Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

Hearing the sound of horseshoes in the distance, Wanyan Zongwang's expression changed immediately.

This time they were surrounded by the Song army. Wanyan Zongwang already knew that the Han people had mobilized countless troops to destroy them. Of the 100,000 troops he led, 40,000 of them were still on the other side, but the pontoon bridge was damaged, and his 40,000 might not be able to come over.

"It's very likely that it's Song Jun, let's be careful!" Wanyan Zongwang said.

The surrounding commanders and commanders all nodded.

"Now is the juncture of our life and death, everyone must move forward regardless of everything! A little hesitation, a little timid, you will surely die! My sons, follow me and charge forward!" Wanyan Zongwang said loudly.

The Jurchen soldiers around nodded their heads, with a firm light in their eyes.

At that moment Wanyan Zong wanted to ride his horse forward, he listened carefully to the voices on the other side, and led the soldiers towards the direction where the sound was the quietest.

The moonlight was originally very bright, but now a dark cloud blocked the moonlight, and the surrounding became dark.

Ten thousand Jurchen soldiers were galloping forward. At this moment, the sound of the bowstring vibrating sounded. Just ahead, in the quietest place, countless Song soldiers were pulling the bowstring and shooting arrows.

Suddenly, the sound of screams came, and in an instant, more than a thousand Jurchen soldiers fell from their horses.

"Damn it, there is Song Jun here!"

"Rush! Rush over! Kill all the Han Chinese!"

Wanyan Zongwang was desperate and angry at the same time, he had no other choice but to move on.

The sound of the second wave of bows and arrows sounded, and Wanyan Zongwang knocked down an arrow. At this moment, a scream suddenly came from beside him.

"Ah! Qi'er!" Wanyan Zongwang looked to the left, only to see that a Jurchen general beside him had fallen off his horse! Countless Jurchen cavalry rushed up behind him, and the Jurchen general had already been stepped on the ground, and it was impossible to rescue him now.

Wanyan Zongwang sat on the horse blankly, letting the horse drag him forward, while he kept looking backward.

It was his eldest son Wanyan Qi who just fell off his horse!

This Wanyan Qi fought with him since he was a child, and he valued him extremely, and regarded Wanyan Qi as his heir! When he got old, Wanyan Qi wanted to inherit his status, power, and army in the Kingdom of Jin, but he didn't expect to die under the cold arrow now!

"Han people, you and I will not live together!" Wanyan Zong looked up to the sky and screamed!

At this moment, Song Jun on the opposite side also rushed over!

The Song army on the opposite side is also all cavalry. Just now they were riding and shooting, but now the weapons in their hands have become long spears.

The Jurchens held scimitars in their hands. Some soldiers and horses of the Song army greeted them from the front, while the other soldiers and horses circled to the two wings and launched an attack from the two wings.

The number of Song Army cavalry is twice that of them, and it is the 20,000 cavalry led by Zhang Xian.

The front of the Jurchens was immediately blocked, and the Jurchens on the two wings charged towards the left and right.

Wanyan Zongwang was filled with grief and indignation at this moment, the soldiers around him surrounded him and moved forward, several Song soldiers rushed over, and the soldiers beside him went forward together, beheading these Song soldiers to the ground.

Then dozens of Song soldiers rushed forward, and the soldiers beside him moved forward again. There was a scuffle ahead. Wanyan Zongwang was about to go up to fight the Song army himself, but several ten thousand commanders and thousand commanders tried their best to lead him away from these Song troops. Go around and go forward.

There were Song soldiers rushing forward continuously, and every time Wanyan Zongwang's personal soldiers would go forward, and every time Wanyan Zongwang himself would lead a few thousand commanders and thousand commanders around to go around.

For the last time, hundreds of Song soldiers appeared in front of Wanyan Zongwang. At this time, there were only dozens of soldiers left beside Wanyan Zongwang. They also moved forward one after another!

"Second prince, get out of here! Wait until the future to avenge us!"

"Second prince, flee quickly!"

"Go! Go!"

Those commanders, commanders, and soldiers were all shouting.

