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Zong Wang adjusted his troops deployment.

After the Han army attacked continuously, the army suffered heavy injuries, especially the front-on attacking army, which lost its advantage in number. He immediately concentrated the Han army on the front and left-wing battlefields, and also allocated 3,000 Khitans and Xi people, commanded by Wu Shu, and attacked the right wing of the rebel army fiercely. The right wing has always been the weakness of the rebel army. The Jin army has made breakthroughs from here twice in a row. This time, he also chose the right wing as a breakthrough. Once the right wing breaks, the rebel army has to continue to retreat.

After breaking through this obstacle, the Jin army was only two miles away from the middle formation of the rebel army. The scouts returned that the rebel general's general was two miles away. As long as Li Hu could be forced to transfer the general's general's battalion and the rebel general's battalion would move, the rebel army would be panicked, and the subsequent battle situation would be controlled by the Jin army.

After the fire broke out, the Jin army's tide-like offensive finally stopped.

The soldiers of the first general of the Black Mountain Army fought hard to kill the Jin soldiers on the position, and then all lay down. Many people lay on the dead bodies, gasping for breath. Who would have thought that the battle was so hard that they didn't even have time to breathe. The prisoners who had just entered the battlefield were still in shock. Although the rebels did not kill them, they could hardly save their heads when they arrived at this terrible slaughterhouse. They were not dead at this moment, and the headless corpse lying on the ground the next moment might be themselves.

Just as they were depressed and lamenting their miserable fate, the attack of the Jin army began again.

The soldiers of the rebel army cursed, and the Jurchens raised by the bitches were all beasts, treating the Han people as dogs, and desperately drove them to hell. Some soldiers became angry when they saw these prisoners. Although they are also rebels now and they are brothers who live and die together, they cannot get rid of the resentment in their hearts. They open their mouths and scold them. You dogs, open their eyes and look at the dead bodies here. This is the end of being a dog. Even if you go to hell, you are dogs and will not become ghosts of the Han people.

Some people are willing to be dogs because they have benefits and benefits, some are willing to be dogs because they want to keep their heads, and some are willing to be dogs because they are all dogs. Of course, they also want to be dogs, so they are willing to be dogs. But the latter two types of dog-making people, as long as you awaken their conscience and inspire their passion, they can still wake up and resolutely decide not to be dogs, and stand up straight and be a person.

The surrendered Liao army and Han soldiers belong to people with conscience. They are also from poor and humiliating, and are also ants who are overwhelmed by oppression and humiliation. In this desperate situation where life and death are hanging on the line, becoming a person again, a real Han man is of course the only choice. Before, sacrifice your life and death, "kill..."

When I found the problem with this killing, the enemy was not Han people, but changed to foreign people. When they opened their mouths and shouted, it turned out to be Khitan people, Xi people, and life-and-death enemy.

The bitch keeps the land, I will kill you. "Kill the enemy, kill the enemy..." The soldiers of the rebel army suddenly became excited, and their morale was like rainbows, and they sacrificed their lives to fight for their lives. "Cut them, chop them..."

You don’t want to die, the Khitans, and of course the Xi people don’t want to die. This is the battlefield. If you don’t kill someone, you will be killed. You can’t hesitate at all.

These people are actually grass, mustard, ants, and were defeated and surrendered by the Jurchens. In order to save their heads, they became the Jurchens' dogs. However, they are foreigners, and they are also foreigners, which are superior to Han dogs, and they enjoy different treatments. After all, people live in the world for their belly. Being a dog is comfortable, and their lives are still the same as in the past. Who is willing to lose their heads? So they become dogs peacefully. One day, the Jurchens are no longer able to do it, and the new master is in trouble. He transforms himself and becomes a Khitan again, chases the Jurchens and beats them, and lets the Jurchens be dogs. As long as their heads don't fall off, they live a good life, and it doesn't matter if they are a human being or a dog.

However, the Jurchens were worried that the dog's owner was still alive and was still showing off his power. Maybe one day the dog would bite back, so he kept locked at home and didn't dare to use it easily. This time, he was fighting the rebels and killing the Han people. It was a good opportunity to exert the power of the foreign dogs, so of course he had to use it boldly.

The rogue dog is indeed powerful. It hasn't killed anyone for a while, and the knife's head has not licked blood. It's time to have fun. Besides, I have to show it to the new master. My dog ​​is still very valuable. If you give me good food and drink, I will naturally work hard when fighting.

These people were raising their energy and attacking sharply. However, the rebels were exhausted after a long battle. After the excitement passed, their fatigue appeared again and they could not hold on. They were killed by the Khitans and were unable to resist.

Wen Yuan, the first general of the Black Mountain Army, was in the back formation. Seeing that the middle formation was killed by the Jin soldiers, and the casualties were severely injured, he immediately ordered the trench to be lit.

