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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 92: Blocking the Crazy Wave (Twenty-Two)

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    On the east wing of the battlefield, among the array of miscellaneous beasts, there was a sound of miscellaneous horsemen screaming for heaven and earth.  <<Top>><<Point>> In the novel, more than a hundred knights turned to the east wing to attack the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army soldiers, who were ravaging in their formation!  Although the number of people in this wing where Zahu lives is far greater than that of Jurchen Pucha Wulie in the west wing.  However, he was hit hard by these hundreds of soldiers from the Song Dynasty and was killed so hard that he had almost no strength to fight back!  Even though they had obtained some of the military supplies and equipment of the Song army captured along the way, these nearly two thousand capable warriors were still in disarray.  The tribal chieftains wore zha mail, but some knights still wore leather robes.  These bastards used light cavalry to attack and harass as a common technique. When they fought in formation, their weapons were of mixed lengths, and the infantry were crowded together here and there were too many gaps there.  The position of the light cavalry behind the formation was too far away to cooperate closely with the infantry formation.  The most important thing is that these bastards went all the way south. Although they rolled through the Kelan Army and Lanzhou like a violent wave and reached the west gate of Taiyuan Prefecture, their energy and physical strength were already exhausted.  The battle at Hongguzhai and the offensive and defensive battle at Loufan City all resulted in heavy casualties, and they were all lost at the hands of this powerful Southern Dynasty army.  Facing the decisive attack of Shenwu's ever-victorious army, I have lost all courage! ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? When the hundred or so cavalry turned a perfect ninety degrees, and came roaring, a shower of arrows came out from the miscellaneous formation.  Then the Qingqi could not help but retreat one after another, hoping that these foot warriors could consume some momentum.  When going into battle, those who can be driven off their horses to fight on foot, and then rush to the city to fight desperately, are not the elite warriors of their respective tribes.  Watching more than a hundred cavalry roaring towards them, murderous intent rising up with the smoke and dust, they rode lightly behind the formation.  How dare you go up and fight for your life?  Protect these warriors who are far below their status?  A hail of arrows swept past.  When he steps down to draw his bow and fire an arrow, his accuracy is much better than when shooting from a horse.  In an instant, more than ten soldiers of the Song Army fell off their horses.  But more soldiers of the Song Army, with arrows hanging on their armors, ferocious faces, and cold blades flashing, still did not slow down at all, and slammed into the already chaotic infantry formation!  The sound of people shouting and horses neighing, and the sound of screams.  There was the sound of the body being knocked away, and the sound of hacking and slashing.  Just as they broke out in the miscellaneous formation, more than a hundred Song soldiers on horseback tore through the formations and fought their way into the depths.  And the Zahu infantry troops were cut down row by row right in front of their horses!  It¡¯s nothing better than a tiger entering a flock of sheep!  In the blink of an eye, the Zahu infantry array was on the verge of disintegration.  The bastards at the edge of the array had already thrown away their blades and armor and fled.  Just one hit.  The more than a thousand horses arrayed in formation were almost beaten to the point of complete collapse!  Surunu was watching all this from behind.  The muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch, and the elite tribesmen around him looked full of fear.  This powerful army suddenly broke out when the isolated city was under siege. Once it launched an attack, it was a relentless force.  The son of the Nanxia tribe had no power to fight back in front of them.  After this large-scale war, even if someone is lucky enough to return to the grassland, in the future dreams, there will be these hundreds of ferocious iron faces every night, these two perfectly turning smoke and dust pulled out under the city above the building, these sharp fronts  Blade, this son-in-law is wailing miserably, these flesh and blood are flying everywhere!  Everyone¡¯s eyes turned to Surunu hastily. This is a war between the Jurchens and the Southern Dynasties. Are we going to be buried in this war?  Hurry up and leave. If you're one step later, these Southern Dynasties armored demon gods will kill the infantry and come towards us!  The muscles on Surunu's face couldn't help twitching, and he looked at the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty who were causing a rain of blood in the sky as if they were possessed.  Countless grassland children were wailing and screaming in front of their horses, and they were cut down and stabbed over in rows.  Blood spattered continuously, turning the dry battlefield into bloody mud in an instant.  