Chapter 775: He didn't even dare to laugh at Lin Chong Wumou and Wu Yongshaozhi...
"The internal conflict between us and Zengtou City is indeed the Song people's plan! This Lin Chong is so scary!"
When there were a lot of torches and the shouts of killing began, Yelu was shocked and broke into a cold sweat, but at the same time he couldn't help but look happy.
He was no longer in Beizhai at this time. Instead, he took a group of the most elite personal guards and hid in the dense forest not far away to secretly observe the situation.
This decision was very decisive, which meant that he could abandon his 20,000 troops at any time and flee alone, not even caring about his biological son Yelv Zonglei who was in Zhongzhai.
But this decision is also correct. There is already a capable general Cheng Zhunahai guarding Beizhai. When the soldiers are not aware of it at night, the presence or absence of his brother-in-law will not actually affect morale. But if
If the Song army really broke through the stronghold and captured them alive, then the Liao army in Shandong would have been completely defeated.
Yelv Dezhong found a good psychological comfort for his escape, but then he regretted it.
Because the attack of the Xiangyong Regiment did not go smoothly.
"Come on! Kill!"
Li Ying, Hu Cheng, Zhu Long, and Zhu Hu each led the Xiang Yong under their command to fight hard to regain the low morale after the defeat in the past few days.
But their ability to lead troops is really mediocre.
For example, Li Ying is powerful in martial arts. He fights in front, shoots out guns like dragons, and the flying knives behind his back are even more mysterious, but he can't mobilize his troops. He is like the original Shi Wengong who works alone. He is not as brave as Shi Wengong, so he seems a bit useless.
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Zhulong and Zhuhu even learned to take the lead, but they just put their heads down and climbed up first, but Chengzhu Nahai easily mobilized his troops to block it. He also bent his bow and aimed at the past.
Li Ying is the strongest in martial arts, Cheng Zhu Na Hai is not sure, but Zhu Long and Zhu Hu are like living targets.
"Whizzing!!"
"ah--!"
The screams of the two brothers were almost in no particular order. When they saw the general who was trying to boost his morale being shot and thrown off the wall, the Xiangyong regiment was stunned.
The voice shouted: "Go and save people!"
With this voice howling out, chaos inevitably broke out among the rural warriors. Yelv De, who was watching from a distance, grinned heavily: "Do the local warriors also want to compete with our powerful Liao army? It's simply..."
The contemptuous words suddenly stopped, because a figure jumped out like lightning, came to the battlefield at lightning speed, grabbed Zhu Long and Zhu Hu, sent him back, and then said loudly: "Lin Chong is here, Liao Gou will die!"
In the dark night, relying solely on the swaying light of torches would undoubtedly hinder vision, but as soon as this majestic voice came out, there seemed to be a magic power that immediately united the originally scattered rural warriors.
"Lin Yiyong is invincible!!"
As fanatical voices echoed in all directions, under the leadership of this unparalleled warrior, the rural warriors twisted into a rope, like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the Liao army.
The familiar feeling of fear resurfaced in my mind.
The Liao people also discussed that most of the credit for the opponent's invincibility in horse battles should be attributed to the incomparable lion Cong Shang under his crotch.
That is to say, he was lucky enough to get a dragon colt. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a Song Dynasty man to be so skilled in martial arts that he could crush the Khitan warriors.
but now……
This self-comfort was crushed to pieces!
Strong is strong!
You are invincible immediately, and you are still invincible after you dismount!
Even without the restraints of horses, Li Yan's movement became even more ghostly. When the Hanji Spear swept across the Liao soldiers, his feet barely stopped for a moment, and he suddenly surpassed Li Ying and went straight to the enemy general Chengzhu Nahai.
"not good!"
Chengzhu Nahai had tried his best to avoid the beheading of his companions, but he still felt a cold wind blowing towards his face. The icy-cold killing intent seemed to be able to extinguish all life. He only let out a tiger roar, raised his spear with all his strength, and struck
Explode stronger combat power.
But this time Li Yan didn't give him a chance. At the same time that the Hanxing Soul-Seizing Thorn was thrust out, a majestic aura like a prison and a sea surged out of his body, suddenly crashing into Chengzhu Nahai.
At the critical moment of life and death, Chengzhu's body just surged with energy out of thin air, but was dispelled by this indescribable power. His own energy snapped, like a dream, and was immediately destroyed.
"This is how Qi consumption works..."
Li Yan's attempt this time was purely an attempt. He could clearly feel that a small part of his strength was being reduced when suppressing this Liao general.
Compared with 40 points of luck, this loss is nothing at all, and the attributes have not changed, but if it happens like this from time to time, no one can stand it!
For example, after the Liangshan heroes were recruited, they worked for the court, conquered east and west, and often rushed to the front. No matter how strong their energy was, they would be reduced. In the end, they finally returned to ordinary people and fell in pieces on the battlefield where life and death were uncertain.
It's a bit like "how can you always walk by the river without getting your shoes wet"...
The thought in his mind flashed away, and the tip of Hanji's spear had already drawn a natural arc, followed the thin line, and pierced into the throat of Chengzhu Nahai.
