The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Nie Lianma continued to swing the heavy ax without stopping, even faster than before. Suddenly, a spear pierced through the beast armor and penetrated deeply into his thigh. It turned out that a Song soldier came to support him.Nie Lianma let out a scream, grabbed the spear shaft tightly, and made a wrong move, breaking the spear shaft as thick as a duck egg.

This Tartar is really fierce, he pulled out the bloody broken spear, brandished a half broken spear with one hand, and swung a heavy ax with the other, and continued to charge forward!Seeing that he killed two people in a row, Wang Tingqiu pierced his chest with a spear at the right time, turned the spear in his hand, and pulled it out of his flesh and blood.

At this time, many of the Jurchen soldiers were not wearing armor, but no one retreated, fighting desperately with red eyes.

In vain, endless fighting intent rose in Wang Ting's heart. This group of people is in such a desperate situation, are they still going to kill me, Wang Ting?He brandished a bloody spear and roared into the crowd. Tonight was just a head-to-head confrontation, and his life was changed.

After a bloody battle, almost no complete corpses were lying on the side of the road.

There are hundreds of knights on Wang Ting's side, but Jurchen has only the last one left. The advantage of numbers and surprise tactics make the people of Song Dynasty invincible.

The last Jurchen was also the general who led Mouk. His horse had been stabbed to death long ago, and he stood there alone, covered in blood.

Two Song riders rushed forward with horizontal guns, the Jurchen general shouted and raised his knife, but was pulled in his chest by two long guns, and he was pressed against the big tree behind him with horsepower, and a mouthful of blood spewed out with a wow Come.

Seeing this, Wang Ting threw the broken long spear in his hand and threw it vigorously. The Jurchen general was nailed to the tree, his eyes were wide open like copper bells, and he couldn't bear to die.

Wang Jin got off his horse, panting heavily, saying that the Jurchens fought fiercely, but unexpectedly the Jurchens were so brave.This time, with the mentality of destroying them easily, I thought that Shao Zai ordered me to do this job because he looked down on me, but now I realized that Shao Zai looked down on me.

There are already small soldiers who have begun to restrain the corpses of their comrades. This battle is extremely tragic, and the corpses are all mutilated.

Wang Ting stood up and opened a carriage, only to see that it was covered with silk to prevent it from being stained with blood.

The little soldiers stretched their heads to peek, Wang Ting scolded with a smile: "You thieves, don't think about these things, but there is an order from the master, the property that the Jurchen tartars searched in Youyan belongs to everyone Let's gather the corpses of the Tartars and hand over all the things we found, some of which will be given to the relatives and families of the brothers who died, and the rest will be divided among everyone."

Everyone immediately cheered, the Tartars have been suffering in Youyan for so long, everyone's arms are bulging, I don't know how many good things they have hidden.

Wang Ting walked up to the tree, where his own broken spear was still nailed to the Tartars, the tip of the spear was a very good one, so naturally he was reluctant to throw it away.After pulling it out, the Tartar's breastplate opened wide, scattering property all over the place.

At the beginning, Wang Ting didn't care about it, but after a glance, he dialed it with a broken gun, and there were several Han women's close-fitting obscene clothes, which were used to wrap jewelry, gold and silver hairpins.One of the precious earrings with a small earlobe

After thinking about it for a while, he knew what was going on. Wang Ting originally admired the bravery of these bird tartars, but now he was only resentful.

He picked it up with the point of his spear, took the Tartar knife in his hand, and slashed at his crotch.The soldiers searching around all looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what kind of madness Commander Wang made.

The sun had completely set, and the sky was gradually getting dark. Wang Zhen led his troops back to the camp.Driving a carload of goods, the road was not very smooth, and the lit torches quickly became a long dragon.

At the same time, Zong Ze had led his troops to chase after the Jurchen soldiers and horses who were transporting the equipment. These people moved more slowly, but they were not far enough away from the Jurchen army.

It was necessary to wait until the large army was ambushed by Yao Pingzhong and the plan of Shao Zai was realized before attacking these single people.Zong Ze is like a patient hunter, he has been active in the border area of ​​Youyan, and sent out light cavalry sentries to watch closely, silently watching, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

In this seemingly peaceful day, Wanyan Wu's begging army had already left Youyan and entered the Daliao Xijing Road.Nanjing Road has ten states of Youyan, but Xijing Road has Yunzhou and other six states. These places, together with Youyan, used to be Hanjiaping Fan.Protecting the Han people of the past dynasties from the invasion of foreign races in the grassland.It's a pity that it was later ceded to Khitan by the emperor Shi Jingtang, and it has not been taken back yet.

Along the way, Wanyan Wu Qimai's chest discomfort became more and more serious, and even his iron-like body couldn't bear it gradually.

He clutched his chest, his face pale, and asked, "What's in front?"

"Second King, Zhuolu Mountain is in front of you. After passing Zhuolu Mountain, you will arrive at Datong Mansion!"

The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 397 The Unreasonable Lord Will Die Before the Battle

The three ancestors of the humanities became Huaxia, and the soul of the soldier master broke Zhuolu Mountain.

Zhuolu Mountain, according to legend, the Yellow Emperor and Chi You fought in the field of Zhuolu, and Chi You was defeated and died. This is the origin of the name of Zhuolu Mountain.

Between the two peaks, there is a valley, lush with lush vegetation.

Although there are no lofty mountains and towering mountains, they seem to be continuous, like the spine of a giant beast, with strange rocks in the sparse trees, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The sun is rising, the rolling mountains seem to be sleepy, and the morning fog and smoke are rippling, adding a bit of mysterious and peaceful atmosphere.

