Fenghou

Chapter 14
"Don't panic, hold on! Hold on to me!"

The main general Yang Han waved his sword vigorously in front of the tower to command the soldiers to resist.

"General beware!"

A soldier shouted, and when Yang Han turned his head, he saw a murderous General Song appearing on his left, with an iron spear in his hand stabbing at his temple like a long snake, with an incomparably fast speed.

Yang Han was taken aback, and swung his knife to block, 'Dang! 'His saber was shaken away, but the spear was not affected at all,'Pfft! 'The sharp point of the spear pierced his skull.

Yang Han screamed and died instantly.

Chen Qing flung the corpse vigorously into the moat.

"General Yang is dead!"

The main general was killed, and the defensive formation of the puppet Qi army on the city head collapsed in an instant, and the soldiers threw away their helmets and armor and ran to the north for their lives.

"Put the drawbridge!"

Chen Qing yelled, and a dozen soldiers rushed up, pushed the winch, the iron chain fell down with a clatter, and the suspension bridge below began to creak and lower.

The suspension bridge was lowered, and the gate of life of the starving people was opened. Tens of thousands of hungry people screamed excitedly and rushed into the city. , roaring and rushed to the thousand soldiers ahead.

A thousand puppet Qi soldiers were frightened stupid by the hungry people rushing in like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and they were vulnerable in front of tens of thousands of angry hungry people.

The soldiers threw away their weapons and turned to run away. If they ran a little faster, they could escape with their lives. If they ran a little slower, they were directly beaten to death by the rain of hoes and sticks. Hungry people trampled to death.

There were also changes in the city, and tens of thousands of people in the city also left their homes one after another, rushing to Cangcheng from all directions with bags of rice and baskets.

The grain in Jingzhao City has been sold for thousands of dollars per meter, and countless people in the city have to eat porridge with wild vegetables to survive. Now that there is a sudden opportunity, the residents who are also hungry and cold can't bear it.

Thousands of torches lit the gate of Cangcheng like daylight. The streets and squares outside were full of starving people. Refugees from the same state mixed with hundreds of thousands of people in the city. Everyone stretched their necks, looking At the gate.

"one two Three!"

Dozens of young and strong people hugged a thick bumper, shouting and crashing towards the gate.

"Boom-"

There was a low and strong muffled sound, the door shook violently, and dust and sawdust fell down.

"Come again!"

Dozens of young and strong retreated dozens of steps, shouting again and rushing towards the gate.
"Boom-"

The gate of Cangcheng was knocked open, and the tens of thousands of hungry people in front were boiling, scrambling to rush into Cangcheng. The thousand soldiers guarding Cangcheng couldn't bear it any longer, and took off their military uniforms one after another. rush into the money bank
On the street, a thousand Jurchen cavalry were galloping in formation. It was Wanyan Lou Shi who was forced to lead a thousand Jurchen soldiers to suppress the hungry people.

He really didn't expect that the Qi army was so sparse, and the [-] troops were defeated by tens of thousands of unarmed hungry people, which made Wanyan Loushi shocked and angry. If the food was robbed by the hungry people, the logistics of the various armies would not be guaranteed.

None of them let themselves worry.

Wanyan Loushi held a golden backed sword in his hand, his eyes shot out with anger, he had already seen from a distance that Cangcheng had fallen, and countless hungry people came out of Cangcheng carrying grain bags.

"Kill me, leave no one behind!" Wanyan Loushi gave the order to kill.

The cavalry suddenly mobilized, like a gust of wind blowing on the flat ground, and swept towards Cangcheng hundreds of steps away, but they ran less than [-] steps away, and arrows were suddenly fired from the alleys on both sides of the street and from the roof, and a crossbow The arrows were so powerful that they shot the Jurchen cavalry running in front of them, causing nearly [-] casualties in an instant.

Wanyan Loushi was taken aback. It turned out that the Song army joined the battle. No wonder the hungry people rushed into the city?
He didn't know the reality of the Song army, and shouted: "Stop advancing, retreat immediately!"

At this time, a crossbow bolt 'whoosh! It was shot towards Wanyan Loushi's throat, the speed was incomparably fast, Wanyan Loushi was taken aback, and swung his knife to block, "Dang! With a sound, the crossbow was swung away, and a soldier behind was unable to dodge, and was shot in the chest by an arrow. The powerful crossbow pierced through the iron armor and pierced the heart. The soldier screamed and fell off his horse.

Wanyan Loushi's right arm was slightly numb from the shock of the arrow, he was secretly surprised, what a powerful arrow.

The remaining [-] cavalry raised their shields and retreated one after another. Hundreds of Song Army soldiers on the roof put down their crossbows and arrow pots, replaced them with shields and spears, quickly jumped down from the eaves, and rushed out from the alleys on both sides.

