In the courtyard, the rustling of leaves filled the air. Two groups of people clashed head-on, creating a massive sound from the very beginning. Darts and arrows flew through the cover of leaves with a whooshing sound. Wanyan Yinshu aimed and fired rapidly, drawing a line of blood on a Green Forest warrior. On the other side, a warrior wielding a steel whip knocked a Jurchen guard against a large tree trunk, shattering his forehead with a single blow. More warriors rushed in, making the large tree creak and groan.

Shi Jin wielded a black iron staff, moving like a dragon or snake, smashing the resistance of the warriors in front of him. The sound of bones breaking—head, neck, hands, feet—was brutally forced into the Jurchen guards' defense, creating a path.

Zuo Wenying sprinted across the rooftop, her body low as she scattered throwing knives. Jurchen arrows whistled upwards. She leaped into the courtyard, landing amidst a forest of spears. She shrank her body and plunged into the spears, her dual blades flashing, cutting paths of blood. Arms and spears flew in all directions, the slender blades slicing across throats. Around her, blood spun and sprayed with the flashing knives, creating a vortex in a sea of blood.

A man named Fulu walked through the crowd, wielding a single blade. This gentle man, who usually served as a servant to Zhou Tong, now moved with steps that seemed slow but were incredibly fast. Only at the moment of engagement did his body explode with sudden force. His movements were simple and swift, his blade like lightning, targeting vital points with each strike. Often, with a sway of his body, an opponent's arm or throat would be severed.

More people coordinated with their companions, trying to break through the crowd and reach Nianhan as quickly as possible. However, the seventy or eighty Jurchen guards defending the courtyard were no ordinary opponents. From the first moment of engagement, large amounts of blood began to bloom. Jurchen guards fell, and among the Green Forest people, some were immediately blocked and shot down. Mo Yan Dangshi's heavy spear directly blocked the attacks of two tall and sturdy Green Forest heroes, and with a swing of the heavy spear, he shattered the face of one of them.

As Zonghan's number one warrior, he possessed immense strength and simple yet fierce spearmanship. The second Green Forest hero took advantage of the heavy spear's disadvantage in close combat and lunged forward, only to be swept away by a punch, crashing into a pillar next to the courtyard, spitting blood and falling to the ground. Nearby, Zuo Wenying cut a bloody path and suddenly lunged. Her dual blades attacked like lightning. Mo Yan Dangshi, holding his heavy spear, retreated rapidly in haste. Balisu rushed in from behind, his short spear stabbing out from behind Mo Yan Dangshi. Zuo Wenying's attack faltered slightly. Mo Yan Dangshi swung his heavy spear, slashing down with a loud whoosh and a fierce sound of tearing the air.

Zuo Wenying rolled backward. The heavy spear landed, shattering the bluestone on the ground, sending dust and gravel flying. Mo Yan Dangshi roared, and the heavy spear swept along the ground. Zuo Wenying continued to roll backward, and behind Mo Yan Dangshi, Balisu swung his second steel spear, which flew close to the ground and attacked Zuo Wenying.

Just as Zuo Wenying leaped up, another figure suddenly rushed in from the side, kicking away the incoming steel spear. It was Zuo Wenying's husband, Fulu. Mo Yan Dangshi pulled back his heavy spear. Fulu grabbed the flying steel spear, and together with his single blade and Zuo Wenying's dual blades, they attacked Mo Yan Dangshi's heavy spear, creating countless collisions. When the two sides separated, Fulu turned and used the force to throw the steel spear with the most violent force.

The steel spear roared towards Mo Yan Dangshi's face, causing him to dodge suddenly, and then flew straight towards Wanyan Zonghan in the main hall. Wanyan Saba, who was beside Zonghan, chopped the steel spear away, and Yinshu shot two arrows towards this side. At the same time, seven or eight soldiers rushed over from the side.

The most violent collision broke out between the thirty-odd Green Forest people and the seventy or eighty Jurchen guards in the first moment, but the continuous blood path continued to extend towards the main hall. The charge of the first-class masters of the Wu Dynasty as the vanguard almost did not stop in the first time. And at the back of the gate, the Jurchen guards who had not reacted in time were rushing towards the back of the Green Forest people.

