Chapter 1: The Awakening of Shin Wang...

  "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" Zhao Chen let out a frenzied roar, like a fierce tiger charging into the dense ranks of the Golden Army. In front of Zhao Chen's alloy twin swords, the heavy iron armor of the Golden Army's elite warriors was as thin as paper, and the spears that could pierce through animal hide couldn't penetrate the misty flash of light emitted by Zhao Chen's dancing double swords. The flying arrows were all blocked in front of the countless white lights flashing before him.

  In the midst of a hail of arrows, under the blades and clubs, in the Golden Army's formation, General Zhao Chen led his troops forward on horseback without stopping. Along the way, they killed ghosts and gods, unimpeded.

  Under the fierce charge, wherever King Xiang Zhao Jun arrived, it was a bloody and bloody scene. The broken limbs and weapons of the Jin army paved a bright red road on the ground, and the continuous roar and screams were the accompaniment to King Xiang Zhao Jun's charge forward, leading his troops to advance.

  The Jin army was already in disarray, and now they had encountered Zhao Yun, the killing god. The Jin army's formation immediately fell into chaos. The Jin generals had never met such an enemy before, and one by one they were all at a loss. General Jin Mengchu, the vanguard of the Jin army, fled to the rear while constantly issuing orders, only to quickly countermand his own orders from just the previous second.

  "The third battalion went to the left... Ah! Not good, you led people to the middle! Intercept him! Ah, fool! I told you to ambush on both sides earlier!" General Jin Mi Chi of the Golden Army's vanguard shouted.

  In the chaos, Jin army vanguard general Jin Mi Zhe discovered a terrifying thing - Xiang Wang Zhao Ke was making sudden and swift advances and retreats. It seemed like he was attacking aimlessly, but unknowingly, the resisting Jin army was being gradually destroyed. The connected camps were set ablaze by the rebel army's torches, and they were bombarded by the explosive fire devices in the rebels' hands. And Xiang Wang's rebel army was getting closer and closer to the distance between the Jin army's main flag and the central camp!

  Seeing the Golden Army's vanguard, General Jin Mi, suddenly come to his senses, he roared: "This is bad! This guy's goal is to defeat our entire coalition!" He bellowed: "Take down his warhorse for me!"

  Jin Jun's vanguard general, Jin Mi Cheng, was indeed a seasoned veteran. Although King Zhao Xuan himself was extremely formidable and almost invulnerable to swords and guns, his mount could not be similarly fully armored. After a barrage of arrows from the Jin army, King Zhao Xuan's warhorse let out a long whinny as it fell to the ground, pinning the king's leg underneath its body, temporarily trapping him.

  While the righteous army troops behind Zhao Xun were still fighting with the remaining Jin soldiers, they couldn't get close for a while. After all, Zhao Xun had charged too fiercely, and he had left Zhao Xiaodao and Di Lei far behind.

  Xin Wang Zhao Xun fell off his horse, and the three hundred Jurchen soldiers formed a defensive formation. Seeing an opportunity, they immediately charged. Four Jurchen soldiers with spears rushed forward, their four long spears thrusting simultaneously. However, before the four Jurchen soldiers could reach Xin Wang Zhao Xun's body, his long sword had already been swung out. With one swift swing of his sword, he first cut off the spears and then cut down the men. The four Jurchen soldiers were beheaded at the waist, their blood gushing out as they let out a tragic cry that shook the heavens.

  The terrible death could not scare off the fierce Jin army generals. The Jin soldiers all knew that this guy in front of them was the King of Xin of the Great Song, and he was the greatest leader of the resistance against the Jin army. Killing him would not only bring countless rewards, but also a high official position waiting for oneself.

  "We can't let General Zhao Chen defeat our allied army!" At this time, the vanguard general of the Jin army, Jin Mi Chi, also shouted. The voices of millions of people converged into a single simplest goal. Thinking of gold and silver treasures, power and beautiful women. The Jin soldiers rushed forward, rushing towards Zhao Chen like moths to fire.

  Behind them, the insurgent army saw that General Zhao Kun had fallen off his horse. Thinking that their beloved General Zhao Kun was under threat from the Jin army, all fear and hesitation were swept away. Facing the desperate resistance of the Jin army, the insurgent soldiers showed extraordinary bravery, shouting loudly like mad lions as they charged at the Jin army.

  You cut me with a knife, I'll return you with a gun. Sworn to death, even if wounded, we must kill the enemy. Blood and metal, wailing and howling, both sides are fighting more and more fiercely.

  "As long as he is killed, all battles will be over!" With this belief, thousands of Jin army soldiers charged forward one after another to resist the charging righteous army.

  "Kill the Song Dynasty's Prince of Faith!" The voices in the Jin army rose one after another, while the angry soldiers of the righteous army rushed to kill from all directions. The crowd of the two armies charging forward was like a turbulent wave, and the Jin army resisted the main force of the righteous army, preventing them from approaching Prince Zhao Chen of Faith. Many Jin army officers and men held various weapons and charged towards Prince Zhao Chen of Faith.

  But just at that last moment, General Zhao Chen finally pulled his leg out from under the horse's corpse. Facing the enemy who was rushing towards him like a swarm of ants, even General Zhao Chen, the strongest special soldier 900 years later, couldn't help but frown.

  A deputy general of the Jin army who was at the forefront was killed by General Zhao Chen in an instant, but this did not affect the momentum of the Jin army's charge.

  "Kill the King of Faith, reward silver ten thousand taels, promote six ranks!" Under the loud shout of Jin Jun's vanguard general Jin Mi Chi, the Jin army soldiers went crazy, they launched a terrible storm with King of Faith Zhao Chen as the center, and all the horses and men rushed in like a whirlpool.

  In such a crowded killing, what tactics, what martial arts, at this moment all were thrown to one side by the Jin army officers. At this moment, in their hearts there was only one thought: "Kill the Song Dynasty's Prince of Faith, and we will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver and promoted six ranks!" The soldiers rushed forward without hesitation, facing Prince Zhao Xian's sharp sword.

  At this time, more righteous troops rushed up from a distance, they wanted to prevent the Jin army from surrounding and killing King Xiang. They no longer pursued killing the enemy, nor did they pursue military merit, but only used their flesh and blood to attack and kill the Jin army, preventing King Xiang from being surrounded and killed by the Jin army. The righteous troops desperately stabbed their weapons into the enemy's chest, not caring that the enemy also stabbed weapons into their own bodies, as long as they could kill one more enemy, they could buy time for King Zhao to get support from the main force - even if it meant using their own lives to gain just one second!

  In the military formation, tens of thousands of righteous army soldiers were desperately shouting: "Xin Wang Qian Sui, quickly retreat! Xin Wang Qian Sui, quickly retreat!" On the contrary, tens of thousands of Jin army officers and men were rushing towards Xin Wang Zhao Chen. Although under the attack of the increasingly gathering righteous army around him, not a single Jin army officer or soldier could get close to Xin Wang Zhao Chen's side. However, even so, Xin Wang Zhao Chen felt that he couldn't hold on any longer.

  Although the sword in his hand was still sharp, the killing was still fierce, and the martial arts were still agile and precise. But the enemy came wave after wave, continuously, recklessly, without regard for their own lives. Not to mention anything else, just the corpses of the Golden Army that he had killed were enough to make him exhausted! He had killed over a hundred people in a row, and his feet were already stuck to the ground by the bodies of the Golden Army soldiers, his feet soaked in blood, unable to stand still. In this bloody swamp, King Xinzhuo Zhao, covered in blood and sweat, struggled to move forward with his sword.

  With a body full of blood and murderous aura, the bloody Xing Wang Zhao Chen had already killed his way to the front of the Jin army's central camp. At this time, no one could associate Xing Wang Zhao Chen with the young prince of the past, he looked like a bloodthirsty monster! The mask on Zhao Chen's face was green with sharp teeth, his entire body was dyed bright red by fresh blood, broken limbs and flesh stuck to his already thick armor.

  In this crisp autumn season, Zhao Kuang's armor was still emitting white gas, which was the heat of the blood that had just left his body and had not yet cooled down. A large amount of blood dripped from his armor, and every step King Xian of Zhao took left behind a bright red footprint.

  Even though the Jin army already knew that Song Dynasty had a commander-in-chief named Xinfeng who was invincible, even if they had enough imagination beforehand. The strength of Commander Zhao Chen still exceeded people's imagination.

  The Jin army soldiers looked at the existence covered in blood, like a Shura, and each of their hearts was pounding. Xinfeng Zhao felt his whole body ache unbearably, but his hot blood was silently boiling, still swinging his twin swords, dancing with his body, slaughtering countless Jin army soldiers who came to kill him.

  The golden army's swords and spears were all drawn, their footsteps moving stealthily. Seeing that they had no way to retreat, the central command tent was just behind them. The vanguard general of the golden army, Jin Mi Chi, led a team of his personal guards towards Xing Wang Zhao Chen. The vanguard general of the golden army, Jin Mi Chi, led a team of elite soldiers in a line, staring intently at Xing Wang's fierce gaze, their hands gripping their swords and spears were all soaked with sweat.

  Is the one approaching really that young man who was once captured by the Golden Army? Is it really the son of the weak-willed Emperor Huizong? Is it really the brother of Emperors Qinzong and Gaozong, who feared the Jin dynasty's constant pleas for peace? Is it truly the being known as the strongest in the world?!

  Looking at the last team of Jin army lined up in front of him, King Xinfeng Zhao slowed down his pace. The battle just now was too intense, he panted heavily and felt that he was about to breathe out his lungs. He needed a short time to catch his breath.

  With a slight creak, Zhao Ze opened the visor of his helmet, revealing his cold, stern face. He gazed at the enemy with an air of leisure, and under his scrutiny, the Jin soldiers felt as if they had been plunged into icy water, their bodies radiating a chill.

  Behind Zhao Chen, countless righteous army officers had already defeated the Jin army's resistance and rushed up to follow behind Zhao Chen.

  The momentum has already gone, if Zhao Kuang is not killed, the Jin army will undoubtedly be defeated. The vanguard general of the Jin army, Jin Mi Chi, let out a low shout: "Kill!" He was the first to rush towards Zhao Kuang and threw out a pair of chain hammers. Following that, over a hundred people simultaneously took action, countless arrows shot from all directions like lightning, densely filling the air with a multitude of trajectories, leaving behind a dense array of light trails. Under such a dense rain of arrows, even if Zhao Kuang had grown three heads and six arms, he would have no way to catch so many arrows shot at close range!

  In an instant, the Jin army soldiers only felt their eyes flashing, a figure flashing, and all the arrows pierced through the residual shadow of King Xiang Zhao Chen. A flash of lightning-like figure flew up, followed by flashes of lightning drawing out red blood marks.

  A loud crack sounded, and the vanguard general of the Golden Army, Jin Mi Ze, had not yet reacted when a scalding ** washed over his head and face. Just an instant ago, a deputy general of the Golden Army's Imperial Guard had been split in two by a white light, blood splattering everywhere, much of it pouring onto Jin Mi Ze's body.

  In an instant, lightning flashed and danced, and many of the Jin army's elite soldiers were stabbed or slashed in vital spots, falling to the ground dead. Meanwhile, countless rebel troops had charged forward, swallowing up one after another of the Jin army officers.

  At this time, King Xīn of Zhāo was less than ten meters away from the vanguard general of the Jīn army, Jīn Mí Chì, who was organizing his troops to resist the rebel army's surprise attack. In front of him, there were only three Jīn army guards left.

  Xin Wang Zhao Xuan took a swift step, easily breaking through the Golden Army's blockade. He dodged the slash of Jin Mi Chi, the vanguard general of the Golden Army, and with a swing of his hand, blood splattered everywhere. The head of Jin Mi Chi had already flown into the air.

  With the death of the Jurchen general, Wanyan Zongwang, the Jin army immediately collapsed. Many Jurchen and Han Chinese soldiers in the Jin army surrendered in batches as they faced the sudden charge of the Song army amidst chaos. In the face of the righteous army's surprise attack and the scene of flames engulfing everything like hell on all sides, all the Han Chinese soldiers in the Jin army surrendered without resistance.

  "Great General! The central camp has been breached by the rebel army, and our vanguard general Jin Mi Che is also dead. The enemy's main force will be here soon, let's retreat quickly!" At this time, Wanyan Lou Shi, covered in black ash and blood, disheveled and bedraggled, led his guards into Wanyan Zong Wang's command tent.

  "No! No...! I owe it to the Emperor, I cannot be defeated! This time, if we fail, the merit of annihilating the King of Xin will be lost. We must counterattack, counterattack. Hold on to the camp!" Wanyan Zongwang shouted, holding up his treasured sword.

  "Boom!" A deafening explosion shook the outside, scaring everyone into bowing or hiding behind tables. "General, retreat quickly! Our men are either surrendering or being killed by the Xinyang army's powerful firearms. The Xinyang Righteous Army is not using ordinary thunderbolt shells, but more powerful artillery that can blast a large area at once. Let's go!" Wanyan Louxiu urged, seeing that Zong Wang refused to leave. He anxiously gave Zong Wang a knife-back blow on the back of his head, knocking him unconscious. Immediately, he led the army, carrying the unconscious Zong Wang, and fled eastward.

  The road was rugged, and even if they walked slowly downhill, they had to be careful. At this time, facing the great danger ahead, the Jin soldiers who were fleeing in a hurry didn't run for many steps before falling forward, and the arrow rain shot from behind, causing the Jin army to fall down like dumplings.

