Between the battle formations, the place where corpses are established.

The battle in Yingzhou was extremely tragic from the beginning to the present moment.

The Song Dynasty had the best equipment and the strongest spirit. Perhaps it was not necessarily the most experienced, but it was the most courageous Shenwu always-winning army, and the Jurchen Western Route Army who conquered the Daliao, went to the grassland, won every battle, and defeated the army and captured Yelu Yanxi. The collision between the peak force of the two forces in this era led to this result.

If it is the first time that the two sides met in Yan land, there is still temptation and there is also a space as large as Yan land to rush and fight each other. Xiao Yan bullies the few with the crowd and tries his best to create the most favorable situation before the battle, and also divides the Silver Technique with Wanyan and horses and wins in the last battle.

This battle tonight has been a head-on battle from beginning to end, and life is for life.

The army and horses, who had already fought at night, dragged heavy steps to make a final collision. There was no shouting or shouting in the array. It was just a piece of weapons that broke through the armor and cut into the bones, and blood splashed out. There was also the short scream of people before they died. They couldn't tell what it was. They only made people feel cold into their bones and wanted to avoid them from afar.

The first row is shining, and the second row is on the top. Human lives are consumed quickly. The people who fall to the ground are still fighting and digging each other's eyes. In a flash, there is no array, and only armored people who have no face, no fear, no thoughts and mechanically kill or are killed.

Neguma led the strategy to be the first formation. He beat Wanyan Xiyin hard for a while. As a famous general in the Western Army, Neguma only felt that his face was greatly damaged. At this moment, he broke through the formation and did not think about going back alive.

He took the lead and slashed the cards in front of him with a heavy axe. The wizard of the card held by the card fell to the ground for him. Niguma slashed on his face with an axe. The heavy axe was deeply embedded in the opponent's skull and pulled it hard without pulling it out. Another opponent stabbed it with a spear, and there was no room for dodging in the array. Niguma could only abandon the axe and slapped it on the spear, and the spear sank a little, and a spear penetrated through the iron skirt and penetrated deeply into his thigh. Niguma screamed, grabbed the spear tightly, and broke the spear as thick as a duck egg. Then he pulled it out bloodily and continued to pounce with the half-cut spear!

The boys around him kept falling down, and Niguma killed one person with a broken spear, snatched an iron mace and smashed the head of an armored soldier. In just a moment, there were many wounds on his body, and a spear was stabbed in his lower abdomen. He felt his intestines flowing out of the armor! Niguma had long lost his feelings, and just wanted to kill the bird princess who was not sure whether it was a Liao or a Song.

The iron mace flew around, and Niguma stepped forward a few more steps, not knowing whether the enemy was hit. But an iron hammer suddenly hit his chest hard, and there was a muffled sound, and there was a few ribs behind the armor. Niguma opened his blood-red eyes and saw a soldier who was also covered in blood and gasping with blood foam staring at him. Another hammer hit his chest. Niguma could no longer support him and sat down. He tried his best to sweep over with a mace. The mace was slow to cast, but the opponent no longer had any strength and could not even dodge. He swept his leg on his legs. With a crack, the leg bone was broken, and the soldier fell to the sky.

Niguma then spat a mouthful of blood. She sat there and turned around. She was surrounded by corpses, and she could no longer tell which side it was. Her own Moukeer didn't see a single person standing, and they had only advanced seven or eight steps.

At this moment, the Jurchens, a moukke can fight the army and horses, with more than two hundred and fewer than a hundred. Not everyone can wear heavy armor, and there are also Rangers and Shooters. When they are in the battle, they are not all moukkes. It is the most common thing to have sixty or seventy-seven teams - this is also the common case of tribes as an army, and they always have to leave some seeds for their own moukke. Niguma, the moukke, followed Wanyan Xiyin to the south, leaving some people in Datong Prefecture, Xijing, watching the family titles that were placed under the battle with the Western Route Army for more than a year. Tonight, some people were left in the camp. Tonight's battle was a little damaged, but there were forty or fifty warriors who rushed with him in heavy armor. But in this short moment, there were no one standing there!

