The Song cavalry in the front row swept down neatly, holding a standard long spear about 3 meters in their hands.

The hillside is trembling.

The sound of iron hooves was like countless war drums pounding the drum surface desperately, bursting out with a powerful force that shook the sky and the earth.

The last little left of the setting sun was still on the horizon, illuminating the Song army's armor to emit a blood-red luster, stretching out the shadow of the entire steel torrent.

There is no beam of setting sun on the hillside.

Looking down from a high altitude, when the sunset sinks, the line where the light and darkness intersects is moving on the earth.

The sky also changed from the blending of deep red and blue to dark blue. The cold moon hanging in the sky seemed to be a cold eye looking down below.

The torrent of the Song army rushed into the shadow from the sun.

It seems to be able to break Mount Tai.

Such a mighty Jin army was ambushed in the distance, and was shocked only when they heard it.

Even Wanyan Zonggan was shocked. What kind of scene would it be if such a Song army faced a head-on battle?

When the Song army's front line moved down to half of the hillside, the front horse in the front row suddenly folded down and made a sad neigh.

The entire war horse fell forward and fell into a covered pit that was five feet deep.

The cavalry above flew out of the horse and fell into the pit in front of him.

At that moment, they could even clearly hear the sound of bones shattering in their bodies. The blue-black sky flashed through their vision, followed by red.

The picture in my mind finally freezes the appearance of relatives before joining the army.

The next moment, the war horses and cavalry behind also fell down and pressed against the fallen cavalry in front.

The armor collided with each other, and was deformed under the huge impact force.

Human flesh and blood become fragile under the impact of armor.

Punched into the flesh and blood, rubbed against the bones, making a tingling sound.

The sad screams replaced the high-pitched charge.

The sound of iron armor colliding and the sound of war horses wailing together, and blood bloomed like flowers among the fallen crowd in front of them.

Human flesh and blood are squeezed and twisted.

Looking down from a high altitude, it looks like a thick, invisible and solid wall.

After the heroic Iron Cavalry Legion of the Song army encountered the thick "wall", it pushed forward uncontrollably for more than twenty meters.

Countless passionate men fell down there, fell off their horses, were overwhelmed by their comrades behind, and were crushed to death by heavy war horses.

Just this morning, each of them was full of confidence.

They were full of passion and passion, and they vowed to repay the Holy Emperor's trust in them with death.

But at this moment, they died.

Seeing such a scene, Chen Zong's eyes were bleeding, and the hatred in his heart was like the water from all over the world!

Yao Xiong was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Liu Bingyu stood there alone, as if struck by lightning.

Zhan Du kept roaring: "Retreat quickly! Retreat quickly!"

But his voice was like a drop in the ocean.

In addition to the position of the commander's station, you can clearly see below.

The Song army charged behind had no idea what was going on ahead. When they rushed to the entrance of the hillside, they also saw the tragic situation below and their minds were suddenly gone.

The war horses are no longer under control, and the group is no longer under control.

Everyone saw hell below, but this kind of rush could no longer be stopped.

What kind of despair is this?

If you charge and kill the enemy, you will die heroically and die as yours.

But now he was killed in a trap, and even the enemy did not see it or see it.

They are unwilling to accept such death!

Hate is everywhere!

The Song army in the middle was already sandwiched between the front and back, watching him rushing towards the meaningless death, falling to the ground, and being deformed by people and horses.

At this moment, human life has become cheaper than the grass on the roadside.

The Song army at the end finally began to change its formation and separate from both sides, like a pair of wings growing, starting to stretch to the left and right sides.

But the ones ahead are almost helpless.

Countless people rushed in, fell from the war horse, and smashed into the human flesh pit. The body, which had lost its life, rolled down the hillside and rolled in front of the Jin army's tent.

Some of their bodies have completely deformed, some have even become flesh and blood, and some have wide eyes and die with their eyes open.

