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"Is there no one in this girl?"

Yang Feng looked ahead and said speechlessly.

Wanyan Tan did not choose to stick to the Huanglong Mansion, but chose to face the battle, after all, the Dajin Emperor also knew that the reason why he came to such a point was mainly because the conquered tribes defected, it can be said that the demon existed for one more day, and there were many rebels and thieves, if he held on to the Huanglong Mansion, it was indeed possible to wait for reinforcements to be withdrawn from the border between Mongolia and Goryeo, but it was also possible to wait for a dozen or even hundreds of thousands of rebel troops, and his reinforcements would definitely not have so many.

He must defeat the demon in one fell swoop.

Wanyan Kang's 100,000 troops lined up against the south gate of the square city with a circumference of nearly eight miles, 100,000 iron cavalry with more than 10,000 iron floating as the core, 10,000 light cavalry on each wing, and 30,000 light cavalry of the militia were actually lined up behind the formation, and there were 20,000 cavalry who were also militiamen in the east and west, and the entire formation was dozens of miles from east to west......

Well, Yang Feng actually released a hot air balloon.

This thing was in the sky hundreds of meters high, constantly telling him about the deployment of the Jin army in flags.

After all, it is completely impossible to fight a decisive battle with a million-strong army on a cold-weapon battlefield, and more than 200,000 people are almost impossible to effectively command in a single battle in the era when there are no hot air balloons and telephones.

However, this is only a book number.

His Majesty the Dajin Emperor, the real main force is 10,000 Tiefutu and 10,000 kidnappers and horses on each wing, charging the front with mounted cavalry, and attacking the two wings with light cavalry.

However, his strength is still twice that of Yang Feng.

Moreover, the vast majority of Yang Feng's troops are light cavalry, and this thing will be crushed in front of the mounted cavalry.

"King, you are invincible with the thunder of the sky!"

Yue Jun said eagerly.

Obviously, this is the source of their confidence, otherwise these rabble would never have the courage to run and play head-on with the mounted cavalry, this is not a level at all, those who even have people and horses are all wrapped in heavy armor, except for the ironclad monsters whose eyes are barely exposed, are specially used to restrain them, not to mention that this is still 10,000 mounted cavalry, you must know that the core of the golden vulture rampant Henan battlefield is only five thousand iron floating slaughter.

But it's not the same with a thunderbolt.

"Heavenly thunder? Are you going to rely on the king's thunder for the rest of your life? ”

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the Mo knife inserted beside him, jumped out of the chariot and walked to the front of the formation.

In fact, his arrangement was no different from that of Wanyan Tan, and he was also equipped with cavalry in the center, two wings of the Dangkou army light cavalry, and two wings of the loyal army light cavalry, but his mounted cavalry was only a thousand, and in addition to the three hundred warriors who followed him, there were another seven hundred armed with captured armor. In addition, his total strength is 50,000, although most of them are young and strong, but those loyal and righteous troops are actually herdsmen, and their combat effectiveness is limited compared to the old and weak strong points of the Jin army, and unlike the Jurchens under the Meng'an Moke system, these loyal and righteous troops are led by tribal leaders, and the organization is chaotic, it is difficult to have any command at all, and even many people do not understand the language.

Clearly, he was able to beat the weak.

"You are all the remnants of the old Liao, twenty years ago it was here, Wanyan Agu fought with 20,000 Jurchen cavalry, defeated the 700,000 army of the old Liao Tianzuo Emperor, since then the strength of Liao and Jin has reversed, and the Jurchens have destroyed Liao in one fell swoop, so that you will suffer the shame of losing the country, make you become Jurchen slaves, and make countless of your relatives die in the Jurchen iron hoof. Today, this king will take you here, wash away your shame, avenge your relatives here, this king will not give you the thunder, this king will take you to defeat the Jurchens with the knife in his hand, 20 years ago Jin destroyed Liao here, 20 years later you destroyed Jin here, here underground, the Liao army of the battle of Hubu Answering Gang is watching you, good men wash the battlefield with blood! ”

Yang Feng raised his knife and shouted.

"Kill, kill the Jurchen!"

Yue Jun roared.

"Kill, kill the Jurchen!"

Countless voices roared.

"Under the umbrella of Huang Luo, it's a complete face!"

Yang Feng pointed the knife in his hand to the back of the Jin army who was arrayed almost a mile away and asked.

"Back to the king, exactly!"

Yue Jun said holding the binocular.

"Okay, let's see this king wait for you to capture him!"

Yang Feng roared.

Then he jumped into the chariot.

"Rush!"

He shouted with a finger of the Mo knife in his hand.

The Xi man hurriedly urged the four horses, and the chariot rushed straight towards the Jin army.

Almost at the same time, the Jin army on the opposite side also saw this scene, the Tiefu Tu, which had completed the array, first began to move forward, and behind Yang Feng, the Dangkou army also began to move forward, and then their respective wings successively urged the war horses, and the decisive battle of hundreds of thousands of cavalry began.

