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Volume One: Yanyun Rebellion Volume One: Yanyun Rebellion Chapter 138: Killing the King (Thirteen)

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    Thousands of Jurchen warriors, whether they are those who rushed into the battle, were scarred, and were still fighting to the death with Zhan Gong's red guards for the rest of their lives, they still used their own bodies and their own lives to protect Wanyan Shehe's body.  The shape is directly related to the cavalry warriors commanded by the Confederate Army.  .  At this time, as long as there is still one breath.  They all watched blankly as Wan Yanshe rolled down the battlefield with his men and horses, while the commander of the Confederate army raised his sword high, roared, and stabbed it down without stopping.  The blood on Wanyan Shehema's chest splashed up to a foot high!  Everyone can¡¯t believe this fact.  Jurchen Guoliu Youbo is very powerful and leads the marshal of the capital.  Wanyan Zonghan's favorite son, who was as valuable as a prince, died in a battle south?  Then, what are they still doing?  Every Jurchen warrior had this idea running through his mind, and for a moment they even forgot to fight!  The Song army did not care about the broken infantry of the Shenwu Victory Army.  Xiao Yan's personal guards who were blocking him were also turning back and staring blankly at the scene in front of them.  Zhang Xian was cut off by Dong Dalang and the spear was passed through his shoulder and back, and he was nailed to the ground firmly, with blood gushing out.  But regardless of the torn wound, he still turned his head and looked back on the ground.  And Dong Dalang also found a short knife in his hand, raised it high, and was about to stab it.  But his movements stopped completely at this moment, and he looked at the scene in front of him with the same heart-shaking heart.  "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, are you really just unbeatable?"  You can survive any desperate situation. Does God's favor only lie on you alone?  As long as a certain family is left alone, they will always seek to find you to understand this feud that has become too entangled!  One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.  Little one, little one one,, one one, one one, little "little one, little one one one, little "one small"" The pause in the field seems to be very long and it seems to be very short.  Every remaining Jurchen warrior burst into heart-rending roars. Regardless of whether they were on foot or on horseback, or the weapons their opponents summoned, they all roared and rushed towards Xiao Yan, wanting to kill him as their little master.  To take revenge, you need to take back the body of the little master, or simply die with the little master!  No one dares to imagine that they can go back alive to face the wrath of Zong Han, a powerful Jurchen of this generation!  The remaining soldiers of the Song Army.  There were also earth-shattering cheers and shouts that were just like the roars of the Jurchen warriors. They also did not hesitate their lives. They came one after another and stood in front of Xiao Yan, guarding him tightly with their weapons and bodies.  You Zi firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and nailed Xiao Yan to Wanyan Shehe's dead body!  The man behind him is their commander, their flag, and their invincible god of war!  The fighting between the two sides was ten times more intense than before. Everyone no longer cared about their own lives. In just a short moment, many soldiers from both sides fell at the same time.  The opportunity was blocked for just a moment.  The white-backed soldiers who rushed to help have already arrived.  When they stepped into the camp, a war horse suddenly fell to the ground with its front hooves weakened.  Such a desperate gallop has already made it difficult for these war horses to support themselves.  Immediately, the soldier rolled over and rushed towards the melee battlefield here desperately!  "These Jurchen warriors have completely ignored their own backs. In fact, their final attack is nothing more than a death wish.  The Baizhui soldiers rushed over and cut them down like chopping melons and vegetables. As for the Jurchen soldiers, no one could rush into Xiao Yan's side!  Zhang Xian was nailed to the ground, watching Xiao Yan safe.  After taking a breath, he prepared to close his eyes and wait for death.  Suddenly he felt Dong Dalang's hand loosening his throat.  This Dong Dalang is very quick to see opportunities.  Knowing that if you don't escape, it will be too late - it can even be said that you are involved in this war from the beginning.  Dong Dalang is always ready to escape. No matter what, saving his life is the most important thing.  He didn¡¯t even waste time to kill Zhang Xian. He turned around and fled back with the broken knife in hand.  