After a moment, a hundred Jurchen ranger cavalry rushed forward. The leader, the centurion Yan Shulie, looked at the three killed soldiers and suddenly became furious.
One of the chief officers vaguely recognized the back of the leading Song soldier, who seemed to be the man who stabbed him yesterday, and the flames of hatred ignited in his heart.
"Mou Ke, let the lowly officials behead their heads."
"Leave no one alive, kill them all!"
"Follow me!"
The chief of the Jurchen cavalry ordered his men to carry short throwing spears. He spurred his horse and led his nine cavalry men to gallop towards the fleeing Song soldiers.
Chen Qing led the people and ran into the woods. Hatred drove the Jurchen chief to ignore the pain and led his men into the woods, hot pursuit.
A short spear shot over Chen Qing's head with a "whoosh!" and was stuck in the big tree in front of him.
"Ah!" Li Huan, the youngest, screamed.
He was pierced in the back with a short spear and nailed to the ground alive. The Jurchen cavalry rushed to kill him like lightning. With a swing of his battle ax, Li Huan's head was chopped off and became a trophy of the Jurchen cavalry.
"Follow me quickly!"
Chen Qing gritted his teeth and ran wildly, running in the woods in a zigzag pattern, throwing off his iron scale armor as he ran.
Li Huan's leather armor couldn't block the opponent's blow, and his iron scale armor couldn't block it either. Wearing it on his body also consumed his physical strength.
The three soldiers also followed Chen Qing in taking off their armor and running faster.
The short spear shot "Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"ah!"
Hu Sanlang, a tall and thin man, was shot through the thigh by a short spear. There was a "click!" and the bones shattered. He screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
Chen Qing stopped and said, "Hu San, follow me quickly!"
"My leg bone is broken, you run, I'll hold them back!"
Ten Jurchen cavalry arrived.
Two other Song Army soldiers, Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi, ran back, grabbed Chen Qing and ran away.
"If you don't leave, you will all die here!"
Chen Qing turned back while running. He watched helplessly as Hu San stabbed a war horse with a short spear, but was stabbed to death by several spears at the same time.
Chen Qing's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but shed tears because of the sadness of sharing the same blood and nation.
……….
It was raining and the road was slippery, the woods were getting denser and denser, the horses could not move faster, and the distance between the two sides was always about twenty or thirty steps.
Not long after, Chen Qing and two of his men rushed to the foot of the mountain and climbed up the mountain along a stream.
When Chen Qing turned around, he found that the opponent had also abandoned his horse, just like a pack of wolves unwilling to give up their prey, following closely behind him.
Chen Qing gritted his teeth and cursed secretly. He took a glance and found a large round pebble in the creek, weighing two to three hundred kilograms.
"Smash these idiots to death, Liu Wu, Xiao Yi, come and help me!"
The three of them worked together to push the cobblestone, which weighed two to three hundred kilograms, out of the creek.
"One, two, three, push!"
Cobbled boulders rolled down the muddy mountain path.
The leader of the Jurchens looked up and saw a big stone hitting his head, with a roaring wind and a shocking momentum. He was so frightened that he turned over and rolled down into the creek.
The Jurchen soldiers behind were unable to dodge, and three soldiers were hit by large rocks one after another. Two of them were killed on the spot, and the other was seriously injured.
The Jurchen commander was furious and drew his sword and shouted several times. The remaining six Jurchen soldiers followed suit and continued to climb up desperately.
Chen Qing secretly complained that instead of being scared away, these Jurchens had high morale and were in big trouble.
After another round of searching, there were no large pebbles in the creek.
"let's go!"
The two soldiers followed Chen Qing and continued to climb up the mountain.
After climbing for about half a mile, the creek disappeared, and a ravine appeared in front, about two feet wide. A tree trunk was laid down on the gully as a temporary bridge.
The opportunity finally came. The three of them crossed the ravine from the tree trunk and worked together to pull the trunk off. The thick trunk fell into a ravine dozens of feet deep.
The three of them turned around and were about to run away when Chen Qing suddenly saw a rotten tree trunk next to them.
He rolled his eyes, and his plan came to mind.
……….
Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi both thought Chen Qing was crazy. If the rotting wood continued, wouldn't they be in the tiger's mouth again?
But Chen Qing believed that it would definitely break. Maybe the wood fiber could still support it if it didn't rain. But after it rained all day and night, the rotten wood was already soaked. How could it still support the weight of two to three hundred kilograms?
Chen Qing was the Marquis of Yu, and the two soldiers had no choice but to obey.
Not long after, seven Jurchen soldiers came after them. The leader stepped on the rotten wood and rushed across the ravine. The rotten wood only became curved.
Chen Qing, who was lying above, felt his heart sink, was he really wrong?"
Immediately afterwards, three Jurchen soldiers rushed to the rotten wood at the same time. They made a mistake in thinking. With so many people passing by, there must be nothing wrong with this piece of wood.
The three of them ran halfway, and the rotten wood finally broke. The three Jurchen soldiers screamed and followed the rotten wood and fell into a ravine more than twenty feet deep. They fell to their death on the rocks on the spot.
The three Jurchen soldiers behind were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks. They could not get through.
The Jurchen chief looked at the scene behind him in astonishment, but unexpectedly a figure fell from the sky and threw him to the ground. Chen Qing held him down and punched the wound on his waist hard.
