Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 162 Iron Horse Autumn Wind

Song Jun's momentum suddenly rose.

Because when Fan Qiong led his troops over, he sent people to shout outside several other city gates in a high-profile manner, saying that King Qin's army had arrived.

Then he personally led a battalion of soldiers and horses along the city wall. Under the excited guidance of the soldiers guarding the city, he came directly to the south gate of the city, which was being attacked by the Han army.

Fan Qiong was very excited, and his soldiers were also rarely excited, because his general had promised something.

Moreover, our own army now bears the glorious aura of the "King of Diligent Army"!

Most of the land that could not be seen outside the south city gate was submerged by the black wave at the moment. More than a dozen tightly-knit military formations were advancing towards the city wall. The Han army shouted loudly and the scene of the strong wind hitting the city wall was undisguised. The ground appeared in front of General Fan.

The fierce and fearless charging momentum, the dense arrow formation, and the Song soldiers who kept falling from the top of the city

Fan Qiong's eyes were ordinary, but at least he could tell whether the soldiers who fell from the city had armor on them.

How to distinguish Song soldiers from Han soldiers?

The one without armor is the former.

Fan Qiong felt his calves trembling slightly and hesitated whether he should restrain himself or at least withdraw to the city with his troops.

Yes. You can't fight with the rebels in the field. The ones under his command are...

Fan Qiong suddenly let out an exclamation, because in his sight, groups of soldiers once again poured out of the enemy camp with Chinese flags flying.

Liang Zhe swung his sword forward again, and the two military formations under his command directly handed their backs to the friendly forces who were attacking the city. Then, the sound of armor scraping was endless, and spearmen and shield soldiers formed a tight formation, directly Aiming at the King Qin's army of the Song Dynasty.

"wind!"

"wind!"

"Gale!"

The Han army suddenly roared again. Many soldiers were hoarse from shouting, but they still roared with contentment.

Crying to kill and beat sounds so rude and silly.

The word "wind" shouted by my king, sounds so pleasant to my ears.

He has culture and foundation, and he is also very powerful when he shouts.

My own king knows everything!

Amid the overwhelming commotion, the Han army began to attack. Fan Qiong found it a bit unbelievable, because according to his rough estimate, the two enemy formations on the opposite side only numbered more than 800 people, with at most some friendly troops responding on the flanks.

And around him, although the momentum was a bit suppressed, there were still a lot of troops.

There were at least five thousand Song soldiers.

When the enemy saw our troops, instead of running away, they dared to attack me?

Fan Qiong almost laughed out loud. He clearly saw the more than 800 thieves leaving the siege team and deliberately keeping a distance, obviously to create a buffer zone for the friendly forces in the rear.

He laughed wildly: "Eight hundred people also want to stop my 5,000-strong Song Dynasty army? You guys?"

then

The earth trembled, the gate of the Han army's rear camp opened, and layers of black waves seemed to suddenly rise on the horizon. For a moment, the wind roared loudly, and Fan Qiong saw the black-armored cavalry rushing over without hesitation.

The stormy waves hit the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

It's about the waves crashing on the rocks.

But under the stormy waves, you have to first see if you are the rock that cannot be broken!

"Array up!"

Without Fan Qiong's instructions, the junior officers under his command quickly urged the already frightened comrades beside them to get into formation as they had been trained in the past.

However, the operation of a group of Xiang troops and the defeated imperial army was inevitably a little uncoordinated. Even when the black-armored cavalry began to charge at a faster speed, many military formations had already begun to break up and flee.

When the black-armored cavalry were charging, at the center of their queue, there was a royal flag fluttering in the wind.

The King of Han also charged with them in the army!

In Liang Zhe's army formation in the distance, the sound of "wind" roared loudly again, as if he was chanting a war hymn for his comrades.

The black-armored cavalry all began to adjust their breathing at this moment, silently preparing for the upcoming attack.

The next moment, countless collisions sounded.

"let me see!"

King Yun, who was dressed in casual clothes, ran to the city wall in three steps and two steps at a time, carefully standing on the top of the city and looking out.

