A loud thunderclap sounded, followed by a loud "boom" sound, and a heavy rain fell like a white curtain. The man and the horse were drenched in the drench. Both the Jin and Song armies stood in the pouring rain, facing each other on the vast sandy beach by the sea.

At this time, Wanyan Changzhi rode out of the ranks, came to the middle of the two armies, and shouted: "I am still a big gold Wanyan Changzhi, who is Yang Yan in the Song army?" Please come out and see you. ”

I saw a green horse running out of the Song army's formation, and the person on the horse was of medium stature, with bright eyes, and a long knife behind his back. said: "I am Yang Yan." ”

The two men looked at each other, and then another flash of lightning flashed, illuminating their faces pale, followed by a loud thunderclap, the sound of which was deafening, as if even the earth was trembling.

Yang Yan stared at Jin Jun, and suddenly said, "The people and horses you brought are Tiefutu, Tiefutu with heavy armor off?" ”

Wan Yan Changzhi was stunned at first, and then laughed and said, "Okay, it's worthy of Yang Yan, you can see it at a glance." No wonder you can crisscross both sides of the Yellow River, and even Su Shi Lie Zhining can't help you. ”

Yang Yan said lightly: "Except for the Tiefu Diagram, who else can not change color in the giant thunder, and even the war horse can maintain positive stability." I can't imagine that there are still people in the Jin army who dare to let Tiefutu take off his heavy armor, admire, admire. ”

Wan Yan Changzhi's face was straight, and he said: "My Dajin's iron floating map can dominate the world, and it doesn't rely on iron armor. ”

"Click" was a thunderclap, and after the thunder, neither of them spoke, but looked at each other for a while, and said almost at the same time: "Please." ”

Then the two of them returned to their respective camps.

Returning to the team, Wanyan Changzhi said to Wanyan Chen: "No matter what, Yang Yan must be eliminated today." Otherwise, this person will definitely become the second Yue Fei and become a great trouble for my Dajin. ”

Yang Yan returned to the formation and said, "Everyone be careful, the Jin army on the opposite side is Tiefutu, and it may even be more powerful than Tiefutu, this will be my great opponent of the Great Song Dynasty in the future." ”

"Rush."

"Kill."

Under the rain, the beach has long since turned into mud. The horse's hooves splashed muddy water from side to side, and they were seen from the air. It can be clearly seen that in the pouring rain, two huge torrents composed of cavalry are gradually approaching.

The Song army took the second battalion led by Cao Xun and Gao Zhen as the left flank, and the fourth battalion led by Dong Cheng and Zhu Zhen as the right flank. The rest were in the middle, with the first battalion of the Jujia cavalry taking the lead, and Yang Yan rushed to the forefront of the Song army. The distance between the two armies was getting closer and closer, and Yang Yan had clearly seen that rushing to the front of the Jin army was a Jin general in black armor and holding a big axe.

"Isn't it the end of the face? Could it be that he is a general who sits in the rear and commands? ”

Although he was slightly disappointed, Yang Yan still "choked" and pulled out the "Wind Forest Volcano". The long knife slashed a dazzling blue light, facing a lightning bolt in the sky, and with an unstoppable momentum, parted the torrential rain, and slashed at the golden general who made the great axe.

"Click" was another thunderstorm, and the swords and axes intersected, making a huge impact sound no less than that of thunderstorm. With the impact of knives and axes, the heavy rain of Mantian dispersed in all directions. The two passed by. Monk Wanyan Chen snorted, and a scorching energy invaded his body along the veins of his hands, only to feel a huge shock all over his body, and hurriedly lifted his breath and ran it three times in a row before he dissolved this glue energy.

Yang Yan was no better, the blood in his chest was tumbling, and he was so sad that he almost vomited blood.

At this time, the Song army and the Jin army also exchanged their hands, the sharp spear pierced the enemy's body through the rain curtain, and the sharp saber cut through the water curtain and slashed at the opponent. Lightning after lightning illuminated the battlefield from time to time, and one thunder after another seemed to cheer the two armies, stabbing and beating, blocking and killing, and counterattacking. Fierce clashes between people and people, horses and horses, guns and guns, knives and knives.

The saber swept by, and the head flew into the sky with a bloody tail; The spear pierced through the body, and blood gushed out like a fountain. When the splashes of blood and screams tore through the rain, the warriors on both sides fell to the ground one after another, the horses that lost their knights rushed out of the team like crazy, and the warriors behind continued to fight on the corpses of the warriors in front of them, creating more deaths between the lightning and the chaotic blades. Blood mixed with rain rushed out on the beach, and the battlefield was instantly dyed red.