In his blood-red eyes, he saw another team of Jurchen soldiers rushing up. The first one was Silver Skill Confidant Na Hai. Na Hai Mouke has been playing the striker since the Battle of Arc Castle, with great losses. At this moment, there were more than 30 warriors who stepped forward with Na Hai wearing armor.

I have filled in this one of my own. What can Na Hai help me? How many Jurchens will die in Yingzhou?

Niguma is Wanyan Xiyin's confidant, and Nahai is the confidant of Silver Skill. In the past, as the Jurchen noble generals' status grew, there were naturally dirty things among their generals. They fought for spoils, fought for a lot of military achievements, rewards, and status. There were many conflicts and conflicts. But at this time, Niguma just wanted to shout at Nahai: "Nahai, leave some seeds for your moukk! Don't go forward again!"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, only dirty blood gushed out of his mouth. Then there was a pain in his body. Niguma turned around slowly and saw the armored soldier with his broken leg crawling from the pile of corpses, picked up a long sword, and stabbed it hard through the cracks of his already broken armor.

This armored soldier was as severe as his, and he was even more serious. But in his eyes, Niguma did not see the fear of countless people of all tribes crawling in front of their Jurchen warriors before, and only the firmness of putting life and death aside!

In another blink of an eye, Niguma discovered that there was only a thin layer of the enemy in front of her. She could clearly see the woman who was fighting with their Jurchen warriors at the south gate. Her face was covered with blood, and she stood steadily with the knife, while not many soldiers around her were deterred, and her eyes were full of determination to put life and death aside.

At this time, Nirguma wanted to shout to let Na Hai go forward and kill all these enemies. A small Yingzhou made the Jurchener Lang lose hundreds of lives here. How many warriors' lives can be consumed like this? If this woman made the enemy in front of him so firmly, then slaughter them completely! The things that the Jurchens snatched will always be the Jurchens. The tribes that the Jurchens overpowered will always be the slaves of the Jurchens. As long as this military horse exists, it will always be the enemy of the Jurchens!

The soldier who crawled over and stabbed him actually smiled and muttered: "It's just that we have fought so many Tartars. It's enough... Xiao Xianmo is here, and you dog Tartars' way to live? As long as Xiao Xianmo is here!"

Niguma didn't understand what this man said. He didn't have the strength to listen anymore. He grabbed the long sword that stabbed into his body and fell backwards. Nahai's troops had already pounced on him and rushed towards Guo Rong and the others who had fought to the end!

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I fell in front of me at this moment.

Guo Rong looked around. Her clear eyes were filled with pain.

Although these people were under the command of the Xiao surname, they were just nominal commanders. These people followed the Xiao surname in Yan that day, defeating their father's foundation and let their father bury their bones in Yan.

But along the way, they worked hard and lived a life of joy in the war. They were respectful to themselves, and even in the most difficult environment, they tried their best to make some delicious food and good utensils to make her live a more comfortable life in the army.

At this moment, she suddenly realized why the man surnamed Xiao made so much money and bought so many possessions in the prosperous place of Bianliang, where the wind and water are soft and the water is soft. He could already live a peaceful life with wealth and wealth. However, he still frowned and thoughtful, ran around and arranged things all day long, discussed with others all day long, and worshipped himself as a simple person, and did not look for a beautiful wife and concubine. He also spread out his earned lots of money.

If you have a subordinate like this, and if you have a healthy man, how can you not bear their destiny on your shoulders, and strive for greater space and higher status for so many loyal men?

There is such a tiger serving his life. With a shout, thousands of people are coming. What is the point of enjoying it? A real man. How can he take a moment?

If there is a fierce enemy like this, how can you rest assured? How can you just have a love affair with a hero?

The endless killing of Tartars and the endless flow of heroic blood!

As I walked along the way, the world was running around and fighting against this thief, God. What was the purpose of? I seemed to understand a little.

I am a wild girl, illiterate and like a man. Only with you like this makes me fascinated, let me put my father's death in the next life and seek you for retribution, and let me be willing to be in Yingzhou-

Die for you.

Guo Rong glanced at the few men around her, smiled gently, drew her sword and went forward: "Kill!"

The wounded and tired man also shouted forward: "Kill!"

