"Who is willing to go out of the city to fight?" Wan Yanliang asked. "I am willing to go out of the city and fight!" At this time, some generals shouted, with some determination in their eyes. At this moment, there was no way to retreat but to fight to the death. A trace of guilt flashed in Wan Yanyong's eyes, and he flinched. He didn't have the courage to fight. "Then let's fight!" Wave after wave of Jin soldiers and horses gathered together, and the traces of lax morale began to gather together. At this moment, the only thing left was to fight to the death. The rabbit is in a hurry and wants someone, not to mention the former Jin Army. About seven thousand gold troops gathered together, most of them were Wan Yanliang's trusted soldiers and horses, and there were also some scattered soldiers and horses gathered together. The Jurchens only occupied less than 2,000 people, while the Han people occupied more than 3,000 people, and the Khitans occupied more than 2,000 people. The Youyun area is a place of toughness, where mostly elite soldiers gather. Although after years of fighting, the strong men have arrived at the front line, and the quality of the remaining ones is not very good, there is still a trace of bloody courage and a trace of fighting. courage. The city gate opened wide, and five thousand Jin Army infantry and two thousand Jin Army soldiers rushed out. The Jin army changed rapidly, forming a large formation with infantry in front, cavalry on both wings, archers and crossbowmen in the rear, and shield bearers covering it. The entire formation is like a hedgehog, and also like a ferocious tiger, trying to pounce on people. At this time, five thousand red-coated troops had set up a large formation. The artillerymen were in the front, the pikemen closely behind them, and the musketeers behind them, while the cavalry were on the sides and the chariots at the rear. From the very beginning, the military formation was in a position of no retreat, and at this moment it was indeed no retreat. "If this battle is defeated, the emperor does not need to chop off his head. Even Yue Fei cannot forgive himself and must commit suicide to apologize." at this time. The Song Army had the advantage and attacked quickly, which brought a huge deterrent to the Jin Army and created a huge sense of psychological fear. It¡¯s just that these fears are limited, and a battle must be won. Strengthen the fear and let it spread like a plague among the Jin army and sweep through the Sixteen States of Youyun. "This golden army is very strong!" Yue Fei took a deep breath and felt the smell of a trapped beast still fighting. "No matter how strong the Jin army is, I will destroy you!" Blood red flashed in his eyes. Yue Fei's face was a little ferocious, and he shouted loudly: "Soldiers, the battle to destroy gold is now!" "The battle to destroy gold is now!" "The battle to destroy gold is now!" "The battle to destroy gold is now!" Fight. Right now!" "The battle to destroy gold is right now!" All the soldiers shouted loudly, looking a little crazy, and some even bit the cork and took a few sips of wine. The sound was like thunder, frightening the Jin army on the city wall, and even more frightened the Jin army who came out of the city to fight! "Defend Daijin. Fight for your wife and children at home!" Wan Yanliang shouted loudly. "Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!" Jin Jun also shouted, and the originally oppressed momentum began to pick up little by little. "The young general of the Jin army on the opposite side is not simple. The battle formation is tight and there is no movement in all directions. It's a pity that he didn't go to the battlefield more times!" Yue Fei said regretfully. The Jin army on the opposite side is mostly composed of young men, with good energy and spirit, if they are on the battlefield. If you fight a few more times, you will definitely become an elite. It¡¯s a pity that these are all young men who have never fought on the battlefield. "Courage means courage, but it doesn't matter who wins or loses on the battlefield." It is not decided by courage alone! "Keep the formation and press forward with the whole army!" Yue Fei shouted. There is no reserve team, only the whole army presses forward. Either the enemy will be overwhelmed, or the enemy will be overwhelmed. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The 5,000-strong army, like a whole body, moved forward quickly. There were no changes in the Thirty-six Strategies, no conspiracies, only the army pushed horizontally, pushing all the enemies in the way and killing them all! Some squad captains, squadron captains, group captains, etc. stood at the front of their respective teams, leading their troops and horses to advance. This is also the law of the Song Army's battles. The middle and low-level generals must stand in front of their own troops and lead the crowd to kill. Only when the generals are not afraid of death can the soldiers at the bottom have the courage to charge. At this moment, there were no shouts, no murderous sounds, only the sound of quiet footsteps and the dumbfounded face. The Song Army on the opposite side was advancing slowly, very slowly, but with an overwhelming momentum, which made Wan Yanliang unable to breathe. Wan Yanliang knew very well that he could not let Song Junjun build up his momentum, otherwise the situation would become even worse. "Archers, prepare, shoot!" Wan Yanliang shouted loudly, a thousandThe crossbowman immediately began to fire, "Whoosh whoosh!" A stream of sharp arrows broke through the air and turned into a rain of arrows towards the red army on the opposite side. Some of the soldiers in front were hit by arrows and fell to the ground; there were also some soldiers who were hit by arrows, but they still moved forward proudly. Those soldiers who fell to the ground had their vacancies filled up one after another, and the military formation, which originally showed a trace of flaws, became tight again. On the battlefield, there are no immortals! On the battlefield, the mortality rate of soldiers in the front is higher, and the casualty rate of the lower-level soldiers who lead the charge in the front is higher. However, the red-coated soldiers were still pushing forward, and some of them had a few arrows stuck in their bodies, but they were still pushing forward. As for those fallen soldiers, unless they were unlucky enough to be shot in the vital part and die instantly, they would be treated by military doctors. And the red-coated army is protected by shields. Shields will only turn the soldiers into cowards. Attack is the best defense. With neat steps and fiery red uniforms fluttering, the red-coated soldiers pushed forward. People kept falling, but more people were stabbed with long arrows. Some captains were hit by more than a dozen long arrows in a row. arrow. Fortunately, the soldiers marching in front wore three layers of armor, and the quality of the armor was great. However, when shooting from a long distance, the strength of the bow and arrow was consumed a lot, and the lethality was greatly reduced. As long as it did not hit the neck, it would The vital parts will only be injured and bleed, but they will not die for a while. "Is this a dead person? He didn't fight back!" Wan Yanliang felt chills in his heart. He saw the Song Army in red uniforms opposite him, like a robot, like a piece of wood, like a dead person, advancing forward in neat steps, constantly They were shot by bows and arrows, but the ones in front fell down, and those behind them stepped up. The formation was not short at all, and they did not fight back. They were just uniform, advancing forward, as if they were dying, waiting to be shot by the Jin army, and they kept coming forward to die. The Jin Army who was shooting below was also panicking. He felt that the Song Army on the opposite side was not a human being and was not afraid at all. He was constantly being shot by arrows and did not know how to dodge or fight back. He was just advancing forward like a dead man. , is this still a centaur? "Shoot! Shoot!" Wan Yanliang shouted hoarsely. The Jin army behind was shooting, and arrows flew at the Song army. But the Song army remained motionless, not caring about any casualties and still pushing forward. One hundred and fifty steps! One hundred and twenty steps! One hundred steps! Eighty steps! Seventy steps! Sixty steps! Yue Fei visually measured the distance. Several arrows were shot at his body, and traces of blood flowed out of his armor, but he didn't care at all. It seemed that what was shot was not his body, and the blood that flowed was not his. "Musketeers shoot!" Yue Fei shouted. The musketeers knelt down in a row, raised their muskets, aimed and fired. "Bah bang bang!" Like harvested wheat, the Jin army fell. The musketeers in the rear row stepped forward and fired again. Three sections of shooting, like raindrops, hit the Jin army.