Leaving 10,000 people for Li Yi, Di Qing led the remaining troops and killed them all the way north at the fastest speed. All he needed was speed. Di Qing knew that as long as he was fast enough, he could defeat the Japanese troops before they assembled!

On a small island about ten miles northwest of here, there were 500 Japanese soldiers. These 500 people belonged to the country of Ma. Di Qing didn't know whether these soldiers were among the group of Japanese who had been defeated by him. He did not question the injured and captured Japanese people, but directly sent troops to step in. If not, continue to go north. If there is, kill them.

Regarding the current distribution of Japanese troops, Di Qing had a detailed map in his hand. He asked Liu Ping and Zhang Zhong to lead 20,000 troops to chase them along the direction of the retreat of the Japanese people they had just met, but he dispersed his troops and swept away all the forces of Japanese Daming and generals along the way.

Gao Yingxi started chasing after getting off the ship. The Japanese in front were running away frantically. The Song army followed behind and chased each other desperately, chasing one and killing one, catching up with two and killing one pair. It was really satisfying.

The long-term weight-bearing running training allowed them to stay physically until midnight, and they couldn't run anymore. After the soldier in front cut off a Japanese man, he fell softly on the slightly damp land.

With a leader, the people behind him stopped, lying tightly or sitting.

Gao Yingxi really had no strength. He found Shi Tou and sat down and sniffed. He looked around. In addition to his own team, there were some brothers from other teams who followed. However, what was worse than them was that most of these teams had no establishment.

Gao Yingxi stood up for a while and shouted loudly: "Brothers, get up quickly. The ground is too wet to sleep. Set up a tent and boil some hot water, wash your feet and rest."

Although the soldiers were already very tired and didn't want to get up at this time, after Gao Yingxi said that, both the people in his team and the people from other teams next to him stood up. The soldiers of the Song army knew that sleeping in such a humid place would rot the next day. If they didn't wash their feet, they would have blisters tomorrow.

While Gao Yingxi was making a fire, a big Song army came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, I am the commander under General Zhang Zhong. My troops have dispersed. Can I follow you tomorrow?"

Gao Yingxi looked at him: "Haha, you are older than me, so let's do it. I will follow you tomorrow, and we will follow your command."

The man punched him gently: "Stop talking about this, I will see clearly after you today. You are so fucking able to fight. That's it. I'll call up those who are not your team. You will take the lead tomorrow, and I'll suppress you."

Gao Yingxi nodded: "Cheng, brother, your surname is? Do I hear that your accent is from Bianjing?"

The man nodded: "My name is Shi Kun, from Bian Jing. I have been a soldier for seven years."

When Gao Yingxi heard that it was from Bianjing, he immediately became interested: "Bianjing? Many of my brothers are also in Bianjing. When I go back, I will ask my elder brother to sit together. Let's have two drinks."

Shi Kun laughed, then looked a little sad: "Sure, to be honest, I haven't been home for several years, and I don't know if the neighbors still recognize me."

Gao Yingxi was stunned when he heard this: "No way? Our military camp is only twenty miles away from Bianjing. You are from Bianjing, why haven't you been home for a few years?"

Shi Kun was a little embarrassed: "Hehe, I was ignorant when I was young, which caused a lot of trouble to my neighbors. I really have no shame to go back."

He said as he opened the strand of hair on his forehead: "Did you see? My brother was sent to you."

Gao Yingxi didn't care. There were many soldiers like the Song Dynasty. Although many soldiers were converted into second-line soldiers during that disarmament, most of the people like Shi Kun who like to fight were kept. Moreover, Shi Kun was already the commander under Di Qing at that time, and as for grassroots commanders, he was a relatively outstanding one.

After the major disarmament, he was demoted to the capital and later came again after two battles to pacify the King of Xiangyang and to pacify the Dangxiang.

Gao Yingxi started the fire: "It's done, brother, go and call people together. When the sun is dawn tomorrow morning, let's continue chasing forward. I hope these kids don't run too far tonight."

When he woke up the next morning, Gao Yingxi had just chased after ten miles and found traces of the Japanese people resting at night yesterday. He was immediately regretful!

Ten Miles Road, if I had persisted yesterday, don’t have to spend too much, and I’ll catch up with these people in less than half an hour!

Seeing the situation here, Shi Kun also concluded that the Japanese people lived here last night, but he was a little worried now, so he walked to Gao Yingxi and said, "Brother, the troops behind are too far away from us, are you waiting for them?"

Gao Yingxi touched a pile of charcoal ash, and it was still a bit hot. He hadn't walked far. He looked up at the front: "I haven't walked far yet, chase me!"

Shi Kun said again: "They can send someone forward yesterday and continue running. If that happens, their troops will be ready now. Should we wait a moment?"

Gao Yingxi shook his head very firmly: "Stop waiting, catch up."

More than 200 Song troops did not wait for the reinforcements behind them, and followed the traces left by the Japanese people under Gao Yingxi's leadership.

When we were chasing at noon, a big river suddenly crossed in front of them. There was only a wooden bridge on the river. There were more than 3,000 enemies on the other side, and they were preparing to demolish the bridge!