In a blink of an eye, the two sides collided again. As the weapons and weapons flew, people kept falling down again. At this point, both sides fought, and whether it was Guo Rong and the Silver Skills, they had almost shed all their blood. Although Guo Rong's troops were almost wiped out, the Silver Skills were only 2,000 strange in the army, and the Zhen Jurchens were only storming the small fortress, while the other remained in the camp. How many more could they be left in Yingzhou? The remaining troops and fire barriers were blocked by fire, and they could not be rushed through it in a short time.

Both sides held on their last breath and gritted their teeth to fight to the death. Although the battle at the south gate was as fierce and fierce as the battle at the south gate was just one or two hours ago, the tragic situation was still worse than that. Neither side would give up until the last drop of blood was shed!

The battle soon decided the winner. Nahai Mouke could only bring up more than 30 armored men. The remaining children around Guo Rong were almost the same. The fatigue was even more than Nahai Mouke. Although everyone was standing and losing, he was still fighting. However, he still couldn't stop Nahai and the others from rushing towards the final target Guo Rong.

Moreover, even if they kill Na Hai's troops, behind them, there is a Muk Jurchen soldier who will soon join the battle formation. Not to mention the more than a hundred Jurchen shooters who can also join the battle!

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Guo Rong slashed with a fierce sword, but he held a knife for a Jurchen soldier. She turned out that the two good weapons made by the Uz steel had been destroyed. Now she was just ordinary weapons in her hand, and she didn't know how many missing mouths. After this collision, she couldn't bear it and broke into two pieces. Guo Rong was bleeding from the mouth and couldn't hold it anymore. The Jurchen soldier stepped forward and returned Guo Rong with a knife. At this point, the Jurchen army was almost crazy. What kind of silver skills can be used to capture the woman in front of him?

Guo Rong had already fought so hard that her feet were weak and her hands were soft. Her mouth was salty and fishy and bloody, but she bit her lips. She had no strength to resist.

Beside her, everyone was fighting to the death with subconscious mind, with only enemies in front of her. She really didn't have the energy to take care of Guo Rong. Anyway, they were all dead. Kill one more, and earn one more.

Guo Rong tried hard to take a step back and dodged the sword, but was tripped by the corpse under her feet and fell down immediately. The Jurchen soldier stepped forward, raised his sword and slashed it, but a heavy axe crossed the sword, blocking it with a sound of a sound. However, Na Hai rushed over. The Yin Shui, who was either the first or the second, was also covered in blood, but he still remembered Yin Shui's instructions. He roared and reached out to catch Guo Rong.

Guo Rong's eyes were wide open. She was not afraid of death at all, but she was not willing to fall into the hands of the Jurchen Tartars! She reached out and touched the ground, grabbed half of the sword blade in her hand, held it tightly, regardless of the blade cutting it, and she was about to poke it on her neck.

Just as lightning flashed, a whoosh sounded like a whizzing sound. A tailless crossbow passed by like a flying arrow, shot in from Nahai's mouth, and then emerged from behind his head. Nahai was stunned, and then fell to his knees dejectedly. However, this crossbow arrow, Silver Technique, the powerful general under his command, immediately died so much that he could not die again.

Guo Rong grabbed the sword blade and looked back in surprise. Not far behind her, a soldier with a blue nose and a young face was half kneeling on the ground, holding a crossbow that had just been cast in his hand. After a moment of touching Guo Rong's eyes, he threw down the crossbow and shouted, pulled out his sword from his waist and rushed forward.

It's Thirteen!

The Jurchen soldiers beside Na Hai looked blankly at his general and died in a flash. For a moment, he had no time to react. Thirteen Fly rushed forward, although he didn't look like a young man. He had already been a veteran. He cut off the artery on the side of the Jurchen soldiers' neck with one knife, and blood suddenly thrust outward. The Jurchen soldiers covered their necks and screamed. They fell on Na Hai's corpse.

Behind Thirteen, more armored soldiers with crooked helmets and slanted armor, and blood-faced armor showed their figure in the fire. Most people had a well-protected crossbow machine in their hands. After flying, they shot out one by one. At such a close distance, the strength of the crossbow arrows was much stronger than that of the bow and arrow. As long as they were touched, they could break the armor. The Jurchen armored soldiers who were acting fiercely fell down!

