Under the night sky, the camps that had been scattered for several miles turned into a tragic battlefield. The flames illuminated the sky, and figures followed the horses to block the Khitans who were rushing to the camp. The Khitan infantry and the cavalry suddenly became fierce. In the screaming Khitan words, they rushed towards the dense Han soldiers and Shatuo people's army formations, and were then pushed back.

The front line is difficult to maintain.

Under the same night sky, Zhou Dewei, a veteran in the city, stood at the top of the city wearing armor and spear, and looked at the red night sky with a group of soldiers. When the wind blew, his white beard gently stroked in the wind.

After watching for a while, he turned around and put the iron spear in his hand on the ground. In his sight, soldiers guarding the city, yamen runners, young and strong men, and even green forests in the rivers and lakes were looking at it.

The old man's voice was majestic and loud, and was carried by the wind to float in everyone's ears.

"The Khitans are attacking our reinforcements. If the reinforcements are destroyed tonight, the soldiers and civilians in Youzhou will not be protected and will definitely become Khitan dog slaves. Youyanerlang, who has the courage to follow me to the city to fight the Khitan barbarians!"

Around the surroundings, in the light of torches, the soldiers and the people looked at the old man holding up the iron spear in silence, looking at the red night sky dozens of miles away, and then grinning and roaring hysterically

"war!"

"war!"

"Kill the Khitan dog thief!"

"I want to avenge my brother!" "I'm going to give up this cheap life!" "Genuine Zhou dares, why don't we dare?!"

The sounds were heard all around the surrounding city section. Zhou Dewei pursed his lips and smiled. He looked at his son, confidant, generals and generals in the city. He raised his long soldiers and stomped over the stone steps and shouted: "Youyan man, go with me!"

Soon, the soldiers and horses in the city gathered and opened the city gate.

......

The cold wind blew through this night.

More than a hundred miles apart, between the foothills in the northwest direction, torches winding the road at the foot of the mountain, with iron hooves churning out, and mass of mud chips moving forward quickly.

With the rumbling sound of horse hooves, there were scouts riding back on horseback in the direction they were heading.

Fu Daozhao said "thumbs up" and stopped the horse. He took the message and looked at it. His face changed slightly. He hurriedly turned his head and rushed to the team behind.

When asked about the position of the Grand Governor, he hurried forward: "The Khitan Emperor is not in Youzhou!"

"What?!"

The figure who was discussing the route of the journey with Xia Luqi frowned and turned around. Fu Daozhao, who was walking over quickly, continued: "Just just came to report that there were 80% fewer Khitan troops besieging Youzhou. Yelu Abaoji's skin army was gone. Please see, this is the summary news."

Xia Luqi also came over and stood on one side, and saw the contents of the note unfolded in Li Cunxiao's hand, and the expression on his face became solemn.

Over there, Li Cunxiao pinched the notes into a ball.

"Yelu Abaoji disappeared in Youzhou. He either found us and set up a trap to wait for us to drill. Or he went to the west in person to face my brother."

"Governor, then should we rescue Youzhou or..."

"Of course my brother is important!"

Before Xia Luqi finished speaking, Li Cunxiao interrupted with a loud shout. He estimated that his brother came from Weizhou. It was almost this time. How could Yelu Abaoji miss this opportunity?

As long as you defeat Geng Qing, Youzhou will only eat the meat at his mouth and then bite it.

"No matter whether there are any soldiers and horses set up by the Khitan emperor in front of him, they must break through!" Li Cunxiao pulled up the King of Yu's spear and turned over the horse. With the snowflakes neighing, he raised his long spear, "The northwest iron cavalry pioneered the way--"

Under the light of burning torches, the cavalry in armor and iron helmets quickly transferred to war horses and gathered again, gradually speeding up along the road at the foot of the mountain, and rushed straight to the plain below.

The clear moonlight covers the stretching foothills.

On the plain, there was a group of infantry and cavalry troops waiting. Yelu Helu watched the continuous flames winding down from the foot of the mountain, put on iron armor and put on horseback. He commanded 20,000 infantry and 5,000 sieve soldiers set up their formation.

That day, he received the sage and left the camp quietly in order to intercept a possible army.

