Southern Song Dynasty military god

Chapter 228 Chapter Twenty Twenty
The blood-soaked armor, worn on the body as if it were a layer of wood, is extremely heavy and difficult to move.

In order to make the slashing and fighting more efficient, Wu Lin simply gritted his teeth and removed the armor on his shoulders!Since he jumped into the trench, Wu Lin has forgotten the time. He only knows the weapon in his hand, which has been changed once and again!
"kill!"

The voice that came out of his dry throat was hoarse, and the arms he swung were sore and limp. Even Wu Lin himself felt that every time he swung the knife, it was so weak, and his entire arm was numb. Sleep!
Yet the battle is not over.

Because the bed crossbow lost more and more, so that the power to stop the Jin soldiers' attack became weaker and weaker, there would always be some mad Jin soldiers who ignored the threat of crossbow arrows and rushed into the trenches to mix with the Song army. together!
There is no perfect strategy, and there are gains and losses. Although trench tactics can maximize the power of long-range weapons, they also have their own shortcomings: for example, at present, the trenches have caused the Song army to lose the advantage of the battle formation. Rely on individual combat power to fight recklessly with Jin Bing!

Half of the soldiers who came down with Wu Lin had already died, but no one backed down, because their chief general was still gritting his teeth and fighting, not only killing the enemy, but also taking revenge!
revenge!

The dispute between the two clans has destroyed many families, and the enmity among them cannot be washed away by pouring the water of the three rivers, only blood!

"what!"

"what!"

The two sides have fought to such an extent that the slogans and orders are meaningless, like a group of beasts trapped in a cage, everyone, in order to survive, is fighting desperately, uttering meaningless, but very A unified voice, like the roar of a beast.

Relatively speaking, Wu Lin's mind is still relatively clear, at least he still knows how to use skills, at least he can judge the situation in front of him.

It should be said that the situation is not very good. In terms of individual combat effectiveness, the Song people really do not have much advantage. Even if the number of Jin soldiers is small, the number of people who can still fight now is half to half. That is to say, if you continue to If the battle continues, Jinbing will quickly reverse its quantitative disadvantage and add its qualitative advantage. As a result, it will be considered.

"Go back, let the adults block this trench, go!"

Wu Lin turned around, grabbed a soldier by the collar, and roared loudly at him.

"Yes. But."

The soldier was also exhausted, his mind was probably a little confused due to lack of oxygen, and he was a little incoherent when he responded to Wu Lin's words.

Blocking the trenches is a solution that Liu Wei decided at the beginning. Although the trenches are connected, as long as they are blocked from the back, this section of the trench will be isolated, and the people inside want to pass through. It is impossible for the trenches to go around the Song army's position, so they can only return to the ground obediently and accept the baptism of the bed crossbow and the god arm crossbow!
However, once the trench is blocked, it is impossible to dig it out, and even the Song Army will voluntarily give up the fire support of this section of the trench. It will not take long for a large number of Jin soldiers to pour in, and if there is still the Song Army in the trench In addition to surrendering, these soldiers of the Song Army had no choice but to fight to the death.

But who is Wu Lin?
He is the monk, the former supreme commander of the Song Army, and Wu Jie's younger brother!Wouldn't blocking this trench mean cutting off Wu Lin's vitality? Even if Wu Lin asked for it, would Wu Jie agree?The "but" in the mouth of the soldiers came from this.

Of course Wu Lin knew what his own soldier was thinking. He stared and shouted angrily, "What are you waiting for? Go!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The soldier didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he used a round shield to protect his chest and abdomen, and rushed forward with his back bent!

The golden soldiers in the trenches didn't know what the soldiers of the Song Army were going to do, they could only instinctively slash and kill the enemies passing by. In order to cover the soldiers, Wu Lin roared again, arousing all the remaining strength in his body, and aimed at the golden soldiers. Pounce!

"Protect the adults, kill!"

The soldiers who followed Wu Lin broke out again, fighting together with Wu Lin, their madness attracted Jin Bing, and finally turned his attention completely, no longer paying attention to the one who slid past like a mouse guy!
"Brother, don't hesitate! It's worth it to save Monk Yuan and Bashu if I die alone!" During the interval between battles, Wu Lin still couldn't forget to pay attention to the soldier who delivered the letter from the corner of his eyes until the other day. Disappeared safely around the bend in the trench.

At this moment, Wu Lin had no fear in his heart.

Fighting makes people numb, and the pain of body and mind makes people forget about death, only hatred and anger!
Human war itself is a kind of freak, its existence can suppress other human natures, leaving only a single killing instinct!
This is true for the soldiers on the front line, but for the generals in command behind, they need to bear more, or mental pressure, even if you are a prince, it is no exception!

