Song Dynasty

Chapter 97
This sudden scene also made Yue Yun startled, after bringing down Yelv Ma Wu, he turned his head abruptly.

I saw that Wu Xianxian's hands were muddy, each holding a handful of stones in them, and was throwing them forward like crazy.While throwing it, he cried loudly: "Give me back Brother Wu Tuo, give me back Brother Wu Tuo!"

It is useless to hit the enemy's armor with a stone, but just now, one hit Yelv Ma Wu's eye, which made Yue Yun win this round.

It also allowed Sizhou to win the battle.

The Liao people had completely collapsed, and Yelv Mawu, who fell down, was grabbed by his feet and dragged back by several guards, then put it on his back, and ran towards the boat.

Lu Can's crossbowmen started shooting again. Even though the soldiers were exhausted, they still tried their best to step on them, raining arrows on the enemy's head.

At the same time, torches were continuously thrown onto the ships like raindrops, and in a short while, one enemy ship after another was burning with flames.

……

"Let go of me, let me go, kill back!" Yeluma couldn't help but spit out blood from five mouthfuls, he had already been lifted onto the deck by the guards, struggling with all his might.

The flames on the deck were soaring into the sky, and a thick puff of smoke rolled in, making the hair of the soldiers around them creak.

It was commonplace for a veteran like him to be wounded and vomit blood on the battlefield, but with this movement, he felt an irresistible sense of weakness.

Physical strength is completely overdrawn.

"This boat is already on board, hurry up, take the capital prison over there." Someone coughed and shouted.

Yelvma Wu's head was still dizzy, his waist was in severe pain, and the scenery around him couldn't stop spinning.I don't know how long it took before he regained consciousness.I felt a sudden movement under my body, and then the soldiers cheered with tears of joy: "I escaped, I escaped!"

He opened his heavy eyelids and looked intently, only to find that the boat he was on had been rowed into the river, and it was getting farther and farther away from the Majiadu Ferry.

Over there, there were still a dozen boats on the ferry that hadn't had time to run, and they were burning fiercely, and the flames rose for at least forty feet.

Yelv Mawu's tears welled up, he couldn't stop vomiting blood, and cried sadly: "So many people have died, how should I explain to Brother Paozhe's family, how should I explain to Wushu!"

In this battle, out of the thousand Khitan elites he brought across the river, there were only four hundred or so left, and the Khitan signing army in his hand could only be used as the main force of five thousand, so reducing the number of personnel by [-]% all of a sudden, it can be said to be exhausting.

Daliao has been destroying the country for many years. In the past, those elite warriors who dared to fight died one by one. How can they bear such a loss today?

……

There are fire boats in front of my eyes, and the strong smell of scorched human flesh swells with the river wind.The human blood on the water surface was torn into strands under the scouring of the river, floating and rippling.

Wang Shen drew his bow and shot the last Khitan floating on the water to death.

Won, totally won.

In the light of the fire, all the soldiers of the Sizhou Army rushed towards Wang Shen, shouting at the same time: "Wang Junshi, Wang Junshi!"

More than a month ago, most of them were just the children of ordinary farmers, who were driven by the Tartars to flee everywhere, their homes were destroyed, and all blood relatives in the clan died under the enemy's butcher's knife.

It's not that they haven't thought about revenge and blood hatred, but one person's power is limited after all.Moreover, how can a hand that is used to holding a hoe be able to hold a knife and gun?
It was Wang Daosi who told us that the Tartars are not terrible, they are human beings, and they can bleed and die.

I, a man of the Han family, can't lose to the barbarians in the north no matter in terms of strength or courage.What we lack is nothing but organization, unity.

It was Wang Daosi who picked us out one by one and said to us loudly: "Come with me, I will teach you how to fight, and I will take you back to fight back and regain the fallen homeland!"

He is the one who gave us hope.

At this moment, everyone was trembling all over, blushing and shouting the name of their commander.

Wang Shen held the reins tightly, raised his head suddenly, and shouted loudly: "My Han family man is invincible, my Sizhou army—"

There was a loud response, and the mountain shouted and tsunami: "No. [-] in the world!"

……

Yes, such a master of tigers really deserves to be number one in the world.

Wang Shen looked around, from the hillside at Yuanchu to the pier, there were human bodies everywhere in the mud.

The dead were lying on the ground, the wounded were panting with their mouths wide open, and some were convulsing and rolling on the ground.

Here and there were broken spears, nicked and useless broadswords, broken shields.

On the ground, the corpses were full of knives and arrows. When the wind blew, the white tail feathers on the arrow shafts fluttered slightly.

The day dawned dimly, and the camp in the Song Dynasty was still in chaos, with fires and smoke everywhere, and the living people were covered in mud, blood and sweat, and the morning light outlined tough lines on their faces.

Soak in clear water three times, bathe in blood water three times, boil in alkaline water three times, we are the real men, we are the invincible force.

The snow was still falling crazily, and it had turned red in the light of the fire.

