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Chapter 2 Fighting with Heaven

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The Jin soldiers were caught off guard and were killed and injured for dozens of times. Before they could react, the second batch of earth bombs arrived again, falling from the sky, and smashing them down...

As the rebel army's arrow formation was also launched, the horse army and the soldiers of the Iron Guard Battalion were listed in the battle formation and shooting wildly.

The Jin soldiers were dizzy by the earth bullets, and the battle formation was a little dispersed. Now they were attacked by the arrow formation, and the casualties were even greater. They immediately turned around and ran away. If they didn't run away, they would just wait for death, so of course they would run away.

The first attack of the Jin army failed.

Wanyan Zongwang was not discouraged and ordered another attack, but he changed the direction of the attack and chose the left wing of the rebel army as a breakthrough. This time he gathered 3,000 people of the British clan, plus 2,000 Han army, and a total of 5,000 troops to attack Shangang of the Left wing.

The left wing of the rebel army was guarded by the eighth general of the Tiger Lieutenant Army and the first general of the Black Mountain Army. Both generals were crippled and the commander was either killed or injured. In order to boost morale, Li Hu personally went to the left wing to command.

The Jin army continuously made breakthroughs from the left wing, and the left wing battlefield became the tomb of the soldiers on both sides today. Whether it was Li Hu or the two soldiers, they were inexplicably afraid when standing on this battlefield. They felt that the left wing was an ominous place today, and whoever was in this place was unlucky.

Sure enough, the premonition became reality, and the ominous land was the ominous land. The Jin army once again pointed the direction of the attack towards the left-wing battlefield of the Rebel Army.

The bloody battle began again, and the left-wing battlefield began to devour life again. No one could escape the curse of the god of death. Li Hu tried his best and led a team of iron guards to kill in the front line. However, the soldiers were exhausted and collapsed. Li Hu and the iron guards lost their support and had to retreat. The first formation was soon lost, and then the third formation of the second formation was even more unbearable. The soldiers became less and less powerful as they fought. The physical strength was overdrawn to the limit and could not resist it at all, so they retreated one after another.

Li Hu rushed to the front again and tried his best to kill him, but then he was exhausted. After slashing a few times, he felt that the sword was as heavy as a pound and could not be lifted. He chopped another knife and chopped it onto the Jin soldiers' spear, but the spear did not chop off. Instead, the spear was broken and the sword could not be held back. He flew out of his hand.

Li Hu was so depressed that he exclaimed in horror, "Retreat, retreat..."

The Jin soldiers had already set their sights on him. A group of swords and axesmen struggled to entangle the surrounding iron guards. Seven spearmen formed a formation and raised their spears together, and Li Xiao rushed forward. Li Hu raised his shield with both hands. He blocked seven times in a row. He took seven steps in a row, and finally he finally finished his strength. He fell to the ground. The Jin soldiers were overjoyed and stabbed seven spears at the same time. The iron guards flew out of the sky, regardless of life and death, and sacrificed their lives to save them, but it was too late. The seven spears were already close. Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky, and just as the spear was about to fall, he pounced on Li Hu.

"Puchi..." Seven long spears pierced through the back armor, passed through the body, and then hit the chest armor on the other side, stopping.

The guards arrived crazily, Xu Dayan, Fang Jin, Wang Dazhong... They all went crazy, their grudges were about to break, their roars were like thunder, and their swords were chopping and slashing like storms. Seven spearmen fell down in an instant, and the surrounding Jin soldiers fell like leaves falling from the rain, one after another.

Li Bing died and was pierced by seven spears.

Li Hu screamed in pain and was extremely sad and angry.

Xu Dayan rushed to him, grabbed his arm, dragged it and ran away, "Let's go..."

The iron guards were guarding the surroundings, fighting and retreating.

The Jin soldiers roared and killed them, and Li Bing's body quickly submerged in the crowd.

The left wing lost eight formations in a row and was on the verge of collapse.

Li Hu and the Iron Guards fought fiercely and sweared to death. The exhausted soldiers surrounded the banner of the Tiger King Land, fought one after another, fighting bloody battles.

Wanyan Zongwang ordered another two thousand soldiers to take down the left wing of the rebel army. Wushu personally led the guards and cavalry to kill him. The cavalry and infantry battles were equally brave, and immediately defeated the shaky rebel soldiers in a mess and threw them two more battles.

If the battle continues, the left-wing rebel army will collapse. Li Hu ordered the flag to raise and ask for help.

The thirteenth deputy general Liang Bin came over with two thousand people. The horse soldiers had relatively sufficient physical strength. In addition, they were mainly responsible for covering the main force to retreat today. They had no chance to fight in front of the formation. They were furious. After finally getting the opportunity, they rushed forward and fought hard, completely ignoring their lives. There was only one idea in their mind: kill and kill the Jurchens raised by the bitch.

