3 Book Fan Group 2 The sky is dark and it is only a little over an hour before dawn breaking. A pigeon flapping its wings and landing on the wooden platform of the pigeon's cabin_&

Before the pigeon could stop, it was closed in a pair of agile and stable hands in his palm. His flexible fingers then untied the reed tube tied to the pigeon's legs and brought it to a secret room with an oil lamp. The silk hidden in the reed tube was unfolded. The person who read it was slightly surprised because the silk was not a secret text, but a text stamped with the military seal. In an instant, it was passed in the hands of the three people, and then stuffed it back into the reed tube.

Hiding in a man's bun, then two men rode on a fast horse, braved the drizzle, and rushed out of the hut like a whirlwind, along the muddy official road, until they met the messy hoof prints of the cavalry passing by. Then they hid in the dense forest. Although walking on the mountain road was time-consuming and laborious than the official road, they avoided the exposure of their whereabouts for more than an hour. After looking down at the top of the mountain, they couldn't help but take a breath.

"Is it a Liao soldier?" Zhang Fang whispered, subconsciously holding the horse and chewing it with both hands.

"Where are so many cavalry except for the Liao people?" Wu Xi frowned and asked back, "Is the troops surrounded by General Zhao?" His tone was a bit complicated. Zhang Fang and Wu Xi were both Song people. Although they were meticulous in the military intelligence department, they were ordered to stop Zhao Xingde from leading his troops to fight north, but they did not want to see him defeated and died.

"Except General Zhao," Zhang Fang murmured, "Which other troops here is worth Yelu Dashi's return to supervise the formation himself, and then get there quickly." He recognized the periphery of the cavalry from the Qianli Miles Miles. A group of cavalry with helmets and armor surrounded a huge nine-chariot flag. Although the rain water poured the flag tightly on the flagpole, he could still vaguely identify the huge sun and moon patterns. If Yelu Dashi had not arrived in person, other Khitan generals would never dare to erect the flag. The troops of Zhao Xingde, who were suitable for cavalry to gallop, were surrounded. It was an empty plain suitable for cavalry to gallop. The Song army gathered in a group under the impact of the Liao cavalry. The rain became hedgehogs. The cannons that the Song army was good at were completely useless. In the Qianli Miles Miles Miles, the Liao army was in full swing, and groups of cavalry were waving scimitars and spears, shouting loudly towards the Song army.

"This damn rain," Wu Xi smashed his fist to the ground and roared in grief and anger, "God of the Thieves"

In the Song army formation surrounded by the Liao cavalry, Zhao Xingde had handed over the mount to the Ya Bing. He himself stood on a pile of slightly higher soil, staring coldly at the cavalry attacking from all directions. "The firearms and ammunition are covered with oil cloth, and each battalion shall not fire." The military order was passed down by Xun and tried to open fire in the rain. Not only did it fail, it could also soak and waste medicine bags, making the heavy rain make the firearm useless. It also greatly reduced the power of the Liao cavalry to deal with the tactics of the Liao cavalry's rapid attack in the wilderness. The battalions of the Northern Expedition Army had already practiced many times. The musketsmen held the muskets with guns stabbed behind the deer antlers, and the deer antler wall was rapidly becoming dense and thicker with a discernible degree of the naked eye.

"Go ahead, move quickly." The commanders of the battalions, the centurion and the escorts shouted loudly, "Put the deer antlers"

"Put the deer antler" "Put the deer antler" The tenth captain led a team of soldiers to run along the gaps in the formation to the outside world

The soldiers ran to the back of the "Deer Antler City Wall", and tried hard to insert the sharp deer antlers she carried with them on the ground, and retreated along the gap to the formation. From the scouts, they found that the Liao cavalry was coming. The Song army formed a formation and waited for the enemy. In almost a moment, the outer edge of the Song army formation was filled with deer antlers, just like a dense forest growing on the ground. This jungle of deer antlers appeared extremely suddenly. In the heavy rain, the Liao cavalry rushed to the front, and the horses were either sarcastically pierced the chest and abdomen by the deer antlers, or refused to advance, and the heavy rain blocked their sight. The cavalry in front had to hold the horses in front of the deer antlers, and the cavalry behind them rushed forward desperately. The outside of the Song army formation was filled with messy cavalry, and they could not advance or retreat.

