Chapter 1: The Awakening of Shin Wang...

  The entire battlefield was filled with the sound of killing, at this time, General Zhang Ying under Ma Zheng's command led the central army to kill the Jin army in an instant. Only to see him holding a long spear like lightning, slashing through the air, bringing up a sky full of blood flowers. Three Jin soldiers let out a miserable cry, with fresh blood spraying from their throats, and immediately fell down. A group of guards rushed over, with knives and guns falling together, and when they looked again, only a pile of wreckage was left.

  "General Ma, look over there..." a guard shouted loudly, "Jin Gou has surrounded Vice General Zhao!" After hearing this, Ma Zheng looked up and didn't say a word. He immediately dispatched all the remaining infantry in his hand to support Zhao Bangjie.

  Zhao Baojie was surrounded by the main general Xiao Zhong, who led the cavalry to transport grain and fodder for the Jin army. Probably because his troops killed too fiercely, catching and killing whoever they could, but this had the opposite effect, failing to scare off the Jin people, instead attracting a group of angry Jin soldiers who besieged him and attacked him to the death.

  The Jin people were ferocious, and under Xiao Zhong's leadership, they charged forward without regard for their lives. After a bloody battle, Zhao Bangjie's 500 cavalry had lost over 100 horses, and coincidentally encountered another group of fearless Jin soldiers.

  At this time, Zhao Bangjie was not afraid at all. The more enemies there were, the more excited he became. He killed with gusto, his face unchanged as he continued to fight fiercely with the Jin soldiers.

  Liu Shaner is the nephew of Liu Sang, and the eldest son of the Liu family. Before Liu Sang raised his flag, he was an ironworker who made weapons. After growing up, Liu Shaner followed his uncle to learn a trade, and although his craftsmanship was average, the martial arts skills he learned from his uncle were quite good.

  Liu Shaner had great strength and was skilled in using a wolf-tooth club, a small round ball with sharp spikes all over it. This was the wolf-tooth club. In the heat of battle, one swing of the wolf-tooth club could smash your brains out even if you wore a helmet.

  At this time, Liu Shan'er was wielding a wolf-tooth club weighing dozens of kilograms and fighting with the Golden Army. The wolf-tooth club made him dance like a windmill, smashing whatever came his way. Just as he was happily smashing the Golden Army, several righteous army soldiers beside him suddenly shouted: "Brother Liu, Deputy Commander Zhao is surrounded! Leader Liu Sanjiao asks you to hurry up and provide support!"

  Liu Sange, who was closest to Zhao Bangjie, saw that the deputy commander was surrounded by the Jin army and immediately ordered Liu Shaner's main force to rush over to support him. At this time, the battlefield was very chaotic, and everyone's command was crucial. Moreover, this group of Jin soldiers was extremely ferocious, and although the righteous army surrounded and killed them four times, they did not immediately win. If they were slightly careless, the deputy commander might be killed, and the righteous army would have the possibility of collapse.

  At this moment, a loud and urgent horn sounded from all directions. Liu Sange didn't even look up to know that Ma Zheng was about to explode in anger. He shouted: "Brothers, kill the Golden Dog for me! Kill the enemy!"

  "Kill the golden dog!" The soldiers were boiling with blood, shouting in unison: "Kill the enemy!"

  "Wooo! Wooo! Wooo!" The horn sounded for a long time, and under the sound of Ma Zheng's horn, people from all sides rushed to surround and kill the Jin army.

  At this time, the cavalry under Liu Xi's command turned their horses around and gathered tightly around him. At this moment, Liu Xi's expression was ferocious, with bloodstains on his whiskers, and the long spear in his hand seemed to have not had enough of the enemy's fresh blood, the crimson spearhead waiting for the next round of devouring, a thick layer of blood dripping down from the sharp blade tip.

  "Reorganize the formation......" "Dense column array......" The hoarse and exhausted shouts, let the righteous army's troops begin to get in order.

  The great flag fluttered, the King's banner bared its teeth and claws, as if it were about to soar into the sky. At this moment, Ma Zheng's eyes were fixed on the Jin army in the distance, the old man holding a wooden pole spear, ordering the war drum to be beaten and charging forward.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sudden sound of the charging war drums was like a burst of thunder.

  "Kill..." At this time, Liu Xi, the leader who had gathered his troops, charged forward on horseback, crazily killing into the Jin army. Hundreds of cavalrymen followed closely behind him, raising their weapons and galloping wildly.

  At this time, Wu Fengtou, Liu Sange, Zhao Qing'er and Wang Jin led their troops to charge forward, inserting themselves into the Jin army's formation. "Kill the Jin dogs! Kill!" For a moment, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and the shouting was like a tidal wave.

