On the battlefield, there was a moment of silence.

The Song army's armored cavalry and the Jurchen armored cavalry all looked at everything that was happening in front of them in a daze. The silence lasted for a short moment. Suddenly, a huge shouting erupted in the entire battlefield!

The shout was so loud that thousands of soldiers who had fought to this day were frightened and furious, and they used all their strength to explode out of their chests. In an instant, they were like thousands of rolling thunders, and suddenly burst into the north of the river in the river. Just like the towering five mountains, long white, suddenly collapsed and collapsed before the small river in Hedong!

Both sides were galloping war horses like crazy. None of them looked exhausted when they slowly approached and waiting. Instead, hundreds of war horses were urging together, raised their four hooves, and rushed towards the place where Yang Keshi and Tete were both dismounted at the same time!

Between these two iron walls that suddenly accelerated and gathered together, two empty horses were crying sadly.

At this moment, the smoke and dust rolled thicker and denser, like two smoke walls, and accelerated to close together. Below the smoke wall, there were two rows of iron flows. There was no pause or hesitation, no fear or retreat, but just collided without hesitation!

If the master general is like this, but he is a soldier under his command, what else can I say at this moment? Just divide one into life and death!

Between the two iron walls that were about to close, Yang Keshi spread his hands and feet, looked up at the sky above his head, quietly watching the sky that was already blocked by smoke and dust. His ribs were broken, and he felt pain in his heart and lungs every time he breathed, his internal organs were also shocked, and his mouth and nose continued to overflow.

No matter how hard the muscles and bones are, no matter how strong the will is, it is difficult to struggle for a while. When the two armies collided, only the horse's hooves were trampled around. There was only the danger of the horse's hooves.

But Yang Keshi didn't care much.

One of the reasons. Naturally, the Jurchen general who was in charge of commanding the North Bank was lying on the ground, just squirting his fingers occasionally. Other parts of his body were softer and more muddy.

Yang Keshi knew very well that his mace was rubbing down his back. The abacus beads behind the Jurchen Tartars' back bones would be crushed. Even if he had a sigh of relief and could even be robbed out and struggled for a lifetime, he would be considered a completely unmovable person in this life. Besides, in this chaos, how could a disabled person survive?

His family led his army to rush out, and under the iron mace, he killed more than 10 and twenty Jurchen Tartars. When he was young, he didn't know how many transfers he could get to the top, and how many rewards he could get! With so many Jurchen Tartars' lives, he finally killed a Jurchen general and pioneered his men and joined the army. What's the regret for his husband? Are he really waiting to drool and make his children tired of him? In the end, he was old?

So many brothers rushed out with him and were all killed in battle. I was just a member of the Western Army, fighting from the lower-level soldiers. Why can't I die? Perhaps this ending will make my family face the loyal souls of those who are always on the clouds with greater peace of mind!

The second reason is that Yang Keshi is also very at ease.

The King of Yan is in the army, and the King of Yan is in charge, but he is afraid that the remnant army will not find a way out. These brothers, following the King of Yan, are better than following my old Yang, and are even more powerful than following the thief Liu Yanei and Zhezhegou!

Since these children who entrust their lives to their families have a better place to go, what else can they die in their families?

In the last battle that opened up a way for the children, he died in the battle.

I feel at ease and I have no regrets anymore.

That's it...

Although he had faced his own death calmly, Yang Keshi had not closed his eyes yet, but just looked at the sky, trying his best to look at the blue sky above his head through the smoke and dust.

This blue sky is the first time I went into battle, and I was nervously walking through the thousands of ravines of Hengshan Mountain. I accidentally glanced at the top of my head. I wonder what I saw?

Under the blue sky and under the banner of the King of Yan, there should be more men who join the army like themselves and gradually hone their skills in the hard and bloody battles. Until the end, they will be kept as a Han martial artist?

An ordinary warrior like himself has never been cut off on this land and under this sky...

Just as she was quietly waiting for the last moment to arrive, Yang Keshi saw more than ten spears and horse spears flying through the air above her head!

It was Yang Keshi's personal guard who snatched it and threw out the long weapons he relied on to fight in his hands. He only hoped that he could slightly block the Jurchen Tartars' momentum and snatch his life back!

