Song Dynasty

Chapter 95

Chen Que, who was still tearful and depressed just now, returned to normal in an instant.

He ran all the way down from the watchtower that was shaking at the beginning: "Come with me, I can't control so many people, count as many people as there are, try to gather the rout army and prepare to meet the enemy. Send me an order, and the rioters will be killed. Don't be afraid of killing people, you'll die later anyway! Crossbowmen, crossbowmen are in position. If we stand here for a while, the former army Du Xiang will have one more chance to rally."

The other officers also came to their senses, followed Chen Cui and ran down the watchtower, and rushed to the trenches, fences, and deer villages in front of the village when they saw people.As long as someone is one step behind, the knife in his hand will be cut down mercilessly.The military situation is urgent, and it is not the time to care about the feelings of Pao Ze.

In an instant, blood and blood were everywhere.

Soon, groups of rebel troops were driven past by them. Even if the establishment had been disorganized, at least they could stop the enemy for a while, at least they couldn't let the Jurchens enter the camp smoothly.

Hundreds of pale-faced soldiers crowded out the fence, naked, with long spear stems propped on them.

The crossbowman also stretched his string hastily, put the feather arrows on the bow arm, and shot them out in a mess.

Chen Que was old, and Chen Zhongmin was in his prime. He had put on an iron armor and stood at the forefront of the team. As a forward, he was ready to meet the enemy's attack.

The red flag was flying, but the camp was still full of noise.

"I'm going to die." Chen Zhongmin felt miserable, "However, even if he dies, he still has to buy time for the former army. What kind of battles have our Western Army fought in the past few years? They all fled to Jiankang. So If we continue to escape, where can we escape? Our Western Army, our Great Song Dynasty has nowhere to retreat."

Coming out of shallow water, the Golden Army cavalry was faster.

In the fire, they can already be seen clearly.

There were about five hundred of them in total. They only wore a thin leather armor, and their horses had no armor. They were a team of light cavalry.

"Left and right kidnappers?" Chen Zhongmin's pupils shrank suddenly.

The so-called kidnappers are light cavalry with two wings.After fighting the Jin army for so many years, he naturally knows the enemy's tactics.

When the Jurchens are fighting in formation, they like to line up a line of heavily armored soldiers at the front and advance slowly.On both sides of their large formation, two teams of light cavalry were arranged to outflank from the two wings.Constantly harassing and attacking, until the Song Army's formation was disrupted, the Jin Army's heavy armored infantry had already bumped into it.

Next, what greeted the Song Army was an unmanageable defeat.

He is the most familiar with this light cavalry, and he has suffered enough.

If it was on weekdays, the enemy Chen Zhongmin would naturally have nothing to fear.At worst, if you hide in the camp and shoot indiscriminately with your bow and crossbow, the enemy cavalry will have nothing to gain and will leave on their own.

When a large army engages in battle, what is important is the coordination of various arms.Without the echo of heavy armored infantry, light cavalry cannot attack fortified positions.

But... But, we don't have many people here at all, and the camp is in chaos, how can we hold it.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhongmin was covered in cold sweat.

The crossbowman who hastily captured shot the arrows indiscriminately without waiting for the enemy to come into range.However, the rain of arrows clearly fell into the enemy group, but it seemed to be shot into a phantom.

The enemy was still charging fast, and the roar of horseshoes covered all the noise in the camp for an instant.

Could it be that the Jurchen barbarians are invulnerable monsters?

Sweat flowed from the foreheads of all Song soldiers at the same time.

"Da da" the bow of the divine arm sounded.

This is the heavy machine gun in the cold weapon war, which is the cavalry's nightmare.

The powerful feather arrows pierced the armor of the enemy, broke the bones, and pierced the brain and heart.

Finally, a cloud of dust rose up in front of the Golden Army's horse array, and one after another the horses neighed and fell to the ground hard.Under the action of huge inertia, the corpses of the centaur rolled forward.