Wanyan Zongwang felt his eyes were wet, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

A few Song soldiers in front were about to come over, and a captain Wan rushed towards here with a roar, blocking those Song soldiers.

Wanyan Zongwang finally escaped from danger.

Weeds were everywhere around, and in some places there were a lot of weeds. Wanyan Zongwang got off his horse, took off his outer clothes, and walked forward in the grass. He is the second prince of the Jurchen, Marshal of the Central Plains Jurchen, and the clothes he is wearing are naturally extremely luxurious. Now that he has taken off his clothes and is in the grass, most people will not notice him.

"Qi'er died at the hands of the Han people, and my Jurchen army of 100,000 will probably die at the hands of the Han people! No one can escape except me!" Wanyan Zongwang was so desperate that he couldn't help but stop. He fell down, lay on the ground and cried loudly.

He didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of being discovered by Song Jun, he just kept crying, and the ground was wet with his tears.

When the night wind blew, Wanyan Zongwang's body shivered for a while, and he finally stood up.

At this moment, his face was pale.

He pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed towards his neck.

There was already a blood mark on his neck, and at this moment, he stopped suddenly.

"No, I can't just die like this! Back then, Emperor Father led us to kill from the white mountains and black waters. We only had two thousand soldiers and horses that day. We did not have endless wealth and vast land. The courage of our Jurchens, we conquered thousands of miles of land, and we enslaved the Khitan and Han people at will! Although I am defeated now, our Dajin Kingdom is still far better than when we first raised our troops! Zhongshan Mansion and Zhending Mansion are still With our 80,000 troops, there are hundreds of thousands of troops in the north, we still have the grasslands in the north, the countless fertile soils in Liaodong, we also have many places such as Shangjing, Zhongjing, and Tokyo, and we also have the two emperors of the Song Dynasty. Hold it in your hand! With such strength, we still have the ability to fight back! I can't cry, I want to go back! Now that the Song army is powerful, after returning to Zhongshan Mansion, I will immediately lead the remaining troops north! Our Jurchens Leaving the Central Plains and the Sixteen States of Yanyun for now, I will take all of this back in the future!"

"My father, Wanyan Aguda, is a peerless hero, a peerless hero. As his son, how can I be discouraged? How can I be desperate?"

"I will never despair! I will keep fighting, I will defeat the Han people, I will let the Jurchens rise again! I will become a peerless hero, a peerless hero just like my father!"

Wanyan Zongwang raised his head and looked up at the sky. He clenched his fists tightly. If he was not in danger now, he would definitely look up to the sky and howl.

He stabilized his emotions, and strode forward in the grass with a sword in his hand, his eyes became firm again.

As the second son of Wanyan Aguda, the eldest son of Wanyan Aguda died young, and his status is no different from that of the eldest son. He fought east and west for nearly twenty years. From the very beginning, they had nothing, and the weapons they used were inferior weapons, far inferior to the Khitans. Until later they conquered the entire Liao Kingdom and occupied the entire Central Plains. After so many battles, Wanyan Zongwang was extremely determined. After crying, he quickly recovered.

It was getting dark, but he was still striding forward.

After walking for a while, a small bridge appeared ahead.

After seeing the small bridge, Wanyan Zongwang was overjoyed, and he walked towards the small bridge.

It was quiet around, no one was there.

Wanyan Zongwang passed over the small bridge, and he continued to move forward, but just after taking two steps, Wanyan Zongwang let out a scream! He is highly skilled in martial arts, and he is extremely strong among the Jurchens. However, after fighting all night yesterday, his internal energy was exhausted, and he also had a lot of wounds on his body! At this moment, he was startled but not flustered. He kicked one foot forward and hit the cave wall. He sprang up again, but at this moment, a huge fishing net came down from above, and Wanyan Zongwang thumped. fell into a big hole.

Then, there was a scream.

The fishing net was uncovered, and Wanyan Zongwang was seen lying in the hole, with a huge sharpened bamboo stuck in one of his thighs, and his hands were covered with blood. He raised his hand, only to see barbed wire on it.