Chapter 262: The iron spear washes away old hatreds, and it is difficult to cure Jingkang’s shame. Comfort!

While he was shocked and suspicious, he saw the sword lights on his own boat. He was silent and the sailors rushed out of short force and attacked the Jin army on the boat. He was caught off guard and killed dozens of Jin soldiers in a blink of an eye. Bodi was angry and shouted repeatedly, and organized the Jin soldiers on the boat to fight back. When the spears and big swords came out, he heard a sound of water. The boatmen who had just started to make trouble jump into the water and disappeared, leaving the big ships circling in the water and gradually swung to the shore.

Bodieben was not familiar with the nature of water. At first, he was extremely panicked. He saw that the big ship was extremely stable in the water. He was washed around by the river, but there was no danger of overturning. He gradually moved closer to the shore and felt very calm. After a while, the bottom of the ship sounded loudly, and everyone on the ship fell and fell, but they were happy. He knew that it had crossed the river. Without waiting for instructions, they jumped off the boat and waded on the water.

This place is far away from the scheduled landing place, but as soon as it lands, the weapons in front of us were already fighting loudly, and the fighting sounded loudly. However, the Yue family army was ready for battle, but the Jin army was not firmly established. In addition, the number of people was disparate, and the Jin army did not even have time to get on, so they collided with the overwhelming cavalry of the Yue family army coming from the opposite side. Although it was not clear under the fire, it was almost a one-sided massacre!

Bodi was furious and after leading his men to the shore, he waved the iron cone in his hand, knocked down a cavalry of the Yue family army down, and then snatched the horse and ran wildly, hoping to find where Zhao Huan's carriage was. Even if the troops were defeated like a mountain, if they could steal Zhao Huan's hand, they could make the Yue family army throw themselves into a rat and dare not force them too much. When they returned to Yanjing, they could barely overthrow the emperor's order!

But after a moment of horse racing, Bodi's heart was cold: From a distance, there were endless iron armored cavalry within several miles of the ferry. If Zhao Huan had already fallen into the hands of a thief, how could he still be able to take it back? He was anxious and shouted loudly, and a black light swayed in the iron cone in his hand. In the strong wind, he swept out the torches within several feet. The Jin army gradually gathered more than a hundred cavalry and rushed to the docking place of the large ship in front.

When the Yue Family Army and the Jin army were fighting on the right, they saw that the group of people came fiercely and stepped forward to intercept them, but how could they stop the iron cone in Bodi's hand? But when he heard the muffled sound of the Jin-iron attack, the Yue Family Army's iron cavalry were thrown off the horse's back, and the rest did not dare to approach, and watched Bodi approach the wharf.

"Where can the thief escape!"——"

When Bodi was "out of power", he heard a loud shout, and dozens of cavalry rushed from the right side. The young general led the gun was like a black dragon, and he killed people. He stabbed several Jin soldiers in a silent voice. The latter often slipped off his horse in a howl. This spear was really as light as he could!

Bodi looked at him from the corner of his eyes, and did not dare to be careless. He turned the reins of the horse. In the blink of an eye, the two riders were only six or seven feet apart. Bodi shouted in a deep voice: "Go!"

The iron cone in his hand seemed to be out of nothing, and appeared from the darkness, and crashed into the iron spear like lightning. The soldiers were unable to defend themselves, and in horror, they danced a ball of big gun flowers. The head of the gun was dark and not very reflective, and it seemed to merge into the night, disappearing and disappearing, which was very different from the iron spear.

"when!"

The iron cone hit the gun flower, and it was slightly slower, and it was slightly off. It was swept past the enemy's helmet. The one that Bodi was determined to win was ineffective. He was surprised. In the Great Jin Kingdom, the number of masters who could avoid the attack of the iron cone would not exceed one hand. It was rare to meet one person here easily. What's more important is that this method of disassembly is not like an ordinary Great Jin general. Masters in the Beijing Capital usually use heavy weapons to shake them away, or simply move their positions in advance to avoid the edge. The former relies entirely on the strong army, while the latter requires the opponent to be light and clever.