More than ten spears and horse lances were thrown out, and they were about to snatch a row of Jurchen armored cavalry in front of Yang Keshi. Suddenly, a series of people were overturned. Several riders were falling off the horse, and the rest were busy dodging and blocking. In an instant, the war horses neighed and stopped, and they took a little slower for such a moment!

At this moment, more than ten Yang Keshi's personal guards had already flew forward, and several cavalry dismounted without hesitation. The rest of the people just pulled out their swords and continued to move forward without stopping, facing the Jurchen armored iron wall that was rushing towards them!

Several personal guards caught Yang Keshi in one go, and Yang Keshi cursed: "Get out!"

At this time, the personal guards paid no attention to him. They tried their best to pull Yang Keshi away from the back, trying to put him on the horse and evacuate the battle formation!

The iron walls formed by the armored cavalry of the Song army rushed up in rows at this time. They flew past Yang Keshi, and no one looked back at their general. The dirty faces under the penguin were full of decisive decisiveness.

Such a face and such a figure are like a row of towering peaks surging forward!

The Jurchen Armored Cavalry also faced the battle. The two sides collided hard for the first time today.

In the eyes of Yang Keshi, who was half pulled and half-carried and was severely injured, all the scenes seemed to have turned into black and white colors. All the shouts and fighting and collisions turned into silence, as if they were frames of pictures.

A Song army cavalry had a spear that was broken, and the Jurchen Tatars snatched it into a hammer and smashed it off the horse.

A Jurchen Tartar, whose spear was interrupted, still pulled out his long sword to fight to the death. Three Song army cavalry were dropped from their horses and then stabbed into their bodies by two horse spears at the same time.

A soldier of the Song army lost his horse during the collision. He rolled up on the ground, pulled the reins of the Tartars with empty hands, trying to pull the opponent's horse to the ground. However, the Tartars immediately cut off his palm, and then pounced on it, biting the reins of the Tartars with their teeth!

A Song army and a Jurchen Tartar were caught in each other's spears and were caught at the same time. In an instant, they were trampled by countless horse hooves and disappeared.

A soldier from the Song army………

A Jurchen Tartar………

Yang Keshi stared at everything that was happening in front of him in a daze. He didn't know how long his life would be left. He only knew that as long as he had a breath, he would never forget such a scene!

Several personal guards tried their best to support Yang Keshi onto the mount. But at this time, four or five blood-filled Jurchen Tartars emerged from the formation, erected their spears, and headed straight to where Yang Keshi was!

The two personal guards immediately came forward and were stabbed through the spear in an instant. The remaining two personal guards dragged Yang Keshi to the front of the horse. At this time, the two eagerly shouted something to Yang Keshi, but Yang Keshi could not hear anything. The two personal guards leaned on the back of his mount. They also continued to pounce on them with their short weapons!

When the mount saw the owner standing up, he lowered his head and bit Yang Keshi's arm with his mouth, as if he wanted to pull the owner to his spine like this.

But Yang Keshi leaned softly against the horse's back and didn't move. He just looked coldly at the hideous and ugly faces and bloody weapons of the Jurchen soldiers.

It's all for your own life... But you can't win, as long as there are such men, as long as there are people who can lead them to fight to the death.

No matter how fierce your Jurchens are, they can fight, even if they use iron hooves to destroy the Liao Kingdom.

You can't win either!

Two spears stretched out from afar and were about to pierce Yang Keshi!

At this moment, a giant axe suddenly stretched out!

This giant axe swept across, not only swept the two spears. Under the huge force, the Jurchen Tatars could no longer hold the handle of the spear, and flew out with their hands!

After the giant axe, a long military general was followed by a heavy iron armor wrapped around his body, but he stepped down and rushed in as fast as the wind. He immediately passed Yang Keshi, and then raised his axe and then slashed. The Jurchen Tartar, who was facing the axe, was split into two pieces with the entire upper body. The iron armor was like paper, and blood rain was flying all over the sky!

