The impact of the cavalry was a nightmare for the tens of thousands of civilians walking on foot, but fortunately most of them had already crossed the bridge.
Now this nightmare is going to be borne by a group of hot-blooded men such as Luo Kedi.
It's an encounter.
Encounters have always been one in which the warrior wins, and the wise lose.
Because the two sides of the encounter have no time to reasonably allocate troops and troops, and they cannot deploy the most appropriate tactics, but with such a huge disparity in strength, the brave will definitely be able to defy the sky Moreover, chasing soldiers is by no means vulgar.
They are a tiger and wolf army, and their commander is like a sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.
The whistling wind blew past my ears, and the sound of horses' hooves was tight.
The undulating grassland, constantly changing its perspective either soothing or undulating under the eyes of Jeruxiugo's cavalry, the heavy rain caused great difficulties in their pursuit, but fortunately the traces of tens of thousands of people were not so easily erased by the rain, and they finally caught up.
Looking at the Song soldiers and civilians who had already crossed the bridge in front of him, Yelu Hugo held his breath tightly, and just slashed his hand forward.
All the way through the rain and wind, although it was summer, he was already cold to the bones, his face was frozen blue, his throat was frozen stiff, he could only clamp the horse's belly, forward, forward, although the war horse under the crotch was often replaced, at this time he had also spewed out heavy breathing, but no matter what, he finally caught up in time.
He wants to intercept this migratory army, and he also wants to capture that person, that man, the man that Luo Dong'er loves so much.
He is a horse on the grassland, he is an eagle in the sky, he is meticulous, he is all fine, he does not believe that there is someone in this world who is better than him, and is more worthy of a woman's love.
That Luo Dong'er, who was as delicate as a flower, why did he die to him The rain was cold, but his heart was blazing, and the conversation with Dong'er echoed in his ears.
"My lord, please be kind enough to let me go back to the Song Kingdom."
"What's wrong here, I'm the Great Tiyin Division of the Khitan, a royal family, although we are poorer than the Song Kingdom, but I promise to give you brocade clothes and food, glory and wealth, I really like you, Lord Ben hasn't married a wife yet, I can marry you as my wife."
"My lord, Dong'er has already been married."
"Haha, what does it matter, our men on the grassland don't have the kind of rancid acid of your Central Plains men.
When we like a woman, it's like riding a horse to catch prey, and we have to make her our own woman.
As for getting married, it's so important either" "My lord, Dong'er won't like you.
From the moment I inserted a hairpin for him, in this life, I was destined to be his person, whether he was humble or Wenda. ” "Do you know that according to the rules of the grassland, whoever is captive is whoever is responsible, and her master can dispose of her at will."
"My lord, I'm not afraid of death, I can die" "You" Jeruhugo raised his face, let the rain pour on his face, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar.
"Really, whether he's humble or Wenda, I'm going to take him, chain him to his lute bone, and be one of my watchdogs.
I'd like to see if you'd rather follow a dog or a big man at that time."
Jeruhugo stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the rain splashed everywhere, and he had reached out and grabbed his halberd and raised it into the air.
"Wow" If someone looks down from the air at this time, they will see the conical Khitan iron cavalry advancing at a uniform speed, as if an arrow was shot from a cone-shaped sleeve.
With the movement of Jeruxiugo's halberd, all the knights untied the reins of the horses, and the well-trained horses slowed down and gradually fell behind.
The knights had already tightened their weapons, and their bodies subconsciously leaned down, their eagle-like sharp eyes staring at the Luo Ke enemy who was holding a big sword in his hand and striding towards him, and the more than a hundred warriors behind him.
More than 100 warriors, all clothed and holding steel knives, rushed towards the Khitan iron cavalry.
They are sending them to their deaths They are a bunch of outcasts, a bunch of self-deprecating warriors whose only mission is sacrifice.
Every Khitan warrior understands that under the onslaught of the iron cavalry, he cannot form a spear formation to protect himself, and rushing head-on in such a scattered formation is simply sending him to death.
These Song people didn't think about defeating at all, nor did they think about going back alive, their only purpose was just to delay time.
Warriors are revered by all.
Even if it's their enemies.
No one gave the order, but all the Khitan warriors invariably raised their blades in their hands, which was not only a tribute to the Great Song Dynasty warriors, but also a sign of their own integrity.