Two white hammer soldiers rushed towards them. Dong Dalang threw out the broken knife and hit one of the white hammer soldiers in the face.  The white soldier turned over and fell off his horse without even making a sound.  Another white soldier stabbed Ma Shan, Dong Dalang had already grabbed the head of the horse, and Ma Shan attacked from both sides, cutting his hands with blood, but Dong Dalang ignored him.  He pulled hard in the direction in which the horse was charging, and he had already pulled the white soldier off his horse!  The next moment, Dong Dalang had already turned over and jumped on the horse.  Ma Shan swung his hand and forced a bloody path for him.  He fished out a war horse abandoned by a Jurchen warrior and wrapped the reins around his left wrist.  A single man and two horses, dancing with their right hands, galloping north.  Bai Gua soldiers were coming in a steady stream, but they were more eager to swarm around Xiao Yan, and not many had the intention to stop him.  Dong Dalang actually did it again.  He forced his way out of the way and struggled to save his life!    One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, the last one  The screams of the Jurchen soldiers being chopped down echoed over the dead bodies and the blazing fire of the Chinese army camp. Countless white-spine soldiers and remaining Shenwu Evervictorious Army infantry rushed towards Xiao Yan, and everyone was asking loudly.  : "Xiao Xuanzan.  Are you okay?  " Bai Guabing, who led the team, directed the crowd to line up, rushed to the front, and paid homage to Xiao Yan with a big ceremony: "Xiao Xuanzan.  We are late, Xuan Zan is frightened, and his subordinates will die without mercy!  " " Xiao Yan also showed that very cool Risheng, with his knees on the dead horse, holding swords in both hands, dead, nailed to Wanyanshehema's chest pain. Wanyanshehema under the sword, would have died long ago  The soldiers surrounding Xiao Yan a few steps away looked at him in silence, looking at each other, wondering if Xiao Xuanzan would die together with this kid. The commander of the Baidu soldiers was about to get up and step forward to take a look.  Finally, he saw Xiao Yan suddenly let go of his hands, stood up, swayed, and sat down. The commander rushed over and shouted, "Xiao Xuanzan, Xiao Xuanzan" with his eyes closed.  After taking a breath, he pushed away the conductor's supporting hands and said roughly: "I'm fine!  " Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the people around him all cheered loudly! "I'm fine, I'm just dizzy. Although I'm numb from this life-and-death experience, I can't keep doing it like this." Xiao Yan  In my heart, God raised a middle finger to this thief.  Anyway, he has spent his whole life fighting with this guy who manipulated his destiny, and he is too lazy to please him anymore.  .  Immediately he stood up with a heavy breath and looked around.  On the battlefield, only the sound of the dying man's last breath was left.  The wounded soldiers were rolling on the ground, groaning, and struggling.  There were dead people everywhere. It turned out that the circular formation formed by Zi Zhi, and the fallen warehouses were corpses. Gan Yang Jia Shi and his subordinates were entangled and died in one place.  Broken blades and broken swords are everywhere.  There are hedgehog-like arrow feathers stuck on the ground.  On the stockade fence and in the tents, fires of all sizes were rising everywhere, and fireworks rolled in waves.  The soldiers in front of him were either the White Hammer Soldiers who were galloping desperately to help or their own personal guards.  The soldiers of the Shenwu Ever-victorious Army, all covered with blood and sweat, looked at him with admiration.  It is now darkness before dawn, but the sky in the distance is reddened by the growing fire.  It seems that the world is full of blood. I have survived again." How many times do I have to go through such cruel battlefield scenes before I can reach this. The peak of the era, let fate be truly controlled by oneself.  In your hand?  Bargaining is not necessary." He suddenly looked around: "Where is Zhang Xian? Where is that little pretty boy?" Almost half of Xiao Yan's bodyguards were gone.  Either dead or injured, in close combat, they have to block the impact of the Jurchen warriors who are fierce and daring, both on foot and on horseback.  The damage is naturally not minor.  The guards who were struggling for their lives looked at each other in confusion. Everyone had just fought bloody battles, and they were all stunned. Who had noticed where Zhang Xian, their commander of the guards, was?  At this time, I heard Zhang Xian¡¯s weak greeting voice: ¡°Xuanzan, I¡¯m here,¡± Xuanzan, are you okay?  "Zhaicai's spear was used to resist the rider with one step, and he praised the good tactics." Xiao Yan's concubine walked towards the direction of Zhang Xian's voice. Just look at this little white face, a broken spear penetrated the intersection between the shoulder and the back, and was nailed to the ground.  The wound was still torn, and blood was pouring out. Zhang Xian was probably relieved, and he grinned in pain. He looked at Xiao Yan and said with a forced smile: "If Xuan Zan can't die, then I can't die." Xiao Yan barely smiled and cursed.  : "You're a lucky boy!" He knelt down and held Zhang Xian's shoulders.  To lift him up.  Zhang Xian shook his head. He gritted his teeth and used strength to sit up. The broken spears passed through his wounds and were left bloody on the ground.  The Bai Ji soldiers and Shenwu Changsheng soldiers behind him had some gold wound medicine. They hurriedly came over to apply it on him, and then took off their battle skirts and tied them up for him.  Zhang Xian had a pale face and shook his head: "It's Dong Dalang, he escaped again! This guy seems to be unbeatable." Xiao Yan was startled, then smiled and comforted him: "Dong Dalang sent Zhuozhou Yi away first  Otherwise, how could Yaoshi Guo be so good at cooking? Then he gave Pengju a divine horse in Gubeikou and handed over his old foundation to me in Tanzhou. Now he also gave me a Jurchen commander.  Come on! I still can't bear the death of the boy who gave me money. I hope Dong Dalang lives a long life!" Xiao Yan's words immediately caused a burst of laughter.  Everyone felt pity for Dong Dalang.  Zhang Xian also bared his teeth and smiled: "Xuanzan, let's justI have survived, but I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on with my brother Yue family and Han Du Yuhou?  Have all the godchildren been wiped out?  " As he spoke, the sky was already dimly lit, and the morning star hung high in the sky. Even without the firelight, the surrounding scenery was dimly distinguishable. " This long night seems to be coming to an end. Questioning Zhang Xian,  Xiao Yan just shook his head slowly: "I have fulfilled my responsibility as commander here.  He also saved his own life.  I don¡¯t know where Han Shizhong and Yue Fei are.  They must have fulfilled their responsibilities. "Lezi was finally lured out." Determine the situation here as soon as possible. I will lead you to turn around Yanjing. Those who fought to the death for the Song Dynasty can't turn around to Yanjing to take credit.  Do you want to see others taking advantage of our many deadly battles?  Follow me, Xiao Yan, and you will never let those who work hard in bloody battles suffer!  " He stood up proudly and ordered his surroundings: " Clean up the camp, count the damage, treat the wounded soldiers, and put out the fire.  When the military information from Yue Fei and Han Shizhong is passed on, we can take the next step which is to take back Fubeikou on foot and block the belt south of the Great Wall. Then we will turn back!  ¡± Everyone around them promised loudly, and naturally there were white soldiers and officers from Shenwu Changsheng Army at all levels to deal with various matters after the war. Xiao Yan also walked around among the wounded soldiers, saying a few words of comfort from time to time. There were  The wounded soldiers could not survive, so Xiao Yan stood aside and sent them off solemnly. After a night of bloody fighting, the Jurchens set foot on the camp, causing four to five hundred casualties to Xiao Yan's camp. Almost the entire camp was destroyed.  The fighting power of these Jurchen warriors is really amazing. If they don't go north, God knows how much changes these Jurchen soldiers going south will have on the battle against Yan.  When he closed the eyelids of a seriously injured soldier, his body suddenly stopped, and the guards and white-collared soldiers standing beside him also stopped for no other reason. To the north, another thunderous sound was heard.  The sound of horse hooves came! Although the sky was slightly brighter at this time, it was still far away from the time when the surrounding scenery could be clearly distinguished. Everyone looked to the north, but could not see anything. They only heard the sound of horse hooves.  Coming closer. I don¡¯t know who muttered: ¡°Is the Yuhou Brigade from Handu coming?  " Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, but he didn't think so. He suddenly picked up a spear on the ground, held the flat end in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Line up, head north!  Crossbowmen blocked the gap in the stockade fence!  Victory is at hand.  Protecting yourself is the most important thing!  Maybe it¡¯s the godson team coming!  But Yuhou, the capital of Han, must not be far away!  " Last night, he also saw the scene of his godson burning the fort and the rockets heading south. Calculating the time, almost these south-going leptonites should have arrived if they were not intercepted by Han Shizhong. As long as they can continue  After resisting them for a while, Han Shizhong will definitely arrive, and under the attack from both inside and outside, he will be able to crush the main force and win a complete victory in the field! With Xiao Yan's shout, everyone immediately took action.  , Bai Guan soldiers mounted their horses, and the crossbowmen approached the gap in the fence. Even the wounded soldiers struggled to get up, picked up the arrows shot last night on the ground, and handed them to the severely injured Zhang Xian.  He jumped up from the remaining tent that he had just taken in. His right shoulder and back could not move. He picked up a simple knife with his left hand and rushed towards Xiao Yanxiao, who was holding a spear and shouting, and stood tightly beside him!  Yan ignored him and strode towards the gap in the stockade. The soldiers of the group rushed forward. They were now in their respective positions. Although they were dilapidated, they still had Bai Ji behind them.  With soldiers as support, the godson Chongzhou Xiaoyi was by Xiao Yan's side. Among them were the ten soldiers of Shenwu Changsheng Army who quickly killed the Jurchen soldiers and the corpses of Zhang Jiaxin's soldiers.  Pull them over and stack them at the gap of the village fence. Everyone is waiting for another attack from the Jurchen brigade. But no one expected that the first thing that appeared in front of them was this scene. One by one, Xiao!  One, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, small, the jade color has become brighter and brighter, and the morning mist has been rising in the surrounding fields, and the two cavalry troops have broken through the morning.  Two cavalry troops were galloping towards the north, one on the outer wing and the other on the inner wing. The two sides were rushing toward Xiao Yan's camp, holding their bows at each other.  Shooting. The arrows from both sides were intertwined. It was impossible to be accurate at such a high speed. Only with good luck could some of the riders from the opposing team turn over and fall off their horses. Although the two sides were shooting at each other, nothing happened.  They were fighting each other, and they were competing to see who could reach Xiao Yan's camp first! This kind of cavalry battle was really unheard of.The cavalry of the wing is wearing hats and light armor.  It is Jurchen Qingqi.  Cavalry on the inner flank.  They were all unarmored white-spiked soldiers, carrying felt-covered spears and holding bows to shoot. The back half of the horse they were riding was dripping with blood!  When these two groups of cavalry could see Xiao Yan's camp.  Invariably, they all stopped shooting at each other.  They all raised their heads to look at Xiao Yan's camp, when they saw the military flag in Xiao Yan's camp still dancing in the faint morning breeze.  All the Baizhui soldiers cheered loudly, and the Jurchen cavalry was among them.  But there was a burst of heart-rending screams!  The Jurchen cavalry slowed down unconsciously. Everyone seemed to be in a daze and didn't know what to do.  But the team of white hammer soldiers speeded up again and galloped towards the camp. At this time, it could be seen that the tall man in front was Han Shizhong. Behind him, every white hammer soldier had already covered his face.  Dust.  When approaching the camp, Fu Shizhong's horse suddenly kicked its front hooves and fell straight into the dust. Han Shizhong fell to the ground, rolled over, took a few steps forward, and blocked in front of the village gate.  Turning to face the Jurchen cavalry, he shouted loudly: "Here I am, Han Shizhong, forming a formation in front of Xiao Xuanzan! Lezi has also exhausted his power. As long as he blocks them and the whole army comes, the whole army will be annihilated in a few seconds!"  Han Shizhong's horse fell, and then one, two, and more and more horses used their last strength to neigh and fell to the ground.  The white soldiers on horseback rolled to the ground. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, they picked up the weapons on their backs and rushed towards Han Shizhong. Before they could take a breath, they were already forming up beside him, row after row. In the blink of an eye,  In the meantime, it became an iron wall blocking Xiao Yan!  Xiao Yan stared blankly at everything in front of him. Behind him, the commander of the Bai Tech Soldier who followed Xiao Yan closely like Zhang Xian choked up his voice.  Pointing to where Han Shizhong and the others came from, he said in a low voice: "The war horses of our Bai Ge soldiers were not easy to obtain. They are almost like relatives of the brothers. Now, in order to get ahead of Lezi, we Bai Ge soldiers gave up the last bit of their strength on the horses."  They are all squeezed out, they are exhausted, and the brothers are half dead! Xiao Xuanzan, we must keep all these people here to fertilize the fields! " Han Shizhong and the others are scattered with dead horses!  