Today is the big day for the Jurchens.

Loose tribes will gather under a flag to fight bravely for the future of this population. The Jurchens, who were regarded as savages, will become a formal country from now on. With the protection of the country, the cruel game of "fighting the Jurchens" will be gone forever.

Wanyan sat on the horse racing, his chest was filled with blood. Kelibo issued a convening order, and all the Jurchen leaders in the world gathered on the banks of the Duck River to recommend the kings chosen by the Jurchens themselves, thus completing the most important change in the history of the Jurchen clan.

When Kelibo wanted to become the Queen of the Jurchens, Wanyan Bobo knew this very well. He did not have too much resistance to it. According to his opinion, no matter who it is, even if a pig belonging to the Jurchens becomes the King, Wanyan Bobo would support him from the bottom of his heart.

What is important is that the real king appeared among the Jurchens, not the leader in the usual sense.

With the king, the Jurchens will have their own country, and all the Jurchens will truly reproduce and survive under the king's banner.

Wanyan Bobo has studied many ethnic groups, and he was surprised to find that all those who left their names in history were races that established dynasties. Even if the dynasty of this race only appeared for a moment, there are records in history.

Even if those ethnic groups that did not have dynasties were large, they would not be able to leave a single mark in history.

After asking the teacher for advice, I realized that there are requirements for the collection of dynasties in history, and that the ethnic groups that did not establish dynasties were just a mess.

Wanyan Bobo knew that he was the most suitable king. Kelibo was not suitable, and the kings of other ethnic groups were not suitable.

Kelibo didn’t even know what the significance of establishing a dynasty was. How could he lead the Jurchens from wilderness to civilization?

Looking back at the Jurchen warrior following behind him, Wanyan chuckled and said to himself: "Well, let's put the royal lord in the Kelibo first."

A whistle-talking cry woke up the freshness in the pondering. Haidongqing, whom he raised, was circled in a high altitude, which shows that there are many people on the banks of the Duck River.

When he thought that the Jurchens had never seen before, his heart immediately became hot. He whipped the war horse hard and accelerated his progress. A group of two hundred people bypassed the dangerous forest like a tornado, and the Duck River was right in front of him.

Hai Dongqing suddenly let out a shrill cry, and looked up in horror, but saw Hai Dongqing who was flying down just now fell from the sky. It was a huge crossbow arrow inserted into its body. This should be the crossbow arrow of the small Eight-Nuo Crossbow.

"Arrangement!" Feeling the dangerous vigor, he immediately tied the reins of the war horse, and the two hundred knights turned their heads and ran towards the only high ground.

"Dongdongdongdongdong." The dull drum sound came from the dense forest, from behind the high slopes, from the banks of the Duck River. It was a sign of being surrounded.

"Kellibo, how dare you..."

Before Bobo finished his roar, he was stunned. With the dull sound of war drums, he was very familiar with the Song cavalry.

They wore black masks on their faces, black armor, shining weapons in their hands, and gunpowder bullets hanging from their chests swaying left and right. The crossbow was hung on the back of the war horse's neck, which was standard charge equipment.

The moment Li Chang's flag appeared, Bobo immediately knew what was going on here. He chose a gap that had not yet been closed and drove the horse to break through without hesitation.

Li Chang waved his hand gently, and the Song army in full armor began to charge from all directions.

The horse was so fast that the wind whizzed through his boar's ears, which reminded him of the fact that his grandfather was holding himself on the horse's back and running wildly to avoid the Liao cavalry.

While Bobo was concentrating on the war horse listening to the sound of the crossbow arrow breaking the wind, he shook left and right to avoid the weapons of the god of death, and tears couldn't help but pour out a large number of tears from his eyes.

The cavalry that encircled and suppressed him were all elites in the western army. It was impossible to mobilize these elite soldiers without the generals of Yunshu. In other words, the person who wanted to kill him now was Yun Zheng. As for Li Chang, he was just a vicious dog raised by Yun Zheng.