In this fierce fight that broke out in the first moment, Wanyan Zonghan's shout suddenly rang out: "Kill him! Stop him! To the left!"

That was on the left side of the courtyard facing Zonghan. A figure was rushing silently under the eaves. Naturally, there were people defending this side, but the fiercest point of engagement was still in the center of the courtyard. This figure moved forward quickly, and several Jurchen guards who came into contact with him fell at the touch. Just a moment ago, a Jurchen general named Chi Xian slashed at him with a knife, but he was suddenly approached, and Chi Xian's body kept retreating, almost exceeding the front line of the impact.

This almost silent scene should not have attracted too much attention, but Wanyan Zonghan, who was well-versed in battle, surprisingly noticed the anomaly here. In Chi Xian's retreat, Yinshu shot an arrow, which sounded as if it had been shot on a rock. Hearing Zonghan's order, five or six Jurchen warriors also approached. In the next moment, a roar resounded throughout the courtyard. In this sound, Chi Xian was almost torn into two pieces with his stomach ripped open, and the blood and flesh flying all over the sky rushed to the eyes of the Jurchen warriors.

These Jurchens were also battle-hardened warriors. Seeing the blood and flesh explode, instead of dodging, they directly killed the blood and flesh with spears and broadswords. At the same time, a copper spear leaped out from behind, and the trembling sound of "ding" suddenly became louder and louder, turning into a long chant like a dragon.

Weapons flew out, arms were twisted off, and large pieces of flesh were suddenly lost from the bodies of two Jurchen warriors. One had his arm disappeared to the shoulder, and the other had half of his lower abdomen dug out, as if a fierce beast had suddenly taken life from them. The other two flew out, one was directly hit on the ground, his neck bone was broken, and the tall figure had rushed out in the sea of blood, and went straight to the main hall of the Taoist temple.

Two Jurchen warriors in front of him swung their knives valiantly towards the figure who suddenly attacked, but their bodies flew away at the touch. Yinshu shot arrows quickly, and each arrow seemed to be shot on a rock, and flew out upside down.

The nerves of everyone in the courtyard were tense to the extreme in an instant. At this time, there were more than ten Jurchen guards in front of the main hall, and they rushed up together. Behind them, Mo Yan Dangshi rushed forward with a heavy spear. The mixed copper spear stabbed straight at the more than ten Jurchen guards in front, then swayed slightly, and swung back violently. Mo Yan Dangshi blocked it with a spear, and with a bang, his figure stagnated. The opponent rushed towards the Jurchen guards in front with the big spear.

In the swing of a large spear, the entire forest of spears that stabbed over was knocked upside down. The arms of two Jurchens broke at the touch. Behind him, Mo Yan Dangshi shouted violently and rushed forward. The mixed copper spear smashed back violently, he blocked it with a heavy spear, and then used all his strength to press towards the opponent.

The distance was suddenly shortened. Mo Yan Dangshi let go of the heavy spear and punched the opponent directly. At the same time as the punch hit the opponent, his face was also hit with a bang, and then he felt dizzy. The two punched almost quickly and frantically, and two long spears flew in the Jurchen guards. When Mo Yan Dangshi saw the appearance of the person in front of him, he had a closer look at the second punch. It was a face that could not tell the age. His beards and hairs were all open, his eyes were blood red, and his whole face seemed to be filled with the word "anger". Even Mo Yan Dangshi felt a little frightened when he saw the endless anger and killing thoughts. Because the face in front of him was like a bright king descending from the temple. After this glimpse, the other party directly bumped into his face with a violent head hammer!

During the whirling fight between the two, dust flew on the ground, and the long bow in Yinshu's hand had been drawn to the extreme. Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind howled. He let go suddenly, and the long bow broke in the air with a bang, and bounced his whole body out. The clothes on his left shoulder had been smashed to pieces, and blood and flesh were blurred, and the injury was so heavy that he could see the bones. Looking at it, it was Mo Yan Dangshi's heavy spear, which was now deeply plunged into the wall of the main hall.

