Chapter 89 The hero of the world (Twenty-seven)

A rain of arrows hit and rushed straight towards the horses who were chasing Dong Dalang's tail.

The arrow rain came extremely suddenly. A strong wind rushed straight into the door!

Ma Kuo rushed to the front, subconsciously picked the stirrup and flashed his body. Half of his body hung on the other side of the horse. A large feather arrow hit the top of his head and flew over! Behind Ma Kuo, there were two Song cavalry, all wearing iron armor. A knight twisted his strength, and the feather arrow shot at the junction of the shoulder and back. It was not embedded in the armor leaves, but it was infiltrated a lot! The knight immediately groaned!

The other one was shot straight into the door with an arrow, and he didn't even have a chance to hum. He fell into dust on his head and feet!

The horse thundered and looked up at both sides. He saw more than a dozen knights scattered on both sides of the valley road, several of whom were raising their hands and letting go of the bowstrings. Although these knights were not as good as flying on the high ground, they were also moving freely. They were all equestrian skills learned by hunting in the mountains and forests. Most of these knights were short and strong, wearing heavy armor. There was a leather robe and a strap around their waists, and some people did not wear helmets, revealing the tail of the money rat behind their heads.

Jurchen, Jurchen knight!

These men and horses were very familiar with each other. He once lived and hunted with them, learned to say their words, drank their spirits, and played with them. This was the rise of the tiger water, and in a short time, it destroyed an empire. Their soldiers were hardworking and committed suicide. They could wear heavy armor and repeatedly rush to kill for a long time without being tired. They could shoot a man-headed grass target a hundred steps away. They traverse the north, and had never encountered an enemy Jurchen in front of the horse.

The Jurchens are here! These are no longer fake Tartars like Dong Dalang, but real Jurchen Tartars!

Time seemed to pause for a moment. In Ma Kuo's eyes, it seemed that he could see the Jurchen knights on the high ground pulling the bowstring with a trace of hideous and excited smile. The long arrowhead flashed with cold light, and the air seemed to be compressed violently at this moment. Ma Kuo seemed to feel that the cold light of the arrowhead flashed in front of his eyes!

Retreat, or not?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. Ma Kuo didn't even feel that he was so nervous that he curled up immediately. He had been on the missionary Jurchens and lived with the Jurchens for a long time. The fierceness and ferociousness of these Jurchen soldiers had left a deep impression on Ma Kuo. When he learned that Dong Dalang was coming with hundreds of Jurchen soldiers, Ma Kuo subconsciously passed by a trace of despair. There was no way that they had two hundred people to resist the thousands of Jurchens' coalition forces here!

But looking at Yue Fei's firm eyes, Fang Teng, who stayed and decided to live and die with everyone, and then thinking about the overall situation behind him, what else can Ma Kuo say?

It's nothing more than a death-death battle.

Although the battle with Dong Dalang was so hard and bloody, Ma Kuo gradually got involved. He forgot his expected unknown prospects. He just devoted himself to this happy battle. At the moment when he finally defeated Dong Dalang's main force, Ma Kuo really thought for a moment that what he was worried about was not the fact, and they could defend this Gubeikou!

Until these Jurchen knights appeared in front of him!

Dozens of voices sounded in Ma Kuo's ears at the same time: "Ma Xuanzan, what should I do? Is it a fight or a walk?"

"Ma Xuanzan, the Tartars are right, so we can't be beaten here. Do we rush over?"

"Ma Xuanzan, is it a fight or a departure?"

Before Ma Kuo could answer, the Jurchen knights rushed over again with a rain of arrows. This time their bows were lowered a little, and a row of feather arrows were just pounced on the mounts of the Song army on the mountain road. The Song army's horses were not armed and were the targets that could be killed. A row of arrows came over, and the three or four mounts in front were all hit by arrows. The war horses neighed and stood up high. The horse knights tried hard to clamp the horse's belly, so they didn't fall down. The horse rushed to the front, and naturally it was the target of the feather arrow. His mount was also a carefully selected good horse, and it was also a Khitan general who seized a Khitan general in Yizhou. At this time, he was also hit by four or five arrows, but a shrill sound. His front hooves were raised high, and his hind legs were supported and jumped backwards. He fell to the ground softly without a few steps.

The war horses in front of them were shot down and could not move forward. They blocked the mountain roads tightly. Dozens of Song army cavalry behind them were crowded into a group, and there were people shouting and neighing. The Song army knights with shields took off their shields and blocked them from the left and right. The horses in front were widening and the horses were soft, but he was fine. He turned over and got up, holding a long sword in his hand, but he looked around in a daze.

Everyone's voice became louder, almost hoarse.

"Ma Xuanzan, what exactly?"

"Ma Xuanzan, lead us over!"

"Ma Xuanzan, Ma Xuanzan, Ma Xuanzan!"

At this moment, the horse that had suffered violent impact from the war horses falling to the ground and flipped over and stood up lost its ability to judge. The word "ret" was in his mouth, but he could not shout it out. Now the hundreds of cavalry and dozens of Song troops led by Yue Fei were exhausted and all the arrows were broken. It was with his high morale and fighting spirit that supported them to fight hard. Once he shouted the order to withdraw, the morale would disappear in an instant. The exhausted remaining soldiers would no longer be able to stop these Jurchens. The mountains near the Gubeikou would be blocked!

