A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Qin Zhen was pushing the cart, and then he heard the screams of men and horses.

He and countless soldiers turned around and saw bloody arrows shooting across the sky.

"Walk!"

The faster you go here, the easier it will be for the axemen.

The Cochins were charging wildly.

Those large vehicles are just ahead, and an infantry array of more than 500 people wants to stop us?

Many people were laughing, some even laughing wildly.

Then the laughter seemed to be pinched by the throat and all stopped.

The sword flashed, and the cavalry in front seemed to have hit a wall and fell to the ground one after another.

"That's a horse head!"

A horse's head flew in the air, and the war horse fell to the ground.

Countless war horses were beheaded and fell to the ground, among which Wang Ben's sword was the most brutal.

With just one knife, the Cochin man on horseback was cut off from the crotch.

The broadsword went down and cut the horse in two in front of the saddle.

Blood was spurting out, and the people of Cochin could not help but be stunned by the tragic scene in front of them.

"What's this?"

The light of the sword flickered, making people unable to help but put their hands in front of their eyes, not daring to look directly.

"It's the swordsman of the Song Army!"

A shrill voice came, and the Jiaozhi general swung his sword without hesitation.

The sergeant who told the origin of the Song Army was killed with a knife. The general roared: "Charge and kill!"

In front are the swordsmen and axemen of the Song Army, and behind are our own infantry. The more than 300 cavalry have no way to go. The only way to survive is to defeat the current Song Army.

With their swords raised high, the cavalrymen galloped their horses and charged forward.

The sound of horse hooves rumbled, and the advantage of cavalry over infantry lay in their impact and condescension.

Wang Ben raised his head, and the blood of humans and horses was flowing down on his faceplate.

A strand of thick blood stretched from his eyes and dripped slowly... Through this strand of horse blood, he saw a Cochin cavalry charging towards him.

Just when Wang Ben raised his sword, the Jiaozhi cavalry cunningly lifted the reins and showed off his riding skills.

The war horse stood up with a long neigh, its hooves soared into the air, and then stepped down heavily.

So what if you're wearing heavy armor?

How powerful is the stampede of the war horse, can you withstand it?

This is using war horses as weapons.

But he overestimated the height of himself and his horse.

The Jiaozhi war horse is already short, and he himself is even shorter. The combination of one man and one horse is even shorter than Wang Ben.

"Tiger!"

The sword struck down from a high position, and the horse's neck suddenly broke, causing the cavalryman to fall off the horse.

He lay on the ground in a daze, and then saw the sole of a shoe stepping down heavily.

Click!

Wang Ben stepped forward and shouted: "Come in!"

"Enter!"

The swordsmen and axemen all took a step forward. The cavalrymen who had just been stagnant because the cavalrymen in front were killed were immediately faced with their opponents.

"kill!"

The Cochin cavalry bravely wielded their swords.

Wang Ben didn't blink an eyelid and allowed the long knife to hit his shoulder.

The sword was slashing, and the Jiaozhi man on the horse was shocked by the thickness of Wang Ben's armor. He felt that he was falling down as soon as his body became light.

Did I fail?

He saw his lower body still hanging on the horse, and also saw Wang Ben.

What a tall Song Dynasty man!

"ah……"

Only then did he realize what he had experienced, and he screamed loudly.

The large convoy that was gradually going away heard the screams here. Qin Zhen, who was pushing the cart, turned around and saw a lot of swords and axes.

He raised the binoculars and saw blood in his sight.

The cavalrymen and their horses were beheaded together, and the horses and men were all screaming for a while.

The blood is flowing on the cold ground, gradually gathering together...

"Is this hell?"

The more than three hundred cavalrymen looked astonishing in power, but they only killed them in four rounds. The remaining ten cavalrymen looked at the pool of blood and the severed remains of horses and men. They did not dare to move forward, but turned around and ran away.

But the infantry behind them had already caught up, and the dozen or so cavalrymen had no way to avoid it, and finally collided with the infantry.

"Good man!"

At this moment, Qin Zhen wished he could take his place, standing at the front, brandishing his sword.

"The fleet is coming!"

Someone was cheering in front. Qin Zhen looked around and saw a sail faintly appearing upstream on the left front.

"Quick! Get the cart back!"

"The fleet is here, Commander, please tell the swordsmen to withdraw?"

Qin Zhen turned around and was about to ask someone to beat the drum to deliver the order, but all his words were blocked.

The Jiaochin infantry came like a tide, and the more than 500 people were like rocks, drowned in an instant.

No, not drowning.

The swords and axes were still standing, and then they were swung.

Blood filled the air, and the array remained motionless.

"Wang Ben!"

Qin Zhen's eyes were red.

"Military Lord!"

The fleet appeared.

Qin Zhen calmed down and said: "Li Changjie must be stationed in the west of the city now, but after the fleet leaves, the news will soon reach him. When the time comes, the army will attack... Hurry! Must be quick!"

He glanced at the fighting over there, turned around and shouted: "Quick!"

Everyone is pushing carts, and the speed of the large convoy can even catch up with people running.

The fleet was coming with the wind, and Chang Jianren on the bow had already put on his clothes. He looked at the big cars and couldn't help but exclaimed with joy: "This is a fat sheep, brothers, make a fortune!"

