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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 105: Urgent Storm (9)

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    The three to four hundred Jurchen guards and Cangtou who gathered chaotically inside and outside the village, as well as a group of Jurchen noble disciples, stared dumbfoundedly at the sight of Yang Zaixing, taking the lead and charging towards them.  This valley road that stretches for more than ten miles has a small exit but a large hinterland. There are even fields in the valley road, otherwise it would not be able to support the lives of hundreds of villagers in the two villages.  The Jurchens' horse stakes were set up between those fields, and hundreds of horses were munching on the crops that the villagers had worked so hard to grow.  Dozens of old men looked on lazily.  Yang Zaixing came with more than a hundred cavalrymen behind him. These Jurchen Tatars were still in no formation and had not mounted their horses!  Suddenly, various shouts broke out among the chaotic Jurchen team.  This lineup, made up of personal guards from various nobles, does not have a unified command.  Although they are all elite among the Jurchens except for Cang Tou and others who serve them, they are still in disarray without command and each has their own master to protect them!  Some of the Jurchen guards rushed forward, even if they took a step forward, they had to block the oncoming Yang Zaixing first.  Some of the Jurchen guards rushed to the horse stakes desperately to grab their mounts. The enemies coming were all armored cavalry. Without horses to fight with them, they lost half of their ability!  Some Jurchen guards came forward to protect their masters. They wanted to cover their retreat to the south and avoid the sharp attack first.  However, some Jurchen warriors were shouting loudly for the Cangtou soldiers to step forward and use their lives to consume the momentum of the enemy.  ¦ç³¤¦ç·ç¦çÎĦçѧ, ww¡×¡ê¡Äet As for the group of Jurchen relatives, it was even more chaotic, and everyone was shouting loudly. These relatives who had grown up watching their fathers destroy the Liao Kingdom with overwhelming force.  My dear disciple, you are not so afraid of the sudden attack of the enemy.  Most of them rely on their own strength.  I want to defeat the enemy in front of me.  It's good to go back to camp and boast in front of his classmates and even his parents.  But everyone's shouts and orders were in their own way, which only exacerbated the chaotic situation in front of them!  ¡°Whether the Jurchen Tatar formation is well-organized and well-organized, or it is as messy as it is now.  Yang Zaixing, whose eyes were red, didn't take it to heart at all.  Unable to rescue Tanzhou, he watched helplessly as his family fell into the city.  And the entire Yan land is full of shocking and tragic scenes after being ravaged by the Jurchen Tatars.  He couldn't fight hard, so he had to hide and go south.  Yang Zaixing had long been filled with anger and frustration that could burst out at any time!  This remote valley road cannot escape the poisonous hands of the Jurchen Tatars.  The fierce torrent of Jurchen Tatars on an unprecedented scale in the East and West continued to move southward in the Song Dynasty.  What will it look like again?  These women's true sister -in -law, one can kill one at home, is one!  Only dead Jurchen Tatars are good Jurchen Tatars!  But with his ability, his courage, and his big gun in his hand!  I, Yang Zaixing, am the number one fighting general among the tens of thousands of troops under the command of King Yan. If this war continues, I, Yang Zaixing, will be the devil in the eyes of the Jurchen Tatars!  In the blink of an eye, Yang Zaixing had rushed to the front of the village.  Finally, several Jurchen warriors and Cangtou came forward.  Yang Zaixing roared angrily, but he didn't use the spear to stab him.  Instead, he held the gun barrel with one hand, swiping left and hitting right!  The astonishingly elastic pewter barrel of the gun roared with fierce wind, and with a snap, a Jurchen warrior wearing a hood was smashed with his head and helmet flat.  Then swept across, another pale head blossomed, red and white spraying out together.  He circled around again and hit another Jurchen soldier who was not wearing a helmet at the ear. The whole head was almost smashed into a gourd shape from the ear. Although it was hit with a blunt instrument, the ear was covered in blood and flesh.  All the bones were broken, and he died immediately and could no longer die!  With the power of the big gun swinging in a circle, a passage was opened. The war horse neighed, lightning flashed past, and it crashed into the chaotic Jurchen Tatar formation!  The knights who followed Yang Zaixing closely and launched the attack looked at everything in front of them.  Although they all already know the abilities of Yang Zaixing, an arrogant guy, they still have to be amazed every time they see him again before a fight.  This is not a human being, he is simply a big insect!  Yang Zaixing's big gun flew like thunder and lightning in the Jurchen formation, the shadow of the gun flashed, and blood splashed everywhere.  