"Congratulations, Commander-in-Chief!" Liu Zhuo came to Zhu Biao and whispered, "Everything is ready! I'm just waiting for your order."
At this time, the west city wall of Ziyang, with almost all of its battlements having been leveled, was crowded with at least three thousand soldiers, with ladders and reins all ready. There was only one stone at the city gate opening.
There was a layer of sandbags left to cover it up, but with just an order from the city, it would be bulldozed by the Song Army infantry that blocked the entire city gate in an instant.
Zhu Biao withdrew his gaze from the battlefield. The Jin army's general flags had already entered the military camp. It was time.
"Leave the city——"
With an order, no gunmen were allowed to work, and they worked quietly.
Zhu Biao himself flew down the city wall like a hawk. At a distance of a hundred steps, only two people came up. The bone sword was unsheathed, and the sword energy penetrated the air. Several Jin soldiers lurking there came to spy on their horses.
Before he could say a word, his heart was broken by the sword energy.
Ladders were lowered from the top of the city to the outside of the city, and reins were hung from the top of the city to the outside. Ant-like infantry of the Song Army climbed down from the top of the city and fell from the ropes. There were even two holes in the city.
Opening the door, Song soldiers like billowing black dragons filed out of it.
"Report, report to the general, the Song army is leaving the city..." The frightened emergency report resounded in the ears of Shen Wanshan, who was shouting to fight and kill, and saw victory in sight.
Just as he was being showered with a basin of ice water when he was about to 'pick up the gun and mount the horse', Shen Wanshan's treasured spear suddenly withered. After a moment of shock, all the war achievements in his mind flew to the sky, and he turned around to look at the formation that had formed.
The Song army was advancing towards him in darkness, and Shen Wanshan was really frightened and angry.
"Get out, Zhao Yaoyuan, your people get out immediately. Stop the Song thieves for me -" Shen Wanshan pointed at the last army commander who was pulling horses, and Shen Wanshan gave the order anxiously.
Zhao Yaoyuan had a wry smile on his face. The team was already in chaos. It was completely impossible to withdraw at this time and use the whole team to counterattack the Song army. Zheng Guoxiong's camp was less than four miles away from Ziyang City.
In fact, there was no need for Shen Wanshan to howl here. When the Jin cavalry near the camp heard the movement behind them, they reflexively reined in their horses and exited the camp.
But then they didn't know what to do.
Are you joining the rear guard? But the rear guard only has 2,000 strong cavalry. How can such a small number of troops be able to stop the Song army in such a space? If you join in by yourself, isn't that asking for death?
But what can we do if we don't join the rear guard?
You can't just watch the rearguard troops fight desperately with the Song army and not move, right?
"Brothers, kill me -"
The leading cavalry captain of the Jin army raised his halberd and loudly ordered his two thousand cavalry to charge. They must counterattack immediately! We can no longer wait for the general's order.
"Woooooooo..." The horn horns sounded leisurely in the desolate land, and the black cavalry of the Jin army was like a fast-moving dark cloud. It rolled across the space. The thunderous sound of horse hooves and the billowing smoke gradually rose.
, the space between heaven and earth is filled with people suffocating and killing each other.
The short distance was shortening rapidly. Zhu Biao looked around, and when he came face to face, all he saw was a crowd of horse heads and a roar of people. It was as if there was nothing else in the world except the Jin Army's cavalry.
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The Song Army's Thousand Sword Players were at the front, followed by a full 1,500 company of crossbowmen. And such a large number was not all the company's crossbowmen in the Song Army's camp. This number only occupied the company's crossbowmen.
Just half of the total.
The Jin cavalry came rolling in. The swordsmen remained motionless, and the crossbowmen regarded the Jin cavalry as nothing. No matter how unrestrained and wild they were, what would happen? They were about to die.
"Ready--" The leader of the army, Sima, pulled out the saber from his waist. Under the light of the torch, the sharp blade struck hard at the Jin cavalry that was galloping towards him. "Let-" At this moment, the face of Army Sima
So ferocious and murderous.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." In response, the crossbow machine was triggered, and the sharp crossbow arrows shot out of the air.
There were three hundred people in a row, and five columns of people came up one after another. The crossbow arrows shot into the air, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and rain of blood flew. Only fifteen hundred people entered one after another and shot through one reincarnation. The two galloping people came forward.
Most of the Qianjin cavalrymen fell in a pool of blood, and their souls returned to the earth.
There were only three to four hundred riders left, dumbfounded and unable to adapt to such a drastic change that occurred in that moment. It was completely earth-shaking!
At this time, the infantry archer camp behind the crossbowmen had already bent their bows and set up arrows, firing thousands of arrows...
"Kill..." The obstacles on the way forward were swept away. The heavy-armored swordsmen and spearmen behind the Song Army's infantry and archer formations shouted loudly, holding the swords and guns in their hands and following the gap left by the front row of crossbowmen.
Like running water, it quickly penetrated into the front of the crossbowmen, and after joining the Qiandao player at the head, like a surging wave, it rushed towards the Jin cavalry with its back exposed and was close in front of them.
And go.
