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Volume 1: Yanyun Rebellion Volume 2: Bianliang Mistake Chapter 269: Fierce Battle (11)

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    The sound of the wind subsided at night, and the silver magic in the A-shaped fort could be used as a military residence. The guards slept more and more deeply, and their snoring was so loud that it seemed like they were about to tear off the roof.  This article is written by .  .  First article It was already approaching the dark time before dawn, and just when this person was sleeping most deeply and sweetly, Yin Shuke quietly woke up.  Everything around seemed quiet and normal, even the violent snowstorm last night gradually subsided.  Thousands of troops and horses were stationed here, and the camp was impeccably built.  Surrounded by mountains, there is Lou Shi's army crossing the road to the south.  To the north, the main force of Zonghan's West Route Army was coming.  No matter from which perspective, silver skills are as stable as Mount Tai here.  But tonight, no matter whether he is sleeping or waking up, the uneasiness in Yin Shuke's heart is getting stronger and stronger.  Although there were no signs, this sixth sense of vigilance was honed by veterans in the military through countless life-and-death situations, and there was no reason for it.  Once he opens his eyes, Yin Shu can turn over and jump up.  He had never taken off his armor before, so he stood there and suddenly issued an order: "Get up, everyone!" Yin Shuke shouted, wearing his armor in the hall, the bodyguard who was sleeping in a mess was suddenly awakened.  Each and every one of them jumped up, their hands on the weapons at their waists, and they listened to the movement outside.  Listen to see if there are enemies attacking the camp, hear if the sound of fighting has already started, it¡¯s right next to you!  With such a tiger guard, Yin Shuke was also deeply satisfied. He waved his hand and ordered: "Sign up all my personal followers, Mou Ke, and send them all out to patrol the camp with me!" Yin Shuke also has a direct leader Mou Ke under his command, and a group of people  The personal guards were led by Pu Liyan.  No matter where Yin Shu can go, or whether he still has his current status, this Muke will always be his private property.  The original establishment was very large.  In other areas, Mukenan's troops were no more than 200.  Or even when there were only one hundred, fifty or sixty warriors.  This direct leader Mou Ke is full of three hundred elites.  On the way south, a small amount was lost, and Yingzhou's attack and defense fought hard. The enemy was not spared, and suffered 30% loss, but there were still more than 200 elite warriors.  Compared with other Muke, it is still much more powerful.  Now it is the power that Yin Shuke relies on most.  Silver can be toured, but just click on Polishan.  But today, somehow, Yin Shuke actually wanted to bring the entire Muke with him.  "But Yin Shuke's subordinates always give orders once they are given.  These personal guards just take orders vigorously and resolutely.  Immediately, several personal guards came out from the Central Army. This personal guard Mou Ke was stationed in the small fort with a letter A. There was no need to blow the horn to give orders, just say hello.  After a while, the little fort with the character "A" became commotion. Groups of Jurchen warriors swarmed out from various military tents, wearing armor and holding soldiers, and went to the horse factory to fetch horses in the falling snow.  All movements are made without any commotion and are quiet and fast.  After Yin Shuke had eaten a little, he strode out of the residence gate.  In the A-shaped fort, more than two hundred elite Jurchen warriors were already waiting with their horses, and everyone was chewing cold dry food.  Just waiting for Yin Shu to take the lead and set off.  Yin Shuke looked at the Jurchens who were closest to the elite and dared to fight under the firelight with a stern face, and waved his hand again: "Bring your horses and long weapons with you! I have also brought all the bows and arrows! Just take a short weapon with you and go out.  Are you hanging around?" Several Pu Liyan couldn't help but look at each other.  What¡¯s wrong with Silver Technique?  A regular patrol camp, not only taking all the personal guards Muke, but also being fully armed, wearing bows and arrows, carrying long swords, and looking like they are going to fight a big battle?  Is there something unexpected that can't happen?  