But in front of him were at least hundreds of the most fierce Zhen Jurchen Tartars waiting for them. These few dozen cavalry rushing forward, and the greater possibility was to die! Just because Ma Kuo knew the Jurchens so deeply that he would not be the second person in the Song Dynasty, he hesitated at this moment!

The head coach was like this, and the momentum of the Song army knights, who had a high fighting spirit, suddenly fell down. After a row of feather arrows shot, the more than ten cavalry Jurchen forward storm spears on the hillside burst out with a burst of ridicule. They injured several war horses by taking advantage of the surprise attack, and after they slammed the opponent's spirit, they no longer had a fight. While laughing, they rode their horses and turned around. In a flash, they disappeared from the edge of the hillside and turned into the bend.

There were all kinds of shouts mixed in the Song army. Some people were already looking at the way they came, holding the reins of the horses, just staring at the horses standing in front. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves behind them sounded like thunder. Although there was only the sound of a war horse running, the sound of horse hooves came quickly and resolutely, and each stroke seemed to hit the hearts of these Song soldiers.

The Song army, who were mixed together, were happy all over the Song army who didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and only one name appeared in everyone's heart.

Yuedu Yuhou, Yue Fei!

It was this young general like a war god who showed his most dazzling light for the first time in the bloody battle between the mountains of Gubeikou. As long as he was there, their mere military horse would never be defeated!

The person who came was Yue Fei. Even Ma Kuo turned around and looked at Yue Fei's figure appearing in front of him. He rode the black divine horse that seized Dong Dalang, and his big gun was lifted behind him. The tassels spread like blood, making a sound of rushing. His armor and war robe were covered with blood, only his young face had not diminished slightly. He looked at the situation here briefly and shouted loudly: "Ma Xuanzan, only move forward!"

The Song army separated from both sides and tried their best to make a way for Yue Fei. Yue Fei rode his horse and rushed over. The horse expanded to meet him and pulled Yue Fei's reins. The handsome hero suddenly buried his front hooves deeply in the soil, lifting up a large piece of soil, and almost pulled back into a bow, and stopped at the same time!

"There are the True Jurchens in front of you, the True Jurchen Tartars! There should be hundreds of numbers. Can we move forward and rush over?"

Ma Kuo lowered his voice and said a few words almost gritting his teeth. Yue Fei's face was covered with blood and sweat, and he listened intently. He looked back at the trusted eyes of the Song army soldiers behind him, and then looked at the other end of Shan Wan, whose murderous aura was filled with the sky.

Yue Fei just smiled faintly.

"Ma Xuanzan, can we still not move forward? We have fought until now with a little blood sincerity. In order to block the Tartars at the Gubeikou, we have decided that even if we die, we will never retreat? I know that there are the Zhen Jurchen Tartars, and they should appear. Can we still retreat now? We only have less than a hundred injured soldiers left. Once we retreat, it is equivalent to completely getting out of the way for the Han barrier!

Xuanzan, let me step forward and rush forward! I also know that it will be a life-threatening life, but I really can't just retreat like this! Even if I die, I must let these Jurchens who think they are invincible in the world know that we Song people can't be insulted, so that they don't make the wrong ideas!

At this moment, no matter how many enemies appear in front of me, I can only do whatever I want and use this big gun to rush to the end of the sky!"

Ma Kuo listened quietly to Yue Fei's words, and the Song soldiers behind him also listened quietly to Yue Fei's words. Looking at his young figure, sitting straight on the horse's back. The wind blew the red tassels on his helmet, which directly reflected everyone's heart.

Ma Kuo smiled and pointed at a Song army knight and scolded: "Give me the horse!"

The Song army knight shouted: "Xuanzan, what am I going to call for the battle?"

Ma Kuo laughed and said, "Don't listen to the military orders? You and Zhang Wu, together, rushed back to the battlefield just now, and asked the brothers to clean up quickly and withdraw from Gubeikou Pass. We will report our news to the Senate. The Zhen Jurchen Tartars have come out. We will go to the last battle of our mother!"

The Song army knight stared at Ma Kuo, but without saying a word, he refused to throw the reins in his hand. Ma Kuo pulled him off the horse. What else did the Song army knight want to say, but before he could say anything, tears burst out from his eyes. Ma Kuo turned over the horse, looked at him, and smiled and said, "Brother, thank you for following me and fighting until now. Now I am going back to pass the orders by military orders, which is not embarrassing. I am still a good man in our Song Dynasty..."

After saying this gently, he turned to look at countless pairs of eyes facing him and Yue Fei, and exclaimed: "The battle has been fought until now. We are the Gubeikou, the Great Wall, and the Han barrier! There are always people who know what we have done! When we retreat, we will hand over our glory and give up this barrier that we once fought for! Brothers, follow me! Follow Yuhou of Yuedu! Live and die with you, it is a blessing for me, Ma Kuo!"

The Song army knights were silent for a moment and shouted in unison: "I wish to follow the two generals! Go forward, go forward! Break the Tartars!"

Ma Kuo and Yue Fei looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time, they pulled the reins and walked in front of the mountain road. Behind them, dozens of Song army knights with broken armor and covered in scars, also followed them in one row, and walked forward without hesitation, and rushed into the unpredictable battlefield ahead.

At this moment, Yue Fei was in Gubeikou for such a long time, and then looked back at Nanwang for the first time: "Xiao Xuanzan, my Yue Fei has lived up to your rewards and has done his best. My ability can only come here, and Xiao Xuanzan is the only one who can save such a crisis! Xiao Xuanzan, I believe that you will never let my Yue Fei down! "
Chapter completed!