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He raised his head and looked forward, there were already countless iron hooves like the tide.

Moreover, the ground seemed to have felt a slight tremor, and the surrounding sheep became anxious.

More people showed surprise on their faces.

"what happened?"

"It's cavalry! At least thousands of cavalry!" Someone shouted in horror.

"It's the Song Army!" Miu Wuzhen smiled with a livid face, and he immediately realized that the Song Army not only raided Julunbo, but also launched a surprise attack on Chuohe.

Now he could no longer keep his composure, and shouted angrily: "Assemble the whole army! Quickly! Assemble the whole army!"

At this moment, he experienced the feeling of Huer Zahusi.

He may be even more embarrassed than Huer Zhahusi.

The elite of Kelei's troops arrived in Yinshan Mountain, and the troops in Woluduo City were empty, and the troops of Miwuzhenxiaolitu were not mobilized.

But what he encountered was Yue Fei's Central Route Army, a strong force commanded by Yue Fei himself.

In the eastern sky, the morning sun jumped up, and the golden light spread on the grassland, and it also reflected on the armor of the Song army, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.

At first, Song Jun was like a slow stream flowing on the grassland.

Even if it was spotted by the early shepherds, he did not change his speed, but continued to move forward, crossing the woods and lying across the creek.

The Song army really started to speed up when it got close to the Tataerbu residential area.

Nearly [-] cavalrymen spread out on the grassland.

The war horse neighed, and the iron hooves shook the ground.

Seen from a distance, it looked like rows of waves advancing on the grassland, and pressed in before Tatar's cavalry completed their assembly.

In an instant, it seemed that all resistance became like rotten wood and was quickly crushed.

Mi Wuzhen, who was still preparing, had his brain buzzing with a smile, and quickly turned around and rushed back, shouting loudly: "Assemble! Assemble!"

He wanted to quickly organize a resistance force before the Song army advanced.

He didn't believe that he would be defeated. Who would rule the prairie without being ruthless?

How could he admit defeat immediately.

The Tatars, who woke up from their sleep, came out in terror. Amidst the sound of roaring iron hoofs, they heard the sound of the assembly horn. They hurriedly picked up their knives, put on their clothes, and rushed towards the direction of the horses.

"Quick! Assemble! My warriors!"

"We will fight to the death with the Song people! We are wolves on the grassland!"

One by one, the Tatar soldiers got on their horses skillfully. The cavalry group was a little chaotic at first, but order soon settled down.

"Boys, come with me!"

In the crowd, there was a roar like a lion. It was a man over 1.9 meters tall, tall and thick, with disheveled hair, and looked like a strong bear.

His name is Wu Lichen, and he is the number one general under Mie Wu Zhenxiao Litu's command. He can easily fight ten of them by himself.

In many battles with the Kelei and Qiyan tribes, Wuli Shen made great achievements in battle.

For a while, the Tatar people who were panicked immediately boosted their morale.

The Song army in front approached the core area after breaking through layers of unorganized defenses.

The leader, Miwu Zhen, smiled and led the people to continue mobilizing.

In this area, the Tata'er Department has at least [-] battle-ready soldiers, which is much stronger than Woluduo City, which was raided by Yue Yun at that time. run.

Numerous Tatars rushed out of their tents, ready to fight in astonishment.

More horns sounded, calling for these warriors galloping on the grassland.

The first fierce general, Wu Lishen, assembled nearly [-] cavalry and charged towards the Song army.

The two sides soon came to hand-to-hand confrontation.

The advantage of the Song army's iron armor was immediately revealed, and all the Tatars in the first row fell.

But Na Wu Lichen was holding a mace, and slammed it hard, and with a bang, it hit the helmet of a Song soldier, and the Song soldier flew out.

Another Song soldier stabbed at Wuli with a spear, stabbing him in the chest, but he couldn't penetrate it.

Taking a closer look, Wu Lichen was wearing armor, but it was just a layer of armor, the armor was very thick, there should be several layers.

Before the Song Jun's gun could be retracted, Wu Lichen's mace weighing more than [-] kilograms swept across and hit the Song Jun's face.

The second Song army fell.

Wu Lichen's body was very strong, but his reaction speed was very fast. Several Song troops attacked him at the same time, but all of them failed.

And he himself is extremely vicious!

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

A dozen elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty were killed by him, and all this happened in just ten seconds.

The helmets of Song Jun were dented by him, and some war horses were even wailed and fell to the ground when he smashed them with a stick.

The elite momentum of the Song army ahead was broken by him.

The Tatar people's morale was immediately boosted, and they all roared: "Kill! Kill! Kill..."

The sound shook the world.

However, at this moment, an iron spear stabbed.

In an instant, it not only pierced Wu Lichen's leather armor, but also pierced his body.

With a roar like thunder, Wu Li's body weighing more than 200 jin was picked up from the horse.

At that moment, that majestic figure was reflected in the sun, like a mountain, and the Liquan gun in his hand seemed to roar like a dragon.

Chapter 1316 Iron and blood in the spring breeze! (first update)

Wu Lichen didn't even have time to scream, he was thrown out like a piece of rag, and was drowned by horseshoes in the chaos.

Seeing this, the Tatar people were all shocked, and the morale that had just been ignited was instantly suppressed by Yue Fei.

