At this time, half a mile away from the camp, the leader of the Jin soldiers, Puchan Puzhen, who was supervising the formation, nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, it seems that the Dongzhai Gate will be captured soon. These Khitan people have done a good job."

The Jin Bing beside him said: "The enemy troops guarding the gate of the village are really too weak. It's really strange. How can such a weak brigade break through the camp where our elite troops are stationed?"

Another Jin soldier said worriedly: "Perhaps all the strong soldiers have entered the camp to participate in the siege of Meng'an Pojin, leaving only some old and weak soldiers to guard the gate. I didn't expect our army to return to the camp so quickly."

Pu Zhen nodded and said: "Yes, that must be the case, so we have to hurry up and don't have to watch the fun from behind. The whole army is pressing forward!"

Just as the golden soldiers were holding bows and knives, riding in formation, preparing for an assault of hundreds of cavalry that would tear the enemy's liver and gallbladder, a sharp-eyed golden soldier suddenly shouted: "Look, what is that?"

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, in the distance, a lone thin horse, carrying a man dressed in gold, lazily and monotonously jogged over.

Puzhen's eyes were sharp and he shook his head at the golden soldiers beside him. Immediately, two golden soldiers rode forward to intercept the golden man.

After a while, one of the Jin soldiers returned to report: "It's a tribesman who was seriously injured and his legs were broken. It seems, it seems..."

Pu Zhen said impatiently: "What does it seem to be? Tell me quickly!"

"It seems that the captain of the personal guard next to Meng An Bo Jin is trying to defeat Bo Jin Amutai."

Pu Zhen was shocked: "Quick, bring him here..."

When the two golden soldiers held the reins and quickly brought the golden man over, Pu Zhen recognized him at a glance. His hair was messy, his body was stained with blood, his feet were weak, his hands were tied to the back of the horse, and his mouth was

The person stuffed with a ball of rags is the guard captain next to Meng An Bo Jin, Mou Ke Bo Jin Amutai!

Puzhen's surprise is no small matter. Amutai is the captain of the guard next to Meng'an Guxin. He already looks like this, so Meng'an Bojin...

"Mou Ke Bo Jin, what happened, why is it like this?" Puzhen asked several times in a row, only to see Amutai sighing, and then he realized that his mouth was still blocked.

"Quickly, loosen the ties quickly and take out the gag cloth."

As soon as the ball of cloth was taken out of Amutai's mouth, he immediately shouted in panic: "Quick, look what's under the horse's belly?"

Monk Pu Zhenzhang was confused and had no idea what Amutai meant by what he said. However, looking at his panicked look, it seemed that the matter was quite serious, so he ordered one of the golden soldiers to dismount and look at where Amutai was riding.

What is hidden under the belly of a skinny horse?

At this time, the Jin soldiers who had lined up their ranks saw that Meng An Jin's personal guard captain had become like this. They were all worried about the property and women they had snatched from the Chinese army's camp. They couldn't help but gathered around them, wanting to be first.

It takes time to understand what happened in the camp.

At this time, the Jin soldier reported: "Under the horse's belly is a large package and a burning string... Oh, and there is also a wooden sign with several words written in blood."

The Jin Bing handed the wooden plaque to Puzhen, but Puzhen didn't accept it. He said with a dark face: "Who knows the writing of these Nanmanzi..."

The Jin Bing scratched his head, looked at the wooden sign, then looked at Puzhen, and said carefully: "It seems that it is not Nanman characters, but our Jurchen characters."

Puzhen snorted: "Warriors rely on bows and arrows and martial arts, what's the use of knowing the characters?" The implication was that he didn't know the Jurchen characters either.

In fact, this phenomenon is very common among the Jin army. You must know that more than ten years ago, the Jurchens were still a nation without writing. They were in a barbaric era where they tied knots to record events and passed them down orally. It was not until a few years after the founding of the Jin Dynasty.

, it was Wanyan Xiyin, a talented Jurchen scholar, who created Jurchen characters based on the texts of Liao and Song Dynasties.

But among the top brass of the Jin Army, many people lack the interest in learning. Why do they need to learn word by word like Tong Meng when problems can be solved by staff? Therefore, many senior generals in the Jin Army are not

Those who can read include the two deputy marshals of this southern invasion: Zong Han and Zong Wang.

But Amutai was an exception. His father was Wanyan Xiyin's domestic servant, and he actually knew some big Jurchen characters. Amutai himself also roughly recognized some of them. He grabbed the wooden sign, and the five bloody big characters appeared in front of him.

Eye-piercing: "Pu Zhen died here!"

What? Curse me?! Pu Zhen’s eyes widened, and the money rat tail on the back of his head almost stood up!

