The mission of the Northern Liao Rangers was to detect possible reinforcements from the Northern Xinjiang Army.

After discovery, the first wave of interceptions was launched at the same time as reporting.

This task is not complicated.

But the Northern Xinjiang Army did not come.

The cavalrymen in the southern part of the town didn't come either.

But a group of Daliao cavalry came.

"He's one of ours!"

The Daliao cavalry, which cannot be seen at a glance, cannot be disguised, and there are not many Daliao standard armors and weapons found in northern Xinjiang.

What they didn't expect was that this army launched a surprise attack on them.

It was almost a massacre!

The remaining rangers fled.

It was too late to report the news to the army.

Governor Helian thought about many possibilities. For example, Yang Xuan had already laid ambushes on both sides or even the rear, so he left 5,000 men in the camp as an interception and early warning.

He paid the most attention to the two wings and sent a large number of rangers to guard them. Even if the Northern Xinjiang Army attacked, he could calmly arrange it.

Therefore, he did not worry about the wings, but asked about the movements in the direction behind him from time to time.

But what I didn't expect was that there was a sudden movement on the left.

"It's Lin Ziqi!"

Governor Helian looked at the Daliao cavalry chasing his rangers, as if something suddenly broke in his mind, and his expression changed drastically.

"It's Lin Jun!"

His voice was a little hoarse, "Interception! Retreat from both wings, intercept!"

Changling narrowed his eyes, looked at the Northern Liao cavalry on the left, and said solemnly: "It's Lin Jun! His lips are dead and his teeth are cold, no wonder Yang Xuan is so confident!"

Shen Tong clenched his hands into fists, "If Yang Xuan is defeated, our army will be able to march straight in. Lin Jung has just controlled Chenzhou, but his foothold is not stable and he is vulnerable. Therefore, he must send troops to rescue Yang Xuan!"

Lin Nan cursed: "This traitor! He should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

Changling squinted his eyes, "Lin Jun was taken advantage of by Yang Xuan, but he was happy with it!"

Shen Tong smiled bitterly, "No wonder he used 30,000 to attack our army of 80,000, and still took his time. It turns out that he was waiting here.

Changling looked at him, "Failed!"

"What?" Shen Tong was puzzled.

The cavalry on both wings were withdrawing like a tide and heading towards the left wing.

Changling said: "I say, defeated!"

Shen Tong said: "We will not be defeated. Princess, our army still has the advantage and can retreat calmly."

"When I say defeat, I mean Governor Helian."

Governor Helian was directing his subordinates to respond, "Pull back, the cavalry will catch up with the infantry, and retreat slowly. Don't be too hasty!"

Shen Tong frowned, "What the eldest princess means..."

"Director Helian only thought about the Northern Xinjiang Army, which is a great general. But Yang Xuan concluded that Lin Jun had to send troops to help, he is... a handsome man!"

The talent of a general can dominate the battlefield.

A handsome man can also guide the country even in the court.

The two are not a series.

But I didn't expect that... Shen Tong's face turned red, "I'm ashamed."

"I'm disappointed that I didn't think of this!"

Changling's mood was inexplicable, neither sad nor happy. "I don't know how to fight, but I know that the battle formation is not a simple confrontation between two armies. You have to think and deal with it from the heights of the temple." He thought

Yes, I, but I didn’t expect it.”

Shen Tong quickly comforted him, "The eldest princess has never experienced a battle, so she will naturally be inferior to him..."

The enemy troops withdrew, and the Northern Xinjiang troops were shocked and looked to the right.

"Isn't that the Northern Liao Army?"

"Why did the Northern Liao army come? And they started fighting."

"What is that? Lin Ziqi!"

"It's Lin Jun!"

"Lin Jun actually helped us, what does that mean?"

The previous fighting was fierce, and the soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Army were able to hold on with just one breath. Now that the enemy troops were withdrawing, they relaxed physically and mentally, and their exhaustion came over them like a tide.

"Eat solid food and rest!"

() Shangguan is shouting.

He Lianrong sighed. Jielong looked at Yang Xuan with admiration in his eyes. When he heard the sigh, he started to find fault, "Are you dissatisfied?"

"I'm not dissatisfied, but...a little sad." He Lianrong sighed: "I have also been in charge of an attack, and I always felt that I was great. I lost to the Duke last time, and I was somewhat unconvinced. But.

Today's battle...30,000 vs. 80,000, I always felt that the Duke was a bit extravagant. But what I didn't expect was that Lin Jun was here."

Jielong was silent, and for the first time he did not pursue the victory.

He Lianyan glanced at him and said, "Ever since he learned that Lin Jun had taken action against Chenzhou, the Duke has not urged reinforcements."

Now even Jielong understood, "The Duke is waiting for Lin Jun!"

This kind of temple can be said to be light and airy, but people can only look up at it.

Jiang Heer asked: "Did the Duke deliberately let the reinforcements arrive late?"

It must be intentional!

This is what everyone thinks.

Yang Guogong was watching the internal fighting in Daliao. Hearing this, he said casually: "If the reinforcements speed up, at least two thousand more horses will be killed. In this case, it is better to kill two thousand more Northern Liao people."

It turned out that the Duke simply wanted to reduce losses.

On one side, an army of 30,000 troops attacked decisively in the face of a strong opponent, resulting in considerable losses.

On the one hand, he was reluctant to lose some war horses.

The two seem to be contradictory, but if you think about it carefully, they are exceptionally harmonious.

The old thief is recording: 30,000 people attack 80,000 people. This is an move to sharpen the morale of the people and the army. If reinforcements arrive, it will become a confrontation...

He raised his head and saw Wang Laoer looking at him curiously, "What are you doing?"

Wang Laoer asked: "Old thief, do you still want to be a famous general?"

"No!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

The old thief's eyes were full of perseverance:

"Famous handsome man!"

…

"Stop!"

Lin Jun reined in his horse, and behind him, 20,000 cavalry began to form a formation.

Opposite, the Northern Liao army, which was once a comrade, was gathering.

Of the 80,000-strong army, 5,000 are in the main camp and 3,000 on the right wing. Thousands were lost in the previous attack...and there are still more than 60,000 troops left.

The Northern Xinjiang Army also suffered a lot and is currently eating dry food and resting.

In just half an hour, a vigorous army will appear again.

Lin Jun looked away, "Thirty thousand versus eighty thousand, this idiot like Governor Helian couldn't even count my arrival. Doesn't Ning Xing have a general?"

This was said with contempt.

Shen Changhe said: "Your Majesty, Governor Helian is the emperor's confidant. At this time, the emperor has to be wary of all forces. Therefore, it is inevitable to order the most trusted general to lead the attack."

At this time, what matters is not the strength of the person, but who is more loyal.

"Is he worried that Lin Ya's people are playing tricks on the road?" Lin Jun smiled, "It's time to tell them."

Lin Jun galloped out of the formation, turned around, and shouted: "Who still remembers Southern Xinjiang back then?"

The north of the Tang Dynasty was the south for the Northern Liao Dynasty.

The array is silent.
To be continued...