On the next day, the shouts of killing rang out as before, but they were obviously much weaker than before. Song Jiang stood on the tower, Wu Song, and Yue Fei, who had recovered a little and returned quickly, stood beside him.
"Brothers, the imperial army is at its end. As long as we can persist for one more day, we will definitely win a great victory. I, Song Jiang, promise you that after this battle, you will all be my heroes in Jingdong, and I, Song Jiang, will never forget it. "You guys!" Song Jiang shouted loudly as he looked at the exhausted soldiers around him and at the imperial army that seemed to be charging but had long since lost its will to win.
"Brother will win." Looking at Song Jiang, the remaining soldiers shouted in reverence. Their brother was not only a talented man, but also a master of martial arts. No one in the world could defeat him.
Soon after, as the two armies fought together again, although the imperial army still had the numerical advantage, the initial arrogance and self-confidence had been destroyed. Although the number was large, the combat effectiveness was indeed far less than a few days ago.
Looking at Song Jiang in the rear army who was still killing the imperial soldiers like an undefeated god of war, Tong Guan's face was pale and he just held his riding whip, and Zhao Gouyi next to him had fear in his eyes.
"Tong Gong, why did you stop me from motivating the soldiers with burning cauldrons or heavy rewards today?" Zhao Gou looked at the army, which was much worse than the previous two days, and said with a very dissatisfied expression.
Tong Guan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It's useless, Your Highness, rewards can indeed inspire people, but there are limits. After repeated failures, the soldiers are tired. As for burning the cauldron, I'm afraid the camp will be blown up directly." , you have to know that we are not facing a foreign race. If we lose, we will just change the coach. Military tactics are different from actual combat. We cannot afford to gamble, so we can only risk our lives."
I saw that Tong Guan seemed to have made up his mind today, leaving no one behind in the remaining army and throwing them all into the battlefield.
The bloody battle lasted from morning to afternoon, and both armies were at the last moment.
"Ah" suddenly, there was a miserable cry, and Gongsun Sheng was slashed directly on the back. He fell to the ground immediately. This fall was not only due to the knife wound, but also because he was too tired.
Song Jiang, who was not far away from the "strategist," took a look. Just when he was about to rescue, he suddenly trembled and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Gongsun Sheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the shaky figure, and immediately burst into tears and shouted: "Brother!!"
"elder brother"
Seeing this scene, everyone trembled for a moment, and Yue Fei and Chen Dong not far away turned pale with shock.
Song Jiang's mind suddenly went into a trance at this moment, and his whole body felt weak. The huge power that emerged from his bloodline after traveling through time seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
Song Jiang couldn't help holding the knife, half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath: "Does my golden finger still have a time limit?"
"Song Jiang can't do it, Song Jiang can't do it, Mr. Tong, look at it, look at it!!"
At this time, looking at Song Jiang who suddenly collapsed, Zhao Gou was so excited that he couldn't contain himself and said, this man has now become his nightmare.
"God bless the Song Dynasty, God bless me the Song Dynasty!!" Tong Guan next to him also became excited and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill Song Jiang, kill Song Jiang!!"
As long as Song Jiang dies, the entire Jingdong will be completely finished. Without Song Jiang, no one is qualified to command the Jingdong army. Even the imperial court of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand can wipe out one by one.
Seeing Song Jiang half-kneeling on the ground, the soldiers who were originally frightened around him suddenly became excited one by one, and immediately started to kill Song Jiang in order to achieve this unparalleled feat.
"Brother" Yue Fei shouted, was stabbed in the arm, and rushed towards Song Jiang.
"Save brother quickly!" Chen Dong and others turned pale in shock.
"Get away!!!"
Just as the surrounding soldiers were killing Song Jiang, a crazy figure suddenly stood in front of Song Jiang while roaring. A roar like an angry tiger rang out, instantly calming everyone down. Wu Song was seen holding his hand. Under the surprised gazes of everyone, he swung the broadsword violently and cut off the blade, flying into the air.
At this moment, Wu Song's whole temperament seemed to have changed drastically, and his whole body was filled with unimaginable murderous intent and madness.
The soldiers around him were frightened after just one glance.
"General Wu Song"
After Chen Dong's whole body softened, excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes. He had a feeling that Wu Song, the former tiger-slayer, seemed to be back again. Since Song Jiang officially came to power, Wu Song, who had received great attention, began to suppress the violence and murderous intention in his heart, and worked hard Although it is right to act calm and heavy, it also loses the fighting power of crazy Wu Song.
The most terrifying Wu Song in the world is Wu Song when he is drunk and furious. At this moment, Wu Song can fight anyone in the world.
I saw Wu Song holding the handle of the knife tightly, and immediately started killing crazily. As soon as the light of the knife flashed, he wailed repeatedly and blood spattered. The surrounding court soldiers were actually killed by him one by one and retreated. They did not dare to get close. .
"This, this guy is crazy." Just after a burly general said, his head flew up directly. He was one of the two remaining Jiedu Envoys, and he was killed with a single blow.
Seeing this scene, a large number of soldiers immediately protected Song Jiang.
"Brother, are you okay? Are you okay!!" Gongsun Sheng climbed directly to Song Jiang's side and said with a look of shame on his face. If it hadn't been for his suggestion, Song Jiang would not have almost died.
"Brother" Yue Fei asked anxiously after approaching.
"I'm fine, go and help Wu Song." Song Jiang said worriedly, looking at the already crazy Wu Song.
Upon hearing this, Yue Fei pulled out a spear stuck beside him. His eyes were frighteningly cold, and the only trace of nostalgia for the Song Dynasty in his heart seemed to have disappeared.
"Protect your brother, military advisor!!"
"yes!!"
"Impossible, impossible. Song Jiang has fallen. Why can't I kill him? Why?"
Zhao Gou looked at Wu Song and Yue Fei who were showing off their power, and they suddenly shouted crazily, feeling a little abnormal.
"Your Highness, calm down!!"
"My Song Dynasty is over, it's over." After Zhao Gou said sadly, he immediately fell down.
"Your Highness!!"
At this moment, a scout suddenly came hurriedly on a war horse. After landing in a panic, he knelt down and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, Liaocheng has been captured. The troops of Generals Liu Yanqing and Wang Huan have all been defeated. A hundred thousand troops are coming towards Jinan Prefecture!!"
Tong Guan's face turned pale, he turned to look at Song Jiang who had disappeared, and immediately looked at the sky and shouted angrily: "God helps Song Jiang, but not me, Song Jiang!!"
"Privy Envoy!!"
"Withdraw the troops, withdraw the troops," Tong Guan shouted desperately.
When the attacking army suddenly began to retreat, Song Jiang was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked at Gongsun Sheng and
Gongsun Sheng was stunned, and suddenly said with excitement: "We win, we win!!"
The rest of the people were stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, and then they all shouted loudly.
"General Wu Song, we won, we won." Yue Fei hugged Wu Song, who was almost exhausted, and said with tears in his eyes. After all, he is not the Wu Mu who won countless victories in the future, but He was a new soldier who had just entered the battlefield and experienced a battle involving hundreds of thousands of people.
Looking at the scenes of cheers, Song Jiang felt a little strength gradually recovering. After helping Gongsun Sheng stand up, he looked at the hastily retreating army and murmured: "It seems that I won the bet in the end."