  The righteous army has gone mad! At this time, the Jin soldiers began to despair and scream, riding horses to retreat. This group of righteous army is simply crazy, repeatedly forming arrays and charging forward, unstoppable, fearless of death, as tough as steel, like an iron rake, not stopping until they have killed all the Jin people.

  The Jin army was frightened to death, and among the thousands of Jin soldiers, there were only over a thousand true Jurchen people, while the rest were Khitan and Bohai people. The righteous army didn't care about their lives, but I did, this kind of desperate fight was purely a test of morale, a fight to the death. In the end, it would be a situation where both sides suffered heavy losses. The Bohai and Khitan people in the Jin army still wanted to save their lives and escape, rather than becoming ghosts under the knife.

  "Hsss……" The long knife chopped down, emitting a shocking and terrifying whistle. The enemy soldiers fled in all directions, wailing miserably. The blade chopped into the back of the Golden Soldier, its momentum unabated, cutting flesh and bone, and then fell to the ground. At this time, the saddle bridge of that Golden Soldier knight shattered, and the long knife heavily chopped onto the horse's back. That warhorse let out a mournful cry, its massive body flying into the air, knocking over several Golden Soldier knights in a row, before crashing to the ground with a loud thud.

  "Kill the Golden Dog, not a single one left...!" Wang Jin's hoarse roar sounded exceptionally clear on the bloody battlefield, "Not a single one left! Kill!"

  The sudden change in the battle situation caused panic among the Jin army, but Xiao Zhong was after all a brave general of the Jin army. Otherwise, the important task of escorting grain would not have fallen to him.

  Facing the suddenly ferocious rebel army, Xiao Zhong stabilized his emotions and carefully observed the battlefield. The Golden Army was surrounded by several times more rebel troops, and the cavalry's charging advantage could not be brought into play, but instead became targets for the rebel archers and long-gun infantry on horseback.

  At this time, beyond Xiao Zhong's expectation, he didn't go to attack the righteous army, but instead the righteous army set up an ambush against him. Judging from the current battle situation, the number of cavalry in the righteous army is limited and does not have a clear advantage, with both sides still entangled in combat. The righteous army has not yet had the ability to completely annihilate his 5,000 cavalry in one fell swoop.

  Xiao Zhong considered for a moment and then ordered the flag to be raised, commanding each team of golden soldiers to dismount and form a defensive array on foot, not allowing anyone to escape or abandon their warhorses.

  At this time, Ma Zheng was watching the battle in front of him on horseback, silent. The number of Jin soldiers was more than expected, not three thousand but five thousand. Fortunately, the two hundred thousand militia in their hands were all selected from tens of millions of people and became elite soldiers after brief training.

  Moreover, under the mobilization of Wang Qian's letter before the war, which was about protecting the family and the country, protecting brothers and sisters, and defending the home, the soldiers of the righteous army were still full of energy after a long period of hard fighting, and they fought to the death without retreating.

  All these made Ma Zheng very pleased, but what made him uneasy was that if the five thousand Jin soldiers caused great losses to the Righteous Army, how many more battles would they need to fight on their way to Taihang Mountain? After fighting a battle here, the Righteous Army not only suffered casualties and reduced personnel, but also became exhausted. If the Jin army sent reinforcements again, the consequences could be imagined.

  At this time, Zhao Kun had already appeared on a high mountain ridge, personally raising the banner of the King of Xin, looking at the slaughter below. Under his pre-war mobilization, the morale of the righteous army was extremely high, and the soldiers of the righteous army were eager to eat the flesh and blood of the Golden Dog. Now he is here, on the battlefield, making all the righteous armies see him, and the morale of the righteous army will never be lost.

  At this time, the battlefield was in a state of chaos, with knights from both sides galloping back and forth, fighting to the death, corpses scattered all over the ground, abandoned war flags and weapons everywhere, the sounds of killing, neighing horses, clashing metal, whistling arrows, bugle calls, and various cries for help blending together in a deafening cacophony.

  A Jin army cavalryman and a rebel cavalryman's two warhorses collided while galloping at high speed. "Boom!" A loud crash, the ground shook, and the warhorses fell to the ground with a miserable whinny.

  The golden armored knight rolled over in the air for dozens of times, and was suddenly swarmed by the righteous army infantrymen who stabbed him with their long spears. Dozens of long spears pierced through the golden armored knight's body, his corpse was full of bloody holes.

  Another righteous army knight flew out and before he even landed, he was knocked flying by a galloping golden armored warhorse. By the time he finally managed to land, several warhorses whizzed past, instantly trampling him into a pulp of flesh.