The Jurchen Shichang screamed in agony and screamed. Chen Qing punched her more than ten times in a row, causing the Jurchen Shichang to faint from the pain.
The three Jurchen soldiers on the opposite side were furious with anger, but there was nothing they could do. They climbed the mountain lightly and did not carry short spears. They watched helplessly as their leader was tied up and taken away by three Song soldiers.
.........
After crossing the mountain, they came to the foot of the northern mountain and rested by a stream.
The Jurchen fell to the ground, her mouth was covered with rags, her eyes were covered with cloth strips, and her hands and feet were tied behind her back.
Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi didn't understand why Marquis Yu didn't kill the Jurchen cavalry with one sword, leaving him as a burden.
They really didn't understand that Chen Qing was an anti-narcotics policeman a day ago. He had just arrived in this dynasty, so he naturally still retained the thinking of his previous life.
Captives are worth much more than corpses.
Chen Qing sat by the stream, chewing dry biscuits and playing with the bronze medal in his hand.
On one side of the bronze medal is written the words "Huan Qingjun", and on the back is written the words "General Yuhou".
The general of the Song Army who died in the battle was actually a Yuhou, subordinate to the Huanqing Army.
Chen Qing gave a bitter laugh. What was the name of the corps leader whose corpse he had brought back to life? Where was his home? Who else was there? He didn't know anything.
Also, I don’t know the name of the Yuhou he pretended to be, or even what he looks like.
Everything was confused, including the situation in front of me.
In the fourth year of Jianyan, the Battle of Huang Tiandang had just ended, and the Jiangnan side should be relatively safe. In the next few years, the entire Guanzhong and Hanzhong would see battles repeatedly and fall into turmoil.
Chen Qing is not afraid of turmoil. As a special anti-narcotics policeman, he has been living in extreme danger over the years, repeatedly solving major cases and arresting countless vicious drug dealers. In just three years, he was promoted to the Central Military Commission.
team leader.
The more complex the situation and the more turbulent the situation, the more comfortable he becomes. He seems to be born for troubled times, looking for hope and a way out in troubled times.
Chen Qing shook his head, as if to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his brain. He didn't want to think too much about what to do in the future. He had to survive the tragic war now.
At this moment, a group of cavalry came out from the corner in front, totaling twenty people.
This group of cavalry arrived so suddenly that Chen Qing was startled and stood up.
"It's Song Jun!"
Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi recognized each other and waved their hands to greet them.
………..
This is a scout team of the Song Army. The leader is called Li Jiang, who is a commander. They were ordered by the commander to go to inquire about the enemy's situation.
Unexpectedly, they happened to meet Chen Qing and the others, and actually captured a Jurchen ranger cavalry commander.
Li Jiang was overjoyed. With this Jurchen outpost commander, they no longer had to take risks on the battlefield.
He immediately led everyone back to the station.
The hiding place of the Song army is about fifty miles away from the Fuping battlefield. This area is surrounded by the remaining mountains of Qiaoshan, with hills and valleys crisscrossing it.
Everyone was galloping on horseback along a small river. Li Jiang pointed to a long hill in the distance and said: "After crossing that hill, we will reach the Tibetan Army Valley."
"Wait a minute!"
Chen Qing shouted, and everyone reined in their horses.
"Chen Yuhou, what happened?" Li Jiang asked in confusion.
Chen Qing pointed to a forest in the distance with sharp eyes.
"The birds are flying above the woods in front, and there is something abnormal in the woods!"
Li Jiang was taken aback and quickly ordered: "Chief Yang, please lead a few brothers to take a look."
"General Li, this will scare the enemy away and they will escape. Why don't you let me go to the west to intercept them first?"
Li Jiang nodded and sent ten of his men to follow Chen Qing to the west to intercept. He himself led ten other soldiers to line up and get ready for battle.
About thirty steps away from the woods, three cavalrymen suddenly ran out from the west of the woods. They were indeed Jurchen sentinel cavalry, and they happened to be intercepted by Chen Qing's army.
Chen Qing was filled with hatred, roared, and stabbed with his spear, hitting the head of the leading cavalryman.
The war horse neighed miserably and fell to the ground. The cavalryman on the horse was thrown more than ten feet away.
"Tie him up!"
Chen Qing gave a loud command and rushed towards another cavalryman.
This is also a ranger cavalry chief. He has a shaved head and a pigtail on each side. He looks fierce. The Jurchen chief laughed ferociously and thrust his spear. Chen Qing opened his spear and the two horses came together. Chen Qing
Kick the opponent hard on the waist.
The Jurchen was extremely agile. She turned over and hid under the horse's belly. She took out a short spear and stabbed Chen Qing's lower abdomen from under the horse's belly. The spear speed was extremely fast.
Normally, the Song army would not be able to dodge this sneak attack, but Chen Qing had gone through countless trainings and his reaction was far superior to that of ordinary people. He suddenly lay back, and the opponent's short spear missed the target.
Chen Qing no longer gave the Jurchen cavalry any chance. He struggled with his arms and stabbed the horse in the belly with a spear.
'puff!'
The belly of the war horse was pierced, and the sharp spear point emerged from the other side. The bloody spear point also penetrated the opponent's head. The Jurchen cavalry and the horse rolled on the ground.
The third Ranger Cavalry was also overthrown by other Song soldiers and captured alive.