Zong Xian and others were happy and worried when they heard this. Because there were all generals in the tent, they were not taboo. They said at the moment: "The two sides are separated and agreed that there will be more than ten days ago. If there is any change, it will be amazing."

Zong Bi naturally knew that they were so worried that even if they broke through the siege in this way, even if it was a little bit of time and cooperation, it would definitely be a very miserable end.

However, as the head coach, he had to give confidence to his generals. At that moment, he looked relaxed and replied to everyone: "It's okay, when I was feinting the attack today, I had already seen the cooperation between the opponent. Zong Han acted cautiously and would definitely not let us suffer a huge loss in vain."

What this is reasonable. Although everyone in the tent could not feel completely relieved, they all looked relaxed. Someone couldn't help but say, "After joining forces with Prince Zonghan, we might as well turn around and kill, eat this Song soldier, and then act according to the situation."

Zong Bi was furious when he heard this, but he was not easy to scold him at this moment. He knew that he had won many years of wars everywhere, and his arrogant and arrogant spirit among his generals had not been completely erased by several crushing defeats. At that moment, he had to comfort and analyze it with kind words and make everyone go to boost morale separately, so he felt a little relieved.

After several days of thunderstorms, it was a good day. The sun was so strong in summer. In one day, the muddy roads had already begun to dry and hard. Zong Bi was out of the tent and breathing fresh air, he looked up at the starry sky. He felt that the starry sky was thousands of miles away, and a full moon hung in the air, but it was a rare good night. He liked it in his heart and said in his heart: "I'm afraid it's just as the Han Confucian scholars said, "I want to be as good as the Han Confucian scholars said."

The night was good to sleep that night, and the next day it was light, and more than 30,000 Jin soldiers were already fully equipped. Because they were about to go home, they were already the northern part of the people of the time. As long as they broke the long encirclement in front of them, they could go straight to Yanjing. With this encouragement, the morale of the army that had been declining for many days returned to the army. Zong Bi and others rode horses to patrol. They felt that although the three armies in front of them could not fully recover the courage of the day, they were not much worse. They were very happy for a moment.

Zong Bi looked at the sky and the time he had agreed to be almost the same as Zong Han. He listened with his ears and felt that everything in the Song army camp was as normal, and there was no strange movement, and he felt more at ease now.

Although the Song army far exceeds the Jin soldiers, if we don’t know where the Jin soldiers will break through, we cannot concentrate our superior forces to stop them. The Jin soldiers can attack on both sides and quickly tear open the seemingly solid defense line.

After more than 30,000 Jurchen soldiers filled their stomachs, they looked full of energy and murderous intent. Everyone knew that this was the last battle, either to win or die, which really added a little bit of ruthlessness.

Zong Bi, Zong Xian, Tu Hesu and others discussed briefly, assembled 5,000 elite troops in the army, and handed them over to Tu Hesu, who is known for his bravery, and attacked forward at full speed, tearing a gap for the entire army.

Tuhesu was responsible for heavy responsibilities, but he was not panicked, but the scar on his face jumped and twisted, which was a little funny. After the five thousand elites were assembled, he smiled slightly at Zong Bi and others, leaned against the horse and hugged Zong Bi. Zong Xian was politely politely, and then said, "I'll take the lead first, no matter what, you can keep up quickly."

Seeing that the two of them looked a little ugly, they said again: "My safety is nothing, it is most important to return safely in the army."

Tuhesu has always been brave and is known as the King of Dragon and Tiger among the Song people. Speaking like this at this time, he decided to rush to the formation with death without opening a gap and would rather die in the formation.

Although Zong Bi felt it was not very auspicious, he had to nod and smile at Tuhe to show encouragement.

Zong Xian and others said nothing, just watched Chuhesu come out loudly, and five thousand elite cavalry followed closely behind, and the black armor shone brightly under the rising sun in the east, particularly dazzling.

The Jin army camp was very close to the Song army's position. It was less than three miles away. Five thousand cavalrymen ran from trotting to accelerating, and in an instant, they had already rushed to the Song army camp.

After the first cavalry, Zong Bi personally led the main force of the central army, followed closely behind, followed by Zong Xian and others, leading a small number of cavalry to support the severance of the rear.

Tuhezhi was strong by nature, and in terms of courage and righteousness, he was even stronger than Zong Bi. He saw the silence of the Song camp opposite him. He thought that the other party did not expect that the Jin soldiers suffered a loss yesterday and came to the camp again early this morning. At that moment, with a long sword in his hand, thousands of Jurchen soldiers shouted together, and the sound of killing was shocking the sky and the momentum was terrifying.

The camp they selected looked the weakest, with few defenses on the periphery and the flattest terrain. The camp was just erected with a simple wooden fence, and a thin wooden wall seemed to fall down as soon as it rushed.

Tu Heshu was excited and felt his whole body tremble. Even when he was young, he was not so excited when he first fought with the Khitan cavalry.