The great river is rushing, day and night.

so magnificent.

How many times have you experienced such a cruel bloody battle in this troubled world?

I want to end this.

Use cadres to help the world, and hold me and the destiny of our nation firmly in my hands.

He jumped off the horse and patted Wu Xianxian who was crying loudly: "Soldier, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Xianxian's face was full of vertical and horizontal tears, and it was full of red: "My brother, my brother is going to die!"

Wu Tuo was lying in his arms with the spear stuck in his back.

"Bring him and all the injured robes, let's go back to the former army camp and restore the order of the left-behind division!"

……

The sky is fully open, and the long night is finally over.

The soldiers of the Sizhou Army reorganized their troops, packed up their weapons and armor, and staggered in the wilderness with their backs and wounded.Everyone was so tired that they were stumbling around, but in retrospect, they didn't know how to get through this bloody battle.

Several times, the army was about to collapse, but as long as they gritted their teeth, they could survive.

An iron army that dared to challenge any powerful enemy in the world was finally forged. Wang Shen felt that the power in his hands had never been so strong, and he was full of confidence in the future.

As for the left-behind Si Song army who were still in disintegration, he was full of contempt.

Du Chong, Western Army, Great Song Forbidden Army, you can't do it, let Wang come.

I don't believe that I can't prop up the sky that is about to capsize, defeat Yelvma Wu's crossing troops, and burn their warships, making it impossible for Jurchen to cross the river.

His mother, this Jiankang, this Jinling Stone City, this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, I have guarded it.

Not bragging, Lao Tzu and Brother Pao Ze of Lao Tzu are——

No. [-] in the world!

……

Groups of Song soldiers continued to break up, shouting in panic as they ran.Seeing the Sizhou army, they subconsciously avoided it.

"These useless things, judging from the direction they came from, they should be the Chen Cui Department of the Chinese Army. It's already dawn, and they are still in chaos." Du Shu spit towards the west with a relaxed face; "I will see Uncle later , in addition to showing merit for Daosi, you have to scold Chen Cui. The surname Chen is also an old man of the Western Army, and he who has fought old battles, why can't he restrain the army?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" All the Weizhou officials nodded.

They were a group of civil servants who had been paralyzed by fright at the beginning of the battle. At this moment, they finally regained their spirits, shouting loudly, laughing, and looking like they were pointing the country and encouraging their words.

People are not born cowardly. Courage comes from seeing many casualties.

At this moment, they really look like qualified soldiers.

Wang Shen smiled, and said to Du Shu: "Appointment, our army has paid a big price for this great victory. I have to ask you to do more mediation for the matters above. You can't let the sacrificed brother Paze, and we can't let you down." blood is worthless."

Du Shu said sternly: "Of course, such a great achievement, how can we not reward it, don't worry, uncle will let me talk about it. Whoever dares to swallow our credit, that is to blame Du. Eh, why..."

Before the words were finished, the sound of horseshoes from the west was overwhelming, and the whole field was slightly undulating under the beating of the iron hooves.

The horse under Wang Shen raised its front hooves high and let out a long neigh.

The bodies of the surrounding soldiers shook at the same time, as if they were drunk.

Wang Shen hastily pulled back his horse and looked up.

Immediately, it was as if someone had punched his ears hard, and a long sound came out in his mind: "Om—"

I saw a row of cavalry wielding weapons appearing on the horizon in the distance, chasing and massacring the defeated Song army in an orderly manner.

After one row, another row appeared.

Then came the third row, and then the fourth row.

Flags are flying, swords are shining brightly, and long conch horns echo in the field.

The cavalrymen all wore iron helmets with ermine hats underneath, and their shaggy furs trailed behind their heads, which made them look like hyenas chasing prey in the African wilderness.

It's Jurchen!
A true Jurchen fine ride!
A cold feeling rises from the feet and spreads to the brain along the spine.

There are too many, at least five hundred cavalry.

Five hundred cavalry is just a small number in the eyes of modern people who have not experienced cold weapon wars and have no concept of war.In the history books, tens of thousands of people were often mobilized in ancient China's wars.However, you will only know it after traveling to ancient times and experiencing a few battles.The so-called tens of 10 people lined up in the field to fight, but the real contact point between the enemy and us was only those thousands of people.

In the Song Dynasty, which lacked horses and had no cavalry, five hundred cavalry could already determine the outcome of this decisive battle.

The cavalry is the motorized fast assault force of this era, the armored army.

In real history, in this battle, Wushu only crossed the Yangtze River with a thousand Jurchen infantry, completely defeated the tens of thousands of troops left behind, and successfully captured Jiankang.This shows how powerful the Jurchens of this era are, not to mention that Wang Shen is now facing the enemy's cavalry group charging.

"Obviously... I have already repelled Yelu Mawu, and I have already grasped the ferry. Where did the Tartars cross the river, and where did they get so many big boats?"

"Impossible, impossible, impossible!"

History...has history changed?
God, are you trying to play Wang Shen to death?
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