The soldier who lost the crossbow machine rushed up casually with some weapons. Someone even shouted: "Go away! We will respond, you can retreat to the village!"

Thirteen pulled Guo Rong up, helped her back. Guo Rong was already a little overwhelmed and just murmured, "Where is Ai?"

Thirteen ran quickly and answered: "We all rolled down from the mountain, but we didn't see General Ai......Princess, I protect you, come back to the village soon, and it will be safe!"

Guo Rong suddenly stopped and shouted: "Come back all the people who can be picked up, I'll leave the last one!"

Thirteen was stunned, and Guo Rong stared at him and said angrily: "Why don't you go quickly!"

Thirteen touched his head and turned around and rushed out as if he was flying. He ran quickly and fought quickly. Before the second row of crossbow arrows had been shot out, he had already found a gap to kill two Jurchens and rescued two armored soldiers.

The Jurchen soldiers roared unwillingly. The battle tonight, from the South Gate to fight here, I don’t know how many lives I had paid, but in the end I failed. How could these Jurchen Tartars who were used to victory be willing?

However, the crossbow arrows still flew over one row after another, and the remaining soldiers of Nahai Mouke were either shot down or chopped over. Even Dulu Mouke, who was pounced on Wanyan Xiyin, shot up and retreated one after another. The last few remaining people around Guo Rong were supported and supported each other and retreated behind the supporters.

Tang Huai also survived the battle and limped over. Before he could speak, he suddenly rushed over and knocked Guo Rong down with one punch!

Guo Rong was lying on the ground and saw another row of cold light rising from the fire, then swooping down rapidly. She subconsciously curled up on the ground. Then she heard the sound of feather arrows falling, and there were also screams of pain!

The Jurchens with heavy armored men were already unable to continue the attack, and the Jurchen general reacted very quickly and immediately adjusted the shooting men. He shot with a bow. Now their array has been broken up without any side cards to protect him. Even if the feather arrows have not strong armor-breaking ability, they can still bring them enough damage! At this time, the Jurchens still refused to give up!

With the sound of arrows, Tang Huai finally spoke and said loudly: "Get the bow! Leave twenty crossbow machines, and the rest of them retreat. Let's take it here...... Go quickly!"

At this time, Thirteen came out of nowhere, and he was still holding a half-broken side card in his hand. The side card was tall, and now half of it was left, he just moved. He ran to Guo Rong and used the half-broken side card to block her. Guo Rong stared at Tang Huai: "Fourth brother, let's go together!"

Stay behind and shoot against each other, or exchange your life for life, and the only person who stays behind is the word "death"!

Tang Huai shook his head: "I can't lead troops, I can't fight, it's useless. I can't even talk about the Jurchen Tartars' fidelity and clumsy words. I'll tell Xianmo and the Yue brother that avenging me is... I'm waiting in Yingzhou!"

As he said that, he had already taken off the hard bow that he had never lost, and looked for a bag of arrows, and shot it. As soon as he pulled the string, his face twitched in pain, the wound burst, and more blood flowed down his hand, dyeing the bow string red. But his hand pulling the string was still extremely stable, and then he released the string, and the blood beads trembled with the bow string. Among the Jurchen shooters, a sharp archer who was almost shot without any error was shot in the face, and he threw the bow down.

The sergeant holding a crossbow gathered around Tang Huai, and many people were already carrying fire. A sergeant suddenly knocked down Tang Huai with a punch, and shouted loudly at Guo Rong: "Take General Tang away! Our souls are here waiting for Xianmo to come!"

Guo Rong didn't say anything more, and pushed Thirteen: "Bring the fourth brother with you!"

Then he looked at the sergeant who was shooting with a crossbow: "Brothers, wait for us to come back and wait for the Xiao surname to come! Then you will watch on the clouds!"

None of the soldiers answered, but they just focused on the arrow rain and focused on the target. From time to time, some people's bodies splattered blood, but they continued to do this.

Guo Rong didn't say much, and asked everyone to protect each other, looking for miscellaneous things to protect each other, supporting each other, and climbing towards the mountain road with difficulty.

Behind them, arrows, rain, crossbows and arrows were shooting together, and there were still many people fighting at the end of this war!
Chapter completed!