"It is said that the people of the Southern Dynasty are weak, so why are they defeated one after another?" Xiao Tachi sneered. He waved his whip and ordered the cavalry on both sides to copy the Song army in front. The Hedong army seized the artillery base, and the Xi army and the Jurchen army retreated one after another. Tens of thousands of heavily armored infantry were fighting together. The formation of the charge Song army itself was also in chaos, and it was a distance from the slowly moving central army. At this time, if the cavalry used plagiarism to separate the Song army's front and central army, it might be possible to defeat the Song army.

The Khitan cavalry was the best at this tactic of plagiarism and partition. Suddenly, more than ten thousand cavalry rushed out, and the sound of urging horses was endless. The war horses ran wildly. The Khitan cavalry raised sand and dust all over the sky, and then rushed to the gap between the front and central troops of the Song State. The Song State infantry formation moved slowly, and it was too late to press it up at this time.

"Be smart." Yang Yanqing sneered and said in a deep voice, "The left-turned horse entangled the enemy cavalry, and the central army pressed on it."

At that time, the Song army's left-wing crooked horse formation rushed out more than 5,000 cavalry and divided into three waves to face the Khitan cavalry. The cavalry on both sides met on a narrow road, sandstorms and dust rose everywhere, war horses neighed, weapons fought, cavalry fell off their horses, and the horses that lost their master ran around. Under the obstruction of the Song cavalry, the Liao cavalry had to slow down. As soon as the Liao army slowed down, the Song army infantry formation accelerated to move forward, not only filling the gap between the front army, but also heavily armored infantry rushed into the Liao and Song cavalry group on the battlefield. "Kill--" Although the Liao cavalry was twice as many as the Song cavalry, they lost their speed and were forced to fight with more Song infantry. The cavalry was in front, back and left and right, with heavy armored infantry in the cavalry, with spearmen, long axe, sword, shield, and seven or eight people in a team, chopping down the horse's legs and chopping up the cavalry. Many Liao soldiers were overwhelmed and killed off the horse.

The vanguard Song army was greatly motivated and continued to rush forward. The crossbowmen behind drew their swords one after another and followed the heavy armored infantry into the Liao army formation. Like the Song army, when the Liao army was in battle, the heavy armored soldiers were in front and light armored soldiers were behind. As the light armored soldiers successively entered the close-up melee, the battle scene was much bloody than the heavy armored infantry fighting. One knife and one gun often brought a large piece of blood, and howling was everywhere on the battlefield. In this Shura field, serious injuries were equal to death. The Liao army was killed step by step, and the injured were abandoned and were quickly killed by the Song army behind. The wounded soldiers of the Song army could only stay in the battlefield full of dangers, trying to curl up to avoid the horses that were galloping past from time to time.

The Song army became more and more brave as the battle was fought, as unstoppable as falling rocks from a mountain. If the Liao army had not used the tactics of overlapping formations, constantly gathered the defeated soldiers, rectified them a little, and formed formations again in front and behind the front and back, resisting one after another, they would have collapsed. Even so, the Song army's offensive, like Mount Tai, defeated the resistance of the Liao army's infantry and cavalry again and again, and stepped forward to the main formation of the central army where Xiao Tachi was located. In order to resist the offensive of the Song army, Xiao Tachi had to enter the melee.

The Liao army's tactics were exactly what Yang Yanqing wanted. He controlled the rhythm of the Song army's attack, and repeatedly lured Xiao Tachi to think that sending another Liao cavalry to copy the flanks could defeat the Song army, but they were entangled by the Song army's kidnapped horses and the heavy armored infantry that came at any time. Gradually, more than 20,000 Xi army Juzhen infantry and more than 40,000 Liao army cavalry were actually trapped in a chaotic battlefield. Even if Xiao Tachi wanted to retreat, most of the tens of thousands of Liao troops would be left behind.

All the Liao army were in a tough battle. Except for the few troops who could temporarily repel the Song army, most of them were struggling to support the attack of the Song army. Xiao Ta frowned and stared at the battlefield. Suddenly his eyes lit up. The horse whip pointed to the rear of the Song army formation and said in a deep voice: "Five thousand cavalry plagiarized their retreat." Unconsciously, the Song army attacked for a long distance, and the entire formation left the cover of the cannons on the city. Xiao Ta showed ecstasy eyes, as if a gambler who lost the game, opened his trump card and found that he could turn the tables. But after a while, the Liao cavalry rushed out. Xiao Ta said with a red eyebrows: "The Song people are getting farther and farther away from the city wall, and the cavalry quickly plagiarized their retreat." There was still no response around him.

Xiao Tachi's forehead bulged with blue veins, he pulled out his scimitar and shouted angrily: "Quick——" Before he finished speaking, he said beside him: "Tong Xiao, except for Bai Diao Camp, Xiao Death Camp, there is no other troops to be sent." Xiao Ping suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to send Bai Diao Camp and Xiao Death Camp?" He just now reminded Xiao Tachi several times not to be trapped in the Song army's trick to lure the enemy, but Xiao Tachi was very worried that one more effort could defeat the Hedong Army, and he kept sending one Khitan cavalry after another.

Xiao Tachi's face shook and looked around. Apart from the more than 2,000 cavalry of the Baidi Camp and hundreds of infantrymen in the dead camp, there were no other Liao troops around. At this time, a chill came from his heart. "Oh," he said to himself, "It's said that the southerners are cunning. I'm not be able to fall into Yang Yanqing's plan." The Khitan cavalry is known for its speed and speed, and even if the Song army defeats, it will be difficult to win many. However, under the temptation of Yang Yanqing, tens of thousands of cavalry have fallen into a melee, and even if they want to escape, it's too late.

