As soon as Li Yancheng's words were finished, Huata could no longer suppress the utilitarianism of grabbing the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the battle flag waved, and the roaring Western Xia army suddenly rode up and galloped wildly, waving the scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards Zhao Shu with a wild laugh, at this moment their hearts were boiling and agitating, and they wanted to seize the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty to prove the bravery of the Western Xia.

"Those who catch the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty will be rewarded with 10,000 households, 10,000 cattle and sheep, and the official will be promoted to the third level!"

"Those who catch the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty will be rewarded with 10,000 households, 10,000 cattle and sheep, and the official will be promoted to the third level!"

Bursts of shouts came out of the Chinese army tent in the flower tower, countless generals and soldiers were roaring and roaring, and the cheers and excitement of people and horses were like catalysts to push the morale of the tens of thousands of Western Xia troops to the extreme, and the already fierce Western Xia army was more like a giant tiger that was brave to the extreme at this time, roaring and shocking the heavens and the earth, tearing everything apart, and washing away the shame of the previous defeat.

In the screams of the Western Xia army, the indifference and banter in Zhao Shu's eyes were like a giant dragon watching a group of hungry wolves around him, and the tens of thousands of cavalry behind Zhao Shu were also excited and agitated to the extreme at this time, and many Guanzhong disciples couldn't imagine that now His Majesty the Emperor led them to fight in person, at this moment they understood that the achievement was in front of them, and only by showing their bravery in front of His Majesty could they make themselves real warriors.

The Zangma Mountain sacrifice brings a sense of honor, killing the enemy to serve the country, in exchange for glory and wealth, the utilitarian nature of this moment has all turned into the most courageous war will, at this moment they did not use gunpowder, did not use any bow and crossbow, showing the most primitive bravery, showing the strongest field power of the Great Song Dynasty.

And Zhao Shu wants to use this most brave and savage combat power to sacrifice the war souls who were once killed by the Western Xia, only in this way can he truly pay tribute to those warriors who died here and slept here forever.

The two armies were like two huge hammers finally colliding together, and with a bang, the heavens and the earth seemed to explode. Countless warriors, countless war horses turned into blurred flesh and blood at the moment of collision, knives hit knives, swords bombarded swords, spears stabbed guns, the most primitive, most savage, and most murderous side was completely let go.

Zhao Shu had already torn the yellow robe on his body, revealing his golden battle armor on the battlefield. Using such a conspicuous armor can be said to be looking for death, but Zhao Shu wants to use this way to tell the army of the Great Song Dynasty, telling everyone that he is here, he is on the battlefield, and he has come to the land controlled by the Western Xia army, and an emperor of the Han family has re-embarked on the land of his ancestors that he once lost.

"Kill!"

In the earth-shattering shout, Zhao Shu gathered countless sword guards around him, riding his horse and racing wildly. It was like the most courageous arrow that was fiercely inserted into the Western Xia army, and the golden battle armor was extremely dazzling under the scorching sun, and it also stimulated the nerves of the entire Western Xia army. Let them continue to gather here, and it also stimulates all the warriors of the Great Song Dynasty, because what they see when they look up is always the golden figure hitting the forefront, urging them to keep moving forward. Moving forward.

At this moment in their hearts, this golden figure is hope and encouragement. Even if the sky falls, as long as this figure is around, everything doesn't matter.

"Who is the commander of the Western Xia, can dare to fight with me. ”

In Zhao Shu's wild laughter, the fierce sound spread throughout the battlefield like a giant thunder, stimulating the blood of all the warriors of the Great Song Dynasty, and at this moment, the face of the flower tower in the big tent of the Western Xia Chinese Army was gloomy and terrifying, and it was also pale and terrifying.

"Aren't all the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty cowardly and incompetent? Why?

The roar and roar in the heart of the flower tower were also the roars and roars of all the Western Xia soldiers, and all the generals who were killed by Zhao Shu finally rose up in their hearts with this incredible thought.

It's just that in Zhao Shu's roar, the gloomy face of the flower tower of the Chinese army's big tent suddenly became full of fighting spirit, and he roared at the guards around him: "Let the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty know the bravery of our Xixia warriors today, and let this Song people know that my Xixia warriors are invincible in the world." ”

"Fly the flag and fight to the death!"

In the roar of the flower tower, he reached out and took off the face armor, waved the huge mace, and roared at the body, the soldiers holding the flag immediately waved the flag, and the surrounding guards roared to the sky: "Fight to the death, fight to the death!"

In this roar, thousands of soldiers continued to impact, colliding and killing Zhao Shu's figure.

Zhao Shu heard the earth-shattering shout, and laughed wildly: "Good! good!" Under the loud shout, the long sword wielded in his hand was plunged directly under the horse, and he casually took out an iron spear from the hands of the soldiers around him, and rode straight to the flower tower that came from the impact.

With a bang, the huge collision resounded again, Zhao Shu took the lead, directly crashed into the Xixia guards, waved his gun and killed, no one was invincible, and the sword guards beside him forcibly squeezed the Xixia soldiers around him, and went straight to the flower tower under the battle flag.

After a few breaths, the commanders of the two armies met together among the ten thousand armies, and the first time Hua Ta saw Zhao Shu, his eyes showed shock and fear, and he roared in the sky: "The ultimate master of martial arts, the emperor of the ultimate martial arts, why did the Great Song Dynasty have such a heroic master!"

In the grief and indignation, Huata stretched out his hand to grasp the huge mace, and roared: "I have never escaped the warrior of Western Xia, even if I die today, I will let you know the courage of my Western Xia warrior!"

Huata roared angrily, urging the war horse, and killed Zhao Shu directly, at this moment he only had Zhao Shu in front of him in his heart, only this Great Song Emperor who was covered in golden armor and had no one in his eyes.

When the flower tower approached Zhao Shu, Zhao Shu's eyes were cold, and the spear in his hand flickered, like a giant dragon soaring into the air, directly flying out the flower tower nail and nailing it to the ground, and the boss around him shattered directly with a bang.

When Li Yancheng, who was chasing the flower tower behind the army, saw the moment the Shuai Qi collapsed, he immediately roared: "Hurry up, go back to Xiazhou City!"

At this moment, Li Yancheng's heart was cold, once Xiazhou was lost, the Song people would control the entire river, and Great Xia would have no danger to the Great Song Dynasty, and from then on, Western Xia would no longer be able to herd horses in the south.

"Xiazhou, take Xiazhou with me!"

After Zhao Shu killed the Western Xia enemy chieftain, he drank up, and tens of thousands of war horses behind him roared towards Xiazhou City, which was hundreds of miles away, and after Yue Fei left some soldiers to clean up the battlefield, he also commanded the elite to kill the Xiazhou City.

Under the first battle, the morale of the army reached the extreme, and countless soldiers looked at the golden figure at the front, the blood all over their bodies continued to spurt, and countless armies gathered into the largest torrent towards Xiazhou City.

In the midst of the rushing army, Li Yancheng was also soaring, but he felt the army behind him, and his heart was very anxious, and he wanted to kill the Song people behind, but he didn't dare, because he knew that the originally cowardly Song people were coming here under the leadership of a giant dragon. (To be continued.) )