Chapter 1,268 Militiaman Guo Erdan

However, all the ministries have been attached to the Song army. The Xia army was too confident before and made too many advances. Now it is not so easy to leave.

Liang Yongneng had just gathered some troops when a group of Tibetan infantry with two-handed swords suddenly appeared on the flank of the Xia army's rear army!

Hengshan Bubazi!

This elite mountain infantry, which once frightened the Song army and made the Xia people proud, has now become another ace in Zhong'e's hands.

Now this army is full of deep-seated hatred towards the Xia people.

Wei Mingshan, with disheveled hair and the shape of a mad tiger, flew into the Xia formation with his sword flying, shouting: "Revenge for Lawu City——"

Tens of thousands of Hengshan Tibetans were more ferocious than the Xia people. Now they were equipped with sophisticated weapons by the Song people. With a deep hatred for the Xia people, they followed the steps of their leaders and joined the battle: "Revenge——"

Ten years ago, Luowu fell, and Weimingshan was forced to lead his people to flee into the Song Dynasty.

Wei Mingshan's wife Cang La, regardless of her own safety, resolutely took the slow-moving old and weak person into hiding in the valley.

The Xia people did not catch Wei Mingshan, who had been granted a surname by the royal family for his meritorious service, so they vented their anger on the remaining Hengshan tribesmen.

The city of Lawu was set on fire, the old and the weak were massacred, and Cangla was finally forced onto a cliff by the Xia people. In order not to fall into the hands of the enemy and suffer humiliation, and become a pawn to threaten her husband, the most beautiful woman in Hengshan resolutely committed suicide by throwing herself off the cliff.

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Just like Zhong E, Wei Mingshan has been waiting for this day for more than ten years!

Before Su Lie's Dun'an Army became famous, Hengshan Bubazi was once an invincible existence in this mountainous area. Now the legend suddenly appeared in front of the Xia people. Only then did the younger generation of the Xia people know that Bubazi,

It is an existence even more terrifying than the legend!

A brave centurion of the Xia army rushed toward Weiming Mountain with a spear in hand, intending to stop him.

Wei Mingshan flipped his long sword and separated the spear. Then he let out a tiger roar and the light of the sword swept up along the barrel of the gun.

The sharp long knife easily cut off the four fingers of the centurion's left hand, then cut hard into the centurion's left armpit, and then escaped from the centurion's right shoulder!

Raise the knife across the body!

The centurion's left arm flew up into the air with the head attached to it, and blood sprayed on Wei Mingshan's face like rain, making him look like a demon coming to the world.

Faced with such ferocious and crazy fighting power, the Xia people trembled completely, and Sayazi ran towards the way they came from.

The three cavalry armies of the Song Army drove the remaining Xixia armored horses, tore through the hastily formed front line of Ma Nuyang Duoge in a blink of an eye, and launched a devastating blow to the Xia Army.

The great rout began. The Xia army was cut into several sections by the Song army, which had been recharging its strength for a long time. They were surrounded and massacred. The Xia army's rear troops surrounded Liang Yongneng, dropped half of their robes, and retreated crazily.

Brothers Gao Yongneng and Guo Jingxiu began to pursue them, leaving Xia people with tens of thousands of corpses along the way for dozens of miles.

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In the quiet valley, the sound of panicked hooves suddenly came. Tong Guan straightened up after standing behind the sandbag fortifications behind the trench: "Here we come!"

Sun Neng pulled him down: "You are the supervisor, you must set an example and pay attention to the rules!"

Tong Guan calmly pulled out the revolving gun from his holster, looked at it and felt it was uncomfortable, then returned it and said to a soldier of the Crane Control Army beside him: "Give me the magic gun!"

The soldier took the magical blunderbuss back into his arms and said: "Report to the supervisor, the blunderbuss is there and the people are there, the blunderbuss is dead and the people are dead. It is limited by the regulations. Please forgive me for not obeying the order!"

"Hey -" Tong Guanyi gnashed his teeth and said, "Then give me two thunderbolts!"

The soldier took out the wooden-handled thunderbolt from the bag and placed it on the sandbag in front of him: "They are all here!"

I heard Sun Neng next to me pull the trigger with a "pop" sound: "Hit!"

There was a burst of gunfire, and hundreds of Xia people who thought they had escaped were killed on the spot by crossfire without any precautions.

More and more Xia people were fleeing from behind, but they were blocked by the He army and could not advance even an inch.

When Liang Yongneng arrived, 30,000 people had gathered here, but these 30,000 people were unable to break through the blockade of 3,000 people on the opposite side!

