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Volume 1: Yanyun Rebellion Volume 2: Bianliang Mistake Chapter 272: Fierce Battle (End)

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    Thirteen was like a spirit fox on the snow, rushing towards Tian Qiong who was lying face down in the snow like lightning.  .  .  Armor-piercing heavy arrows passed by his ears, and the strong wind hurt his face, but Shisan didn't care.  Not even looking at the horse's flying hooves, the Jurchen armored knight was approaching with a ferocious face. He just pulled Tian Qiong and shouted: "Grandpa, Grandpa!" Tian Qiong's body trembled slightly, and was pulled by Thirteen  rise.  The armor-piercing heavy arrow shot from his shoulder and back, penetrating deeply into his flesh.  Thirteen's eyes were red, but he didn't dare to move.  Don't talk about whether this is the place where the arrow is launched, it is the place where the stability lies in the rear army. The wounded doctors in the army will have a headache when they see an arrow that penetrates so deeply into the flesh.  If you are not careful, the effort of launching the arrow can kill someone.  Fortunately, Tian Qiong was still breathing after being lifted up by Shisan, but blood foam spurted out just when he opened his mouth to breathe. It is believed that the arrow at least scratched the lungs.  Veterans in the army are naturally tougher than ordinary people.  Just now, Tian Qiong was hit by an arrow and fell from his horse. Tian Qiong was knocked out of breath.  When Thirteen helped him up, he had already slowed down a little.  As soon as he got up, Tian Qiong gasped and looked around, and he immediately realized what the situation was.  Regardless of the pain, he gave Thirteen a slap: "Why don't you go and protect me, will you kill me?" Thirteen was stubborn and refused to let go: "My Lord will not die, Grandpa, we are together!" Tian San  Qiong wanted to say something else, but the slap just now was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't curse for a while.  But in front of me, amid the flying snow and dust, the Jurchen Armored Cavalry was getting closer and closer!  The rain of arrows was still roaring through the sky, and the soldiers of the Song Army fell off their horses one after another. Many people struggled to get up from the snow.  If you feel the sword, take hold of it.  If you don't have a weapon, just use a pair of fine fists.  Facing the Jurchen armored knights who were rushing in like a wall with two wings, they were prepared to risk their lives to stop them just a little bit, so that General Yue could kill him in front of Yin Shuke!  Even if I die, I will drag this Tatar general with me today!  At a distance of dozens of steps, the Jurchen armored cavalry arrived in an instant.  These Jurchen Tatars all had red eyes.  From the deadly battle at Yingzhou City to now, they have suffered too many casualties among this southern army.  Regardless of whether Yin Shuke's strength will be seriously damaged after this battle, and he will no longer be an important part of the Jurchen West Route Army. No matter what he says today, this southern army will be buried here without leaving any trace!  A Jurchen Pu Liyan rushed to the front.  The horse was spitting foam, and its belly was dripping with blood, full of wounds from the spurs.  Pu Liyan stretched out the spear in his hand, ready to pierce the thirteen people holding Tian Qiong together.  The spear was approaching with a strong wind. Thirteen held Tian Qiong and gave way fiercely. He took advantage of the situation and dwarfed him, making sure that the force of the spear was not too much or too little.  The Jurchen Pu Liyan poked the air and swept away. Thirteen's short stature seemed to predict his subsequent actions. Not only did the spear sweep away, Thirteen also bought some time.  He took out the short knife from his waist with one hand and stabbed it into the horse's belly.  The war horses gallop forward.  Without even exerting any force, a long wound suddenly opened on the horse's belly, and the bluish-gray horse's intestines slid down while steaming and mixed with dirty blood.  The war horse fell to the ground with a scream, causing Pu Liyan to fall hard into the snow.  Thirteen had no time to catch up with him and hit him with a blow, and the Jurchen armored cavalry came up one after another.  Spears, horses, bronze hammers, and iron bones greeted Shisan and Tian Qiong directly!  On ordinary days, even if he couldn't defeat such an enemy, Thirteen would have slipped away long ago.  As long as it is in the wild, the person who can kill Shisan is probably not born yet.  But at this moment, there is an old man who can never let go, and he has a short knife in one hand.  With thirteen abilities, he can only try his best to dodge and block with left and right.  The short knife in his hand was knocked away after a few blows, and Thirteen saw blood on his body for the first time. A handful of blood was dragged across his body without letting it clean, and the leather armor on his back suddenly cracked, and a deep blood mark opened.  If Thirteen hadn't been so agile, this attack would have killed him!  Tian Qiong leaned on Thirteen¡¯s shoulder, watching the young man adopted by his family widen his eyes and try to dodge and fight.  At first, I still wanted to break free, but the pain on my shoulder and back made me unable to do anything, so I had to give up in the end.  