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Chapter 993

 The Khitan people really showed no mercy to those who rebelled against them, and they killed them ruthlessly.

The Khitan cavalry rushed into every camp on horseback, waving sabers, bones, and iron spears at will, and threw dense arrows at the weak herdsmen, enjoying the pleasure of bullying the weak.

To attack the few with more is the essence of the art of war, not to mention a surprise attack?

Xi Ren is indeed unlucky.

The tents were burning, cattle, sheep and horses were running around, women and children were shouting in panic...

A man rushed out with a hunting bow and spear, but was quickly shot to the ground by a dense barrage of arrows.

The old man with white hair and beard knelt on the ground, loudly begging the Khitans to forgive their sins.

The cavalry galloped past him, and an old head flew high into the air.

The hound rushed out of the tent, bared its teeth at the intruder, but quickly ran away with its tail between its legs and whimpering.

In this situation, there is nothing it can do.

The Khitan people were so cruel, as if they were dealing with a thousand-year feud, showing no mercy.

Basically, they killed the adult men, loaded the women, children, and belongings into carriages and sent them away.

There is no doubt that this was an attempt to uproot King Xi Quzhu's influence, so he was extremely ruthless.

In fact, they have been doing this since the day before yesterday.

When encountering Xi people in the wild, they will always deal with them in this way, and they are extremely cruel. In the past few days, they have been sending captured women, children, cattle, sheep, and property from various tribes to the east. For this reason, they are almost running out of troops.

Overall, Yelvshenechi's troops now only have a little over 2,000 troops, which is actually not that many.

But their advantage is that they are gathered together, and because of years of war, their combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of ordinary tribes. After a surprise attack, the Xi people completely lost the courage to resist, and they all retreated into the city, waiting for unknown reinforcements.

The Khitans had no interest in storming the city.

They rode horses and walked in the mountains, river valleys, and grasslands outside Yuyi Town, searching for herdsmen in hiding, just like locusts passing through, causing serious disasters.

Occasionally, they can attract a group of Xiren herdsmen who rush out to fight in anger, but they are quickly wiped out by their skilled killing techniques.

They easily controlled the rhythm of the battlefield and seemed to have invincible crushing power.

"Go to Zhu, you tried every possible means to lure the people. Now they are in trouble and you can't protect them. What kind of man are you? If you have the guts, come out and fight with me. I think of you as an old man. I will give you a hand. If you dare,

Don't you dare?" Yelvshenechi shouted as he rode his horse in a circle around Yuyi Town.

The Khitan sergeants laughed loudly after hearing this. There were many bloody heads hanging on both sides of their saddles, as if they were making a ruthless and cruel taunt. On the grassland, the weak do not deserve to live!

Su Zhi's face turned red with embarrassment, and he subconsciously wanted to go to the city to fight. Even if he died in battle, it would be better than suffering from this cowardice.

Qu Zhu grabbed his son and said, "I have endured it for so many years, why not endure it for two more days?"

Su Zhi shook off his father's hand, obviously unhappy, but he did not go out to die after all.

Yelvshenechi walked around the outside of the city twice more, but when he saw that he could not deceive anyone, he gave up. He waved his whip and disappeared into the distance.

If you don't want to come out, there's no point in staying here. It's better to go to the wild and be happy.

At the same time, the envoy had already hurried north to contact Yelu's main force who wanted to stabilize the situation.

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Yelu Yuwen arrived at Tanshan Mountain more than a day later than Xieniechi.

He has more than 10,000 cavalry on his side, and he is relatively strong. Moreover, he is a very cautious person. He has been carefully controlling the marching speed, and has sent many scouts and rangers on the periphery, pushing the warning range to more than a hundred miles away to ensure that

No one can raid them.

After receiving the news from Xieniechi midway, he finally felt relieved, accelerated his march, and arrived at Tanshan Mountain on the ninth day of August.

"What a magnificent palace!" Yelu Yuwen looked at the palace that took a lot of manpower and material resources to build, and praised: "It is almost comparable to the palace in Khan City."

