Reborn Wu Dalang

The sky is already dark, but the war is not over yet.

Yang Xiong rampages with a big knife in his hand, no one can stop him!In the misty sky, he saw that the clothes of the person in front of him were a little different from the others.

"Jurchen Commander Ten Thousand!" Yang Xiong was overjoyed, and strode over!

There were two Jurchen soldiers standing in front of them, but they were cut off by Yang Xiong. Seeing that Yang Xiong was about to come to the head of the Wanfu, the Wanfu suddenly turned around and left.

In less than ten years since the rise of the Jurchens, they defeated the invincible Khitans with a population of hundreds of thousands. If history had not changed, they would have been able to conquer the Northern Song Dynasty and establish the new No. [-] power in East Asia. All of this stems from The heroism of the Jurchens!It can be said that the vast majority of Jurchen men are warriors, even children and old men are warriors, but there are exceptions, and the Wanfu in front of me is an exception!This Ten Thousand Commander is usually skilled in martial arts, otherwise he would not be able to become Ten Thousand Commander, but just now he has witnessed Yang Xiong killing countless Jurchen men like melons and vegetables, his heart is already chilling!Now seeing Yang Xiong coming, he dare not resist at all!

"Hey! Cowards, there are also cowards among the Jurchens!" Yang Xiong laughed loudly, and he stepped forward, a distance of several feet was within a single step!

The Jurchen Chief Wan is riding a horse, but this is not an open space, the speed of the horse can't be displayed at all, Yang Xiong has come behind him in a short time!

Yang Xiong yelled loudly, and the big knife in his hand slashed forward fiercely, Jurchen Wan Fu was shocked, he quickly lowered his head, but the big knife cut through his back, almost cutting his whole body in half !Amidst the screams, he fell off his horse, his body was bleeding profusely, and he definitely couldn't survive.

This is the battlefield, where the brave wins when you meet on a narrow road, the braver you are, the more desperate you are, the more likely you are to survive!The more timid you are, the less hope you have of living!Even if you are skilled in martial arts, if you are timid, you have to face death!

Yang Xiong wanted to keep going, when suddenly Ming Jin's voice came from behind him!

Yang Xiong was taken aback, frowned, turned around and went back.At this moment, not only him, but all the Liangshan infantry are turning around and walking back, while the Liangshan crossbowmen are moving forward step by step!

After all the infantry retreated, the sound of the god arm bow sounded again, and the overwhelming bow and crossbow moved towards the opposite side!

In an instant, the battlefield calmed down again!Facing the powerful lethality of the divine arm bow, the Jurchen cavalry has only one dead end!

Moreover, not only the 2 crossbowmen under Yang Xiong's subordinates gathered here, but also Yang Zhi's subordinates and Hu Yanting's subordinates!The number of crossbowmen here has reached [-]!With so many crossbowmen attacking with all their strength, the Jurchen cavalry's charge advantage could not be brought into play. All they faced was death!

The sound of bows and crossbows piercing through the air resounded continuously, and for a moment, it was unknown how many real maidens fell into a pool of blood.

It's just that the Jurchens are brave. Even under such a rain of arrows, there are still soldiers moving forward. Unfortunately, no amount of bravery will be of any use now.

"Back! Back! Get out of here quickly! Back up!" Wanyan Zongwang yelled with grief and indignation in his heart!

It's just that the battlefield was too chaotic, and his voice was not heard by many people. He had to stop when a bow and arrow shot from afar. Directions out of here!

"That is the Jurchen prince, shoot him to death together!" In the confusion, Yang Xiong saw Wanyan Zongwang in the distance, a gleam appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly laughed.

It turned out that Wanyan Zongwang was wearing yellow clothes at the moment, and Yang Xiong recognized him instantly!The Jurchens were originally only a subordinate race of the Khitan people, and they had to pay tribute to the Khitan people every year.After they defeated the Khitan people, they also followed the Khitan people's habits. The Khitan people were the same as the Great Song Dynasty. Yellow was the most noble color, and only the emperor and princes could wear it. The same was true for the Jurchens.Wanyan Zongwang in front of him is wearing a yellow jacket, so who is he if he is not the prince of Jurchen?

Following Yang Xiong's order, dozens of sharp arrows shot towards Wanyan Zongwang in an instant.