Quietly waiting for the last moment to arrive.  ¡°It¡¯s not bad for us, father and son, to die together.  I didn¡¯t expect that I would be alone for half my life, and that I would have a child following me when I died.  It's just a pity that Thirteen, if he were alive, would have a bright future under King Yan Thirteen's flexibility also annoyed several Jurchen armored riders, who simply surrounded him and killed him.  No matter what, this slim, slippery boy must be killed on the spot.  One person still had a wound mark, but he actually managed to endure for so long in front of several soldiers who were armed to the teeth and had mounts.  How could he vent the suffocation in his chest that had been filled from the Battle of Yingzhou until now without poking holes all over his body?  Two horse spears blocked Thirteen's retreat, and the other two Jurchen armored cavalry wielded iron bone flowers and beat them all over the face.  Thirteen finally disappearedWith no room left, he let Tian Qiong fall softly on the snow. He turned over and threw himself down, using his thin body to cover his grandpa.  "Grandpa, I'm leaving first!" The Jurchen Armored Cavalry put away its weapon at this moment, pulled on the reins, raised its hooves high on the horse, and planned to trample Shisan and Tian Qiong into pulp together!  There was a whoosh of arrows piercing the air, followed by two more in a row.  Four Jurchen armored riders fell off their horses.  They were all hit by arrows in the throat, and one had an arrow on his shoulder that was still trembling, and he almost fell off his horse in pain.  When the screams sounded, Thirteen turned his back to the Tatars and seemed to see clearly what happened.  Holding Tian Qiong in his arms, he rolled and narrowly avoided the falling horse's hooves!  Thirteen had already stood up amid the splashing snow and dust. He reached out and took off a armor-piercing heavy arrow from the bag on the side of the saddle of the last Jurchen armored rider. He hit him first on the leg and then on the horse's butt.  The war horse was in pain and jumped away while carrying the Jurchen Armored Rider, who had not yet reacted.  Thirteen, who had narrowly escaped death, turned around and saw Tang Huai stepping down to fight not far away, still maintaining the posture of playing the string.  This always silent military general followed Longshou Village, attacked the camp, rode his horse to retreat south, and turned around to attack Yin Shuke.  When his fingers were injured and he needed to be raised, he would fight with swords and spears. He was never inconspicuous, and he never put in half less effort than others.  At this time, Thirteen was in danger.  Regardless of the aggravation of the finger injury.  I will never be able to draw a bow again.  He showed off his amazing shooting skills again!  With a swish sound, Tang Huai fired another arrow, using his silence and tenacity.  The arrow was so painful that it made his face twitch.  The Jurchen armored knight who had been hit by an arrow in his shoulder could no longer escape. He was hit by an arrow in his throat and fell off his horse.  It was also due to the injury to his finger. Otherwise, how could the Jurchen Armored Cavalry have been allowed to live for such a short time without the three arrows fired just now?  And beside Tang Huai, it was Guo Rong who was circling and fighting.  The two swords were flying, while protecting the horse and dying in battle.  Tang Huai fought step by step.  While trying his best to hold back the large group of Jurchen armored cavalry that was rushing towards them.  And in the snowy field, the soldiers of the Song Army turned around and pushed hard towards the two wings, regardless of whether they were about to step down.  They dragged the incoming Jurchen armored cavalry tightly, and even the seriously injured ones rolled around on the snow and hacked at the horse's legs.  Everything is just to buy time for Yue Fei and the others behind them!  Thirteen couldn't help but look in the direction where Yue Fei and the others were. In his eyes, no matter how chaotic the battlefield was, he could see it clearly at once.  The only ones still rushing into the formation are Yue Fei, Yang Zaixing, Yang De and three others.  Everyone placed their hopes on their general and the two monsters.  And Yue Fei and the others were already with Yin Shuke, the last personal guard around them.  Fight together!  Thirteen turned his head fiercely and greeted Tian Qiong: "Master, I'm going to fight. You hide by the dead horse and don't move!" After saying hello, Thirteen went to join Guo Rong's fighting group.  go.  At this moment, Thirteen also understood in his heart.  What I want most is not that my family will die together with him, but that my family will kill more Jurchen Tatars!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The whole  The snowfield has become a mass of fighting.  The fewer and fewer soldiers of the Song Army tried their best to hold back the two-winged Jurchen Armored Cavalry that was constantly coming forward, using their lives and blood to ensure that these Tatars could not take a step beyond their reach before they were all dead!  Even though the three of them, Yue Fei, Yang Zaixing and Yang De, have never looked back, they can still feel the final fight to the death by the brothers Pao Ze behind them!  Yue Fei finally ran into the last seven or eight bodyguards in front of Yin Shuke. Yang Zaixing rode his horse to the side, and the giant Yang De stepped down to follow!  