Not to mention the extremely visual impact of hundreds of horses charging at the same time, even if there are only ten horses running towards you face to face, most people will be scared out of their wits.

A few days ago, Brother Wanyan witnessed with his own eyes the sudden collapse of a Song army under the charge of the Liao cavalry. This caused a serious deviation in his evaluation of the Song army's combat effectiveness.

Because judging from the neatness of the army and the armor, the army in front of us seems to be far inferior to the Song army that was defeated earlier.

But this Song army is the Xin'an army.

Like the Guangrui Army and the Dingwu Army, it was an established force that had been active on the border between Song and Liao and had fought fiercely with the Liao people for many years.

Although the impact of the cavalry is extremely terrifying, in fact, as long as you can withstand this psychologically, it is just that.

No matter how well-trained and understanding a horse is, it is nothing more than a beast. When encountering danger or judging that there is danger, they will still subconsciously make evasive actions.

For example, it will turn suddenly, decelerate suddenly, etc. At this time, it is the time to deal a fierce blow to the enemy.

The locations chosen by Qin and Min's two battle camps are quite clever.

The wide road suddenly narrowed at this point. The spacious passage that was originally about a hundred paces suddenly shrank inward sharply to only twenty or thirty paces. This caused the enemy cavalry that had previously flooded over like a torrent to reach this point.

They can only be restrained into the form of a dozen riders charging side by side.

After a hundred steps, the Divine Arm Bow was already able to cause damage to the enemy, but the Xin'an Army remained motionless.

Eighty steps later, the enemy rushed into the obstacle area.

The performance of the Jurchens made all the Song troops go straight-eyed. Some of the hastily made horse-repelling frames were directly thrown away. The opponent was able to control the horses to avoid the stone obstacles built up within a few inches. This kind of equestrian skills

, breathtaking.

However, some arrangements still worked.

Those shallow temporary horse traps.

The unlucky horse stepped on the air, and the strong force caused the hoof to break and fall. The knight on the horse jumped up, and the knight passing by stretched out his hand, and it became a two-person ride.

The knight on the horse, at such a high speed, actually controlled the horse with only two legs, pulled the bow round with both hands, and fired arrows with the sound of whizzing.

The opponent was holding the enemy-defeating bow of the Song Army. This kind of bow was a powerful hard bow. Those who could easily pull it apart among the Song Army were all good soldiers, but all the Jurchens Qin Min saw in front of him were

To be able to draw the enemy's bow as long as the full moon is truly astounding.

The enemy's reactions and skills on the battlefield were enough to make Qin Min's heart tremble.

Damn it!

Jurchen!

No wonder people in the Liao Kingdom in the Northeast were troubled in their bedrooms.

Fifty steps later, accompanied by Qin Min's roar of shooting, a row of divine-armed archers suddenly stood up behind the big shield, and with a buzzing sound, more than a hundred crossbow arrows were shot out with a roar.

At fifty steps, they were faced with the barrage of fire from the arm bow, the sharp weapon of the Song Dynasty. No matter how good they were in armor, they could not stop it. The first few Jurchens fell to the ground with their horses, and their horses could still neigh a few times while lying on the ground.

He made a sound, bounced his legs and struggled for a while, but the person fell to the ground and made no sound.

But Qin Min was not satisfied with the results at all.

More than a hundred crossbow arrows only killed a dozen people. More Jurchens actually used horses and shields to escape the killing. At this moment, these people were walking as fast as flying, approaching the military formation.

And the opponent's shooting on the horse actually caused the loss of several people on our own side.

With a bang, the sword in the hand of a big man hit the large upright shield heavily. With a bang, the sword broke immediately, but at the same time, a crack was cut out of the large iron-covered shield. Several cracks were made.

A long spear poked out from the gap between the two shields and plunged into the guy's chest with a porridge sound.

Soldiers wearing armor are not afraid of being cut by a knife, but they are afraid of being stabbed by a gun.

If you were stabbed, it might not even be considered a minor injury, but if you were pierced by a spear, your life would basically be lost.

The big man screamed loudly, holding a spear in both hands, and leaned back. A Song soldier holding a spear in his hand was actually lifted up by him from the military formation. When everyone let go in surprise,

The Song soldier did not react, subconsciously still holding the spear in his hand.

The big man fell to the ground on his back with a loud bang, but the Song Jun was also pushed out by him and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he had already been chopped down by the swarming Jurchens.

On the ground.

"Son of a bitch!" Qin Min yelled after witnessing all this.

The bravery of the Jurchens is much more fierce than that of the Liao people.

In fact, over the years, border soldiers like Qin Min are no longer afraid of the Liao people. The confrontation between the two sides is half a pound versus eight ounces.

But Qin Min thought that these Jurchens would be difficult to deal with.

Now my only advantage is the advantage in weapons and geography.

