The general, Yang Han, waved his sword vigorously in front of the city tower and commanded the soldiers to resist.
"General, beware!"
A soldier yelled, and when Yang Han turned around, he saw a murderous Song General appearing on his left, with an iron spear in his hand stabbing his temple like a long snake at an unparalleled speed.
Yang Han was shocked and blocked with his sword. 'Dang!' His sword was knocked away, but the spear was not affected at all. 'Pfft!' The sharp spear point pierced his head.
Yang Han screamed and died immediately.
Chen Qing threw the body into the moat with all his strength.
"General Yang is dead!"
The general was killed, and the defensive formation of the puppet Qi army on the city instantly collapsed. The soldiers threw off their helmets and armor and ran wildly to the north to escape.
"Release the drawbridge!"
Chen Qing shouted, and more than a dozen soldiers rushed forward and pushed the winch. The iron chains fell down, and the suspension bridge below began to creak.
The suspension bridge was lowered, and the door to life of the Hungry People Gate was opened. Tens of thousands of hungry people shouted in excitement and rushed into the city. The sandbags originally used to block the door were overturned. The hungry people poured into the city like a flood that burst an embankment.
, roaring and charging towards the thousand soldiers in front.
A thousand puppet Qi troops were frightened by the hungry people rushing in like a roaring mountain and tsunami, and were vulnerable to tens of thousands of angry hungry people.
The soldiers threw away their weapons and turned around to run away. If they ran a little faster, they could escape with their lives. If they ran a little slower, they would be beaten to death by a hail of hoes and sticks. Many soldiers were knocked down and could not get up in time before they were swarmed by the enemy.
The hungry people were trampled to death.
There were also strange movements in the city. Tens of thousands of people in the city also left their homes and came from all directions to Cangcheng with rice bags and baskets.
The food in Jingzhao City has been sold for thousands of dollars, and countless people in the city have to eat wild vegetable porridge to survive. Now that they suddenly have an opportunity, the residents who are also hungry and cold can't bear it.
The front gate of Cangcheng was illuminated by thousands of torches, and the streets and squares outside were filled with hungry people. Refugees from the same state mixed with hundreds of thousands of people in the city. Everyone stretched their necks and looked.
At the gate.
"one two three!"
Dozens of young men held a thick wooden stick and shouted as they rushed towards the gate.
"Dong——"
There was a deep and strong muffled sound, the door shook violently, and dust and sawdust fell.
"Come again!"
Dozens of young men took dozens of steps back and rushed towards the door, shouting again...
"Dong——"
The gate of Cangcheng was knocked open. Tens of thousands of hungry people in front were excited and rushed into Cangcheng. The thousand soldiers guarding Cangcheng could no longer hold back and took off their uniforms. They looked down on food and instead went to Cangcheng.
Rush into the money bank......
On the street, a thousand Jurchen cavalry were galloping in formation. It was Wanyan Loushi who forced the sick body to lead a thousand Jurchen soldiers to suppress the hungry people.
He really didn't expect that Qi's army was so sparse. Three thousand troops were actually defeated by tens of thousands of unarmed hungry people, which made Wanyan Lou's family shocked and angry. If the food was taken away by the hungry people, the logistics of the various armies would not be guaranteed.
None of them allow themselves to worry.
Wanyan Loushi was holding a golden-backed sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with anger. He had already seen from a distance that Cangcheng had been captured, and countless hungry people were coming out of Cangcheng carrying grain bags.
"Kill me, no one will be spared!" Wanyan Loushi gave the order to kill them all.
The cavalry suddenly launched into action, and a strong wind blew from the ground, sweeping towards Cangcheng hundreds of steps away. However, within thirty steps, they suddenly saw a volley of arrows in the alleys and rooftops on both sides of the street, and crossbows were fired one after another.
The arrow was so powerful that it knocked the Jurchen cavalry running at the front off their feet, causing nearly two hundred casualties in an instant.
Wanyan Lou was shocked. It turned out that the Song army was participating in the battle. Is it any wonder that the hungry people were able to rush into the city?
He didn't know whether the Song army was real or not, so he shouted loudly: "Stop advancing and retreat immediately!"
At this time, a crossbow arrow shot towards Wanyan Loushi's throat with a 'Whoosh!', the speed was unparalleled. Wanyan Loushi was taken aback and blocked it with his sword. With a 'Dang!' sound, the crossbow arrow was hit by the arrow.
Swinging away, a soldier behind him couldn't dodge and was shot in the chest by an arrow. The powerful crossbow bolt penetrated the armor and penetrated the heart. The soldier screamed and fell off his horse.
Wanyan Loushi was shocked by the arrow and his right arm was slightly numb. He was secretly surprised in his heart. What a powerful arrow.
The remaining 800 cavalrymen raised their shields and retreated. Hundreds of Song soldiers on the roof put down their crossbows and quivers, put on their shields and spears, quickly jumped off the eaves, and rushed out from the alleys on both sides.
