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At the same time, another group of 300 soldiers of the Golden Kingdom, led by the hunter, went up the mountain from the trail in the northeast corner. The terrain here was very dangerous, and a group of soldiers could not rush up, but could only go up one by one.

Especially on the cliff on the mountainside, there is an aura of one man guarding the gate, and no one can open it. Because of the dangerous terrain, the Song army only deployed 20 people and five god-armed crossbows here.

There were more than [-] corpses of Jin soldiers piled up under the high pile of dirt. A fierce battle broke out here. All the Jin soldiers who tried to climb up were assassinated by the Song army, but seven of the [-] Song soldiers also died. Almost all Jin soldiers shot with arrows and short spears.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin were driven out, and soon began to reorganize the attack.

A soldier of the Song army aimed at the Jin soldiers who were slowly climbing up, and pulled the hanging knife of the divine arm crossbow, 'Ka! The sound of the crossbow machine sounded, and a powerful crossbow arrow shot at the Jurchen soldiers thirty steps away.

The Jurchen soldiers struggled to climb up with shields in their hands, 'Crack! 'The shield was pierced by a crossbow arrow,' poof! The crossbow shot through the throat, and the Jurchen soldier let out a muffled cry and rolled down the mountain.

The soldiers behind were too frightened to move any more, and one was shot and the other was shot. In just half a day, nearly forty people had been shot and killed. In addition to the 35 people killed in two rounds of fierce fighting, more than seventy Jurchen soldiers had been killed. people.

At this time, a cavalry rushed up, held up a command arrow and said: "The Commander Wan has an order to give up going up the mountain from the trail, and move everything to the front!"

More than 200 Jurchen soldiers on the mountain were relieved, and they descended the mountain one after another, and withdrew to the winding mountain road in front.

The fierce battle on the frontal battlefield has entered the final battle, and there is no need to go up the mountain from behind.

Chapter 24 Bloody Battle

"Ugh-"

The low-pitched horn sounded continuously on the top of the mountain, and two thousand Jurchen soldiers fired arrows at the same time, and the dense arrows shot towards the top of the mountain like a storm.

Soldiers of the Song Army kept falling down with arrows, and the soldiers of the Song Army were so overwhelmed that they couldn't lift their heads.

The [-] Khitans almost lost all their casualties, and the attacking side became Jurchen soldiers. They were far braver than the Khitans, and they were more fearless than the Khitans.

The Song army was already at a comprehensive disadvantage. The more than 2000 giant trees on the top of the mountain had been exhausted, and the remaining hundreds of soldier arrows had all been shot. The only weapons left by the Song army were crossbows and spears.

The Song Army sent 300 men to fight fiercely with the Jurchen soldiers on the last slope. They built a four-foot-high arrow-blocking mudbag wall on the edge of the slope to block the Jurchen arrows.

However, a thousand Jurchen soldiers engaged in the fiercest hand-to-hand combat. Although they suffered more than [-] casualties, they had captured three bunkers, and the Song army was only left in the last two bunkers.

At this time, the Song army also suffered heavy casualties, more than 200 soldiers were killed, and there were bloody corpses of soldiers at every step on the mountain road.

Chen Qing wanted to shoot and kill the general of the Jin army, but the general of the Jin army, Wan Yanhuo, was guarded by thirty soldiers with copper shields, making her invulnerable.

Seeing that the enemy army was attacking like a tide, the battle became more and more courageous, and the remaining dozens of soldiers of the Song Army could no longer hold on. Chen Qing immediately made a decisive decision, turned around and shouted to Yang Hua: "Go and inform the brothers in the Northeast Trail, and go back to the city." Mountain retreat!"

"Follow the order!" Yang Hua ran away.

In front of the penultimate mudbag wall, Dutou Xinlie led more than a dozen soldiers to fight to the death. Chen Qing yelled, "Xin Dutou, I ordered you to withdraw again. Are you going to disobey the military order?"

Xin Lie turned his head and said to a dozen soldiers: "The general has an order, retreat immediately!"

More than a dozen soldiers held their shields and retreated quickly, but Xin Lie didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

"Captain, retreat quickly!" The soldiers shouted anxiously.

