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Dead...but it's worth it!

Chen Dexing thought this way, there were already five Mongolian Tartars who died in his hands in battle! As for the more than a thousand Song troops he commanded, there would be no less than three hundred in any case... Such a record is probably not common since the beginning of the Mongolian and Song war, right? It’s a pity that we can’t kill more, and we can’t turn the tide with our own strength like the protagonists in later time travel novels. However, it’s worth killing so many Tartars!

"I hope to kill the captives with you again in the next life!"

Looking at the red-coated soldier getting closer and closer, Chen Dexing took a deep breath and let out his last roar.

"I will kill the Tartars in the next life with my faith!"

The tragic response sounded loudly, and more than 600 Han men who were still fighting to the death were already hanging on the line, so they could only hope for the next life!

All the Mongolian cavalry rushed up, slamming with horses, stabbing with swords, and stabbing with guns. They fought desperately. In a blink of an eye, the Han soldiers in desperate situations forced into the waist-deep moat. Chen Dexing waved his big sword and killed another Mongolian soldiers who were clamoring for battle. Before he could take a breath, he heard a shout, which seemed to gush out with uncontrollable joy, and sounded behind him: "Divine Arm Bow! It's Divine Arm Bow! It's on the city wall..."

Chen Dexing turned around in shock and saw that there were countless soldiers on the top of the city that had just been empty. They were soldiers of the Song army. A large flag with the word "Xia" was raised high, and there were almost all archers under the banner. There was a sound of raising bows and raising strings on the city wall. It turned out that Jia Sidao had ambushed soldiers on the top of Yangzhou city.

"Tight..."

Countless sounds of bending strings sounded at the same time, and to Chen Dexing, it seemed to be the most beautiful sound of nature in the world! His current location is only more than a hundred steps away from the head of Yangzhou City, and ordinary power bows may be difficult to exert their power. However, the Song army's divine arm bow can kill Mongolian soldiers wrapped in leather armor at such a distance!

A dense raindrop suddenly flew out from the head of Yangzhou City, drawing a semicircular arc in the air, crossed the apex and slid down faster, and instantly rushed towards the Mongolian soldiers on the side of the moat.

The arrows of the Divine Arm Bow are also specially made, very small, and the total length is only a few inches. However, under the powerful crossbow force, the tiny arrows suddenly penetrated into the bodies of the Mongolian soldiers in the back row of the battle line with a roar like death. Then these arrogant Mongolian warriors trembled and pounced down like electric shock, and blood flowed out of the wounds pierced by the arrows, dyeing the water in the moat even redder.

Saved...

Chen Dexing was stunned and the situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed!

"The Tartars are going to lose, we are going to win! Everyone works harder and cut off a few more of the Tartars' heads to ask for rewards!"

The soldiers of the Song army who had fought hard with Chen Dexing finally reacted, shouted loudly, raised their swords and guns and used their last strength to slash forward and stab them out. The sound of the collision of weapons sounded again, covering up all the sounds!

The two armies fought in hand-to-hand combat, and it was never personal martial arts, but morale, discipline and collective strength. As long as hundreds of big swords and spears were organized into a moving steel jungle, they could crush all enemies that were blocking them! The Song army infantry of this era was probably the most skilled warriors in the world. Even if they were just farmers and fishermen more than a year ago, they were not afraid of the world's most powerful Mongolian warriors!

The Song army formed the battle formation crashed into the depths of the Mongolian cavalry formation, swung their swords and slashed, and slashed with guns. They stormed the already shaken Alihan's troops. The volley of the divine arm bows just now had caused great casualties to them. In addition, the volley of the Song army crossbowmen under Chen Dexing's command had been killed within twenty steps and the subsequent hard battle, at least 400 Mongolian soldiers lost their lives or were seriously injured!

Such a huge loss is almost rare since the beginning of the war between the Mongolian and the Song dynasties. The Mongolian warriors have always driven the Han army and drove the vassals from all over the Western Regions to rush forward. Now, this generation of Mongolian warriors has never fought in such a hard battle with life?

Alihan was also stunned by the scene in front of him. He never expected that he would lose, and he was defeated so badly. A whole thousand-man team could not defeat the Song army, which was less than his, and suffered more than 400 casualties!

What is going on? Is the iron hoof of the Great Mongolian really going to stop at the city of Yangzhou? Didn’t it mean that the southerners were weak and vulnerable? He led his troops south with his father, broke the city of countless southerners, took the wife and daughter of the southerners for himself, trampled the elderly and weak men to death with horse hoofs, and exposed the babies of the southerners with spear tips. How might it be? How could he have seen such soldiers who were fighting to the death and shouted to go to the underworld together?

If the southerners were like this, how could the Great Mongolia sweep all the way to the Yangtze River?

Forget it, let’s retreat today. The men of Great Mongolia have not lost battles, there is nothing extraordinary. They will be more than a hundred times more often in the future.

Thinking of this, Alihan whistled and issued an order to retreat. At the same time, he turned his horse's head and ran for more than ten steps. Suddenly, he tied the reins and shouted, and said in fluent Northern Chinese: "I am the son of Yeligan, the Marshal of the Mongol capital of all wings. Alihan, a thousand households, defeated me as a general of the Southern People today. Can I be a common name?"

"I am Chen Dexing, the trusted man from the Song Dynasty!" Chen Dexing shouted with glaring, "Alihan, can you dare to fight with someone for three hundred rounds?"

However, Alihan ignored Chen Dexing, turned his horse and left, and took less than 600 Mongolian soldiers under his command and left like lightning. The red-coated soldiers who were approaching the formation seemed to have fallen into battle when they saw the defeat of the Mongolian cavalry, and immediately stopped and retreated.

Chen Dexing fought with more than a thousand defeated soldiers of the Martial Swordsman, but he actually won a victory from several times the powerful enemy!

But at this moment, the situation on the entire battlefield changed drastically, and the balance of victory turned to Mongolia again! The other seven teams of the eight Mongolian Thousands of Man teams that scattered seemed to have seven hurricanes that could break all obstacles were sweeping everywhere on the battlefield!

"Defeated! Defeated! Run!" A huge shouting sound suddenly sounded like a tsunami in the surrounding battlefield. Chen Dexing heard the panic and hustle and bustle at the extreme!

He looked in the direction where the shouts came, and only saw a large group of Song troops running towards the moat. Countless Mongolian Han troops and Mongolian cavalry chased them, ramming with horses, slashing with knives and axes, and shooting with crossbows. On the battlefield, blood flowed into a river, corpses were lurking everywhere, and the crying sounds shook the sky!

The scholar of the Duanming Palace of the Song Dynasty, the political affairs, the affairs of the Privy Council, and the ambassador of Lianghuai, Jia Sidao, standing on the high platform of the Song army with a cold face, watching the chaos of the battlefield. No matter how Liao Yingzhong and Liang Chongru were persuaded by each other, he would not move to Yangzhou City. Because he knew that if his flag had not moved here, the Song army outside Yangzhou City would have been defeated long ago! But now, the situation of the Song army is still very bad!

Of course, the Mongolian iron cavalry is powerful. Although they suffered some small losses under Jia Sidao's personal tent army, the ordinary Song army, who had been fighting with the Mongolian Han army for a long time and had consumed a lot of physical strength, were difficult to withstand the impact of their iron cavalry! In less than an hour, four Song army formations had been broken by the Mongol horse hooves! The remaining military formations were also shaking.
Chapter completed!