The night sky exudes a bleak cold color.

The bonfire burned in the camp. After nightfall, the entire camp gradually fell from noisy to silence. The fire reflected Wanyan Zongwang's face, and his eyes looked at the camp from time to time, and he became calm again.

When the dry branches were broken in his hand, the curtain was lifted up and a tall figure walked out. Wanyan Zongwang quickly threw away half of the branches in his hand and walked forward.

"Uncle, my father hasn't woken up yet?" he whispered.

The personal guard on the opposite side shook his head and didn't say anything, his face was a little dim. His name was Wanyan Jiemu, and his brother Zong Wang was his uncle and nephew. It would be appropriate to call him this in private.

"Second Prince, don't worry, Your Majesty is just too tired, and he was frightened this afternoon, so that's why. Don't worry, our swords and fires have come over, and a little Wu chasing person can't scare the Juzhen wolf king. We'll fight back tomorrow."

"Yeah!" Wanyan Zongwang nodded, his face became gloomy, and he turned around and left with his personal soldiers.

Soon, the old man's voice came from the handsome tent.

Wanyan Jiemu hurriedly walked in and knelt down on one knee, "Your Majesty, Zong Wang can see that he is a little disappointed."

"He is very smart, but he is not suitable to govern a country." The old man lay on the simple collapse, staring at the top of the tent with dry eyes, and then blinked, "In the past, we had nothing, we could only rely on fighting. Now we have a foundation under our feet, which is different from the past. Just like animal husbandry, we need a patient and gentle person to do this."

"But... I'm worried that Zong Wang will be unwilling to accept it, and the two brothers will fight."

The old man nodded and fell silent. The tent fell into dead silence. The Jurchen Emperor suddenly felt that his family affairs were not as good as he imagined. After all, his sons were so outstanding.

He is now planning what happened behind him.

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The quiet night is slowly passing by.

In the mountains and forests, the bleak moonlight could not shine here. In the dark colors, several figures were moving silently and slowly. Under a tree on the side, something that seemed to be grass moved. Suddenly, the moving black shadow made a splashing move towards the other side.

A golden swallow dart passed through the gaps of the tree, bathed in the moonlight, and shot into the grass with a thud. Then something fell to the ground and made a heavy sound. A woman named Su Wanling walked out of the darkness, flashed through the gaps of the moonlight, walked to the thing that was going to the bottom, pinched her nose and kicked it, and learned to scream birds.

There was movement afterwards, and Qin Mian's figure appeared later. He looked at the corpse of the Jurchen whistle on the ground, "Senior brother eliminated five, plus the third one on our side, Fang Yuan had almost cleaned up, so you can almost notify General Guan and the others."

"Then let's go, I don't want to stay in this forest for a moment." Su Wanling rubbed her arms and complained.

Their voices were very low. After saying a few words, they went back and walked silently for a while. Then they began to meet with the large army, passing through the cleared mountains and forests, and the team tightly gathered together to form a strange lineup.

The cavalry and infantry, and the martial arts people mixed with various costumes on the other side, quickly approached the Jurchen camp stationed there.

Soon after, the horse's hooves stepped out of the boundaries of the mountains and forests.

Guan Sheng unveiled the cage on the horse's mouth, without saying passionate words, his eyes swept toward the soldiers and the soldiers who walked out one after another, "Tonight, we only have one goal, which is to destroy the Jurchens' siege equipment and buy more time for the capital, so this time...you guys, just die."

"drive"

The moment he finished speaking, Guan Sheng grabbed the horse's belly and shot it directly from a distance. The two thousand cavalry behind him, their iron hooves began to rush out of the woods like thunder and wind and waves, and rushed towards the Jurchen camp. The three thousand infantry led by Hao Siwen were using all their strength to chase them behind. Not long after, he saw several cavalrymen who voluntarily sacrificing themselves in front of him directly knocking open the wall of the village with their flesh and blood.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the charging cavalry rushed into the camp like waves washing the reefs. The Jurchens reacted very quickly. When Hao Siwen rushed into the camp with his infantry, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounds had already sounded.

