Three thousand cavalry also desperately squeezed the horsepower to rush to Wanyan Xianye, after this battle, these horses will inevitably run out of horsepower, even if they don't die, they will be scrapped.

Under the full strength of the three thousand iron-clad cavalry, with the heavy iron armor, there was no blocking momentum at all, and under the impact, all the Jurchen cavalry could not be stopped at all, and they were either knocked away or directly killed.

"Kill!"

In Han Shizhong's roar, the spurs of the stirrups under his feet were inserted into the body of the war horse again, and the blood was dripping, and the speed of the Thousand-Mile-Horse under the seat was even faster, and the three thousand True Qi Realm martial artists, with the Thousand-Miles War Horse, and sharp weapons, rushed to kill with an unstoppable momentum.

"Protect the prince!"

"Protect the marshal!"

Tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry guarding Yan Xianye desperately rushed towards Han Shizhong, but the three thousand thick armor and heavy armor were not afraid of any swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the true qi of the body, the three thousand iron cavalry ignored a qiē, and was killed by some Jurchen cavalry, and did not stop at all, and went straight towards the Jurchen Chinese army.

Between breaths, the three thousand iron horsemen directly chiseled through the Jurchen army, and approached Yan Xianye's Daxu.

At this moment, Yan Xian's face also changed greatly, and the guards around him were also furious, killing Han Shizhong, and some of the guards even rushed to the hooves of the war horses, wanting to stop the slightest.

Hundreds of iron horsemen were directly stoned to death or dragged to death by Wan Yan Xianye's personal guards, but many more approached in front of Da Xu.

"Stop them! Stop them!"

Wan Yan Xian also roared angrily, and the Jurchen cavalry attacking the large array in the distance also panicked and wanted to return to help, but they were dragged back by the large array, they went too deep into the large array, and it was too late to rescue.

When there were only a few hundred of the 3,000 iron cavalry left, Han Shizhong finally chiseled through tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry and came to the face of Wanyan Xianye's Daxu.

"Let's go!"

Wan Yan Xian could also see the cold aura in Han Shizhong's eyes from a few people, and he couldn't care about anything. Directly turned the horse's head and left, and several guards followed closely with Da Xu, and the morale of the Jurchen cavalry plummeted for a while.

The cavalry in the large array all rushed out, clinging to the Jurchen cavalry.

"Tartar Hugh away!"

Han Shizhong roared angrily in his mouth, like thunder, and stretched out his hand to slam the Chixiao on his waist, and the entire Chixiao turned into a long rainbow, smashing directly into Wanyan Xianye.

"Bold thief!"

Wan Yan Xian also roared, and the long knife in his hand slashed hard, bombarding with Changhong. The long knife and the war horse were crushed to death by the great force.

"Emperor's Sword, how could you have such an artifact?"

"With the Emperor Sword in your hand, you dare to show it, aren't you afraid of being beheaded by Zhao Shu'er to show the public!"

"No, Chixiao is in the hands of Zhao Shuxiao'er, how can I give it to you!"

Wan Yan Xian also stood on the ground, his hair was scattered, his face was full of incredible roars, and the big beside him had been blown off.

"Hurry up, big handsome, go away!"

The crippled guards around them roared. The Jurchen cavalry who came to the rescue from a distance roared even more.

The innate warriors in the Jurchen army almost rushed to the death.

Wan Yan Xian also reacted, and walked away, how could Han Shizhong let go of such a result. The iron cavalry around him slashed and surrounded Wan Yan Xian, and some of the Jurchen soldiers also rushed here and slashed together with the iron cavalry around them.

There were fewer and fewer iron horses around Han Shizhong. But it's getting closer and closer to Yan Xian.

"Die!"

Hundreds of horsemen galloped in front of Wan Yan Xianye, slashing down fiercely, and the long knife broke. The war horse was shocked to death by the great force, and Wan Yan Xian was also seriously injured on the ground, and all the guards who guarded him were also killed.

"Haha! What a Han Shizhong, what a person who died and then lived! Ben Shuai died unjustly, it was a certain family that underestimated you and underestimated you southerners!"

Wan Yan also looked at Han Shizhong, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, and he was also full of self-deprecation, laughing loudly.

"Zhao Shu thief, I gave Chixiao to you, such a person, the old man was defeated in his hands, if there is no Chixiao, it is thousands of troops, and the old man can also kill you Han Shizhong!"

Wan Yan slanted unwillingly, pulled out a short sword from his waist, put it across his neck, and roared angrily: "Dajin is immortal!