As personal guards, they were guarding Pu Liyan, who was planning to defeat him. They stayed by Yin Shuke's side every day. How could they not know about any changes?  Looking around, the snowflakes in the sky are still falling quietly, and the howling cold wind has gradually subsided. The light of the torches on the fortress wall is dim and yellow, falling lightly, casting a quiet shimmer on the snow.  The Longshou Village above the head was still as calm as ever.  Even the low-hanging stratus clouds seemed to have been blown away by the strong wind overnight in the darkness. Tomorrow must be a rare sunny day.  What¡¯s wrong with Silver Technique?  However, regarding Yin Shuke¡¯s unexpected order, the guards were also startled and quickly ordered the arrangements.  In just a moment, all the Jurchen warriors were wearing armor and carrying soldiers, with hard bows hanging on their horses, and four sacks full of feather arrows, both heavy and light.  The horse is equipped with a long spear on the side of the saddle, and the long knife and iron bone sword are worn at all times.  With a command, the two hundred Jurchen knights got on their horses, and their yaya crotches were like a movable arsenal.  He is already ready to fight a tough battle!  Yin Shuke also got on his horse, stood at the head of the team, and slowly glanced at these closest men who would obey all his orders.  No matter how the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, when the men dressed in armor and mounted their horses, more than two hundred pairs of eyes looked at him with absolute trust.  Yin Shu finally calmed down.  Even if something goes wrong, what if the sky falls when these sons and daughters of a certain family are around?  He grinned?, the team of more than 200 people also relaxed a little.  Suddenly woken up and having been busy for a while, Yin Shuke walked around with a serious face again.  The Jurchen warriors who have been fighting for a long time are also a little uncertain.  Seeing Yin Shuke finally smiled, and these Jurchen warriors felt at ease.  Yin Shuke waved his hand: "Open the fort door!" The capstan on the fort wall creaked and turned the winch, and the heavy fort door on the side of the horse's face slowly opened.  In the heart-wrenching sound of the winch turning, Yin Shuke suddenly turned his ears.  In the direction of the back mountain, amid the sound of wind, there was a faint sound of impact.  He suddenly raised a hand.  All the guards immediately raised their hands.  The team that was still making some slight noise suddenly became quiet. The eyes of the more than 200 Jurchen warriors who looked like iron towers suddenly became sharp, and they all fell on Yin Shuke's raised right hand!  The sound of impact came again, this time it was much clearer, and it was definitely not an illusion.  Immediately afterwards, shouts of killing broke out, right in the direction of the two camps in the back mountain!  Yin Shuke laughed ferociously and struck down his right hand heavily: "Let's go!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As wood chips flew everywhere, Yang De strode into the Jurchen camp like a demon.  The huge tree in his hand, as thick as an arm's length, is near the cliff of the back mountain.  A group of sergeants used their swords to cut it down.  Fortunately, the trunks of the trees are brittle in winter.  It didn't take much effort to dig out half of the gap.  A group of people finally used this gap to force their way down.  At least it was covered by the wind and snow.  The Jurchen camp in the distance was not disturbed.  When raiding the Jurchen camp to seize horses, the most important thing is time. If there is no time, send people to slowly climb the wall of the village, and put in troops bit by bit to test and infiltrate.  The only way is to break open the gate of the village, open this passage, devote all your strength at the first time, kill the Jurchen army and horses in the Jurchen camp with the horse factory, and seize the horses.  Before the Jurchen defenders from other places could rush over, they quickly retreated into the mountains to the south!  So this giant siege tree is absolutely necessary.  It¡¯s okay to take your time and take some risks with temporary logging.  However, when selecting the gate-breaking warriors, Yang De stepped forward without saying a word, and he lifted a giant tree weighing several hundred kilograms and danced it a few times, which still shocked the jaws of the retreating defenders of Longshou Village. ??????????? Nao Niang, where did this giant spirit god come from?  