  Arrows rained down, shooting over in dense profusion. Wanyan Luoshu immediately dismounted with a group of imperial guards carrying the unconscious Wanyan Zong to take cover. After their warhorses were shot and killed by arrows, Wanyan Zong's personal bodyguards and Wanyan Luoshu fled on foot. Although they didn't suffer any major injuries, the two were covered in mud all over their bodies; even Wanyan Luoshu's steel helmet was gone, looking extremely disheveled. But at this moment, they couldn't care about that anymore - to the west, the Eight Banners Army of the Prince of Righteousness had appeared everywhere! They could only hurry and escape, or else the pursuing troops behind would catch up, and it would be a real disaster!

  The matter cannot be delayed, Wan Yan Lou Shi led a group of defeated soldiers to rush forward in a hurry. At this time, Xiao De Li had already brought a group of cavalrymen rushing over, and vaguely saw the situation at the foot of the mountain ahead, smiled coldly, and shouted: "Kill!" Led a group of men and horses to quickly rush over, hearing the shouting and killing sounds behind them, the Jin soldiers who were originally escaping with their heads in their hands could no longer care about it, and rushed forward desperately, crying out loudly. However, so many people couldn't run away at the same time. The first one to charge up was General Li, who didn't say much, raised his knife and chopped, and several Jin soldiers who fell behind lost their lives in an instant.

  As soon as the righteous army cavalry arrived, the Jin army fled even faster. However, their bad luck had not ended yet. Just after they ran out for a short distance and turned a small corner, what was in front of them made them stunned again. It turned out that on the road which was already somewhat narrow for so many fleeing soldiers, there were densely packed glittering gun muzzles everywhere!

  For a moment, the Jurchen general Wanyan Woshu, who was leading the charge, shouted: "Charge forward!" He knew that if they couldn't break through this pass, everyone would have to stay here forever. The fleeing Jurchen soldiers weren't stupid either, knowing that their survival depended on this moment. With their lives at stake, there was no need for orders from their commanders; each of them raised their blades and charged forward.

  On the right, a great river; on the left, a great mountain. In front, ambush troops; behind, pursuing troops. The remaining several thousand Jin soldiers were in a desperate situation and were killed very miserably. Unfortunately, man's plans are not as good as heaven's plans. Xiao Deli also fell into a difficult situation. The place was too small, with many people from both sides squeezed together, making it impossible to fight.

  Both sides had too small a contact area, and the troops behind could not be opened up. They could only fill one in and pour another out, and the whole thing became an oil-adding tactic! However, there was no other way to do this, such a good opportunity couldn't be missed, and besides, hundreds of brothers were blocked ahead, if they stopped charging, wouldn't that harm their lives?! Thinking of this, he cut down a Jin soldier with one knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill!"

  Both sides were getting more and more frenzied, not only did the Xīn Wáng Yì Jūn kill with bloodshot eyes, but the Jīn Bīng was no exception either, they all roared and rushed forward desperately, trying to break through and escape.

  At this time, Wanyan Zongwang also woke up. Seeing the chaotic situation around him, he was already too busy to bother with Wanyan Luoshu and immediately joined forces with Wanyan Luoshu to seize the warhorses of the Jin army's cavalry. Under the desperate charge of the imperial guards, they broke through the encirclement and fled southward. The besieging Jurchen troops were after all too few in number, allowing many of the Jin soldiers to break through, but they also left most of the defeated Jin army here.

  After the main force of the Righteous Army arrived, this Jin army quickly surrendered one after another. The King's Righteous Army did not kill prisoners, shouting slogans such as "Surrender and do not kill!", in this situation, who would be willing to go to their deaths? So the Jin soldiers surrendered one after another. Only a small number of Jurchen people knew that the Righteous Army had always beheaded Jurchen prisoners without mercy, so they resisted to the death and were beheaded by the Righteous Army one after another.

  At night, the Jin army's camp was in a state of great chaos, with huge fires burning fiercely and smoke billowing into the sky. The black smoke rising from the clouds seemed to be burning the very heavens themselves. The 140,000-strong Eastern Route Army of the Jin dynasty was annihilated in an instant, amidst the roar of flames and explosions, under the fierce onslaught of the 50,000-60,000 strong cavalry and infantry.

  This time, King Xīn of Zhao, Jiǎo Chēn, squandered all the gunpowder made in his secret military factory. He killed or injured more than 40,000 Jin soldiers and captured over 90,000.

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