No wonder Wen Chengyan was so surprised, because he never expected that the person who dared to set fire to the rear of the Xixia army was actually Xu Zizhen.
Ever since Wang Fu suddenly made a move and transferred himself to Lanzhou, he had never seen him again. He didn't even know whether he was dead or alive. When he left Suzhou, he already knew that Hu Youzu and Kong Qilin had begun to search the city for this man who had repeatedly destroyed the city.
The Prime Minister has a big plan.
But today, at the critical moment when the Xixia army was about to break through the border, Xu Zizhen miraculously appeared again, and got into the enemy's rear as soon as he arrived. This move of arson was really wonderful. It could distract the enemy, and secondly,
When you come to the pass, you can take advantage of the situation to attack. If you can kill the enemy's vanguard general, it will definitely be a heavy blow to the opponent, thus greatly reducing their morale.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Meng, I suggest leaving three thousand troops to guard the pass, and the rest will go out to meet the enemy!"
Meng Du soon understood. He was just cautious, but not cowardly. The opportunity could not be missed. Although there were only 5,000 soldiers and horses in the battle, this moment was the only good opportunity.
The enemy soldiers outside the pass had also seen the billowing smoke from behind. They were at the front and they didn't know what was going on. Many soldiers looked faintly panicked. Even the Xia general who had been yelling and challenging outside the pass stopped.
, hesitating whether to retreat.
Meng Du made a decisive decision: "Come here! Form a formation and fight!"
"Gagagaga..."
Amidst a series of gear noises, the suspension bridge in front of Jincheng Pass was slowly lowered. Behind the three-way gun, groups of neatly-dressed sergeants poured out like a tide, lined up in front of the pass, and confronted the Xixia soldiers. The Xixia soldiers and horses
He was no longer as excited as before, and was obviously affected by the inexplicable black smoke behind him.
The commander of the Xixia Army this time was a descendant of the Dangxiang nobles, named Boluge. He was gifted with extraordinary talents since he was a child and was as strong as an ox. He was a fierce general in the army. Over the years, the Song and Xia countries had been in constant friction, and he and the Song Army also
Therefore, there were many battles. In his opinion, the Song people were weak and weak and could not be easily dealt with. Taking the Lanzhou Prefecture garrison as an example, there was no general that he could like at all.
The fact was not what he expected. He had been yelling and cursing here for more than an hour, but no one in the Song Army Pass dared to come out to fight, which made him even more contemptuous. However, the sudden fire in the rear camp made him stunned for a moment.
He has always been strong in force, but not very good in scheming. He was not sure whether someone from the Song Dynasty had broken into his back camp to cause trouble.
Just when he was hesitating, the Song Army suddenly came out to fight. Brother Bolu was just a militant warrior, and his energy was suddenly raised. No longer caring about the fire in the back camp, he raised his machete to urge
The horse came to the front of the formation and shouted arrogantly: "Song bandits, do you dare to fight with me?"
Meng Du sat in the middle of the army, looked around and said coldly: "Who will take the head of this dog for me?"
The generals of the Song Dynasty were already familiar with Brother Bolu's evil reputation, but the men in the army were very energetic, so someone immediately responded: "Sir, I am willing to go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the general immediately stepped into battle, held a long spear and charged straight at Brother Polo, shouting: "Wunaxia dog, take your life!"
Brother Bolu didn't even look at it until the general approached him. Seeing that the gun tip was about to hit him with a flick of the gun, he calmly raised the knife and with a bang, the general felt a sudden explosion from the tiger's mouth.
It hurt. The spear had been shaken and disappeared. Before he could recover, Brother Polo slashed at him again. It was simple and direct without any fancy. With a pop, the man and the horse were chopped into two pieces.
Meng Du raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that Brother Polu would be so ferocious. He killed one of his generals with just one blow. Before he could speak, he heard two more generals rushing out beside him, shouting angrily: "Xia
Dog, give grandpa his life!"
The two men, one holding a gun and the other holding a knife, ran towards the same target with hatred. Brother Polo laughed loudly: "No matter how hard you come, you will still die! Drink!"