Even though these bodyguards of the dear disciples were rare brave men among the Jurchen army, they were still beaten to death by Yang Zaixing and screamed in agony!  In the chaotic formation, the noble disciples suddenly changed their colors and were so frightened that they didn¡¯t know what to do for a moment.  Only Wanyan Zhalan relied on his own strength, stood firmly at the foot of the steps, took off the bow that he had never left his body, put on the feather arrow, and shot an arrow straight towards Yang Zaixing's face.  Wanyan Zha La's walking bow can shoot two stones, two or three buckets, and his accuracy is also extraordinary.  When hunting, he often overwhelms many fierce generals in the army.  At such a close distance, the strong bow was fired at Ji Ji. When he let go, Wanyan Zhaila shouted with confidence.  "Hit!" Yang Zaixing, who was fighting in the formation, was just oneAt the same time, the arrow flew out after grazing his pocket, leaving only a few sparks on the side of his helmet.  Yang Zaixing casually picked up a Jurchen soldier and turned around to see Wanyan Chala who was still letting go.  A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Yang Zaixing's mouth. He stretched out his hand to grab a short spear that an unknown Jurchen knight was stabbing at, and snatched it away with a roll of his wrist.  The big gun swept in a circle and slightly pushed away the surrounding enemies.  Twist your waist and throw out a spear!  The short spear fired with electricity, and the Jurchen noble disciple who was closest to Wanyan Chala felt a few drops of blood spattered on his face.  He turned around to look in shock, and saw that the short spear had already been inserted into Wanyan Zhalan's chest, the spear tip protruded from his back, and the spear shaft was still shaking violently.  This spear has already pierced the founder of the Jurchen Kingdom, Wanyan Aguda's legitimate grandson!  Wanyan Zhila looked at the trembling spear shaft in his chest as if in disbelief, and tears kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth.  He is the most brave among the new generation of Jurchen children, and his father also promised to establish a bodyguard for him, Muke, so that he can establish his merits in the territory of the Southern Dynasties.  In the future, he will become a member of Bojilie, he will have thousands of Southern slaves, he will have endless Southern land, he will have mountains of wealth, and he will make Southerners tremble in front of the Wanyan family forever  ¡­    how could this be?  Wanyan swept together, Wanyan Ahudie, Wanyan Shen Tuhan all watched blankly as Wanyan Chala was pierced by a short spear.  Suddenly, Ahudie, who always showed the most cruel face, was the first to collapse and cried loudly: "Please let me go quickly! Go find daddy!" And just when Wanyan Ahudie cried loudly.  Behind Yang Zaixing.  The more than a hundred soldiers who followed the attack.  Finally catching up, with huge momentum, he crashed into the Jurchen formation that was already in chaos!  These more than a hundred cavalry may be fierce and brave, and they dare to follow Yang Zaixing northward to the elite of the Dragon Guard Army to the south of Tanzhou.  Or maybe it was Yan Di Xiaorui who survived the bloody battle.  Along the way, I saw the tragic situation of Yandi being ravaged by the Jurchen Tatars, and more and more people in Yandi had blood feuds.  The Jurchen army was so powerful that they could only find a way to avoid it, but they encountered such a chaotic Jurchen army in the valley.  At this time, it¡¯s just a good time to kill someone and relieve the blood in your chest a little!  Countless weapons flew and countless iron hooves were trampled.  These hundreds of armored cavalry were slashing and killing indiscriminately in the Jurchen formation. Their armors passed across the bloody valley, arousing the cries and screams of the Jurchen Tatars that shook the valley!  Although there are Jurchen warriors who are desperately resisting, such a situation prevents them from performing their three functions.  In the blink of an eye, he was destroyed and chopped down.  Trampled to pulp!  How many Jurchen warriors were engaged in a desperate fight to the death, while shouting loudly: "Let the master go! Let the master go!" Surrounding Ahudie Shen Tuyi, dozens of Jurchen warriors who were guarding them were pulling and pulling.  At a loss, they headed south.  The other noble disciples, who were surrounded by more or less guards, were suddenly running around.  The true female and true bodyguards around these dear disciples are naturally elites in the military.  Even in a desperate situation, one can fight the enemy to the end, which means nothing more than death.  But the situation is different now. They are guarding so many dear children, and they even have the most noble bloodline among the Jurchens!  The most important thing is to protect them and escape!  The guards escorted the nobles to flee, and the chaotic battle in the valley became even more unstoppable. The final outcome was defeat and death.  But the Jurchen warrior who had been entangled was risking his life at this time.  