Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Under the sun, the four fields are boundless.

An arrow was inserted into the neck of a war horse and ran wildly.

"Bee Law ..."

The war horse stumbled and glanced back.

There is its owner there, which is where its attachment is.

Its owner was lying quietly on the grass at the moment, full of arrows.

"withdraw!"

A team of Song Jun scouted for a horse and fled, and more than a thousand Liao riders behind him chased with pride.

"Grab them, drag them to death with a horse, put them in a cloth bag and stamp them to death!"

The Liao Army pursued frantically.

In their view, this was a victory that was doomed.

The cavalry encountered a **** in the wild. It was almost that the tiger and wolf encountered cattle and horses in the wild, and a big meal was in front of them.

So they are arrogantly separated from the main force and chasing.

Song Jun in front was panicked, and even one person fell off, and was immediately flooded by arrow rain.

"The timid Song people, today someone is going to capture the Song general! Hahahaha!"

Song Jun lacked a battle horse, and it was generally considered to be more than a hundred horse riders. But yesterday evening, the Liao Army Rangers encountered more than a thousand Song Army cavalry, and suddenly felt that they had caught the treasure.

Thousands of cavalrymen were used as scouts, which represented the large size of the Song army behind.

This is not a one-of-a-kind pass. The Yanmen Pass that Wanfu Mokai opened. In the plains, the Liao Army was confident of killing Song Jun's footsteps.

"Discover Song Jun!"

When they were happily chased up, thousands of Song cavalry came from behind.

Liao will look back and shouted, "Go ahead and see."

Going to the front can always find a way to get rid of Song Jun.

But his expression gradually paled.

"Song Jun used his scout as a bait, and ambushed his soldiers around. After our army was rushed to the past, it was blocked behind ... Then the front ... God blessed, I hope that the front is not the big team Song Jun ..."

Liao general's prayer did not work.

"Discover Song Jun!"

The Liaojun in front of him suddenly screamed, the voice was sharp, with great fear.

Tens of thousands of people are boundless.

Right in front of the Liao Army, Song Jun, who had no boundaries, was silent.

The sword and axe hand in front is tall, and the Song in the front will be like a giant, especially eye-catching.

Countless people are silent.

Just in the middle, above a large car, the red coffin reflected the light in the sunlight.

A fat man sat beside the coffin.

Behind the fat man is a huge crossbow.

"Song Jun ..."

Liao Jun panicked.

Behind is the superior Songjun cavalry chasing and killing, and in front of them is a large formation composed of countless Songjun.

Right on the wings of the Song army, the cavalry is waiting for their attention. Once the order is given, they will rush to attack the Liao army.

The fat man suddenly roared.

"Crossbow Arrow ..."

Snapped!

Countless crossbows were raised.

"put……"

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Countless crossbow arrows took off, forming a huge black cloud.

"It's Song Jun's crossbow array!"

Liao Jun was screaming and avoiding.

Since the first appearance of the crossbow array, it has used great power to intimidate its opponents.

More than a thousand cavalrymen started running around under the envelope of crossbow arrows.

The crossbow arrows went down in an instant, and countless people screamed and fell down. Only a handful of them luckily escaped. They were running away in a panic.

Just a wave of covered crossbow arrows attacked, and Qian Qian Liaoqi in front went halfway.

"Strike!"

The cavalry on the left and right wings attacked, cooperating with the chasing soldiers in front, and surrounded the remaining Liaoqi in the middle.

Liao will run around and be blocked, and he shouts desperately: "Who set the trap ... who?"

One ride rushed out, and the two immediately followed to protect.

"who are you?"

Liao will know that he will not be spared today. He controls his emotions and looks at the people carefully.

"Hearing that you waited to capture the soldiers of our army and dragged them alive with the war horse?"

The coming person asked very lightly, and the sly man beside him was translating.

Liao Jiang laughed: "Yes, I put them in a bag and trampled him to death. What can you do? Some ... swear not to be humiliated ..."

In this era, the experience of being captured alive is more tragic than death, so everyone who has the courage will fight hard before.

After Liao was about to speak, he rushed over and killed him. At this moment, he just wanted to kill the Song.

The Song man did not draw his sword and said, "Some Shen An."

"Shen An?"

Liao will be startled, and immediately said with a smile: "Killing you, will Song Huang be sad? Hahahaha!"

"Sabi!"

Shen An coldly watched Liao Jiang rush over and said, "I want to live!"

"Lang Jun, please take care of him. He wants to die."

Huang Chun greeted him, and just as Liao General focused his attention on him, Yan Baoyu struck an arrow and hit the shoulder of Liao General.

When the long knife fell to the ground, Liao changed his complexion and used his left hand to grab an arrow.

"Want to die? Not so easy!"

Just as Liao was about to kill himself with an arrow, Huang Chun swung away with a knife and cut off his half hand.

Liao will stare blankly at his bare palms and suddenly shatter his heart and shout: "Your Majesty ..."

Huang Chun captured him with one hand.

"Your Majesty ... the minister is dying ..."

Liao will be thrown to the ground, and he weeps on his knees.

"Liao will be so weak?"

Han Qi put down the telescope and thought it was strange.

He asked himself, if he was captured, he would definitely maintain his integrity.

But this Liao general even cried.