When the heartache reached the extreme, it became numb. Facing the cold eyes of the Song army cavalry, he pulled out his long sword and met him hard. He swung his upper body gently, avoiding the long sword that Song army hung horizontally around his waist, and slashed the back of the head with a backhand. This was the only disadvantage of the armor.

Yun Zheng said that when two war horses were interspersed at high speed, their speed actually doubled. The war knife did not need to be chopped, but only hung in the ring hook on the waist. It could dismember the enemy by holding it flat. As for the protection of the back and back of the armor, it was basically useless.

The duty of the cavalry is to charge, endlessly charge, until the enemy is cut in half, then turn the horse's head and continue charging, exposing his back to the enemy's attack is either a coward or a deserter, and it is not a pity to die...

I agree with this.

Once again, two horses intersected, Bobo reached out and pulled a gunpowder bullet hanging on the chest of a cavalry. This new type of gunpowder bullet would explode as long as it was pulled. It was the latest equipment. Bobo was curious why these people would equip such weapons.

The cavalry whose gunpowder bullet lead was pulled out screamed in despair, throwing away the weapon in his hand and trying to take off the gunpowder bullet. As soon as he took off the gunpowder bullet, the lead burned to the end. The gunpowder bullet lead developed for the cavalry burned very quickly.

With a "boom", the Song cavalry was thrown out like a broken pocket...

Bobo felt a wave of air pushing over from behind, and there was no time to look back. The thrown short spear penetrated the Song cavalry that was blocking the way. The long sword was held in his hand again, helping Wu He who was following him to block a horse spear, and then threw the long sword out. The rotating long sword slashed heavily on a cavalry's face, causing him to plant a war horse, and soon the chaotic horse hooves were trampled into meat sauce.

Li Chang's face was gloomy. Three thousand iron cavalry surrounded two hundred people, and he actually allowed him to complete the front arrow formation in the military formation and kill left and right as if he was entering a state of no one. This was really embarrassing.

The captain of the personal soldiers curled his lips and said to Li Chang: "Mr. Lang, you are using Chen Lin's personal soldiers now, not our brothers from the West Beijing Army. It is already good to have such a performance."

Li Chang looked at the captain of his personal soldiers coldly and said, "Go down and show it to me."

The captain of the personal soldiers smiled grimly, waved his hand, gathered a hundred people and then rushed straight towards the brutal force in the military formation.

Wu He held a flail in his hand, and his heavy hammer hit Song Jun with a dull sound. Everyone who was hit by the hammer fell off the war horse.

Wu He wiped his brain from his face. This was a Song army. His head was smashed to pieces and the war horses were running around on the battlefield with their headless cavalry, which made the Song army surrounding him frightened.

"Aoha!" Wu He's wildness broke out and no longer continued to break out with his boom. He saw more than a dozen brothers at the end of the team being surrounded by the Song army and fighting hard. From time to time, brothers fell off the horse and were obscured by the Song army.

"Follow me!" Bobo hissed. At this time, he went to rescue the trapped brother, and his only fate was death.

Wu He waved his flail and smashed a way out in the dense crowd. Just as he was about to approach the besieged brother, a black-armored Song Jun without a helmet was pulling a horse spear out from the last trapped brother's ribs and staring at Wu He with a smile.

"Go to die!" Wu He roared with Jurchens and rushed over with a flail. The flail blocked the spear that was stabbed, and a shiny arrow stained with blood came out of Wu He's mouth...

The captain of the personal soldiers casually avoided Wu He who was carried by the war horse, smiled at another old brother in front who had just taken back his crossbow, and urged the war horse to cover him and kill him behind Bobo.

The pressure of vigorous growth was getting greater and greater, and there were fewer and fewer Jurchen warriors around him. There were always some black-armored men in the Song army who did not wear helmets and only had hair bands tied on their heads. They would find some opportunities to use their skillful battle formation to kill their brave brothers one by one. (To be continued)

ps: Chapter 1
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