The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1814 The Jin Army's Devastation!

Beneath the walls of Youzhou City, on the vast battlefield, the deafening roar of battle filled the air.

Breaking through the enemy lines one after another, Nianhan, sporting a mustache and with a ferocious look in his eyes, said, "Kill them all! Let these Song people know what a true warrior is!"

After dodging the battlefield ahead, Nianhan let out a hysterical roar.

But just as he charged toward the flank, the Ironclad Pagoda, clad in three layers of heavy armor, appeared beside him!
In just ten years, the Jurchens were able to rise to power and conquer the Liao Dynasty because they had fearless soldiers and a hastily assembled ironclad cavalry!

When talking about the Iron Pagoda, one must mention another famous unit of the Jin Dynasty: the Guai Zi Ma (Hooked Horses)!

This was a cavalry unit unique to the Jurchens, belonging to the light cavalry formation.
However, due to their long-term hunting and fishing practices and their mounted warfare, the Jurchens lived a simple life, much like eating and drinking.
But today, Nianhan, leading his Iron Pagoda troops, encountered another force!
"It's the Jin dynasty's Iron Pagoda!"

Watching the cavalry charging rampaging across the left flank in the distance, Cai Jing, standing atop the hill, grew increasingly anxious.
With his arms crossed over his chest, Jiao Ting remained completely calm and said, "Right Prime Minister, don't be anxious, it's just a mere Ironclad Cavalry!"

At this point, Jiao Ting turned his head and said, "Raise the black flag!"

"Wow!"

Black flags fluttered on the platform as a cavalry force of eight hundred men slowly advanced forward.

Looking at the cavalry sent by Jiao Ting, Cai Jing exclaimed in astonishment, "Are you crazy? They only have eight hundred men? How can they possibly defeat the Iron Pagoda?"

Faced with Cai Jing's reprimand, Jiao Ting spread his hands and said, "But back then, it was these eight hundred men that my elder brother sent to defeat the two thousand Iron Falcons!"

Staring in shock at Jiao Ting, Cai Jing looked down at Krieg rushing out and was also taken aback.

Eight hundred men defeated two thousand Iron Falcons? How is that possible?

As the most powerful weapon of the Western Xia dynasty, how could Cai Jing not know how formidable the Iron Falcon was?
The question is, did these eight hundred men really defeat the Iron Falcons?
Zhu Di: Eight hundred it is eight hundred. There are ways to fight eight hundred!
Li Shimin: Eight hundred it is. Through wind and rain, I'll be waiting for you at Xuanwu Gate!

Zhang Cheng: Eight hundred it is, I need to see your student ID first!

A silent charge, Krieg remained as quiet as ever.
However, on this battlefield filled with the deafening shouts of battle, they appeared like ghosts.
Seeing the eight hundred heavy cavalry appear ahead, Nianhan swung his broadsword and shouted, "Kill them all!"

"Crash!"

The Kriegs, having swiftly pulled out their armor-piercing spikes, glanced at the sticky monsters ahead and quickened their pace.

At the very moment of the collision, a scene that Cai Jing could never have imagined unfolded.

The three thousand Ironclad Cavalry were melted by the eight hundred Kriegs like hot butter!

Looking at the soldiers wielding armor-piercing spikes and slaughtering indiscriminately, he stared wide-eyed and exclaimed, "This, how is this possible?"

"These men are the eldest brother's personal guards, truly capable of taking on a hundred men each!"

As he explained to Cai Jing, Jiao Ting crossed his arms, a look of indescribable joy on his face.

Having narrowly escaped the first wave of attacks from Krieg, Nianhan's face was now pale.

He couldn't believe that with just one attack, the three thousand Ironclad Cavalry had been almost completely wiped out.
Looking at the few remaining Ironclad Cavalry units behind him, Nianhan exclaimed in horrified despair, "This is impossible! How could this be? The Ironclad Cavalry, the Ironclad Cavalry are invincible! The Ironclad Cavalry cannot be defeated!"

