Chapter 1932 Dying struggle, the demise of Jin Juncai (2)
Pusan Huntan was brave and good at fighting, but when faced with Nayan and Arich, the two demons, both of them were able to defeat the eight generals of Liangshan in terms of martial prowess. For a time, the surrounding golden army cavalry also fell into decline.
When Sanhuntan faced Qiong Yao Nayan and Arich, their expressions were extremely ferocious and ferocious, but how long could they hold on?
Along with the violent movements, blood continued to gush out from the wound on the waist and ribs. Pusan Huntan also felt as if all the strength in his body was also passing away rapidly. At this point in the fight, it was not that Pusan Huntan was already exhausted.
He planned to fight to the end, but even if he tried to escape, there was no way to escape, so he could only wave the mace in his hand like crazy and try his best to resist, looking very embarrassed.
However, as the irritating screams sounded again, Pu Sanhuntan tried his best to turn around, but he still couldn't help being stabbed hard by the pear-shaped steel spear that Ali Qi came at quickly. The sharp spear head tore open his shoulder like rotten wood.
Armor, and then it penetrated straight from the back of the shoulder!
Pusanhuntan suddenly felt a sharp pain on his shoulder, and the mace in his hand finally crashed to the ground. When he looked up angrily, he saw another Khitan general rushing towards him with a tacit understanding.
He also cursed in a hissing voice: "Golden dog! You said that you wish you had never killed us Khitan people to no avail. Today, please listen clearly. I, the Khitan, will finally avenge this great hatred of the country's subjugation! And I will take your life as a dog."
Yes, it is also the Khitan Qiong Yao Nayan!"
Before Qiong Yao Nayan could stop cursing, the spear in his hand turned into a bolt of white lightning and rushed towards him. The triangular blade of the spear fiercely pierced into Pu San Huntan's mouth, and the spear blade instantly penetrated his head.
From the back of his head, Pu San Huntan's originally full of spiteful eyes gradually dimmed. This warrior, who desperately wanted to restore the decline of the Jin Kingdom, could not defeat the Qi army's formation and go straight to Xiao Tang.
, he has already suffered from hatred on the battlefield!
The few daredevil cavalrymen of the Jin Army who crashed into the Qi Army's formation suffered heavy casualties and were struggling. The fighting among the battle groups that were still blocked outside the formation was still extremely fierce. The elite knights of the Qi Army, together with most of the
The Jurchen generals, who were all willing to fight to the death, engaged their troops in a staggered melee, and the momentum of both sides' horses was involuntarily slowed down. Most of the military cavalry were crowded into a group, fighting to the death in a narrow space, and could no longer move around on horseback.
After a short breath, the battle group can only decide life and death in this battle group with corpses lying on the ground. All kinds of weapons are flying, blood is splashing, and the fierce and tragic scene of the fighting is becoming more and more shocking!
As for the other general, Wanyan Tilihu, who led a large number of Jin Army armored cavalry to break through the formation desperately, his face could not stop twitching. He looked around blankly, looking around at the Southern Army cavalry that rolled up the blood rain in the sky.
A large number of Jurchen men who followed him desperately tried to kill the Jurchens who were rushing towards the Qi army's formation, but they either screamed or fell from their horses and lay in a pool of blood. Row after row, they were chopped down by the brave Southern Dynasty cavalry.
Turning over, the blood of the residual limbs continued to fly and splash, and the ground surface was dyed red, a bloody mud...
Originally, there were a large number of brave warriors who had followed the Xiaotang in the southern and northern wars and had become brave and adept at fighting, as well as those who had experienced countless fierce battles and had also lived on nomadic fishing and hunting. Most of them were even originally attached to the Jin Dynasty's Khitan, Bohai, Xi people and so on.
The elite troops surrounded and attacked fiercely. Not only did they demonstrate a level of cavalry combat that was not inferior to that of the Jurchen tribes, but they were also overwhelmed by the enemy troops with high morale. The original plan of a desperate fight failed to come true. Could it be that such a powerful
In front of Qi Chao, my Jurchen will never have a chance to stand up again?