Looking at each other, there are white soldiers who have fallen from their horses in front, alone, but struggling towards here without hesitation.  Under the camp, these war horses had indeed exhausted all their vitality, falling in pieces, and no longer even had the strength to raise their heads and neigh when they were about to die.  Xiao Yan turned around, glanced at the Bai Jibing commander, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You don't have to say that."  After taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan strode out with a spear, until he came to Han Shizhong's side.  Behind him, the infantry of the Shenwu Ever Victorious Army, who had fought a bloody battle last night, and Xiao Yan's bodyguards all followed Xiao Yan across the barrier, until they walked to the white-skilled soldiers who had turned the cavalry into infantry.  There was no need for an officer to command, everyone stood in line on their own.  This square array extending downward along the gentle slope has become thicker and more solid.  The reinforcements of the Baiji soldiers who arrived last night still have their horses. Even if they lose their horses, there are still horses that the Jurchen warriors left behind last night that can be replaced.  They divided into two wings and slowly crossed the barrier, pressing down on both sides of the position.  All the swords and arrows were shining, pointing at that group of Jurchen cavalry!  Han Shizhong saw Xiao Yan standing next to him.  Looking sideways, he grinned and said: "Xuanzan, you are lucky! I, Han, am late! What happened, all the shoes moved in a swarm?" Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders: "How do I know?  ?  Anyway, wouldn¡¯t it be done once the numbers come out?  Why do you care so much?  " Han Shizhong grinned and sighed: "Xiao Xuanzan, you are destined!  It seems that I have followed the right person, and I will keep you safe from now on. Xiao Yan snorted: "If you lose your bet and reach out to me for money, then it would be a good idea for the rest of my subordinates to wait until they have dealt with the trouble in front of me."  The shoes can't be pushed forward. If it were me, I would have turned around and fled at this time. Isn't the Baiji soldiers behind?" Han Shizhong nodded: "We are the commander who risked his life on the horse, and the ones behind are about the same distance.  "I'll be here in half an hour. I don't have enough food in front of me." If I were the godson, it would be serious to turn around and run away now, and the bastard is just fighting hard. The two of them were muttering in the military formation.  There were nearly two hundred Jurchens on horseback opposite, but unlike Xiao Yan and Han Shizhong's expectations, they paused for a while and then slowly dispersed, taking a posture to face the Song army's formation head-on!  All the Jurchen cavalry were silent. Even if they were far apart, one could feel the murderous aura in them.  This kind of murderous intent is one that even at this moment, abandons one's own life!  Xiao Yan and Han Shizhong looked at each other: "What the hell are you doing to your godson?" Xiao Yan's remaining infantry, plus the white-spine soldiers who had lost their horses, totaled more than 800 people.  In addition, there are more than two hundred riders.?Baijibing.  The combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of the Jurchens. It can be said that they have an absolute advantage, and there are large groups of reinforcements coming from behind.  Why do these Jurchen soldiers who stay here have no life or death, and have fought several fierce battles with Xiao Yan, still look down on Xiao Yan so much, do they insist on staying here and attacking Xiao Yan's army formation again?  ?  "One by one, one by one, one by one slowly unfolded! After that, Chou saw a Jurchen commander, riding alone out of the crowd. At the front of Luoba River, he shouted in the direction of Xiao Yan: "Nan  Is Commander Xiao Yan here?  A certain person is Wanyan Yinkeshu, the Marshal of the Marching Command of Wanyan Zonghan's Mansion under Kubo Jilie of the Jurchen Kingdom. He led the troops to hunt in Ma Yan in the south. He had several hunts with General Xiao and was greatly impressed. I have something to ask of you. Can you please  Go out for a while?  " Of course Xiao Yan recognized Yin Keshu. The two of them once fought to the death face to face. In the end, he was killed and left a severe scar on this guy's face. Now standing in front of the formation, the look on Yin Keshu's face  The scar was still hideous and terrifying, splitting the bridge of his nose into two parts. But today, Yin Keshu was no longer as fierce as he was when he was fighting that day. For some reason, Xiao Yan felt so full on him.  