While Nianhan roared hysterically, the Kriegs, having breached the Ironclad Cavalry, coldly turned their horses around and continued their silent harvest.
Seeing Krieg charging towards him, Nianhan raised his greatsword and roared, "Kill!"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a pair of cold eyes brush past him, and his body collapsed like a broken sandbag. Nianhan looked up at the sky, which was gradually covered by dark clouds, and his pupils slowly lost their color.
He couldn't believe that there were such terrifying cavalrymen among the Song people, as if they were born only to kill!
Upon arriving before Nianhan, Krieg scrutinized the man's appearance for a long time before slowly drawing his sword and slashing it down towards his neck.

Beneath the Jin banner, Wanyan Aguda stared at the battlefield in disbelief, his eyes filled with terror.
Because his last hope of turning the tide vanished the moment Nianhan fell!
"Great Khan, retreat! If we don't retreat now, our entire tribe will be wiped out!"

Covered in blood, Wanyan Loushi approached Wanyan Aguda and roared involuntarily.
Although he was a fierce general among the Jin people, he felt no hope whatsoever when facing the Dingnan Army in front of him!

The Iron Pagoda's defeat and annihilation, and the plan to disrupt the battlefield from the flanks, failed. In other words, they now faced a Dingnan army that far outnumbered their own.
Even if the Jurchens were incredibly brave, how many nails did they have on their bodies?

It's important to understand that the Dingnan Army was different from the Liao and Song people; they were true warriors who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
"We cannot retreat. If we retreat, the Dingnan Army will exterminate us! Don't you understand?"

Roaring at Wanyan Loushi beside him, Wanyan Aguda knew that even if they left the north now, Zhang Cheng would never let them go unless they retreated back to the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River and became "savages" again!
Unfortunately, Wanyan Aguda was unaware that Zhang Cheng was an extremely cautious and meticulous person. He would not let the enemy live if there was even the slightest possibility. Therefore, even if Wanyan Aguda left the north or even retreated back to Liaodong, he would not let him go!

Zhang Cheng: I can't sleep if you're alive!

But as Wanyan Aguda watched the battlefield and the Jurchen warriors fall one after another, his eyes gradually turned bloodshot.

Even though he united the various tribes, the Jurchens were still far outnumbered by the Song.
Even though he sent a large number of his auxiliary troops to the front lines for this battle, how could they possibly withstand the offensive of the Dingnan army?

Looking at the fleeing auxiliary army, Wanyan Aguda immediately felt a tightness in his chest.
But just then, a roar rang out, and when Wanyan Aguda looked over, a heartbreaking scene unfolded before him.

His second son, Wanyan Zongwang, was being sent flying by Zhang Cheng's Six Harmonies Spear.

Seeing his son coughing up blood in mid-air, Wanyan Aguda roared, "Zongwang!"

"Father Khan"

Despairingly collapsing to the ground, Wanyan Zongwang trembled as he raised his hand.
But just then, a combat boot stepped on his head, slowly crushing it.
Like a prehistoric beast, Zhang Cheng removed his mask and roared deafeningly, "Who else is there!"

Faced with the terrifying Zhang Cheng, the surrounding Jurchens retreated continuously, fear appearing in their eyes.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his throat, and Wanyan Aguda completely lost his will to live, falling directly from his horse.

Seeing this, Wanyan Loushi roared, "Retreat! Retreat!"

Upon hearing this order, the Jin people immediately began a frantic retreat.

Because they also knew that even if they continued fighting, victory was impossible.

Seeing the Jurchens trying to escape, Zhang Cheng immediately mounted his horse and shouted, "Kill!"

"Kill!"

With a deafening roar, the Dingnan army immediately pounced on the retreating Jin soldiers.
Looking at the defeated Jurchen army before him, Cai Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Is this the strength of the Dingnan Army?"

"Were the Jurchens really that powerful?"

As he spoke to Cai Jing, Jiao Ting rubbed his head with some curiosity.

Because it seems that the Dingnan Army has never encountered a tough opponent.
Dai Shan: It's not that your older brother is strong enough, but someone as brainless as you, I could take on ten of you!

(End of this chapter)