If ten thousand arrows are fired at this time, the oncoming Song soldiers will die in an instant, and no one will survive.
But they were no longer going to use arrows, they were going to kill these venerable enemies with dignity.
"Kill hey" Roque held the big knife in his hand, strode to meet it, and there was still a distance of three feet from the fast horse, so he fell on his back, knelt on both knees, and slid forward with the momentum.
The grass was slippery, he rushed and rushed, and as soon as he rushed, the whole person slid forward quickly, and at the same time, the oncoming Khitan iron horse passed by him, and smashed to the ground with a bang, smashing the grass into a pit, and the rain rose like a curtain.
The knight's fork on that horse was aimed at his throat, and if the two blades hit together, the knight rode on horsepower, and the blades of the Roc enemy would be knocked away.
But Roque's kneeling slid in, his body leaned back, and although the knight subconsciously pressed the fork, he still stabbed in the air, and slid against his forehead, while Roque's knife dragged firmly on the horse's leg.
Not to cut, but to drag, he did not slash forward at all, only the sharp blade of the knife against the horse's leg, the horsepower rushed forward, the knife slid backwards, only a drag, a horse's leg was cut off.
The horse fell, and the knight on the horse fell to the ground, rolled out for seven or eight weeks, and was almost trampled by another galloping horse.
The knight on the horse hurriedly reined in his horse to dodge, and his horse's foot slipped and fell to the ground, and he could not get out of his way, and one of his legs was immediately crushed.
In the scream, he saw a pair of muddy feet rushing past in front of his eyes, it was a Song army soldier, if they were wearing military boots on such a rainy day, it would be no less than an increase of twenty catties, they not only unarmed, but also took off their boots.
With a wave of the halberd, a horse's leg was cut, and the Song army had no time to give a halberd to the knight who fell off the horse, so he immediately rolled forward and slashed at the second horse's leg.
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They don't want to win, they don't want to kill, and now they just want to stop the torrent of war horses here, even if it can only be blocked for a moment.
The fallen Khitan warrior drew his waist sword and chased after the Song army.
But they couldn't catch up, their leather boots and jackets were very clumsy on the rainy ground, and those Song soldiers were like crazy, they didn't pay attention to the knives and guns wielding in the back, they slashed left and right, blocked diagonally, and the only goal was: to cut off the horse's legs.
Taking advantage of the momentum of the healthy horse, Yelu Hugo flew an oncoming Song army into the air with a halberd, and he only glanced at the young Song general who led the team, and immediately rushed forward.
At this time, there is no time to fight with him, and his purpose is not in this group of outcasts.
However, another group of abandoned sons rushed up again, and the first one was holding a big sword, majestic and fearless, it was the commander of the Northwest Zhefu who commanded Helong City.
Yelu Hugh raised his sword eyebrows, and the halberd pointed to Helongcheng's throat, but unexpectedly, there was still a distance of three zhang from Helong, and Hechenglong rolled to the ground, and the moment a man and a horse staggered by, he knelt up, and the horse's leg was cut by swinging the knife Hundreds of discarded sons, hundreds of horizontal knives, all targeted by horse legs The people at the head of the bridge rushed forward like crazy.
The real fear is not the moment when the knife and gun are in the neck, but the moment when the sword and gun are clearly coming at them, but not yet on them.
They were now rushing to the bridge in a panic, on instinct.
Two carriages rushed up together to block the bridge, many people could only squeeze forward from the gap between the cars, some people slipped under their feet, and fell into the rolling river through the gap in the guardrail on the side, and the screams were endless, and the people were gone.
Yang Hao shouted hoarsely, no one listened to his orders at all, seeing that hundreds of heroic Song army generals were about to be buried here by themselves with their blood and lives to buy them time, Yang Hao was angry at the bullfight, he pulled out his knife in his hand and pounced.
"Puff" blood splattered, and the two people who were struggling there were slashed by him.
One is a strong man, the other is a woman.
Seeing that Qin Cha was crazy and killed people with knives, the people were stunned.
"Push the car out of the way and abandon the car on the road.
Don't be crowded, and those who trespass will be killed in a hurry."
Yang Hao shouted, slammed the knife to the ground, and shouted: "But there is a common man who has never crossed the bridge, and Ben Qin will never go west half a step."
Do you understand, push the car in the way?"
