(Braving the heavy rain, I ran to the Internet cafe to upload, and my trousers were all wet. It was so painful! I didn’t expect that writing was hard, and uploading was equally hard...)

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Phew! A burst of arrows as dense as a torrential rain fell down, and many of the volunteers were hit by arrows. Fortunately, thanks to their strong armor and thick armor, except for a few unlucky ones who were hit by arrows in the face, the rest of them had scary things stuck in their bodies.

The arrow has a long shaft, but there are no near misses, and it's basically fine.

The golden soldier didn't care about such a weak performance. He circled around and galloped back, firing another round of arrows at the direction where he had just struck. Although the killing effect was not much better than the previous round,

The volunteers were in a commotion, seeing that if there were a few more rounds like this, this "army" would collapse.

Yang Zhechong was anxious and angry: "Zhi Niang thief, it's this trick again. The Jin people like to use this tactic of kidnapping horses. They use mounted archery to repeatedly attack a certain point of our army, causing it to collapse, leading the army with one point, and finally destroying the whole army...

…In the past, our Western Army of the Song Dynasty was mostly defeated by these rogue tactics.”

Ah Shu laughed when he heard this: "This is a standard tactic that has been tried and tested by our Jurchen army. On the battlefield, as long as we can win, it has nothing to do with rogues."

Yang Zhechong was furious and was about to hit him with a gun, but was stopped by Di Lie: "He is right. There is no distinction between good and bad tactics. The one that can defeat the enemy is a good tactic. The Jurchens are better at horseback riding and are skilled in bowing and horsemanship. In this way

Our tactics can make full use of our strengths and attack our weaknesses...then what are our strengths?"

Di Lie frowned and looked at the fierce cavalry figures thirty feet away in the billowing smoke. These last dozens of cavalry are really difficult to deal with. Is there really nothing that can be done to these guys except for the police?

?What does it say in the game? Riding beats walking, bow beats riding!

Di Lie slapped his thigh, threw away the spear in his hand, and shouted back: "God's Arm Bow! Bring me the God's Arm Bow!"

Di Lie had previously handed over the only 20 divine arm bows to 20 soldiers who were good at shooting, but whether they lacked courage or were hindered by the chaotic crowd, they never appeared to fight against the cavalry.

On the front line. At this time, under Di Lie's order, divine arm bows and chisel arrows were passed around by countless hands.

Di Lie took one for himself, Yang Zhechong, Zuo Kai, A Shu, Zhi He and more than a dozen nominal people also divided the remaining divine arm bows, stepped their soles into the copper rings one after another, held their breath, raised their breath, stringed the bows, and then

Point the terrifying arrow like a spatula at the golden soldiers six or seventy steps away, looming in the mist.

"Fire!" Following Di Lie's command, more than a dozen chisel arrows were like wasps leaving the nest, making an unusual scream of arrows and disappearing into the billowing yellow dust. Then bursts of heart-rending screams were heard.

Screams and the cry of war horses.

The surviving Jin soldiers carried Huang Chen like the wind and fled away. The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing a bloody scene of broken limbs. This round of volleys caused the casualties of nearly ten Jin soldiers. Although some arrows were fired,

They only hit non-vital parts such as the hands and feet, but the damage area and strong penetration of these chisel arrows are so terrifying, almost equivalent to a small axe, not only cutting off the feet and hands, but also penetrating the horse's body. One

A person whose limbs have been cut off and who has lost a lot of blood is thrown off his horse and falls to the ground, or is even pinned down by a horse corpse. Basically, he is not far from death.

With the powerful range of the Divine Arm Bow and the ferocious penetration of the chisel arrows, the side surprise and attack on the unsuspecting cavalry could have been even greater. However, as the most powerful crossbow of the Song Army, not everyone can play it.

The crossbowmen in the Song Army are regularly issued horse-huang crossbows and jumping crossbows. Only "the first-class infantry crossbowmen can also learn the divine arm bow." There are specialties in stringing, arrowing, and launching the divine arm bow

Without a considerable degree of training, it is impossible to master and use it skillfully. Therefore, except for a few people such as Di Lie who can accurately hit the target, the rest of the volunteers shoot indiscriminately in one direction, and are lucky enough to encounter a few "dead ones".

"It's just a mouse". At least a quarter of the divine arm bows failed to fire at all, and one of the crossbows even had its teeth broken by the panicked citizens.

There were only about 20 Jin soldiers left. They were fired violently by Di Lie and others and suffered heavy losses. For a while, they did not dare to turn back.

Di Lie shouted at the top of his lungs at Fang Hong, who was leading two hundred cavalrymen running back: "I'll leave the rest of the turtles to you! Ten against one, if you can't win, get the hell out of here! I won't.

Collect waste!”

Fang Hong's face was as red as chicken blood. He suddenly opened the Mingguang Armor on his chest, threw away his helmet, and let the hunting morning wind stir up his furry chest. He waved a falling knife (shaped like a Mo Dao) with both hands.

), with his beard and hair taut, roared: "Brothers, charge me one more time, one last time! Those who survive are our brothers, Datou! Those who are dead, Datou kowtows to your bodies!"

The sign army cavalry all let out howls, and the hedgehogs gathered into a tight cavalry formation, and once again rushed towards the already very sparse Jin soldiers' front arrow formation - after all, they were Han'er from the Yan land, and they were fighting against the wolf as their totem.

Under the rule of the Khitans for more than a hundred years, a trace of wildness has penetrated into the blood of Han'er. They are very different from the so-called "southerners" who were wealthy and comfortable under the rule of the Song Dynasty, but whose fighting spirit has been drained. When there is a great disparity in power, perhaps they can still

I don't dare to resist, but I still have the courage to beat up a drowned dog.