It was full of desolation. Before Xiao Yan could answer, Han Shizhong next to him poked Xiao Yan: "Xuan Zan, go out and listen. I can't understand why the shoes are acting like this. I won't be able to sleep in the future!"  I am protecting Xuanzan and all his godsons are rushing over. I can also protect Xuanzan and retreat into the army." Xiao Yan glanced at Han Shizhong coldly. He actually didn't want to go out, so he huddled in the military formation and shouted:  "If you have the guts, attack him. If you can't say it, you won't show it." But now he has a reputation of being invincible and his soldiers believe in God. At this time, how can he face the inferior Jurchen godson.  Showing weakness? It's a shame that Han Shizhong is still teasing him! But Xiao Yan is also curious in his heart, who is one of the Jurchen commanders he lured and died under his sword? And how could the Jurchen soldiers do this?  Because of this person's actions, everything was affected, and he finally achieved victory? The most important thing is that he really doesn't want to show weakness to any opponent on the battlefield! He gave a slight greeting, and his guards had already brought him two horses.  Xiao Yan got on his horse and stepped aside slowly. Han Shizhong was one step behind, holding his long sword behind him. They crossed the formation and reached Yin Ke.  When Shu saw Xiao Yan coming out, he looked at him coldly. Yin Keshu sighed, took off his helmet and held it in his hand, gesturing slightly: "You are indeed a young hero, but you don't know that the Southern Dynasty is as heroic as General Xiao.  How many people can there be?  General Xiao has strong troops and is in Tanzhou, so he can fight us at a stalemate.  We went south to hunt, but we couldn't make any progress.  Retreat naturally.  Why would General Xiao put himself in danger and rush to lure us out for a decisive battle?  Or the Southern Dynasties only valued the city of Yanjing.  Only General Xiao's army went north alone.  We are hunting on the battlefield. We have reinforcements, but Xiao Xuanzan does not. In the end, we can only take a risk?  " This Jurchen commander, even if his guess was not correct, he was not far off. It's just that my situation is ten times worse than what you kid guessed. I simply disobeyed orders and went north! If I can't turn around and seize the great achievements of Yanjing, I'm afraid I'll die.  Worse than anyone else! Xiao Yan murmured in his heart, but just said coldly: "Xiao is a civil servant, not a military commander.  In the Song Dynasty, people like Xiao Mou were equipped with a lot of weapons and equipment.  You Jurchens still stay outside the customs, and you can rest assured that you are the Pingfan of the Song Dynasty.  The heads of those who betrayed the alliance and went south to cause trouble were sent to Bianliang.  Maybe it can save the whole family from disaster in the future!  You criminals, please dismount now and surrender, or you can keep a whole body!  " Yin Keshu shook his head and sneered: "Jurchen Erlang.  You will always fight to the death, never surrender!  How many elites like General Xiao could there be in the Southern Dynasty?  We can only go south with more than a thousand cavalry vanguards, but we already have heroes like General Xiao doing their best to deal with it.  Such as these eight hundred Jurchen athletes, there are more than one hundred thousand in our clan?  When the time comes to go south for hunting again, I don¡¯t know where I will meet General Xiao again. " Xiao Yan knows it himself. He is indeed commanding the Qinghua part of the Song Dynasty¡¯s only main field field force, the Western Army. Let the Song Dynasty return  It is also difficult to take out the same army horse and Jurchen cavalry to fight in the field repeatedly! He has recruited the powerful men of Yan as his ears and eyes, and has invincible generals such as Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, and Ma Kuo as his followers. Even so, he still has to fight with these more than a thousand cavalry.  The Jurchen Lezi, coupled with thousands of new auxiliary troops, fought a mountain of corpses and blood, and the killings were considerable! The most elite force of the Jurchen clan at this time was not more than 100,000, but around 50,000, after gathering Bei  After the birth and maturity of Jurchen, it was still possible to make it happen. It was the time when the energy was strong enough to dominate the world. But now this era has changed, but I don¡¯t know when.  How to stop the barbaric torrent from behind? Xiao Yan can feel it in Youyan's history.There was no such bloody battle in the land.  And he did it. With a lone army, he cut off the Jurchens' minions that first extended to the south!  At least these subordinates who have experienced bloody battles will no longer lack the courage to resist such a ferocious national enemy like the Jurchen. This history should be slowly changing because of their participation. Things in the future will really be like in history.  