The mountain wind ran through the forest, the sound of horse hooves and footsteps were extending.

Geng Qing looked at the pleasant hills and plains in the distance, and occasionally there were smoke rising from the farmhouses in the distance, and footsteps followed behind him. He turned his face sideways.

"Siyuan, based on your years of experience in the army, how would you deal with it if you were the commander of Liang's army?"

The figure behind him came forward to greet him, then looked at the scenery outside the mountain, looked at Shi Jingtang next to him, and whispered: "Mr. Hui, defend the city, or follow the dangerous roads, slowly advance and drive away the Khitan cavalry. Do not fight with the other side's plains."

"It's better to repair it first and then find a way." This sentence was said by Shi Jingtang. When he saw Li Siyuan speak, he couldn't help but express his opinions. If this military supervisor could look up to him, there wouldn't be so many hard days in the future.

The wind blew, and a trace of hair that took off its bun was shook gently in the wind. Geng Qing nodded at the outside of the mountain and smiled twice. These two people were actually saying it well. Fifty thousand cavalrymen were indeed unable to fight in the field. The Khitans had been fighting for years and had developed a momentum that looked down on the world. Even if the same number of soldiers and horses were fighting against each other in terms of momentum, they would have surpassed the other side in terms of momentum and their combat effectiveness would be greatly improved. However, if they suffered failure, their morale would naturally decline, resulting in a huge contrast.

This is the principle that when Geng Qing came out of Luoyang, he read the military book overnight, "one move will make one more effort and then lose three times."

"Then you are Yelu Abaoji. What will you do now?"

"withdraw!"

Li Siyuan said without hesitation. He was not very familiar with the Khitans, but analyzed the current situation. There was no big benefit for the Khitans. Since Li Keyong had been defeated, it would not be of great significance to waste it. He could not say that he could still rob and take some people and beasts back before leaving, which would not be a waste of time.

After listening to the analysis, it was similar to Geng Qing's thoughts. Yang Shihou led the army to intersperse Taihang and circled around the north of Mozhou in order to send out a clear signal that the Khitans would retreat when they saw the difficulties. If they really wanted to fight a decisive battle with 50,000 cavalry, only those who I had drawn would have such thoughts.

After talking for a while, Geng Qing rode on the horse and asked Shi Jingtang to lead him. He went all the way to the foot of the mountain to meet with Yang Shihou, Wang Yanzhang and other generals. At the same time, he also sent a scout cavalry to draw the terrain and investigate the Khitan troops. It would be even better if he could contact Ge Congzhou's army.

In the temporary camp, the Longxiang Army formed a team to patrol the surroundings, and the infantry returned to the camp to rest. In the tent, Yang Shihou and Geng Qing sat together, talking about the next thing, whether to launch a feint attack and test the strength of the Khitans, and then discussed the matter of contacting Ge Congzhou's troops before they dispersed in the afternoon.

After half a month of traveling, everyone was exhausted and they entered the batch to rest. Early the next morning, Geng Qing woke up from the noise of the military camp and heard the sent cavalry brought back Ge Congzhou's letter.

"The Khitans are withdrawing their troops?"

Yang Shihou looked at the content of the letter in surprise, and Ge Congzhou's handwriting also revealed doubts. Obviously, he didn't understand at this time.

However, Geng Qing, who was on the right seat in the tent, had a calm expression. The Khitans withdrew their troops, just like what he said, "It's not profitable, so they stayed and continued to fight." Only those who were stupid would do this.

All the tents are long-time generals on the battlefield, so they will not be careless just because the Khitan Hu people withdraw.

"No matter whether he retreats or not, we just need to steadily on this side to prevent the Khitan from suddenly turning around and killing him back."

"The Khitan is not profitable, so it is inevitable to withdraw its troops. But Yelu Abaoji is not an idle person, so he really cannot be neglected."

Yang Shihou nodded and put the letter paper back on the simple desk. After a moment, he sent a large number of detective cavalry to scatter. He rarely encountered Khitan scouts. When he occasionally met, the other party did not tangle and fight. He looked from a distance and then opened the distance and walked away.

The Liang army's scouts were chasing along the way, and they also gathered with the scouts of Ge Congzhou from the south, and began to sweep the wilderness west of Mozhou on a large scale. After dispersing the Khitan scouts, traces of the army were finally exposed to them.

Thirty miles north of Mozhou, located in the Khitan camp under the Cold Tiger Hill, cavalry entered and exited, and the standing wooden railings were pushed down and ignited. It was obvious that the troops were withdrawn.

A large number of cavalry stretched north in long rows, and the mighty knights were like a long dragon winding against the ground. Seeing this scene, Liang's reconnaissance cavalry avoided the Khitans who were patrolling, and immediately ran with the direction of the news when they were traveling, bringing the news that the Khitan withdraws back to the hands of the owners of the family.

