Chapter 1613 The poor bandits must chase! The reappearance of the Xiaoshanghe tragedy?
Yang Zaixing continued to gallop with his spear tightly. In the past, he had been warned by other seniors in the army, but the words of instruction and reprimand that he considered very nagging were completely thrown out of the sky. However, Yang Zaixing just rode out of the formation and rushed diagonally.
Among the Biao Jin cavalry, one of the leading veterans immediately shouted to him: "Yang Zaixing! Even if the whole army is covering up the killing, you must be cautious and coordinate with other troops and horses to make sure everything is safe. When I said you were fighting, it would be easy."
How come you are so reckless and have forgotten all about it now?"
After hearing this, Yang Zaixing's brows furrowed into knots. He was impatient to be subjected to Yang Zhi's strict military discipline. As for Yang Wen, the stumbling block, he often followed the Tianbo Army to handle military affairs. He was also an elderly member of the Yang family's generals with Yang Zhi. He turned out to be a
The imperial court conferred the title of Jiangxia Lingling Jiedu Envoy. It was heard that Yang Wen was once framed by a powerful traitor and fell into disgrace. However, he was later recruited by the imperial court. It seems that it was also because of his status as a general and his strict conduct. Yang Zaixing usually disliked his old-fashioned demeanor.
Make a party.
Now, time is running out, and it is the critical moment to race against time to find Tatar coach Wanyan Wushu to win the big victory. The young and energetic Yang Zaixing intuitively felt that Yang Wen came out and criticized the accusation, which was a bit noisy. He immediately raised his head and replied loudly.
He said: "Uncle Yang, you are too old to fight hard. If you face the enemy in battle, you may make some mistakes. It will be a waste of your reputation for the rest of your life! When you go back, you can teach us younger ones to fight."
That’s it!”
Yang Wen was choked by Yang Zaixing's words, and his face burst into anger. He immediately yelled angrily: "You yellow-tongued kid, not only did you not listen to my advice, you actually made fun of me!"
Yang Zaixing laughed and didn't take it seriously. He continued to look for the place where the Jin army gathered and charged. When the horse broke through the formation, the big gun flew, and he could always break a bloody path. At this time, the Jurchen formation had already completely collapsed.
Originally at an absolute disadvantage, the Jurchen warriors who fought bravely and fought to the death were unable to form a formation, so they had no choice but to accept their fate and be chased and killed by the rebel cavalry who seemed to be even more ferocious.
Originally, the local tribes who were good at bows and horses could use the mobility of the cavalry to easily evacuate even if the battle situation was unfavorable. However, now they were not only crushed by the overwhelmingly superior force of the army led by Xiao Tang, but also lost most of their horses.
, now they can only suffer from the other side driving the cavalry to harvest the lives of their own soldiers. The screams and screams suddenly broke out among the defeated Jurchen army. Not only did many soldiers fall down and die in the splashing rain of blood, but they were originally strong.
The will to fight to the death that had been propped up had already collapsed at this moment!
Although Yang Zaixing was fighting extra hard everywhere, he was not interested in the defeated Jurchen army who had long been killed by the rebel soldiers and howled and ran away, and no longer had the slightest intention to fight. At this time, he only looked back and forth. Suddenly, Yang Zaixing had both eyes.
With his eyes focused, he saw that there were still thousands of Jin army soldiers and horses not far away in the east, gathered around a large Jurchen military flag. Most of the surrounding Jin army had been killed and suffered a heavy defeat. The soldiers of the defeated army suffered seven losses and eight injuries.
The clouds dispersed, and only the Jin Army's remaining war horses and cavalry were gathered in the retreating formation. It didn't look like they were abandoning their helmets and armor and fleeing in embarrassment at all costs. The army was still intact.
Array.
Okay! The Tatar army commander named Wanyan Wushu must be among the birds in front!
Yang Zaixing was overjoyed, and immediately raised his spear and shouted loudly. Although there were only sixty or seventy cavalry rebels left behind him to follow closely, they also made a response like thunder. Hundreds of cavalry stirred up smoke and dust, and Yang Zaixing and
Dozens of powerful cavalry galloped wildly, forming a sharp knife and sweeping towards the Jin army gathered in front. However, Yang Zaixing had to kill the enemy commander Wanyan Wushu with his own hands at this time, and he was so eager that he didn't notice that he was unable to do so.
By advancing rashly, most of the rebel soldiers and horses around the battlefield were already far away from the rebel troops who were annihilating and annihilating the Jin army.