The Song army in the camp, Wu Boniu, was completely 'fallen'. After fighting a Jin army captain in a fight with both sides injured, a hidden arrow took away his last fighting power. If it weren't for the effective cover of his own soldiers, he would have been injured on the spot.
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After retreating three times, the flag of the Song army was inevitably exposed to the front of the Jin army for the fourth time. Because the Song army in the camp had been compressed and compressed again.
"Ding!" There was a crisp sound, and a saber that saw the gap and passed through the formation hit the thick shoulder guard of Tang Yuming hard. Although the saber with armor and stomach protection could not penetrate the body, the huge saber could not penetrate the body.
The force of the chop still made Tang Yuming stagger, and when he saw the second knife coming straight towards his neck, the unsteady Tang Yuming secretly screamed: "It's over!"
At this moment, a light red figure was seen suddenly moving sideways, ready to meet the sharp blade.
"Hey!" A rain of blood splashed all over Tang Yuming's head and face, and with the rain of blood, his left arm fell. "Old Ding!" Tang Yuming roared like crazy, and behind him Tang Yuliang held up his left arm.
Pull up the big flag stuck on the ground and stab it straight into the face of the Jin cavalry. The sharp tip of the flagpole pierces the enemy's unprotected mind, bringing out not only blood and a life, but also the dripping yellow and white
of disgusting brain matter.
Slashing with swords, blocking with swords, and stabbing with flagpoles. At this time, Tang Yuming, Tang Yuliang and others no longer had any thoughts of separation. They just tried their best to block every saber that struck them, and tried to cause maximum damage to the enemy. "
For victory, for the brothers who are fighting!" The military flag must never fall.
As they moved, sporadic "clang" sounds sounded. Every loud sound meant that the heavy armor on the flag guard had withstood a severe attack from the enemy, and their bodies were ten times *
*A new scar has been added.
The intensity of the war and the brutality of the fighting can only be truly reflected by the performance at the lowest level.
Hu Ji had no idea of time. He didn't know how long he had been holding on and how long he could hold on. "Ding!" There was another crisp sound, but it was not that he was hit by someone, but the wild goose feather in his hand.
The sword could not withstand repeated impacts and suddenly broke from it. The enemy was obviously stunned, but then a new saber replaced the original one and landed heavily on Hu Ji's left shoulder. The fine heavy armor iron pieces could not
After blocking the force of the sword, the saber broke through his body, but the huge pain and momentum made it difficult for Hu Ji to raise his hand.
"I'm going to die, it's over." This thought appeared in Hu Ji's mind very clearly at this moment. The next knife will be the next knife...
At this time, the soldiers on Hu Ji's left and right had already been completely injured. All the soldiers in the army were tightly entangled by the Jin cavalry. No one could come to protect him. Seeing that the enemy cavalry on the opposite side was preparing to cut down again.
, Hu Ji, who was unable to even raise his hand, felt so calm in his mind for a moment, and his eyes would look at this sword light to take his life.
Hu Ji didn't close his eyes, so the next moment he felt a shadow suddenly pass over his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bright flash of light appearing beside the Jin cavalry, and then this flash of light cut into the Jin cavalry heavily.
At the same time, the head of the headless body swayed to the ground, and due to the pressure on the neck of the headless corpse, a cavity of blood spurted out. After briefly staying in the air, it reflected countless points of magnificent blood color, and then sprinkled on the wide-open eyes.
Hu Ji was all over his body. "Wish you handsome!"
Why did Zhu Biao appear here?
Hu Ji was completely dizzy. He stood up and shook his head fiercely, only to find that the fierce and fierce Jin cavalry had already formed a mess. Especially around the periphery of the Jin cavalry, that is, in the rear, there was a lot of noise.
piece!
In an instant, Hu Ji came to his senses. He knew that his hard days were over, and so were those of his brothers, because it was obvious that the main force in the city had launched a counterattack, and the counterattack was going very smoothly.
Zhu Biao rescued Hu Ji and didn't stay much longer. The latter was just a small army commander. In Zhu Biao's eyes, he would have a school captain, but not an inconspicuous army commander.
He had already killed Shen Wanshan in the rebel army, and now he came to Hu Ji to find the leading general of the Jin army on this side. "Ha, here! Let's see where you run away -"
After glancing back and forth several times, Zhu Biao finally found a school captain wearing fine fish-scale armor among the crowd of people.
"Block him! Block him -" When the captain saw a man with a sword in the middle of the chaotic army, who was heading towards him as if he was in a deserted area, he panicked, knowing that he had encountered a master from the Song Army.
He hurriedly shouted to the soldiers on the left and right, and the soldiers stepped forward to resist Zhu Biao.
There are no martial arts masters in Shen Wanshan's army. On the contrary, Zheng Guoxiong has some around him. Even Zheng Guoxiong was killed by the Song soldiers and almost escaped from the camp. If he was targeted, he would not only have to pile up his subordinates,
How else to escape?
"Captain, what's wrong, General Shen was assassinated by a master of the Song Army..." It rained all night, and just when the captain had just given the order, a piece of bad news reached the captain's ears.
"No wonder the camp is in chaos!" He thought it was because the main force of the Song army could not be defended, but he didn't know that Shen Wanshan had already lost his life... (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster
