The 13th Monk Defending the City

  The situation on the battlefield changed dramatically, from Yang Jizong's loud shout to the defeat of the Western Xia cavalry, in a very short period of time, when the Linjiang infantry of the Summer State rushed to the front line.

  The Western Xia cavalry was defeated by Wu Song, the war horses were in great disorder, and the arrows were shot irregularly. However, the Linjiang infantry was not affected. The Linjiang soldiers were the most elite warriors of the Tangut people, brave and skilled in battle. In front were the spearmen, behind them were the axe-wielding soldiers, wearing golden rattan armor, which could withstand a few slashes from swords or axes. If surrounded by over ten Linjiang soldiers, with swords and spears attacking simultaneously, even the most skilled martial artist would not be able to hold on.

  The third army of the Right Wing Tiger and the Linjiang soldiers encountered each other, two forces collided like a flood, the sound of killing rose, even the war drum on the battlefield was covered.

  Wu Song and the other two had just charged into the enemy formation when they were stopped in their tracks. Looking around, they saw that they were surrounded by enemies on all sides, with countless swords and spears thrusting towards them. The third army's infantry also followed the great flag to kill, and both sides stuck together near the great flag, the sound of killing shook the sky, and in an instant, a layer of corpses covered the ground, blood seeped into the ground, and one foot stepped down, it was half a foot thick mud.

  A battlefield stretching two or three li in width and 300 meters in length, like a giant meat grinder, tossed the generals and soldiers of both countries inside, stirring vigorously.

  Wu Song and the others, even if they wanted to advance further, would have to exert themselves greatly. Yang Zongbao had no choice but to plant the large flag in the bloody pool and draw his twin blades for battle again. Lu Da wielded the crescent-moon spade like a windmill, striking left and right. At this time, the power of the heavy infantry weapon was revealed; others might not be able to kill with one blow, but with one swing of the spade, half of their head would be gone.

  Wu Song relied on his great strength to kill over a dozen Linjiang soldiers, but the blade of his sword was bent and could no longer be used. He had to abandon his wooden sword and pull out the crystal-clear sword. The battlefield wasn't suitable for using a sword, as swords were mainly used for thrusting and slashing, requiring agility and quick movements. One slash with the sword might not immediately kill an enemy, unlike a steel knife which was more efficient. Wu Song didn't particularly like swordplay either, so he treated this precious sword like a knife, hacking left and right.

  Luli's sword was exceptionally sharp, cutting through the Tibetan soldiers' rattan armor like cutting tofu. With a slight increase in strength, he would cut people into two pieces.

  However, this sword was really too heavy. Wu Song killed for a while and only felt his right arm numb. The surrounding enemies seemed endless, and he couldn't kill them all. As soon as he handed the treasured sword to his left hand, he was stabbed in the thigh by someone.

  The number of Linjiang soldiers is too many, the combat power is too strong, and the surrounding Song army is getting smaller and smaller. The pressure on Wu Song's three people is also getting heavier and heavier. At this moment, they can't advance or retreat. Yang Jia scolded: "Zhang Jiao that turtle son, why hasn't he sent troops? If he doesn't send troops, we'll have to bring out the White Bone Flag!"

  Under the military flag of Song Jun, Zhang Jiao and other top generals were all flashing their eyes, closely watching the battlefield. The third army on the right wing was originally used as a sacrifice, but unexpectedly played such a big role, which made them all unexpected. Their impression of Yang Jie, Wu Song and three people has changed greatly. Guo Cheng even praised: "These three are really the tiger generals of the world, admirable!"

  When the Western Xia cavalry was in great chaos, Zhe Keshang asked to send out the cavalry, but was intercepted by Zhang Jiao, who was waiting for the best opportunity to attack. When both sides' infantry encountered each other, Guo Cheng could not help but ask again to send out the cavalry, and Zhang Jiao was also somewhat moved, looking at Zhong Shidao and saying: "What does Master Shidao think?"

  In his view, the Linjiang army was slightly blocked by the third army. At this time, the Song army cavalry cut into the battlefield and could have cut off the Xia army in one fell swoop, splitting it into several battlefields, back and forth, killing each other, really a rare good opportunity!

  Zong Shidao's gaze was not on the battlefield, but rather looking at the mountains to both sides, shaking his head and saying: "Wait a bit longer."

  "Wait until when? General Zhang, you have the final say here, give the order!" Guo Cheng also urged Zhang Jie to give the order to attack. Zhang Jie hesitated for a moment and said: "What is Shifu waiting for?"

  Zong Shidao pointed at the mountain peaks on both sides of Wusmoke Gorge and said, "Wait for the Xia Kingdom's guards to rush down from above."

  Zhang Jie and others suddenly calmed down, on the mountain tops on both sides of Wusong Gorge, there were still thousands of Western Xia cavalry eager to move, if those troops entered the battlefield when the Song army cavalry charged, the outcome was really unpredictable.

  "The Tangut cavalry is the best warhorse, if they charge down from the mountain, their momentum will be unstoppable and our previous advantage will no longer exist." Zhong Shidao furrowed his brow and said, "We must let them charge down, only then can our cavalry launch a counterattack!"

  Zhang Jue also furrowed his brow and said: "I'm afraid Yang Jianjun and Wu Zhihui won't be able to hold on."

  "Then dispatch another 5,000 infantrymen to the battlefield. This bait will be enough to make the defenders on the mountain unable to resist swallowing it!"

  Zhang Jie and others remained silent. At this time, sending 5,000 troops to fight against the Linjiang army was no different from letting these soldiers go to their deaths, but the current situation could only be so.

  Zhe Ke Shi Dao: "I'm going!" Without waiting for Zhang Jiao and others to give orders, he quickly assembled 5,000 infantrymen and charged into the battlefield, supporting Yang Jia's third army on the right flank.

  With the five thousand troops, Wu Song and others' pressure was greatly reduced. However, at this time, after a long battle, many soldiers were injured or disabled, and those with combat effectiveness surrounded the large flag to fight to the death. Only two of the six commanders, Lu Da and Wu Song, remained, while Yang Zong was trapped in the middle, ironically being the safest.

  The Western Xia defenders on both sides of the valley finally couldn't hold back, galloping down from the mountains, aiming straight at Zhekezhu's 5,000 infantrymen!

  Zhang Jie and Zhong Shi Dao met, their spirits were shaken. Guo Cheng didn't wait for Zhang Jie's order, he led the cavalry out, 5,000 troops on each side, rumbling loudly as they charged towards the Western Xia cavalry. Meanwhile, Zhang Jie and Zhong Shi Dao drove the remaining infantry forward, launching a frontal assault on the battlefield!

  When the cavalry of the two countries were about to meet, Guo Cheng divided his cavalry into two teams again, intercepting the Western Xia defenders separately. He didn't seek to kill the enemy, but only sought to block them for a while. The remaining two cavalry teams were like two sharp knives, fiercely inserted into the abdomen of the Linjiang army, just like two giant dragons, tearing the battlefield apart!

  The two cavalry teams went back and forth, cutting the entire battlefield into several small pieces. The infantry led by Zhongyi immediately filled these gaps, and the entire battlefield was no longer a surprise attack, but a siege, and the Western Xia army's advantage was completely lost!

  In this grand battlefield, the individual's martial prowess is extremely neglected. Only a commander who grasps the overall situation can be the soul of the entire battlefield. The Song Dynasty has famous generals like Zong Ze and Zhang Jiuchang; how could Western Xia not be defeated?

  Xixia's supervising general, Mei Leduobian, seeing that the situation was already lost, had been surrounded by over a hundred fierce cavalrymen and was being dragged towards the city to escape. With the commander fleeing, what remaining soldiers still had the will to fight? They followed behind him in a chaotic retreat. Guo Cheng saw an opportunity and led his thousand cavalrymen in pursuit, launching a surprise attack and striving to maximize their gains.

  Just as Guo Cheng caught sight of Mi Lu's fleeing back, he was overjoyed: "Capturing him is better than killing a hundred generals!" He was about to spur his horse to give chase when suddenly the horse fell to the ground, throwing Guo Cheng off. At the same time, not only Guo Cheng but also several hundred cavalrymen who were following him were thrown off their horses.

  Guo Cheng got up with a dizzy head, only to see three big men rushing past him, Yang Jie in the front, Lu Da in the back, and Wu Song in the middle, their target was also fleeing in terror!

  The three of them spread their legs and ran, with a speed that was even faster than a galloping horse. Only then did Lu Da's loud voice shout: "Under the commander-in-chief flag, it must be the main general, killing him will have great merit!"

  Three men, like three fierce bulls, charged straight ahead, rushing towards the gate of Wuyan City!

  "Really three good men! People compare people, die of gas, the physical strength of these three bastards is also too surprising!" His cavalry under his command were not a few who were thrown to death, and many war horses had broken legs and could not be ridden. Guo Cheng had to wait for a moment until other cavalry caught up, and then slightly adjusted the formation, whipping fast horses, rushing straight to Wusong Gorge, taking advantage of this good opportunity to capture the heavenly moat leading to Xianpo Port!

  Yang Jiao ran the fastest, but just as he was about to catch up with Mai Le Duo's horse, he was forced back by a flash of knives. Wu Song's speed was slightly inferior, hahaha laughed loudly, running past him, the sword light in his hand suddenly rose, and dozens of heavy armor were cut off with a "hua la" sound.

  Yang Jiao angrily said: "You're too arrogant, if our family had taken out the White Bone Flag earlier, we would have succeeded already!"

  "If you have it, then bring it out!"

  "For crying out loud, if our family had any dignity, would we still be eunuchs in the palace?"

  Mi Le Duo was frightened by the two, his soul flew away, relying on his fast horse, he rushed into the city first and shouted: "Quickly raise the drawbridge! Quickly raise the drawbridge!"

  Wu Song beheaded two high-ranking generals and rushed to the suspension bridge. Upon hearing this, he immediately swung his sword and cut off the iron chain of the suspension bridge. Yang Jieru and Lu Da took advantage of the opportunity to rush onto the bridge, and the three of them joined forces to drive back the surging soldiers. Wu Song suddenly sprinted towards the city like a large insect. Yang Jier's movements were even more bizarre, flashing several times before rushing to the horse of Miledouyi, pulling him off the horse with one hand, and shouting in a shrill voice: "The credit is ours!"

  At almost the same time, Wu Song's treasured sword was also placed on Mai'erduo's neck: "Don't be impudent, I'll take you alive first!"

  Yang Jiaolong flew into a rage: "Nonsense! It was clearly our side that pulled him off his horse first!"

  "But my sword is more menacing!"

  Two men were vying for the great merit of capturing the enemy commander alive, when suddenly a crescent-shaped shovel flew in and beheaded Miler Dove, sending the Western Xia soldiers who were about to rescue their commander fleeing in all directions!

  Ruda Mali tied the head of Jiang Mule to his own waistband, and laughed: "You can plunder now, the credit goes to our family!"

  Wu Song and Yang Zong were so angry that they spat up blood: "How could you kill him? Capturing him alive would have been a great achievement, taking him to the capital to see the Emperor would have brought us great honor! Our three futures have all been ruined by you!"

  Lu Da scratched his head and muttered: "I dug it up easily, but I forgot about this batch. It's too late now, so I'll just have to bury it again next time... You guys remind me, or else I'll dig it up again..."

  Just as the two were about to open their mouths and curse, a black fog suddenly enveloped the entire city gate. A loud and clear voice was heard saying: "All soldiers, do not be alarmed, go up on the city wall. These three people will be dealt with by me, a poor monk. After they are eliminated, my fellow monks will use their magic to repel the Song army!"

  "Great virtue of the saintly monk!" The Western Xia soldiers heard this voice, and in the blink of an eye, their military hearts calmed down, cheering loudly, not minding that their commander was dead. They rushed to the city wall, unfolding the defense work in an orderly manner.

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