In an instant, more than twenty Jurchen cavalry stopped breathing forever.The cavalry of the Golden Army lined up in four rows, and in a blink of an eye, the formation of the first row of stormtroopers became thinner.

But before the Song army cheered, the Jurchen second row of cavalry accelerated silently, passed the first row, and moved forward at high speed.

They have long seen the strength of Song people's crossbow arrows, and they know that as long as they slow down a little, they will become a living target for the enemy.

If you want to win this battle, you must not be afraid, and you must rush into the enemy's arrow array as soon as possible.

These fishing and hunting peoples who come from the white mountains and the black waters, drink the ice and lie on the snow, their hearts have long been frozen by the bone-chilling cold of the North, and they have turned into iron stones, fearless of the death of the enemy and themselves.

After the third round of the Divine Arm Bow, the enemy's third row of cavalry has already surpassed the two rows in front and rushed to the front.

Several rows of cavalry were changing formations during the high-speed charge, neat and orderly, showing excellent riding skills.

"Why is it still not chaotic, why is the enemy still not chaotic?" Chen Zhongmin opened his mouth wide, his mouth was so dry that he couldn't swallow any more saliva, and the hand holding the knife was also shaking violently.

At this time, Chen Que's steady voice came: "Pikemen, shieldmen, and axemen move forward, ready to fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the first Jurchen had already leaped across the ditch, and with a sweep of the big ax in his hand, he chopped down a row of fences in front of him.

He... how could he have such great strength.

More than a dozen arrows were shot at the same time, and the enemy who was shot into a hedgehog fell off his horse with a muffled sound, and fell directly into the ditch.A sharp wooden stake at the bottom of the ditch entered from his vest and exited from his chest, the bright red color was very frightening.

But he still didn't let out a scream, and his dying eyes were full of madness.

The second golden horse rushed over from this gap, swung its big stick, and several soldiers of the Song Army were swung away like scarecrows.

But at the same time, the enemy was stabbed off his horse by several spears.

The third cavalry continued to pounce, the fourth cavalry, the fifth cavalry... Thousands of horses rushed to the thunder, and the mountain torrents poured down the ground, which was unstoppable.

……

The situation is irreversible, and the Chinese army is finished.

Chen Que looked ahead sadly, the remnants of the army that had been gathered with great difficulty just now were scattered by the enemy in a flash.He couldn't remember how many times he had been stabbed on his body, just like the dying war horse lying on the ground, with huge and terrifying wounds all over his body.He panted heavily with his mouth wide open, but he couldn't take in a breath of air.

Life is passing fast.

Not far away, just as Chen Zhongmin stabbed an enemy cavalry off his horse, he was hit in the vest and fell to the ground, motionless.

The enemy general who wielded the stick jumped off his horse, stretched out his left hand and grabbed his son's hair, and slowly drew out the knife with his right hand, aiming it at the back of his neck.

Chen Que pulled up the last bit of strength and shouted sharply: "Zhong Min, Zhong Min!"

It's a pity that the son seemed to be so dizzy that he didn't know anything, even if he didn't speak or resist, he just sat there blankly, allowing the long knife in the enemy's hand to stab through his vest bit by bit.

"Pull out the speed, pull out the speed!" Jurchen cheered loudly.

The man pulled out the blood-stained knife with a "swoosh" and pointed at Chen Que with a cruel smile on his face.

"Zhong Min!" Chen Que yelled heartbreakingly.

Along the direction of the knife, another Jurchen suddenly took off the chain hammer hanging from his waist and swung it towards him.

When his eyes went dark, Chen Que heard the sound of his skull breaking.

……

dawn.

Jiankang stayed behind and the army barracks were broken.

The Jurchen's five hundred kidnappers landed smoothly, rushing towards the front army like a gust of wind.

On the vast Majiadu wilderness, there are soaring flames everywhere, and Song soldiers fleeing in panic are everywhere.

All Jianghuai defense led by Du Chong collapsed like a mountain.

(End of this chapter)