Behind them were piles of corpses of Jurchen Tatars.  The last two rows of nearly twenty Jurchen Tatar cavalry were almost wiped out by three people!  By this point in the fight, all three of them were covered in blood and had several injuries.  But the murderous intention to fight is still so high!  The last seven or eight Jurchen armored cavalry rushed forward in despair, and the Jurchen Erlang who came from both wings was temporarily held back by these remaining southern soldiers.  As for the three killing gods in front of us, it would take at most half a moment to clear them all.  Although some Jurchen armored cavalry on both wings have already reacted and rushed around the battlefield desperately, who knows if it's still too late? ??????????????????????? Yin Shu Ke, standing quietly under the black flag, the southerners are so brave, at least at this moment, it has greatly dampened his originally high ambition to go south.  For a moment, I doubted whether I was right or wrong in assisting Zong Han with all my strength and promoting the southward plan, and whether I was going to bury all the Jurchens in the Southern Dynasties!  He was heartbroken that his son suffered such a serious injury.  Even if Yue Fei and the others had already rushed in front of him, Yin Shu didn't want to leave anymore, so he just stayed here to die.  Even if he escapes with his life, will he be laughed at for the rest of his life?  From Yandi to Yingzhou and then to this battle, a series of deadly battles actually made Yin Shuke, a Jurchen general with an extremely strong mind, lose all control of his own mind for a while.Hold on!  At the last moment, I saw Yin Shuke standing quietly under the recognition flag. Holding the flag, the guard armored knight fiercely pulled Yin Shuke's reins, leading him towards the north.  Yin Shuke reacted immediately and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?" Another armored knight stabbed Yin Shuke's mount in the butt: "Let's go!" Yin Shuke kicked the horse's belly fiercely,  The best Liaodong war horse reacted very quickly and jumped sideways to get out of the way of the stab.  And Yin Shuke had already taken the lead to greet Yue Fei and the others: "A certain family died here!" The guard Jiaqi immediately realized that Yin Shu really wanted to die here!  The sons under his command can only fight to the death with these southerners. Even if they are completely destroyed, all these southerners must be buried with Yin Shuke!  In that case, what else is there to say?  Just die with Yin Shuke!  Seven or eight Jurchen armored knights roared in unison, following Yin Shuke to face Yue Fei and the others, who were covered in blood and were fighting for their lives.  Fighting till now.  The generals of the two armies finally met.  Make this final collision!  And on this side.  Yang Zaixing mustered up his last strength, finally surpassed Yue Fei, and shouted: "My lord, give me this Tatar head!" The big gun moved, pointing directly at Yin Shuke.  At this moment, Yang Zaixing had nothing else in his eyes but silver skills!  Yue Fei wanted to stop Yang Zaixing, but this guy was brave and brave.  No less than Yue Fei.  If you're a little late, you won't be able to stop it anymore.  And even if you call him, Yang Zaixing will not necessarily listen to him at this time.  At this moment, Yue Fei could only growl lowly, and he and Yang De were on the left and right, guarding Yang Zaixing as they rushed forward to kill.  The seven or eight personal guards who guarded Yin Shuke in the end were already risking their lives.  This cavalry chase each other and the final head-to-head battle has come to an end.  There are only a dozen or so people who can hold on to the final fight under the Silver Arts Recognized Flag.  There was no room for dodge or concession between the two sides, and they just collided fiercely.  The thrust of the sword is the difference between life and death.  Right between the lightning and flint!  Yang Zaixing held the big gun in his hand. The grip was sticky and covered in blood, and it was slipping in his hand.  One of the Jurchen guards was shot in the throat with a pan gun.  He grabbed two Jurchen guards beside him and grabbed Yang Zaixing's big spear when one of them lost his weapon.  These Jurchen guards who have experienced many battles have also understood that as long as they have this big gun in hand, this young general in blood robes and white horses is unstoppable!  At the beginning of the fighting, this method of the Jurchen Tatars could only be said to have driven Yang Zaixing into a daze, almost out of whim.  Yang Zaixing's arms used a little force, and the gun barrel of the white wax pole bounced up. With the Jurchen Tatar's hands, he grabbed it fiercely, and even after teasing him, he couldn't get even a hair off the gun barrel.  But now that they were fighting, seeing the Jurchen Tatars coming to seize the weapon with their bare hands, Yang Zaixing pumped his arms, but for a moment he found that his arms were sore.  The power that usually travels with me and comes at the drop of a hat can't be summoned at the moment!  Yang Zaixing¡¯s ability is definitely the best among warriors in this era.  He and Yue Fei were both from the same ancestral home, Xiangzhou, Henan.  From the late Tang Dynasty to the troubled times of the Five Dynasties, this place was the focus of war in the Central Plains.  