The Song army rushed like a tsunami, and the spear in his hand stabbed the enemy off the horse, screaming one after another, and blood splattered everywhere.

The Tatar cavalry group collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was attacked and cut by the Song army.

This first counterattack was soon completely broken down.

The Song army seemed to have broken free from the initial barrier, and the momentum increased sharply, the formation quickly dispersed, and the impact surface increased.

The rapid defeat of the forward did not buy the Tatars time for the main force to reorganize the formation. The torrent of steel from the Song Army began to roll and roar in the core area of ​​the Tatars.

The wooden frame outside the camp trembled violently. In the dust, countless people tried to stop them, but they were submerged by iron hooves and trampled into flesh.

The cattle and sheep in the distance were frightened and ran for their lives.

Even the surface of Chuo River's lake water has a lot of ripples.

The terrifying cavalry frenzy became more and more fierce, and the formation stretched more and more open. In the gushing sun, there were layers of metallic luster rising and falling.

The banners fluttering with the impact of the army are connected into one piece after another, just like the clouds on the grassland.

All the Tatar people living in a radius of tens of miles could already hear the roar of iron hooves.

The momentum rose up, splitting the mountains and cracking the ground.

The front of the soldiers was shattered, and they quickly approached the main force of the Tatars in front.

In the range of more than ten li in front, the leader of the Tatars, Miwu Zhenxiao Litu, has mobilized more than half of his troops by taking advantage of the high mobility of all nomads as soldiers.

And the Tatars who were twenty miles away also started to move.

The sound of horns is everywhere. These Tatar people, who have caused headaches to both Liao and Jin, showed great resilience when the crisis came.

At this moment, it also showed the strength of the most powerful tribe in the grassland.

Tens of thousands of Tatar people gathered in a radius of tens of miles.

Those strong Tatars rode on horses, held long knives, and held bows and arrows.

The officers skillfully mobilized the people around them. For the people of the Central Plains Dynasty, these scenes were only available in the army.

But here they usually hunt, also in small groups.

Therefore, the memory of military build-up has penetrated into their muscles.

Countless people looked in the direction of the royal court, where the sound of war drums soared into the sky, as if to shake away the clouds in the sky.

"Quick! Gather to the royal court! That's the war drum of King Khan!"

"Warriors of the grassland, an enemy is coming, let our knives drink blood!"

Countless people raised their knives and whistled loudly, the sound was like a rushing tide, spreading rapidly.

The crowd is like a river converging.

There are crowds of people, war horses neighing, swords and swords reflect the morning sun, and the cold light is shining.

At the place where Mie Wu Zhenxiao Litu was, thousands of cavalry had gathered again, and the cavalry behind them rushed towards this side like a tide.

The Tatars are mighty, and their iron horses are like the sea.

"Warriors! Warriors! The enemy is coming!" Mie Wuzhen shouted loudly with a knife in his hand while smiling, his voice was mixed with the sound of war drums, but it had a strong penetrating power.

"The enemy dares to come to our territory! Challenge the most powerful tribe in the grassland!"

"We have defeated the cavalry of the Khitan people, and defeated the golden weapons of the Jin people!" Miewu Zhenxiaolitu, surrounded by the personal guards, galloped quickly in front of the army.

"Draw out your knives, draw your bows, and tell those despicable Song people that they will bleed when they come to us!"

Although not every word was so clear, the Tatars were ignited by the pride of their leader.

They drew their bows one after another, looking at Song Jun rushing forward.

The sound of iron hooves approached quickly, like a tsunami rolling in.

The wind is blowing on the grassland, and the wind smells of iron and blood.

The Tatars waited in silence, each with his bow drawn.

They are full of confidence, just like their ancestors were fighting against the cavalry of the Liao Kingdom, and they were just like when they themselves fought against the Jinren.

However, when the terrifying torrent of steel roared to a distance of [-] meters, some people couldn't help showing shock and timidity on their faces.

The war horses under many people's crotches neighed anxiously.

Some people even became short of breath, sweating all over their bodies, and couldn't even hold their bows.

"shooting!"

I don't know who opened the bow first, and countless people followed closely behind.

A large rain of arrows rose from the ground and shot towards the Song army.

Immediately, the sound of countless metal impacts sounded from the cavalry group. Someone's horse was hit by an arrow and collapsed to the ground. The horse behind immediately detoured and continued to gallop.

The crashing tide didn't slow down at all, and the distance was shortened to within 50 meters in a few blinks of an eye.

At this time, most of the Tatar people showed shock and panic that could not be concealed.

That is the panic of death, the biological impossibility.

They no longer have the chance to bend their bows and shoot arrows, because the distance between the two sides has been reduced to within 50 meters.

If they shoot another arrow, they can only stay where they are and wait for the Song army to kill them.

The Tatars charged hastily.

Such a short distance, confronting the Song army whose speed has already been pulled up head-on, is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg.

But there are many things in the world, when we act, there is nothing we can do.

"Kill! For Da Song!"

Someone in the Song army shouted loudly.

"For our glory! The Divine Guard is invincible!"

The wind whizzed past my ears, and there was no other sound in the world, only killing.

At this moment, all the soldiers of the Song Army were brave, and they had no fear.