The left wing was in a melee.

Zong Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and Li Hu finally couldn't hold on. Although the tiger was still roaring, it was already at the end of its strength and could not jump a few times.

"Transfer orders, put into reserve troops, attack and kill the enemy's left wing."

The left-wing battlefield was in full swing.

The Jin army continuously increased troops to the left-wing battlefield. Although the offensive became even stronger, Zong Wang was eager to win and neglected one thing in the turmoil, that is, the left-wing battlefield was too narrow, with too many troops, crowded together, and had a stunning momentum, but the progress was not fast. The rebel army was condescending and resisted tenaciously, and could still barely support it.

The Jin army's intention to break through from the left wing was exposed, and the rebel army immediately threw the last thousand troops into the left wing. More than 10,000 people from both sides fought on the small hills, killing flesh and blood, extremely tragic.

There was bloody storm in front and chaotic behind.

Luo Sinan ordered to move the stone thrower, aim the direction of the shooting at the left wing hill, and shoot all the earth bombs out.

Soon, the stone-throwing machine roared again. Tens of thousands of people also went crazy. In the thunderous sound of war drums, the sound of squeaking the cable horn rose higher and higher. The huge shouts soared into the sky and resounded throughout the battlefield. It was more shocking, more exciting, and more motivating than the war drums.

Today, the Han people work together to live and die together, fight against the sky, fight against the earth, fight against the foreign enemies, fight to the end. It is like a bloodthirsty beast, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing it freely.

Shangang howled in pain under the heavy blow of the car, while the crowded Jin army completely became targets for the car, with heavy casualties.

Zong Wang's expression was cold and his eyes were murderous.

Now that we cannot withdraw, we will lose our morale. If we want to attack, we will have to pay a greater price.

"Bang the drum..." Zong Wang punched the air and shouted loudly, "Attack, attack..."

Wanyan Loushi sighed softly.

The left-wing battlefield has become a dead end, and there is a grave there. Although it is death to kill you, everyone is rushing to kill you without hesitation and keeps going to hell.

He turned his head and looked at the right wing. The right wing was also fighting, and the Jin army was also advancing, and it had crossed the mountainside and approached the top of the hill. Where was the real breakthrough of the Jin army?

Wanyan Loushi rode his horse into Zong Wang, made a gesture to him, and then pointed to the right-wing battlefield.

Zong Wang looked at it for a moment and nodded slightly.

"I'll take people to attack myself." Lou Shi said calmly, "Give me two thousand people is enough."

Zong Wang had no infantry anymore, and some of the foreign stallion troops had already acted as infantrymen. If they were to mobilize their troops, they would be to mobilize the Jurchens.

Without hesitation, Zong Wang immediately allocated two thousand Jurchens. As long as he took down the right wing, the last defensive formation of the rebel army was lost, and then the Jin army could slaughter it at will. The second general of the Black Mountain Army had already reached its limit, and Gao Hao and his soldiers were gritting their teeth and persevering, but the Jin army suddenly increased their troops to attack, giving them a fatal blow, and the battle formation was lost. What's more, they had no reinforcements, and the rebel army's reserve army had already supported the left wing, and there was no more force to call.

The double rabbit flag was raised on the right wing battlefield and asked Li Hu for help.

Li Hu immediately ordered the thirteenth deputy general Liang Bin to command the right-wing battlefield, and personally took Xu Dayan and hundreds of iron guards to support him.

Luo Sinan also saw the second general of the Black Mountain Army asking for help. They were all his brothers and his family. They could not watch them fall into death without saving them.

"Sister, the Black Mountain Army is asking for help, go and save them." Little Roland looked shocked and shouted repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll go and save them." Rosnan reached out and grabbed the back of Roland's neck, "You go down and wait for me to come back here." As he said that, he was about to put him under the horse.

"No, I'm going, I'm going to save them." Little Roland hugged the horse's neck in a hurry, "Sister, I've been on the battlefield. I'm not afraid, I can kill people."

Luo Sinan pulled it hard twice, but didn't pull it, and then gave up. There was no time left, so he wanted to go, so let's go, the Luo family members will die on the battlefield even if they die.

"Blow the trumpet, gather..." Luo Sinan shouted and kicked the horse's belly. Xue Qi neighed and ran rapidly.

Little Roland turned around and hugged his sister, stood up on the horse's back, took off the horn from his waist, and raised his head and blew the assembly call.

“Woo woo…”

Fifty iron guards urged the war horses, following Rosnan.

Three hundred old camp guards rushed out from all over the place and gathered.

The wounded soldiers of the old camp also followed. These wounded soldiers were basically able to move the ground and ran to the front to help during the war. Seeing that the defense line was already in danger, they did not hesitate and took up their weapons and rushed to the battlefield again.
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