Chapter 826: The man who comes out of seclusion cannot afford to be injured

The snow was blowing heavily. On the vast snowy field, the north wind rolled up thousands of snow like a knife. The thick snow was in the middle of the snow field, and the smoke from the cooking field was rising. The tent covered with a thick layer of snow stood quietly.

This is a small Jurchen tribe, belonging to a tribe of the five countries. Such Jurchen tribes that migrated from the northeastern border can be seen everywhere in Beijing Road. The Jurchen tribes between the white mountains and black waters are in trouble. There are snow all year round, and the rivers have become ice lumps most of the time. Now, the Jurchen hero Aguda takes advantage of the situation, and all tribes are inevitably exposed to the light of Aguda. Most of the tribes of Aguda have migrated into big cities such as Linhuang Mansion and Dading Mansion to enjoy their fortunes. The tribes of the five countries are different, because they have fought with Aguda's tribe for years before, and the spoils they can share are very few. However, for the people of the five countries, they are already satisfied. They can migrate from the bitter and cold border area to the Linhuang Mansion with abundant water and grass, and their lives have improved a lot.

The tribe has a population of only more than 5,000, and it is not too much, but men are fighting. In addition to a small number of young people, most of them are old, weak, women and children. The juren women have some strength to do the responsibility of grazing. It is impossible to herd horses in this kind of weather. Fortunately, there are many water and grass here, so a lot of horse materials were stocked up before winter came. So after women feed cattle and horses, they hurried in tents most of the time, sewing and repairing, and making fires.

At this time, the sky was already covered with dusk, and the light was very dim. However, more than a hundred young and strong men were dispatched from the tribe to be responsible for patrol. These people could not sleep all night and could only drink in the tent with a horse lantern, and immediately warn them whenever there was a storm.

A group of vicious robbers came from the grassland. The news spread in the Linhuang Mansion area as if it had wings. It is said that this was a group of Han people. The leader was the King of Pingxi who defeated 30,000 Jurchen Iron Cavalry first and then burned and killed 50,000 Jurchen Warriors. The name of this person was very loud among the Jurchens. The old people from all departments said that this person had three eyes, six arms, faces as big as a basin, and opened his bloody mouth to swallow a horse. Such a demon-like person brought ten thousand iron cavalry.

When they arrived at the grassland, they burned, killed and robbed all the way, and were extremely cruel. Two days ago, I heard that the Tusuolun tribe, a hundred miles away, was attacked by Shen Ao's Iron Cavalry. Overnight, the tribe was razed to the ground. The snowfield was full of corpses of Tusuolun people. These robbers were still unable to relieve their hatred after killing people. Except for taking away food and horse materials that could be taken away, the rest of the things were burned. The fire burned for a day. When the Jurchen cavalry who arrived after hearing the news arrived there, the entire Tusuolun tribe had turned into coke.

Now the Empress Dowager has issued an imperial edict, ordering the iron cavalry in the capital area to intercept the iron cavalry everywhere, and 30,000 iron cavalry were divided into three teams to search for Shen Ao's traces, but they were often half a beat slower than the other party. A Jurchen cavalry almost caught them up. Unexpectedly, these Song army's iron cavalry not only ran fast, but also had a horrible skill in riding and shooting. The Jurchen cavalry chased after 60 miles and suffered heavy losses, so they had to go back in a bad mood.

In the past, the most concerned thing about the grassland was the harassment of wolves. In their eyes, only the cowardly Xixia, Liao and Han people were afraid of the surging iron cavalry in the desert. However, now the situation seems to be overturning. The news of Pingxi King coming out of seclusion came out, and everyone in the Jurchen tribes was in danger. The sudden changes made people at a loss.

It was just evening at this time, and the smoke from the cooking stove gradually went out. After the Jurchens in the tribe had eaten, the tent wrapped in thick cowhide lit up the lights, making the snow fields under the twilight a little more angry.

rumble……

The dense sound of horse hooves shocked the ground and rumbled.

Such a sudden sound made the tribe's people suddenly alert. Although the horse's hooves might come from the Jurchen cavalry or a group of wild horses foraging, no one dared to be careless at this time. Dozens of young people had rolled their curtains from the tent, went to the horse shed and turned over the horses. After looking at the tribe, on the boundless snow field, there was nothing except the rumbling horse's hooves.

The snow that was blown in the air by the north wind also obscured the sight of the warriors in the clan. However, soon, a blurred shadow suddenly appeared on the horizon, which was a cavalry. The figure of the cavalry was running back and forth on the horizon. Then, on the horizon, which was several miles long, in the snow and strong wind, one by one, riding shadows appeared.

"Hurry, hurry, it's a Song people, it's a Song people!"

The heart-wrenching roar pierced the whimpering sound of the wind, and the entire tribe immediately became in chaos. Both men and women rushed out of the tent, each carrying weapons, and searching for their own war horses. The cry of the children also came out. Some half-aged children rode on the foal with scimitars that were inconsistent with their bodies.

Everyone in the Jurchens are warriors. As long as they ride horses, they are not slaughtered. It only took one stick of incense. More than a thousand tribesmen had already assembled. The strong wind was roaring in a low voice. On the horizon, there were more and more riding shadows. Through the heavy snow, it seemed that they could be seen gathering under the banner. They had a weather-beaten face, cold and murderous intent. The eyes that had adapted to the killing seemed to be looking at the opposite village. Someone licked his mouth, as if he smelled the smell of blood.

The callused hands tightly clasped the standard long sword, and in the three-mile wilderness, silent cavalry had gathered under more than a dozen flags.

