Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

Jin Wushu kept fleeing towards the east, with thousands of personal soldiers following him.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, but he felt cold all over his body.

This battle was defeated so quickly, beyond his imagination!

On the one hand, he miscalculated. He thought that there were only 30,000 to 40,000 Han cavalry on the grasslands, but there were more than 40,000 Han cavalry coming from Mayu Mountain! The number of Han Chinese cavalry on the grassland has reached 80,000, which is an extremely huge force! Second, the strength of the Han people is beyond expectations! In just six years, the Han people and the original have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Jin Wushu still remembers when he was in Guanshan, when he attacked Tongguan and Chang'an, the Yao family army was vulnerable that day, and after chasing and killing Zhe Keqiu, Zhe Yanzhi and others, the Zhe family army was also vulnerable! At that time, the Yao family army and the Zhe family army were already the strongest troops in the Song Dynasty, but now the Han cavalry he encountered was more than ten times stronger than the Yao family army and the Zhe family army!

"In six years, what has happened to the Han people? How could they have grown so fast?" Jin Wushu muttered while riding on the horse.

Over the years, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Wushu and others have continuously sent news that the strength of the Han people has greatly increased. At that time, Jin Wushu didn't believe it at all! He feels that the Han people will always be so weak and vulnerable, and he feels that only the Han people are slightly stronger in their schemes. But now, he realized that he was very wrong.

The wind on the grassland blew, and Jin Wushu felt his whole body tremble.

"The 180,000 army was destroyed here like this? How can I explain to the emperor? How can I explain to the tribe? No, I can't just be willing to fail like this!" Jin Wushu gritted his teeth and said secretly.

The sky was getting dark gradually, Jin Wushu and his party fled so fast that they could no longer hear the shouts of killing from behind.

At this moment, they came to a high slope.

Jin Wushu stopped here.

"Fourth prince, why did we stop?" the commander of the soldiers asked.

"Go and gather the defeated soldiers immediately! We will continue to fight the Han people here!" Jin Wushu said.

The commander-in-chief nodded, and at that moment Jin Wushu's personal soldiers moved towards the surroundings one after another, leading the rout soldiers here.

The sky was getting darker and darker. At the beginning, there were still stars in the sky, but later the stars could not be seen, and the black clouds could be vaguely seen surging.

Gradually, the rout came to Jin Wushu's side, and Jin Wushu's face revealed a joyful expression.

An hour later, light rain began to fall in the sky, and the number of defeated soldiers gathered around Jin Wushu reached 40,000! Jin Wushu is overjoyed!

"Even if our 180,000 army fails for a while, it is impossible for all of them to die! After such a long time, even if 180,000 people stand there and let them hack and kill, they will not be able to kill many people! Come on, let's go along the road now." Go back the same way and rescue more routs!" Jin Wushu laughed loudly.

However, just as he finished speaking, the sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the north!

Different from the scattered horseshoes of the Jurchen and Khitan troops, the horseshoes from the north were unusually orderly. The grassland rumbled, and the ground seemed to be shaking!

"No, it's the Han people!" The Khitans in the rout shouted one after another, and these Khitans immediately continued to flee to the distance!

The Khitan people are like frightened birds, and they don't have much sense of belonging to the Kingdom of Jin, so they don't want to fight anymore. Hearing the sound of the Song army galloping, they had only one thought, and that was to run away!

"Damn it!" Jin Wushu was furious. He was about to order the Jurchens to fight the Han people opposite, but at this moment, some Jurchens also started to flee!

Only a small part of the Jurchen under him came from the Jurchen country, and most of them were wild Jurchen captured from the mountains! Those savage Jurchens are unruly and undisciplined! If the battlefield can win, they will naturally be the icing on the cake, but if they are defeated, they have no determination to stay and fight to the death!

The sound of the bowstring vibrating sounded again, countless arrows fell from the sky, and screams came from beside Jin Wushu!

"Fourth prince, let's get out of here quickly!" The guard beside him said.

Jin Wushu felt extremely resentful in his heart, but the number of Han Chinese cavalry on the opposite side was obviously extremely large, perhaps ten to twenty thousand, and his subordinates were fleeing one after another now, it was impossible to defeat the opponent.

At that moment, Jin Wushu continued to flee towards the east on his horse.

There were 20,000 to 30,000 rout soldiers following him, but just five miles away, another Han Chinese cavalry with thousands of people appeared, and a large number of rout soldiers fell down beside him!

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When it was midnight, the rain in the sky became heavier, the clothes on Jin Wushu's body were already wet, and the clothes of the guards beside him were also soaked naturally.

At this moment, Jin Wushu didn't know where he was, and the surroundings became quiet again.

"Come on, continue to gather the army!" Jin Wushu said, wiping the rain off his face.

The surrounding soldiers nodded.

At that moment, these personal soldiers moved in all directions again, and after about an hour, more than 20,000 defeated soldiers came to Jin Wushu's side.

"Fourth prince, we only have such a small number of people, do we still want to fight the Han people?" the soldiers asked.

"A decisive battle! Naturally, a decisive battle is coming! Our troops are far superior to them, this time we just fell into their tricks! Let's go back and gather all the defeated soldiers, and we can still defeat them! We Jurchens are The bravest and noblest race in the world, the Han people are by no means our opponents! The Han people are weak, incompetent, and vulnerable! They only have conspiracies and tricks!" Jin Wushu laughed.