However, although Wanyan Tilihu was filled with grief and anger, he still led nearly a thousand female warriors around him to fight in a muffled voice, determined to fight to the bitter end with these Southern Dynasty troops who had deep hatred. However, as more and more Qi Dynasty horse troops joined the battle,
The regiment, with the momentum of destroying rotten wood, kept encroaching on the center of the Jin Army's cavalry formation along the periphery. Screams and even cries resounded throughout the battlefield, and soon some Qi Dynasty cavalry had killed several formations. Wanyan
Suddenly, he heard the fierce and suffocating sound of gold and iron clashing, and a force of military horses crashed towards him from the side, rolling out pieces of bloody light, and heading towards him with an invincible ability.
!
It is also similar to the situation where the two generals of the Qi army, one holding a spear and the other holding a pair of maces, were heading towards Wanyan Tilihu.
He rode his horse and killed him.
Wanyan, who had been covered in blood and sweat from the killing, suddenly looked around and saw that among the two generals of the Qi army who seemed to be Han people, the one with a pale yellow face, the one with the spear, the one with a beard and beard, and the one with a pair of maces had a fair face.
Like black paint, they had coiled beards, and together with the large number of sharp knights and warriors around them, they were fierce and domineering, crushing the layers of Jurchen armored knights who were exhausted from fighting. As for the outside, there were also a large number of enemy knights roaring and going back and forth.
In the conflict, they still have to try to rush towards Xiao Tang. It seems that they can no longer avoid it. They must do their best to kill these two intercepting Nanmanzi to win in a dangerous situation!
Wanyan suddenly thought fiercely, then he immediately slapped his horse forward and roared angrily. The heavy long knife immediately rotated in the air, slashing the head of the black-faced enemy who was already rushing towards him. However, the intersection of gold and iron
The deafening loud noise almost shattered Wanyan's eardrums. Not only were his hands oozing blood from the shock, but his body also staggered and he almost fell straight off the neighing horse.
Obviously he was eager to attack first, but when Wanyan Tili suddenly looked at the black-faced man, he got angry. First, he swung away the big knife that he had chopped down with all his strength, and then raised his arms.
The pair of four-blade iron maces in his hands danced like a small windmill, and he immediately launched a counterattack. The sound of the strong whistling wind was so dense that it made people feel like they could no longer breathe. He made such a heavy blunt
The weapon was as easy and free as handling two wrist-breaking knives. On the other hand, Wanyan was very embarrassed as he raised the knife to the left and blocked it with the right. "Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!" A series of exciting collisions of gold and iron shook the sound.
His head was buzzing, and not only his hands were becoming increasingly numb and weak, but also the metacarpal bones, finger bones, and arm bones were becoming more and more painful from the violent shock, and seemed to burst!
However, Wanyan Sili was able to suddenly withstand a monster with strength far beyond that of an ordinary person, and was extremely brave. Niu Gao, who had been fighting with high morale from the beginning, was determined to fight heartily. This fierce attack was like a violent wind and rain.
It's a very good thing to say that you are capable.
"You're quite capable, let's see how many of Grandpa's tricks you can take on!"
Niu Gao stared and roared, and struck out with the force of wind and thunder again with his mace. This time Wanyan Tilihu waved his sword to meet him again, but he heard a clear and powerful sound, and the blade of the broadsword, which was originally like a mirror, came out again.
When it hit the iron mace, it was no longer able to withstand the heavy blow, and was immediately broken into two pieces. Niu Gao did not stop for a moment, until he raised the mace with his other arm and struck it down again, tearing his face apart.
Suddenly, he panicked and raised his sword pole to block, and when his arms immediately seemed to be broken by the shock, the wrought iron sword pole in his palm also suddenly bent, and was smashed into a bow shape by Niu Gao's mace!
The frightened Wanyan Tili suddenly reacted quickly. He immediately dropped the big sword that could no longer be used, leaned over to turn his horse around, and then put his trembling hand to his waist to pull out the sword. But he never expected this.
The black guy was so fierce! Wanyan was gnashing his teeth and cursing, still trying to put some distance between himself and Niu Gao in the limited space, and then looking for flaws in his seemingly heavy attack and light defense style of play, and he was in danger
When he was seeking victory, a horse suddenly came and blocked his way, but Sun Li, who looked indifferent, immediately slapped the horse with his gun and rushed over!
