Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The huge former Xixia army is now disintegrated and fled in all directions. They have completely lost their fighting spirit. No one wants to fight Xu Zizhen and his [-] Shenji Battalion, even if the opponent's number is less than one-tenth of theirs.

Xu Zizhen is capable of killing, he has long forgotten about life and death, he knocked on the belly of the horse and chased after him, since he has killed, then he will have a good time.

The officers and soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were also red-eyed. Although Bu Fen remained calm, he couldn't help himself at this time. He glanced at Xu Zizhen, who looked like a madman, sighed, and followed closely. As for Oh Ye On the other hand, he was completely heartless, he only knew Xu Zizhen, and he would go wherever Xu Zizhen went.

The Xixia army took the road and fled. Xu Zizhen led his people to chase after them, harvesting their lives layer by layer. In the distance, Xiang Size looked gloomy. Today's battle has exceeded his expectations. The appearance of the machine battalion has completely turned the tide of the battle. Now the former army has no intention of fighting, and even the soldiers of the Chinese army have obvious panic.

The general is the courage of the soldiers. The general of an army was beheaded by Xu Zizhen under such heavy guards. This would be a fatal blow to the morale of the entire army. I'm afraid that even the Chinese army is about to flee.

He has sent people to suppress the disturbance in the back camp, and there is no sound for the time being, but the artillery is still roaring when it is turned off. The Xixia army all over the mountains and plains just became their perfect target. Hundreds of whirlwind cannons mounted on the backs of camels came back to fight back, but for the tall and thick Jinchengguan, this attack was of no use at all.

In just a short while, the Xixia army suffered heavy casualties, but the arrow had to be fired, the morale of the front army was lost, and it was impossible to fight again. With his 500 troops, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and he said word by word: "At all costs, destroy this Song army with me!"

No one paid any attention to the fleeing former army. In the eyes of Xiang Size, they were already useless, and they were useless except as bait. A column came and outflanked Xu Zizhen obliquely.

Xu Zizhen no longer remembered how many enemies he had killed, and the hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably. The explosion during this period of time made him exhausted, but he still persisted. Can't fall down.

The arrows on his back were all blocked by the leather armor made by Kou Qiaoyi, but his arms and legs were still unavoidable. The wound was numb and he couldn't feel any pain. He didn't bother to pull it out. If he died later It's easy, if you're lucky enough not to die, let's go back and talk about it.

Bu Fen was almost exhausted from the fight, panting heavily, "Brother, is it almost there?"

Xu Zizhen even chopped off the two of them, without turning his head, he said: "It's not time yet, hold on!"

Bu Fen's voice was a little deep: "But the brothers are about to lose it."

Xu Zizhen glanced back, and the five hundred soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were still following closely behind, but almost everyone was wounded to some extent, and there were even horses with empty saddles...

Death in battle is unavoidable in war. Xu Zizhen's heart sank, but he was very clear about the current situation, and the training division didn't say anything to him, but he knew that there must be a reason for the training division to let his mere 500 people fight. Moreover, the tens of thousands of Deshun Army and the defenders in Jincheng Pass were not seen at all. The entire pass was empty, and the song was actually an empty city plan.

How to fight more with less?Only a surprise attack!

Xu Zizhen looked around, the place where the torches couldn't reach was pitch black, and there was no ambush, but he firmly believed that there was an arrangement in the seed division, and he must wait until the surprise attack troops appeared, until the most appropriate moment.

The footsteps of the Shenji Camp stopped, and Xu Zizhen rode alone at the forefront. The former Xixia army had almost dispersed and fled, and it was meaningless to chase them now. It made them proud. 500 people killed nearly [-] of them. You have to run away with your head in your arms, this battle can definitely be written in the Lanzhou government annals.

A long black line appeared on the plain in the distance, and rushed over with billowing smoke and dust. Xu Zizhen let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, he calmed down. There are only two choices now, either retreat or wait. with.

The turmoil of the Western Xia army has subsided. I don't know who the disturbing troops are, and I don't know how they are doing now. Xu Zizhen has no time to think about it. He glanced at the exhausted soldiers of the Shenji Battalion behind him and smiled. Laughing: "Brothers, how about we bury together later?"

"It's done!"

"good idea!"

"Boss, who will bury us if we all die?"

To his surprise, no one showed any signs of depression or retreat at this time, and the horse thieves didn't take it seriously. The recruits have been baptized in this battle, and they have been reborn, and the previous panic and anxiety have long since been swept away. , everyone's face is only relaxed and indifferent.

The Xixia army was getting closer and closer, and the smoke and dust raised by the horseshoes covered the night sky. Xu Zizhen tore off a piece of his clothes, tightly wrapped the knife and his palms, and then threw away the helmet, revealing his short hair.

"Musketeers, come out!"

A hundred musketeers came out more and more, the ammunition was loaded, and the muzzles of their guns were neatly pointed at the aggressive Xixia army. Xu Zizhen sat on his horse, motionless as a mountain, quietly waiting for the enemy's arrival.

The Xixia army finally approached, turned off the artillery and stopped, Xu Zizhen breathed evenly, and relaxed his muscles. There were tens of thousands of troops in front of him, which was completely different from the tens of thousands of troops just now. He was almost out of breath.

Xiang Size obviously didn't intend to let him go, two groups of cavalry had circled along the mountain road and charged towards Xu Zizhen's two wings, Shenji Battalion was surrounded.

The musketeer's index finger was already on the trigger, and he was ready to fire the last shot at any time. Xu Zizhen narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed the tip of the knife obliquely at the ground, and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were silent, waiting for his order.

The drumstick in Wen Xian's hand also stopped, staring blankly at Xu Zizhen's back, Shui Liuli was standing by the crenel, her hands were tightly clenched, her nails had been pierced into her palms, but she didn't realize it.

Zhong Zhong fixed his eyes on the Xixia banner flying in the wind in front of the army, slowly raised his right hand, and finally lowered it heavily, shouting: "Command, go!"

call out!

A loud arrow shot straight into the sky with a sharp whistling sound, blasting a ball of sparks in the night sky.

In the darkness on both sides of the plain, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted, and the two groups of men and horses flew out without warning, and rushed straight towards the center of the Xixia army. At the same time, the suspension bridge of Jincheng Pass suddenly opened. Chou rushed out again with thousands of cavalry.

Xu Zizhen cheered up, turned around and laughed loudly: "I'm not afraid that no one will be buried this time, brothers, join in the fun!"