Xin Lie let out a miserable laugh and said, "My parents, wife and children were all killed by the Jurchen knife, and I'm just waiting for today to avenge them!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Xin Lie roared repeatedly and stabbed several people with his spear, but dozens of Jurchen soldiers rushed forward.

His body was pierced by dozens of spears, and his body was lifted high.

Xin Lie's spear fell to the ground, and at the last moment of his life, he closed his eyes and murmured: "Father, Mother, Chun'er, Sanlang, Daddy is here to accompany you!"

……

Tears flowed all over Chen Qing's face. With a roar, he rushed forward with his iron gun and shot a centurion who had jumped on the mudbag wall through the chest, and then threw the body off the cliff.

His spear was like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and he killed more than a dozen people in a row, making the Jurchen soldiers' offensive stagnant.

"retreat!"

He ordered the last twenty or so Song soldiers to retreat.

Twenty or so soldiers of the Song Army seized this rare opportunity and retreated towards the last mudbag wall.

Lieutenant General Yang Yuanqing led more than 100 soldiers to stand behind the last mudbag wall, with spears like a forest, ready for battle.

Chen Qing turned his head and shouted, "General Yang, lead the brothers to retreat to the back mountain, hurry up!"

Yang Yuanqing also knew that the top of the mountain could no longer be held, so he shouted, "Follow me!"

He led the soldiers to rush to the barracks, pass through the barracks, and retreat to the back mountain. At this time, Chen Qing was also retreating.

With a loud roar, his spear was as fast as lightning, piercing through the chests of seven or eight people in a row. The speed and strength were so strong that the Jurchen soldiers retreated in shock.

Chen Qing turned around and ran, jumping onto the last bunker, at this moment, a cold arrow 'whoosh! When the shot came, Chen Qing knew something was wrong, the arrow was too fast, and it was too late to dodge, "Pfft! ' An arrow was hitting his right leg.

The strength quickly faded, Chen Qing's legs went limp, he staggered, and almost fell down. He resisted the arrow wound, jumped out of the bunker, and ran towards the barracks...

Wanyan Huonu put away her bow and arrow, and slammed her fist hard on the mountain wall, feeling extremely regretful in her heart.

He didn't recognize Chen Qing until the end. He didn't expect the general to fight in person. He always thought that Yang Yuanqing, who was standing behind surrounded by soldiers, was Chen Qing.

It wasn't until Chen Qing ordered the retreat that Wanyan Huonu realized that the general who was alone covering the retreat of the soldiers turned out to be Chen Qing, his father-killing enemy.

If he had shot a little earlier... Killing the father and the enemy would have been missed.

Wanyan Huonu felt both remorse and hatred, she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Seize this Song general and seal ten thousand households!"

The Jurchen soldiers yelled and rushed to the top of the mountain...

At this time, thick smoke billowed in the camp of the Song Army, and the flames soared into the sky. The soldiers lit the fodder prepared in advance, and the fire spread rapidly.

Chen Qing took one last look at the herd of war horses in the distance, sighed in his heart, and limped into the forest...

This tragic battle started in the morning and ended at dusk. After a fierce battle for four hours, the Jin soldiers finally took down Qilin Village at the cost of 600 people. If counting yesterday's casualties, the Jin soldiers lost more than Of the 4000 people, 300 Khitans were killed in battle, and nearly 500 Jurchen soldiers were killed, and the rest were Han soldiers.

And the Song army also suffered more than half of the casualties, and only two hundred people left retreated into the back mountain and retreated into the depths of the mountain...

If Chen Qing could be killed, even if the entire army wiped out Wanyan Huonu, he would not hesitate to let Chen Qing escape.

Wanyan Huonu saw his heavy casualties, and his heart began to ache. Song Jun and Jin Bing had one to twenty casualties, which made him feel ashamed. The news would definitely spread. At that time, what face would he have to be called the No. [-] Jurchen? warrior.

For a moment, he was so depressed that he even had the urge to commit suicide with a horizontal sword.

"Master Wan, do you want to chase?" Several generals asked.