If he can win, everything is easy to say, if he fails, the general is not just as simple as dying, he is destined to be famous in history, and he is even more afraid of leaving a bad name in history!Jin Wushu was very worried. He was worried about his fame, and he was even more worried about losing his right to speak in the ruling and opposition parties.

The Jurchen nation, like other nomads, has always valued force, even if you are a prince, as long as you can't lead everyone from one victory to the next, then everyone will betray their relatives, and at most they will be an idle prince. It's just a happy life.

That kind of life is not what Jin Wushu wants.

"My lord, I can't do it, Song Jun, you are too stubborn!"

Pufeng's voice rang in Jin Wushu's ears, and Jin Wushu, whose eyes had turned red, silently let out a sigh!
There are more than 4 soldiers and horses, and they are eager to let their horses smash through the monks' plains and approach Bashu.

The results of it?
Tens of thousands of people were killed and injured, food and grass were burned, and they were still unable to advance half a step. How cruel was it to be completely blocked by the humble Song army using those labyrinth-like ravines and trenches?How cruel is it for Jin Wushu?

"National teacher, am I really not suitable for leading the army?"

There are no outsiders here, so Jin Wushu can express such emotion for a lifetime. From his eyes, there is a deep sense of despair.

"My lord!"

Pufeng's voice suddenly raised, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, maybe there was some mystery behind Pufeng's roar, and the eyes of the golden Wushu roared brightly again.

"National teacher, you are laughing!"

"It's okay," Pu Feng waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Your Highness is showing his true temperament, it's really okay, but it's the best policy to retreat at this time, or what the old monk said just now, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood Burn! My lord, be careful!"

Jin Wushu nodded heavily, "If that's the case, let's withdraw." Jin Wushu waved his hand helplessly and gave the order.

In the trenches, Wu Lin was struggling to kill the enemy. In his heart, there was no hope of escape at this time, and he could only serve the country with death!

"My lord, you listen'!"

A bloody soldier suddenly approached Wu Lin and said loudly.

"What?" Wu Lin, who was struggling to kill, turned his head and asked.

"Ming Jin, are you Ming Jin?"

Wu Lin shook his head, as if he couldn't believe it, and there was still some doubt in his eyes. "Are we in Mingjin?"

"No, no, it's the golden dog. The golden dog is withdrawing from Mingjin."

The soldier's face was full of joy. Although he was brave enough, who would want to die if there was even a glimmer of life?
"Brothers, try harder, the golden dogs can't stand it anymore!" Wu Lin listened again, and after confirming that he was right, he also roared angrily.With his words, the Song soldiers in the trenches roared angrily, victory is just around the corner!

For Jin Bing, Ming Jin meant that the battle was over. As the attacking side, he failed to break through the Song Army's defense, which meant that Jin Bing lost this battle!

Failure means that the previous sacrifices become meaningless, and this is the most frustrating thing.As a result, the morale of Jin Bing plummeted, and the pressure on Wu Lin and others suddenly decreased.With hope in sight, the Song Army headed by Wu Lin mustered up the courage to fight the tranced Jin Bing again, and the killing sound shook the sky.

It was at this time that Wang Chongyang, who was far away in Xianyang, finally knew who the team besieging Daming was!
Gold marbles!
If Lin Yingying hadn't told Wang Chongyang personally, Wang Chongyang wouldn't have believed it at all. This time, he and Jin Danzi are teaming up again to deal with the same enemy.

"The golden marble is probably crazy!" Lin Yingying summed up the matter in this way, but Wang Chongyang was surprised, but he could understand the golden marble's thoughts, "It's not that the golden marble is crazy, he did it because of his last resort, in today's troubled times , he has thousands of soldiers under his command, and he always wants to find a safe place to live and live. Liu Yu has come out this time, and the golden marbles have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!"

Wang Chongyang shook his head while talking, of course he didn't know, Lin Yingying already hated the golden marble in her heart at this moment!Isn't that right? If it wasn't for the golden marbles that allowed the troops of the Great Qi Kingdom to continue to be consumed under the city of Xianyang, in the end, the Xixia Kingdom would be able to send troops to win this long-coveted place.

Of course, the current state of Jin is no longer the original state of Jin. The Southern Song Dynasty is rising a little bit. Under the leadership of generals such as Han Shizhong and Yue Fei, the life of the state of Jin is not easy.

If there is one more Wang Chongyang
Thinking of this, Lin Yingying involuntarily looked towards Wang Chongyang, just as Wang Chongyang turned his head, the eyes of the two collided, but they quickly turned away from each other.This is not an era of free love, even if the two of them have that kind of thought in their hearts.

"Don't waste time, I'm going to fight, Xiao Shan, gather your troops, it's time for training!"

"Order!"

Xiao Shan, who had been standing by Wang Chongyang's side all this time, finally heard his long-awaited words!

"I want to participate too!"

Lin Yingying stood in front of Wang Chongyang without any excuse, and said loudly.

(End of this chapter)