[Buzai Wuming (effective)]
[The highest attribute of Chengzhu Nahai is physical fitness, and the random draw failed]
In the eyes of both the enemy and ourselves, it is an all-too-familiar picture.
They met each other and killed with one shot!
When Li Yan glanced around with lightning eyes, the Liao soldiers had begun to disperse. Even Yelu Dezhong in the distance quickly shrank his head and murmured: "This Lin Chong is really brave enough to be the best among the three armies. There is no other opponent. He is so brave."
The regiment has only been established in Shandong for a long time, and it has already been used by it... Huh! It is not the blessing of the Southern Dynasty to have such a capable person!"
The guard whispered: "Your Highness, don't worry about what happened to the Southern Dynasty, let's leave quickly!"
Ye Lu Dezhong wanted to laugh at Lin Chong's Wu Mou and Wu Yong Shaozhi. After all, he had left Beizhai long ago and hid in the outskirts. But facing this situation, he didn't even want to laugh. He was even afraid to speak loudly.
, and immediately said in a voice as low as a mosquito: "Go quickly! Go quickly!"
Dark night has become the best protective color for escaping. In addition, after breaking through Beizhai, the Xiangyong Group will definitely search for his location inside. This period of time is enough for him to completely escape from Zengtou City.
He just thought about leading 40,000 Liao troops to Shandong, but in the end he ended up with only a few mounted guards escaping back to Yanyun. Yelv Dezhong couldn't help but feel sad.
Then the guards who were exploring the way ahead suddenly heard screams and were shot off their horses by an arrow.
"not good!"
Yelu Dezhong's expression changed drastically, he turned over and rolled into the grass. The bodyguards who were protecting him rushed towards the enemy as if they were dead.
Continuous screams came from behind, and Yelu had to roll and crawl again, even putting his hands on the ground, and rushed towards the dense forest.
Unfortunately, he failed and rolled down the hillside.
Fortunately, this also successfully accelerated his escape, and he even had great luck and fell into a small river, where he happened to hug a broken log.
From a distance, he heard Lu Junyi's loud shout: "Yelü Dezhong, the commander of the Liao people, must not have gone far. Search for him. Anyone who finds his head will be rewarded!"
"This Lin Chong can actually count on me to escape first?"
Yelu Dezhong was filled with horror and was in severe pain all over his body. He was bleeding and had several broken ribs. However, in a life-and-death crisis, he hugged the broken wood and walked down the river.
Fortunately for him, he saw another Wu Yong riding a horse on the way, and he also led a group of elites to search for traces of him nearby.
"God will not destroy me! God will not destroy me!"
Finally, after escaping two groups of pursuers with an exquisite route, Yelv Dezhong was washed to the shore. His will to survive overcame the pain. The slightly bright sky allowed him to see the outline of farmers not far away.
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When he arrived at the farmer's house, he found a donkey cart in the backyard.
Yelu Dezhong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered a certain legend about a donkey cart overtaking cavalry.
He is also the emperor's younger brother. People from the Southern Dynasties and Song dynasties could do this, so how could he, a warrior from Khitan, be inferior?
"drive!"
The donkey cart drove smoothly, heading in the opposite direction to Zengtou City, but the violent bumps soon became unbearable and he curled up in pain.
Finally, Yelv Dezhong knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely fall into a coma and fall into a situation where he could not control himself. He found another village in front of him, so he quickly stopped the donkey cart far outside the village to prevent the lost farmer from following the footprints.
Looking for it, then staggering towards the village.
"I took off my armor a long time ago and lost my weapons. In terms of clothing, I no longer look like a Khitan..."
"I'm proficient in Chinese, so I can pretend to be Han and ask for help... ugh!"
With this purpose in mind, Yelv Dezhong walked gently and leaned against the farmhouse's outer wall without going in. Instead, he listened carefully to the goings on inside.
The man in the first family had a rough voice, and the woman also had a loud voice, and her hands and feet were doing farm work quickly. He shook his head and continued to move forward.
There was no movement from the second, third, and fourth families. They should have fled long ago. Nearby is Zengtou City, which had been harassed by Liao soldiers before. There were countless people fleeing, but Yelu Dezhong had the guts to shoot them.
The feeling of your own feet.
Finally, we arrived at the fifth house. The husband seemed to be practicing shooting in the front yard. He had good martial arts skills and a loving wife, Mrs. Bao, which made him very interested. He felt that just hearing the voice was very beautiful and had a gentle temperament, which might inspire him.
Sympathy can help you escape from disaster.
"This is it..."
Just when Yelu De was aiming hard at the backyard, preparing to lie down in the straw and play the role of a Song Dynasty hero who was unfortunately injured by the Liao people, the sound of wind howled not far away.
He turned his head and was horrified to see a Taoist man coming in mid-air like he was holding the strong wind. Suddenly a blue cloud descended and looked down coldly: "Liao people, you are quite capable of running away. You have offended me in the past."
During the Song Dynasty, did you ever think that you would be in such an embarrassing situation today?"
"I am going to die too... Eh! Jizhou accent?"
Yelv Dezhong was already looking up to the sky and sighing, but when he heard the other party's accent, he regained his energy and keenly grasped the last opportunity: "I am Yelu Dezhong, the king of the South Academy. I don't know the surname of the strong man?"