After preparing this extremely simple attack equipment, the two groups of soldiers, which together numbered less than a hundred people, organized themselves slightly and covered Yang De, the door-breaking warrior, towards the Jurchen camp that had been selected.  The level of the Jurchens' camp establishment at the moment is still rough - mostly due to insufficient supplies.  The manpower used to do the work is even more insufficient, and there is no energy to run a stable camp in this safe place.  The village wall is not protected by auxiliary defense facilities such as Luzhai trench.  You can easily reach the village gate.  Moreover, the gate of the village is also opened too wide - perhaps to facilitate the entry and exit of the Jurchen army and horses, which are mainly cavalry.  But once the village gate is too big, it is destined to not be too strong based on the current level of materials.  Moreover, the garrison strength on the wall was too weak in the first place. There were no turrets, no protruding overhangs, and no wind-blocking watchtowers to keep watch day and night.  The second is to use all the Cangtou to suppress the slave auxiliary army. At this moment, the Jurchen army is almost the strongest in the world in terms of field battles, but in terms of defense, it can only be considered inexperienced.  These slave auxiliary troops, whose food is worse than the miserable Jurchen army these days, how can they still have the energy to guard vigilantly all night in the cold wind and heavy snow?  In the darkness before dawn, when people are most physiologically sleepy, everyone huddled in the shelter and took a nap.  Nearly a hundred people came up quietly, but no one issued a warning in advance!  Arriving at the gate of Dezhai, Yang De was rushed forward.  This giant man never talks nonsense when he lifts a giant tree by himself. He hits the village gate hard with the giant tree.  Once, twice, three times!  The village gate just burst open!  The shrill cry resounded throughout the village.  The dry and brittle giant wood in Yang De's hand had mostly cracked, and it was useless to hold it in his hand.  He dropped the giant tree casually and stood at the entrance of the village in a daze.  After all, this giant man is not really a well-trained warrior, and he doesn't have much battle experience. At this time, he really doesn't know what to do next.  Just when he was stunned for a moment, an extremely excited roar sounded in his ears. Yang Zaixing took the lead and passed by him like lightning with a big gun. This guy finally got his wish and got ahead of everyone.  !  As I passed by, I couldn't forget to demonstrate to Yang De.  "Hold on, watch me fight!" Yang De chased Yang Zaixing blankly, and there was already a commotion in the camp.  There were two military tents close to the entrance of the camp, and several Jurchen Tatars were seen trying their best to get out.  Yang Zaixing's big gun probed like lightning, not stabbing but sweeping.  The elastic white wax rod was being hit on the side of the neck of the first Jurchen Tatar.There is a crisp sound.  The neck bone was immediately smashed to pieces!  Yang Zaixing took another step forward, holding the end of the barrel of a large gun as thick as a duck egg with one hand, and pulled it out violently.  There was a roaring sound.  The Jurchen Tatars who were following behind were all mowed down by this shot, and the tent was even brought down. A tent of Jurchen Tatars rolled into a ball under the leather tent and could only let out waves of panicked screams!  The army officers and soldiers from behind surged up. Although they were not as high-profile as Yang Zaixing, they still raised their swords and stabbed at the rolling tent.  And Yang Zaixing had already rushed forward again and swept down the second tent. This time he didn't wait for the people behind to catch up and strike.  With a flick of the spear tip, a brazier on a shelf beside the tent fell onto the leather tent.  Although the fire was extinguished in the brazier, the ashes were still smoldering underneath.  It fell on the tent and sparks flew everywhere.  Yang Zaixing casually pulled off a small gourd from his waist and threw it heavily into the brazier.  The gourd was filled with fire oil, which had been prepared before setting off for the expected robbery.  The fierce fire oil exploded suddenly when it encountered fire.  The entire leather tent suddenly turned into a ball of fire rolling around.  Only the hoarse screams of the Jurchen Tatars could be heard from inside! ??????????????????????????? Yang Zaixing laughed loudly: "How happy you are! You didn't walk these days in vain!" Using Yang Zaixing as an arrow, all the athletes of the Shenwu Ever Victorious Army silently rushed up. On both sides were archers with bows, and arrows whizzed out.  