The dream of dominating Monan, with the powerful performance of the Southern Dynasty¡¯s army and horses, and the newly rising Jurchen, showed more brutal force than the Khitans.  And in front of such a powerful army in the Southern Dynasty, it turned out to be so ridiculous.  You must know that among the 400 military states in the Southern Dynasty, the grassland tribes like us used the Jurchen military power to sweep all the way, and it is said that only two military states were captured!  "We encountered such a powerful army, and the Southern Dynasty was so rich and vast. How many elite soldiers and generals did it have?"  Even if the grassland tribes include men, women, old and weak, can they make a splash in front of such a powerful Southern Dynasty?  ¡°Could it be that these tribes of our own can only struggle to survive forever on the vast and barren grassland that is plagued by white and black diseases?  Surunu looked around blankly, but he saw the smoke rolling up from behind. In the smoke, hundreds of Jurchen cavalry did not say a word, but just urged their horses desperately, with the same indomitable momentum, pushing rapidly like iron walls.  Come.  Desperately trying to join the battlefield!  In the front are the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty who were massacred, and in the back are the Jurchen cavalry who can be separated by silver skills to come to the rescue.  The bastards are caught in the middle and their lives are like ants.  But this scene also made Surunu react immediately.  &nbsp;They can't leave yet!  Escape from here and go all the way north, where you will find the Jurchen brigade coming in an endless stream.  If you flee without permission, you will only be slaughtered by the Jurchens like dogs and sheep.  At this time, the only way is to fight to the end with the Jurchens and earn a life!  Surunu suddenly let out a strange cry and pulled out his long sword: "Fight with all your might! Either join the Jurchens in conquering the Southern Dynasties, or die here. There is no other way out!" Amid the shouts, Surunu was already in a state of panic.  If he rushes his horse forward like crazy, the knights of his tribe beside him will have no choice but to gallop their horses to keep up.  Once Surunu took the lead, these large groups of miscellaneous Qingqi who were hesitant to wait and see behind the formation finally started to move.  Nearly a thousand barbarians, making strange noises like wolves and eagles, surged forward.  Hundreds of Jurchen cavalry that could be separated from the silver art from the south also came to attack.  The soldiers of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army who were trapped in the miscellaneous infantry array and were slaughtered were like rocks about to be submerged by the big waves!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ On the west wing of the battlefield, the fighting was still fierce and tragic.  The most elite knight in the Song Dynasty, and the elite under the command of the Jurchen general Wanyan Loushi.  They bumped into each other hard again.  Both sides slowed down their horses.  No one expects to walk away with one hit.  It is to distinguish between life and death in this battle group that has already fallen too many corpses!  The weapons flew, blood splattered, and the horses neighed miserably.  The sparks that were splashed by the swords on the armor of both sides danced in the thick yellow dust and smoke splashed by the horses' hooves.  The collision between the two elite cavalry was so ferocious that it was shocking!  Under the protection of several personal guards, Du Ruhu rushed left and right, roaring again and again.  Fight hard.  He changed two long swords, and both of them were broken. At this time, he relied on the shield tied to his left arm to protect him, and waved the wootz steel sword with his right hand to fight to the death.  To this extent, it is like a tiger to be firmly involved in the main force of the female real person.  But similarly, Du Ruhu also has no chance to fight out.  But so what?  A rush to kill saved thousands of people.  And when his own army was wiped out, at least the same number of true Jurchens and true Tatars were buried with them.  Not counting those bastards!  Having put everything aside, Du Ruhu only felt that his killing was indescribably satisfying. He held in his hand the Utz steel long sword that King Yan asked a master craftsman to forge.  It was originally the shape of the sword used by the cavalry general.  The hilt of the sword is extremely long, the brass sword melon is balanced with weight, and the sword spine is thick, making it extremely smooth when swinging.  It weighed seven or eight kilograms, and the blade was extremely sharp, but it hit the human body, the armor was flat, and blood splattered!  In the battle formation, he passed by another Jurchen Tatar and beheaded the horse with a wave of his sword.  The Jurchen knight didn't have time to take off his stirrup and jumped away, and rolled into the dust with the war horse. The bodyguard behind him jumped on the horse and was about to step on it. However, he suddenly screamed and was stabbed with a spear by a Jurchen Tatar who suddenly appeared silently.  Dismount.  