But the opponent's shot in front of him had traces of skill. He could clearly realize that the power in this shot was not enough to fight him, but he could slid a fierce cone to one side and change the trajectory of the flying cone.

"Yang Family Gun? No!" Bodi was shocked at first, thinking of Yang Zaixing, who was right at the foot of Qibao Mountain in Lin'an, but then immediately denied his thoughts. Yang Zaixing used the iron caltrop on the head of the iron spear and fought hard with his iron cone. He could not collide with dozens of strikes, but he did not show any strength. He was a magical power, but now his gun technique is a way of using softness to overcome hardness. There is softness in his strength, which is not a routine that Yang Zaixing could use force to break!

"Who is coming!" Bodie's thoughts turned quickly, but the iron cone in his hand did not rest at all. The iron chain tied to the cone was like a living thing, drilling in and out in his hand, holding the big iron cone flying in and out in the air, constantly fighting with the iron spear. For a moment, the "Dangdang" sounded like a pearl falling from a jade plate, endlessly. This hand cone method was no longer purely to use brute force to attack the enemy. It was light in the process of lifting heavy weights, and it was not easy to use.

The opposite was Yue Lin, the third son of the Yue family, who was almost bleeding at this moment! Since the first strike, the iron spear in his hand almost flew out. After that, every strike was added with another stinging pain on his numb hands. The tiger's mouth had already cracked and bleeding, and the skin of the palm and fingers holding the gun was also worn out. The chest was stagnant and it was difficult to breathe, but how could he answer? He had to grit his teeth and hold on to it.

This taste was not something Yue Lin had just tasted. When Yue Lei and his brothers practiced their marksmanship at Yue Mansion, they often pushed Yue Lin out of breath despite their young age. However, at that time, there was only a white wax pole in their hand, so how heavy is it today's iron spear!

No one around dared to approach, for fear of being injured by Tie Gui, but the Yue family army gradually killed the Jin army, and the Jin army could continue to fight gradually became rare. Although Bodi was in the mood, he complained and was very frightened, otherwise he would not have been stalemate with Yue Lin for a long time.

Yue Lin was about to shout at the moment of life and death that every day was unresponsive, but when he heard the soldiers and horses around him gathered, Yang Zaixing rushed over and shouted: "Wanyan Hengdao!"

Bodi trembled when he heard the sound, and suddenly held the cone in his hand. The shadows of the cone were collected in the sky. Yue Lin was overjoyed and pulled back aside. He was as lucky as escaping from the sky. His arms were sore and numb. His iron spear almost fell down, and his heart was beating wildly.

After stopping both sides, Bodi looked around, and there were less than a hundred cavalry and three or four hundred squadrons approaching him. The rest of the people either fled in all directions or had lost their lives at the hands of the Yue family army. Zhao Huan's carriage was missing, and he probably had fallen into the hands of the Yue family army. He couldn't help but feel frustrated. He didn't dare to look for Zhao Huan anymore, but looked for a path to escape, but in this level in front of him, could he avoid the iron spear in Yang Zaixing's hand!

Although Yang Zaixing swept around the shore and led two or three hundred cavalry to many places of the Jin army, and was determined to rush the Jin army to gather, but Bodi did not find out in time when he rushed to the front. He saw Yue Lin no longer able to fight back. When he saw the iron cone flying, he didn't know that the opponent's general was here. He was also in a daze at the moment, so he led his team to pounce. When he saw Yue Lin escaped, he could no longer wait. With a wave of the iron spear in his hand, he rushed towards Bodi, and the other iron cavalry under his command snatched the gathering of Jin people.

Bodie knew that this battle was inevitable, so he gritted his teeth and the iron cone flew out again and smashed it to Yang Zaixing's head. However, he was worried about Yang Tiejian. Although he had long wanted to go to Jincheng to find Yang Tiejian in Kaifeng to continue the unfinished battle at the Qibao Mountain, when he really fought, he was afraid for no reason and did not dare to do his best, knowing that Yang Zaixing was not as easy to meet as Yue Lin.