"Collect the formation and suppress it with the divine arm and bow." Qin Min shouted: "No matter what, no one is allowed to leave the formation."

Qin Min finally saw clearly that once his subordinates left the formation and fell into hand-to-hand combat with their opponents, the chances of winning would be extremely slim.

After a round of attacks, the Song army did not retreat even a step, and its casualties far exceeded those of its opponents, which made Wanyan Bage a little annoyed.

The Song people in front of them were obviously much stronger than what they had seen a few days ago. What was even more annoying was that the hand soldiers on the hillsides on both sides were holding crossbows and were constantly shooting from the side. The casualties among their subordinates were quite high.

A lot of it comes from these pesky bugs.

After dividing two teams with dozens of people each to attack the hillsides on both sides, Wanyan Bage himself held a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, striding towards Qin Min's main formation.

He didn't ride a horse.

The Song people's crossbows were too powerful. His war horse was like life to him, and he didn't want to lose it like this. Even if he could withstand the crossbow arrows, the Song people were too insidious, and those small holes in the ground were...

It is impossible to guard against.

Qin Min stared intently at the opponent's small attacking group of four, feeling helpless for a moment.

Three people held shields to protect the front, rear, left, and right, and one held a shield to protect the top of their head. These Jurchens were like turtle shells, approaching the formation step by step.

The Jurchens are extremely confident in their ability to fight at close range, so they want to engage in close combat. But according to this model, hand-to-hand combat is inevitable.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Min picked up the knife stuck at his foot.

If you want to fight, then fight. Do you really think I am afraid of you?

"Brothers, prepare to fight for your life!" Qin Min shouted angrily.

Dozens of men shouted in unison and gathered around Qin Min with knives. They were all soldiers of the Qin family. They were all well-fed and well-paid. Of course, when they had to fight hard, they also

Gotta be the first one up.

Qin Min could not let these Jurchens break his formation, so he could only lead his men out to fight.

When several turtle shells were more than ten steps away from the Song army's formation, they suddenly dispersed with a shout and rushed towards the shield formation.

The spears in the formation also thrust forward at this time.

The crossbow arrows of the God's Arm Bow were still shooting to the rear at this time. They needed to block the opponent as much as possible and suppress the enemy's shooting. For the enemies that were close at hand, they could only leave it to their comrades to fight.

Wanyan Bage roared and swung his sword, and the spear that was stabbing him was cut off, and then hit the big shield. The sound of soldiers shouting came from behind the big shield, and the entire shield was knocked sideways.

A huge hole was exposed.

At this moment, Qin Min dodged out of the gap, and with a sharp whistling sound, Qin Min struck at Wanyan Bage.

Wanyan Bage, who has experienced many battles, only had to listen to the whistling sound of the sword to know that the person attacking him was no ordinary person. He raised the sword to meet him, and with a clang, the two swords intersected, and Wanyan Bage's hand

The knife was suddenly shattered and opened a big gap, and my legs collapsed and I almost sat on the ground.

"What a knife!" Brother Wanyan's eyes suddenly turned red. "I'm going to make a decision."

The opponent's sword cut a big hole in his own, but it was still unscathed. It was truly a rare sword.

Qin Min smiled evilly and said: "If you want my knife, fine, I'll give it to you!"

Holding the knife with both hands, sweeping and vertical slashes, all the moves are life-threatening techniques.

After several knives were connected, the knife in Wanyan Bage's hand could no longer hold up and broke into two pieces with a snap. If not for his reaction, the hand holding the knife would have been cut in two by Qin Min. Even so, the arm armor was also broken.

Qin Min swept away a piece.

Wanyan Bage, who had lost his weapon, waved his shield and struck Qin Min several times. Seeing that the shield was about to fall apart, he reluctantly shouted: "Retreat, retreat!"

Wanyan Bage, who ran away at a loss, really ran faster than a rabbit, but Qin Min did not pursue him. Instead, he turned around, intercepted and killed several nearby Jurchens, and then returned to the formation.

In front of the formation, the two armies fought hand to hand. Eight of Qin Min's soldiers died and five of the Jurchens died.

There is really a gap in the combat effectiveness of the two sides.

Looking at the eight soldiers who were carried to the military formation, Qin Min fell silent.

"That bitch Zhao Zheng, why don't you retreat? As long as he can get thousands of people to cross the river, I can wipe out these Jurchens!" Qin Min roared in his heart.

Zhao Zheng can't retreat now even if he wants to!

The Liao army under the command of Yelu Jun had already begun a fierce attack on the city. If they wanted to retreat at this time, they would think they were dying fast enough.

Once the opportunity passes, it will never come again.

Zhao Zheng originally had a chance to run away, even if he couldn't run away completely, but after the strong man cut off his wrist and left behind the broken troops, the main force could still retreat. But now, it was too late.

He can only comfort himself now.

The Liao people were not good at attacking cities.
To be continued...