The words that Maode Imperial Concubine had said to Yang Zaixing were powerful and resonating. Yang Zaixing couldn't help but feel touched.
Yang Zaixing already understood the intentions of Maode Imperial Concubine, so he turned around on his horse and smiled at Maode Imperial Concubine.
"Wait for me to come back!"
His smile was filled with the spirit of youth and lofty aspirations!
The little loli Rou Fu also understood that Yang Zaixing was going to protect Bianliang and Song Dynasty at the risk of being outnumbered. Her baby face was also wet with tears. She waved her arms vigorously and said,"Brother-in-law, take care!"
Yang Zaixing also smiled and waved at the little loli. Then, he raised his spear diagonally behind him and rode his horse forward!
Behind him, several troops with different backgrounds, different combat strength, and even different attires followed closely behind.
Although it looked like a motley crew of soldiers, it carried a kind of unity that soared into the sky. Compared to any other army, it looked more like an iron plate!
Behind Yang Zaixing and the army, Zhao Heng's eyes were filled with tears as he said to Li Ruoshui,""Li Ruoshui, quickly dispatch Zong Ze from Cizhou, Li Gang from Kuizhou, Zhang Shuye from Haizhou, and the other loyal generals to reinforce Mengjin as backup for the Great General!
There was only one Yang Zaixing in the Great Song, and he could not let the Great General fall!”
Li Ruoshui's eyes were red. She nodded heavily and began to sign the transfer documents.
……
At this moment, the south bank of Mengjin Crossing was filled with shouts and shouts!
In the Yellow River in late winter and early spring, large pieces of ice that were being thawed and corpses covered in wounds floated downstream with blood.
Among them were the corpses of the Jin army and the Song army.
When the Yellow River began to thaw and ice floes were everywhere, there were still troops crossing the river recklessly. It was enough to make people feel the tragic battle!
On the south bank of Mengjin Ferry, there was a small wooden camp that controlled the ferry and prevented the Jin army from going ashore.
There were about 600 to 700 soldiers of the Great Song army guarding this place. Their military uniforms were very dirty, and they were stained with old blood and fresh blood.
Even the flag of the Great Song Western Army in the stronghold was already in tatters. However, the Song soldiers in the stronghold had a fierce look in their eyes.
"Motherf * cker, is this Jin Army crazy? When the Yellow River thawed, there were ice floes everywhere, but they want to cross the Yellow River at this time.
In order to avenge Wanyan Zonghan, this Wanyan Zongwang really went all out!”
A thirty-year-old man who looked like an officer spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her hair was messy like a chicken nest. She did not know how long it had been since she last washed it.
"Commander Han, it's better to save your strength and rest for a while. Just now, only a small portion of the Jin army tried to cross the river. When the main force of the Jin army arrives, we'll have a lot to suffer!
Last time, you rejected Majesty Kang's recruitment, and Zhao Gou arranged for us, the remnants of the Western Army's Qinfeng Road, to be sent to this godforsaken place. He won't give us reinforcements, so we can only rely on ourselves!”
A 40-year-old veteran looked at the officer with the messy hair and teased him.
However, every time he laughed, the corner of his mouth would twitch. If one looked carefully, one could see fresh blood on one side of his ribs. A broken arrowhead was embedded in it, and it was three parts deep into the bone!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the direction of the Yellow River, causing the soldiers to look at the surface of the river vigilantly.
Dozens of ships suddenly appeared on the river surface, approaching the river bank on the floating ice.
The boats were full, and each of them carried dozens of Jin soldiers.
"Brothers, the Jin soldiers are crossing the river again!
Cheer up and send these sons of bitches back to their hometown!”
The officer called Commander Han roared and shot an arrow at a soldier on the ship in front.
With a swoosh, the soldier fell to the ground.
The rest of the Song soldiers also shot arrows, killing and injuring dozens of Jin soldiers.
At this moment, the Jin soldiers began their counterattack. A rain of arrows flew from the river like a swarm of locusts. Thousands of arrows shot at the Song army's simple stronghold guarding the ferry.
The Song soldiers in the stronghold lacked shields and shelter, so dozens of them were immediately injured and killed.
After a round of arrows, the small boats of the Jin army had already reached the south bank of Mengjin Ferry.
Seeing this, Commander Han was furious. After killing another soldier, he picked up his podao and shouted,"Brothers, let the golden dog know the power of Qin Fenglu of our western army!”
As he spoke, he had already rushed out of the village gate. From the steep slope on the bank of the river, he rushed down toward the Jin soldiers.
"Motherf * cker, follow Commander Han and kill the golden dog!”
The eyes of the six to seven hundred soldiers in the wooden stockade turned red. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, they all held their weapons and charged out of the stockade gate.
To these seasoned soldiers, they could still kill more if they fought with the golden soldiers.
If the arrows were to shoot at each other, then their simple wooden stronghold would not be able to withstand the rain of arrows at all. They would only be at a disadvantage.
The battle became intense as soon as it started. Blood rained down. The bodies of the Song army and the Jin soldiers kept falling on the steep slope and rolling into the Yellow River, becoming new floating corpses.
The number of Song soldiers was getting smaller and smaller, while the number of Jin soldiers crossing the Yellow River was increasing.
"Damn it, the main force of the Jin soldiers is here!
I'm afraid we're going to be wrapped in dumplings!”
The veteran with a broken arrow in his ribs gasped after he cut down a Jin soldier.
He was not afraid, but the wound between his ribs was hurting.
Seeing more and more Jin soldiers approaching the shore, the officer named Han spat fiercely, shook off the sticky blood on his sword, and rushed to another Jin soldier.
At the same time, he let out a tiger roar that shook both sides of the Yellow River."Han Wu of the Western Army and Han Shizhong of the Song Army would rather die than retreat!”
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