At the foot of the mountain, the 13 Western Army, wearing hats woven from twigs, hid in the mountain without even daring to light a fire. They just ate dry food and drank mountain springs.

They had already estimated the marching speed, and when they arrived here, they were two days earlier than expected.Yao Pingzhong liked the quiet scenery deep in the dense forest very much. Others who hid here were complaining, but he was the only one who enjoyed it.

No wonder, in the original time and space, he got into the mountains and stayed there for five or sixty years, and he has already attained the Tao after he came out

Under his leadership, the Western Army almost became a guerrilla army. They ambushed Aguda several times. Although the results were not great, they successfully delayed the Jurchen's attack on Yunzhou.Yelu Yanxi's Pian'an court was also able to continue to enjoy himself in Datong Mansion on Xijing Road.

When Yao Pingzhong withdrew his troops, everyone in the small Khitan court was in panic, and Yelu Yanxi cried out, thinking that the end was coming.He first scolded the Song people for being ruthless and unrighteous, but he didn't dare to send troops to stop them. Originally, the Jin Dynasty was enough for them, and if they offended the Song Dynasty, there would be no way out.

The 13 western troops have become the backbone of the Khitan. It is ridiculous that they regard other people's troops as their trump cards. The Northern Han and Later Jin did the same. The Khitan people should be very clear about what these Khitan puppets are in the end. end.

When Yao Pingzhong was admiring a strange stone in a daze, a soldier came over and whispered in his ear: "General, the Jurchen vanguard has already entered the mountain."

Yao Pingzhong nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Notify everyone one by one, and be prepared. This ambush is different from the past. It is bound to kill and injure the enemy as much as possible."

After receiving the news, Yang Lin and Han Shizhong finally tore off Zai Youyan's mask and led their troops to chase after him.

It was also on this day that Zong Ze took the lead. Although the combat effectiveness of his troops was not the strongest, they were superior in numbers.In addition to some Jurchen Tartars, most of the equipment transported were raw coolies captured by them.

Now it is also the dusk that is about to fall into the night, and there are wisps of cooking smoke rising from the ground. Looking at the cooking smoke, Zong Ze seems to hear the horn of attack.During the raid at dusk, it was time for the Jurchens to bury their pots and cook their food. After a long day of marching, even a mighty Jurchen would relax. This dinner was the best time.

At this time, I don't care about whether there will be accidental injuries. After a shower of arrows, there will be a surprise attack like Niulan Mountain.

At the same time, in Zhuolu Mountain, flames shot up to the sky.Countless burning fireballs and gunpowder bloomed in the mountains.People in the blasted valley turned on their backs, and billowing smoke enveloped the area. The Jurchen generals hastily drew their swords, stabilized their positions and prepared to counterattack.

They didn't know what kind of people it was, they thought it was Khitan's soldiers and horses ambushing here, Wu Qimai jumped on the horseback, no panic appeared on his face, and shouted: "Get to the middle of the mountain, kill all these barbarians."

The flames shone on the Jurchens' black dragon flag, and the Tatars were determined to follow the flag's command and began to prepare for a counterattack.

The road on the slope was full of traps. When the Tartars in front died, those behind would detour and advance without fear of death.

Yao Pingzhong's expression was as usual, and he didn't flinch from the scene in front of him at all. He had dealt with the Jurchens before and knew their combat power was astonishing.However, his subordinates also suffered from the century-old Song Xia War. The Western Army honed in the border since childhood has the best time, place and people, so why can't they fight.

The Jurchen Tartars used the fastest speed to stabilize the formation, hiding behind the corpses of their companions, avoiding the rain of arrows and boulders.Then they touched the foot of the mountain one by one and climbed up. They used to hunt bears and tigers in the ice and snow, and they could crawl up in such an environment.

Wanyan Wu Qimai sneered, no matter who came to ambush tonight, he will be told to come and go.

From the moment the two armies came into contact, the battle became extremely tragic. The western army charged from the mountain, and began to collide with the pinnacle of force in this era.

In this valley, the Song people occupy a favorable location, but such an environment is also the most familiar to the fishing and hunting peoples.The ancient way of hunting and living between the white mountains and the black waters made the Jurchen Tartars demonstrate their strength in this battle.

On Zhuolu Mountain shrouded in darkness, where Chi You broke his halberd and died, a bloody battle strong enough to shake Chi You, the lord of the army, lasted until night.

There is no call sign, just a piece of armor smashed through the armor, cut into the bone, blood splashed out, and the short scream of someone dying was mixed together. I can't tell what it is, but it makes people feel cold to the bone marrow. Here, I just want to avoid the noise far away.

Human lives were consumed at a rapid rate, and those who fell to the ground were still wrestling, gouging each other's eyes.At this time, there was no formation, only armored men who had no face, no fear, and no thought mechanically killed or were killed.

Wanyan Wu begged to buy and drew his sword in his hand, commanding the soldiers behind him: "You guys go too!"

Wanyan Zonghan waved his hand and asked Lou Shi, Yin Keshu and other generals to lead the charge. Now Jurchen has paved a road up the mountain with corpses.

There was a cold light in Lou Shi's eyes, he took down the bow from his back, shot and killed a Song soldier by the light of the fire, and then prepared to rush up the hillside with his horse's belly.Like Wu Qimai, Lou Shi didn't have the slightest fear. Since his rise from the Baishan, Heishui, and Desolate Marshes in the North, this sharpness is at its peak.Looking around the world, it seems that there is no force that can stand in front of this ferocious force.