Gao Yingxi was not afraid of the number of enemies on the other side, and of course he would not let them demolish the bridge. If the bridge could not be saved, the troops behind would have to go a long way or take some time to build a pontoon bridge before they could come.

He lifted the knife in his hand: "Put the crossbow!"

Although more than fifty crossbowmen were unable to cause large-scale damage to the opponent despite the continuous shooting, they were very smart and chose the enemy at the bridgehead as their target of attack.

"Kill!" Gao Yingxi rushed up in front of thousands of enemies on the other side.

Of course, Shi Kun also knew the importance of this bridge. As long as it could be kept, it would be worth it to die in battle. The general said that what he wanted now is time, and he would do anything to fight for time.

Just as Shi Kun thought, although he was very tired from running last night, Fujiwara Kishisaburo still sent a Japanese warrior with good physical strength to continue running forward and report to the Daming Territory in front.

Now, in addition to the enemies they killed and fled all the way, more than 2,000 Japanese people they faced were just here.

Seeing that the Song army was so few, he still dared to rush over and fight him, whether it was Fujiwara Kishisaburo, Prince Zunren, or every Japanese warrior here, he felt that he had been greatly insulted.

Anger burst out in Prince Zunren's eyes, and the suffocation that had been chased for a day finally found a place to vent: "Kill them all!"

The two sides fought on the bridge, and the Song army's sword and shield hands immediately raised a shield wall to firmly resist the Japanese who wanted to rush over.

At this time, the Japanese also temporarily gave up the act of demolishing the bridge. In their opinion, there were only more than 200 people on the other side, and burning the bridge at this time seemed to be a little too samurai.

For a moment, the brave Japanese warriors rushed up the bridge one by one. After being stabbed dozens of people by the long spear stretched out from behind the shield by the Song army in a blink of an eye, they found that they had no way to stop the advancement of the shield wall.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot them to death!"

These Japanese people came prepared. Even if Japan's strategic materials are in short supply, there are still dozens of bows and arrows.

The Song army began to suffer casualties. When the crossbowmen saw this situation, they immediately targeted the Japanese people holding bows and arrows.

The Song army's crossbows were also the best long-range weapon of this era. After many improvements by Zeng Gongliang and others, the stringing was very convenient, the rate of fire was very fast, and the accuracy and range were much higher than that of bows and arrows.

After all, not every Japanese man can shoot down the porcelain bowl on the head like Miyamoto Rokuro, dozens of steps away from the porcelain bowl on the head. After a while of fighting with the Song army's crossbowmen, the archers gradually became defeated.

Gao Yingxi and their pressure was much easier. The casualties of the Japanese were far greater than those of the Song army. They also had formations, but their formations could not be compared with those of the Song army. Moreover, except for a long sword, only a small number of them held shields in their hands, which were still the same kind of wooden shield, and there was no iron wrapping at all.

If Bai Yutang's requirements are followed, such a shield should be pierced with two shots.

When Fujiwara Kishisaburo saw that the situation was not right, the bridge was too narrow. Although there were many people on his side, most of them could only stand behind and watch the fun. He could not make any advantage in numbers. He said immediately: "Your Highness, let them come and fight. If we continue to fight like this, we will be killed by them."

Prince Zunren thought about it, so he hurriedly ordered: "Let the Song army come over! Retreat!"

Going past means being besieged by others, Gao Yingxi is very clear about this. But if he doesn't go, the other party will break the bridge. So after seeing the Japanese retreat, he didn't think about it for long and immediately shouted: "Kill it!"

More than two hundred Song soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill!"

They stepped on the corpses of Japanese people and released every emotion in their bodies with their shouts. Their faces were cold and hideous without any fear.

Living is to kill the enemy.

Killing enemies is to live.

It is such a simple thing to go to the battlefield, and there is nothing else to think about. The nation, family, and country are all put aside. Not to mention it is for the emperor, although Gao Yingxi has met Renzong several times, he will never recall the kind face of Renzong at this time.

He is a warrior, and he will kill him and decide the outcome with the enemy! It feels more enjoyable to watch his opponent tremble under his knife than to be the emperor!

The moment the spear pierced into the enemy's chest, they were victorious, and when they fell, there was nothing to think about.

Blood flowed into the river along the bridge deck, and a spectacular scene appeared. With the bridge as the dividing line, the river water flowing upwards was so clear, but after passing the bridge deck it turned scarlet.

The Song army killed the bridge, and the Japanese besieged them even more crazily.

In order to ensure that the terrain at the bridgehead is under his control, Gao Yingxi was still unwilling to retreat! Up to now, nearly 500 Japanese people have died, and nearly half of the Song soldiers have fallen to the ground. They are still fighting, and their living limbs cut by long swords are still twitching, and their torso, which is stabbed by a spear, is still squirming on the ground.

A Song soldier fell beside Gao Yingxi, spitting blood foam in his mouth and staring at Gao Yingxi, as if he was trying to say something. Gao Yingxi slashed down with a knife and killed the Song soldier.
Chapter completed!