Back then, he had to care about his own life, but the current charge was related to the safety of the entire army and even the critical survival of the Jin Kingdom.

"Boom!" The Song army in the camp had already discovered the charge of Jurchen cavalry. Suddenly, muskets pounded, and white smoke rose in the Song camp.

Tu Hezhi sneered on his face. During the recent battle with the Song army, the Jin soldiers had already had a preliminary understanding of this simple primitive firearm. They knew that it looked powerful but actually had little lethality. Unless it was an unlucky person who was hit head-on by it, it would be difficult to cause fatal damage.

After several battles, the war horses were not as scared as Kaichu's sound. They suddenly looked around and saw that although the war horses were harassed, they continued to gallop forward. They even comforted them. If they could rush across the enemy's village, there would be a plain of flat land and a large army of Zong Han, who would have no power to surround the two Jurchen cavalry that had joined.

However, the development of the matter was far beyond his expectations. The enemy camp, which was less than half a mile, erupted white smoke became stronger and stronger. Many cavalrymen who rushed to the front had been shot and dropped. In terms of density and quantity, the firepower output of the Song army camp in front of him was far greater than the impression that Song army firearms gave to the Jin soldiers in any previous battle.

A little closer, there were already a crossbow on the opposite side. The sound of squeaking and turning the winch made the Jurchen knights particularly terrifying. The famous long-range weapon of the Song army put psychological pressure on the cavalry far exceeding the louder musket.

A group of short spear-like crossbows fired out and shot rapidly into the cavalry formation. They could not dodge and could not predict their direction. All the cavalry could only subconsciously lower their heads and pray that the crossbow would not fall on their bodies.

The result of the matter has always been contrary to wish. It seems that the crossbows in the world are concentrated in the Song army camp opposite. Countless cold crossbow arrows roaring, and each powerful arrow will take the lives of one or more Jurchen knights. In front of the crossbow arrows that only a few people can win, any armor protection will be ineffective. As long as the arrow is hit, blood will blew and be killed on the spot. After the momentum crossbow arrows pass through the heart, they may continue to seize the lives of the second and third person.

Tuhe Tsu was sweating profusely. The Song army on the other side had such strong long-range strike ability, which was beyond his expectations. Even in the siege battle to capture Taiyuan, the Song army of Song had only five or six bed crossbows, but only psychologically attacked the Jin soldiers. The actual effect was not comparable to the crossbow arrow shooting in front of him.

Seeing countless loyal and brave soldiers, even if they didn't see a single enemy's hair, they were all shot into arrows and fell to the ground. Suddenly, they screamed desperately, encouraging the soldiers, "Start up, as long as they break through to the enemy's formation, they will not be afraid of crossbow arrows."

In fact, it is not necessary for him to follow him to fight against the formation. After all, the elite soldiers of the Jin Kingdom collected Luolai for Zongbi. Everyone had already automatically dispersed the formation and tried their best to open the gap with their companions, so as not to cause heavy casualties due to the overly dense formation.

The cavalry charged at high speed, and the half-mile journey was only overnight. After just a few waves of crossbows, the entire cavalry team went forward halfway, only more than two hundred steps away from the target.

All the cavalry showed ecstasy expressions, their weapons were waving in the air, and the elites who had experienced countless bloody battles showed bloodthirsty excitement, ready to repay the other party with a more painful blow in a while.

The sudden speed did not mean any ease. Since the opponent's long-range strike was so sharp, hundreds of cavalry had already died and fell from horses in a short distance, and within the range of the archer's shooting range, I would have to withstand a more severe blow.

The development of the matter was indeed as expected. When the Golden Cavalry broke through to less than 200 steps, although the sound of hooves was thunder, everyone on the battlefield still heard the sound of slashing the bowstrings. Chuhe Tsui felt nervous and hurriedly lay on the horse's back, not daring to look up. The personal soldiers around him knew that this wave of arrow rain was important, so they immediately opened their shields. Although the horses were riding quickly, they were well-rounded and still blocked the coach as much as possible within the protection range of their shields.

The Song army general on the opposite side obviously knew that the Jin cavalry had entered the attack range. After a sharp gong sound, he could only hear a "buzzing" sound, and it flew out of the Song army camp like a rain of locust arrows, covering the sky and the sun. He saw countless small black dots first flew into the air, even blocking the sunlight, and then quickly flew downwards, with inertia, directly shooting towards the Jurchen cavalry in the running.

Under such intensive attacks, the Jin soldiers suffered far exceeding the bed crossbows and rifles just now.

Blood splattered everywhere and screamed in pain.

Countless tall men were covered with feather arrows, and fell off their horses. They roared and struggled on the northern land where the war horses were raising the dust in the sky, and then were trampled into mud by the horses that were galloping.

Some people were hit by an arrow, but fell off the horse without saying a word.

Some people were shot countless arrows, all over their bodies, like hedgehogs, but they still tried to hold the neck of the war horse and prevent themselves from falling off the horse.
Chapter completed!