Chapter 133: The Decisive Battle of Famous Generals

The iron hooves stepped across the grassland, and countless war horses ran wildly, rushing into the Liao army camp. The Liao soldiers, who were not as good as the horse, were knocked down by the rushing war horses. The iron hooves stepped past their bodies, their bones broke and their tendons broke. They screamed and were stepped on by countless iron hooves. Their bodies were stepped heavily into the soft grass, and their mouths were constantly squirting blood, and they were unable to stand up anymore.

The heavy war horses crashed over, and the Liao soldiers fell under the iron hooves, and they could only hate the Shubu people even more because they had no time to get on the horse. Many of the Shubu cavalry rushed in and were happily slashing their knives. Suddenly, they saw a huge soup pot in front of them, but they didn't have time to stop the horse. They immediately hit the soup pot and knocked the soup pot over. The people and horses were so hot that they screamed in pain, and fell on the grassland. Together with the Liao soldiers who could not go around the soup pot, they were burned to pieces and were in great pain.

The aroma of horse meat spread from afar. There was nothing left to wait for the Liao army's rushing people. The Liao soldiers' stomachs had already started to growl. Smelling the aroma of horse meat, it aroused their ferocity and grief and anger. They simply rushed towards the Zhubu people regardless of their lives, raised their swords and guns desperately, and stabbed them into their bodies, all intent on dying with the enemy.

But they were hungry for many days after all, and they were galloping on the grassland for a long time in the morning. They were hungry and exhausted, and their strength was no match for the Zubu cavalry who were raising their strength. Under the fierce battle, a large number of Liao soldiers who were not as good as those who were slashed by horses were killed by random knives. Even the Liao soldiers who were stomping on horses were surrounded under the crazy impact of Zubu, and their bodies were cut off by random knives, and they were immediately dismissed and killed.

At this time, there was a chaotic and noisy scene on the grassland. Tens of thousands of troops were fighting wildly by the river. Countless people rushed over on war horses, stepped into the Liao army's ranks, rushed back and forth, killing so hard that they wailed everywhere, and blood gushed everywhere.

Chonggu is located far away from the battlefield, commanding the troops of various tribes to charge, and his heart is filled with joy and gratitude.

Last night, Luo Dacheng broke into his camp and told him that the Liao army had fled the camp. He dared not believe it. While ordering people to inform the tribes to get up and prepare for battle, he personally took people to the Liao camp to see what happened. Sure enough, after his subordinates rushed in, they only saw an empty camp and one or two thin sheep, hanging high, helplessly hitting the hollows abandoned by the Liao army with their front hooves.

Seeing this scene, Chonggu's spirit was greatly boosted. He immediately ordered all tribes to set off overnight to chase and kill the Liao army!

Although he left late, the people of Shubu had several war horses, galloping overnight, changing horses to chase after him. With his understanding of the terrain of the grassland, he was able to finally arrive in front of the Liao army, rest on this grassland, and wait for the enemy to arrive.

At noon, the Liao army finally arrived and stationed and rested by the river dozens of miles away from them. Chonggu heard the news and made a quick decision to let the rushing soldiers who had already cultivated their energy immediately set off and attacked to fight the enemy in the final decisive battle!

The various scrambled tribes who were determined to take revenge rushed into the enemy camp. The Liao soldiers who were trampling on the ground to rest, let go of the slash and kill, killing the Liao army in an instant, and they could not take care of each other's heads and tails.

As the leader of the Liao army, Yelu Huage was already full of blood at this time. In the past, he always joked that Xiao Hui, that idiot always forgot to set up camp, but was attacked by the enemy. Now he has made such a mistake and fallen into such a dilemma!

But can he blame him? He ran all night and fled, and when people were in panic, they didn't expect that the entire enemy would attack and rushed here to ambush the army that attacked him!

But at this point, Yelu Huage had no power to turn the world around. He could only watch the enemy galloping back and forth, trampling his camp in a mess, while many of his subordinates were driven away from all directions, and were already dizzy by countless roaring thugs. After being divided, it was difficult to form effective resistance.

The 30,000 cavalry guards against the 30,000 Liao soldiers, but one side was prepared and energetic; the other side was caught off guard, exhausted and hungry, and the victory was immediately judged.

When 30,000 cavalry stepped across the place where the Liao army rested, the dead and wounded Liao soldiers were everywhere on the ground, and the remaining Liao soldiers also sacrificed their lives to fight hard with the enemy. For a moment, the shouts of killing and wailing sounds spread across the grassland, shaking the sky and the earth.

During the battle of the army, even though Yelu Huage's martial arts were excellent, he could not save the defeat. He could only lead his subordinates to horses and run wildly, shouting loudly, ordering his subordinates to escape sooner, hoping that more subordinates could escape, so as not to be killed by the enemy.

Many Liao soldiers were already on horseback because they were far away and had not been rushed to the fortress by the enemy. When they heard Yelu Huage's order, they hurriedly followed him and ran towards the east.

Yelu Huage led the defeated soldiers and fled in panic. Around him, he surrounded a large number of defeated soldiers. He rode his horse and ran across the grassland with iron hooves, trampling the grass and soil, flying around.