  Two horses collided, the golden armored soldier and the righteous army's knight each raised their spears to thrust at each other. "Whoosh...! Whoosh...!" The two long spears simultaneously pierced through each other's bodies, the warhorses galloped past, while the knights on horseback fell to the ground with each other's spears.

  Zhao Yun gazed into the distance, and at this moment, Wang Jin held up his long knife, continuously chopping at a Jurchen general. The first chop shattered the general's shield, the second chopped off the opponent's arm, the third chop whistled through empty air, the head flew high into the sky, and a gush of hot blood sprayed out.

  "Sound the horn, sound the horn...! The Imperial Guard Cavalry Regiment, form up, form up...!" Zhao Qing'er was wearing heavy armor, a helmet on his head, and holding a long spear, shouting hoarsely at the front. His warhorse raised its hooves and let out a long whinny, its mane stained with blood, almost unrecognizable from its original color.

  At this moment, the knights of the Imperial Guard Cavalry Regiment flew in from all directions, with Zhao Qing'er as the center, lined up on both sides, with knives and guns pointing forward, each with a ferocious expression, eyes blazing with fury, as if they wanted to tear the enemy apart alive.

  "Woooo..." A cavalryman raised his horn and blew it with all his might. Zhao Qing'er urged her horse to raise its front hooves again, the warhorse neighing loudly.

  "Long live King Xian...!" Zhao Qing'er shouted loudly, the war horse's front hooves landed on the ground, its massive body soared into the air and whistled away.

  "Kill! We are the thousand-year-old Imperial Guards Iron Cavalry, annihilate the Jin army! Kill!"

  "Believe in the king!... Thousand years! Kill the golden dog!" The soldiers shouted in unison, galloping horses followed, "Kill the golden dog...!" The earth-shaking roar was like spring thunder, passing over the battlefield, over the mountains, shaking the sky.

  Hundreds of riders swept away, and the battlefield changed in an instant. The Jin army was shocked and frightened, one by one turning their horses' heads and fleeing hastily.

  The fierce roar violently shocked Zhao Ke's soul, giving him an extreme shock. A nameless hot air suddenly filled his whole body, and the hot blood boiled up in an instant.

  At this time, one of the guards beside him suddenly shouted: "It's bad, General Zhao Qing is rushing into the Jin army, and has been surrounded by the main force of the Jin army."

  As soon as Zhao heard, he immediately went down the mountain to support. Several guards rushed to hold him back, one of the guards said: "Qian Sheng, absolutely not, you are a precious body, absolutely cannot take risks. Moreover, if you don't raise the flag here, the brothers below will lose their morale."

  "Listen to my orders! You wear my dragon robe here, I'll go down and support General Zhao Qing'er. This is my order!" Zhao Xun shouted.

  At this time, with people on all sides, the cavalry couldn't escape at all, so the King's personal guard and the horse camp were already scattered and fighting together with the Jin army cavalry. The battle was extremely fierce, and the number of men and horses around Zhao Qing'er was getting smaller and smaller, and the number of Jin soldiers opposite him was also decreasing.

  At this time, on a small hillside, dozens of cavalrymen were fighting fiercely, both sides completely crazy, killing each other without regard for their lives, one slash after another, every blow drawing blood, like a group of ferocious beasts with eyes red from killing.

  At this time, Zhao Qing'er was half-lying on the ground, her hair scattered and her helmet nowhere to be seen. With one hand holding a knife and the other propping herself up from the ground, she was fighting hard while making her way towards where her father was surrounded.

  A tall and sturdy Jin army general held a wolf-toothed club in his hand, chasing after him. The Jin army general was injured, with blood all over his face, and his right thigh was even more bloody, relying on only one left leg to support his body. The huge wolf-toothed club seemed to have become very heavy at this moment, and it was very laborious to lift it up. Although he smashed it again and again, either it was an empty hit or Zhao Qing'er dodged it.

  Zhao Qing'er was also injured and couldn't get up, her escape speed was very slow. The Golden General accelerated his pace, wanting to catch up with Zhao Qing'er and kill her with one stick.

  Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo was both shocked and enraged. He raised his long spear and shot it towards the battlefield like an arrow. The golden general caught up with Zhao Qing'er and shouted angrily, striking down with his rod. Zhao Qing'er let out a tender cry, using all her strength to raise her knife and block the attack.

  "As...!" Zhao Qing'er let out a mournful cry, her tiger's mouth splitting open, and her war knife flew out of her hand. The golden general also suffered from his injuries, his wolf-toothed club slipping askew, heavily falling to the ground, creating a small pit.

  With a final glance at his broken sword, Zhao Qing'er was consumed by despair. The golden general let out an excited roar and raised his club to strike again.