After striking at Monk Yan Chen, Yang Yan rushed into the formation of the Jin army with one horse, and the "Wind Forest Volcano" rolled up a series of bloody rain, and the Jin soldiers who passed by him were all cut off by him. With a "brush", Yang Yan cut down another Jin soldier from his horse, and his vision suddenly widened, it turned out that he had already killed through the Jin army's formation. Looking left and right, at this time, more and more Song troops have crossed the Jin army's formation, and the two sides have opened a distance of about a hundred steps, and the first round between the Song army and the Jin army ended with a warp.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like a waterfall. Hundreds of corpses and mutilated knives and guns were left between the two armies. Only a dozen unmanned horses scattered and ran in all directions. The rain washed over the battlefield, and the blood mixed with the rain spread on the battlefield to the sea.

Monk Wanyan Chen lifted the big axe with one hand, and the rain continued to wash away the blood stains on the blade of the axe. The other hand wiped a handful of blood on his face, and said to Yan Chang: "What a powerful Yang Yan." What a powerful knife. Unexpectedly, there was a more powerful figure in the Song army than Bi Zaiyu. ”

Wan Yan Changzhi said: "Monk Chen, it doesn't matter to you, I'll do it for you?" ”

Monk Wanyan Chen turned the horse's head and said, "I'm fine, you better stay behind and command." ”

There was another thunderclap, the sound still hitting the eardrums, but the warriors raised their weapons again and charged again.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

The roar of the people drowned out the thunder, and the war horses were also aroused to fight high, and they broke through the heavy rain that was as strong as a waterfall. The Song army and the Jin army started the second round of the battle.

Monk Wanyan Chen galloped on his horse, raised it high, and raised the big axe that flashed cold light again under the washing of the rain.

The fierce thunder shook the earth again, and under the light of the thunder, Monk Wanyan Chen found that it was not Yang Yan who rushed to the forefront of the Song army, but was replaced by a warrior on a white horse, although she was wearing a silver mask on her face, but it could still be seen from the combined silver armor that she was a woman. In her hand she held a brass stick more than seven feet long.

"Did you meet that female general?" Monk Wanyan Chen heard from the defeated army of Fu Shi Lie Zhining that the most terrifying thing in the white-robed army was not their main general Yang Yan, but a female general who rode a white horse, a silver helmet and a silver armor with a silver mask, and made a brass stick.

Monk Wanyan Chen roared angrily, and the big axe in his hand turned into a waterfall of light, split the rain curtain, and slashed at the female general with unwavering momentum.

The coiling dragon stick in Zhao Yueru's hand turned into a hundred and ten yellow mangs, facing the big axe.

"When, dang, dang, dang" From the moment when the two horses faced each other to the moment they intersected, the sticks and axes made five fierce exchanges in a row, and the two horses that passed by neighed with hostility, and both men on the horses rushed into the enemy's formation.

"This woman was able to block my full force. There are really a lot of outstanding figures in the Song army. While thinking, the big axe in his hand did not keep swinging for a moment, and each blow would bring out a storm of blood, and the men and horses of the Song army flew out of him one by one, and the blood gushing out made the rain bright red.

The two armies fought again, brandishing knives and spears at each other, and mud, water, and blood splashed high or low, and the battle intensified.

Sparks and swords, attack and defense, thunder and rain, this life-and-death battle in the thunderstorm seems to be endless. New corpses piled up on top of the old ones, staining the land that had just been washed away by the rain red again. In fact, this is only the second round of the meeting between the two armies.

The rain continued to fall, and there was no sign of stopping, and the two armies separated again.

Wanyan Changzhi and Wanyan Chen both circled back to the horse, looking at the battlefield full of corpses, and they both felt a shock in their hearts. Although the two are not very old, they are both experienced generals, and they have experienced a lot of various battle scenes, but they both feel that the intensity of this battle with only more than 10,000 men and horses is no worse than that of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of horses.

Wanyan Changzhi exhaled lightly and said, "Monk Chen, have you found it, the right wing of the Song army seems to be weaker. ”

Monk Wanyan Chen shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Really? I didn't pay attention. ”

Wan Yan Changzhi didn't mind, he knew that in these two rounds, Monk Wan Yan Chen was taking the lead in the charge, and it was impossible to notice the situation on the right flank of the Song army. Then he said: "This time, I will divide 300 people from the middle road and lead me personally to attack the right flank of the Song army. Strive to defeat them in one fell swoop, but Monk Chen, you must block the Song army in the middle and don't let the Song army break through. ”

Monk Wanyan Chen laughed and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely be able to stop it, Changzhi, you can start directly." ”

Another thunderclap resounded through the sky. Monk Wanyan Chen raised his axe and shouted, "Brothers, ---- rush with me. ”

"Rush ----!" The Jin army let out a roar that resounded through the sky and launched a third round of attack on the Song army.