Gu Xin let out a long sigh, what a pity, the success was in vain. If the enemy army failed to form a spear formation in time, he was confident that he would destroy it with more than thirty light cavalry; if he was not suddenly hit by the divine arm bow, another one would have been defeated.

Two rounds of arrow rain will definitely defeat the enemy's rear formation, and then drive the broken troops to attack the enemy's spear formation. The formation will collapse without attacking. Once the main formation is broken, the enemy cavalry will not dare to fight again. In this way

, can stage the final big comeback.

This staggering achievement of defeating thousands of armies with dozens of cavalry was performed countless times during the two campaigns of the Jin Army to the south of the Song Dynasty. The defeated Song armies included the elite Western Army and the Song Emperor's imperial army.

Troops from various state capitals...

It's a pity that all this was ruined by the leader of this improvised and motley army.

When Gu Xin passed by the spear formation, he glanced at the man. With just one glance, he was sure that this man was definitely not someone who could be conquered by force or will. This was a male lion!

A group of sheep led by a lion can really fight against a group of wolves.

Guxin knew that he had no chance to make a comeback. He shook his sore arms and turned a blind eye to the wound on his left elbow that was punctured by the cavalry of the signing army. The blood flowed for a long time. Guxin put back his bow and drew his sword, looking back and panting.

, more than twenty last Jurchen warriors stained with blood, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The eagle in the sky will not be kicked to death by a rabbit, it will only fall from the sky due to exhaustion; the wild wolf on the grassland

It will not be bitten to death by the sheep, it will only die of hunger and exhaustion. Warriors of Aguda, are you willing to defend your last glory and let those southerners who are like rabbits and sheep cower and tremble?"

"Ho ho! Ho ho!" The momentum of the more than twenty Jurchens was far greater than that of the more than a thousand righteous people.

"Kill!" Using Guxin as an arrow, more than twenty Jurchen cavalrymen, urging their exhausted horses, rushed without hesitation into the cavalry that was ten times their size, and were immediately overwhelmed by the frenzied army...

"We won!" Zuo Kai sat down on the ground and let out a long breath. The long night of fighting was finally over.

Yang Zhechong also slowly put down the spear in his hand, and broke into a cold sweat: "Fortunately, the enemy only has one Pu Chaan, if there is a conspiracy..."

Di Lie threw the spear in his hand and shook his head helplessly: "If the enemy has a plan to defeat us, we will still win in the end. However, this newly formed army collapsed..."

Ah Shu suddenly shouted: "No, Gu Xin ran away!"

Everyone was shocked and looked around, only to see a horse riding out of the smoke and dust and rushing away.

Due to the long distance, the smoke, and the man's body covered in blood, his helmet dropped, his hair flying, and his appearance in a miserable state, no one could recognize him for a moment. However, as a former bodyguard of Guxin,

, Ah Shu was far more familiar with this Meng An Bo Jin than anyone else. He said that this person was Gu Xin, and the tenth person was Gu Xin.

Almost at the moment Ah Shu shouted, Di Lie ran out like a gust of wind, jumped on his horse, and galloped away.

Fang Hong led the remaining one hundred and eighty cavalry back - yes, it was the charge just now, and he killed more than twenty of his men. He saw a horse in the distance that was about to turn into two small black dots.

The two cavalrymen who were chasing after him were a little angry and yelled at Yang Zhechong who was sitting on the ground and resting: "You bastard, how could you let His Highness personally be in danger! That Guxin is extremely brave and has killed five of my people.

Although you are at the end of your fight, don't you know that the injured wolf is the most dangerous?"

Yang Zhechong said lazily: "You have seen His Highness's ability... But I want to tell you, he is stronger than you think. A mere Guxin with only half a life left... Hehe, I think now

The person is not far away from being given the head!"

Yang Zhechong's guess was indeed good. At this time, Guxin escaped to the Huan River in time, jumped on a hidden boat, and rowed across the river while rushing up the hill just now. It was nearly a hundred meters away from the river bank.

Di Lie, who was a few steps away, pointed his halberd and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! I am a Jurchen Goshawk, and I will never die in the hands of a southerner like a rabbit. The nearest ship here is one mile downstream, and you can

Go find it slowly. If you are brave enough, Guxin will be waiting for you in Xiangzhou City ten miles away, and come with your flock of sheep! Hahaha..."

"Sure enough, it's just a fly, so noisy." Di Lie pursed his lips, opened the gun box coldly, assembled the sniper rifle calmly and smoothly, and pushed a long sniper bullet into the chamber with a casing.

Then he raised his gun, aimed accurately, and put that crazy and ferocious disheveled head into the dense front sight...

Just when Di Lie was about to pull the trigger, a sudden change occurred in the scope——

The river burst open, and a figure soared out of the water. A life-threatening punch struck Guxin's big-haired face as he looked back in shock.

Even though he was far away, Di Lie seemed to be able to hear the cracking sound of facial bones. From the scope, he could clearly see that Gu Xin's face felt as if he had been hit hard by a big hammer, and his nose bones were broken.

Broken teeth flew around, lips were torn, and half of the face was dented. The sudden rise in intracranial pressure pushed one eye out of the socket, leaving only a trace of fascia connected to it, hanging tremblingly by the cheek...

...That look is as terrifying as it gets.

With a loud bang, the "Goshawk" among the Jurchens, the chief general of the Jin army's first march back north, finally fell on a lonely boat, twitching constantly, and gradually became silent...

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Chapter completed!