And on the chariot, Yang Feng picked up his giant bow, stood proudly in the chariot galloping, and continued to shoot giant arrows at the opposite Jin Army Tiefutu in the hunting of the banner behind him, the giant arrows like trumpets with red tails, constantly flying over hundreds of meters of the battlefield, crashing and nailing the charging Tiefutu to the ground, and the cavalry behind him like a tsunami looked at the invincible god of war figure of his commander, and all let out an exuberant roar.

In this way, the chariot running at full speed continued to close the distance with the gradually accelerating Iron Floating Tu on the opposite side.

Just when the distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters, Yang Feng suddenly jumped up nearly a zhang high, and landed on the ground with both hands holding his giant Mo knife with a roar, crashing straight into the almost boundless Iron Floating Slaughter.

Opposite him, a golden army officer with a spear in his hand was flat in front of his chest, and with the help of the power of his horse galloping at full speed, he slammed into it fiercely.

The next moment, however, the officer's head exploded.

At the same time, Yang Feng jumped up again, stepping on his horse's back like a swooping beast, and at the moment when the Jin Army officer fell, accompanied by the sorrowful roar of the war horse's overwhelmed burden, the giant Mo knife in his hand turned into a cold light and swept out, and in the spray of blood, the heads of the two Tiefutu on both sides immediately flew out. Immediately after that, there was a headless Tiefutu in front of him, and the head of another Jin Army officer exploded strangely again, and at the same time that this person's head exploded, Yang Feng jumped up and landed on the back of his war horse again, and with the help of the falling force, the Mo knife swept forward again, and the heads of two more Tiefutu flew up, and then the head of another Jin Army officer in front of him exploded......

This strange scene caused a moment of confusion in Tiefutu.

At the same time, the 1,000 mounted cavalry of the Dangkou Army first collided with the Iron Floating Tu, and in the chaotic sound of the cavalry impact, the real melee began.

It was a melee of more than 100,000 cavalry.

On the battlefield that stretched for more than 20 miles, the charging cavalry kept colliding together, and in the roar of impact and the howl of death, all the Han Khitans, Bohai people, Jurchens, Goryeo and Xi people were desperate to fight, piercing the opponent's body with the spears in their hands, cutting off the enemy's head with their knives, and using their blood to continue the great battle that decided the fate of the two countries more than 20 years ago. More than 20 years ago, Liao died in the battle of Hubu Dagang, which was in Huanglongfu, and the battle of Hubu Dagang began with the retreat of the Liao army in the ancient city of Malu, the ancient city of Malu is not far from the north, and everything in the whole campaign is for this Huanglong Mansion, and the Liao people, who have suppressed the blood feud for more than 20 years, will also use the blood of the Jurchens here to wash away the shame of their country.

"Kill, kill all the Jurchens!"

Covered in blood, Xiao Feng roared angrily and cut off the head of a Jurchen soldier.

"Kill, kill all the Jurchens!"

Countless remnants of the old Liao also roared and fought bloodily.

And in the center of this chaotic battlefield, a golden figure kept shining in the sky.

It's like the sun shining on the battlefield.

Yang Feng was alone and constantly jumping forward in the middle of the Iron Floating Massacre, he didn't even land, just like in those martial arts movies, he kept jumping from one war horse to another, and every time he changed the cold light of the Mo knife, it also cut through the air, and then the surrounding Iron Floating Slaughter was all cut off by his head, and every time he wanted to change horses, there would always be a Jin Jun Iron Floating Tu in front of him or his head exploded, or there was an extra penetrating wound on his chest.

Even when a Jin army tried to attack him with a bow and arrow, his head would explode strangely.

This scene made all the Jin Jun in front of him feel creepy.

And what made them even more creepy was that every time Yang Feng jumped, he was closer to the Huangluo umbrella behind them, and under the Huangluo umbrella was their emperor.

As Yang Feng continued to move forward, more and more Tiefutu had to give up the original mission and converge towards his front to block this demon and defend the end of the Chinese army in the rear, but all their efforts were meaningless, bows and arrows could not hurt him, swords and spears were useless, even throwing spears could not penetrate his armor, and the giant Mo knife in his hand kept swinging, each time it could harvest many heads of the Jin Army, and the strange head explosion out of thin air also kept appearing.

The more the Jin army fought, the more panicked they became.

But the morale of the Bandits and the Loyal Army is getting higher and higher.

Yang Feng's jumping figure is the best excitement.

Looking at the invincible figure of his commander, watching him and the Huangluo umbrella cover continue to close the distance, the soldiers of the Dangkou Army and the Loyal and Righteous Army in the bloody battle all fell into a religious fanaticism, this is their god, this is not only their commander, can give them a rich monarch, but their faith, their invincible god of war, their totem, their idol.

"This demon!"

On the mound, Yan Tan looked at Yang Feng's figure and said expressionlessly.

"Fellow mages, please subdue this demon."

He turned to the group next to him.

"Your Majesty, let's wait for me to subdue demons!"

A bald head said confidently.

Behind him was a horde of bald heads, goddesses, wizards, giants, and even deformities.