At this moment, even Jin Wushu himself didn't believe the so-called "cowardly and incompetent", he just cheered up the defeated soldiers around him, and he also cheered up himself by the way.

The surrounding soldiers nodded.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes from the south!

Song Jun actually appeared in their south!

Moreover, the sound of horseshoes was faintly heard from the northeast, and there seemed to be someone approaching there!

These Jurchen and Khitan defeated soldiers stayed there all of a sudden, their faces changed drastically.

"Go! Follow the prince! Let's get out of here first!" Jin Wushu shouted.

He rushed towards the east with a thousand personal soldiers first, and countless rout soldiers followed them towards the east.

Soon Jin Wushu encountered Han Chinese cavalry from the south!

The sky was pitch black, and the grassland could not be seen. Even if there was a torch, it would have been wiped out by the rain at this time!

The Han people on the opposite side first shot arrows here, and when Jin Wushu led his soldiers rushed towards them, they went towards the two wings and continued to shoot with bows and arrows! They didn't even come into close contact with the Jurchens, but relied on their riding and archery skills to harass the Jurchens and Khitans to defeat them!

Then, the Han Chinese cavalry coming from the northeast also encountered the Jurchen and Khitan routs.

The Jurchen and Khitan troops were in chaos. Jin Wushu originally wanted to lead them to fight against the Song army, but those ordinary soldiers had long since lost their morale.

Jin Wushu was extremely angry, and he led his cavalry to flee again. In the heavy rain, he faintly heard a hearty voice from behind, "Yueheiyan flew high, Shan Yuye fled, trying to chase Qingqi away, heavy snow Full of bows and knives".

This is the second song of Tang poetry, describing the heroic scene of the Han cavalry chasing the Xiongnu Shanyu! At this moment, Song Jun is chasing the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin, and it matches this Tang poem!

Jin Wushu couldn't understand what this meant, so he called a soldier beside him and asked. After understanding the meaning of this poem, I was so angry that I wanted to vomit blood. It's just that he didn't dare to stop, so he could only continue to move forward.

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The sky gradually brightened, and the rain on the grassland also stopped.

At this moment, within a radius of a hundred miles, the Forbidden Army and the Huanqing Army are constantly chasing and killing the Jurchen and Khitan troops.

They take an army or a division as a unit, at least two or three thousand people, and they are constantly chasing on the grassland.

Whenever they encounter Jurchen and Khitan routs, they first shoot with bows and arrows, and then charge.

Within a hundred miles, blood flowed like a river.

This place has become a real Shura field. The Jurchen and Khitan armies have no morale and are just fleeing.

Occasionally, the Jurchen and Khitan armies will gather. Whenever this time, the Han army will also make changes. They will gather tens of thousands of troops from several armies to attack these assembled Jurchen and Khitan armies. The army was defeated again, and then continued to hunt.

The weather on the grassland is changeable, the sun has risen, and the weather in the morning becomes hot again.

The Jurchen and Khitan routs were all exhausted at the moment, and the horses under their feet could no longer move.

The soldiers of the Forbidden Army and the Huanqing Army were also extremely tired, but at the moment they were chasing and killing the enemy, their hearts were extremely excited. They are one man with two horses, they are constantly changing trains, and their horses are stronger than each other.

By the afternoon, there were not many rout soldiers left on the grassland.

Jin Wushu is constantly running towards the east, and he is constantly calling for rout troops, but every time the rout troops are assembled, the Han army will come again!

As the sun was setting, Jin Wushu stood on a high slope, with more than 5,000 routs following him.

Most of these five thousand defeated soldiers are pure Jurchens! Although those Khitans and wild Jurchens followed him along the way, they suffered heavy casualties after being ambushed several times, and few of them survived. In addition, pure Jurchen warriors have more horses, so they escape slightly faster.

Jin Wushu looked to the west, the setting sun was like blood, and the grassland was a mess! Countless rout soldiers were wounded and died on the grassland while running.

He knew that farther to the west, his army was being massacred, but he had no way of rescuing them!

He was very lucky to be able to escape by himself.

Jin Wushu's upper body was bare, and there were countless wounds on his body at this moment, there was a wound under his eyes, and his face was covered with dust.

"What face do I have to meet my people? What face do I have to see the emperor, Zong Han and Zong Wang? What's the point of me living in this world?" Jin Wushu raised his head to the sky and screamed, his face full of pain.

Since Dajin founded the country, there has never been such a big defeat. The 180,000 army was almost wiped out.

He drew out the scimitar at his waist, and wanted to slash at his own neck. The commander beside him had already noticed that there was something wrong with Jin Wushu's appearance, and he rushed over immediately!

With a crisp clang, the scimitar in Jin Wushu's hand was knocked down by the commander, who said, "Fourth prince! We just fell into the enemy's tricks! Our country of Jin is still very strong, and we can defeat all enemies." Han people, occupy all the territory of the Han people, turn all the Han people into our slaves! Why do you have to do this?"

Jin Wushu sighed for a long time, feeling extremely painful in his heart!

At this moment, the sound of the horn suddenly came from afar again!

Hearing the sound of the horn, Jin Wushu and the soldiers beside him looked into the distance.

The sound of the horn was not made by the Han cavalry, but by the Jurchen army.