The fire roared in the camp. From time to time, Jurchen warriors who came out of the tent were hit by arrows and fell to the snow.  In the middle were warriors holding long knives and iron swords. Following Yang Zaixing, they rushed desperately towards the direction of the horse factory!  The camp was filled with shouts and screams.  Jurchen warriors from every camp were pouring out, but they were bumping around like headless flies.  In my sleep, I was suddenly attacked at the place I thought was the safety of Mount Tai. Even the elite Jurchen warriors couldn't react for a while.  Those blue-headed soldiers screamed and screamed again and again, running around in the camp, exacerbating the chaos.  Since the rise of the Jurchen army, they have made every move forward, destroying the enemy and destroying the country.  I'm afraid this is the first time I've encountered such an embarrassing scene!  Yang De stared blankly at everything in front of him, really not knowing what to do.  Suddenly a hand patted his shoulder, and Yang De turned around sharply.  I saw the young General Yue and the surprisingly beautiful young lady also entering the camp gate.  Yue Fei's eyes were brightly illuminated by the firelight.  He glanced around and said to Yang De: "Have you seen the horse factory? The Jurchen Tatars are about to gather. Find a long and heavy weapon. Knock their formation away!" Someone told him what he should do and it would be easy.  Yang De turned his head and looked in the direction of the horse factory.  I saw a stout Jurchen Tatar shouting loudly, trying his best to bring order in the camp, and calling on the scattered Jurchen soldiers to gather towards where he was.  Be prepared to fight the enemies that suddenly come in.  At least we have to wait until a large group of Jurchen reinforcements arrive!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  It is Hulv who is trying his best to organize effective resistance.  He was so anxious that he dropped the sling on his arm, waved his hands desperately, and shouted loudly.  He called his subordinates to form a formation in front of the horse factory to resist.  The enemy in front of us was too fierce, and a young general wielding a big gun rushed forward.  In just a short moment, he rushed through seventy or eighty steps, and there was no resistance from the Jurchen warriors who had already reacted.  But before he wielded the big gun, no one could stop him even a step!  This big gun is like a living thing, stabbing, drawing or picking.  One by one, the Jurchen warriors who had fought in and out of thousands of armies, with countless lives in their hands, just screamed and fell down in the snow.  Pu Liyan, one of his subordinates, once led nine warriors to the Huangdi first. Hundreds of Liao soldiers were killed on the city wall, so that they did not dare to approach.  A Liao marshal from the army came out and threw his head and feet off the city wall.  This Pu Liyan, who is famous for his bravery, roared angrily and held a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He stooped to meet the young general, but his shield was knocked away by a shot. Pu Liyan threw away his shield and sword and grabbed the barrel of the gun with his bare hands.  However, the young general advanced and fired the gun without any pause, and when he was about to get face to face with Pu Liyan, he punched Pu Liyan's nose into his face!  This kind of warriors cannot be dealt with by manpower. They must form a formation to compete!  Hu Lu shouted at the top of his lungs to summon his men who could gather together to form a formation, but he couldn't help but think about it.  Who said Southerners are weak?  Why don't you come and try it?  How could such a powerful Southerner and the vulnerable Liao Kingdom maintain a stalemate with an army composed of these Southerners for so long?  Under Hu Lu's efforts, the Jurchen warriors who had experienced battles finally formed a thin array in front of him. More than twenty shields gathered together, squatted down to the ground and exerted their strength to stabilize, and the spears came from the shields.  Poke out from the seam.  And there were more than ten Jurchen archers gathered behind, all of them?When he grows up, he shoots a heavy arrow flatly.  In the camp, the whistling sound became even louder, the sound of arrows flying through the air!  In the panic of being suddenly attacked, in just half a moment, the Jurchen soldiers had organized an effective resistance.  