The cruelty of war is self-evident, it is a head-on fight between the two sides.

The flesh and blood body lies in the forest of swords, guns and swords, and may be cruelly cut to death at any time.

Ten years ago, the Jurchens rose and destroyed the Liao Kingdom. They defeated the elite Song Dynasty commander Tong Guan in Yanyun. Later, they drove straight into the world as if they were entering a no-man, and all resistance was shattered.

At that time, the entire Song Dynasty was afraid of this new and mysterious enemy. In Hebei and Hedong, the four fields were panicked, and Jin soldiers passed by, and the people were all frightened.

All the officials of the court thought that seeking peace and paying tribute could kill the Jin people. However, the Jin people still crossed the Yellow River south and approached the Tokyo city. The foundation of the Song Dynasty for a hundred years was in danger.

Zhao Ji abdicated in a hurry, Zhao Huan was ordered in danger, and the entire Central Plains was filled with sorrow.

Ten years later, the emperor in the court was still the same emperor, but the Jin people never took a step into the Song Dynasty.

Not only that, today's Song Dynasty and today's Chinese men were all wearing strong and holding sharp edges and fighting against the Northern Expedition.

Under Fengcheng, the former tiger and wolf army was defeated by the Song army.

Coach Xia Jinwu began to doubt his life.

The Song army in front cut the formation of the Jin army and began to accelerate and push forward.

Xia Jinwu was furious. His military axe had just cut off the head of a Song soldier and was about to turn his horse back. As soon as he turned around, a strong figure rushed over.

He was slightly stunned, and before he could react, the figure had already arrived in front of him.

This young man with a bronze ghost face, Xia Jinwu will never know the identity of this person in his life.

He screamed in his heart, but it was too late.

The next moment, his vision changed.

He found his vision rising and flipping.

He saw his headless corpse, and blood spurted from his neck.

The next moment, his eyes were dark.

Xia Jinwu's head fell to the ground, her eyes were still wide open, looking at Yang Yi.

As soon as Xia Jinwu died, Wanyan Bojin was so scared that he was speechless and turned his horse's head and ran away in a hurry.

The final resistance of the Jin army was disintegrating.

The Song army behind followed closely, and the war situation under Fengcheng had become clear.

All the Jin soldiers on Fengcheng City Tower were tightly tight and stared at everything that was happening below.

The collapse continues and is spreading.

The Song army became more and more braver the more they fought.

The Jin army officer on the top of the city quickly ordered the bow and arrow to be fired, and the arrows suddenly fell down in the sky, forming a long attack belt below.

The Song army in front raised the shield, and the arrow fell on the shield and was bounced away.

Bang……

A dull sound came from the top of the city wall, and the large stone cannon began to operate. Suddenly, several stones flew out from the top of the city wall, which was as big as three adult fists.

When they smashed the shields of two of the Song army, at that moment, the huge force suppressed them, shaking their tiger's mouths and shaking them with blood.

Another stone hit the head of a Song soldier, smashing the helmet to its dent. With a click, the skull cracked and he died on the spot.

The horn of the Song army's withdrawal came from afar, and the Song army began to retreat one after another.

The formation of the Song army retreated was very neat and orderly, and the Jin army finally recovered.

It was not until half an hour later that the Song army retreated far away that the Jin army dared to open the door, and the defeated Jin army entered one after another.

The Song army won a great victory, and Situ Heng couldn't help laughing. This victory was so exciting.

Although they were far apart and could not see the military situation in front, the horn of victory had already made the entire Song army excited.

"Ship Yue, I saw that the Jin thief was defeated. It was a mess. Why didn't our army pursue it?"

As the personal army of the emperor, Situ Heng was naturally qualified to be in Yue Fei's place.

Zhang Xian on the side said: "Brother Situ doesn't know that Wanyan Wushu has Tiefutu and Guaizima ambushed in the distance. Once our army takes advantage of the time when the Jin thieves retreat to the city, the north of the vanguard camp will inevitably be attacked by the Jin thieves. At that time, it will be detrimental to our army."