He blocked the opponent's knife with his knife, stretched out his left hand to hold the opponent's spear steadily, and knocked the man off his horse with a swipe from the back of the knife. He then slashed at the general holding the gun with his backhand. Fortunately, that person was
The general reacted very quickly. He tried hard to pull the gun, but it didn't move. He quickly abandoned the gun and dodged. The knife passed along his helmet, which was dangerous and dangerous.
Now the general couldn't fight any more. All his weapons were taken away by Brother Polo. He had no choice but to turn around and run away. But just as he turned around, Brother Polo's sword had already arrived, and a muffled sound hit him firmly on the back.
Fortunately, Brother Bolu didn't have time to turn his wrist, so he didn't strike with the blade. However, even so, the general still felt a huge force coming from his back, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't care less about anything else and ran wildly on his horse.
Fleeed back to the pass.
In just the blink of an eye, Brother Bolu defeated three generals of the Song army in a row. Two were killed and one was seriously injured. The Song army was in an uproar, but no one dared to step forward to call for battle.
Meng Du's brows were tightly knitted together, and he was already thinking about whether it was a mistake for him to rush out to the battle. Brother Bolu laughed up to the sky, pointed at Song Jun and shouted: "What, no one is here? Could it be you guys?"
Are all the Song people just shy? In that case, it’s better to go back and hug your mother and tremble, haha..."
Everyone in the Song Army formation had an angry look on their face, and at that moment there were people jumping on their horses and raising their guns, wanting to challenge them at all costs. At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the side: "Fuck you! Look!
beat!"
As soon as the words fell, a man and a horse rushed towards him like sharp arrows. It was Xu Zizhen who had just escaped from the Xixia rear camp. In the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the formation, raised his steel knife and chopped off Brother Polu's head.
Brother Polu, who was broad-shouldered, round-waisted and extremely tall, didn't pay any attention to the thin, white-faced young man. He just swung his knife to block it casually. Sure enough, the knife in Xu Zizhen's hand flew out as expected.
There was an uproar among the Song army, and someone with a loud voice was already shouting: "Get out of the way!"
Brother Bolu succeeded with one blow, but he even looked down upon Xu Zizhen, and slashed him down with his sword. He was furious and vowed to kill him immediately.
At this critical moment, Xu Zizhen suddenly shot up, jumped up from the horse, and used the momentum to jump forward and jump high. Brother Polu's sword immediately failed. He has always been very strong, and this time
Even he couldn't hold back the force of the chop, so he raised his breath and turned his wrist to draw the knife back.
But what he didn't expect was that Xu Zizhen actually jumped over his head, flipped lightly in mid-air, tightly clasped the armor belt on his shoulders with both hands, used the force of this flip to straighten his waist, and shouted loudly
Shake your hands vigorously.
This is a big move in fighting, commonly known as the Big Backpack. Xu Zizhen has already seen clearly that this Bolugu is extremely powerful, and it is difficult to take advantage of him in a head-on fight without some clever moves.
Brother Polu's strength was being used to shift his center of gravity, but Xu Zizhen happened to take advantage of it. He suddenly felt a strong force coming from his shoulders, and he was thrown back with his own strength. He was so shocked that he wanted to stabilize.
You can keep your body shape, but how can you stay stable?
With a muffled bang, Brother Bolu's body as strong as a hill was pulled off his horse by Xu Zizhen, and he fell heavily into the dust. He was thrown until the stars in front of him were surrounded by stars, and he was suffocated. Before he could recover,
Xu Zizhen had turned over and pressed on his chest. He turned over his hand and pulled out a steel knife, and slashed Brother Polu's neck.
The thing that was knocked away just now was just what Xu Zizhen had snatched from the group of pursuers. This one was truly a good sword given by Wu Song.
Bloody light burst out, and Brother Bolu's head was cut off. Xu Zizhen turned back on his horse with the head in his hand, stared at the Xixia formation, filled with murderous intent, and shouted angrily: "Who the hell dares to say that Song people are