The generals around him said: "Xiang Gong, Shen Xiangong has had few defeats since his battle, and he will build Beijing Guan every time he fights ... Liao people worship Buddha, and believe that Beijing Guan is a magical spell that can suppress people's soul ... Fear of death. "

"Liao Jun is afraid of this?"

Han Qi said in surprise: "The original two countries are fighting, is it more cruel than who?"

This is a cruel world. No one will give you justice, and your opponents will become more and more brutal, and to defeat them, only more brutal.

At this moment, Han Qi realized.

"In the beginning, Shen An built a view of Beijing, and there were still people in the middle of the country who put their beaks. At this moment, the old man understood that when he returned, he must definitely clean up the rot."

"Xiang Gong, look! Shen Xian Gong wants to kill the Liao general."

The generals were suddenly agitated.

It was not just them. The news gradually passed on, and the soldiers were very excited.

"Why is this?"

Han Qi really didn't understand, just in front, Shen An made the Liao general trapped with a bag. Liao general struggled frantically, even praying sadly ...

Han Qi didn't know what Shen An was going to do, but found that the people around him were short of breath, flushed, and excited.

"Xiang Gong, a while ago our army scout was captured by the Liao army, and they were dragged to death by the war horses ... Shen Xiangong is fighting for his teeth! He wants to avenge his brothers."

The soldiers were ecstatic, and when Liao was about to be completely wrapped in a bag, cheers came.

"Wan Sheng!"

A team of cavalry stood in the back, waiting for the order.

"Wan Sheng!"

The sword shield soldiers beat the shield rhythmically with the back of the knife.

Han Qi was shocked by this momentum and muttered: "Does the warrior have morale like this?"

When he was in the Northwest Army, he didn't understand this at all. He only knew about suppression.

Is it wrong to suppress blindly?

After many years, he encountered this problem again in the north.

He was somewhat enlightened and confused.

Over the years, Song Jun has struggled with the Liao Army. There are victories in small-scale operations, but that is of little use, because small-scale operations are just frictions, and large-scale battles that can determine the national games, the Song Dynasty have always been losers.

Morale is so little by little, and the suppression of the martial arts has caused the morale of Song Jun to be worse every day.

The brave soldiers during the period of the great ancestors and ancestors gradually grew older, and the newcomers performed worse and worse.

Han Qi used to think this was normal, but after seeing the ecstatic soldiers, he knew he was wrong.

It turns out that what the martial people need is respect, is it inspiration?

No, there will be reports.

There is no magnanimity on the battlefield, there is no reason to convince people, some are just killing.

The enemy is fierce, then we respond to them with more fierceness.

Shen An waved ahead, and the war horse began to accelerate.

The sack on the ground bulged high, and there seemed to be a monster creeping inside.

"Wan Sheng!"

Smoke and dust have appeared ahead, which is a sign of the arrival of a large enemy.

Scouts come back frantically, at this moment they do not need to give notice, just escape.

But the cavalry still focused on driving the horse, stepping on the sack.

The array is still yelling crazy.

"Wan Sheng!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

"Wan Sheng!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Sword and shield soldiers struck the shield with a long knife, making a neat sound, accompanied by Wan Sheng's cheering, which was particularly intimidating.

Han Qi only felt chills in his back, but he was not afraid but excited.

"So this is morale?"

The enemy army came to the nest, but Song Jun was not afraid, and even cheered.

When did the morale of Song Jun improve?

Han Qi asked himself never.

Shen An only used a trap to wipe out the Liao Army's rangers, and even inspired the morale by stepping on the death of the Liao generals.

There is morale to win.

"Young and awesome!"

Han Qi is gradually excited ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Wansheng! "

Shen Anzema walked in front of the battlefield, watching the approaching enemy riders, and shouted, "There is still a day to go to Baozhou!"

"bad!"

A general said: "Sang Gong, Shen Xian Gong shouldn't say it!"

Another general said sadly: "Yes! The officers and gentlemen will be afraid when they know the news."

Why are you afraid?

Over the course of a day, the Liao Army will use the cavalry's advantage to force the Song Army to make mistakes, just like a pack of wolves attacking continuously. However, if the response is wrong, they will attack the whole army and defeat the Song Army.

Han Qi just looked at the front.

Shen An shouted: "Who is afraid of the enemy who wants to defeat us on this road? Who is so afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

"Not afraid!"

Tens of thousands of people drank together, and the momentum was amazing.

"We are not afraid!" Han Qi smiled while holding the knife handle: "The old man didn't know Shen An's meaning at this moment ... If he died, he would come back to life. If this battle is a victory, these tens of thousands of people will be male soldiers. Artificial seeds, who is afraid of Song Song? Hahahaha! Not afraid! "

Shen An turned his horse and looked at the enemy riders who had begun to slow down. He said: "Han'er has never been afraid of any opponents. He did not before, not now, nor in the future. Ask Han Xiang, our army will attack forward!"

Someone quickly returned to the Chinese army.

"Xiang Gong, Shen Xian Gong asked for instructions ... The whole army attacked and advanced."

"Is that so?"

Han Qi sighed: "Haner fearless, good! Attack! The whole army attack!"

"He is not afraid, is the old man afraid?"

Han Qi drew his long knife and shouted, "Erlang, let the Liao people see Han'er's bravery! Attack!"

He patted the coffin, his expression excited.

Countless soldiers cheered and strode forward.

"Wan Sheng!"

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