The midday sun began to turn pale and dazzling, and the fierce battle near the south gate of Hanzhong City was becoming more intense by the minute.

From early morning to noon, Wanyan Xiyin commanded the troops to launch six consecutive waves of large-scale attacks. The first two waves of attacks were relatively stable, which could be regarded as a test of the strength of the Chinese army. After learning that the battlefield conditions were not right, the subsequent attacks

The four large-scale attacks came almost like storms and thunder. According to the feeling on the battlefield, there were already tens of thousands of people in the opposing army taking turns to participate in the attacks.

There is only a slight gap between each round of large and small attacks. It is a short period of time for one thousand-man Jurchen team to retreat after encountering obstacles and the next thousand-man team to rush forward.

The sound of explosions and fighting came from far away. Chen Hai got up from the pool of blood, his body already shaky. The attack on this position was repulsed, and the fighting on several other positions continued.

Thick blood dripped from his hair. He stretched out his hand to wipe it. The smell of blood filled his nose. Corpses were piled up on the ground beside him, some of which were Jurchens and some of his companions. Third Battalion Commander Chen Kuquan collapsed on the ground.

There, his stomach was split open by the enemy's knife, and his internal organs flowed out, sticky and greasy.

No matter how long they have been fighting on the battlefield, people cannot adapt to such a sticky feeling. Chen Hai reached out and wiped his eyes, and then because his eyes were blurred by blood, he wiped them with the relatively clean sleeve of his right hand. He

He squatted down and closed Chen Kuquan's eyes. This was his comrade who had been with him the longest. When he became the squad leader, Chen Kuquan was one of the soldiers in the squad. Now, none of the soldiers in that squad were in front of him.

The sounds and breaths in my ears then became real. There were running figures, soldiers looking for the wounded, and someone running over to report: "...the second battalion commander died." The second battalion commander's name was Chang Feng, and he was a big man with pimples on his face.

Tall.

"...The battalion commander sacrificed himself on top of the company commander. When all the company commanders died, the platoon commander replaced him."

Chen Hai said this calmly, and then walked up to the little bumpkin on the side: "Hurry up and bandage those who are injured! Count the number of people in each battalion! The golden dog will be here soon! Look at the comrades who are gone beside you! They are

He died for us, how can we repay him——"

He exhausted all his strength, and when he shouted the last sentence, his usually quiet and cold voice even became a little hoarse.

The battlefield was dyed red in the corpses and pools of blood, and most of the people who were still alive turned a sticky red color. No matter how much experience people have, it is difficult to adapt to this sticky touch. But some people will because

Vomiting out the pain, some people will choose to throw such huge pain back on the head of the abuser.

As a result, people's bodies can have a little more fighting power.

In front of the Jurchen formation in the east, a group of thousands who had become confused in the fighting had withdrawn one after another. Wanyan Xiyin looked ahead. He had clearly seen the entire situation on the opposite side. The strength of the Chinese army was only four thousand.

Around five days of fierce fighting, they repelled the elite Jurchen attacks wave after wave.

The midday sun was so white that it was dazzling. Just like this attack and defense, it was so long that he felt a little disgusted. The soldiers under his command were already fighting hard, but what was happening in front of him was just because the defense line on the opposite side was too tough. Xiyin could only

Watching one's own superior forces rush into the opponent's formation, and then retreat in the midst of fighting, confusion and even partial collapse. In fact, the opponent did not take advantage of many fortifications.

The fighting in Hanzhong City was actually continuing. Some Jin troops pushed the Han people out, and the Chinese army built barricades with debris on the streets, making it difficult for the crowd to move forward. The small-scale Chinese army crossed the crowd and rushed in.

There was a lot of chaos in the city - most of the soldiers in the city were defeated and retreated on the battlefield. They were so desperate that Wanyan Xiyin couldn't think about it for a while.

The old man frowned. Although he still looked calm, the blood on his forehead was still throbbing with anxiety. About twenty miles to the west, Zong Han was fighting on the decisive battlefield. As soon as he confirmed the news,

Xiyin originally had several options to make, such as abandoning this position and letting most of the troops bypass Hanzhong City to support Zong Han, or boarding a fleet and sailing up the Han River - of course this is the case

The most inefficient thing is that the Han River is currently in flood season, and the water flow is even more rapid after passing Hanzhong. I am afraid no one can walk fast along that stretch, and you may encounter an attack by the Chinese army when you reach the shore.