This time the Jin people were prepared. As soon as the fire broke out, the reserve troops launched a charge. Taking advantage of the raft that had not yet been burned, they rushed through the trench and rushed towards the rebel army like a tide. The soldiers from the rebel army's rear formation also rushed up, and thousands of people on both sides were squeezed into a long horse-resisting formation, attacking and killing each other, and they were completely desperate.

Wen Yuan and his entourage were also fighting in the formation. During the fierce battle, Wen Yuan's thigh was injured and blood was flowing. The entourages surrounded him to protect him. The Khitans immediately guessed that he was a high-ranking official, and then they rushed to help each other and attacked left and right. The entourages could not resist and fell down one after another. The soldiers of the rebels rushed forward and sacrificed their lives to protect each other. The Khitans' eyes were red. Even if the spear penetrated through, they also took the last blow and pulled a cushion to death. One life was exchanged for another life. Both sides sacrificed their lives, and the killing was extremely tragic. In a short period of time, corpses on the ground were piled up and blood flowed.

The Khitans killed three steps away from Wenyuan, and Wenyuan had retreated to the edge of the trench, and behind it was a trench full of pointed wooden stakes. The nearest raft was ten steps away. If he wanted to rush over, he would have to pay at least a dozen people. He turned around and found that the rebels were retreating, and many of them had retreated to the back formation, and many Khitans also crossed the trench and entered the back formation. The situation was extremely critical. If the back formation was broken, the Jin soldiers and horses came roaring and attacked from the flank. The other two battlefields of the rebels would definitely be attacked from both sides and be lost on the whole line.

"Ignite, ignite..." Wen Yuan roared wildly.

Now we can only block the middle and back formation by relying on fire, but the sound of killing on the battlefield was shocking, and the soldiers on both sides were crazy. The archers in the back formation were shooting the enemy now, and Wen Yuan could not hear the shouts.

Wen Yuan was anxious and grabbed the flag from the hands of the flag-holding soldiers, waved it hard, and shouted at the top of his lungs. The archers in the back position found the dancing flag and also saw Wen Yuan's gesture of ignition, but the middle formation was filled with soldiers from the side, and Wen Yuan was among them. Once the fire was released, the first general of the Black Mountain Army was finished, and very few could come back alive.

"Let go, let go..." Wen Yuan was so angry that he was furious when he saw the archers hesitating.

A Khitan archer moved behind him. His long arrow was aiming at the dancing flag and the burly general under the flag. However, there were too many people in front of him and the arrows in his hand could not be shot out. At this time, he saw a pile of corpses that were stacked up. Standing on the pile of corpses, he could shoot the general, but the arrows in the air roared sharply. If he fought up, he would be the target. It would be hard to die.

The Khitans fell in a fierce battle, screaming and screaming one after another, and their heads were blowing from time to time in the air, and their short limbs were sprinkled with blood-spraying flowers.

The Khitan man couldn't help it anymore, hatred burned in his heart, anger exploded in his body, and he took it aside. Kill him and killed him could save the lives of many brothers. The Khitan soldiers jumped onto the pile of corpses, and the arrows in their hands roared out loud, but before they could make a second gesture, more than a dozen long arrows roared from all directions and shot him through immediately.

The long arrow passed through the crowd of people fighting fiercely, and pierced through the armor with a "puff" sound and drilled into Wen Yuan's vest. The armor-piercing arrows were extremely powerful and the shooting distance was close. After the armor-piercing piercing force continued to pierce Wen Yuan's body, and it did not stop until the arrow cluster touched the chest armor.

Wen Yuan suddenly felt pain, and his burly body fell forward due to the huge inertia of the armor-piercing arrows, and moved his feet two steps in a row. Fortunately, he had a big flag in his hand and the flagpole was on the ground, so he barely stabilized his body, otherwise he would fall into the trench.

The blood spurted out instantly, wet the jacket and flowed down his body. Wen Yuan began to dizzy. He knew that he was not good enough. He used his last bit of strength to insert the flag into the land. His right arm hugged the flag tightly to support his shaking body. Now he couldn't fall no matter what. Now, the morale of the army collapsed and the position was lost.

The archers lit the rocket and raised their bows to the sky, but they didn't dare to launch them. They stared at Wen Yuan, hoping that Wen Yuan would give another gesture and another order, hoping that Wen Yuan would change his mind.

Wen Yuandi's vision gradually blurred and his consciousness gradually lost, but he still remembered one thing in his heart. He slowly raised his left arm, stretched out, and gave the last order and fired.

The archer in the back formation raised his head and cried out with a roar.

"Boom..." The trench ignited, fires gushed up, flames soared into the air, and thick smoke rolled, covering the battlefield in an instant.

Wen Yuan saw the fire, and he let out his last breath, closed his eyes, held the banner tightly, and stood firm.

The soldiers of the rebel army saw the fire burning and their backs were cut off, and they were in despair. But at this time they saw Wen Yuan, the flying flag, and the dead coach.
Chapter completed!