When AT's words "Zaixing, keep going~" fell on his ears, Yang Zaixing naturally knew what it meant.
This means that the eyes that look at him on weekdays are a bit strange.
However, he cared and took care of himself to the extreme, even to the point where he was a little frightened and even kicked his father-in-law, who had already left one step ahead.
He tightly clenched the barrel of the gun that was already covered in blood, whether it was his own blood or someone else's.
In Yang Zaixing's mouth, he softly said this sentence: "Please wait for me for a while, my husband. I will come soon, and I will be with you on the road to Huangquan."
But so far, so many brothers have died. If I don’t kill Wanyan Zonghan before I die, I won’t be able to close my eyes even after I die~”
After saying that, Yang Zaixing suddenly shouted loudly in his mouth.
This sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue. It was so shocking that the several golden men who came to kill them were all slowed down by their hand movements.
What's more important is that when Yang Zaixing let out such a loud shout, dazzling traces of blood flowed from the seven holes of Yang Zaixing's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.
However, the big gun in his hand, which had slowed down, immediately became faster and heavier.
I'm afraid it's two or three points better than when he first rushed up and killed the young golden man in his personal peak state.
Presumably at this moment, some secret method that stimulated and squeezed the body was used.
It was also in this state that Yang Zaixing quickly knocked down the golden men blocking his way, as if they were mowing grass.
In a very short period of time, Wanyan Zonghan was moved closer to Wanyan Zonghan's position by kicking and beating the horse, which was about ten steps away.
There was only less than twenty steps away from this enemy chieftain.
If he could continue to maintain such a god-like state, he would be able to reach Wanyan Zonghan in just ten seconds and stab him with a single shot.
At this moment, Wanyan Zonghan finally panicked.
He no longer insisted on staying where he was and planned to let his own soldiers pull him away.
But after the war horse was pulled a little, the guy laughed and shouted again: "Stop, stop, God bless Dajin, bless me Zonghan, this Song Dynasty man is dead."
It turns out that the battlefield they are currently on is actually just a large wheat field.
Wheat fields! Of course they need to be watered; so it is reasonable to have some ditches and puddles to store water on the battlefield.
Fortunately, on the way Yang Zaixing moved forward, there was a small pond.
Even in the previous time, it was covered with some tattered wooden squares and boards.
In the previous time, due to the repeated trampling by a large number of Jin men and horses, those wooden squares and planks had already been somewhat crumbling.
When Yang Zaixing drove his horse and stepped on it, the unfortunate wood collapsed with a 'click'.
Today's small ponds still have water more than half a meter deep, which is not the point.
The point is that there is a thick layer of silt under the water, which means that the war horse carrying Yang Zaixing was sunk deep into the water for more than half of its legs.
For a moment, Yang Zaixing was at a loss.
It can be said that it is strikingly similar to the situation where Yang Zaixing fell into a quagmire in Xiaoshang River in another timeline; historical inertia, or coincidence, it is really speechless...
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In a hurry, Yang Zaixing threw the single-hook spear in his hand at Wanyan Zonghan, but unfortunately a guard hurriedly raised his shield and blocked it in front of his commander.
Although in the blink of an eye, even the man and his shield were pierced by the gun.
But when the bloody spear tip was still twenty or thirty centimeters away from Wanyan Zonghan, all his strength was exhausted.
Faced with such an astonishing reversal, Wanyan Zonghan's anger, fear, surprise and many other emotions were mixed together, and they all turned into one sentence:
"Shoot him to death, shoot this Song Dynasty man to death~"
When the voice fell, he also touched a golden bow behind him, intending to personally kill such an opponent who almost scared him to the point of peeing.
But at this moment, more shocking changes were heard.
First, there was a shocking loud noise two miles away.
In such a loud noise, Wanyan Zonghan, who instinctively felt something bad, just looked over there; including the personal guards around him, as well as the nearby Jin soldiers, all made the same move.
As a result, they could immediately see that a large amount of smoke and dust had risen from the key stone bridge.