Wanyan Huonu shook her head, and if they entered the forest, they would only suffer more casualties. Moreover, if the opponent left the horse behind, it meant that the opponent had retreated towards Jingyuan Road, and there was no need to continue chasing them.

At this time, he saw his father's white dragon colt from a distance, and felt a pain in his heart, and walked quickly towards the horses.

……

Chen Qing sat on a big rock by the stream, and the guide Yang Dazhi took out the arrows with a hunting knife, cleaned the wound, and applied the wound medicine he had prepared. The doctors in the county are all jealous, they are all made of precious medicinal materials, the scabs and muscle growth are much faster than ordinary wound medicines, even if it hurts the bones and muscles, it is not afraid!"

"Did I hurt my bones?" Chen Qing asked worriedly.

"No! It's just a flesh wound, and there is no poison on the arrow."

Chen Qing picked up the arrow and saw several Jurchen characters engraved on the shaft, he handed it to Zheng Ping, the capital next to him, and asked with a smile: "It is said that you have extensive knowledge, do you know these Jurchen characters?"

Zheng Ping is from Cangzhou, Hebei. He went to Liaodong with his father to do business since he was a child. He did have some experience. He took the arrow and looked at it with a smile: "The first few words mean Wanhu, and the last is the name of the person. She is Wan Fu Chang Wan Yan Huo Daughter."

"Who is Wanyan Huonu?" Chen Qing was a little confused.

Several generals laughed, "The general killed his father, but he doesn't know who he is?"

"Ah! Is he Wanyan Loushi's son?" Chen Qing's eyes widened.

Zheng Ping nodded, "He is known as the number one warrior in the Kingdom of Jin. He killed people like hemp. He probably wanted to avenge his father, but in the end he didn't fight in person, which is puzzling."

Chen Qing said indifferently: "Perhaps he didn't think that I was Chen Qing! It was too late for him to react, but this man's bow and arrow are really good, and his speed is too fast, I can't even hide when I see it."

Yang Yuanqing said from the side: "It is said that he and his father Wanyan Loushi both use two stone bows, and the arrow speed of two stone bows is indeed twice as fast as that of the eight-dou bow."

Chen Qing's heart moved, and he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

After resting for half an hour, the soldiers were about to leave. Yang Yuanqing asked, "General, are we really going to Jingyuan Road?"

Chen Qing shook his head, "I didn't bring any horses with me, and I set fire to the military camp, which gave the Jurchens the illusion that we were going to Jingyuan Road, but in fact, we hid in the mountains for a few days before returning to Qilin Village, waiting After heavy snow blocks roads, we can stay in Linyou County for a whole winter."

……

Soldiers of the Song Army camped in a mountain depression about fifteen miles away from Qilin Village. The soldiers built more than a dozen wooden houses with wood and branches. Each of them carried dry food for ten days, as well as water bottles and medicines. Settle down.

This morning, Yang Hua took some [-] brothers to go hunting nearby. The injury on Chen Qing's leg had gradually healed. He also wanted to go hunting, but everyone objected, so he could only rest in the wooden hut.

He simply took the bow and arrow, groped for the feeling, and slowly searched for the feel.

Chen Qing has never practiced bows and arrows, only crossbows. He can use a carbine while running at high speed, and he can hit a hundred shots without a hitch. Balance on horseback, which is the basis of shooting, is also the basis of mounted shooting.

"Good bow!"

Yang Yuanqing walked in with a smile. He took Chen Qing's bow and looked at it carefully, "This is Wanyan Loushi's bow! It should be a two-stone bow, but unfortunately I can't pull it away."

"What's the trick?" Chen Qing asked with a smile.

Yang Yuanqing was taken aback, "Is the general not good at riding and shooting?"

"It's not that I'm not good at it. I haven't practiced it at all. I practice crossbows."

"Riding and archery is difficult to say, but simple to say. The main difficulty lies in horse control and coordination. In fact, the general's crossbow is the same!"

