A long horn sound of "dirty~" sounded from the north gate of Haiyang City.
That was Zhan Xiang, a girl with a broad mind and the largest natural lung capacity. After taking a deep breath, she blew a horn on her waist with another cup.
The sudden and shrill sound of the horn, even on such a rainy night, immediately conveyed a long distance.
Amidst the sound of such horns, everyone in Xuange camp also took different actions.
A little further away, several miles away, when Yang Dongli heard the sound of the horn, he immediately yelled "mount the horse".
Under such an order, the 370 people who had stood directly in the heavy rain, soaking in the rain silently, wiped their faces with rainwater.
One after another, they all lifted off the oilcloths that covered the war horses.
Yes, that's right! These people would rather get caught in the rain than have their horses get caught in the rain.
Because war horses are more delicate than people and are more important in the upcoming battle, they must be taken care of carefully.
Therefore, Hu Biao knew that he must be killed as soon as possible.
It's like a wild beast that wants to kill an opponent before it dies.
Another point that needs to be explained is that Yang Dongli and others wore a layer of leather armor covered with some iron armor pieces on the heads, chests and abdomen of these war horses.
As long as they persisted for a few seconds, a dozen reinforcements would arrive behind them.
At this time, the Jurchen Muke finally collapsed to the ground softly.
This is also the most important trump card in Hu Biao's actions tonight; as long as they can rush into the city, it will be a massacre for the defenders who got up in a hurry.
In the following time, his right hand picked up the mace again and smashed it against Xu Feng's head; that person's strong vitality was a bit unscientific.
If it weren't for the poor riding skills of many people who staggered a bit on horseback, the scene would have been even more spectacular...
This grandson must die now.
This allowed people like Hu Biao to clearly see the power and ferocity of the Jurchens at their peak. It was not without reason that the Song and Liao families were defeated in front of such opponents.
Instinctively, he stopped charging and narrowly passed the stick.
When the horse's speed gradually increased, there was no need for Yang Dongli to issue unnecessary orders.
Despite such a serious injury, the Jurchen Muke still did not collapse completely.
But before getting here, you need to kill all the opponents blocking the north gate.
It's just that Mouke just groaned after being hit by a flying knife.
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When he rushed over, Hu Biao raised his right hand, and a flying knife rushed towards the Adam's apple on Mou Ke's neck, directly calling him over.
However, Hu Biao was able to use the flying knife with almost perfect accuracy, but this time he failed to achieve the expected results.
In an instant, the intensive sound of horse hooves became the most powerful sound on the battlefield.
Judging from Hu Biao's historical knowledge and the appearance of that Jurchen, he should be just a centurion-level plotter who commanded about a hundred troops.
Just as Xu Feng was hesitating whether to let go of the spear and retreat to avoid the opening of the mace.
But even so, he didn't die completely; he was holding the gun shaft pierced by the windmill outside his lower abdomen in his hand, looking at everyone with ferocious eyes.
And under the light of bright lightning, these heavy cavalry who were returning to Haiyang City had a forest of spears in their hands.
What gave Hu Biao such a reaction was that five or six meters away on the right hand side, there was a staircase that sloped downwards and finally reached the north gate.
At the same time, other Liao soldiers blocking the stairs were stabbed to death on the spot one by one by Yue Fei and others.
Ordinarily, this kind of injury is not serious.
While roaring wildly, he decisively took the remaining six men around him, composed of Jurchens and Liao soldiers, and retreated while fighting, and took the initiative to retreat to the entrance of the stairs.
When that time comes, not only will Hu Biao and the others be completely cut off from their idea of opening the city gate.
Coincidentally, there happened to be a bolt of lightning in the sky at this moment, which briefly dispersed the heavy night.
Even when Hu Biao and Xu Feng saw this, they turned the gun barrels in their hands vigorously, and the corners of Mou Ke's mouth couldn't help but start to bleed.
But such a small official brought a lot of trouble to Hu Biao and the others.
Lao Yang and a group of heavy cavalry troops, no matter how long the spears are, and how powerful the impact is, there is no way they can ride their horses directly to the city wall.
Everyone spontaneously took a long spear from the horse's hook and pointed it straight ahead with their right hand and armpit.
For example: the Jurchen officer who wielded a mace in his hand and smashed big fish off the city wall successively, and also killed several soldiers in the camp.
Now, this guy sees that he can no longer drive everyone off the city wall.
And at a position a little further away, there might not be hundreds of people who are about to kill them.
Holding a spear he picked up in both hands, he took the lead and killed in the direction to the right.
Then, as if nothing was wrong, this guy waved the mace in his hand and swiped out the two men, Hu Biao and Xu Feng, who rushed in front of him.
This allowed them to temporarily become heavily armored cavalry.
After lifting the oilcloth, Wu Zu, Ah Li and others mounted their horses one after another like Yang Dongli, whipped their horses and rushed towards the north gate of Haiyang City.
After Mouke quickly twisted his body, the flying knife pierced his left shoulder; it penetrated through the gap between the armor plates, at least to a depth of five or six centimeters.
The AT was already charging forward with a one-handed shield. Even though he was hit by a stick and was knocked back several steps, the two rookies, Windmill and Gustrel, who rushed up from behind, seized the opportunity and stabbed him twice in the lower abdomen.
Seeing this, Hu Biao first kicked out and knocked down the Jurchen who was lying on the ground, then kicked him to the ground.
If they could hold on for a minute, it would have basically been reflected that other places were probably feints. The key defenders were here at the north gate, and they were currently rushing towards this direction in large numbers.
While he was still holding on, he slammed his left arm down hard.
In the Song Dynasty, he was just a minor official in the battalion with an average head.
However, during the period when everyone was blocked at the entrance of the stairs, more than twenty Liao soldiers came to kill them. Five or six of them formed a spear formation with long spears in their hands, and they had already rushed to the middle of the stairs.
As long as they rush down the stairs and open the north door, Lao Yang and his party can crash in like a steamroller if they don't ride properly.
At the same time, he yelled the word "kill~", and the spears in Hu Biao's and Xu Feng's hands pierced through the armor on his body and pierced into his left chest and lower abdomen respectively.
Not only was he extremely powerful in combat, but he also had very good battlefield command capabilities. Previously, this guy was guarding the city, and he was able to guard a section of Lao Kuan's city wall alone, creating too many difficulties for Hu Biao and the others in their attempt to climb the city.
He directly smashed the barrel of the spear that was picked up from Hu Biao's hand.
From a nearby position, Hu Biao shouted, "Follow me."
He yelled: "It's too late to take the stairs, Pengju, AT, Fengrui, Corn, you bring a few people to hold the stairs here, the archers and Erpang will provide long-range support.
The rest of you, follow me, you should definitely not be able to fall to death from such a height~"
While talking, Hu Biao picked up a single sword from the ground and put it behind his hand. After flipping his right hand over the wall stack, he jumped off the city wall more than three meters high.
Then, amid the splash of mud and water, he fell flat on his face.
