Fu Xuan came to Chen Qing and sneered: "You didn't expect that you would be trapped in a cocoon, right?"
Chen Qing took out the lottery he drew, and it turned out to be a raw lottery. Fu Xuan was shocked, "Then why did you stay?"
Chen Qing broke the lot and looked at Fu Xuan calmly: "At a critical moment of life and death, not everyone will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It is the duty of a scout to cover the retreat of the main force. If unfortunately he dies for the country, it will be my honor, Chen Qing."
!”
After saying that, Chen Qing stopped looking at Fu Xuan, turned around and urged his horse away.
Fu Xuan stared blankly at the broken lottery tickets on the ground. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and urged his horse to run south.
.........
The soldiers drew lots while running, and those who drew the death lot stayed.
There was no farewell or encouragement, life and death were decided in the moment of drawing lots.
The main force of five thousand ran away, leaving one thousand soldiers alone in the wilderness.
Chen Qing suddenly discovered that Li Jiang had also stayed, "Commander, why did you stay too?"
Li Jiang smiled faintly, "I got the death penalty, so of course I have to stay. Besides, there must be a commander to lead a thousand brothers!"
"That stupid Fu Moshan, he clearly got the death penalty, but he refused to stay!"
It was Liu Wu who spoke. Zhao Xiaoyi had drawn the lot to die, but he chose to stay without drawing the lot. They had crawled out of the pile of dead people and had become indifferent to life and death.
Li Jiang shook his head, "At the moment of life and death, everyone will make their own choice. We just need to be worthy of our own conscience. Chen Dutou, let the brothers gather together!"
………..
A thousand soldiers quickly gathered.
"We all know what the fate will be next. Death is not terrible. When the country is in crisis, everyone will die, but there is a difference in death. Will you be trampled to death like an ant, or will you die vigorously like a man?"
Li Jiang's voice became louder and louder, "We are all soldiers. How lucky it is for soldiers to die in battle. Brothers, future generations will remember us. Today, let the Jurchen Tatars have a taste of our power!"
Li Jiang raised his spear and shouted, "Kill the Jurchen Tatars!"
A thousand soldiers raised their spears and shouted, "Kill the Jurchen Tatars!!"
At this moment, Chen Qing's blood boiled, and he wished he could immediately join the battlefield and fight the enemy to the death!
Li Jiang raised Chen Qing's hand high and shouted: "Brothers, this is Chen Dutou. From now on, he is my deputy general. If I die in battle, he will be the chief general. Let the army set off!"
Li Jiang and Chen Qing led the army to run eastward. Less than ten miles away, the earth began to tremble, and a black line appeared in the distance several miles away. Above the black line was a patch of red and yellow mud.
The 10,000 cavalry led by Wanyan Zongbi finally arrived.
"Line up the spear formation!"
One thousand Song troops quickly formed a 30×30 spear phalanx. This was the best tactic for infantry against cavalry, using collective strength to fight against the enemy's cavalry.
Li Jiang and Chen Qing immediately stood in the middle of the military formation, looking at the Jurchen cavalry getting closer and closer, filled with murderous intent.
Li Jiang smiled calmly and said, "Chen Dutou, what you drew is the birth lot!"
Chen Qing nodded and said calmly: "This is my plan, of course I will stay!"
Li Jiang took out his lottery, and surprisingly it was also a raw lottery.
Chen Qing was startled, "Why General?"
"You are my subordinate. If you stay, how can I run away alone?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Chen Qing suddenly felt something. When he turned around, not only Liu Wu and Zhao Xiaoyi were there, but also none of his dozen or so scouts left, and they all followed him silently.
Chen Qing's nose suddenly choked, and tears welled up unsatisfactorily.
………..
Ten thousand cavalry came in overwhelming numbers. They discovered the Song army on the opposite side, quickly slowed down, and finally stopped a mile away. The Jurchen cavalry all wore fur hats and iron armor, holding bows, arrows and spears, like a wall.
The airtight black wall, the flags fluttering, and the murderous aura.
A thousand Song troops in front of them were like an ant facing a giant beetle.
Coach Wanyan Zongbi sneered, and the mantis also wanted to block the car?
"Commander, these Song troops must be sent by Wang Yan to delay time."
"Of course I know this little trick, but how long do they think they can delay it?"
Wanyan Zongbi raised his sword and shouted loudly: "Attack! Crush these ants to death."
Ten thousand Jurchen cavalry launched again, like an unstoppable black tide, sweeping towards a thousand Song infantry.
The first thing that came was an overwhelming barrage of arrows, shooting at them in a black mass.
When the critical moment of life and death finally came, Li Jiang raised his spear and shouted, "Brothers, fight for the country and die without regrets!"
"Fight for your country and die without regrets!"
Thousands of Song soldiers shouted in unison. They raised their shields one after another to resist the arrows that were as dense as locusts. Their spears quickly formed a military formation, pointing at a 45-degree angle in the air. They squatted half-crouched and used their sharp spear points to resist.
The powerful impact of the cavalry.
The war horses swept in like a violent wind and crashed into the spear array of the Song soldiers like a violent storm...
"Ah!" Dozens of Song soldiers in the first two rows screamed and were knocked away. Their bodies were torn in the air, and blood mist filled the air. However, each war horse was also stabbed over by a spear, and the golden soldiers on the horse screamed.
He fell to the ground and was trampled into mud by the horses behind him.
The soldiers of the Song army were constantly knocked away by the rushing horses, but more and more corpses were piled up in front of the battle. After nearly two hundred people were killed by the Song army, the powerful shock wave of the Jurchen cavalry finally stopped.