Some of them had the last breath, and only one finger could move on their bodies, trembling, and their eyes were full of reluctance!

Soon, there were already corpses everywhere in front of him.

Countless people were crying in pain and shouting in despair.

There were 30,000 Song troops, and only 3,000 survived.

Chen Zong's gums were bleeding and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

The surviving Song army began to rectify its formation, but the huge damage shook the morale of the Song army.

"It's not that easy to run!"

At some point, Wanyan Zong led his troops and rushed out from both sides.

The Jin army's momentum was greatly boosted, like a pair of spread wings, extending rapidly to both sides, and then quickly began to merge, revealing its sharp fangs and charging towards the last Song cavalry above.

The sound of the Jin army's war drums rang out, and on the banks of Xiaoshui, it was as dense as the heavy rain in summer.

The shouts of the Jin army were shaking the sky and the earth, and black shadows moved on the wide flat ground, like a fierce flood, and the sound of iron hooves shook the ground and dust raised.

Liu Bingyu panicked: "Zhan Du! You quickly lead 500 people to block the golden thief from the left wing, Chen Bon, you lead 500 people to block the golden thief from the right wing, and I and Shuai Yao and I lead 2,000 people to break through!"

He was extremely scared and his face turned pale.

"Liu Shangguan, are you asking us to die for you!"

"Zhan Du, this is not what I mean. I am all about Yao Shuai's sake..."

Zhan Du shouted: "Liu Bingyu, if you weren't storming Yao Shuai's ears and attacking Wanyan Zonggan, why is the situation here!"

"You are bold, this is the military order of Yao Shuai. You are slandering me. I will study your first book when I go back!" Liu Bingyu snorted coldly, "Besides, victory or defeat is common among military institutions..."

Before he finished speaking, Yao Xiong, who was completely jealous, roared angrily, drew out a knife and swung it over, and cut the sharp slashing sword around Liu Bingyu's neck, making a crisp sound, leaving a red line.

Liu Bingyu's face was stunned, his pupils converged, and he stared at Yao Xiong.

He wanted to hold his neck with both hands, but the breath of life was quickly dispersing.

The head suddenly fell from his neck and rolled on the ground.

The neck of the headless corpse riding on the horse was bleeding constantly, and it was tilted at random and fell off the horse.

Yao Xiong was like a wounded lion, with a ferocious face: "Anyone who retreats will be killed immediately!"

As soon as he pulled the reins, the war horse ran back and forth in front of the remaining army, shouting loudly in a hoarse voice: "I was fourteen years old and I was injured in eighty-eight places!"

The wind blowing from afar blows the red tassels on Yao Xiong's head to fly.

His face was flushed and his eyes were covered with bloodshots: "The emperor's kindness is shaking. I am fortunate to command troops to control the Jin bandits outside Yanshan. I also wish to fight against the enemy in the north with you. However, I believe in the slander and destroy my eyes, causing you to die in vain, and see the Holy Emperor again without any face!"

"The Tiepojun has been fighting for five years. Now I will kill the enemy with me and meet you with the Loyal and Martyrs Temple!"

After saying that, his direct generals were already in tears.

Everyone's face was as strong as if they were cut by a knife and an axe.

The Jin army ahead was rushing towards him quickly, Yao Xiong waved his long sword and said, "Tiepojun! If there is a next life, I will never let you down again! This time, let me follow you and repay the emperor's kindness!"

He spoke heroically and full of sadness.

"Zhan Jundu! Chen Jundu! You two will defeat the enemy from the middle with your own people, and I will defeat the enemy for you!"

Without waiting for Zhan Du to say anything to Chen Bon, Yao Xiong finally shouted: "Young man is lofty! The Song Dynasty has iron bones! I will not return until I defeat the Huns! Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

The terrified Song army had just come back to their senses.

A pair of bright eyes stared at his commander firmly.

"Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

A majestic voice sounded, and on the vast plain, with iron-blooded tragic spirit.
Chapter completed!