This level is worthy of being the most powerful army in the world at the moment!  At least seven or eight feathered arrows came straight towards Yang Zaixing. Yang Zaixing let out a sharp roar, the big gun circled and fired, and seven or eight armor-piercing heavy arrows flew out from a distance.  However, Yang Zaixing's forward-moving pace paused slightly.  Several of the Song soldiers who followed Yang Zaixing and rushed forward were hit by arrows and fell heavily to the ground.  This is a cover-up attack.  All lightly packed.  No one was wearing heavy armor.  There is no such thing as a long shield, which is necessary for charging into the arrow array.  Feather arrows struck, and casualties suddenly appeared.  Seeing the sudden appearance of the ferocious Southern troops and horses, these Jurchen archers used all their strength to shoot as hard as they could.  More Jurchen warriors also came to their senses and gathered together desperately.  Even some of the Cangtou reacted to the pressure. They were originally archers, and many of them started shooting arrows everywhere with bows and arrows.  For a time, the Song army was charging forward with impatience.  Blood splatters everywhere!  The archers in the Song army also fought back desperately, but the Jurchen array in front of the horse factory was protected by shields, and they could not overwhelm the opponent for a while.  Normally, the Song army would be least afraid of shooting crossbows at enemies.  The simple and thin array in front of me was destroyed by a hail of arrows.  However, they came lightly armed to cover up the attack, and the bows and arrows they could carry were limited.  For a while, he was completely defeated in the shooting!  Yang Zaixing roared again and again, using his big gun to fire arrows desperately, and took a few steps forward, but several more people fell down behind him.  At this time, he heard a loud roar from behind: "Yang Zaixing! Can you make it? Let someone come!" Yang Zaixing turned around fiercely and saw that Yue Fei, who was standing behind the formation, had already drawn the sword from his waist.  Stride forward.  Tang Huai also picked up the strong bow of the fallen archer.  There is also the lady of the Guo family, with two long swords, one long and one short, already unsheathed.  With her beautiful face, Han also rushed forward! ???????????????????????????????????????????? Out of nowhere, the Jurchen Tatars in front of us can't break away, and we can't break through this little bird's stronghold. How can I have the dignity to claim to be invincible in the army?  Yang Zaixing gritted his teeth and lunged forward again!  Hu Lu was already so excited that he shouted with red eyes: "Silver Technique is coming! Kill all these southerners!" During the shouting, Hu Lu suddenly felt a wisp of cold wind hitting his neck!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The experience of a veteran in the army made Hu Lu turn his head sharply at the last moment. What he saw was a thin and small boy with a pair of small eyes staring at him.  Coming straight at you.  A sharp long sword in his hand stabbed directly at the vital part of his neck!  Hu Lu turned around fiercely, but at the critical moment, he still got out of the way of this fatal thrust.  The long knife in his right hand swept across with all his strength by twisting his body.  He immediately gained the momentum to counterattack, and with this strike, the young man could only be chopped into two pieces.  However, this skinny young man¡¯s agility once again exceeded the imagination of a Jurchen warrior like Hu Lu. He took a small step back, no more, no less, just to get the knife out of the way.  After all, Hu Lu had an injury on his left shoulder and back, and this knife affected the injury. He could not withdraw the knife force under the severe pain, and the left half of his body was exposed with a big flaw.  The skinny young man seemed to be born with a keen sense of smell in such a fight, and he took advantage of the situation to cover up from the left. The sword was not taken at the neck, but was thrust towards the gap between the armor leaves on the side of Hu Lu's waist!  There was a muffled sound and the sword went straight into Hu Lu's body.  Hu Lu shouted with eyes wide open, and threw the long sword in his right hand at the thin young man. At this moment, his left hand ignored the severe pain and grabbed the sword body to prevent it from going deep!  The skinny boy¡¯s movements were faster than anyone imagined. He dropped his sword and retreated in an instant. When he let go, he did not forget to twist his wrist with a sinister force.  