However, at this time, Wanyan Wushu, who was being guarded by the regiment's guards, still had a look of shock and anger on his face. The war was planned at the beginning, and now it was attacked by Xiao Tang and even Liu Fa and Xiao Jiasui's army.
After a series of crushing blows, Wanyan Wushu was still unwilling to give in. His ears were filled with the screams and screams of the Jurchens under his command on the battlefield, which made him tremble with fear.
Now that the disastrous defeat is doomed, Wanyan Wushu has no choice but to admit it. The most urgent thing to consider now is how he can save his life and escape from such a dangerous situation!?
It seems that they have no choice but to gather all the remaining troops and horses, find a place to kill in the chaos, and rush out with all their might. The rest of the infantrymen can't even care about it...
However, Wanyan Wushu was just reciting to himself when he suddenly heard the faint cry of "Slaughter the Tatars! Kill Wushu!" coming from afar. He looked around in shock and anger, and found Gungun.
In the smoke and dust, there was a young and brave general from the Song Dynasty, riding his horse and wielding a spear in a mighty manner. He could only lead an army of sixty or seventy horses, but he was rushing towards him!
Wanyan Wushu suddenly felt that he had been greatly humiliated. With only a few dozen riders, he dared to attack his own military formation that had gathered thousands of soldiers and horses anyway? The Song dog was too abominable, and now he was taking advantage of the advantage.
Don’t you take my Jurchen seriously?
When we first raised troops to rebel against the Liao Dynasty, how many times did our son-in-law kill hundreds of thousands of Liao people with a small number of attacks? They threw away their armor and stripped off their armor. They swept across the north and all tribes of the Zhijiao tribe surrendered in obedience. Why did we move to the Southern Dynasty? Ever since the Xiao Tang guy started causing trouble.
, just like having been severely discouraged several times, how could you allow those Song dogs to be so humiliated!?
The position where Wanyan Wushu saw the rebel cavalry charging towards him was exactly the direction where he planned to gather the remaining cavalry to break through. Immediately, he saw the big ax in his hand slash hard, letting out a hoarse roar. Immediately, someone swore to die to serve.
The Jurchen Guards responded loudly and led more than a thousand cavalry to rush out. Naturally, Yang Zaixing was still impatient and led dozens of cavalry to charge. After only a moment, the cavalry from both sides collided with each other, and they fiercely fought.
Let's fight!
Dozens of cavalry rebels and thousands of gold-plated warriors were fighting as soon as they got close to each other. The sound of collision was intertwined with the muffled sound of weapons digging into flesh. Yang Zaixing rode straight through the Jurchen cavalry formation, killing people was like mowing grass.
Normally, the big spear would cause waves of blood, but from time to time, his pair of moves would still go straight towards the direction of the banner of the Jin army on the opposite side. However, the attack of the long spear in his hand was unambiguous, accompanied by a fierce roar.
The sound of gold and iron clashed, and a flash of excitement flashed through Yang Zaixing's eyes, which were filled with determination. The spear stabbed out like a poisonous snake, causing blood to fly. There was a blood hole in the neck of the Jurchen cavalryman who was fighting with him.
, and at the same time that he fell from his horse, Yang Zaixing was already far away in the Jurchen cavalry formation, and then a Jurchen knight here suddenly found that his chest was cut open with a blood hole as big as a bowl, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.
Flowing outside, there was a Jin Army rider over there who was lifted up from his horse. Before he could fall to the ground, he was stabbed in the vital part and lost his life...
However, during the collision, the rebel cavalry that followed them were almost exhausted. Yang Zaixing, who was invincible in the direct attack, suddenly looked at Wanyan Wushu's formation and saw the flags of the army fluttering in the wind. Just as he was about to turn and flee in the north direction, he immediately secretly said, "Now I have killed all the Tatars, leaving no trace behind. Ordinary troops and horses cannot stop me, so I should go over there and intercept Wanyan Wushu." Escape!
After Yang Zaixing made up his mind, he immediately urged his horse to circle in the Jin Army's cavalry formation. However, although the battle formation here was in a plain area, after a fierce fighting, there were already corpses on pillows, and the blood flowing freely was mixed with the ground. It looked like dark red mud, and the layers of corpses blocked the bumps. The war horse Yang Zaixing was riding suddenly turned around, and the galloping horse's hooves suddenly stepped directly into a bloody and muddy depression. This also made Yang Zaixing and his horse As if he had fallen into a pit, he immediately fell down and fell into the midst of the Jin Army's cavalry formation, which was making noisy killing noises!