At this moment, Amutai seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale: "Gift bag? Burning rope? No, throw away that big package quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, a violent explosion sounded, and Amutai turned into pieces of minced meat that exuded a burnt smell and was thrown all over the sky.

Di Lie's last gift package finally came in handy. Everything was as he expected. When Jin Bing found Amutai, he would definitely bring him over to understand the situation. Calculate the time it would take for this distance and reserve the length of the fuse.

, you can get another central flowering result.

Fortunately, neither Amutai nor the ordinary gold soldiers knew anything about gunpowder bags. Even if Amutai saw that Di Lie had tied something under the horse's belly, he did not realize what a terrible thing it was. Otherwise,

, Amutai would definitely struggle when he saw the golden soldiers. As soon as he was loosened, he would drive away the horse with the bag tied to it. If so, how much harm would this gift cause to the golden soldiers?

It's much smaller.

Amutai recalled his painful experience at the last moment and finally realized what a "gift" that package was. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Di Lie exploded two such big bombs last night, but because it was dark night, the visual effects were compromised, and he was the only one in the audience. But now this last ten kilogram bomb, not only in the sun

The explosion that jumped out of the horizon was as fierce as another twin sun, and it was in full view of nearly a thousand people. The bloody and tragic scene shocked the soul and devastated the liver.

"What a tragedy!" Ye Die'er said afterwards, "One of the legs hit a woman next to me, and the woman fainted immediately - not from the impact, but from shock. Only later did I see clearly

, that’s a horse’s leg…”

"It's so terrifying!" Zuo Kai said afterwards, "I've never seen such a terrifying weapon. It's like thunder and fire dropped by God in anger! It tore apart all the people and horses within a radius of dozens of feet, and then unleashed a torrent of fire.

Blood rain. The little one has seen dead people since he was born. He has seen countless dead bodies in more than twenty years, but he has never vomited. But, that day, the little one vomited..."

"That's awesome!" After Yang Zhechong witnessed the big explosion, he immediately became dissatisfied with the few small bombs he threw last night and made up his mind to throw big ones like this in the future.

"That's the master's fireball magic!" Ah Shu later announced to more Jin Bing who was in despair after being attacked by the Japanese. "The master comes from a mysterious place called Taiwan in the East China Sea, which is the entrance and exit of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. The master

The palace was built on the entrance. In order to be able to freely enter and exit the Dragon Palace, the Sea Dragon King used the fireball secret spell to exchange with the owner."

A'shu's statement, which was full of fantasy and imagination, later spread throughout the Song and Jin Dynasties, and became a concept that was firmly believed by the emperors, ministers, and the common people.

After the explosion, the scene that looked like a Shura field scared the attacking Khitan soldiers out of their wits, and they had no idea what was going on. Many people thought it was God's punishment, and abandoned their bows and knelt down regardless of being on the battlefield.

, looked up at the sky with open hands, and murmured a prayer.

And those volunteers stood dumbly, completely unaware of taking advantage of the situation to attack. What was even more outrageous was that when the monk named Zhihe clasped his hands together and thanked the gods and Buddhas in the sky, all the volunteers actually

They threw away their weapons one after another, knelt on the ground and knelt down, thanking God for the divine power to annihilate the golden man.

Yang Zhe rushed to Zuo Kai, scratching his head and head, not knowing what to do. A strong force came from behind, and both of them were kicked to the side. Then Di Lie heard an angry shout: "We are not Arabs. During the war,

We still have to pray! Get rid of all the usable weapons in your hands!"

Yang and Zuo didn't know what "Arabs" were, but they also knew that now was really not the time to kowtow. In fact, from the bottom of their hearts, they didn't think these righteous people were making a fuss. If they hadn't witnessed Di

Lie used bombs to kill enemies many times. He guessed that the huge explosion just now was just a super bomb. He was afraid that at this moment he would be like those righteous people, thanking God for the punishment of Thunder God.

Di Lie took out all the remaining seven or eight thunder bullets and distributed them to Yang Zhechong and Zuo Kai. Then the three of them held a torch in one hand and a bomb in the other, and threw them all at the "quasi-Arabs" in one breath.

A series of explosions, a series of screams. Perhaps the stimulation just now was too strong. As soon as they heard this life-destroying explosion, even if the sound was much smaller, hundreds of Khitan soldiers immediately jumped up and dispersed like birds and beasts.

He didn't even bother to chase the frightened and fleeing horse, he just walked away with bow-legged legs and yelling.

But their bad luck did not end. A group of soldiers suddenly rushed out of the forest not far away. They fired at the Khitan soldiers with crossbows and knocked down a large number of them immediately. The Khitan soldiers were already losing their minds and were attacked repeatedly.