These deductions are meaningless, because if your own army cannot defeat the 4,000 people on the opposite side in Hanzhong, then many things that follow will become meaningless.

Zong Han is not a child. He does not need to feel that the other party needs rescue when he learns that the other party is under attack - especially when 30,000 people are attacked by more than 10,000 people, and there are still many skirmishers on the battlefield who can be gathered.

, his own unit, which is the farthest away from the opponent, does not need to rush over in a hurry. Zong Han will not make too many mistakes in tactics, because he falls into a trap or is ambushed and suffers a big loss from the opponent...

He used a fierce offensive to defeat the Chinese army, and then supported the battlefield, which was the most correct way to fight. If he could defeat the opponent in one hour, it would be best. If not, it would take half a day, but half a day passed. The opponent's tenacity finally showed

It made him feel a little anxious.

If the entire Chinese Seventh Army had such combat strength, what would the Tuanshan battlefield be like?

"Tula." He waved his command flag down, "It's your turn. The Chinese army is at the end of its powerful crossbow... penetrate them——"

Meng'an named Tula obeyed the order, and the war drums became more intense under the noon sun.

Zong Han is not a child, he will not make tactical mistakes.

And I must win here to make sure that the entire battlefield is winnable.

He looked at the daylight.

In just one more hour, we can defeat them.

"kill--"

As another round of military formations rushed out, the old man waved his sword and shouted loudly.

Then came the shouts of thousands of Jurchens, like thunder, sweeping across the entire battlefield. The continuous addition of effective forces brought new morale to the Jurchen soldiers who were still fighting on the battlefield.

Chen Hai raised his sword and faced the oncoming enemy, and a small soldier was sent out to summon him.

"Tell Brigadier Lin that our regiment no longer has a reserve team."

He didn't ask for support, because he could probably guess the other party's answer. Lin Dongshan would probably say: "Me neither, just hold on to me." But he still had to tell Lin Dongshan such a message, because if he

With everyone here dead, Lin Dongshan has to figure out what to do.

Soon after, Xiaobing came back with Lin Dongshan's reply, and the position here was already plunged into a wave of fighting.

…

The pale sunshine overlooks the earth. From the west gate of Hanzhong, on the road to Tuanshan, frictions of various sizes are also taking place.

There are not many soldiers dispatched here by the Chinese army, but since the morning, two companies of soldiers have been hovering near the west gate of Hanzhong, either intercepting and killing the Jurchen scouts who were sending messages, or attacking the Jurchens who were retreating to Hanzhong.

The soldiers were fighting against the autumn wind, and they even launched two rounds of feint attacks on the city gate. The momentum was so intense that the soldiers defending the city closed the city gate tightly and basically did not dare to go out.

After that time, Wanyan Yuchi led more than 3,000 people to fight out from the west gate, preparing to go to Tuanshan. They were also attacked by these two teams at the first time. They relied on the mountainous terrain to attack the Jurchen troops walking on the road.

Launched an attack, and even launched two iron cannons captured from unknown sources to bombard Wanyan Yuchi's military formation. Wanyan Yuchi had to send cavalry to expel them, and the two companies hurriedly hid in the forest.

In the middle, he took on the posture of stubbornly resisting and stalling for time.

Wanyan Yuchi's 3,000-man team included nearly 1,000 cavalry. If he wanted to annihilate these two companies of the Chinese army, there would be no problem, but he knew the opponent's purpose, so he had no choice but to use the cavalry to launch rockets, ignite the woods, and let the infantry hurry up.

pass.

Six miles west of Hanzhong, a small group called Qingyangyi was occupied by a battalion of Chinese soldiers. Around noon, more than two hundred people discovered Wanyan Yuchi who had been killed, so they built fortifications and launched an attack.

Wanyan Yuchi also launched an offensive and fought with the opponent for half an hour. However, the defense on the other side was extremely strong. He finally decided to leave from the side road and go to Tuanshan first to avoid being held back by more than two hundred people.

, unable to reach the battlefield.

Not long after passing Qingyangyi, someone came over to the side of the road again. Three Chinese soldiers were hiding in the grass on the side of the road. When the Jurchen troops passed by, they jumped out and threw three grenades. Then they ran away. They crossed the small road next to them.

They then jumped into a small river not far away and flew away - this was obviously a strategy planned based on the terrain. The nearby cavalry quickly chased after them, but still failed to shoot them before they fell into the water.

