Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

Hearing the sound of horseshoes coming from a distance, Wan Yan Zongwang's expression immediately changed.

This time they were surrounded by the Song army, and Wanyan Zongwang already knew that the Han had mobilized countless troops to destroy them. Of the 100,000 troops he led, 40,000 of them were on the other side, but the pontoon bridge had been damaged, and his 40,000 might not be able to come over.

"It's probably Song Jun, let's be careful!" Wanyan Zong said.

The commanders and commanders around nodded.

"Now is the juncture of my life and death. Everyone must go forward at all costs! A little hesitation and timidity will undoubtedly die! Children, follow me, rush forward!" Wan Yan Zongwang said loudly.

The surrounding Jurchen soldiers nodded, and there was a firm light in their eyes.

At the moment Wanyan Zongwang rode his horse forward. He listened carefully to the voice on the other side, and led the soldiers toward the direction with the least sound.

The moonlight was originally very bright, but now a dark cloud blocked the moonlight, and the surroundings became pitch black.

Ten thousand Jurchen soldiers were galloping forward. At this moment, the sound of bowstring vibration sounded. Just ahead, in the quietest place, countless Song soldiers were pulling their strings and shooting arrows.

Suddenly, a scream came. In an instant, more than a thousand Jurchen soldiers fell from the horse.

"Damn, there is also Song Jun here!"

"Rush! Rush over! Kill all the Han Chinese!"

Wan Yan Zongwang was desperate and angry. He had no other way but to move on.

The second wave of bows and arrows sounded, and Wan Yan Zongwang knocked down an arrow. At this moment, a scream suddenly came from his side.

"Ah! Qi'er!" Wanyan Zongwang looked to the left, and saw that a Jurchen general beside him had fallen off his horse! Countless Jurchen cavalry surged in the back, the Jurchen general had already been stepped on the ground, and it was impossible to rescue him now.

Wanyan Zongwang rode on the horse blankly, letting the horse drag him forward, he kept looking back.

It was his eldest son who had just fallen from the war horse!

This Wan Yan Qi has been fighting with him since he was a child, and he valued it very much and regarded Wan Yan Qi as his heir! After he was old, Wan Yan Qi wanted to inherit his position, power, and army in the Kingdom of Jin. He did not expect to die under a cold arrow now!

"Han, I don't share the sky with you!" Wanyan Zong looked up to the sky and roared!

At this moment, Song Jun on the opposite side had already rushed over!

The Song army on the opposite side was also all cavalry.

All the Jurchens held in their hands were scimitars. Some of the soldiers and horses of the Song Army greeted them frontally, while the other soldiers and horses circled the two wings and attacked from the two wings.

The number of the Song Army cavalry was twice that of them, and it was the 20,000 cavalry led by Zhang Xian.

The front of the Jurchen was immediately blocked, and the Jurchen on the two wings charged in the left and right directions.

Wanyan Zongwang was in grief and indignation at this moment. The soldiers next to him huddled him forward. Several Song troops rushed over, and the soldiers next to him moved forward together, beheading these Song troops to the ground.

Then dozens of Song troops rushed forward, and the soldiers next to him moved forward again. There was a melee in front of him. Wan Yan Zongwang was about to go up to fight the Song troops himself, but several ten thousand chiefs and commanders tried to lead him from next to these Song troops. Go around and head forward.

Song Jun constantly rushed in front of him. Every time Wanyan Zongwang's soldiers would move forward, and every time Wanyan Zongwang would bring a few ten thousand chiefs and thousand chiefs to pass by.

For the last time, hundreds of Song troops appeared in front of Wanyan Zongwang. At this time, there were only dozens of soldiers left beside Wanyan Zongwang. These soldiers went forward one after another. Also moved towards the front one after another!

"Second prince, leave here! Wait until the future revenge for us!"

"Second prince, run away quickly!"

"Go! Go!"

The captains, captains, and soldiers were shouting.