After falling, he no longer had the will to fight, he just held his head and ran for his life, completely ignoring the clan members who kept falling around him.

When Di Lie, Yang, Zuo and others were looking at it in amazement, a familiar rough voice came: "Happy! Happy! I was bullied so much by these Khitan dogs in the past, and they killed so many brothers last night. I didn't expect it."

The retribution in this world has come so quickly. Brothers, kill our big head and avenge the thousands of brothers who died unjustly by our Han army!"

Fang Datou? This man is actually Fang Datou! And the people he leads are undoubtedly the remnants of the Han Dynasty army who survived the disaster.

When these hundreds of bloodstained signers, happily carrying long strings hung with Khitan ears, arrived at the center of the explosion, all the noise gradually became lower and disappeared.

What kind of scene was in front of me? A large pit with a diameter of more than two feet. Around the pit, there were large bodies of human and horse corpses. Human blood gurgled, and horse blood gurgled like a spring. Human blood and horse blood mixed together and flowed in together.

The big pit turned into a blood pool. After a while, the bodies of men and horses on the blood pool were densely covered with flies and insects. Occasionally, there were still golden soldiers and war horses twitching.

Suddenly, a large number of flies flew up, which was disgusting to watch.

In the center of the explosion, within the scope covered by the shock wave, forty to fifty Jin soldiers were killed on the spot, more than 20 people were seriously injured, and there were still more than 30 Jin soldiers who were slightly injured and uninjured on the outermost periphery.

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More than 30 Jurchen Jin soldiers are a force that cannot be underestimated at any time. On the east and west roads of Hebei, such a force can even take down a county town. Moreover, it can even take down a county when it is heavily guarded by the Song Dynasty.

They galloped freely outside the state capital city, or provoked, but the Song army did not dare to go out of the city to fight.

But here and now, this power that frightened people in the Song Dynasty disappeared without a trace. What the signing troops saw were more than thirty numb, frightened, and soulless faces. They were also doing the same thing as the Khitan soldiers.

actions, constantly praying to God, asking for forgiveness.

Several of the Jin soldiers were praying devoutly when they suddenly vomited blood for no apparent reason, even bleeding from seven holes, and then fell down and died. Such a situation not only frightened the Jurchens out of their minds, thinking that the gods were continuing to punish them, but also

Even those signing troops hurriedly knelt down in large numbers.

Only Di Lie knew the situation best. Those golden soldiers who died suddenly should have been severely affected by the shock wave generated by the explosion. Their internal organs and heads were severely injured, causing bleeding and hematoma in the brain and abdominal cavity. It was only temporary.

For half a while, no fatal wounds were formed, and no abnormalities were visible on the surface. However, with massive bleeding and hematoma pressure, he would eventually bleed from seven holes, and he would soon die.

These medical reactions, in the eyes of people on both sides of the enemy and us who don’t know what they are doing, become the reminder of evil spirits or the punishment of gods.

Obviously, the benefits of this to the Song people are obvious, because even the most fierce Jurchens have no fighting spirit at this time, abandoning their weapons and bending their knees, like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Di Liezhuo stood on the wall of the village and shouted at the right time: "Fang Datou, what are you waiting for? Don't you even dare to slaughter cattle and sheep?"

Fang Hong suddenly woke up and shouted: "Brothers, kill me!"

After Fang Hong finished drinking, he first shot down a golden soldier with an arrow. After hearing the order, the soldiers behind him picked up their bows, crossbows, swords and guns as a reflex, and shot from far and short. In just one critical strike, they were all wiped out.

This group of golden soldiers.

After killing all the Jin soldiers, Fang Hong led these hundreds of soldiers. Because they slaughtered the Jin soldiers and Khitan people who had always been riding on their heads to show their power, their confidence and morale were greatly boosted, and their entire mental outlook changed.

A new group of remnants of the signed army arrived at the gate of the village in order.

Just when the volunteers on the wall were feeling uneasy and wondering what these big-headed soldiers wanted to do.

Fang Hong gave an order, and all the signing troops suddenly knelt down and bowed their heads in front of Di Lie: "The leader is powerful, we are willing to follow the leader and roar proudly in this troubled world. There are mountains of swords and seas of fire, but if there is a destiny, there is no way to follow it. If

If you violate this oath, God will bite you, God will bite you!"

There is silence between heaven and earth, the wind passes silently, and a red sun rises slowly.

All the volunteers, including Yang Zhechong, Zuo Kai, A Shu, Ye Die'er and the other girls, as well as the Song prisoners who came back one after another to see the earth-shattering noise, all knelt down in unison.

Only the tall and burly figure standing proudly reflected the rays of the rising sun at this moment, as bright and dazzling as the sun.
Chapter completed!