The city wall where he was located was not attacked, so King Yun became bolder. He heard that many King Qin's troops came outside the city, so that the Yan thieves who attacked the south gate began to be forced to retreat and had to follow King Qin's army outside the city. Field battle.

Moreover, there were two troops of King Qin launching the attack this time! Although King Yun's interest relationship with Liu Ling is getting deeper and deeper, he still considers himself a Song Dynasty person, so he is looking forward to the upcoming scenes.

Liu Ling, you deserve to die.

Apart from him, a small burst of cheers erupted from the top of the city. The garrison officers and officials all looked eagerly at the two battlefields outside the city until the black-armored cavalry broke into the queue of King Qin's army.

Blood flowers exploded in front of their eyes, and the sound of collision seemed to ring in their ears.

Many people began to tremble all over. King Yun's eyes widened. Before he could react, he saw the billowing black wave rushing through the ranks of King Qin's army. In just a short moment, he cut through Fan Qiong's army.

When the smell of blood surged outside the capital, the aroma of powder inside the city seemed extremely ridiculous, and even made people want to gag after smelling it.

"vomit"

King Yun was already lying on the city wall and vomiting. Pictures of broken limbs and arms and tumbling intestines flashed before his eyes. He had been pampered since he was a child, but had he never seen such a picture before?

For a moment, he was vomiting so much that he almost fainted.

On the battlefield outside the city, Liu Ling handed the royal flag to the cavalry next to him, then took the horse flag himself and shouted: "Where is the Zhenyuan Army!"

The people around him were all the Zhenyuan Army cavalry, the elite who had followed him to defeat the Jin people. It would be a big joke if they were blocked by the Song people's mixed team of Xiang army and Forbidden Army today!

Beside Liu Ling, there were also specialized officers and cavalry responsible for conveying his words. After helping to convey the voice of the King of Han, they immediately followed their comrades around them and roared with all their strength.

"Where is the Zhenyuan Army!"

"Where is the Zhenyuan Army!"

The Zhenyuan Army cavalry paused for a moment on the corpses on the ground, trying their best to use this time to let their horses breathe for a while. Then each soldier raised his bloody sword and roared:

"wind!"

"wind!"

"wind!"

Liu Ling spurred his horse and turned around, looking at Fan Qiong's Song army, which had all collapsed, and Fan Qiong, who was quickly caught like a dog by the Zhenyuan Army cavalry. He was completely stunned and was tied to the horse without struggling. .

The Zhenyuan Army cavalry roared together again, the sound was earth-shattering, and they kept hitting the city wall. After King Yun finished vomiting, he heard the roar again, his face became paler, his eyes suddenly rolled, and he fell backwards. .

Under the horrified gaze of the defenders at the top of the city, the Yan thief cavalry, which had torn apart the entire 5,000-strong King Qin army in just a few moments, quickly turned around and aimed their swords at the other side of the battlefield. One side of the Song Army's Zhang Shuye Division has been blocked.

In today's war, many people will lose their lives, many will lose their fathers, brothers and children, and tens of thousands of families will be broken up.

But today, one side must be forced to admit defeat.

Liu Ling's face behind the hood looked a little ferocious, but his body was very clean and there was no blood spattered on him. Because the cavalry in the front team have been advancing crazily, even if a comrade in front is killed, the cavalry behind will not hesitate to urge the horses to speed up to fill the gap.

Because the person behind is their king!

Many of the officials on the city had already sat down frustrated. They had just seen that when the cavalry with a maximum strength of only 3,000 troops appeared on the battlefield, Fan Qiong's 5,000 King Qin army was instantly overwhelmed. Tear to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry turned around without hesitation and continued to charge against another Song army on the battlefield.

The front army broke open, the two wings broke open, and the center army.

The entire army was wiped out again!

Zhang Shuye rolled off his horse and saw his son being grabbed by the throat by a cavalryman and being held captive like a rabbit.

But soon he would suffer the same fate. Countless black-armored cavalry slowed down around him and rode in circles, like wolves preparing to start eating.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry separated, and a man covered in heavy armor rode out and stopped in front of Zhang Shuye.

Zhang Shuye pursed his lips. He had already guessed the man's identity, but a moment later, Zhang Shuye suddenly took out the dagger from his waist and stabbed him in the throat.

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