I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 48
The 21st year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, the 1152th year of Jin Tiande, and [-] AD.

Daming has only passed a year and a half, but Wang Chongyang is already ten years older.

The 40-year-old Wang Chongyang has already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts in this era. Even if he didn't come to Huashan to discuss swords in idleness, the title of "No. [-] in the world" must belong to him.

At this time, Jin Wushu had been dead for a few years, and the current Jin Dynasty was no longer what it used to be. The first-generation half-orcs killed from the white mountains and black waters were almost old, dead, and extinct.

The second generation can no longer be called half-orcs.

In less than 30 years, the Jurchens have rapidly degenerated from top to bottom, especially the army, and the speed of decadence is astonishing.

What "Jurchen is dissatisfied and invincible" is now a joke.

Wang Chongyang's base is sandwiched between Song and Jin Dynasties. After several years of development, it has occupied Qinchuan for [-] miles and the entire Hanzhong.

The right time, the right place, the harmony of people, and the unification of the world are just around the corner.

On this day, Wang Chongyang invited experts from all over the world to gather at the Emperor Temple.

Those who came were Master Xu Zhu from Shaolin Temple, Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, Shangguan Jiannan from the Iron Palm Gang, Lin Chaoying, and Huang Shang who had been reclusive for decades.

"Everyone, the emperor has ordered that the time to conquer the Central Plains has come!"

Heavy weapons for siege have begun to be produced day and night on Daming's assembly line, and a new batch of aid has arrived.

It was the right time to promote Wang Chongyang's belief value.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Edge has never been tried.Show the king today, who is unfair.

The army went out of Hulao Pass, recovered Bianliang in three days, crossed the Yellow River, and went straight to Yanjing.

But so far, the anti-gold troops did not encounter decent resistance, and some miscellaneous soldiers could not use heavy gunpowder weapons at all, and were cleaned up by Yue Fei like cutting melons and weeds.

Until outside Yanjing City.

Jurchens' cavalry appeared.

"..."

Yue Fei didn't speak, but watched the battlefield attentively.

It was originally a hand-to-hand battle, but in a short period of time, Marshal Yue chose a suitable field for his own side.

In the land of Huaxia, he has been protected by masters all these years, and the terrain of each place is kept in mind.

Famous generals never appear by accident.

The terrain here is destined to be not very conducive to cavalry combat. The rolling hills are the biggest obstacle to the running of the horses, so the powerful impact of the Jurchens Tiefutu and the Kidnapper Horse has been weakened by several percent.

Although the Jurchens can no longer be called half-orcs, the second generation still has the power to fight.

A rotten ship also has three catties of iron, let alone a nation.

Without any warning, the rumbling cavalry and infantry phalanx launched a charge against the anti-golden army...

Tens of thousands of kidnapped horses charged on the two wings, the feeling like huge waves, and the sound of "rumbling" horseshoes really made any pawn feel desperate.

Cavalry is powerful, more powerful than you think.

Yue Fei waved the command flag in the direction of the Chinese army.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom..."

This is the roar of the cannon. After a round of artillery fire covered, the infantry phalanx that cooperated with Tie Futu's charge collapsed.

Flower bombs, this is a weapon they have never seen before.

"What a powerful force!" Huang Chang, who was found by Wang Chongyang and invited out of the deep mountains, sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Back then, if there were thirty cannons defending the city, Tokyo would not have been captured by the Jurchens."

Xu Zhu looked at the bloody battlefield in the distance, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! Huang Benefactor, the times have changed. Chongyang Daoist has the help of the Longevity Emperor, Jin Kingdom, Great Song Dynasty, Dali will soon be destroyed, a new era, It has arrived... I hope my brother can see it!"

At the same time, all the soldiers of the rear army of the anti-golden army lay down on the ground, holding up the crossbow in their hands and shooting a crossbow arrow.

This is a local weapon, and Da Song's cold weapon technology is actually not bad.

The Tiefutu of the Jurchens was armed after obtaining a large number of infantry armor from the Song Army.

It's a pity that people are too cowardly, and will be too cowardly.

The soldiers didn't look at where the crossbow arrows landed. They fixed the crossbow strings with their feet and continued to shoot. Each shooting angle and the number of crossbow arrows shot were fixed.

The crossbow flew up into the sky whistling, and after reaching the peak of its strength, it quickly began to land. The whistling sound was like the panting of death, covering the area where the Jurchen light cavalry kidnapped horses were rushing.

The speed of the cavalry was very fast. After leaving behind a lot of corpses, they crossed the shooting range of the first round of kicking crossbows.

Smoke and dust covered the ground, covering the way they came from.

The ferocious faces of the Jurchen knights on the galloping horses gradually became clearer.

In previous battles, the weak Song infantry were as fragile as melons and fruits despite the threat of crossbows.

In these years of guerrilla warfare, Wang Chongyang's anti-gold army did not show the ability to fight frontally.

"put!"

Yue Yun stood on a small hillside, looking coldly at the Jurchen cavalry who had already appeared in his field of vision, he raised his hand suddenly, and immediately a general shouted violently.

All of a sudden, the crossbows in the hands of the pawns in front made a "hum" sound.

This is a powerful crossbow far superior to the God Arm Crossbow. It is supported by some Daming technology. It has a maximum range of 600 meters and can wear iron armor.

And after shooting, the pawns shook the pulleys, quickly loaded the crossbow bolts, and raised their arms again.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

After shooting seven arrows in a row, the pawns gave up.

Because the kidnappers of the Jurchens have already started to flee, except for a few desperate stunned youths, who rushed towards the army with their eyes closed...

The real hand to hand.

A few war horses covered in crossbow arrows rushed forward neighing, and the Jurchen cavalry who knew they would not survive were howling like wild wolves, and with tears in their hands, they bravely rushed towards the spear array with their knives in hand.

"die!"

The burly team roared wildly, aiming the spear in front of the horse's chest.

The steel spear instantly sank into the horse's chest, as easily as piercing into tofu.

The horses were still advancing, and the team had already let go of the spear, and firmly pressed their feet against the spear that had penetrated halfway into the soil. The tip of the spear pierced the horse, and then pierced out from the neck of the horse, and penetrated into the cavalry's lower abdomen. .

At this time, the war horse had been pushed up high by the spear, and the horse's dangling front hooves were powerlessly planing, and together with the cavalry sitting on him with his head hanging down, he turned into a khaki statue.

Finally, the cannonade stopped.

The dust from the cavalry charge dispersed, and the position in front of the anti-golden army was covered with horses and Jurchens corpses. Some Jurchens who survived by luck lay on the battlefield and howled loudly. , wanting to escape.

In one field battle, thousands of Jurchen cavalrymen and tens of thousands of infantry were killed under the cover of cannons and crossbows. The battlefield was like a wheat field about to be harvested, with densely packed crossbow arrows everywhere...

This battle sounded the clarion call to destroy gold.

The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun are the eternal pain of the Han people in the time and space of the Song Dynasty.

The son-in-law Shi Jingtang sent the Yanyun sixteen prefectures out, and the final result has been a disaster to this day.

A unified dynasty without Yanyun would be tantamount to exposing the vital points of the Central Plains to the knives of the grassland peoples.

From Yanyun down to the city of Tokyo, there is no danger to defend.

Today, Wang Chongyang and Yue Fei led an army across Yanjing City, drove the Jurchens to defeat the army, and went straight to the outside of Shanhaiguan...

(End of this chapter)