Is it the same?  After all, after a bloody battle with the Jurchens, the winner standing here is myself!  One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one. In front of the two armies, Xiao Yan suddenly let out a loud roar.  , he met Yin Keshu's gaze coldly: "General Wanyan, do you know that before the Jurchens, how many ethnic groups outside the Great Wall emerged and how many ethnic groups were annihilated? Guifang, Xiongnu, Turks, Rouran. Xianbei, Goryeo  , Shoele, Khitan, it¡¯s only the Jurchen¡¯s turn now! So many nations have experienced ups and downs, but the Han civilization has continued to this day! Even if it is forced to a desperate situation, it still continues.  Now, it¡¯s still us! After thousands of years of inheritance, even if you rise to the occasion, there will always be people with lofty ideals in the Han family to stand in front of you and repair the collapsed sky. I can tell you now!  I don¡¯t care about people, as long as I, Xiao Yan, are here, you Jurchens will never want to destroy the Song Dynasty behind me like they destroyed the Khitan! Don¡¯t want to use barbarism to destroy civilization, and don¡¯t want to use killing to make people fearful.¡± In history,  There is no such person who stood up; who stood in front of you Jurchens a thousand years ago, not counting Yue Fei and Han Shizhong, that was the Southern Song Dynasty, and the ending of Yue Fei was not very good, not very good. But at least now, I, Xiao Yan, am here.  And just like this, he stood in front of the Jurchen cavalry.  This is the first time, and there will be countless times in the future, until the world is completely turned upside down. It is Xiao, and these Han men behind Xiao. As long as there is a breath, they are the mountains that you Jurchens can never cross.  !  "Zhou Yicun's words were loud and clear. The ten soldiers behind him were silent for a while, and they were cutting mosquitoes in the giant cave! The border troops of the Song Dynasty guarded the northern and western borders of the Song Dynasty for more than a hundred years. Since the Song Dynasty became a state, more than a hundred border army soldiers have dumped corpses on the country's borders.  Thousands of people. But the glory of the frontier army is getting weaker and weaker. Even the remaining capable Western troops are being oppressed step by step and divided into pieces. They spend more time on self-preservation.  And Xiao Yan led them to fight against their orders and fought bloody battles. Xiao Yan was the one who awakened the glory and pride that had been dormant in the hearts of the Song Dynasty's border troops for decades. And he was still a civil servant!  Although he was born in the south, how long has it been since the civil servants of the Song Dynasty looked at these frontier soldiers like this? It¡¯s so far away that they can¡¯t even remember,¡± he said.  There was such a Xiao Yan in the Song Dynasty.  They, the great military officials of the Song Dynasty, were always sacrificing their lives and blood to guard the frontier, but they were born with a lower class of civilized people. What kind of changes will come in the future?  In this case, the commanders of the White Hammer Soldiers.  They all looked at Xiao Yan eagerly, and followed my concubine's soldiers, cheering loudly together!  One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.  One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, small one Amidst Song Junshan's huge cheers like a tsunami, Yin Keshu pursed his lips tightly.  Xiao Yan rode his horse and slowly made a circle in front of the formation. He raised his hand to signal to his athletes. Then he turned his cold eyes and looked at Yin Keshu who was still standing in front of the formation: "Is there anything else?"  If you want to say something, just say it quickly! Once you¡¯ve finished saying it, you won¡¯t stop until you die.¡±  Yin Keshu met Xiao Yan's gaze and suddenly smiled: "If Hema hadn't been anxious and arrogant, how could General Xiao and I have met like this? As long as I can restrain General Xiao for four or five days, we will meet then. It won't be the case.  Today's weather! But a defeat is a defeat. There is nothing to say. The one who invited General Xiao was to return the body of Wanyan Shehema, the eldest son of our Jurchen Kingdom, Kubo Jilie Wanyan Zonghan.  According to the Jurchen system, if the master dies, all the guards will die in this expedition. If Zong Han cannot set up the body of the horse, he will fight with General Xiao to death. If General Xiao returns the body of the horse, we will.  Save this battle, let's go our separate ways, and lead a certain army to withdraw outside Gubeikou." There will always be a time when General Xiao will meet again for a showdown.  