Mo Yan Dangshi, the number one master beside Zonghan, had been knocked away, and the king of death who suddenly attacked was dancing with a mixed copper spear, and had already killed with more than ten people. His long spear was swung left and right, and his extremely fierce strength knocked people flying from time to time. It was like an ordinary master was hitting a group of mastiffs with a stick. In a blink of an eye, this defense was also broken. Wanyan Saba shouted loudly: "Go!" He seized the opportunity and crashed into a burning copper tripod on the side front of the main hall.

With a bang, the copper tripod collapsed with the burning charcoal fire, and the next moment, there was another loud noise, and the copper tripod was hit to the other side of the courtyard, and the fire was flying out in front of the courtyard. Zhou Tong's figure, holding a spear, rushed into the main hall. In the hall, except for four close guards, only Wanyan Zonghan stood with a long knife.

There are two doors next to this main hall leading to the back of the Taoist temple, but as a general of the Jin army, Wanyan Zonghan has been brave all his life and has never considered leaving.

"Come on! Do it—"

He held the long knife across his chest, and shouted violently. At the two small doors leading to the back of the Taoist temple, more than twenty soldiers poured in. Zhou Tong rushed with his spear, and Wanyan Zonghan held the long knife, leading more than twenty people, and faced the old man who rushed over head-on. Behind them, Yinshu got up from the ground, picked up a long sword, and rushed to the back of the terrible assassin with Wanyan Saba.

The autumn wind is soft, and a large number of soldiers are rushing here. In the courtyard, the battle line pulled up by the Green Forest people is still extending to the front. In the hall, the chaotic and amazing fighting sounds are in one piece. No one can understand what level the strength of this assassin in front of him has reached.

After a while, there was a loud noise. In the main hall, Wanyan Zonghan held the knife in both hands, and his body was knocked into the corner of the wall. His arms trembled, and his mouth was in severe pain. The old man in front of him, who was also injured, stabbed here with a spear, and with a fierce dragon chant, he devoured his eyes. Yinshu, who was seriously injured on his left shoulder, rushed over. Another soldier stood in front of the big spear. Wanyan Zonghan watched the spear pierce through his body. The soldier shouted frantically and held the big spear that pierced through his body in both hands. Someone rushed up behind the old man. The old man ignored it at all and pushed the big spear straight to Wanyan Zonghan, but Yinshu also pulled Wanyan Zonghan to the side, and the big spear plunged straight into the bricks in the corner.

"Go—"

Yinshu roared, pulled Wanyan Zonghan up, and the two rushed to the small door leading to the back of the Taoist temple. When Wanyan Zonghan looked back, he saw the old man letting go of his spear, and beating the soldiers in the hall like monkeys with a few punches and kicks.

The soldiers blocked the small door, and Wanyan Zonghan and Yinshu rushed to the back of the Taoist temple. As for the old man who rushed into the main hall to assassinate, they could not measure the opponent's strength at the moment. It was no longer a human being at all. How could there be such a person in the world.

As a necessity for defense, even the back of the Taoist temple has many soldiers, and at this time, soldiers are rushing here one after another. Just after they left the main hall, the old man in the main hall also jumped to the idol in the hall after forcing away the enemies around him, and jumped all the way up. Wanyan Zonghan and Yinshu had only run a little further, and suddenly turned their heads, only to hear a bang, and the blood-stained inhuman figure broke through the tiles on the roof of the Taoist temple and appeared in their sight.

The figure jumped down and ran wildly on the nearby wall.

At this time, in the courtyard in front of the main hall, more soldiers had rushed in. Nearly half of the Green Forest people were killed or injured, but the people in front had also broken through the original defense in the courtyard, rushed into the main hall, and forced Balisu, Wanyan Saba and the remaining guards to the back of the Taoist temple in a frantic fight.