Du was like a tiger gnashing his teeth around the horse's head, riding side by side with the Jurchen Tatar, striking with his left hand, and the riding shield slammed into the Tatar's face. The force was so strong that the already scarred riding shield suddenly fell into pieces.  But the Tatar's nose was also smashed into his face, and he screamed for a while before turning over and falling off his horse.  Du Ruhu¡¯s left arm was numb from the shock. Before he could find the next target, another spear came from the side.  At this time, the speed of the war horse has been reduced to the minimum twice. Du Ruhu can only twist as hard as he can on the horse. He can't reach out with his long sword to chop the spear shaft. He can only use the hilt of the sword to hold the spear head, press down on the wrist and twist: "Let go!  " On a normal day, with Du's strength like a tiger, seizing this spear would be a sure thing.  But now when I push hard, I just feel that my arms are sore and weak, and my lungs are in burning pain when I inhale.  Always take the lead and rush to the front.  Xiao Hanwu had already worked hard to the point where his strength was greatly reduced, not to mention running out of gas.  This time, the spear was not snatched away. The Jurchen Tatar was still trying his best to send the spear forward!  But Du Ruhu could only grit his teeth and hold on to the spearhead.  As he was shouting, another Jurchen Tatar snatched it from the side, swung the long knife in his hand, and slashed it to the side of Du Ruhu's pocket!  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:  The hardwood shaft of the spear that was pinned by Du Ruhu also broke with a snap.  They were all like tigers, with nothing to rely on, and everything on their heads and feet rolled off the horse.  The trauma of this knife was secondary. If Du Ruhu was not experienced in fighting, he would have subconsciously tightened his neck muscles when the wind hit his ears, shortened his neck to protect the cervical spine, and tried his best to give up the force of the knife.  Even if the douchi and iron mask can provide protection, this knife is enough to break Du Ruhu's cervical vertebrae!  Even so, Du Ruhu only felt the sound of thunder and lightning in his ears for a while. His cochlea was shocked and he lost control of his body's balance.control.  Unable to sit firmly on the horse anymore, he turned over and fell off the horse.  Seeing this Song Army warrior fall from his horse, the surrounding Jurchen knights all cheered in unison!  This Southern Dynasty warrior with an angry Vajra statue on his iron face rushed left and right in the battle formation. He was skilled in equestrian skills and fought bravely.  No one knows how many Jurchens he killed, including Pucha Wulie's nephew Wuliu Ge, who was beheaded by him.  After beheading him, no matter who it is, they can at least get fifty tents of rewards from Zong Han!  Even if there is no reward, so many Jurchen warriors died in the hands of this Southern Dynasty warrior, his head must be cut off to alleviate the resentment against him!  As the Jurchen warriors cheered, the remaining victorious warriors around them also shouted: "General!" These scarred warriors abandoned their opponents, regardless of their injuries and fatigue.  They are also desperately rushing towards the place where Du Ruhuhu fell!  The Jurchen warrior who shot down everyone like a tiger with one sword.  Then he must gallop forward.  Cut off like a tiger's head.  The mount hissed miserably, and the bodyguards who had been knocked off their horses before were all like tigers. With their last breath, they touched the Jurchen warrior's horse's leg and cut it off with a sword.  The horse fell to the ground, and the Jurchen warrior had already taken off his stirrups in mid-air and wanted to dismount and fight on foot.  But the bodyguard who was seriously injured was like a tiger. He shouted violently, and he got the strength from nowhere to stand up and rush towards him. His abdomen was stabbed by a spear wound.  The scene has been dragged out!  The Jurchen warrior was knocked down by the Du Ruhu bodyguard who used his last strength.  Another Jurchen warrior whose spear was cut off by Du Ruhu came up again, and suddenly his chest bulged a little, but it was a Song Army soldier who came from behind who threw the sword in his hand!  The soldiers of the Song Army who lost their weapons were chopped down by the Jurchen soldiers who caught up before they could get close to Du Ruhu.  But there was also a steady stream of warriors who were victorious soldiers who sacrificed their lives and fought fiercely with the Jurchen warriors who also came in!  With the place where Du Ruhu fell off his horse as the center of the whirlpool, this cavalry battle has reached its final climax.  There was no more maneuvering and avoidance between the two sides, and there was no more equestrian and skill-based coordination.  Instead, they struggled together in this small space, exchanging lives for lives.  The struggle continued from the moment the horse fell off the horse, and dozens of lives were lost in an instant.  The horses that had lost their masters neighed loudly and collided with each other.  Even these mounts, among themselves.  Also kicking and biting!  Du Ruhu is lying in the center of this whirlpool, surrounded by dead people and dead horses. Stars are flying in front of his eyes. He can't hear any sound and can't exert any strength. Even if he tries to open his eyes wide, he can only see the shadowy figure in front of him.  