Han Shizhong looked at Wan Yan Xianye, who died by suicide, and cut off his head with Chixiao: "Die under Chixiao, you are not wronged!"

"Marshal!

"Dashuai!"

All the Jurchen generals looked confused, roared angrily, and rushed over from all directions, while in the Bagua Dragon Formation behind them, the fire cavalry was crushed, and the infantry phalanx was pressing forward step by step.

Han Shizhong picked up Wan Yan Xianye's head, roared in the sky, and vented the joy in his heart: "Wan Yan Xianye's head is here!"

"Wanyan is also here!"

The cavalry around Han Shizhong also shouted wildly, venting the ecstasy in their hearts, looking at the head of Wan Yan Xian who was held high, the Jurchens were completely panicked, some people gritted their teeth and wanted to avenge Wan Yan Xian, some wanted to quit and regroup, and some wanted to flee from this place immediately, and for a while they lost the Jurchen army under their command and lost their strength.

All the soldiers and horses of the Bagua Qiulong Great Array bombarded and slaughtered, crushing all these scattered Jurchen armies.

"How so?

In the distance, Jin Wushu's face was sad, and his heart was full of anger.

On the other side, the Jurchen Prime Minister was already shocked after Yan Sagai: "Uncle Huang is gone!"

After a moment of shock, Wan Yan Sakai roared angrily: "Go!

The army of more than 100,000 Jurchens collapsed at this moment, and the 100,000 Qilin army chased after the north.

"Hurry up, go to Yanjing, and tell His Highness that Han Shuai beheaded the Jurchen Marshal and Wanyan Slan's brother. Slaughter a hundred thousand Jurchen troops!"

On the watchtower, Sima Tingxin roared angrily at the heralds around him.

"Roar along the way, let all the people of Yanyun know!"

Sima Tingxin's eyes suddenly moved, and he said directly.

"Han Shuai, it seems that the position of the Metropolitan Governor has been captured!"

Sima Tingxin looked at the Qilin army chasing and killing the Jurchen cavalry around him, and a kind of pride surged in his heart: "Sima clan lost the country and Hu, from now on, he will definitely assist the British lord and wash away the shame of Sima's clan!"

Han Shizhong was also full of pride in his heart at this time, chasing and killing the Jurchen defeated general.

More than a dozen horsemen galloped all the way from Longmen Ancient Village to Yanjing, shouting angrily along the way: "Han Shuai beheaded 100,000 Jurchens and killed Jurchen Emperor Uncle Wanyan Xianye!"

"Slaughter 100,000, and behead Yan Xianye after the battle!"

The people from Longmen to Yanjing were all boiling, and the shadow of being oppressed by the Jurchens for several years was swept away, and the inferiority complex caused by hundreds of years of oppression by Hulu was also swept away.

"Good! Han Shizhong really lived up to the expectations of the Lone King, slaughtered 100,000 Jurchen Tartars, and slaughtered Wanyan Aguta's brother Wanyan Xianye!"

Zhao Shu looked at the good news in his hand, and could not hide the joy in his heart, after this battle, the Jurchens no longer dared to go south, and the siege of Taiyuan was solved without a fight, which was enough to deter the western army and make them dare not stand on their own.

"Congratulations to Your Highness, Your Highness, after this battle, the northern Xinjiang is fine!"

Jiang Kui was also overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect Han Shizhong to be able to have such a result, let alone such a hasty encounter, so that Han Shizhong could achieve such a result.

"Yousi is ready to reward immediately!

Zhao Shu immediately ordered down, and the big reward needed after the big victory.

"Slaughter 100,000, and behead Yan Xianye after the battle!"

Wu Jie looked at the good news in his hand, his face was even more shocked, and the generals in the tent were also shocked.

"Dashuai, we swept around the Great Wall, although we have great merit, but not as good as Han Shuai, now His Royal Highness is talking about the position of the governor of the capital with his military merits, and the marshal must make extraordinary contributions!"

"For today's plan, it is to cross the Great Wall, take advantage of the emptiness of the Jurchen to go to Beijing, go straight to the Yellow Dragon, and force the troops to go to Beijing, so that we can establish the merit of eternity!"

"The Jurchens were slaughtered more than 100,000 people, and their country must be terrified, even if they don't go to Beijing, they can go out of the Great Wall, deter the Jurchens, and collect the passes along the way!"

Wu Jie looked at the words of the generals, and his heart was also slightly Lingran: "Soldiers out of the Great Wall!" (to be continued......