The knife thrown by Hu Lu was completely in vain.  But the long sword stirred inside his body, his internal organs were torn apart, and several fingers were also knocked off.  Even though he is an iron-clad Jurchen warrior, he can no longer hold on at this time.  The screams shook the night sky and resounded throughout the entire camp!  The screams of the general alarmed the Jurchen soldiers who were desperately resisting, and everyone turned around to look.  He saw that Hu Lu's sturdy figure was already crumbling, and the thin boy had already jumped back into the horse factory.  With so many Jurchen warriors, no one knows when this skinny boy sneaked up behind them, and with one move, he severely wounded their general Hu Lu!  Among the Song army, Tian Qiong was seven or eight steps behind Yang Zaixing, charging forward.  Before entering the village, he still cared about Thirteen.  This boy is valued by the Guo family's wife, and Tian Qiong is also happy for Shisan.  Why is this silly boy worried about the future of the Shenwu Changsheng Army?  As a result, as soon as they entered the stronghold, Shisan's shadow disappeared.  And Tian Qiong could only rush forward to fight with all his strength, and thenCan't care about anything else.  But Lao Tian is very confident in Thirteen, and the sky is falling.  I'm afraid this kid can still live!  At this time, Tian Qiong was also covered in blood.  A feather arrow is still hanging on the shoulder of the leather armor.  It penetrates nearly an inch into the flesh and is dripping with blood.  Use light-armored warriors to attack the camps of powerful armies such as the Jurchens.  Even if they are elites, the fight is still hard!  As he gritted his teeth and moved forward, he saw Thirteen suddenly appear and stabbed the Jurchen camp commander with a sword.  Under the excitement of the bloody battle, Tian Qiong, who had always been low-key, couldn't help but get excited and shouted loudly.  "This is my little thirteen! This is my little thirteen! Kill the Tatars!" Amidst Tian Qiong's shouts, Yang Zaixing had already rushed forward with a gust of wind.  Hu Lv was suddenly stabbed down.  The Jurchen military formation in front of the horse factory suddenly stopped.  In front of Yang Zaixing, who was desperate to advance, how could they have any time to pause?  Yang Zaixing's pure white woolen cloak was already stained red with blood, and with the bloody cold air, it rolled up the snow and dust, and he hit an array of more than twenty shields with one shot!  A big gun does not stab, but dances in a big circle in an instant.  After bending to the limit, it suddenly straightened up and hit those shields hard!  Yang Zaixing¡¯s momentum is the accumulated force after bending the pewter pole.  The power of a catapult would probably be enough to throw a stone the size of a washbasin a hundred steps.  And all this huge power fell on the shields of the several Jurchen Tatars in front of them!  A loud noise suddenly sounded.  He even suppressed Hu Lu's shrill screams.  Seven or eight strong shields either shattered or flew out.  The seven or eight Jurchen warriors were shaken all over.  He looked up to the sky and fell down!  And Yang Zaixing, one man and one gun, had already rushed into the final formation of the Jurchen warriors, with their spears dancing, blood splattering, and screams!  The Jurchen warriors were finally knocked away in their final battle formation.  But at this moment, the Jurchen warriors are worthy of the name of strong soldiers.  It is clear that there is no hope, the battle formation is broken, powerful enemies are stepping on the formation, and large groups are coming from behind.  No matter how you look at it, it's a fight to the death with a clean ending.  But the shield-bearers with both wings still intact were still trying their best to squeeze in from both sides, trying to sandwich Yang Zaixing in the middle.  The Jurchen archers, even if Yang Zaixing's big spear was flying around them, would continue to fire arrows as long as they didn't pierce their bodies.  No matter what, we have to drag this guy who has killed the most numerous Jurors to death together!  There was another roar from behind, and Yang De was seen striding to catch up.  This strong man really couldn¡¯t find any long weapons, so he grabbed two cowhide tents and stacked them together. He spread his hands out like a thick arrow-blocking curtain and rushed forward while holding it.  The two cowhide tents together weighed more than a hundred kilograms.  