The people were shocked, and at that moment, regardless of men, women and children, they stepped forward to help the cart, and rushed onto the bridge quickly and orderly under Yang Hao's fierce gaze.
"Yang Jincheng, stop" Yang Hao suddenly saw a few panicked people in the crowd moving forward, they were dressed in soap clothes, and they were the yacha officials he had borrowed from Guangyuan Mansion.
These officials have never been on the battlefield, although they have also had the experience of hunting and chasing murderers, but compared to the battlefield, it is completely different, and they are all stunned now, and their faces are pale.
"Lord Qinqincha" Yang Jincheng stood tremblingly.
Yang Hao said sharply: "Take your brother to go last."
Come here, unload all these horses, and the grain is gone, and all the ropes are taken off and tied to the boulder and the iron rope at the head of the bridge.
"Lord Chincha, you are going to be" Yang Hao looked at the warriors who were blocking the enemy cavalry with his flesh and blood with red eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "Broken bridge" The Song soldiers who blocked the Khitans were falling one by one, and Yang Hao's heart was like a knife.
The people all crossed the bridge, and then he realized an important problem, who will break the bridge The bridge must be broken, otherwise these Song soldiers will die in vain, but who will break the bridge Yang Hao's eyes swept over the faces of the more than ten shivering dukes in front of him, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go and cross the bridge quickly."
"Yes, yes, yes" Yang Jincheng and the others immediately rushed onto the bridge as if they had been granted amnesty.
Yang Hao glanced at the long knife he had inserted at the head of the bridge and never fell, smiled slightly, walked over and picked up an abandoned horsewhip.
Long poles, long whips, he hadn't had a big whip in his hand for a long time.
The soldiers of the Song army were almost completely captured and killed, and the remaining few were captured by the Khitans either due to injuries or exhaustion.
Jeruhugo had already led a large army to the bridgehead.
Yang Hao turned his head to see that Yang Jincheng and the others were staggering to the opposite bridge.
A few dozen meters away, there were many people standing at the opposite bridge, looking at him with blank eyes.
There are Li Guangcen, Mu En, Tang Yanyan, Bisu, Ye Gongzi, and Cheng Dexuan with a complicated expression.
The waves rumbled, the mist filled the sky, and behind him, there were Khitan warriors who pounced like wolves.
When he saw Tang Yanyan about to run back impulsively, Yang Hao hurriedly pointed at her and waved his hand resolutely, until he saw her being tightly grasped by the warriors left by Li Yuchang, and then smiled with relief.
He pointed to his heart, then to the opposite side, then to his heart, and waved his hand gently, pointing to the sky, to the earth, and to the earth He made every gesture seriously, he didn't know sign language, he just used some gestures that he could understand, and expressed his last words to them: "I came up with the idea, and now I have finally brought you out of your life safely."
I had something unfinished on my mind, but it didn't matter anymore.
My mission is over, but I am worthy of the soldiers and civilians who died along the way.
The world is big, and I am very happy to be able to go through difficulties with these good men.
If there is fate, let's all see you in the next life."
Tang Yanyan stood on the opposite bank, and when the last few officials had already run across the bridge, but Yang Hao was left alone at the bridge, she already understood what he was going to do.
There was a sudden indescribable pain in her heart, which filled her big eyes with tears.
She looked at Yang Hao, watched Yang Hao staring at her, and when Yang Hao pointed to her heart and pointed at her again, her heart couldn't stop trembling.
She carefully and diligently interpreted Yang Hao's confession: "Actually, I already have you in my heart.
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I will not forget you, I am very happy to have known you these days, walking on this grassland.
If there is fate, we will see you in the next life" If it weren't for Yang Hao's first finger to her, she might not have thought that Yang Hao's gestures were made to her, she was already secretly affectionate towards Yang Hao, but she herself was also ignorant.
But at this time, the layer of window paper was pierced all of a sudden, and seeing Yang Hao's affectionate confession to her when he was dying, her emotions were surging, and it was difficult for herself, Tang Yanyan suddenly cried and fell to the ground.
She liked a man for the first time, but this man was about to die, and Tang Yanyan's heart seemed to be crushed.
Her tears couldn't help but roll down, and in the confusion of tears, she saw Yang Hao turn around and rush towards her, and the Khitan iron horseman who seemed to have been hit by the strong wind raised a long whip
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