Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The officers and soldiers cheered in unison, and the speed in their hands became faster and faster. Xu Zizhen was still standing at the highest point of the juncture, looking coldly at the distance in the darkness, exuding a kind of awe-inspiring and inviolable power from top to bottom.

Suddenly, the rain of stone balls and arrows in the Xixia Army stopped without any warning. Xu Zizhen woke up immediately, took a torch from the side and threw it far away. The torch drew a gorgeous arc and flew down the pass. The moment passed, he clearly saw the densely packed Xixia infantry charging towards them carrying ladders and holding shields.

Xu Zizhen suddenly gasped, turned around and shouted: "Bubazi is here, use the knife, get ready!"

Now he understood that the stormy long-range attack of the Xixia Army was just to cover Bubazi's attack. The night was dark, and the cavalry obviously couldn't play an advantage. This was the same regardless of Xia and Song Dynasties. Being able to cross mountains and ridges, it is very suitable to use them to rob the pass, and the Song army cannot dispatch cavalry to drive them away.

Bubazi's speed was extremely fast, as soon as Xu Zizhen's words fell, more than a dozen ladders had climbed up the city wall, and many of them had climbed up in the blink of an eye.

Xu Zizhen threw the big ax back to Xin Chou, drew out the Tang knife and flew up to meet him. Xia Jun who came up from his position had obviously recognized him, and I don't know who uttered a cry, and immediately there were more than a dozen of them. The one who had just climbed over the wall rushed over.

The officers and soldiers who closed the gate immediately came to their senses, and shouted to greet Xia Jun. They knew very well that once they took advantage of opening and closing the gate, a large number of Xia troops would flood in, and the gate would be broken.

At this moment, both Song Jun and Xia Jun had raised their fighting spirit to the limit. Everyone completely forgot about fear and pain, and just gritted their teeth and fought fiercely.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty cannot lose, because behind them are hundreds of thousands of people in Lanzhou City, and even the northwest corner of the territory of the Song Dynasty. Once this opening is broken, the flames of war will extend to their family members and compatriots, so at this moment they He has disregarded life and death, and the only action is to kill!kill!kill!

The flames of Jincheng are everywhere, and the sound of killing is loud. At this moment, it is like the hell of Shura. There are only killings, and there are stumps and broken arms everywhere. There are soldiers who died in battle on the ground, walls, and crenels. , The northwest wind was blowing violently, but there was still a strong smell of blood in the air.

Xu Zizhen glared at him and swung his knife fiercely. His whole body was stained with blood. His whole body looked bloody, like a god of killing. Those Xia troops who tried to besiege him with crowd tactics were cut down by him, and Xu Zizhen As a result, many new injuries were added to his body.

While he swung his knife and slashed, he didn't forget to take the time to look back. Wen Chengyan and the girls were standing in a closed corner, Shui Liuli was holding a long sword in front of them, and further ahead was Meng Du, who was directing the scene. In front of Meng Du was a circle of archers and swordsmen, stubbornly resisting the fierce Bubazi who rushed over.

Xu Zizhen heaved a sigh of relief. Shui Liuli is very skilled. Although he has just broken his body and is not suitable for fighting, it is more than enough to keep this corner. He turned his eyes to look for Li Meng again, but he did not see him when he scanned around. , I was startled in my heart, but I found him next to the suspension bridge shaft at the distant pass.

Li Meng's body was covered with cloth strips from bandaged wounds. He didn't wear a coat, and he just rode on the horse with his upper body bare, with the spear in his hand flying like a butterfly dance, surrounded by a dense circle of mules, he opened his eyes and shouted angrily. Again and again, every time someone drank, someone would be stabbed to death by him.

Poor Xia Bing originally bullied him when he was young, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to find a cheap way to put down the suspension bridge, but he didn't expect that this young man was so brave that no one could take a step past him.

Xu Zizhen was very worried that something would happen to him, but Bubazi kept coming around him, making him completely unable to escape to help Li Meng. His goal was too obvious. Killing Bo Luge a few days ago made him a Song The idol in the hearts of the soldiers has also become the primary enemy in Xia Jun's heart.

Bubazi climbed the wall and crossed the pass at an extremely fast speed. He climbed up from the bottom of the pass continuously, and rushed to the pass one after another without fear of death. Although the number of Song soldiers was small, they all clenched their teeth and guarded the pass It's not big, only so many people can stay there, and the stone stairs connecting the opening and closing are already full of people. Once someone dies in battle, someone will rush up to support it.

In this way, the two sides launched a brutal battle to guard the gate at this juncture of Jincheng. The screams of killing were endless, and no one side retreated in this battle, which lasted from the night of the same day to the early morning of the next day.

The sky gradually brightened, the clouds were still extremely thick, and the sun could not be seen, and the closed fight became much weaker as the number of people on both sides dropped sharply, and the Xixia army far away outside the pass finally showed his face.

Xu Zizhen's eyes were red, and there was no clean place on his face. His eyes were bloodshot, his lips were chapped, and his hands were trembling slightly. The whole night's fighting had exhausted almost all his strength, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

The gate was full of corpses, including Song Jun and Xia Jun. Meng Du and Wen Chengyan looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Jincheng Pass is about to fall!

At this moment, Xu Zizhen suddenly noticed that the Xixia army in the distance showed faint signs of retreating. He was stunned for a moment when someone shouted: "The Deshun army is here to help! The Deshun army is here to help!"

This is the sentinel who is in charge of watching at the critical moment. His voice is already hoarse, but his surprise can be heard. Xu Zizhen was overjoyed in a daze. The reinforcements came at the right time!

There is a plain outside Jincheng Pass, but there are two exits. The direction of the Deshun army is one of the openings. If the Xixia army does not prepare early, it will definitely be wrapped in dumplings. There will be heavy losses, but obviously at this time they are unwilling to have such a sacrifice, so the general of the army decisively chose to retreat.

The sound of gold ringing sounded in the distance, and the Bubazi on the critical moment immediately scrambled to turn down the critical moment. After a night of fierce fighting, they had already lost their fighting spirit and only hated themselves for not having two more legs. After leaving dozens of corpses behind, they finally withdrew clean.

Seeing the moment when he was finally safe, Xu Zizhen felt sore all over his body, and almost collapsed to the ground. He subconsciously raised his head to look in Li Meng's direction, and suddenly his whole body was shaken like a thunderbolt.

Li Meng was still sitting on the horse, surrounded by corpses, but his face was as pale as paper, and his body was on the verge of falling, as if he might fall down at any time. He held the gun in his right hand, and pressed his left hand tightly on his abdomen. There was a long gash from his left rib to his lower abdomen, and the blood fell from his fingers to the ground drop by drop, staining the ground with a large piece of dark red.

"Xiao Meng!" Xu Zizhen was about to burst into tears, and with a loud roar, he flew over.

Li Meng turned his head and grinned at him, and suddenly fell off his horse in a flash.