In Yang De's hands, he was as light as nothing. His legs were long, and he could reach people three steps at a time. He easily passed everyone, followed Yang Zaixing, and crashed into the broken array of Jurchen warriors!  There was another loud crashing sound, and finally the Jurchen shield-bearing men who came from both wings fell to the ground.  Yang De threw down the tent, and these Jurchen warriors rolled around under the tent.  Yang De didn't care about them. He ran into the Jurchen archers with one long step. With both hands, he grabbed a Jurchen archer who weighed almost 200 kilograms with armor and body. He threw the Jurchen archers for more than ten steps like throwing straw.  Far!  A Jurchen archer dropped his bow and arrow, drew his sword and fought Yang De desperately.  Suddenly, I felt a chill in my chest. Tian Qiong and his team finally rushed in. Tian Qiong pierced his chest and abdomen with his sword, yelled, pressed against his chest and slammed forward with all his strength!  The Jurchen archer couldn't help but vomit blood and couldn't struggle for two times. How could he have any room to fight for his life?  A large group of Song soldiers surged up from behind, slashing and stabbing with swords and blood. For a while, all they could hear was the screams of the Jurchens dying!  And Yang Zaixing, who was always at the forefront, kicked away a Jurchen warrior who was blocking him with red eyes, regardless of his life or death.  Shaking his hands, he threw the big gun in his hand!  In front of him, there was no one left, only the crumbling Hu Lv.  The big spear passed through the sky, penetrated from the back, and rushed out from the front, driving Hu Lu's body, and nailed the Jurchen warrior to the ground!  A Cangtou shot two arrows and his bow fell to the ground with a shake of his hand.  He watched blankly as Hu Lu was nailed to the ground with a long spear, and his body hung diagonally on the gun shaft and trembled slightly.  The Jurchen soldiers were already overwhelmed by the large group of enemies, leaving only pieces of screams.  The Cangtou's throat creaked twice, and finally he screamed miserably: "Defeated! Defeated!" In the screams, all the survivors of the Jurchen camp collapsed. It was ten times more chaotic than when Bizet was attacked.  Even the few remaining Jurchen warriors who were far away from the battlefield began to run away at this moment!  What kind of southern army is this?  Passing through Loushi in the ice and snow, I'm afraid they had to cover up the attack for hundreds of miles.  ??The village suddenly broke down in a heavy snowstorm.  Use light troops to attack the array of soldiers.  Regardless of casualties, in just a moment, the array was destroyed and Hu Lu was killed!  Defeated, defeated!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yue Fei Guo Rong Soup  After all, they still didn't catch up with the fight.  Guo Rong stared, just looking at Yang Deyang Zaixing and the others at the front.  She slowly sheathed the sword and looked at Yue Fei: "Where did you find these people?" In fact, Yue Fei also wanted to ask Guo Rong and the others how they recruited monsters like Thirteen when they went north to Yunnei.  But this time is not the time for small talk. After all, there is no delay in killing the army stronghold. It is time to take advantage of the situation and grab the horse and run away!  Although every muscle, bone, and blood in his body was throbbing with excitement due to this short and intense fight.  The fighting spirit has been aroused to the point where I can't contain it anymore, and I just want to have another Jurchen army stronghold to let me take the lead and defeat it in one fell swoop!  However, Yue Fei still kept in mind his duty as the commander-in-chief of his army, and it was important to bring everyone back safely.  There is no need to compete with subordinate generals for the credit of fighting.  Yue Fei took a deep breath and gave a loud order: "Send people to destroy the remaining enemies and snatch the horses out of the horse factory! Set fire to this bird stockade and go south quickly!" At this moment, a sentence in Chinese was broken.  A voice sounded: "General, to the west." Yue Fei turned his head fiercely and saw that Shisan had come to Guo Rong to defend him again. At this time, he was pointing to the west in the night sky with a serious face.  Yue Fei, Guo Rong, Tang Huai all listened attentively.  Then the expressions of the three of them changed.  That¡¯s the sound of thunderous hooves!  (To be continued)
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