"Yang Yanqing," Xiao Tachi felt that his hands and feet were cold, "What a cunning Southern Dynasty." He felt a fishy smell hit his throat, his eyes turned black, and he almost fell to the ground from the war horse. Seeing this, Deputy General Xiao Ping did not support him. His face was covered with haze. Judging from this situation, it would be great if the 70,000 troops could bring back 10,000 or 20,000 soldiers.

"Detect the cannon!" Yang Yanqing said in a deep voice: "Let Wang Lin attack the enemy's formation sideways."

"Bang-" "Bang-" "Bang-" "Bang-"

Three cannons rose into the air, and three fireworks bloomed in the blue sky, making them particularly eye-catching.

The formation of the central army formation where Yang Yanqing is located is still stable. Tens of thousands of infantry and cavalry fight in this narrow battlefield, and the Song army has already gained the upper hand. Only 5,000 iron cavalry of Wang Lin's troops came out and completed the last attack. The Liao army, which was struggling to support, will inevitably collapse. At this time, the Liao army commander had only more than 2,000 cavalry left, and could no longer stop the actions of Wang Lin's troops.

Many soldiers and generals in the battle on the battlefield looked up and watched. Zhe Kecun, Guo Xian and other Song generals knew the inside story and were greatly energetic. "Kill," Guo Xian shouted angrily. He was covered in blood and had cut off two swords. Every time he broke, his subordinates handed him one. Hundreds of Song soldiers surrounded Guo Xian and rushed into the Liao formation. From time to time, some people fell down in a melee, and from time to time someone joined the battle group from other places. Xiao Tachi, Xiao Ping and others saw the Song army fired a cannon, and their faces changed drastically. Seeing this, the Liao army on the battlefield knew something was wrong, but they were still fighting desperately.

About a stick of incense passed, and there was no movement in the north. Tens of thousands of Song and Liao soldiers on the battlefield were fighting desperately. After two incense kung fu, the cavalry led by Wang Lin still did not appear. An unknown premonition surged in Yang Yanqing's heart, and his eyes became more and more serious. Suddenly, a burst of smoke and dust rose from the sky in the north, and a group of Hedong cavalry running at full speed appeared on the horizon. Yang Yanqing's face was a little spurt, and then he became even more gloomy. These more than a thousand Hedong cavalry not only had loose formations, but also had blood-stained battle robes, and many people and horses also carried arrows that they didn't have time to pull out.

"Not good, retreat immediately!"

Yang Yanqing said in a deep voice. The generals around him looked at him in surprise. At this time, more cavalry appeared on the low hills in the distance. Groups of barbarian cavalry shouted loudly and waved scimitars. Although the formation was scattered, they were extremely numerous. A group of hundreds of cavalry and a group of thousands of cavalry rushed out from behind the horizon and quickly rushed towards the battlefield where the Liao and Song armies were fighting. The dark clouds blew from the strong wind would appear on the battlefield in an instant, and it was about to cover the entire sky.

"Dang-Dang--" The Jin gong sounded, and the formation of the central army of Song State began to retreat slowly. However, the Song army had been entangled with the Liao army. It was not easy to retreat at this time. Guo Xian'er, the commander of the former army, heard the Jin withdrawal of the troops, and looked back with anger on his face. He saw the flag of the central army slowly retreating. "What's going on?" He shouted angrily, "How could the Grand Marshal retreat?" He cut down a Liao army that took advantage of the situation and roared like a mad tiger: "How could the Grand Marshal retreat!" The elite front army he led were all infantry, so he had little vision on the battlefield. All the chief generals and deputy generals could only act according to the order of the Jin drum, and led the soldiers who were still in control to slowly retreat. The Liao army was killed too much by the Song army just now, and did not dare to chase the large group of Song troops for a while, and only surrounded many scattered Song troops who were behind.

"Tong Xiao, Lord Xiao," said Mehl's personal soldiers, "Our tribe members are the banner of the Khan, and the Khan is here!"

Xiao Tachi suddenly raised his head. The cavalry in the distance were obviously the cavalry who had just come from the grassland. He finally saw clearly the totem banner of the Meerbo tribe. At this moment, it seemed as if he had returned to heaven from hell. "Eternal Life," Xiao Tachi said ecstaticly, "Blow the scoop and drum, you must entangle the Song army!" The personal soldiers below all beat the drums hard. When the Liao army saw the reinforcements, they were all very energetic, and turned the defense and attacked, and bit the Song army brigade.

"Damn it," Guo Xian also saw the Meerbo cavalry at this time. "The sky won't kill Liao dogs." He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva and looked back at the central army that was slowly retreating. At this time, the front army had already been deeply trapped in the Liao army formation, farther from Yunzhou City. When he retreated, there must be very few thousands of soldiers who survived the front army. Tens of thousands of Meerbo cavalry were coming desperately, and even the central army headquarters led by Yang Yanqing was able to protect it. The victory and defeat trend reversed in an instant, and he was in a desperate situation. The face of the elite soldiers and generals could not help but show a look of horror, and his morale was about to collapse.

"Don't do it," Guo Xian looked around and shouted, "I would rather die than be a coward!" He wiped his face, raised the long sword covered with gaps, and pointed hard forward, "A man with seeds, rush forward with me! Kill one is the other!" Hundreds of personal soldiers shouted loudly: "Serve to death for General Guo!" These fierce soldiers were brave and ambition, and the power of hundreds of people shouted shocked the Liao army in front of them to avoid approaching. The front army began to fight since the initial battle. Many soldiers were extremely tired and were deeply trapped in the enemy formation. Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, they simply moved closer to Guo Xian's group of hundreds of soldiers. Taking advantage of the sparse formation of the Liao army, in a short while, three or four thousand people gathered.
Chapter completed!