Suddenly, a man stood in front of him, without saying anything, and poured the endless rain of arrows down at them.

There was a burst of sound, and a large number of cavalry beside Yelu Huage were shot by arrows. The tip of the arrow penetrated into the flesh. The horses under the climaxed and yelled loudly. They fell to the ground with a loud bang. The defeated soldiers galloped from behind and rushed over. The iron hooves stepped over them, trampling the large number of uninjured Liao soldiers to their bones and tendons, and they could not get up.

Brother Yelu Hua was already furious and raised his head and happened to see a sharp arrow hitting his face, shooting straight towards his throat, making a shrill whistling sound.

With the roar, the snow-bright scimitar was immediately unsheathed and slashed forward like a water knife, with a slight sound, slashing the arrow into two segments on the spot and falling in front of his horse.

Brother Yelu Hua raised his anger and looked at the archery enemy in front of him fiercely. At this time, the tall enemy was in the middle of a large group of people, holding a long bow in his hand, pulling the bowstring, and shooting towards him!

Brother Yelu Hua recognized this enemy clearly. It was the one who could speak Chinese who had a big battle with him last time and cut off his golden helmet!

After that war, Yelu Huage also investigated the origin of this man and learned that the man's surname was Luo, and he came from the Han area. He gathered a tribe on the grassland, and made a big splash in the battle between tribes, destroying other tribes, and is now a popular figure on the grassland.

Brother Yelu Hua has always hated the Han people, and he didn't know how many slaughtered when he attacked the Song realm. Now, when he heard that the two annoying things, Han people and Shubu people, joined forces to attack him, he felt even more depressed and disgusted.

At this moment, when he saw Luo Dacheng shooting arrows on the opposite side, he couldn't bear it. He immediately grabbed the horse's belly, rushed forward, and rushed towards Luo Dacheng.

Beside him, there were a large number of Liao soldiers, who were following him with all their might, shouting loudly, waving swords and slashing arrows, following him, stepping onto a large grassland, and instantly rushed to the front of the cavalry, waving steel knives, and slashing towards them.

Luo Dacheng led a large number of cavalry from various tribes to block Yelu Huage's escape, and shot dozens of arrows in a very fast manner, shooting all the Liao soldiers beside Yelu Huage's side off the horse. In an instant, a large number of Liao soldiers covered their throats and screamed, and blood rushed out of their throats. The tragic phenomenon was unbearable to witness.

Brother Yelu Hua was already scared and his personal soldiers screamed, which made him go crazy. Although his sword light was like water and as fast as lightning, he could only block his own man and horse, so how could he protect the personal soldiers behind him? He could only grit his teeth and roar, rush toward Luo Dacheng, and finally rushed to Luo Dacheng, waved his scimitar, and the cold light shot down, slashing straight towards Luo Dacheng's head and face.

Luo Dacheng quickly put down his longbow, raised his mace, and went up to meet him.

This mace is made of stainless steel. Unlike other maces, it has a thick body and sharp wolf teeth, just like a real wolf teeth.

This mace was obtained by him after shooting a Liao general during the battle. He felt aroused at that time and hid the mace for later use, but now he has indeed used it.

Although he was holding a heavy mace, his move was no less than when he used a short sword, and it was still as fast as lightning. When he was raised, the cold light just fell from his head, and there was a loud bang, and the scimitar had already slashed on the mace.

The cold light was like water. When the sword aura suddenly rose, the mace was split half an inch in an instant. The blade tip penetrated into the body of the rod, but there was no curling blade at all. If it weren't for Luo Dacheng, he had already spread the energy all over the mace, I'm afraid that most of the rod body would have been cut off now.

Luo Dacheng was secretly shocked, and the steel sword in his left hand had been handed out, stabbing straight to Yelu Huage's right shoulder.

Brother Yelu Hua snorted angrily, waved his right hand, pulled out the scimitar from the mace, and slashed it to the lower right. His movements were as fast as lightning, not slower than Luo Dacheng's movements.

The sword slashed heavily on the steel sword. With a snap, the sword body was cut off and fell from the air, with a trace of blood stained on it.

The blood was stabbed on Yelu Huage's right shoulder. Even though Yelu Huage's moves very fast, he couldn't resist Luo Dacheng's moves faster. In addition, he twisted his right mace with a sudden twist, and the power to seize the scimitar was passed, blocking Yelu Huage's movements. When the sword arrived, the tip of the sword had already stabbed into his right shoulder about inch.

Blood burst out from his shoulders, and Brother Yelu Hua roared repeatedly, resentment and angered at the care of his carelessness of not having time to set up his body protection energy. The sword shook and drew out a cold light in the sky, like flowing clouds and water, slashing downwards towards Luo Dacheng's neck.

The mace was raised and blocked in front of it. In the rage of Yelu Huage, the sword shot violently, and it was extremely fierce, slashing on the mace with a bang, splitting it on the spot, and the blade was deeply embedded in the steel body of the mace.
Chapter completed!