Li Jiang shouted, "Attack Shuai Qi!"
Eight hundred Song sergeants stood up one after another, stepping on the corpses on the ground to kill the enemy commander's banner directly in front.
"No!"
Chen Qing shouted: "Attack to the northeast!"
Li Jiang was stunned, and Chen Qing observed carefully. He found that there were at least 3,000 armored cavalry surrounding Shuai Qi. They went there to die.
On the contrary, the enemy cavalry in the northeast are all leather armor and should not be Jurchen cavalry.
"Without the Jurchen cavalry in the northeast, there is hope for a breakout!"
Li Jiang smiled bitterly in her heart, did they still have hope of living?
But he still changed his order, "Attack toward the northeast!"
Eight hundred soldiers of the Song Army changed direction and followed the general to the northeast. Wanyan Zongbi coldly ordered: "Surround them and kill them!"
"Woo——"
The low sound of antlers resounded throughout the land, and layers of cavalry surrounded them.
In a moment, the 800 Song soldiers were completely swallowed up by the 10,000 cavalry.
……….
The soldiers of the Song Army were surrounded by 10,000 cavalry and fought with each other. The number was getting smaller and smaller. They fought desperately, no one was afraid, and no one retreated. They were so brave that many soldiers died together with the other side. The enemy's casualties were no more than theirs.
few.
Wanyan Zongbi sighed in his heart, 'If the Song army were so brave and fearless of death, how could the Song Dynasty be destroyed?'
After sighing, Wanyan Zongbi took off his strong bow, mounted a wolf-fang arrow, and aimed at the general of the Song army.
‘Whoosh!’ A cold arrow shot away.
Li Jiang, who was fighting with dozens of enemy soldiers, was unable to dodge and was hit in the forehead by an arrow from Wanyan Zongbi. He screamed and fell off his horse, and was instantly pierced by dozens of spears.
"General——"
Chen Qing yelled, and he watched helplessly as the enemy chopped off Li Jiang's head with an axe. At this moment, Chen Qing's eyes were bloodshot.
When he turned around, there were only about two hundred people left under his command.
"Come out with me!"
Chen Qing endured his grief, roared, killed several people in a row, opened a bloody road, and led the Song soldiers to break through the encirclement northeastward.
The troops in the northeast were indeed not Jurchen cavalry, but surrendered Khitan cavalry, about 2,000 strong, led by Commander Wanyan Po Lu Huo.
Chen Qing led his army into the Khitan army and immediately felt the pressure was relieved.
This is a very subtle feeling. Although the Khitans are no less powerful than the Jurchen cavalry, they are not willing to sacrifice their lives.
Facing the dying Song soldiers, they retreated as soon as they fought. They mostly shot arrows at the Song soldiers from a distance. The arrows were as dense as rain. Although the Song soldiers also suffered casualties, they would not be completely wiped out like just now.
After killing the enemy general, Wanyan Zongbi no longer cared about the remaining two hundred soldiers. He handed over the task of completely annihilating the Song army's remaining soldiers to the Khitan tribe.
But Wanyan Zongbi could see clearly from a distance, and the Khitan soldiers' unwillingness to sacrifice their lives made him furious.
"Go and tell Po Luhuo that if the Song army is allowed to break out, he will come to see you!"
Wanyan Po Lu Huo was frightened and led hundreds of cavalry to attack him. He waved his bronze hammer and took the lead. When he met Chen Qing head on, Wanyan Po Lu Huo roared and smashed down with his hammers.
Chen Qing had already put his life and death at risk. He didn't dodge at all, and stabbed the opponent in the chest with a single shot, killing him together with him.
Wanyan Po Lu Huo felt the other party's determination. He hesitated for a moment, should he avoid the other party's desperate efforts?
For a moment, the hammers paused slightly in the air, but Chen Qing's iron spear pierced his chest without hesitation.
‘Poof!’ Wanyan Po Lu Huo yelled as the tip of the spear pierced his heart, and he died immediately.
"The captain is dead!"
The Khitan cavalry was in chaos, and Chen Qing saw the last chance.
He roared and killed more than a dozen people in a row. The morale of the Song soldiers was high. They followed Chen Qing and opened a bloody road. Chen Qing led more than a hundred of his men to break out of the enemy's encirclement and rush to the north.
At this moment, Wanyan Zongbi didn't want to delay it any longer. If he delayed it any longer, Wang Yan might really escape.
"The entire army assembles and pursues the enemy's main force toward the Weishui River!"
"Woo——" the horn sounded.
The Jurchen cavalry regrouped one after another.
But this does not mean that Wanyan Zongbi let go of the remnant troops who broke out of the encirclement, especially the enemy general who killed Wanyan Polu Huo. He even wanted to cut his body into thousands of pieces.
"Where is Wanyan Aru?"
Commander Wanyan Alu stepped forward and clasped his fists, "This is my humble duty!"
"You lead three hundred sentry cavalry to hunt down the remnants of the army. You must kill them all and bring the enemy general's head to me!"
"Follow the order!"
Wanyan Alu led three hundred sentry cavalry in pursuit north.
Wanyan Zongbi led more than 9,000 cavalry in pursuit towards the Wei River.
But Wanyan Zongbi's army was finally a step too late. The 5,000 main troops of the Eighth-Character Army had just crossed the Wei River. The Song soldiers cut off the iron chains, poured kerosene on them, and a blazing fire was set on the pontoon.