This Khan's city is not that Khan's city.

The earliest capital of the Khitan was the Qishou Khan City built by various ministries more than 500 years ago, located on the upper reaches of Huangshui River. Unfortunately, the ancestral land was later taken away by the Xi people, and the Khan City was gradually abandoned, and the Xi people abandoned it.

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Today's Khan City is located in the lower reaches of Huangshui River, where the tent of Hende Khan Khan is located. The regulations are very large, and the Khan's palace is also located in the city.

"If you want to be stable, why don't you rob this palace?" relatives and subordinates said one after another.

Their eyes glowed red, which was the desire for wealth.

Yelu Yuwen stopped the blind actions of his subordinates and ordered: "Sweep the surrounding areas first and plunder cattle and sheep. We have almost used up the dried meat and cheese we carried with us. If we don't collect good food first, are we going to fight on an empty stomach?"

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When everyone heard this, they stopped talking nonsense and acted separately.

Their methods were not much different from those of Yelvshenechi. Anyway, they were robbing and killing, and this was also the consistent behavior of various grassland tribes.

Yelu Yuwen had already heard about the situation in Yuyi Town. The Xia thieves were indeed unprepared and their troops were very sparse. After being attacked by them like this, they basically had no ability to resist.

The only thing that makes people unhappy is that they actually built a city.

The city can provide the most basic protection, so that the nobles of the tribe will not be wiped out in one fell swoop, which has many benefits. But this is the style of the Tang Dynasty. On the grassland, generally only khans or nobles will build cities, which is obviously not the case.

Although there were only thousands of tents, he actually spent a lot of time building the city, which surprised him very much.

"Death to the thief!" A loud shout suddenly came from the front.

Yelu Yuwen came back to his senses and looked intently, only to see that the gate on the outer wall of Xianyou Palace had been opened, and a general rushed out with hundreds of horses.

Before Yelu could give the order, a tribal chief with his own troops and horses came forward to meet him. After a while, a second person couldn't hold himself back and rushed forward with his troops to outflank him.

The two sides started a fierce battle in front of Xianyou Palace.

Tuoba Jin held up his horse and led hundreds of cavalrymen to collide with the oncoming enemy.

This is an atypical prairie cavalry battle.

The two sides clashed passionately with long and short weapons. In just one encounter, more than a hundred people were lying down on each side.

The corners of Yelu's mouth twitched slightly as he tried to stabilize himself.

Crash against the enemy head-on, and use spears, bones, and sabers to tear the enemy's formation to pieces. This is a weapon they have developed to deal with the Tatars, and it can often achieve miraculous results.

However, the Dangxiang cavalry is too Centralized. Mounted shooting may even be their weakness, and frontal killing is their specialty. What's more, many "Dangxiang" cavalry still wear Tang Dynasty buns and black turbans, and they are in a hurry.

What he shouted below was Tang Dynasty Mandarin. Is he really a Party member?

The rush continues.

The two sides, which each lost a large number of riders, collided head-on. They passed each other, and when the people and horses were mixed, corpses fell like rain again.

It's like playing a game of coward, whoever blinks first loses.

Yelu wanted to be impatient, so he waved his hand, and someone immediately ran out to deliver the order. After a while, four thousand Xi cavalry rushed out, trying to outflank the party members from the rear.

Tuoba Jin noticed the Khitan people's movements.

There were more and more enemies on the battlefield, and there were fewer and fewer men around him. He roared, and Ma Shan picked up a Khitan chieftain and threw him hard.

"Retreat!" Tuoba Jin abandoned his horse, looked back and shot three arrows in a row, all of which were in vain. Then without looking back, he rushed back to the Xianyou Palace with more than two hundred remaining knights.

"Boom!" The city gate suddenly closed, and a large group of sergeants stood at the top of the city. They fired their bows and crossbows in unison, forcing back enemies who came too close. They cooperated in a tacit understanding.

"According to the people of the Tang Dynasty, this is to measure our weight." Yelu Yuwen frowned and looked at the bloody battlefield, and said: "What kind of tribe is this? So difficult to deal with? It seems that its tribe has been in a war and fought against each other.