Only then did Liang Yongneng realize that the Song people were not without firearms. Their firearms were even more terrifying than they were ten years ago!

He organized several intensive charges, but the opponent's firepower was equally intensive, and they also had a weapon that could throw iron bullets high.

After the iron bomb hits the ground, it will explode violently, cutting the brigade you sent into several pieces, and then eat it calmly.

In just one day, five thousand corpses lay in the gap between the mountain ridge and the road, and Liang Yongneng didn't even see anything about him!

In despair, Liang Yongneng was forced to issue the final order, ordering all Xia troops to disperse and break out.

However, it was too late. Zhong'e's army had already formed an iron barrel-like siege, forcing Liang Yongneng's remaining troops to the Wuding River!

On August 30, Zhonge launched the final general offensive.

The He Controlling Army formed three columns and began firing volleys at the Xia Army's formation by the Wuding River.

And beside them were the Bubazi guards from Weiming Mountain.

Behind them are the three cavalry armies of Gao Yongneng, Gao Yongheng and Guo Jingxiu.

The tens of thousands of Xia troops who were surrounded had no way to escape. In desperation, they could only jump into the Wuding River and be mercilessly swallowed by the autumn water.

The Song army took advantage of the situation to cover up the massacre, and numerous Xia soldiers were killed and drowned. The Wuding River was cut off and "the silver water turned red."

Except for a few cavalry troops who successfully crossed the river with Liang Yi with the help of horse power and escaped from the battlefield, the remaining more than 20,000 Xia troops were either killed or surrendered.

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Damushiro woke up from his coma.

That horrific fire killed most of his heroic colleagues, and after escaping, his horse stumbled, knocking him unconscious.

Damusiro stood up and saw a miserable scene.

The battlefield has become quiet, and the vast river valley plain is littered with countless dead people and dead horses, stretching into the distance along the road the army came from.

Several broken flags were still hanging stubbornly on the battlefield, and the general platform that the general had mounted before going into battle had collapsed.

Damushiro wanted to stand up, but found that his whole body ached, and he and his beloved war horse Lotus Slave were still connected together through hinges.

He recalled how happy the whole family was when he finally became the Iron Kitten after going through many layers of selection.

I heard that people in the Song Dynasty did the same thing when taking the imperial examination. Once they passed the imperial examination, the whole family would be glorious.

My father sold the family's cattle and sheep, equipped himself with a green-edged sword, and exchanged five good horses for a five-foot-tall white horse.

My sister liked this horse very much and named it Lianhua Slave.

Everyone in the family has high hopes for him, and they also know that he will use his good horse and sword to bring a better life and greater glory to the family.

Now the Lotus Slave is dead. He must have been trampled by the iron hooves of his colleagues after falling to the ground and never got up again.

Damushiro stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to untie the hinge connecting himself and the Lotus Slave.

I have never noticed that this damn armor is so heavy.

"Uncle Wu! There is a living one here!"

Damusiro suddenly drew out the Qingfeng sword hanging on the side of the Lotus Slave, and nervously pointed it at the few Song people in ordinary clothes in front of him.

These people are dressed like ordinary people in Song Dynasty, wearing linen clothes and straw sandals, with straw ropes tied around their waists.

The weapons in the hands of several people are iron kite's spears. Now that the long handle of the spear is broken, it is just right as an infantry weapon.

"Don't go there!" An old man rushed over: "Erdan, go see if there are any military masters around!"

The young man named Erdan was a little unhappy: "Why? We discovered this tin can!"

After speaking, he shook the spear in his hand: "I'll kill him!"

The old man took the handle of the gun and slapped Erdan hard on the butt: "This is an iron kite! When I brought you out this time, Guo Lizheng gave many instructions to bring you back alive. Originally, it was just a matter of sending food to Suide.

Who knows, I was sent here by Mr. Li to clean up the battlefield."

Seeing that there were no Song troops within visible range on the battlefield, the old man had no choice but to take off the mulberry bow on his back: "Use this! We'll kill you first!"

Damushiro saw the young farmer pointing his sword at him and began to struggle violently.

The old man raised his spear and rushed towards Damusiro. Just as Damusiro turned the sword, Guo Erdan's right hand that controlled the string was released, and a long arrow shot into the window of Damusiro's mask and pierced it.

Damsila's left eye.

"Okay-" Several farmers around him cheered.

Amidst the cheers, Damusila dropped his long sword to the ground and lay down with a crash.

After that severe pain, he suddenly felt relaxed.

The pain disappeared, and the surrounding sounds gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!