Dong Cheng and Zhu Zhen on the right flank of the Song army suddenly found that this time the Jin army's attack was much more fierce than the previous two times. The fourth battalion on the right wing of the Song army was originally a cavalry army under Wei Sheng, and the quality of the soldiers was quite inferior to Yang Yan's selection of the front army and Yu Gongliang's selection of the front army, and this difference was not very obvious when fighting with the ordinary Jin army. As soon as he faced a strong cavalry like Tiefutu, the gap was suddenly exposed. In the first two rounds, the right flank of the Song army killed the most local soldiers.

Knives and knives are exchanged and guns are stabbed against guns. People and people, horses and horses collide fiercely. But the blood that spurted out of the rain stained the red rain, and most of the soldiers who fell from the horses were soldiers of the Song army. Dong Cheng and Zhu Zhen gritted their teeth and commanded the Song army to resist desperately, but the speed of the Song army's advance on the right flank slowed down significantly, falling behind the middle army and the left flank.

Wanyan Changzhi led three hundred cavalry, like an awl with astonishing speed and momentum to break into the right wing of the Song army, the spear in his hand was two feet eight inches long and danced vigorously, turning into thousands of spear shadows, all over the sky, like the Yangtze River, rolling up wave after wave of huge waves, between the swing of the spear, there will be Song soldiers flying out of the horse. The right flank of the Song army was suddenly disturbed, and then Tu Danhe and Da Huaizhong on the left flank of the Jin army led the other Jin troops to take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack on the right flank of the Song army.

The right flank of the Song army immediately fell into a bitter battle, and Dong Cheng was covered in blood and fought to the death. As soon as he slashed a golden soldier with a big sword, a powerful energy rushed in, and there was a little sharp cold air in it, breaking through the air. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a Jin general swinging a spear and stabbing at him. He is also a veteran of a hundred battles, and in his busy schedule, Dong Cheng turned around, and a freshly made spear brushed close to his body, and Dong Cheng was shocked into a cold sweat.

Wan Yan Chang laughed, and the spear turned into a spear shadow in the sky, and for a while, Dong Cheng's eyes were full of silver, and his heart was horrified, so he had to swing the big knife and slash at Wan Yan Changzhi's head, all of which were a two-defeat and wounded play. Wan Yan Chang's body was on one side, dodging the blade. The shadow of the spear in the sky turned into a spear and stabbed at Dong Cheng's lower abdomen. Before the spear arrived, a compelling energy had struck. Dong Cheng was shocked, and he dodged on the horse, and was pierced into the left rib by Wanyan Changzhi's spear. Blood spurted from his mouth and he planted his horse.

When Zhu Zhen saw it, he was shocked. shouted: "Old Dong." "Urging the horse to raise his gun, desperate to stab at Wan Yanchang. He was good friends with Dong Chengyi, and the tragic death of his friend in front of him made him desperate, and attacked Wan Yan Changzhi one after another, each shot only to hurt the enemy, not to protect himself. Wanyan Changzhi did not show weakness, the spear rose and fell, and he did not give an inch.

I only heard the sound of "Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, T Zhu Zhen only felt that his shoulders were sore, his chest was tight, and he was unable to support it. And Wanyan Changzhi's nineteenth spear broke through Zhu Zhen's spear shadow and pierced Zhu Zhen's chest.

The two main generals died one after another, and the Song army, which was already at a disadvantage, was even more overwhelmed, and immediately became in chaos.

At this time, the middle and left flanks of the Song army were fighting fiercely with the Jin army, and the chaos on the right flank immediately spread to the Chinese army. Yang Yan immediately discovered the defeat of the right wing and was taken aback.

At this time, Yu Gongliang and Xin Qiji also rode to his side, and Yu Gongliang said: "The right wing is defeated, what should we do now?" ”

Yang Yan said: "I can't hesitate now, I will immediately go to the rescue of the right wing in person, hoping to stabilize the corner, and I will hand it over to you to command here, there is a princess blocking Monk Wanyan Chen, as well as Liu Fuwu and Wang Shilong, there should be no problem." ”

Yu Gongliang didn't want Yang Yan to rescue the right wing in person, but he couldn't think of any other way for a while, and the current situation did not allow them to discuss it in detail. He opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything.

At this time, Xin Qiji said: "Yang Yan, I'll go with you." ”

Yang Yan nodded and said to Yu Gongliang: "Gongliang, I'll leave it to you here." After that, he took Xin Qiji and Zhang Shiyan, and in one fell swoop, "Fenglin Volcano" led a team of Song troops to the right and killed them.