"Not good!" Wanyan Zongwang was shocked. He heard the sound of the bow and knew that time was running out. He suddenly turned over and fell off the horse. Then he heard the neighing of the horse. It was obvious that the horse had been hit by an arrow. May survive.

"Damn it!" As the horse fell down, dozens of arrows came towards him. He held the scimitar in his hand and fiercely blocked it forward, hoping to block all these arrows!It's a pity that although he blocked this wave, the following wave came towards him again. After a while, he was shot in the leg, and after a while, he was shot in the arm. After another wave, more and more The bow and arrow shot at him, and his hand holding the scimitar couldn't help but let go.

"I, Wanyan Zongwang, is the Jurchen prince, and I might succeed my father's throne in the future, but I actually died here?"

"Why did you lose? There are hundreds of thousands of slave troops here, are they all defeated?"

"The main reason is that the slaves are incompetent! Hmph, if the slaves had a little bit of combat power, they would all take us out! Hey..."

"Will the Jurchen die like this? What happened to the emperor? I don't want to!"

He was panting rapidly, but no matter how much he breathed, he felt that it was not enough. Gradually his face turned pale, and the vitality in his whole body was slowly lost!At the last moment of his death, he still wanted to cry out, but he couldn't even cry out!

After he fell to the ground, those Jurchen soldiers still moved forward tenaciously!Armed with arrows, they continued to clash forward regardless of personal life and death!These Jurchens are indeed worthy of being one of the bravest races, and Yang Xiong on the opposite side couldn't help showing a trace of respect!

However, those who charged were pure Jurchens, and those new appendages had fallen behind at this moment, and many of the new appendages had stopped fighting. They looked ahead in fear, not knowing how to choose now.

"Surrender without killing!" Finally, such a voice sounded on the battlefield.

As the sound sounded, countless new attached troops got off their horses and knelt down on the ground. Naturally, the slave soldiers on the battlefield knelt down constantly, and they raised their hands high to show that they were not threatening.

The number of Jurchens is getting smaller and smaller, Liangshan soldiers are constantly coming in this direction, and they have surrounded the Jurchen soldiers here.

By this time, the Jurchens also began to surrender!Even though they are extremely brave, in the face of a war that is bound to fail, those who are not strong enough will not be able to persevere.

When the sun rises, this battle is finally over!The battlefield is full of people, all those who fell on their knees!

******

Wu Dong and Hua Rong had already arrived here.

"The Jurchens have gathered so many people, they actually pose a great threat to us. They should release all the slave soldiers first, and wait until the slave soldiers are all gone, and then their cavalry will rush out, so that their cavalry The advantages can be brought into play, and it will be much more difficult for us to deal with them! Their hope of escaping will be much greater! The Jurchens' command is not Wanyan Aguda after all, and the ability to manipulate the battlefield is too poor." Hua Rong looked Looking at the scene in front of him, he said.

"No matter what, this battle is finally over." Wu Dong said.

"Wanyan Aguda is still here, and he still has [-] Jurchen elite soldiers! They are currently in the area of ​​Yizhou and Guangning Prefecture. The governor, I want to go there personally and command the war." Hua Rong said.

"I'll go with you," Wu Dong said.

"Governor, you should stay to appease Jinzhou City." Hua Rong was stunned and said.

"Didn't the military department say that you don't have to worry about the gains and losses of a city or a place! The most important thing is to eliminate the Jurchen's vitality! As long as the [-] elite soldiers under Wanyan Aguda are eliminated, this battle will be considered a complete victory. Jinzhou What's the point of the city? Let's go, let's go together!" Wu Dong said with a smile.

He rode on the horse amidst laughter, and with a sword in his hand, he galloped off into the distance, Hua Rong followed him closely.

Yang Xiong and Yang Zhi have already begun to gather troops urgently, and they also followed Wu Dong and Hua Rong to the northeast, and only Hu Yanting stayed to deal with the battlefield.

Hu Yanting had only 2 men under his command, but Hu Yanting's men were all holding bows with divine arms, and their arrows were flickering. The soldiers who surrendered did not have the courage to continue fighting, nor did they have the courage to resist at this moment.

"Let's go to Jinzhou City!" Hu Yanting said with some displeasure in his heart.

He lived several battles in a row, and he cleaned the battlefield every time, so he felt a little uncomfortable.At this moment, he just wanted to quickly settle down in Jinzhou City, and then go to the northeast to try to participate in the real war.