It seemed that the camp had really withdrawn. Liang's army was relieved. Geng Qing pinched the information handed to him by Yang Shihou. After talking about the withdrawal of the Khitan troops, he walked out of the tent. The sunlight above his head was tilting westward. Another day was about to pass.

"gentlemen."

Returning to his tent, Li Siyuan, who was standing outside, called out, Geng Qing nodded to him, and the former dared to approach and asked softly: "Mr. Siyuanguan's face seems to be bad."

Geng Qing smiled: "It's not that I just feel a little uneasy."

"Isn't it confirmed that the Khitans have withdrawn their troops to the north?"

"It's just that I left too straightforward." On this side, Geng Qing looked at the young man in front of him, smiled and gave him the information. Looking at the sun gradually falling, he sighed, "Although I had an idea before, Yelu Abaoji really retreated so straightforwardly, and I was not used to it."

In the gentle words, the afternoon sun gradually turned into orange and then fell to the hills. The night spread from afar like a tide, embracing the heaven and earth.

In the quiet night, insects chirping in the mountains and grass screaming, and in the dark night, there was a slight sound of bells, and even the bell could not be heard.

Huh~~

A rough air sounded in the mountains in the distance, and a war horse squirted the thick air and shook the mane on his neck. In an instant, a rough big hand stroked the mane. In the dark night, a pair of eyes looked particularly bright, staring at the camp with spots of bonfires in the distance.

The tall figure on the horse's back quietly raised his arm, someone nodded, and sent an order. Among the black, there were more than a dozen or dozens of scouts wrapped in a cloth scarf and ran through the dark night. Soon, a few fighting sounds came from, and then they fell silent again.

At the second hour of Hai, the spots of fire in the camp were still burning, and the voices of people were much smaller.

In the darkness, Yelu Abaoji looked up at the bright moon in the sky, folded his hands and bowed to the moon, and then slowly pulled out the blade from his waist.

"It's often time to come, but the Khitan warriors are ready to dance like a group of wolves under the moon?"

Behind him, a group of cavalrymen silently pulled out their weapons. In the darkness, their eyes were as fierce as wolves. The heads of the tribes and generals began to return to the front of the cavalrymen and make the final adjustments.

I thought that Li Keyong would have great gains when he went south and drove straight into the Han area. Unfortunately, the Shatuo people were Shatuo people after all, and they lost their blood. However, they were blocked in the second half of the month in Zezhou City and suffered two consecutive defeats, and they lost their soldiers and generals, fled back to Taiyuan like a dog with their tails stomped together.

Put it in front of Yelu Abaoji, after three battles, the Han soldiers and horses were in order and law, which was indeed powerful, but he was about to leave. What's the use of no matter how powerful he was? After a while tonight, he would take the victorious army back. It should be the time to abolish the old Khitan system and defeat the most powerful army of the Han people. With prestige, it should be time to integrate the various divisions.

After a while, the anxious war horse slowly stepped away with a urging, and Yelu Abaoji slowly rode his horse and walked slowly on his horse.

"Khitan wolves, follow your Yi Lijin and win another victory-"

The slow horse's hooves gradually trotted, and the horse's limbs moved wider and wider. The next moment, it started to rush. The wolf pack following the head wolf was also silent and accelerated its speed.

The silver light of the sky spreads across the earth, and the black cavalry gradually rushes. The earth begins to shake under countless horse hooves. The dull sound of horse hooves spreads, like muffled thunder rolling and flowing on the ground.

Boom-

The overwhelming black shadow ran wildly, and the cavalry rushed in front and pulled out the bow and arrows and pulled the bowstrings. When the camp in the distance heard the noise of the arrow tower. Before the archer could send a signal, a feather arrow shot in and nailed it to his chest in the torch light. On the other side, the soldiers were lucky. The flying arrow was nailed to the fence in front of him. He hurriedly shot an arrow.

"Enemy attack--"

At Liangjun camp, soldiers crawled out of the tent, held steel knives and formed a formation in a hurry. On the trembling ground, huge waves rose up in the dark. Among several running Khitan cavalry, a giant tree hanging hanging from the hanging tree hit hard when they approached the gate. With a loud bang, the gate collapsed. The mighty cavalry rushed into the Han camp like a tide of arrows, and shot towards the soldiers running around or the military formations that formed guns.

The arrows with flames were nailed to people or landed in tents and fired, which immediately illuminated the entire camp. However, in panic, Yelu Abaoji, who was killing Liang Jun camp with cavalry, frowned when he was killing a Liang soldier.

"What a quick response...or, have you been wary?"

Shocked, he hurriedly called his guards beside him, "Immediately notify my wife Yue Liduo and the leaders of various departments to withdraw from here!"

The moment the personal guards rode their horses and raised their horns and blew them, there were already a large number of infantrymen and thousands of Liang cavalrymen in the back of the camp.

"As sure to be prepared!"
Chapter completed!