He had been following Wanyan Xiyin and had never participated in the battle in the southwest. It was not until Hanzhong that he officially started fighting against the Chinese Seventh Army. He had also learned about this Chinese army through the defeat on the battlefield, but at this moment,

Wanyan Yuchi finally felt extremely annoyed by this group of troops that seemed to dare to attack him no matter how many people there were.

Those who are good at scouting and fighting in the field may have weaknesses in frontal combat. With this thought in his mind, he set his sights on Tuan Mountain to the west...

…

At this moment, in the southeast of Tuanshan Mountain, between the hills and lowlands leading to Hanzhong, fighting was boiling into a furious tide in the storm.

It was just after noon. The most tenacious counterattack led by Wanyan Zonghan began.

Under the sky, there were a large number of soldiers scattered within a radius of several miles. The corpses were left unattended on the battlefield. Smoke and dust were still rising from the positions after the shelling. In the core area of ​​​​the inner circle, fierce fighting was taking shape.

Yan Zonghan mobilized the core elite of 8,000 men under his command, and pounced crazily on Qin Shaoqian's troops on the hills to the northeast.

After half a day of fighting, half of the troops on the periphery had collapsed, and the remaining troops still numbered in the thousands. After experiencing defeat and fleeing, it was just a number. Only the eight thousand people on the inner periphery still kept fighting.

Will, the middle and high-level generals leading these soldiers were promoted from the personal guards who had followed Zong Han for many years, as well as Zong Han's in-laws and close relatives. Following Zong Han's call, these people also understood that the moment had finally come when they needed to sacrifice.

At the turn of the afternoon, the first thousand-man team led by the Jurchen Meng Anchala launched a fierce charge on the battlefield in the northeast. This was a veteran who had been with Zong Han since the Aguda uprising. This year, he

Fifty-five years old, tall, but because of the deformity of the little finger on his right hand, his early performance was not good - it was also because of the early stars of the Jin Kingdom - he followed Zong Han for many years, and his eldest daughter married Xie Bao as his concubine.

, although he has grown older these years, he is full of energy and extremely brave. It is said that he has many concubines in his home, and he plays songs every night without any signs of fatigue.

After determining Qin Shaoqian's position and setting the target, he was the first to come out and ask for orders to charge. Zong Han looked at him and nodded.

The veteran Jurchen general brandished his axe, and then led more than a thousand of his men to rush toward the Chinese army on the hills ahead.

A battalion of the Chinese Army came up from the front. They were more than 200 people from the first battalion of the third brigade of the second regiment of the first division. As the first battalion blocked it, the second battalion immediately came from the side and divided their troops to deal with it. The hills and

In the chaos, arrows flew first, and then there were explosions. After the two sides fought hand-to-hand, the throwing of grenades and fire thunders continued. In the blink of an eye, the structures of both sides were torn into chaos, and a large number of Chinese soldiers moved towards

The Jurchen general wielding a big ax slashed past.

When the organization was in chaos, even the Jurchen elite could see a small number of soldiers subconsciously fleeing to the side after losing their restraints. Zong Han called Wanyan Saba's cavalry: "Enforce military law! Those who flee will be killed!"

As the cavalry rushed out, Zong Han ordered Meng'an Wanyan Zhentu to lead another thousand-man team to press forward. This was the cousin of Shi Yema and Xie Bao. He was thirty-two years old, held the title of earl of Xijun, and was brave in battle.

.After receiving the order, press forward.

The sounds of shouting and fighting were so chaotic that it was annoying. Some of the Jurchen troops could be said to be in order. However, the Chinese troops who were coming from all directions looked chaotic and troublesome at first glance. Most of them had already experienced a

In terms of numbers and physical strength, the two battles were inferior to those on our side, but the problem is that even if they have the advantage in numbers, as long as the people on our side are thrown out, they will basically be destroyed after being disrupted on the battlefield.

He could no longer be captured, but the Chinese army on the opposite side could still charge forward.

Wanyan Zhentu's second thousand-man team was blocked by the chaotic soldiers of his own. Before support could be reached, the thousands of people led by Zha La had been smashed into pieces by the Chinese army's criss-crossing offensive. The guards gathered towards Zha La

, trying to protect the general and retreating to join Wanyan Zhentu, two grenades were thrown over, drowning the crowd in smoke and dust, and several soldiers of the Chinese Army rushed into the crowd.

The fighting was chaotic. Through the field of vision of the telescope, Zong Han could still see the figure of Zha La wielding a big ax and striking bravely. A soldier of the Chinese Army rushed towards him and flew to the ground with him. Zha La's figure rolled
To be continued...