Shake.  Is this how you¡¯re going to die?  General Han, I have not disgraced you.  King Yan, I have not ruined the reputation of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army you created.  The drowsy consciousness finally returned to Du Ruhu.  As he turned his eyes, he saw that there were many bloody corpses of men and horses around him, and the roaring and fighting sounds of his brothers could be heard beside him.  It¡¯s just that the roaring voice of a man that was so familiar in the past two years has faded and become rare.  What's more, it's the Jurchen Tatars' howling like wild beasts!  Du Ruhu tried his best to stand up, but his head was as heavy as a mountain, and his mouth was full of the smell of blood. He couldn't muster enough strength to stand up wearing heavy armor.  My hands and feet could move, but I was just groping around on the ground. I accidentally touched something that I didn't know was a piece of sawdust or a small stick, and I habitually picked it up in my mouth.  Then he found a severely injured Jurchen Tatar squirming, heading towards his home.  Du Ruhu lay lazily on the ground and groped around for a while, grabbing a broken blade. He didn't know what kind of weapon it was broken from. He waited for the Jurchen Tatar to crawl to his side and grabbed it from his neck.  Pricked into the nest.  ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:  "I'm a bastard, I'm twenty-seven. I'm busy fooling around in the house, and I find women annoying. I haven't even married yet" Surrounded by the warriors of the Shenwu Everlasting Victory Army, who are all fighting to the death, this  When he stepped down immediately, there were only a dozen or so of the injured men who could still fight, but they were all like tigers facing the howling like a wall, and they still guarded the general with their wings.  Just waiting for the final battle to the death.  More than a hundred followers of the Shenwu Ever Victorious Army Cavalry, who were all rolling towards the west wing like a tiger, fought hard to the end.  There were at least two hundred Jurchen Tatars who fell in the battle formation!  At this moment, the sound of a horn was faintly heard in the formation.  This is not the sound of the horn used by the Hulu. Even if he is severely injured, Ruhu can still subconsciously distinguish that this is the sound of the Song Army's horn!  The sound is similar to the cry of a swan, sad and distant.  But there is no heroic spirit to move forward!  ¡­¡­¡­The reinforcements of the Zhi Niang thief have finally arrived. I thought you wouldn¡¯t come.Anywayit's worth it to die.  "These bastards can't get past Loufan!"  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yin Shuke, who was in the battle formation, was also looking eastward at this moment.  On the western skyline, dozens of sentinels, a mixture of Hu and Jurchen sent out to the east, were galloping desperately to the west.  Behind them, a human wave of cavalry had appeared, opening up the front.  The red triangular flag danced over the heads of the cavalry.  The man who looked like a general at the head slowly lowered the horse in his hand.  Then hundreds of spears, large spears, and horses were also laid flat, flashing with a cold light!  Yin Shu did not join the fight, although he had a deep hatred and endless humiliation with this Southern Dynasty army.  But in such scenes, it was not time for him to go into battle and fight. He was just holding the line in the army to boost morale.  In the brief fighting, this elite Southern Dynasty cavalry was exhausted at a rapid speed in front of the superior Jurchen forces.  Yin Shuke's tense expression finally relaxed.  Even if thousands of people fled, but without the support of this elite southern army in Loufan City, how long could Loufan City hold on?  Today, I can defeat it in one go, even if it takes Jurchen Erlang's life to fill it in!  But at this moment, Yin Shuke¡¯s face was distorted again.  It was this Southern Dynasty army that was about to be wiped out, and it took him two or three days of precious time in the building.  Let the Southern Army finally react and mobilize reinforcements!  But at this time, we can only fight to the end!  Yin Shuke roared loudly: "Lou Shi's troops, come up with me! Pucha Wulie's troops, lead Cang's head to press in front of Loufan City, form an array east and south, cut off the connection between the Southern Army and the city! Jurchen is so good  Man, kill all these Confederate troops! Our reinforcements are coming!" The reinforcements are led by Li Yizhong.  We rushed to the battlefield and saw this extremely brutal fighting scene.  And on the top of the city wall, the flag of the Song Dynasty was still flying!  Looking at the Jurchen armored cavalry in a chaotic mess on the battlefield, looking at the bloody corpses on the ground, looking at the battle smoke that almost turned red.  Li Yizhong took a deep breath, put down the horse in his hand, turned around and glanced at his son-in-law, without saying another word, stepped on the stirrup, urged the horse, and charged towards the battlefield in front of him!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! 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