When Situ Heng heard Zhang Xian’s words, he was slightly stunned and then cursed: “The dog-good Wanyan Wushu is so cunning!”

At the same time, Situ Heng was also quite surprised. If he had come to command the troops, he would have rushed forward at this time.

The victory at the beginning is likely to be overturned immediately.

Thinking of this, Situ Heng made a slight blow.

This marching and fighting is very different from investigating people and handling cases.

The minions of an emperor like him are decisive and decisive in his work, and would rather kill him by mistake than let him go, and would never hesitate.

However, the battle between the two armies was completely different from this logic.

Situ Heng's eyes flashed across Yue Fei's body, and the admiration in his heart was even more like the water of the Yellow River.

These people are the emperor's minions. Although it is important, generals like Yue Fei who guard the frontier are the pillars of the country!

There are also those soldiers wearing strong and holding sharp edges and rushing forward.

This is Situ Heng’s truest thought.

After the Song army in front retreated, Liu Qi rode his horse from the front: "I report to the commander Yue, this is the head of Xia Jinwu, and the beheaded by Yang Yi."

He was surrounded by a young man with a strong body. Although the bronze mask covered his appearance, it was judging from his armor that he was a commander.

He stood straight as pine, with a slender sword around his waist. The sword was given to him by Zhang Jun, the commander of the Southwest Administration.

The moon-washing knife, as the name suggests, is unsheathed and runs rampant in the air, as if baptized by the moonlight.

Blood flowed on his shiny armor, and there were countless knife marks on the solid armor.

Yang Yi took off the bronze mask. This is the rule. When he saw the coach, he would take off the mask.

There is a tattoo on Yang Yi's left face. If it were put ten years ago, it would be a symbol of shame.

But in today's Song Dynasty, the army is proud of tattoos.

This is a heroic man, nine feet tall, with a pair of straight sword eyebrows, straight nose bridge, clear outlines, and a pair of star eyes that seem to have starlight.

"I will meet Yue Shuai!"

Yang Yi met Yue Fei for the first time. Although he was also an officer who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy, he had only read Yue Fei's military books and classics in the academy.

Yue Fei is his idol. Before meeting Yue Fei again, he had imagined countless times what kind of person the governor of the Northwest, trusted by the emperor, was.

Until now, he finally knew.

Yue Fei doesn't look like a particularly tall person, and his figure is even a little thin.

At least his face looks a little thin because of his long-term military career.

Yue Fei was the emperor's brother-in-law, and was also the governor of the northwest. He was in charge of the northwest war zone of the Song Dynasty. Unlike those high-ranking officials who lived a pampered life, he was full of vicissitudes of life.

Things in the world are like ruthless swords, carved on him.

But this slightly thin body supported the entire northwest sky, pacified the grassland and barbarians for the emperor, and expanded the territory of the Song Dynasty to the Western Regions.

Yang Yi suddenly felt a blood rushing all over his body.

Yue Fei smiled and said, "You are Yang Yi. Mr. Zhang and I mentioned you in a letter, saying that you are brave enough for thousands of people!"

"Zhang Xianggong is sympathetic, and he will only be devoted to the emperor's bones!"

"Yang Yi, you will take the head of Xia Jinma, and you will be a great achievement. I hope you can wait for Fengcheng Tower!"

"I will definitely not humiliate Mr. Yue's high hopes!"

Yang Yi followed Liu Qi and stopped talking.

Although it was just a simple exchange, Yang Yi left a deep impression on these senior generals in the Northwest Station.

After the army retreated in front, the Song army's attack did not stop. Large catapults were transported up and placed neatly in front.

As the Song army's war drums sounded, the catapult began to cast stones on the Fengcheng City Tower.

The siege battle has begun.
Chapter completed!