Chapter 737 Inexplicable Friend

Hearing this news, Wanyan Zonghan only felt a flower in front of him, and the whole person almost fell to the ground, why is this happening, why is this happening? His tens of thousands of cavalry, Manggul, Manggul, you fought in the east and west, and fought in the north and south, why did you easily fall for the Han people's plan to lure the enemy? Withdrawn? No, you can't withdraw, and if you withdraw at this time, it will make the Han people beat the water dogs. It is necessary to fight, lose Manggul and the tens of thousands of cavalry in time, the Jurchen warriors still have the advantage, gritted their teeth, Wanyan Zonghan pulled out his sword and rushed forward, "Listen to the order of this king, all forward, those who break the enemy camp will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, three enemies, ten taels of gold, and one beautie!" ”

After "killing" Yan Zonghan personally pressed the formation, the Jurchens gathered all their forces and swarmed forward, under the heavy reward, they all bravely moved forward, in front of the trench belt, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army finally couldn't stop it, when the gong sounded, as if they had caught the last life-saving straw, they flew backwards. The battle is fought to this extent, who cares about what military orders, I will chase if you run for your life, the Jurchen cavalry charged ahead, slashing and killing along the way, so not excited, a cavalryman stared at the fleeing Han man, with a smug smile on his face, he has already killed two people, kill one more, you can get ten taels of gold, a Han beauty. Kill, never give up, it is the vigor of the pursuit, the Jurchen suddenly felt as if it was suspended in the air, and then the war horse fell down, making a tragic neighing sound. I don't know when, the place where the Han people ran collapsed, and a trench of more than a zhang was revealed, the trench was very deep, and countless sharpened wooden thorns and countless war horses were fixed in it, and they died in the trench. As for the horse cavalry. It is also either dead or injured.

The trench belt finally worked. The charging cavalry suffered heavy casualties, the Jurchen offensive was frustrated, Wanyan Zonghan gritted his teeth with hatred, no wonder the Han foot soldiers held their positions to the death, and it turned out that they had left such a big meal for the Jurchen warriors. But, even if the road ahead is dangerous, can you retreat? No, Wanyan Zonghan still retains the ferocious and domineering since his debut. "The foot soldiers are advancing, the cavalry is behind, whoever dares to retreat will be killed! Whoever kills the enemy, the reward will be rewarded! ”

The Han people can not be afraid of death, are the Jurchen warriors going to be weak? The mad Jurchens, led by the cold-blooded king, charged to the death, and one by one the people fell, and they filled the trenches with corpses, and the horses stepped on. The horse's hooves were filled with bright red liquid, and at this time the companions built the way with their lives. How can you not cherish it? The Jurchens were red-eyed, and after paying a heavy price, they finally killed the camp on the Western Front, a strong man with a big beard holding a Zen staff and flying a few Jurchens, the big man had big eyes and ears, and the Zen staff was as heavy as a thousand pounds, who was it not Luda?

Ruda is a beast, because few people kill people like him, the Zen staff swept over, the middle was tragic and extraordinary, some people were cut in the belly, the intestines and internal organs flowed to the ground, and some people were directly split in half, Ruda has no skill in killing, but this method of killing is the most shocking. Wanyan Zonghan gasped and couldn't help muttering, "What a tiger general!" ”

"The Chinese army is forward, surround him," shouted a commander of a thousand men, who tried to use the method of siege to limit the killing of the Han Chinese. But as soon as they were fenced, Lin Chong, Wu Song and others led their troops to kill.

The melee is still going on, the dead are unknown, Lin Chong doesn't know if the big battalion on the Western Front can hold it, but as long as there is a breath of air, the big camp can't be lost. There is no rest, as long as the fight, whoever holds out to the end is the winner.

The large battalion on the western front was in a bitter battle, while the central front was calm, but no one dared to take it lightly, because everyone knew that the calmer the waves, the more fierce the storm hidden. Wanyan Zongwang held a sword, and the golden uniform embellished him with heroic and extraordinary? Why not attack, because he was waiting, waiting for the expected moment to come.

"Report, the king, Pang He and Yelu Sha led 30,000 elite soldiers to the west, the purpose is unknown!" A member of the detective horse galloped over, and when he got the news, Wanyan Zongwang smiled, Pang He and Yelusha led the troops to the west at the same time, what else could they do, was it to cooperate with Lin Chong and swallow Yan Zonghan's troops and horses in one bite? At this time, Wanyan Zongwang wanted to laugh three times, Zhao Yougong, Zhao Yougong, you have fought bloodily for so many years, and today, you will also fall on the bank of the Yongding River.

"After sending the order to Yan Zonghan, immediately withdraw and attack, attack the camp of the Yongding River Army from the southwest, and tell him to withdraw immediately!"