Wanyan Zongwang felt his eyes wet, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Several Song troops in front were about to come, and a ten thousand chief roared toward here, blocking those Song troops.

Wanyan Zongwang finally escaped the danger.

There were weeds everywhere, and in some places there were a lot of weeds. Wan Yan Zongwang got off his horse, took off his clothes outside, and walked forward in the grass. He is the second prince of Jurchen, the marshal of the Central Plains Jurchen, and the clothes he wears are naturally very luxurious. At this moment, he takes off his clothes and is in the grass, and most people will not notice him.

"Qi'er died in the hands of the Han people, I am afraid that my Jurchen army of 100,000 will die in the hands of the Han people! Except for me, no one can escape!" Wanyan Zongwang's despair was extremely desperate, and he couldn't help but stop. Got down and lay on the ground crying.

He didn't dare to make a sound, afraid of being discovered by Song Jun, he just kept crying, and the ground was wet with his tears.

When the night wind blew, Wan Yan Zongwang felt a chill in his body, and he finally stood up.

At this moment, his face was pale.

He drew the sword from his waist and slashed it towards his neck.

A blood mark appeared on his neck, and at this moment, he suddenly stopped.

"No, I can't just die like this! The father led us to kill from the white mountains and black waters. We had only two thousand soldiers and horses that day. We did not have endless wealth or vast land. However, we depended on the wisdom of our father and the emperor. With the courage of our Jurchens, we have smashed thousands of miles, and we enslaved the Khitan and Han people at will! Now even though I am defeated in the army, my Dajin Nation is far better than when I first started! With our 80,000 troops, and hundreds of thousands of troops in the north, we still have the grasslands in the north, the countless fertile soils in Liaodong, and we still have many places like Shangjing, Zhongjing, and Tokyo. We will also have the two Emperors of the Song Dynasty. Hold it! With this strength, we still have the ability to fight back! I can't cry, I want to go back! Now the Song army is strong, after returning to Zhongshan Mansion, I will immediately lead the remaining army northward! We Jurchens Leaving the Central Plains for the time being, leaving the Sixteenth State of Yanyun, I will take it all back in the future!"

"My father Wanyan Aguda is a world-famous hero. As his son, how can I be discouraged? How can I despair?"

"I will never despair! I will keep fighting, I want to defeat the Han people, and I want the Jurchen people to rise again! I will become a peerless hero and a hero like a father!"

Wanyan Zongwang raised his head and looked towards the sky. He clenched his fists. If he were not in danger now, he would surely scream up to the sky.

He stabilized his emotions, strode forward in the grass with the sword in his hand, and his eyes became firm again.

As the second son of Wanyan Aguda, Wanyan Aguda's eldest son died young, and his status is no different from that of the eldest son. He conquered the East and the West for almost 20 years. From the earliest days, they had nothing. The weapons they used were inferior weapons, far inferior to the Khitans. Later, they captured the entire Liao State and occupied the entire Central Plains. After these many wars, Wanyan Zongwang's spirit was extremely firm, and after a big cry, he quickly recovered.

The sky was getting dark, and he was still striding forward.

After walking for a while, a small bridge appeared in front of him.

After seeing the small bridge, Yan Zong was overjoyed, and he walked up to the small bridge.

There was no one in the surroundings.

Wan Yan Zongwang passed over the small bridge, and he continued to move forward. However, after two steps had just been taken, Wan Yan Zongwang let out a scream! He has advanced martial arts and is an extremely strong man among the Jurchens. It was just that he fought overnight, and his internal strength was extremely exhausted, and he also had a lot of wounds on his body! At this moment, he was not disturbed. He kicked one foot forward and hit the wall of the cave. He sprang up again. However, at this moment, a huge fishing net was covered from above, and Wan Yan Zongwang fluttered. Fell into a big hole.

Then, a scream came out.

The fishing net was uncovered, and Yan Zongwang fell into the hole, with a huge sharpened bamboo stuck in one of his thighs, and blood was everywhere in his hand. He raised his hand and saw iron briers on it.