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Volume One: Yan Yun Chaos Volume Three: Bending the Sky Chapter 200: Banquet at Hongmen (among the thirty-nine)

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    On the last earth barrier on the south bank, the Xiangdu commander in charge of commanding the defenders spat hard and bloody.  He shook his head laboriously.  There were seven or eight fletched arrows hanging in the gaps between the armor leaves on his body.  The left arm was not completely covered, and an armor-piercing awl was deeply embedded. The commander of the carriage broke the arrow shaft casually, and then pulled a piece of dirty linen cloth and wrapped it around it.  The pain caused by sharp instrument injuries is actually not obvious. After excessive bleeding, the injured area will feel numbness after being hit with a blunt instrument.  It was as if his right arm suddenly became ten times heavier.  Only when I was waving, I felt bursts of swelling pain, almost completely losing my strength.  On the second earth barrier not far away, the tide of Jurchen armored cavalry has almost completely submerged the defenders.  As they climbed over the earth barrier, several female knights fell off their horses and struggled again, occupying the top and bottom of the earth barrier like ants.  Waving their weapons and shouting to fight.  And more Jurchen armored riders who had not fallen off their horses kicked their horses hard in the belly after crossing the earth barrier.  It was almost crazy to pick up the horse speed again and charge towards the last line of defense.  These Liaodong horses were so tired that their fur was covered with sweat, foaming from their mouths and noses, and whinniing. They were forced by their crazy owners to use their last horsepower and continue to attack the third earth barrier!  One after another, the black flags of the Jurchen conspiracy appeared, either swarming up the earthen ramparts or waving behind them.  Even under such a frenzy, a few scattered flaming red helmets are still like weak fires burning tenaciously in the endless darkness!  Amidst the howls and roars of the Jurchen language, the long neighing of war horses, and the sound of metal and flesh colliding.  There is still the sound of Han'er's roar and fierce fighting!  Beside the commander of Nachaodu, along the last earth barrier, the only remaining soldiers of the Song Army spread out in a line.  Face the torrent surging in front of you.  ??Concentrate on stepping on the crossbow and recognizing the string.  Upward arrow, pull the hair of the teeth.  Amidst the trembling sound of the crossbow string collapsing, short arrows with wooden feathers flew out and were submerged into the black torrent that was rushing in.  A famous female real-armored knight turned over and fell off his horse.  But this black torrent is still so violent, so turbulent, so unstoppable!  The neighing of thousands of war horses and the sound of thunderous horse hooves hitting the ground seemed to have filled every corner of the surrounding world!  And on the second earth barrier, the few red helmet tassels that burned like flames finally gradually disappeared.  Never seen again.  Han'er's roar.  They were all silent.  The commander in charge of that compartment kept his body straight and stared at everything in front of him.  After the last red helmet was submerged, he only muttered softly: "Good brother" The black tide was getting closer and closer, but the commander on the other side turned back to look at the ferry.  At this moment, at the ferry, the rafts have returned one after another and are anchored on the south bank, just waiting for the last wave of cavalry to mount their horses.  And that last wave of cavalry.  But they turned to the earth barrier and drew their weapons one after another.  The person holding the flag will tilt the flag forward.  Following the command to recognize the flag, these hundreds of knights will slowly urge their horses to move, then increase their horse speed and launch an attack.  Take over the last few of their infantry defenders!  Those sergeants acting as boatmen.  Seeing that the cavalry refused to get on the raft, everyone's eyes turned red.  Holding the long pole, he would jump to the shore, ready to join the fight.  On the north bank, those covering the Song army holding crossbows and waiting almost half their bodies were submerged in the water. They could not wait for the swimmers to come over and help these life-and-death robes who had been fighting all the way to retreat across the Kelan River!  The commanding officer on the other side muttered: "Sister-in-law, what's going on? Do you still want to indemnify everyone?" After muttering, he suddenly shouted in anger: "Everyone who is cheating on me, get out of here to the south bank."  "Get out!" This roar was so loud that all the Song troops around him looked sideways, and the black torrent in front of them seemed to be stagnant!  Countless Jurchen armored riders came with red eyes and saw this Song general standing upright on the earthen rampart, his body covered with arrows and his armor stained with blood.  He didn't even look at the Jurchen army that was advancing like a wall in front of him, with countless sharp blades shining like a sea of ??cold light.  He just turned his head to the east and drank as loud as he could.  Those who rush closer can even see the veins on his neck swelling!  Relying on the earthen base and holding crossbows to shoot, the Song troops all straightened up and followed their generals to turn their heads to the east.  Shout loudly.  "Let's go!" Such a roar, so majestic and decisive, inspired countless Liaodong war horses to neigh together.  There were even horsemen rushing in front standing upright, their front hooves just dancing in the air!  The armored cavalry is like the sea and the tide, and these Song soldiers fighting on the last earth barrier seem to be rocks that will not be swallowed by the tide for thousands of years!    Xiao Yan suddenly reined in the reins and stared intently at the soldiers who turned back and roared at him.  Having traveled through time, I have seen too many such bloody men.  Although his character is still extremely hardened, his tactics are also close to perfect.  The mountain of corpses and sea of ??blood in front of him only made him frown slightly.  From Yandi to Bianliang, and then to Hedong, his current status is formed by piles of heads.  But every time I see such a scene, I still feel overwhelmed!  How could I fail them, how could I fail them!  How can we not make their death more valuable, how can we not reverse this overwhelming trend!  Hundreds of Song Army knights stopped their horses one after another, pulling on the reins, and just stared at the figure of the commander on the other side.  And while the commander was shouting with all his strength, he had already pulled out the command flag that had been stuck beside him, and held the flag with both hands, as if his right arm had never been injured at all.  He raised his flag in the air and pounced on the incoming Jurchen armored cavalry first!  The soldiers of the Song Army who were fighting on the last earth barrier dropped their crossbows one after another and drew out various long weapons and short blades.  It was just a short shout, crossing the earth barrier and meeting the black tide!  Xiao Yan suddenly turned his horse's head, and the knight beside him also made the same move.     Walk!  Cross the river!  And one day, this Kelan River will turn into a cemetery where thousands of Jurchen Tatars will be destroyed!  That day will come!  Among the fighting groups on the north bank, Yang Keshi looked back and saw this scene from a distance.  The Jurchen armored cavalry in front of them were still fighting at the risk of their lives, desperately trying to block the Song army that had moved here.  These fierce warriors rush out of the white mountains and black waters and travel thousands of miles.  Every time a knight falls, at least two Song knights will fall.  To the left and right of the body, there is a scene like a Shura field.  The fallen and injured warriors from both sides were still struggling on the ground until they were trampled to pieces by countless erratic horse hooves.  Both sides are fighting to the death with their last bit of strength.  After such a hard fight, even as a veteran Yang Keshi, he felt that his physical strength was rapidly being depleted and he already had several wounds on his body.  If they were not experienced in battle, they would have been dismounted by these crazy Jurchen warriors.  Until the scene on the south bank came into view, until I saw another group of brothers who shared life and death with their own lives in exchange for a way of life for the robes!  Yang Keshi roared suddenly, and smashed down the mace. A Jurchen armored knight who grabbed a spear was smashed into two pieces with a clang, and sawdust flew everywhere.  Then he swept across with his mace, hitting the Jurchen Armor Rider's iron helmet with lotus leaves in the middle.  Half of the head flew far away along with the iron helmet!  "Fight a way out! We won't die here! Never!" (To be continued.) ps: I am still feeling extremely low, I can't think about anything, I can't think about anything with my heart.  Only by writing some words can you find a bit of peace.  At this time, I really need the company of readers.  Oscar, who has always been lazy, finally set up a public account on WeChat. Everyone can search for Angel Oscar.  Come and chat with Oscar Maybe I can't reply to everyone, but I really need everyone's support at this time.
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