The news of the collapse of the rear defense line reached the main army, and the top leaders of the entire Song army were shocked.

Someone roared angrily, trying to tear the Liao army into pieces.

The angry voice was quickly suppressed, and the Supreme Commander maintained his coldest sanity.

Even the Song army's barracks did not know that the defense line behind had collapsed.

Just as dawn, Yue Fei sent Yue Yun from the Ming army to fight with the fast army, and the steady Wang Gui was the head commander.

Wang Gui personally led five thousand iron cavalry and rushed all the way.

The mission of Wang Gui and Yue Yun was not to not fight Xiao Duolu immediately, but to attack the rear without entanglement with Xiao Duolu.

Let Xiao Duolu really attack the Song army that was crossing the river.

Of course, Wang Gui has another task.

All the Song army exposed to the wilderness were cremated and some of the ashes were brought back to comfort the spirit of the Song army soldiers who died heroically.

Yue Yun is at the age of strong spirit, brave and full of spirit in combat, and is suitable for threatening Xiao Duolu with rapid behavior in the rear.

But Yue Fei was worried that he could not help but fight Xiao Duolu head-on, and fell into Xiao Duolu's plan again.

That's why Wang Gui was asked to be the commander. Wang Gui had a calm personality and would rather not win a battle than take risks easily.

What Yue Fei wants now is not to destroy Xiao Duolu immediately, but to restrain him.

The Song army was at a critical moment when crossing the river.

When Yue Yun saw Jingguan on the wasteland, his blood all over his body became irritable.

He asked Wang Gui for a fight and asked to launch a quick strike against the Liao army immediately.

But Wang Gui rejected it on the spot.

There is no exact number of Liao army this time, so he cannot take this risk.

Wang Gui had his own fighting style. He had already dispersed spies to pursue the whereabouts of the Liao army. Once discovered, the army would follow the Liao army.

If the Liao army wants to start a war, retreat.

If the Liao army retreated, they would attack.

Next, the Song army piled up all the comrades who died in battle and burned them with fire.

The flames soared into the sky.

Some soldiers' eyes were red, and they could only cry silently, but not cry out.

Some soldiers were still in Jingguan. When they saw their childhood friends, they joined the army, went to war together, and planned to go back to get married together.

Some soldiers finally couldn't help but collapse and burst into tears, while others also burst into tears.

"Wang Shuai, what should I do? Everyone's mood is a little out of control."

Wang Gui sighed, his eyes a little wet: "It's okay, let them cry, cry out the sadness in their hearts, and let every officer take good care of it."

At this time, there was another Song army on the wasteland, marching at normal speed.

"Report!"

A soldier rushed over on a horse and came to Wei Sheng: "Wei Dutou, the brothers at the 26th sentinel in front of him have already..."

His voice suddenly choked and he tried to calm down, "Everyone has been killed in battle!"

Wei Sheng held the saber on his waist tightly, and the blue veins burst out, and reason kept reminding him to hold back.

In one night and half a day, he had collected and reorganized ten sentinels, with nearly a thousand people.

These thousand people are elite soldiers who can be devoted to war at any time.

Because Wei Sheng's first place record last year was outside, many people in the army respected him very much.

That's why he mixed all of these thousand people.

He led the thousand men forward for ten miles and saw corpses everywhere in front of him.

The people at this sentinel were basically wiped out.

Wei Sheng dismounted and walked to a dead officer standing there.

The officer supported his body with a knife inserted into the ground and had been dead for a long time.

His brows were still frowning.

"Old Zhang..."

Wei Sheng's eyes were a little wet.

Lao Zhang's voice seemed to be still in his ears yesterday.

He searched Lao Zhang and the food he carried with him had been plundered by the enemy.

There was a letter in the armor that was stained with blood, but the words on it could still be seen clearly.

It is a letter to family.

The final letter!

This was prepared in advance by Lao Zhang. If he couldn't go back, he would leave it to his friend to take it back.

If you can go back, you will never show it to your family.

But it is also possible that you can't go back or send it back.

Wei Sheng looked at it and mentioned his mother, wife and children.

Lao Zhang has a son and a daughter.

His father joined the army with him ten years ago and died in the Battle of Xia.

Wei Xin saw that the letter also mentioned that he wanted his son to study at Hanwu National University like him, and that his daughter would study at Hanlin College.

Only knowledge can change destiny.

"well……"

Wei Sheng sighed and put away the letter: "Lao Zhang, I will help you take good care of your children. I will pay for them to study in the future!"

After saying that, Wei Sheng sprinkled the last sip of wine he brought on Lao Zhang.

Wei Sheng ordered people to burn them with fire, collect the ashes, and summoned several Dutou.

"The enemy may be nearby. We don't know how many people there are now, but the enemy doesn't know how many people we have, let alone have a team like us that has been organized. If we continue to incorporate now, our whereabouts will be exposed. It will take time to continue to incorporate, and we don't have much food and grass. Quick battles are the most beneficial to us!"

When he said this, everyone thought it was very reasonable.

There are basically all the top level here. There was originally a commander, but he was injured and died.

Dutou is the centurion. What they are good at is not tactics, but to take a hundred people and charge bravely in the face of the battle.

Still lacking in judgment on the overall situation.

After Wei Sheng said it, everyone felt that they had a direction.

There was light on his face.

After convinced these people, Wei Sheng began to rectify the army, arrange its formation and rectify its state.

This was the first time Wei Sheng really led his troops to fight. He should have been nervous, but he experienced the emergency situation last night.

After organizing this force, Wei Sheng took his men to find the nearby enemy troops.

Soon, he received a report from the spy and there was a Liao army with thousands of people in front of him.

He was overjoyed that there were 1,000 enemies, almost the same as himself.

There is no problem with head-on combat at this scale.

This group of Song soldiers were in anger and sad mood.

Wei Sheng did not make any plans to lure the enemy, nor did he make any plans to divide the troops and attack the west.

There is no strategy to fight this kind of cavalry in the wasteland.

It's all smooth and you're just fighting for combat effectiveness.

The war horses ran, and a thousand Song troops rushed forward and rushed forward.

However, when the Liao army found that the Song army was attacking, they quickly adjusted their status and began to line up.

Soon, I saw a red flying cavalry rushing towards me in front of me.

"Kill! Kill these Liao thieves without leaving any armor to avenge our brothers!"

The angry voice of the Song army resounded throughout the wasteland.

Of course, Xiao Duolu didn't know that someone had gathered a group of Song troops and started fighting again from the rear.
Chapter completed!