Chen Qing shook his head, "It's still different. Mounted archery can be fired at any time while running, but not with a crossbow. You must stop and aim, and pay attention to the stability of your posture. This time I was hit by an arrow, and the speed was so fast that I couldn't dodge it. It's a painful experience." , if Wanyan Huonu and I meet again on the battlefield in the future, if I don’t know how to ride and shoot, I will surely die under his arrows.”

Yang Yuanqing pondered for a while and said: "I was originally a subordinate of General Liu Ziyu. He was known as the first arrow in the Western Army. He once taught the soldiers how to ride and shoot in the barracks. I clearly remember a few formulas he said, It's called, 'The momentum is like chasing the wind, the eyes are like electricity; open the bow fully and release the arrow tightly', he said that this is the essence of riding and archery, the more thorough the understanding, the higher the level of riding and archery."

"How did he explain it?" Chen Qingxiao asked.

"He said that the bow must be drawn fully, and the arrow must be released quickly. The full bow does not stop at all. Finding the target, aiming, etc. must be completed before drawing the bow. 'When shooting an arrow, the target is in the heart, not in the In the eyes', this is what he said, and I have never understood this sentence."

"When shooting an arrow, the target is in the heart, not in the eyes." Chen Qing pondered the meaning of this sentence silently, and shot the arrow with his heart. He seemed to understand something, but he couldn't grasp the point for a while.

At this time, a soldier reported loudly at the door, "Report to the commander, the guide Yang Dazhi is back!"

Chapter 25 Return

Yang Dazhi went to Linyou County last night to inquire about news.

He said with a sad expression: "The Jurchens tracked down who led the Song army. Someone betrayed my father. Unwilling to be humiliated, my father hit him to death."

Chen Qing felt apologetic, he didn't expect Yang San to be implicated anyway.

Yang Dazhi shook his head, "It's nothing. Although my father died, at least he died in a dignified way, and he didn't have a lackey who was a golden man."

"How is your wife and children?"

"They were fine, my wife took the two children to a relative's house and escaped unharmed."

"The golden soldiers have already withdrawn?"

Yang Dazhi nodded, "I withdrew the next day, and 500 people were stationed in the county, [-] Jurchen soldiers and [-] Han soldiers, but..."

Chen Qing narrowed his eyes, "Just what?"

Yang Dazhi sighed, "It's just that all the soldiers of the Song Army who died in battle were beheaded and hung up in the county for public display."

"Bang!" Yang Yuanqing slammed his fist hard on the wooden board, his eyes shot out with anger.

Anger was also burning in Chen Qing's heart. After a while, he restrained the overwhelming anger and said lightly: "From today onwards, we will also count merit by head!"

"It's snowing!" The soldiers shouted suddenly from outside.

Chen Qing got up and walked out of the wooden house, looked up at the sky, the gray sky was covered with snowflakes.

Yang Dazhi stared at the gray sky for a while and said, "I'm afraid it will turn into heavy snow tonight!"

……

The first snowfall of winter has finally arrived.

Of course, the tenth day of November refers to the lunar calendar. If converted to the Gregorian calendar, it will be mid-December. Linyou County has a higher altitude, so winter and snow fall a few days earlier than in the hinterland of Guanzhong.

This is a heavy snow, during the day there are still numerous snowflakes, and at night it turns into heavy snow, the north wind howls, balls of snowballs fall like fluff, the earth becomes gray, and at five o'clock, the snow Has reached the calf.

230 soldiers lined up to walk in the heavy snow. Yang Dazhi thought that the rain and snow this year were abnormal. It rained continuously last month, and it is likely that this heavy snow will continue for several days.

If they don't go, the road will be blocked by heavy snow, and they will be trapped in the forest.

More importantly, they only had two days of dry food left, and they had stayed in the forest for nine days, so it was time to set off.

The team marched in the mountains with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Yang Dazhi was familiar with the terrain and tried his best to lead them around the cliff. Just after dawn, everyone finally returned to the Tiantai Grassland where Qilin Village is located.

The pasture was covered with white snow, and in the distance was an unrecognizable military camp, leaving only some burnt black ruins.

Chen Qing immediately sent Zheng Ping and Zhao Xiaoyi to Linyou County to investigate the situation, and found a woodland to avoid snow, and arranged for the soldiers to rest.