"General Xiao, General Xiao-" There were crying sounds everywhere. The warriors of the Zhongsie Army did not expect that their head general and everyone rushed for several days. However, after arriving at the destination, they were killed without even a single encounter. They were shocked and regretful, and at a loss.

Zheng Ziming had no sympathy at all. Taking advantage of the fact that the Khitans around him were frightened, he rushed to the corpse several times, picked it up with one hand, and then rushed to the man's war horse and flew up. "I've all made way out, I'm not dead, I just knocked it out. Otherwise, I'll go down with another axe!"

His hand quickly touched back, but he felt empty. He threw the flying axe several times tonight and picked up several times finally left nowhere left, and he lost all his energy.

"Go aside, you're not dead yet! Hit the head, hit the head!"

"Give up the way, not dead yet! Smash, smash!"

"Smash, smash..."

Tao Dachun and others braved the heavy rain and rushed to both sides of Zheng Ziming's war horses, raised their hand and handed over an iron whip he had just picked up from the mud. They threatened loudly in stiff Khitan dialect.

Although they shouted that the donkey's lips were not right, the soldiers around the skin-crew soldiers gestured on the head of his general from Zheng Ziming with an iron whip. Suddenly, the already desperate mood surged a little hope. They wanted to go forward and snatch it, but they were afraid of provoking the fierce god on the other side to kill him. They pushed and squeezed each other and made a mess.

The war horse under Zheng Ziming's crotch moved, shaking the Khitan general's body up and down. The army of Zhongpi immediately believed that his general was not dead. He waved his hand and asked loudly, "Don't kill. Please, don't kill!"

According to the Khitan military rules, if the commander did not fight, his personal soldiers would not escape death even if they snatched the body back. However, how other generals and schools were dealt with, they were completely in love with their feelings. They might be directly pushed out and their heads were cut off and buried with their heads, or they might be taken away from their official positions and made meritorious service. They might be demoted to be a herd slave, and they would not be able to turn over for three generations.

Therefore, the first priority of the Khitan soldiers at the moment is to rescue their generals, rather than continue to chase their opponents. But if they really push their opponents into a hurry and smash General Xiao’s head with an iron whip, even if they finally grab the body, they probably won’t have a good ending.

The two armies confront each other, even if they make mistakes in decisions, it is better than being stupid and stupid. The brothers of Cangzhou around Zheng Ziming have simulated and practiced similar scenes dozens of times. How could they miss the opportunity in vain? They immediately rushed to their head coach, either snatched the boss's mount, or ran hard with their legs. The weapons in their hands were waved left and right to the sides of the team, "Give up the way, give way, otherwise they will be smashed and smashed!" In the blink of an eye, the entire team collapsed like a dragon.

"Stop and leave my general!"

"General Xiao, General Xiao!"

"Han people, keep their word, we won't chase..."

The soldiers of Zhongpishishi finally recovered and shouted in Khitan or blunt Chinese, chasing him. Zheng Ziming and others used crossbow arrows to control the distance, threatened the life of the opponent's commander, and fought and retreated. Soon, they met with Tao Yong and others who were carrying Shi Chonggui on their backs.

"If there are horses, stay with you, go to the river and get on the boat!" Zheng Ziming gave a decisive command, and at the same time turned around and pressed the head of the Khitan general who had been dead for a long time with an iron whip.

"Crack, Crack, Crack!" Several lightning bolts illuminated his proud figure. The rain was almost stopped, but the wind was even more urgent, causing the horse's mane and tail to float, flying back and forth like flags.

Most of the brothers did not say a word and rushed to the small river cha where the ship was hidden. Tao Dachun and Zhou Xin, with seven or eight brothers who had grabbed the war horses, quickly formed a triangle formation beside Zheng Ziming. Everyone was completely wet, and blood mixed with rain dripping dripping down.

The soldiers of Zhongpishi's army who were chasing him were tired and afraid, so they tightly held their mounts from a distance. After rushing for many days, they encountered storms and rains. The master was still in the hands of the other party. They had fallen to the brink of collapse, regardless of their physical strength or morale. Therefore, they no longer dared to be greedy for merit, and only wanted to save their masters safely.

"Hurry up and slow down our physical strength. We must support until everyone else gets on the boat!" Zheng Ziming turned a blind eye to the Pi Shijun approaching. He turned his head and ordered Tao Dachun and others.

"I know!" Tao Dachun agreed in a deep voice, and then pulled out a bossless gun from the belt of the war horse's butt. He threw his arms at the opposite side, "Don't cross this gun, otherwise, it will smash your general's head and make even his mother recognize it!"

"Put the gun, don't cross it, otherwise you will smash your head and you won't be able to recognize it!" Fearing that the other party wouldn't understand his warning, he repeated it in crappy Khitan dialect again.

"Akqi, Akqi!" The soldiers of the Zhongpishishi had never encountered such an "unreasonable" opponent, and they were so angry that they cursed. However, no matter how much they cursed, no one dared to continue to exceed the javelin and land at half a step.

"Ask them why they were rushing here in the rain?" Zheng Ziming pondered for a moment and whispered to Tao Dachun.

"Why, you guys, come here tonight?" Tao Dachun's Khitan words were extremely stiff, but they could express their meanings clearly.

On the opposite side, another angry shout sounded, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, which was chaotic and noisy. But Tao Dachun quickly understood the meaning. He turned his head and attached it to Zheng Ziming's ear and said, "They admitted that it was three days ago that someone sent a message to his general. Then they rushed over in the rain. They didn't know what the message was."

"If you ask them again, who else has led the team to come here?" Zheng Ziming's brow jumped up quickly and whispered his order again.

Tao Dachun tried hard to translate his words into Khitan, trying to make the other party understand. Although the soldiers of Zhongpishi Army were extremely anxious when asked, they had to patiently give the answer as they saw Zheng Ziming lifting the iron whip up again. It turned out that on that day, more than one Khitan army began to move towards Yingzhou, but the weather was too bad and no one walked faster than the Pishi Army.

"Ask them again, who are the generals leading the troops, how many people are under their command, and other things, the more detailed the better?" Zheng Ziming's face suddenly became very gloomy when he heard this, and he continued to give orders with a hoarse voice.

Tao Dachun knew that the situation was not good, so he tried his best to express the problem clearly in Khitan dialect. The other party was asked again and again, but he finally managed to help his mind and answered his questions one by one. As for how many of them were lies and how many were facts, it is unknown.

"Do you know..." Tao Dachun understood that Zheng Ziming was deliberately delaying time, and spoke again in a hoarse voice.

The Khitan generals were so anxious that they scratched their heads, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to talk to him.

"Then you..." After asking half of the incense stick for a blink of an eye, Tao Dachun was still not over. Now, the other party could not bear it anymore. He raised his weapon and clamored loudly, "Akqi, Akqi! Walihula, repulsive force, repulsive force!"

"Go to your mother Akqi!" Zheng Ziming swung the Khitan's body with one arm and threw it hard into the woods on the side. "Go and find it yourself, I don't want this smelly meat!"

"General, General-" The soldiers of Zhongpishishi did not care about chasing Zheng Ziming, and immediately rode their horses toward the landing of the body. Seeing this, Tao Dachun and others immediately rode their horses to wrap their own military governors, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!