have begun to rush forward in large numbers to kill.

In fact, Liu Xi could have escaped, but he chose to stay.

As dusk approached, the wind and snow gradually weakened.

The Song army at the back was disintegrated and died in battle, and only a small number of people in the front remained.

The Xixia people surrounded them and told them to surrender without death.

But they stepped over the corpses of their comrades, holding the axes that had been chopped out of shape, using up the last of their strength to bravely face the cruel enemy.

The fighting will of this small group of people is exceptionally strong, and their armor has completely turned red.

Some people were missing an arm, some had their armor on their shoulders dented, and some even had a broken leg and were limping forward.

People continued to die in battle, and no one thought of escaping.

It seems that they have become calm instead. That kind of silent calm is a person's last strength.

It is an unyielding force.

Liu Xi turned around and looked over. He saw his old subordinate Zhang Qian. He seemed to be recalling the battle of Chang'an and following Liu Qi to defeat the Jin army's kidnappers.

At that time, their glory shone brightly in the Western Army.

From that time on, they reorganized their teams and followed Liu Qi to fight against Xixia, making great achievements in battle.

Liu Xi suddenly felt that all the glory in life was just a passing cloud.

At this time, it seemed like there was nothing left.

He had no regrets in his heart because he felt that dying on the battlefield was the best destination for a soldier.

Slowly, the number of Song soldiers became less and less, and eventually even the personal guards around Liu Xi were killed in the battle.

"Deputy Commander." Zhang Qian limped over and helped Liu Xi, who was more seriously injured.

The two people stood in the wind and snow, facing countless Xixia people who were surrounding them.

The two grown men supported each other and walked over step by step.

They walked very slowly.

The Xixia people didn't understand what they wanted to do, let alone why they were still so calm at this point.

Zhang Qian rushed over first and used his last strength to hit a Xixia soldier on the head with an axe, killing the Xixia soldier on the spot.

Later, he was hit in the head by a Xixia soldier with a hammer.

There was a muffled bang, and Zhang Qian's helmet was dented.

His whole body was shaken, and he staggered two steps. In a daze, he fell to the ground, fell on one of his men, and stopped moving.

Liu Xi, on the other hand, roared angrily, like a wounded tiger, and used an ax full of gaps to hit the neck of the Xixia soldier who just killed Zhang Qian.

When the ax went down, his head was cut off, and a large amount of blood was splashed on the people around him.

But everyone has no expression, because this scene is happening all the time today.

Liu Xi rushed into the Xixia people and was drowned in the fighting.

The snowfield stretching for ten miles north of Weirong Village has been completely dyed red.

The cold wind stirred up layers of red snow and mist.

The wind and snow howled in the mountains and forests, as if the souls of the dead soldiers were chanting ancient songs.

The good news quickly spread to the coaching camp in the west of the city. After receiving the good news, Li Renli couldn't believe it.

"The entire Song army was wiped out!" Li Renli suddenly stood up.

"Your Highness, this is the head of the general of the Song Army."

After Ye Cirong saw Liu Xi's head, he said: "This is indeed the head of the Song Army general!"

"Okay!" Li Renli was overjoyed.

He was originally unwilling to take action against the Song Army. He only wanted to exert pressure and negotiate to get Yinzhou back.

Li Liangfu laughed and said: "Your Highness, we can take advantage of the victory to pursue and march to Yinzhou City!"

"Yinzhou City is impregnable and not easy to capture!" Li Renli took a deep breath.

Since the Song army took Yinzhou back, they have continued to reinforce Yinzhou City, and later opened up the appeasement grain road and built Mizhi Village.

Otherwise, Li Qianshun wouldn't have used probing tactics.

Li Renli smiled and said: "However, if our army defeats the Song army, the morale of the Song army in Yinzhou will inevitably be damaged. We can send people to negotiate again, and continue to put pressure on the Song army while fighting. Let's see how long the Song Dynasty can sustain the Eastern Conquest of Goryeo!" "

The dark night seemed to be splashed with ink, frozen by the cold wind.

A team starting from Yinzhou crossed the mountains and arrived in the west of Weirong Village in the ice and snow.
Chapter completed!