The assassins who fell behind were surrounded by soldiers, fighting desperately, trying to buy a moment for the people in front, and the battle line in front was still advancing and spreading. The old man named Zhou Tong rushed to Wanyan Xiyin and others like a god of killing, and on the way, he caught the spear and stabbed it violently. Wanyan Xiyin slashed out the YUAN Wang gold sword in his hand with light, and also slashed at the spear with Balisu's steel spear and Wanyan Saba's broadsword.

The spear with the dragon chant slammed Wanyan Xiyin back staggeringly, and Balisu's steel spear had already flown out, and his mouth was bursting. And an arrow flying nearby also shot into Zhou Tong's shoulder.

Zhou Tong only retreated slightly, and with a cry of "ah", the second spear stabbed towards Wanyan Zonghan again. His mouth and eyes were full of blood, and Zonghan slashed across with a knife, and Wanyan Xiyin also followed up, and Wanyan Saba was empty-handed, and crashed into Zhou Tong, only hearing a few loud noises, the long knife in Zonghan's hand flew into the sky, his hands were completely burst, Wanyan Xiyin held the sword in both hands, and was shocked to retreat involuntarily, and his teeth were full of blood.

Zonghan kept retreating, the old man was still moving forward like a tiger, and after stabbing to the end, he suddenly swept across, splitting Wanyan Saba next to him,甩开扑在他身上的拔离速，长枪在他身后，消失了一瞬间，而后从另一侧跃出。

The violent dragon chant shook the eardrums, a carbine! The Canglong jumped up and looked up! He rushed to Wanyan Zonghan's face, who was retreating frantically, but the next moment, his back was already against the wall, arrows shot towards here, soldiers rushed towards Zhou Tong, and Wanyan Xiyin tried to chop the long spear with a gold sword.

Blood bloomed on the tip of the gun.

…

At the moment when the vision moved away, the world in front of me was all blood red.

The world is like a sea of suffering, and the flesh is used as a raft. For many years, the old man has never used this body to this extent. He knows in his heart that the limit has already been reached, or has already surpassed the past.

At the last moment, he could no longer see anything in front of him, and blood had covered everything. If possible, he just hoped to stab the spear in his hand a little bit more.

The gun went into the body.

Yinshu squeezed in front of Zonghan, looking at the spear embedded in his shoulder, not knowing whether the spear had pierced through it.

A soldier slammed into the old man with a bang, and then fell to the ground.

The dragon chant stopped abruptly…

Zonghan looked at the blood in front of him, and his whole body was shaking.

"Haha, haha!" Wanyan Xiyin held a long sword, breathing heavily, and made a laugh that he didn't quite understand. Then he roared like a wounded beast, and the long sword in his hand, towards the old man holding the long spear in front, slashed down—

The battle is still going on, and soldiers are coming from all directions one after another, and in this smoky, autumn dusk, the figures of the resisters are submerged…

The world is vast…

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In the autumn of the thirteenth year of Jinghan, the Jin Kingdom divided into two routes to attack the Wu Dynasty, and the West Route Army led by Wanyan Zonghan, the marshal of the Jin Kingdom, went south from the Yanmen Pass line, conquered cities and territories, as if entering a no-man's land. On August 7, Xin Prefecture was captured, and more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians were captured and slaughtered by the Jurchen army.

On August 9, Zhou Tong, the "Iron Arm" of Shaanxi, assassinated Wanyan Zonghan, the marshal of the Jurchen, with Fulu, Zuo Wenying, and Qiu Henian and other dozens of Wu Dynasty righteous men, seriously injured more than a dozen Jurchen generals, and died exhausted, at the age of eighty-two.

The assassination of Zhou Tong and others did not affect the Jin Dynasty's southward pace. Not long after, the West Route Army led by Wanyan Zonghan still sent troops to Taiyuan, and the East Route Army had stepped over the three towns of Hebei and went south rapidly. But the impact of his death gradually fermented and expanded after that, and even penetrated and changed the lives of many people in the next few years and ten years...

This is a later story.

(Episode 6 *The Tartar Horses Cross the Yinshan Mountains* End)

(——Iron Horse Glacier Enters Dream!)