  At this time, Zhao Xun suddenly arrived with several guards. At this time, after a long period of recovery and secret training, Zhao Xun had recovered some of his previous life's strength. He was seen holding an iron spear, flying forward, aiming at Jin Jiang's chest, and fiercely thrusting it in.

  "Poof......" The tip of the iron spear pierced through the body of the Jurchen general, blood splashing everywhere, and the black iron spear was instantly stained red. Zhao Kuang rushed over, his long spear dancing in the air, its lightning-fast movements as agile as a flying dragon. All that could be heard were the sounds "Poof! Poof......" as more than a dozen nearby Jurchen soldiers were stabbed by the dancing spear in an instant.

  Everyone was shocked by Zhao's marksmanship, and the bodies of a dozen Golden Soldiers were all pierced through the throat, each one killed with a single shot.

  As the Golden Army's central army led by Zhao Bangjie was surrounded, more than half of his 500 cavalrymen were killed or wounded, and Zhao Bangjie himself was in danger. Suddenly, a strange change occurred. "Hoo-hoo-hoo..." A loud horn sounded through the air, and a team of iron cavalry rushed in, Liu Shannai leading over a hundred iron cavalry, holding a wolf-toothed club, and killing his way in with abandon. Behind him followed Zhang Ying, leading countless righteous army infantrymen pouring in.

  The Jin army collapsed, and the gold armor suddenly collapsed. The Jin soldiers began to flee in a hurry, and at this time, Xiao Zhong shouted and shouted, trying his best to stop them, but no one listened to him, nor could they hear him. From the officers to the flag-bearing soldiers, everyone turned around and ran for their lives.

  As the number of fleeing soldiers increased, Xiao Zhong anxiously drew his sword and started chopping, still trying to stop the collapse of the Jin army. This move enraged the Jin soldiers, who pushed him under the horse and snatched the reins to escape. "You're not escaping? Then stay here, give me your horse, I want to escape!" Xiao Zhong fell off the horse and was immediately trampled, letting out mournful cries. His two personal attendants fought desperately, killing several people with their swords, and managed to pull him up from the ground. In just a few moments, Xiao Zhong had been trampled so badly that he was bleeding profusely, his breathing labored.

  Because of Xiao Zhong's order, the Jin soldiers had abandoned their war horses and dismounted to fight on foot. Now they no longer had any war horses or could not find their own horses that had strayed into the rebel army's camp during the battle, so one by one they could only flee on foot.

  "Sound the horn, leave an exit on the north side, let the Jin soldiers escape, and we will cover them from behind." At this time, Ma Zheng gave a decisive order to temporarily stop the killing and drive away the 5,000 Jin soldiers.

  The grain is already in hand, and even if all the Jin soldiers are killed, it will not be of much use. Moreover, a desperate army must win, and when the Jin soldiers flee for their lives, they would rather die than fight to the death. Pursuing and killing them from behind will minimize the losses of the righteous army.

  Jin soldiers discovered that the righteous army had left a gap in the north and rushed out from the north, fleeing in panic.

  "Woooo..." The long, sonorous bugle call was powerful and resonant, echoing across the battlefield. More than 20,000 people, countless banners, countless weapons, covered the sky and earth, like a burst dam of floodwater, rushing out with a loud whoosh, majestic and awe-inspiring.

  "Kill the Golden Dog, kill the Golden Dog......!" The righteous army soldiers surged forward like a mighty flood, their roar of "kill the Golden Dog" growing louder and louder, shaking heaven and earth.

  The defeated soldiers had lost the courage to turn back and fight again, the earth-shaking killing cries behind them made their souls fly away, the great fear made them terrified, and they all ran away desperately.

  "Sound the bugle..." At this time, Zhao Bangjie, who was leading the cavalry charge, shouted loudly: "Cavalry charge, cavalry charge...!"

  The various righteous army cavalry added up to a total of two thousand cavalrymen, the cavalry began to accelerate, their war horses' four hooves flying, almost taking off into the air.

  The Jin army in front of Ma Jun's army fled without a place to hide, and was directly trampled by the war horses, flying up one after another. More Jin soldiers were trampled under the hooves, their bones shattered. The righteous army cavalry brandished their battle knives, swung their long spears, raised their bows and arrows, and slaughtered with abandon, stabbing, shooting, and killing. For a time, blood rained down, and severed limbs flew through the air.

  Just as the righteous army cavalry arrived, the Jin army's fleeing soldiers were frightened and ran even faster, their physical potential was instantly fully activated, and they fled like flying.

  Many of the Jin soldiers were unable to move, but in an instant they were overwhelmed by more than 20,000 insurgent infantrymen who came flooding in like a tide and slaughtered them mercilessly.