"It was indeed as your Majesty expected." Yelu Helu was convinced by Yelu Abaoji. As the emperor's first minister, Yelu Helu was both civil and military in the Khitan. He knew the Sinology of Wen. As for martial arts, which Khitan athlete would not fight on his back?

Gu Ju

‘Depending on the posture, do you want to attack Youzhou or your Majesty?’

‘No matter there, you can’t think of going through today…’

Yelu Helu thought, raised his hand and issued an order. His soldiers and generals quickly lined up according to the formation he taught. There was nothing wrong with his approach. Judging from the speed of the fire light held by the opponent, they must be cavalry, mainly in the infantry formation, slowing down the opponent's rushing down, and then attacked with the Pishou Army to divide from the side and the rear. It won't take long before this Han cavalry will be defeated.

However, the Han cavalry who rushed down the foot of the mountain did not mean to slow down, which made him frown slightly.

"Put the shield in front of the formation and prepare for the gun array!"

When Yelu Helu passed the orders to various formations, the Han cavalry from afar were already rushing towards them as fast as possible.

"Silly!" He made a simple evaluation of such military use.

In the array ahead, on the Khitan step formation, soldiers lined up with shields. As the ground vibrated, their breathing became heavier, and even the "cuckoo" sound of blood vessels flowing could be heard faintly.

Rumble!

The sound of hoof spread across the earth. The moment Yelu Helu let out a breath, under the huge firelight, there were scattered iron cavalry surging with spears.

"Stay!"

His voice was heard, and then it was covered by the sound of thunder. Countless cavalry rushing in the dark like roaring sea tides crashed into the Khitan army formation. The war horses knocked over the big shield, and the cry of writhing pounced on the Khitan shields and pressed the Khitan shields under him. More cavalry followed one after another, and the war horses and people collided into a group at this moment.

The leader of the knight, Shan Wen Lianjian, smashed the shield through a heavy soldier in his hand. He raised it casually, threw the person and the shield away, and rushed straight into the gun formation behind him.

The cavalry behind rushed in one by one according to the gap.

"Grandmaster, leave it to the last general, you can go and reinforce King Yong quickly—" Sha Luqi turned around and shouted.

"What?!"

Behind the Khitan Army, Yelu Helu could understand Chinese language. The Han general's voice was loud, so he naturally heard it. He looked in astonishment and saw that in the tide, a general led thousands of cavalry around this side.

Can't let him leave!

Yelu Helu subconsciously thought that as the head of the Khitan, he was naturally brave and mighty, and even had to be taller. He immediately led the five thousand pishi army out of the middle formation, trying to cut off the road ahead of the cavalry.

"Stop them, stop them!"

He rode a horse and rushed to the front, constantly observing the other party's detour path. After a moment, he found the entry point. Yelu Helu led five thousand siege troops to accurately block the Han general.

The war horse on the opposite side showed no sign of slowing down. He swung the spear in his hand and wanted to shout, but the answer was the general on the opposite side who swept a heavy force.

And a dreadful roar: “Get out—”

The King of Yu was hit by a spear. Yelu Helu instinctively raised his gun to block it. With a "bang", Mars jumped up. He flew directly away from the horse's back and flew backwards to the knight behind him. The two of them rolled on the ground into a ball.

Before contacting, the Han army cavalry deviated nimbly to the Khitan charge forward line and walked around the direction. The Pishou army stopped, and the commander in the army was rushing to support Yelu Helu on the ground.

His face turned blue, and blood was pouring out between his mouth and nose. The spear that belonged to him was falling not far away, with an exaggerated curve.

This is not the power that people have...

The Khitan generals looked at each other.

In the distance, the array was still entangled with a Han cavalry, losing the command of the main general, his morale dropped sharply, and he was killed in a tight cup of tea, and he was killed in the entire line.

The Han Iron Cavalry began to divide this night and fought with the five thousand sieve soldiers on the field.

To the west of Dafangling.

In the burning military camp, the soldiers on fire shouted bitterly, running around in the camp, and then being chopped over to the ground by the soldiers supervising the battle. Wang Yanzhang's face was silent. Looking at the crumbling front line, he made a second preparation.

"Let the Khitans come in..."

Wang Yanzhang said softly.
Chapter completed!