"Wanyan Lou Room, this king ordered you to lead 20,000 elite soldiers to take the lead, if anyone dares to retreat, there will be no forgiveness!" After Yan Zongwang gave orders one by one, the Jurchen army that had been waiting for a long time finally took action, and for a time the wind and clouds changed dramatically, and the clear sky was pregnant with a torrential rain, this is the real decisive battle, the two sides will use all their strength to fight together, and the winner will become the master of the world.

On the bank of the Yongding River, Zhao Yougong sat on the wooden chair with a calm expression, but his heart was by no means as calm as it looked, at this moment, he carried too much, he was the son of the King of Chu, the blood relative of Zhezong, he was the King of Qin in Guanzhong, and there were 200,000 tigers and wolves under his command, and there were hundreds of people. He can't be defeated, and if he loses, all hope will be lost, and the Great Song Dynasty will tremble slightly under the iron hooves of the Jurchens from now on.

"Zhao Ling, did you really decide that?" Xiao Zhiyun smiled like a spring breeze, as if she was asking, but she was firmly supporting, this is your decision, even if you are wrong, you should live and die together. She is the princess of Daliao Cheng'an, the pearl that the Bali clan is proud of, on this day, she wants to share the joys and sorrows with her man, whether it is life or death, she will move forward.

"Of course, why not? Lying in the coffin is Wan Yan Gao, in his heart is his father Khan, he will come, because, from many places, he is very similar to this king, some things, from birth, has been doomed! ”

At this moment, Zhao Yougong felt that he knew Yan Zongwang very well, he was also noble, he was also not valued, he was equally ambitious, and he was equally civil and military all-rounder, so is it the same love and righteousness? A man with so many advantages, it is impossible not to attach importance to love and righteousness, Wanyan Zongwang can't leave behind the uncle who led him all the way, just like he Zhao Yougong can't give up his identity as the son of King Chu, and he can't give up the flowing Zhezong bloodline. This love is a pride and a dignity.

Knock knock, there was a drum sound in the south, which shook the heavens and the earth. This time it was louder than usual. It's more tragic than ever. What should have come is still coming. If you shouldn't come, you will come, Zhao Yougong stood up suddenly, the breeze curled his black hair, and cut that handsome and extraordinary face, "The whole army."

Facing the enemy"

There are no grandiose words, but they are better than grandiose words. Xiao Zhiyun smiled and nodded, I have to say that there are some things that only he knows. Just like this time. The western front is frequently dangerous, but he does not move, and only in the end did he send Pang He and Yelusha out, but in fact it is a false move, Pang He and Yerusha are just a false shot, and they will eventually return to the middle line in another attitude. In other words, Zhao Yougong is gambling, and after betting, Yan Zongwang really wants to play in the middle line. If it was her Xiao Zhiyun, she would never do it, and she wouldn't dare to do it. But is it really a gamble? No. Only Zhao Yougong can grasp Yan Zongwang's mentality.

Wu Jue, Yang Zaixing, Yue Fei, Liu Jian, several members lined up fiercely. This is an unreserved war, and those who die can only be losers. The rain is pouring, the big dream is waking up, I am from heaven, I dominate all things, killing is my instinct, my name is war.

The order "Tiefutu prepares for the forward artillery battalion" was constantly conveyed, and Ling Zhen, who was wounded, stood firmly on the battlefield. He didn't go to rest, instinctively told him that this was a battle of fate, and if he lost, he would no longer have the opportunity to command the battle, so he was tired to death, but he had to persevere, and dying in victory was better than dying in defeat, and dying with a smile was better than dying.

The artillery battalion suffered heavy losses, and there was not much baggage, but so what, thunderbolts poured out, and the soldiers of the artillery battalion lifted their steel swords, and they were also good sons and daughters who went into battle to kill the enemy. The Jurchen infantry formation dispersed, they moved forward cautiously, but the formation was not tight, how powerful the artillery battalion of the Dingguo Army was, Wanyan Zongwang was clear, although the artillery battalion was heavily damaged on the Western Front, Zhao Yougong could be cunning, would he leave some soldiers and horses in the Chinese army camp?