The leading general was riding on a horse, holding a big iron gun in his hand, and said coldly: "Marshal Wanyan, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Wanyan Loushi looked at him in astonishment, raised his sword and shouted, "Who are you?"
"Chen Qing, the leader of the eight-character army scouts!"
Wanyan Loushi laughed, "I know you. Wu Shu offered a reward of 10,000 yuan for your head. I thought it was some kind of god, but it turned out to be just a small head."
"That's right! A small Dutou from Da Song Dynasty is here to challenge you!"
Chen Qing waved his big gun and said proudly: "Wanyan Loushi, do you dare to challenge me to a duel?"
"You both control Wu Jie and are defeated by me. Do you think you are qualified to challenge me in a duel?"
Chen Qing raised his head and laughed, "I heard that you are a sick cat, so I came to take your head while you were sick. If you don't dare to fight, it doesn't matter. Just let your men come!"
Wanyan Loushi was known as the Tiger of Wanyan Mountain. He hated people calling him a sick cat. He suddenly became furious and waved his long knife, "Okay! I will help you and send you to the West!"
The guard general Yin Muya was shocked, "Marshal, the opponent only has a few hundred people. We can destroy them in one charge. You are seriously ill and cannot fight with the Song army anymore."
"fart!"
Wanyan Loushi's eyes widened, "I have been in the world for thirty years and have killed many people. When have I ever been defeated? Don't try to ruin my reputation!"
Wanyan Loushi urged his horse and charged towards Chen Qing with his sword in hand. Chen Qing gave a loud shout and charged forward with his gun brandished.
The two horses met each other, Wanyan Loushi roared, and slashed with his sword. This sword came with a fierce force, the sword technique was extraordinary, there was no trick at all, but it was powerful.
Chen Qing shouted, "Well done!"
He blocked the shot, and heard a loud bang, sparks flying, and both of them were shaken to the point of numbness in their arms.
The two sides crossed each other, Chen Qing fired backhand, the tip of the spear was as fast as lightning, piercing Wanyan Loushi's back, but Wanyan Loushi did not dodge, he flicked one arm, a cold light flashed through, and the golden knife fell like mercury on the ground, striking at Chen
Qing's left shoulder, this seemed to be a dead-end attack, but the result was inevitably one death and one injury, and Chen Qing took advantage.
With a thought in his mind, Chen Qing drew his gun and moved horizontally. There was another loud sound of "Dang!". The weapons of both sides almost flew away, and the horses separated immediately.
Wanyan Loushi chuckled, "Boy, your reaction is quite fast, but it's a pity that you are wrong!"
Chen Qing realized at the critical moment that the opponent must be wearing inner armor. The shot might not be able to pierce the vest, but his arm would be gone.
But Wanyan Loushi told him that he did not wear treasure armor and that he made a mistake in judgment.
The two roared and urged their horses to charge forward again. Both of them were powerful and fast, which was dazzling. After fighting for ten rounds, Wanyan Loushi was seriously ill and began to feel weak.
But Chen Qing's weakness has also emerged, and that is his war horse. His war horse is very ordinary, slow, and somewhat unable to withstand the strength of both sides.
Wanyan Loushi has so much experience that he already has a strategy in mind to kill the opponent.
The two horses approached again, Wanyan Loushi roared loudly, slashed across the waist, and a sharp cold wind swept over.
Chen Qing suddenly disappeared from his horse, and Wanyan Loushi sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Crack!" This knife actually hit the head of Chen Qing's horse directly.
But at the moment when the horse's head was hit by the big knife, a short spear suddenly stabbed out from under the horse's belly like lightning. In an instant, Wanyan Loushi's body leaned forward, and the big knife was embedded in the horse's skull. No matter whether he dodged or
It's too late to fight back, even if you drop your sword and fall from your horse, you can only avoid the vital point.
Wanyan Loushi hesitated for a moment, 'Poof!' The short spear pierced his throat, and the spear tip came out from the back of his neck.
Chen Qing rolled to the ground and knelt on one knee, holding the spear tightly in his right hand, looking coldly at Wanyan Loushi slowly falling from his horse.
"This move is thanks to your subordinates!"
The two men were like rabbits and falcons, seeing blood at the same time. The soldiers on both sides did not see it clearly. It was not until Wanyan Lou fell from his horse and Chen Qing stood up with a gun that everyone knew that Chen Qing had defeated Wanyan Lou.
room.
"Commander——"
The guard general Yin Muya shouted sadly.
Chen Qing got on Wanyan Loushi's horse, swung his sword to cut off Wanyan Loushi's head, and raised his spear in the air.
The five hundred Song troops instantly became excited, and their cheers soared into the sky.
"Avenge the commander, kill them all!"
Yin Muya screamed wildly, galloped on his horse, and charged at Chen Qing with his mace brandished. The eight hundred Jurchen cavalry also screamed wildly, and charged at the Song soldiers with hatred.
This is the life-and-death battle faced by the five hundred Song troops...