The leading general was riding on a horse, holding a big iron gun, and said coldly: "Marshal Wanyan, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wanyan Loushi looked at him in astonishment, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Chen Qing, the scout chief of the Eight Character Army!"

Wanyan Loushi laughed, "I know you, Wushu offered a reward of [-] guan to take your head. I thought it was some kind of god, but it turned out to be just a small head."

"That's right! A little Dutoute from Da Song is here to challenge you!"

Chen Qing waved his gun and said proudly: "Wanyan Loushi, do you dare to challenge me one-on-one?"

"You all control Wu Jie and are also defeated by me. Do you think you are qualified to fight me one-on-one?"

Chen Qing raised his head and laughed loudly, "I heard that you are a sick cat, so I took advantage of your illness to take your head. If you dare not fight, it doesn't matter, let your men let go!"

Wanyan Loushi is known as the Tiger of Wanyan Mountain. He hated people saying that he was a sick cat. He was furious and swung his sword, "Okay! This commander will fulfill you and send you to heaven!"

The guard general Yin Muya was shocked, "Marshal, there are only a few hundred people on the other side, we can destroy them in one charge, you are seriously ill, you can no longer gamble with the Song army."

"fart!"

Wanyan Loushi stared, "This old man has been in the world for thirty years, and he has never been defeated for a while. Even Wu Jie was defeated by me. He is a small head, and I crushed him with one finger!"

Wanyan Loushi urged the horse, and charged towards Chen Qing with a knife in hand. Chen Qing shouted loudly and charged forward with his gun.

The two horses greeted each other, Wanyan Loushi gave a loud roar, and swung his saber to slash.

Chen Qing shouted, "Good time!"

He blocked the shot, 'Dang! ' There was a loud bang, sparks flew, and both of them were shaken so that their arms went numb.

The two sides staggered, Chen Qing shot backhand, the tip of the gun was as fast as lightning, and pierced Wan Yan Loushi's back, but Wanyan Loushi didn't dodge. Qing's left shoulder, this seems to be an all-in-one fight, but the result is bound to be one dead and one injured, and Chen Qing took advantage.

With a thought in his mind, Chen Qing drew his gun and swiped it horizontally, saying "Dang!" With a loud noise, the weapons of both sides almost flew together, and the horses separated immediately.

Wanyan Loushi chuckled, "Boy, the reaction is quite fast, but unfortunately you are wrong!"

Chen Qing realized at a critical moment that the opponent must be wearing inner armor, and this shot might not be able to pierce the vest, but his arm was gone.

But Wanyan Loushi told him that he was not wearing armor, and he made a mistake in judgment.

The two roared and urged their horses to charge up again. Both of them were powerful and fast, and they were dazzling. After ten rounds of fighting, Wanyan Loushi was seriously ill after all, and gradually began to feel exhausted.

But Chen Qing's weakness also came out, that is the war horse, his war horse is very ordinary, the speed is relatively slow, and it is a bit unable to withstand the strength of the two sides.

Wanyan Loushi has so much experience, he already has a plan to kill the opponent in his mind.

The two horses approached again, Wanyan Loushi let out a loud roar, cut across the waist, and a gust of cold wind swept over.

Chen Qing suddenly disappeared from the horse, Wanyan Loushi sneered, "Crack! ’ This knife hit Chen Qing’s warhorse directly on the head.

But at the moment when the horse's head was slashed by the sword, a short spear suddenly shot out from under the horse's belly like lightning, and it arrived in front of him in an instant. Wanyan Loushi's body leaned forward, and the sword was embedded in the horse's skull. It was too late to counterattack, even if he dropped his sword and fell off the horse, he could only avoid the vital point.

Wanyan Loushi hesitated for a moment, 'Pfft! ' The short spear pierced his throat, the point protruding from the nape of his neck.

Chen Qing tumbled to the ground, knelt down on one knee, held the spear tightly in his right hand, and watched Wanyan Loushi slowly fall from the horse coldly.

"This move is thanks to your subordinates!"

This round of the two men was like a rabbit rising and falling, seeing blood at the same time, the soldiers on both sides did not see it clearly, until Wan Yanlou's room fell from the horse, and Chen Qing's body stood up with a gun, and everyone knew that Chen Qing had defeated Wanyan Lou room.

"Master—"

The guard yelled at Yin Muya in grief.

Chen Qing turned on Wanyan Loushi's war horse, swung his sword and cut off Wanyan Loushi's head, and with a spear, lifted Wanyan Loushi's head in the air.

The five hundred Song soldiers erupted in an instant, and the cheers soared into the sky.

"Revenge for the commander in chief, kill them all!"

Yin Muya screamed wildly, galloped on his horse, and rushed towards Chen Qing brandishing a mace. The eight hundred Jurchen cavalry also screamed wildly, and charged at the soldiers of the Song Army with hatred in their hearts.

This is the decisive battle of life and death facing the five hundred Song troops
(End of this chapter)