The smoke and dust were also mixed with a lot of stones, broken pieces of flesh of men and horses, as well as armors and weapons, and flew up to Laogao's distance.
God! Who knows how many explosives those Song people used at Shiqiao?
The stone bridge was blown up, which naturally cut off the possibility of them crossing the river quickly; but it didn't mean that they couldn't cross the river.
Therefore, Wanyan Zonghan was only in a daze for a second or two before he adjusted himself.
But just such a mere one or two seconds caused Wanyan Zonghan to lose his precious life, or to put it another way, it ended his life of sin.
When he came back to his senses and looked at Yang Zaixing, he saw a scene that frightened him.
In front of him was a young Song general who had always been fighting with a long spear in his hand since the beginning of the war. He was actually holding a short blunderbuss pointed at him.
There was even a strange smile on his face.
In fact, the reason why Yang Zaixing had a smile on his face was that he couldn't help but think of the past few days at this moment.
More than once, my husband looked helpless and muttered to himself:
"Zai Xing, why are you so stubborn and stubborn?
What age are we in now, don’t you be so resistant to using gunpowder weapons? With the development of gunpowder weapons, martial arts will one day be eliminated.
Listen to me, take this short blunderbuss with you, maybe it will come in handy~"
As a result, I never thought that the weapon that my husband had forced on me would come in handy in such a situation.
Of course, to Wanyan Zonghan, this strange smile and the origin behind it were not important; what was important was that he turned sideways with great fear and planned to get off his horse to avoid the shot.
Then, Wanyan Zonghan had a bullet hole in his forehead.
Speaking of which! Compared with the miraculous cold weapon marksmanship in his hand, Yang Zaixing can only describe the use of short guns and brown Bess muskets as horrific.
In other words, at a distance of twenty steps, this guy missed the target.
However, Wanyan Zonghan, with perfect cooperation, moved his head towards the missed bullet.
After realizing this, Yang Zaixing looked at the enemy chief who had his brains blown out. After being stunned for half a second, Yang Zaixing suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter was full of indescribable joy.
Then, a dense rain of arrows enveloped him...
After Wanyan Zonghan died in battle, a group of Jurchens from the Chinese army shot Yang Zaixing like a hedgehog, and then they burst into tears.
However, these Jin people still did not flee as a whole army.
With most of their strength still preserved, under the command of Wanyan Salihe and Wanyan Hunqi, two golden captains of ten thousand who knew the situation on the battlefield very well, they began to prepare to forcibly cross the river.
Frankly speaking, there was really no way for the 400 people led by Battalion Commander Zhou to stop them all.
But at such a critical moment, seventeen or eight shabby cannon boats appeared upstream; the people on board were none other than Yu Hanfeng and others, who were wearing a breastplate in addition to a beautiful flying fish suit.
They have short blunderbuss in their left hands and sharp embroidered spring knives in their right hands. They are filled with indescribable murderous intent.
It turned out that after getting up and realizing that the weather had changed drastically today, Yu Hanfeng and Lang Qing also realized that today would be the final decisive battle.
Unfortunately, people must be left in the city to lead a group of people to defend the city to prevent the Jin from sneak attacks.
In the end, only Yu Hanfeng, the commander of the Jinyiwei, led a group of disciples and disciples, using the ships that were still available, and hurriedly provided support.
It was the appearance of Yu Hanfeng and others that ruined the last plan of the Jin people to forcefully cross the river.
Wanyan Sali shouted, and took a painful look at the battlefield of Zhuxian Town, which seemed to be very close at hand. He was already aware of the coming of a huge defeat.
He shouted at the top of his lungs like a wailing voice:
"Take the bodies of Zong Han and his compatriots who died in the battle, and we will return to Daijin."
After hearing such a sentence, the Jin soldiers who still had more than 17,000 remaining were filled with grief and anger in their hearts, but they also secretly breathed a sigh of relief...
PS: It’s not that I mean to kill Brother Yang, but in the current battlefield environment, there is really a situation of death and no life, and there is nothing I can do about it.