"Xuanzan, you will take someone to destroy the catapult immediately, and Guan will entangle the Jurchens." Guan Sheng took the lead, and the Yanyue Sword instantly killed one person, and then divided the cavalry into two teams and extended in different directions.

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In the middle camp, Wanyan Zongwang heard the sound of the camp in front and walked out of the tent quickly. The commander also rode over to the horse.

"How many troops are there in the Wu Dynasty?" When Wanyan Zongwang noticed that his father was deliberately avoiding him, he lost his sleep. He was quite surprised when he heard someone attacking the camp.

"Not many, about a few thousand people, and they were divided into troops and rushed towards the speculative side."

"interesting…"

A personal soldier led the war horse to the front. Wanyan Zongwang rode on the horse and waved, "I ordered Wuyan to lead a thousand cavalry from the headquarters to rush over. In addition, let Duobali from the right battalion attack and block their retreat. Since I dared to come, I would kill them all in the camp and not capture them."

"yes!"

The commander immediately took the order and ran out. The Jurchen general named Wuyan Chaoli rushed to the front camp soon after. The moment he saw the Wu Chao cavalry, he led his subordinates to form a formation, slashed the tent blocking the road in front, and rushed forward.

"Put the gun!" Guan Sheng roared, turned his horse's head, abandoned the Jurchen infantry on both sides, slapped the horse and danced his sword and brought the same number of cavalry to meet him. The distance between the two sides was actually very close, and the charge suddenly accelerated, and in a blink of an eye it hit him.

The horse's hooves flew wildly, splashing the soil in the camp. The huge impact of the two thousand cavalry collided. The spear tip directly penetrated the bodies of both sides, flew backwards in the air, blood spilled down, and the heavy horse's bodies collided with each other, and then fell together. More cavalrymen came over and rang in one after another. When they collided, the collision of gold and iron and flesh was ringing wildly, and the whole piece of people and horses were falling down...

"Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The fierce sword light accompanied the roar of the Jurchen general Wuyan, and fiercely chopped towards a general of the Wu Dynasty. The war horse under his seat accelerated at that moment.

The same accelerated, and the red horse was also shattered. The moment the fierce sword light slashed over, the big man with a heavy date waved his arms, his green robe opened, and the heavy Qinglong Yanyue Sword was swung in the night sky.

"The barbarian general asked to die" shouted loudly.

The red horse stepped on the ground and jumped up with a scream. The heavy and cold sword light slashed down. Wu Yan suddenly changed his move to cover the long sword in his hand in front of him.

The blade slashes on it

With a loud bang, a huge noise erupted.

The entire surface of the long sword was twisted and cracked, then it shattered with a bang and splashed. The moment the Qinglong sword continued to push back, the knife light almost pulled out a straight line.

Wu Yan held the hilt of the knife and widened his eyes, then dropped off the horse. On the horse's back, half of his body was left to sit steadily. Guan Sheng cut off the opponent's head and threw it far away and into the Jurchen cavalry fighting there. "The barbarian general is dead, let's continue pushing!"

The fire began to burn in the Jurchen camp, Hao Siwen's three thousand infantry had already begun to set fire everywhere, and the Jianghu people on the other side were also mixed in and began their first confrontation with foreign tribes, and the bloodline began to extend.

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In the southwest of the Jurchen camp, a team of hundreds of people was coming over the valley. When they saw the fire, they accelerated their pace. Then they unexpectedly met someone.

"Our General Nanli is back."

The leading monk walked over with a laugh and hugged the man named Shi Bao, "Why are you here alone?"

"What do you think? Monk Deng."

Shi Bao carried the wind-splashing knife on his shoulder and turned toward the Jurchen camp. His voice became colder: "I heard the thousand-mile voice transmission from your new leader, and I came to intercept you in front of you so that I could kill the Jurchen people together."

"As for why I want to kill..." Shi Bao turned his face and looked at his former companion behind him, "Because I have a son, I don't want my son to be a slave to the savages in the future, that's it!"

The moonlight dimmed, and the burning fire became more and more dazzling...
Chapter completed!