Not unfamiliar at all.”

No one could answer him.

The Khitan and Xi tribe chiefs have not fully recovered from the battle just now.

The party members seem to be quite capable of fighting. This doesn't seem to be a good sign.

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How far is it from Guizhou to Yuyi Town? More than two hundred miles.

After receiving the order, Liu Zijing immediately abandoned the tasteless Guizhou City and ordered the entire army to march north.

The soldiers emerged from the ravines one after another and began to gather.

Every time a group of people gathered, a group of people headed north. The soldiers ran in front, and the auxiliary soldiers followed behind with their luggage. Everyone didn't bring much food left. The cattle and sheep had been eaten long ago, and the rest was thrown away.

In the mountains of the state, let them fend for themselves.

At this time, the entire army only had enough food to last about five days, but no one hesitated. As soon as they received the order, they followed the officers and headed straight to the north.

On August 12, the army marched north to a place more than ten miles away from Yuyi Town.

Along the way, you can already see the corpses of people and animals lying dead on the ground. Burning ashes can be seen everywhere, broken bow tips, swords are randomly thrown on the ground, and occasionally abandoned vehicles can be seen, with their frames covered with blood.

Another huge plume of smoke rose in the distance.

The scouts haven't sent back any news yet, but there's no need for them to do so. Everyone knows what happened there.

"Dismount and replenish water." Liu Zijing got off the horse and threw the empty horse to his soldiers.

The two thousand sergeants following him dismounted silently. After assigning some warnings, they sat on the ground, opened the package, took out the dried meat, and drank water mixed with milk powder to replenish their strength.

The scouts came back one after another.

Their news did not surprise anyone, there were Khitans looting.

Liu Zijing did not make any move and continued to eat and drink.

After the people and horses had almost rested, he stood up calmly and said: "Put on your armor and mount your horse!"

The sergeants immediately took action, either putting on their armor with the help of the auxiliary soldiers, or putting on each other's armor in pairs. After a while, except for a few auxiliary soldiers who stayed behind to gather the horses, the rest followed Liu Zijing and carefully urged the horses forward.

The north wind blew over with grass clippings.

One thousand five hundred fine knights roamed among the grass half as tall as a man.

Their marching speed was not fast, it could even be called slow, and the distance between them was also wide.

The wind blows louder and louder, and the flags are flying and changing constantly.

Looking down from the air, the widely dispersed cavalry gradually gathered together, and their speed gradually increased.

It can be seen that this is an experienced old army.

They marched silently, without any unnecessary movements, without wasting any physical strength or horsepower, without any influence from the outside world, and marched strictly according to their own rhythm.

The Khitans seemed to have discovered this cavalry unit that was quietly attacking, and many people ran back to report it.

The scout rangers surrounded him from afar, but did not dare to get too close.

The flag changed again.

The 1,500 cavalry were divided into three waves, front, middle and back, like magic, and they were getting closer to each other.

"Boom!" The sound of horse hoofbeats gradually became more intensive, which was a sign that the cavalry was speeding up.

More and more Khitan people gathered around.

They seemed to have just completed a robbery and hurried over after receiving the news, their expressions full of surprise.

The flag changes for the last time.

"Hoo!" The short horses raised their horses forward in unison, almost drowning out the howling wind. This was the first wave.

The second wave of 500 cavalrymen followed closely behind with their horses raised at an angle.

In the third wave, everyone collectively drew their iron swords, raised their right hands high, and looked straight ahead, filled with murderous intent.

"Kill!" Liu Zijing shouted, breaking the strange calm.

The first wave of five hundred cavalry suddenly accelerated.

The galloping horses' hooves turned up the soil and grass roots, the ferocious knights shouted slogans of killing, and the long brown dragon rushed towards the loose Khitan people like an arrow from its string.

Their speed was getting faster and faster, the sound of killing was getting closer and closer, and then they rushed into the Khitan crowd with an unstoppable momentum.

Defeated with one blow.


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