The armored knight who rushed in could be held back moment by moment.  The man who was seriously injured and fell to the ground took out his sword and chopped off the horse's hoof when it was trampled by the horse's hoof.  For a time, the bloodiness of the war increased several times.  And the Jurchen Tatars¡¯ desperate efforts also aroused the anger of more than a hundred knights.  After being knocked off his horse, the fight continued on the ground.  No matter what, I will kill all the Jurchen Tatars in the valley!  Yang Zaixing, who was leading the charge, did not turn around and join the fight at this time. Instead, he continued to ride alone and chased them to death.  Although I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, the Jurchen Tatars in front of me are acting a little weird.  Yang Zaixing also subconsciously felt that he might have bumped into some amazing team.  At this time, we cannot let these Jurchen Tatars escape!  When he saw the Jurchens scattering suddenly, Yang Zaixing rode alone, with his big gun dancing, and chased them all the way.  As long as you don't bump into his horse without any care, you will cause trouble.  In the blink of an eye, seven or eight grandnephews and distant nephews of Wanyan Aguda fell in a pool of blood.  Either the chest or the neck had blood holes opened by the blade of the big gun, and the guards around them could only look at their bloody corpses and howl loudly!  And the three most distinguished people, Saohe Ahudie and Shen Tuyi, were already being protected by dozens of guards and were preparing to climb the mountain and leave.  In the panic, they divided into two directions. Ahudie and Shentuyi were heading west, while Suohe was heading east.  Yang Zaixing took a murderous glance and picked up Ahudi and ShenTu Bina chased him all the way.  The reason is very simple, there are many people along the way!  While the Jurchen guards were protecting Ahudi and Shen Tuyi as they prepared to go up the mountain, they kept looking back at the pursuers.  Seeing that Yang Zaixing was riding alone and was covered in blood, these Jurchen guards did not relax at all.  This southern armored cavalry is really fierce beyond imagination.  One person and one horse dare to collide with each other, but there is no enemy in front of the horses!  The guards shouted loudly, leaving half of them behind to block Yang Zaixing, while the other half, protecting Ahudi and Shen Tuyi, had no time to throw away their armor, so they prepared to climb the mountain and leave, which was extremely cumbersome.  But how could a mere dozen Jurchen Tatars stop Yang Zaixing?  Before they could even form a small infantry battle formation, Yang Zaixing had already rushed through with his horse, swinging his big gun from side to side. The two Jurchen Tatars had a big bloody hole in their necks, and they fell to the sky with blood leaking from the wind and blood.  And Yang Zaixing had already passed by in a flash, chasing Ahudi, Shen Tuyi and the others!  And Ahudie and Shen Tuyi were burdened, and at this time they were so frightened that their legs and feet were weak.  They were all about ten years old when the Jurchens raised their troops to fight the Liao army to the death.  He has never experienced the difficult and dangerous situation of his father's generation, and he has lived a prosperous life in the past few years.  Although he has always prided himself on the bravery of Jurchen children.  But I encountered this situation for the first time.  And what he encountered was a murderer like Yang Zaixing.  It is reasonable to be scared to this extent.  Seven or eight guards desperately pushed back and pulled forward to pull them up the mountain path.  But Ahudie and Shentuyi just staggered and were pulled by them. When Yang Zaixing rushed over, they had not yet climbed up the mountain.  The sound of horse hooves came roaring, Yang Zaixing stretched out his spear, and deflected the short-hand soldiers of several Jurchen guards desperately, and knocked another one away in front of the horse.  Spear blade.  It penetrated into the cervical vertebrae of Shen Tuxi who had his back turned to him, and with a slight stir, the cervical vertebrae of Shen Tuxi was shattered into pieces. The eldest son and grandson of Wanyan Aguda was as soft as a rotten bag, so soft that it fell to the ground.  !  On the other side, Ahudie suddenly knelt down and cried loudly in Jurchen language: "Spare my life, daddy will use thousands of slaves and countless wealth to redeem me!" Among the young Jurchen disciples.  Ahudi, who has always been the most violent, before surpassing his violence.  Finally revealed his true nature.  In fact, it is far away from the prestige created by our fathers.  He is nothing!  After Yang Zaixing shattered Shen Tuyi's cervical vertebrae with a shot, he had already rushed out. He held the gun with one hand and swung it in a circle to sweep away the Shen Tuyi personal guards who rushed towards him with red eyes. Then he flicked the barrel of the gun,  I saw a young Jurchen Tatar kneeling on the ground and crying loudly in Jurchen language.  The gun barrel bounced up and then fell down, hitting Ahudi's head hard with a crisp snap.  Wanyan Zongpan's only son's head was smashed so hard it looked like a rotten watermelon!  "I don't understand the language of insects and beasts!" In the blink of an eye, Wanyan Agu was killed and three grandchildren were killed. Yang Zaixing, who loved his descendants, casually dealt with the Jurchen guards who rushed towards him, while looking around.  Over there, there was a team of people named Saohe, but their movements were very agile. Saohe seemed to be calmer than Shen Tuyi and Ahudi. He had already shed a lot of burdens on his body and climbed up the mountain.  The Jurchen guards kept Suo behind layer by layer, while Suohe was pulled desperately by four or five guards, using both hands and feet to escape for his life!  Yang Zaixing had a slight headache while fighting.  He moved up and down the Jurchen formation, half relying on his ability and half relying on his horse power.  Of course, most of them relied on the hundreds of Jurchen Tatars who failed to live up to their expectations. They never mounted their horses, their formations were chaotic, and they had no unified command.  They are obviously soldiers who can fight, but they are divided into pieces and first think about protecting people and escaping.  All kinds of factors came together to make him kill happily.  However, if this group of escaped Jurchen Tatars went up the mountain, and they dismounted and chased them on foot, and fought on foot on the mountain, they might not be able to kill them so easily.  Could it be that today we have really failed in our efforts and cannot keep all these Tatars?  It would be difficult to encounter such a good opportunity again.  Just when Yang Zaixing felt a little regretful, suddenly a short figure jumped up from the mountain path.  But his movements were agile beyond anyone's imagination.  This short figure immediately rushed past Saohe, who was immersed in climbing the mountain, and a cold light flashed on the side of his raised arm.  Gently brushed the side of Suhe's neck.  With just such a touch, the aorta on the side of the neck was immediately severed.  The only biological son of the Jurchen East Route Army coach Wanyan Zongwang stood up in a daze, and large amounts of blood suddenly spattered from the side of his neck!  He stretched out his hand to press it, but when he raised his hand in the air, he lost all strength and fell to the ground, rolling down the mountain.  And the short figure had already swooped aside, leaving the stunned Jurchen guards far away.  Exactly thirteen!  With this uncanny ability to pick up people's heads, even if Yang Zaixing's eyesight is too high, he can only write the word "submit" in his heart!  The leader of the Sahe bodyguard stared blankly at his little master dying next to him. Zhaza was dead, Ahudi was dead, Shen Tuxi was dead,?The girl¡¯s true relatives and noble children are all dead.  Now in the valley road, these Jurchen guards, who have always been brave, were killed by more than a hundred armored knights. The blood was rolling, and the Cangtou bombers scattered in all directions, howling and running away.  "If there were really three to four hundred Jurchen warriors under unified command fighting these hundreds of cavalry, how could they be afraid of them?"  Even if there is a rare and rare general among these opponents, it is ordinary! ?????????????????????????????? But the team of bodyguards, who were composed of noble sons and daughters, wanted to save their master and go first when encountering the enemy. Their own army was torn apart, and they were blocked and unable to mount their horses.  The final outcome is this.  The noblest bloodline of so many girls was cut off in this desolate valley!  With this ending, even if I go back, I will only die, so why not just fight to the death with these enemies!  Zong Wang's anger will always burn the Southern Dynasty to ashes!  The leader of the Jurchen guards yelled at the top of his lungs: "Leave two people to report to Zong Han. The young masters were all killed by the southerners! We are here, let's fight to the death!" Looking at Saohe, he fell to death in the mountain.  , seeing how many Jurchen Tatars did not run for their lives, they rushed in with red eyes to fight to the death.  Yang Zaixing laughed heartily.  "Isn't it easy to die? Grandpa will help you!" In the valley road, more than a hundred armored cavalry were galloping, killing the Jurchen Tatars who were in a mess everywhere. Yang Zaixing even rushed from left to right, killing them with great joy.  Although these Jurchen guards have lost all hope, they can only fight with red eyes, but the situation has become such that even if they fight to the death, they cannot exchange the lives of several opponents!  Yang Zaixing's subordinates, who were killing happily, only thought that these hundreds of Jurchen Tatar heads could always get everyone to move to another position or two.  But no one knew that this battle in the valley had brought the greatest pain to the Jurchen rulers!  (To be continued) PS: I tried my best to code one chapter, but I still have something to do tonight.  No more waiting.  If you feel that killing the little Tartars is a pleasure, please vote for the month!  !  !  !  !  !  
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