No matter how noisy there is in the world, heaven and earth always move peacefully according to the rules they have always had.

The moon sank below the top of the mountain. After a short period of darkness, the sky gradually became brighter. Then, a red sun revealed a small half of its red face from behind the top of the mountain.

The scenery here in Gouyi is even more colorful.

Blood spread for miles, and the earth turned red.

Beside the road, damaged flags, dead mounts, and soldiers with missing heads can be seen everywhere.

Brother Wanyan stared at Qin Min not far away with red eyes.

Qin Min, holding a big sword in his hand, was staring at him with his eyes wide open.

The two of them were like two blood-devouring beasts. At this moment, they both wanted to tear each other alive into pieces to be satisfied.

In that battle at dawn, Wanyan Bago himself had the upper hand.

Speaking of which, Qin Min still underestimated these Jurchens. Like the Liao people, he also regarded the Jurchens as barbarians and did not think that their minds were very bright.

But in fact, Wanyan Bage is a very intelligent person.

Or maybe when he first came out of his ancestral land, he didn't have much knowledge.

But after several years of following people like Yeluzhen, how could he still be exactly the same as when he was growing up in the mountains and forests of his ancestral land and drinking blood?

After all, a person's knowledge is closely related to his environment.

Even an extremely ordinary person, if he lives in a high-end circle, will know more than those smart people who live in a lower-level circle.

Qin Min despised him, so he suffered a loss.

Brother Wanyan discovered Qin Min's retreat immediately, but Qin Min did not make effective arrangements for the retreat.

That wall of fire cannot stop an organized army.

Initially, Qin Min suffered heavy losses.

During the retreat, they were pursued by the Jurchen tribe. Only those who have personally experienced it will understand the horror here.

However, there were many brave men among the Song army who dared to sacrifice themselves to fight for a chance of survival for the main force.

They may not have this idea in their minds, but they actually do it.

Perhaps, at the moment they died in battle, they only had the simplest thought in their minds: I am going to save my brother!

Chen Mazi, Wang Huozui.

They are just two of the most ordinary low-level officers in the Xin'an Army. They can't even read a few words, let alone write beautiful articles, and they can't say anything righteous. But when they found that the main force was in a great crisis, the two

A small team that could have escaped turned around without hesitation.

They launched a desperate attack on Wanyan Bago from both wings.

Brother Wanyan did not expect that the two teams that had escaped would actually appear on the battlefield again, and they would appear on his most vulnerable wings.

The powerful divine arm bows in the hands of these Song people caused Wanyan Bago to suffer heavy casualties once again.

Chen Mazi is dead.

Wang Huozui also died.

The team led by the two of them were all killed in the battle.

But the price Wanyan Bago paid also made him heartbroken.

Of the thousand warriors of the Wanyan tribe, there are still four hundred scarred people left.

Opposite him, the Song Army general whose name I had never heard of had more than two hundred men under his command.

They have no way out.

No, there is another way, which is a floating bridge.

Thick hemp ropes hang on both sides of the river. In the middle of the river, there are several logs more than a foot thick that stick straight into the water. Together with the thick hemp ropes, the pontoon bridge is fixed. Cars cannot be driven on the bridge, but pedestrians, mules and horses can be used on the bridge.

"I'll stop while others get on the bridge!" Qin Min shouted.

On the other side of the bridge, there will actually be more enemies, but right now, there is still not one in sight. If we get rid of these vicious enemies, we might be able to find a way out on the other side.

When the rear team started to go up the bridge, Brother Wanyan roared and rushed up.

The shooting of the Divine Arm Bow has become sparse.

After a long battle, they no longer had many divine arm bows or arrows.

On the tidal flat, the mud gave Qin Min his final help.

When several of the war horses in front were stuck in the mud and unable to move and were shot to death by the Song army, Wanyan Bage jumped off the horses and led his men into an infantry battle with Qin Min.

He had to kill the Song army completely before he could vent his anger. He never thought that he would suffer so many casualties when both sides were equal in number.

Such a thing never happened even when we first faced the Liao people.

There were numerous corpses on the tidal flat, and the muddy muddy water was dyed red.

When they retreated to the pontoon bridge, the Song army had less than a hundred people.

And Brother Wanyan also followed them closely onto the pontoon.

In face-to-face combat, the Song army was indeed no match for these Jurchens.

Fortunately, now they are on the pontoon bridge, and the pontoon bridge is not wide. When the three of them stand side by side, there is no gap.

After the Song army was defeated, it was Qin Min and his soldiers, or in other words, the soldiers of the Qin family.

Unlike Xiao Ding who trained the entire Guangrui Army as personal soldiers, Qin Kuan, who did not have the financial resources, could only select the most capable people from the Guangxin Army as personal soldiers.

These people receive high military pay, are well equipped with armor, and their families can receive the best arrangements. In a certain aspect, they are almost the servants of the Qin family.

Of course, if they enjoy and gain things in peacetime, they have to stand in front during battles. When the Qin family is facing life and death, they have to fight hard, because if the Qin family falls, they are also finished.

There were less than thirty soldiers left around Qin Min, and these people were all at the back.

If one dies, the next one will be replaced.

Qin Min, on the other hand, has been dragged behind by these soldiers.

"You are about to leave quickly!"

For these soldiers, as long as Qin Min can escape, even if they die in battle, their family members can still enjoy the best treatment. This has been done countless times during the years they have followed the Qin family.

verify.

They can die, but the Qin family cannot fall.

Qin Min is not pretentious, this is the rule of this world. If she can still go back alive, she will naturally treat these people's relatives well.

He took the remaining people and ran quickly towards the other side.

When they reached the middle of the bridge, Qin Min's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because opposite him, a dark cavalry team appeared.

A large number of Liao troops appeared on the other side of the Juma River.

Guiyi City is finished.

Qin Min really didn't expect that Guiyi City would collapse after only guarding it for one day and one night.

All the Song troops trapped on the bridge were desperate.

Brother Wanyan laughed loudly, and now he was like a wind box chasing a mouse, and the other party really became the turtle among them.

"Qin Min, I'm going to skin you and use your skull as a wine glass!"

Wanyan Bage chopped down a Song soldier with a single blow and shouted loudly. After beating him for almost a day and a night, he finally figured out the name of this Song general from the prisoner's mouth.

Qin Min grinned.

It’s really impossible to escape!

The Liao people who had just arrived saw the battle on the bridge. A group of people rode their horses to the bridge, dismounted, held knives and bows, and climbed up the bridge.

Wanyan Bago was getting closer and closer, his retreat was cut off, and the soldiers behind him were also desperate.

When the last bit of hope was shattered, the last bit of strength that supported their desperate fight was also rapidly passing away.

Looking at the rushing Juma River below him, Qin Min suddenly roared wildly.

This sound was full of unwillingness.

He is still in his early twenties!

He still wants to gallop around, he still wants to be wild, and he still wants to compete with Xiao Ding, who is famous all over the world!

But now, he is dying.

Just die!

How many people from the Qin family have died in recent years?

But when you die, if you don't drag a few people on your back, how can you still be called a general of the Qin family?

He raised the knife and struck it hard on the hemp rope.
To be continued...