Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The golden general couldn't believe it. There were only about [-] Song people on the other side, and all of them sat on the horse lazily, neither lining up nor holding weapons, just gathered in twos and threes at the leader. The Song people are dozens of steps behind.

On the other hand, on my own side, there are five thousand Jurchen men with bright helmets and clean armor, and the military discipline is strict. Not to mention the huge difference in numbers, they are not in the same level just from the appearance, but the Song people on the opposite side are actually extremely arrogant Ask yourself whether you want to fight alone or in groups?

He asked himself whether it was the first time he had seen such an arrogant master in many years of fighting, he couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitched, his legs pushed him off his horse, he rushed towards Xu Zizhen, and shouted: "Wu Na Song dog, die quickly! "

Xu Zizhen just sat with his chest in his arms, neither drew his sword nor backed down, just nodded: "You choose the heads-up, right? That's fine."

The distance between the two was only a few tens of steps, and the Jin general swung his saber towards Xu Zizhen in no time.

Everyone on the top of the wall could see clearly, Zhang Xiaochun's expression tightened, but he still managed to hold back his emotions, but Gao Pujun turned pale with shock, ignoring the surprised eyes around him, he lay on the arrow stack and shouted anxiously: "Xu Zizhen, Hide away!"

Xu Zizhen seemed to have heard Gao Pujun's voice, and at this juncture, he turned his head and smiled at the city, but at this time the big knife was only a few feet away from his head.

It was too late to say it, but before Xu Zizhen turned his head back, he kicked his feet violently, and his body shot out from the horse's back like a sharp arrow, almost rubbing the golden general's blade. Has rushed to the front of the golden general.

The golden general was confident that the saber could split this arrogant Song man in half, but suddenly the saber lost its target, and he realized something was wrong with a thud in his heart, and was about to shake his wrist to withdraw the saber, but it was a pity that it was too late It was too late, and it seemed that a huge flying eagle flew in front of him, completely blocking his vision.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the air: "Get down, Lao Tzu!"

The golden general didn't understand what was going on, he felt that someone was grabbing the armor belt on his chest, and then a strong force came, and he pulled himself sideways and backwards with a clever angle of force, and he felt his eyes spinning , before he came back to his senses, he had fallen heavily into the dust.

boom!

There was a burst of dust on the ground, and the golden general was thrown to the ground by Xu Zizhen's flying body. Xu Zizhen's momentum combined with the gravity of his fall from the horse, threw him so that stars burst out in front of his eyes, and his helmet was tilted to one side. The big knife in his hand was also thrown far away, and the horse couldn't help but rushed into the Shenji camp.

Xu Zizhen was like a rambunctious ruffian in the street, with his sleeves rolled up high, he rode on the golden general, put his left hand around his neck, raised his fist with his right hand, and said with a sneer, "Do you know what is the best way to kill the prestige?" Is it? I tell you, that’s—slapping in the face!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his right fist was aimed at the golden general's nose and smashed down hard.

"what!"

The general Jin let out a cry of pain, blood burst out of his face, he stood up and wanted to push Xu Zizhen away, but how could Xu Zizhen let him resist so easily, his legs bent and firmly suppressed Jin Jiang's arms and his whole body were pressed between his chest and abdomen, so that he couldn't use any strength at all, and he punched him down again without saying a word.

Xu Zizhen had great strength, and the nose is the most vulnerable part of the face, but the golden general's nasal bone was completely broken after two punches, but Xu Zizhen was not willing to give up, and when he was dizzy from the beating, he also clenched his left hand and smashed it. He went down, only to hear a series of puff puffs, his two fists kept falling on the golden general's face like raindrops.

Those five thousand golden soldiers were stunned. None of them thought that the Song man would treat an enemy ten times his size as nothing, and beating their generals with bare hands in front of everyone in a grandiose manner. It is unknown who took the lead When they reacted, they yelled, which brought the others back to their senses immediately. Under the command of the deputy general of the vanguard army, they roared in unison and rushed towards Xu Zizhen.

Zhang Xiaochun and all the soldiers in the city did not expect that Xu Zizhen would respond to the enemy in such a way, and actually beat up their chief general with empty hands in front of the five thousand golden soldiers. All filled with excitement and excitement.

But when the five thousand golden soldiers rushed in like a tide, it seemed that the beautiful dream in their minds was instantly shattered, and everyone's complexions also turned pale in an instant.

This time Zhang Xiaochun couldn't hold back anymore, he shouted: "My dear brother, retreat quickly!"

He regretted it, regretted that he should not have obeyed Xu Zizhen's words, and let him go out of the city like this. No matter what, he should send 3000 more people out to protect him.

It's just that his voice couldn't be heard at all amidst the shouts for killing. Seeing that Xu Zizhen was about to be swallowed up by those thousands of cavalry, his face also changed from pale to bloodless pale, and Gao Pujun beside him also had the same expression , they seem to have seen Xu Zizhen being trampled into meat under the impact of the golden soldiers' iron hooves.

A casual voice suddenly sounded beside my ear: "Why are you panicking, where are you going?"

Zhang Xiaochun and Gao Pujun turned their heads together, but saw that Bu Fen was lazily leaning against the wall, the battle outside the city didn't seem to make him feel nervous at all.

There is Xin Chou beside Bu Fen. Although he is staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, there is no sign of nervousness on his face, and some are just excited. He doesn't seem to be aware of other people's reactions at all. He murmured to himself in a low voice: "Surround, surround! One eats a lot!"

Zhang Xiaochun and Gao Pujun were taken aback by their reaction, then turned their heads to look outside the city, and then couldn't help but stay there.

I saw that Xu Zizhen was still pounding the golden general's face with one punch after another, turning a blind eye to the surging golden soldiers not far away, but the Five Hundred Divine Machine Battalion behind him had dispersed in all directions at some point, their faces The laughter on the scene has dissipated, replaced by solemnity and serenity.

When those golden soldiers came back to their senses, they found that they seemed to have entered an encirclement. Although the number of people in this encirclement was too small, those Song people in shabby clothes gave them an illusion at this moment, as if this was not an encirclement. A simple formation, but like an open door to hell, the gleaming long knives in their hands seem to have spirituality, and they are unabashedly revealing their hunger and thirst.

Xu Zizhen suddenly stood up slowly from the ground, holding the dying golden general in his left hand, reaching out from his waist with his right hand, and pulled out a long and cold Tang knife, swung it forward violently, and uttered a word :"kill!"

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