I also know that the most important achievement of the southerners heading north this time is to conquer the city of Yanjing. Is General Xiao willing to waste his strength so that he can't capture the city of Yanjing when he comes back?  " Xiao Yan looked at Yin Keshu quietly and suddenly smiled: "General Wanyan, you betray the alliance and go south.  Do you want to just leave?  Xiao was a minister of the Song Dynasty and led a large army. He only knew that thieves were the only ones to be punished.  My army is about to encircle you. You have to run for your life. Run away now and see if you can escape from this life!  Needless to say more about the rest, if the Jurchen apologized afterwards and abided by the covenant, Xiao might stillWill not raise troops to leave the border.  As for now, the only option is to fight to the death!  What is Wan Yan's plan to match the horse? In the eyes of Mr. Xiao, he is nothing more than a thug who violated our territory and was killed by my loyal and brave men!  If you want to fight, fight, and if you want to run, run away. Don't dishonor your reputation as the commander-in-chief of an army!  " After Xiao Yan said his last words, he rode his horse back to the formation. Han Shizhong stood behind him, immediately drew his sword, looked at the Jurchen formation, and escorted Xiao Yan back to the formation. " The Jurchen soldiers and horses just watched quietly.  As the two men moved, there was no surprise. At this time, every Jurchen warrior had a deathly look on his face. The dead ones were Wanyan Zonghan's sons, most of them were members of Wanyan Zonghan's family.  If you can seize the body of Shi Hema, you may be guilty only of yourself, not your wife and children. Now you have only a disadvantaged force, and when the Song army is gradually encircling you, you can forcefully rush towards the Song army.  The formation was nothing more than dying here, so why did they do all those unnecessary things? After retreating to the formation, Han Shizhong rode up to Xiao Yan and said excitedly in a low voice: "Zhi Niang, I praise you."  Killed a Jurchen prince!  No wonder these lepties can't stay in the nest, they must fight out to meet them, praise, praise, praise, your fate is really tougher than anyone else, I, Old Han, did not follow the wrong person!  " Xiao Yan glanced at him coldly, turned over and dismounted, drove his mount out of the formation, and continued to stand at the original position with the spear. "It is important to completely eliminate the godson in front of you. There is more to do.  If we think about the future, wait until we turn around and seize Yanjing!  Yanjing cannot be defeated.  I am guilty of killing the Jurchen Emperor!  " On the opposite side, Yin Keshu stared blankly at Xiao Yan's back disappearing into his army formation. He sighed slowly. Since going south, his response to orders has never been wrong. But the southerners who are rumored to be so weak,  Why did so many heroes suddenly emerge and push themselves to the point of desperation? It doesn't seem to be the case. Shi Hema also performed his duty as a Jurchen warrior.  The frustration made him finally lose control of his emotions. Even if he would not be held accountable by Wanyan Zonghan, he could not bear the humiliation of running back. In the distance, he could faintly hear horse hooves.  The sound was the follow-up Song Army brigade, rushing towards here. It wouldn't take long to get here. Yin Keshu closed his helmet and sighed to the left and right: "Just die here!"  Don't ruin the Jurchen's reputation as a son-in-law!  Zong Han must be a certain person.  Take revenge!  " He suddenly received a heavy blow on the back of his head. Without saying a word, he fell limply on his horse. But it was the hands of the personal guards of Shehema that tried to stop him. They all looked at each other and nodded secretly. " All of them  Zong Han's anger will not subside if he dies here. With such a humiliating defeat and the death of Shi Hema, their wives and children may not be able to become slaves anymore. They can only use Yin Keshu to escape.  With his status, he can still take care of him! Several Yin Keshu's personal guards tied his legs tightly to the horse, bowed to the three Muke, then got on their horses and left the military formation to go west.  . No one of the Jurchen knights left behind looked back, and a Jurchen Muke roared: "We have conquered the world, and we will die here today."  Just give him a horse and bury him!  But we have to drag enough southerners to die together!  " Following his roar, more than two hundred Jurchen warriors on horseback roared with the same heart-rending roar. The bodyguards left behind by Shihema were still bleeding from their faces, and their horses' hooves were flexing. These Jurchen warriors rose up to the last breath.  Power. Like a black torrent, it rushed towards the seemingly unshakable military formation of the Song Army!
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