"when!--"

This sound was no longer as dull as when he fought with Yue Lin before, and it sounded so quickly. The iron spear was swung to the most round point, and the iron caltrop under the spear head broke through the air and collided with the iron cone. It was like a thrust. This time it was Bodi's turn to hurt both hands, and the iron cone almost flew out of his hand with the iron chain. He hurriedly pulled it back into his hand, so he had to attack again.

At the foot of Qibao Mountain, Bodi controlled the horse's back freely, and the iron cone was like a living creature, while Yang Zaixing lost his mount and was treated as an anvil on the ground, causing sparks to splash everywhere. At present, both sides were on the horse's back. There was no such difference. Yang Zaixing's eyes were full of fire, and the iron spear danced out a bunch of gun flowers, spreading out only a few feet away from the iron cone. However, no matter how agile the iron cone was, it always fell into the nest like a tired bird returning to the nest, and then fell like a broken wing.

Bodi had just fought several strikes and felt desperate. He saw that every time Yang Zaixing's iron spear was hit several feet closer to him. If he hit several more, the iron cone's long-distance attack advantage would be gone. Although it could attack faster, it was difficult to keep his back to defend himself. He couldn't help but feel restless and his hands were even more painful.

Just at this moment, there were a burst of noise on the shore, and several large ships landed, and nearly a thousand gold soldiers were pouring down. This was the last group of Jin troops who crossed the river with Bodi. They had just fought with the boatmen on the deep-rooted and lush leaves. They finally seized control. When they arrived at the shore, the situation was already very bad, and they all rushed to escape.

Yang Zaixing had to ignore it, but suddenly realized: "Hurry! Save the car!"

The Yue family army, who had just finished fighting, heard the sound and rushed to the gathering place of the Jin people. More than 300 of them happened to approach Zhao Huan's chariot, and the drivers were only one or two hundred. The situation was really critical. Yang Zaixing no longer had the idea of ​​confronting Bodi. He picked the iron spear and opened the iron cone far away, and looked at the gap and rushed to Zhao Huan's chariot. If something happened to Zhao Huan, the battle would be at least half failed. In comparison, what would be the killing of Bodi?

Wherever Yang Zaixing's iron spear went, it was like a cone breaking through the waves. The more than 300 cavalrymen were slamming hundreds of Jin troops who had gathered and approached Zhao Huan, and their crying sounds shook the sky. They all fled everywhere. Who would dare to touch Zhao Huan's brain?

Bodi was like Yue Lin at this moment, knowing that this chaos actually saved his life, and he no longer fought with Tu Yang Zaixing. He turned his horse and ran north. He only followed more than ten cavalry behind him, and the rest of the Jin army were killed and scattered.

When Yue Lin waited for the river to settle down, he would never see the living Jin man again, so he said to Yang Zaixing with gale: "Uncle, it's a pity that he escaped Wanyan Heng!"

Yang Zaixing smiled and said, "It might as well, I just came out of the Qibao Mountain today and I will kill this thief in the future! As long as I keep the safety of the emperor, I will let this son live for a few more days. What is worth it!"

Then the two of them joined the horses in front of Zhao Huan's carriage. Yang Zaixing was in a armor and could not be fully polite. He got off the horse and stood by the river, bowing to Zhao Huan and said, "Your Majesty, I am late to save the horse! God blesses the Song Dynasty and has not ordered the thieves to show off. This is a blessing for me!"

On the edge of the river, the soldiers of the Yue family knelt down one after another.

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

More than 15,000 soldiers shouted by the river, resounding for dozens of miles. Since Jingkang, the two emperors went north and finally returned to the hands of the Song people. Although they failed to avenge their previous shame, they could comfort the subjects of the Song Dynasty!
Chapter completed!