"Get rich!"

The sailors were all cheering.

Harassing someone is fun, but how can it be as fun as robbing the enemy?

With so many big cars, how nice would it be if they were all made of gold and silver?

"The front...the front is full of enemy troops, more than ten thousand people...no, there are our troops..."

The lookout's voice stopped suddenly, and just when Chang Jianren raised his head to look at the mast, he heard a scream.

"We have people who are swordsmen and axemen. They are... they actually intercepted the enemy!"

The tide flooded the reef, but the reef kept knocking back the tide.

"Tiger!"

Knives and axes chopped down.

The opponent in front of Wang Ben desperately raised his knife to block.

The broadsword fell, the long knife broke, and then slashed diagonally from the shoulder.

As blood spurted out, the swordsman beside Wang Ben suddenly trembled, and the long sword in his hand paused for a moment.

A long arrow accurately passed through the gap in the visor and penetrated into his eye.

He groaned and was about to swing his sword again when the Cochin man in front roared and charged forward.

Because they were short, the Cochin people raised their arms high, held their long swords flat, and then charged towards them with a roar.

The long knife pierced through the gap left for the eyes on the mask. The long arrow was there, and the long knife followed closely, but because the axe-hand avoided it, it hit the hard skull.

"ah……"

The huge pain caused the axehand to raise his head and exhale.

I am done!

Wang Ben next to him released the handle of the knife with his left hand and swung it. The Jiaozhi man dropped the knife and fell to the ground.

Wang Ben didn't even have time to ask about his men's injuries before he was killed by a Jiaozhi man.

He watched indifferently as his opponent came towards him, his body turned slightly, and the long knife struck him in the chest and abdomen.

The armor here is the thickest.

clang!

The long sword had no effect, and the Jiaozhi people were desperate, so they looked up at the tall Wang Ben.

With a height of 1.9 meters and a height of 1.5 meters, Wang Ben picked up the Cochin man with one hand and threw him away.

The front was thrown into chaos. The swordsman on the left pulled out the long arrow from his eyes, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Tiger!"

The Jiaozhi man in front had half of his waist cut off with a big sword slash, and he fell to the ground screaming.

Blood flowed down from his forehead, blocking the Axeman's sight.

"Tiger!"

He lost one eye, and the other eye was blurred by blood. He could only listen to Wang Ben's shouts and hacks beside him.

"Tiger!"

The broadsword slashed down, feeling resistance, and then slashed back.

He wielded the knife while nearly blind.

There was no way for him to retreat. More than 500 swordsmen and axemen blocked more than 10,000 infantry. Almost everyone was swinging their swords. If one fell, the array would be shortened.

"kill!"

He felt that the sword was getting heavier, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Bang!

Out of sight, a heavy weapon similar to a mace was thrown at him.

Unseen, he staggered in confusion, and immediately two Cochin men rushed over, leaped high and hugged him.

The short Cochin people hugged him like a child hugging an adult, but they desperately dug their fingers into his eyes.

"ah……"

The swordsman screamed, grabbing two Cochin men one in each hand, and slapped them hard on the ground.

He stood blankly, his vision filled with red.

The Cochin people discovered his situation and rushed towards him in ecstasy.

Someone lowered his head sinisterly and slashed his ankle with a long knife.

There is no protection there.

The Axeman screamed and knelt down on one knee.

"Tiger!"

The ecstatic Cochin people heard a roar, and then a broadsword came over to kill them.

Entering like a wall, both men and horses are shattered.

Every time he raised his sword, several people were killed...

The broadsword slashed across, and the two Jiaozhi men were cut in half.

"Someone is coming!"

Wang Ben moved closer to the left, and one person blocked the area that should have been defended by two people.

The axeman who was blind and had his ankle slashed was kneeling on the ground. Hearing these words in a daze, tears of blood fell down.

He groped with his hands on the ground and picked up a long knife.

"Back off!"

Someone was shouting, but Axeman refused. He knelt down on one knee, dragged one leg and followed, raising his head and shouting: "Axeman... there is no retreat as long as there is progress!"

"Enter!"

The swordsman never retreats, he never retreats when he advances!

This was Wang Ben's creed, so he shouted without hesitation.

"Enter!"

The sword and axemen all took a step forward and slashed with their swords and axes.

Amid the blood, the fleet behind them began to dock.

"How long can the Axeman continue?"

The first thing Chang Jianren did after getting off the ship was not to ask someone to pick up the large convoy, but to ask this question.

There are more than a thousand people in the large convoy, and they are already pushing the large cars at high speed, and they don't need any help.

The general next to him put down his telescope, UU Reading www.uｕkanshu.net with a look of horror in his eyes, "They are using their bodies to block the enemy army, the military lord, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold on for long."

"More than five hundred people...More than ten thousand people..."

Chang Jianren lowered his head and looked at his clothes.

Uh-huh!

He took off his clothes, leaving his skinny upper body naked in the cold wind.

He turned back and looked at the soldiers.

Everyone took off their clothes, with bright eyes and no fear.

"Bring gunpowder shells and gunpowder cans."

"yes."

The long knife was raised.

There are many long knives.

No turning back!