The broken leather armor could not block the cold air, and the scarlet cloak behind him roared, swaying left and right behind him.

Between the heaven and earth, the vast snow and the majestic white peaks in the distance all looked overshadowed. In those scarlet eyes that looked like wolves and tigers, there was only the gathering point of the real person and the unruly Jurchens.

Woo woo...

The ox horn made a low sound, and the silent man suddenly became eager to try. The restless war horse sniffed the snow with its hooves. In the middle of the team, the handsome flag was raised. Shen Ao, who was riding a white horse, was wearing rhinoceros leather armor with empty lines. The beam crown on his head was gone. He just tied his long hair with a rope. The messy hair fluttered with the north wind. Shen Ao's face suddenly became extremely ferocious. His long sword was unsheathed and pointed at the dark sky. His voice with a bit of hoarseness and fatigue spread out with the wind: "It's them. Let's spend the night here today, stay in their tents, grab their horse materials, eat their cattle and sheep..."

Zhou Heng, who was behind him, beat the horse tightly and pressed him behind Shen Ao with a majestic look, and said in a daze: "The woman who sleeps in their sleep!"

Shen Ao's words did not cheer everyone up, but Zhou Heng's words made the heroes of thousands of Iron Knights instantly yelled: "The woman who sleeps in them."

Chen Ao's face was a little stiff, and he cursed in his heart. As expected, the man turned into a beast as soon as he came out of seclusion. Without saying anything, he yelled at the vast snow field in front of him: "Kill!"

"kill!"

Tens of millions of war horses were galloping together, tens of thousands of horse hooves hit the snow, and the long shouts of killing resounded throughout the world, facing the strong wind and snow, running wildly on the snowfield.

After a little messy, tens of thousands of iron cavalry quickly condensed again and formed into an arrow formation, like sharp arrows that were drawn, and the stars crossed the snowfield like a meteor.

The Jurchens were already nervous, and they had to be nervous. These herdsmen on the grassland only had to look at the other party's riding skills and immediately understood that the Song people in front of them were the most outstanding cavalry, and they were not even under the Guiller Horse Army. They might not have the excellent riding and shooting skills of Guiller Horse Army, but the ten thousand people who were as one and silent as a person were enough to fight against Guiller Horse Army.

Some Jurchens had already felt desperate, but now they had no choice. More than a thousand people gritted their teeth and then faced the overwhelming iron cavalry of the Song army and instigated the war horse.

The two cavalry teams were getting closer and closer, and suddenly, the roars of the captains came from the Song army's iron cavalry: "Bend the bow!"

"Bend the bow..."

With a command, Song Jun, who was driving in the lightning, used his feet to control the war horse without hesitation, pulled out the bow and arrow behind him, and shot without aiming.

Hissing...

The overwhelming rain of arrows covered the Jurchen cavalry team. The Song army's arrows were made of wolf-toothed arrow clusters, which were light and dense. For a moment, many Jurchens fell from their horses like harvested forage, and most of them were injured by the rushing horses and even killed. Before they could meet in close combat, the Jurchen formation became disordered with this scattered shooting.

When fighting cavalry, the most taboo thing is to loosen the formation. Once a flaw is revealed, the opponent can expand the flaw without hesitation and directly plow the bloody path.

The Jurchens were even more desperate, and at this time, the Song army on the opposite side changed tacitly. The cavalry guarding the two wings suddenly turned their heads and divided into two groups to detour towards the wings of the Jurchen cavalry. Although the Song army on both wings was only a few hundred, the Jurchens had already understood that the Song cavalry's plan was to break through in the middle and encircle the two wings. Such tactics required extremely high tacit understanding.

With only one arrow shot, the Song army withdrew the bow without hesitation and hung the longbow directly on the small hook in the saddle. Then, the Song army roared together: "Draw the sword!"

clang clang...

The cold and pissed blade deshewned out and appeared in front of the Jurchens like a forest.

boom……

In this short period, the two cavalry teams finally collided with each other. The loose Jurchen cavalry first stagnated for a while, and then... the tide of Song cavalry rushed and started wave after wave of sprints. The Song cavalry on both wings arrived at the same time, just like flesh and blood being completely exposed to the iron fist. One, two, heavy blows, and again, finally paralyzed.

The Jurchen cavalry team was completely messy, and teams of Song cavalry galloped in this open hole without hesitation. A layer of frost was condensed on the surface to draw an arc under the sky, and a miserable roar echoed.

One, two, three... like a festering embankment, the Song army surging opens one hole like a flood, and then expands the hole and plows opens bloody roads.

The entire battle was fierce and short. From the contact between the two armies and the complete collapse of the Jurchens, in just a blink of an eye, the long swords were raised high and slashed heavily, and the iron hooves trampled on the fallen enemy. The more than a thousand Jurchen cavalry teams that were gathered together in a hurry were completely collapsed, and they were completely covered, without any suspense!

The Song army began to tacitly divide and surround the remaining Jurchens with the battalion, and kept running and storming. The hot blood dissolved the snow. On the muddy land, blood was spreading and roaring was echoing!

Chen Ao led a team of personal guards to get rid of the battle. The horse ran up to a small hill. The pair of tiger eyes looked down from high to end. The north wind blew on his cold cheeks. His eyes were extremely cruel. Then he said to Zhou Heng behind him: "In half an hour, I don't want to see the living Jurchens. If I pass the orders on, it's still the same rule, and no one will be left behind!"

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Chapter completed!