Wanyan Zongwang is on guard, it is not unusual at all, Zhao Yougong doesn't want to wait any longer, if he waits any longer, the other party will have to tear down all the low walls. The order to launch was transmitted, and countless thunderbolts burst into sparks on the ground, even if the Jurchens had already taken precautions, they were still shocked in the face of such a thunderstorm, and suffered heavy casualties. The Jurchens withdrew, but after a while they pounced again, as if they were about to exhaust all the capabilities of the artillery battalion. In the end, the artillery battalion lacking baggage was dumbfounded, and even so, Wanyan Zongwang still did not dare to press it on a large scale, and it was not until the infantry was ten zhang away from the Dingguo army formation that he said loudly, "Qierhan, lead the cavalry to make a detour on the left flank and block the Tiefutu for Ben Khan!" ”

It is necessary to block the Iron Floating Massacre, and if you can't stop the Iron Floating Massacre, let this group of iron-armored heavy cavalry cooperate with the chain of horses, and the infantry formation that charges ahead will be cut and shattered in an instant. Qierhan knew how difficult the task was, but he didn't have a choice, and whoever dared to say a word at this time would dare to cut off the head of the Khan. All 30,000 elite horsemen poured out, this was the last strength in Wanyan Zongwang's hands, but he didn't care, didn't Zhao Yougong also show all his hole cards, if anyone was afraid, he would commit suicide.

"Circular array, staggered forward" A large circular array appeared, a rain of arrows flew out of the circular array, and the foot soldiers collided together, and the Jurchens found themselves touching a bunch of iron lumps, and the worst thing was that this iron lump also kept releasing bows and arrows, but no one dared to retreat, the overseer team was behind them, and whoever dared to retreat would move his head somewhere. The shadow of death hung over everyone's heads, the Jurchens suffered heavy casualties, at this time, I don't know who roared, many people pulled it to their waists, they didn't notice it before, and now they saw many Jurchens hanging two porcelain jars on their waists, they untied the porcelain jars and threw them directly into the circle, and then the air was filled with a kind of yellow dust, and the smell of wine, it turned out that those porcelain jars were full of sulfur powder and wine. The rocket flew out of the hands of the Jurchens, instantly igniting the earth, and countless soldiers of the Dingguo Army couldn't react, and directly turned into burning people, the flames burned, and the scalps of the people who heard the miserable howls were numb.

Wanyan Zongwang knew that the battle formation of the Dingguo Army was in full swing, and the infantry wanted to defeat the Dingguo Army, which was wishful thinking, but if he couldn't beat it, he couldn't use other methods? The Battle of Wuzhou City taught him too many things, sulfur powder and wine, which Zhao personally taught him. One by one, the flame array burned, and the battle array that the Dingguo Army was proud of became scattered, and Wanyan Lou Room, who had been waiting for a long time, pounced on it like a mad dog, and some of the panicked soldiers of the Dingguo Army were still on fire, how could they resist these tiger and wolf soldiers. Blood, flames, black, mixed together. Zhao Yougong's face was sad, but he was unmoved, this is the Wanyan Zongwang he knows, if he dares to fight, he must be prepared, then Wanyan Zongwang is prepared, and the Dingguo Army is not prepared?

The infantry formation of the Dingguo Army was quickly dispersed, leaving corpses all over the ground, and after Yan Lou Room rushed all the way, he seemed to have found a way to win. However, he didn't be happy for long, and soon Yang Zaixing led a strange army to block the front. To tell the truth, when he saw Yang Zaixing, Wanyan Lou's heart trembled, he was not sure to fight with Yang Zaixing, the first tiger in Guanzhong, not Zhao Ling but surnamed Yang, this is Yang Shaolie. Since his debut, he has had an impression with others, that is, brave, brave, a bright silver gun, no one is invincible.

"Dog, do you recognize your grandfather Yang?" Yang Zaixing's tiger eyes breathed fire, and the screams of the soldiers of the Dingguo Army just now were still in his ears, and now, he had to avenge them.

After Yan Lou's room, don't be too happy, was the Dingguo army defeated so easily? The iron pulleys were pushed forward, the iron arms were like centipede stingers, many Jurchens had never seen this kind of iron pulley at all, and they were suddenly cut to blood, they lay on the ground and wailed, but the soldiers of the Dingguo army would not have any mercy, and the swordsmen in the rear swarmed up, venting all their anger on these Jurchens. Yang Zaixing stared at Wan Yan Lou Room, the corner of his mouth sneered, the horse was magnificent, staring at Wan Yan Lou Room trembling all over, and finally, under heavy pressure, Wan Yan Lou Room raised his double knives and roared over, "Yang Zaixing, this king killed you!" ”

"The mayfly shakes the tree, I don't know whether the ear is dead or alive" The gun is like a swimming dragon, shaking a flower, and the flower in front of Yan Lou's room is a pain. Hey, it's so powerful, Wanyan Lou is not Wanyan Zonghan, let alone Wanyan Zongbi, he doesn't have the courage not to be afraid of death, he still wants to spend his life, and he also wants wealth and beauty. He couldn't beat it, so he turned his head and ran, and when he ran, the morale that was already under pressure suddenly fell to the ground.

The Jurchens retreated, and as soon as they won a game, they were beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

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