Emperors changed one after another, warlords came and went.  The name of a strong army is spinning up and down here.  Strong armies rise here and then fall here.  Needless to say, the martial arts style was extremely strong.  In Yang Zaixing Village, there was a villager named Wang, who was said to be a descendant of Wang Yanzhang, the iron gun. After Wang Yanzhang was defeated and died, his descendants were scattered. Although there are still family methods of beating bones and muscles, the Wang family's army is the best in the art of large spears among the five generations.  But family motto prohibits anyone from serving as an official.  The descendants of the Wang family strictly abide by the family motto, which has been passed down from generation to generation and has declined.  Yang Zaixing's father worked as a river-crossing worker together with the banker named Wang. Before the ice broke, the workers went down into the river. The banker named Wang caught cold and fever and almost died. Thanks to the care of Yang Zaixing's father, he managed to survive.  After returning home, the villager surnamed Wang felt moved and passed on his family skills to Yang Zaixing.  Yang Zaixing was a young and heroic young man. He spent several years training his bones and muscles and practicing with the big gun.  When he matures, his ability far exceeds that of the banker named Wang.  His prowess is probably no less than that of Wang Tieqiang who fought against Jiahe, a powerful force from Shatuo, Hedong!  With this ability, Yang Zaixing is also a wild man, and he still has a bit of a playful spirit that can poke a hole in the sky.  He just thought that if Bo Ge became famous and rich based on his ability, his family would not be able to control him.  From recruiting Hebei warriors to becoming a Shenwu ever-victorious army.  Whether it is fighting in battle or comparing in the army.  Yang Zaixing is not only brave and fierce, but also able to endure a long battle. He is born to be a pioneer in the army who rushes into battle, marches into camp, kills generals and captures flags. I have never seen him afraid or tired!  But today, for the first time, Yang Zaixing actually felt that his arms could no longer exert any energy!  The reason is actually no other.  It¡¯s just tiring, even for people like Yang Zaixing!  The mountains in the mountains are basically forced forces. This physical consumption is incredible.  Yang Zaixing is also a strong-tempered person who always strives to be the first in everything, let alone an old pawn.Generally take any time to rest and restore your physical strength.  Today's battle involves breaking through the Hulu camp, charging southwards, and then rushing towards the Yinshu Ke flag.  Except for Yue Fei who grabbed one in the end, Yang Zaixing always charged at the front like a mad tiger!  Although killing the Jurchen Tatars is like cutting grass, in the real battle formation, it looks like lightning and flints are swirling and extinguishing in a life-and-death fight. Only by truly experiencing it can you know how much energy and physical strength each collision and fight consumes.  !  The Jurchen Tatars are skilled in equestrian skills, powerful and powerful, and have superb combat skills.  Every time he stabs and knocks one down, it's a huge drain on energy and physical strength!  The Song army, which numbered only a hundred people, was fighting outside Yingzhou, from attacking camps to cavalry hedging.  Wherever the horse passes, it is invincible.  And Yin Shuke's most elite leader, Mou Ke, was also exhausted.  And everyone in the Song Army, even a murderer like Yang Zaixing, fought to the point where it was difficult to continue!  The Jurchen Tatar grabbed the barrel of Yang Zaixing's big gun, and Yang Zaixing roared again. He pressed his horse with his crotch unbelievingly, and his arms were weak. Then he screamed out from the roots of a warrior!  The root of a warrior is the waist.  When fighting in battle, they all use Luan belts to cut their waists into thin pieces.  Once your waist is strong, you can carry mountains.  If your waist is weak, this battle will be over.  Even though Yang Zaixing's arms were sore from the killing and his heavy armor was soaked with sweat, his back was still as strong as a mountain and straight!  As he was sinking his crotch, he heard a whine from the war horse beneath his crotch, and it suddenly fell to the ground.  Unable to bear it any longer, Yang Zaixing pressed his crotch.  The tall and handsome Liaodong war horse carrying Yang Zaixing repeatedly charged and broke into the formation.  The piece of hair is already soaked, and every last bit of power has been squeezed out.  His body was covered in scars and bleeding.  There was a loud bang and a lot of snow dust was thrown up. Yang Zaixing and his horse fell into the snow.  This young general with a bloody robe and a big gun finally stopped in front of Yin Shuke!  The Jurchen bodyguard who grabbed the gun was also pulled off his horse, and three more Jurchen bodyguards roared and raised their swords and guns at Yang Zaixing, trying to kill Nan, who was as good as mowing grass and had killed countless Jurchens.  Young general!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: Once the state is not good, it will be stuck for three days. Plus various things. Today is still not in a good state, so I insist on typing more, hoping to improve this bird's state.  Get it back quickly.
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