The long general took another step forward and kicked the horse on the belly of the Jurchen Armored next to him. The war horse was roaring and lined up, unable to stand firmly, and then his front legs became weak and kneeled down. Blood suddenly burst out from his mouth and nose. A heroic war horse was kicked severely by this kick!

Another horse warrior snatched from the other side. The knight had a horse war figure, ape's arms and a bee waist, and his hands were long and wide. He looked like a very fierce and fast horse warrior. When he snatched, the horse spear in his hand was just shaking, and it was as sharp as a dragon, hovering and flying stings. The Jurchen Tartars who were facing each other were all caught in the spear and fell off their horses!

It’s Yang De and Lin Baotou!

Xiao Yan finally finished crossing the river, and led the subsequent cavalry and rushed straight up. And the formation-breaking men like Yang De and Lin Baotou will always rush forward!

Behind the two powerful generals, countless iron cavalry rushed to roar!

They were covered in dust, blood, water marks, and fighting and fighting, and the iron-like tenacity they had. In this way, they joined this battlefield one after another!

Yang Keshi's pictures finally became coherent and vivid. The faces were either solidified, but clearly moved on this battlefield, shouting at the edge of the Kilan Water, fighting on this Hedong land where the bloody battle with the alien races.

They are always there, they will never die! They will never be just a vague existence in the memories of later generations!

The shouts became clear. Not only the cavalry that joined the battlefield were shouting and roaring. The Song army cavalry who rushed back several times also stood up with their tired bodies, regardless of whether they had or not. The Song army infantry, which was originally covered by the river, joined the siege of the two-wing Jurchen cavalry from both wings.

After thousands of battles, the Western Army's children who fought all the way and never surrendered all fell into the last battle beside the Kelan Waterside that broke through the Jurchen net!

A Jurchen Armored Cavalry fell off his horse under such an offensive and immediately drowned in such a frenzy.

The Jurchen Iron Cavalry, who have always been tenacious, tenacious, fierce, and dare to fight, these Tungus warriors finally felt that they could no longer hold on and could no longer hold on in the whistling craze!

Why did this Southern Army become like this?

Break out of the Weishui Valley, head north from Yifang, grab Feiyuan Fort, and force it to cross the river to Lanshui. One bloody battle after another, it was constantly reduced. However, no military horse could stop them from breaking through the siege!

What exactly is it?

Seeing a large group of Jurchen horses rushing to the shore on the other side, they could only rush through the river. Seeing that there were more than a dozen rafts on the river surface, they could only transport a few horses across the river. Now, they were even more frightened by the Song army on the north bank, and the transportation speed was slower.

Watching the two wings of the cavalry retreating by the sweeping arrow rain, oppressing them all over the place. Looking at the iron wall formed by the Song cavalry in front of them, one after another, oppressing them!

How can I fight this battle? How can I fight this battle?

A Jurchen Puliyan finally couldn't stand it. He roared and turned around and left. As long as someone moved, the remaining Jurchen soldiers could no longer support him. He shouted wildly and said something that everyone turned around and everyone left. As long as he left the group of Southern Army who were snatching the way, the better!

However, the Song army's eyes were red, and the cavalry teams just bit them. No matter where the Jurchen Tartars fled, they just wanted to kill them by the side of the Kelan Water!

The majestic cheers suddenly rang on the battlefield, becoming more and more high, until the helpless Jurchen knights on the other side of the river were all pale!

This Southern Army lost more than half of its personnel, but finally broke out from this net! When they returned again, they didn't know what a terrifying and terrifying army it was!

In the battle formation, Yang Keshi leaned against his mount softly. A man next to him jumped off his horse and supported his body. Yang Keshi turned his head and saw that the person beside him had an iron-armored ghost face, thin and upright, was Xiao Yan.

Yang Keshi slowly raised his hand, wiped his eyes, and whispered: "King Yan..."

Xiao Yan held his body and just nodded: "I know, I know..."

Yes, I know. I have always known it all the way. No matter what happened in this time and space without my own, it is now completely different.

I will never forget the sacrifices I have seen following my own good men along the way.

I will never let them down!

How can I let them down?

Looking back, the peaks and mountains are like gathering and the waves are like anger.

The feet are bloody and there are no horse's hooves. (To be continued...)

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