At this moment, a group of heavily armored infantry rushed out from behind the Song army. In the heavy rain, the large and round Song army used heavy weapons. Under the wielding, the armor was difficult to resist the Liao army's cavalry lost the advantage of galloping, and it was difficult to display their cavalry in the heavy rain. They fought with the heavy armored Song army to the death and were struggling. The front team suffered a great loss and dared not rush forward. They all rode backwards. Some of the cavalry in the back team felt comfortable, while others were still rushing forward in a mess. In the heavy rain and mud, many cavalry were knocked off by their own horses, and then stepped into meat mud.

"Kill," Qian Shen shouted loudly, struggling to slash a heavy axe on the front chest of a war horse. The cavalry was obviously panicked. At this time, he didn't use a scimitar to cut Qian Shen's head. The ten-man chief Miao Pingdi followed the situation and stabbed the Mo Dao at the waist like a spear. The Liao soldier and the war horse fell down almost at the same time.

"It's so good." Qian Shen shouted again and lifted the axe from the still struggling horse.

He was soaked all over, unable to tell which rain or blood was, making him feel like a demon coming out of hell. The sudden rain of the thunderheads had to go barefoot. They shoulder to shoulder, with heavy long-handed axes, maces, and swords, and brought up blood and flesh flying across the narrow battlefield of the ten steps in front of the deer antler wall. The crowded and chaotic people and dense rain curtains made people feel crowded.

There was no way to see the battlefield a few steps away, only the sound of killing, screams, war horses neighing, swords and guns were chopping each other, and the sound of rain and gold and iron clashing almost deafening, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and people died anytime and anywhere. Except for the robes and enemies beside them, Qian Shen could not see or hear anyone else. Covering the robes and killing the enemy became his only remaining sober. Even if his arms were sore and numb, he had to grit his teeth and press on his back.

"Kill, kill" his throat was hoarse and his head was a little dizzy. He suddenly pulled his shoulders by Dali. "Kill" Qian Shen glared at the side. Miao Ping, who was covered in flower, shouted at him, "Go, retreat, it's time for my camp to rest." Miao Ping was extremely powerful. Under his pull, Qian Shen staggered back. At this moment, another battalion of heavy armored swordsman shouted and rushed out Qian Shen, although he was breathless, his eyes were still staring at the outside of the formation. Although there were only a few dozen steps, he had stepped on the corpses of countless people and horses under his feet. Blood and rain flowed into streams on the plains. The soil around the entire Song army formation was painted with a layer of red.

Not far from the Song army formation, Yelu Dashi stationed on the earthen mound, he refused the umbrella raised by the guards. Under the heavy rain, he was soaked in the rain as the soldiers in the fierce battle. His face was as blue as the ones, and he watched helplessly as the cavalry surrounded the Song army formation in vain, but could not break the formation and advanced towards the Khitan generals who were called brave, but they retreated one by one, and did not dare to go up to the earthen mound to report to the emperor. He could only collect the remaining cavalry outside the Song army formation and reorganize the troops and rush towards the Song army formation again. However, in the heavy rain, the Song army formation was as difficult as an iron walnut. The fierce attack of the Liao cavalry was quickly exhausted, and the morale was getting lower and lower.

"This is a damn strong wind and heavy rain," a general in the palace tent cursed with his teeth, "If he could pull the bow and shoot arrows, Song Zhu would have been defeated long ago." As soon as he finished speaking, Yelu Dashi glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold. The general felt as if he was being scraped by a knife, and he immediately stopped talking.

Yelu Tiege cursed an idiot inwardly and looked up at the sky. The heavy rain seemed like a pouring rain. The summer rain was violent and rapid. Once the rain stopped, what advantage could it be obtained by using cavalry to shoot against the Song army's firearms? Although there were many cavalrymen in the Liao army, the battlefield outside the Song army's formation could not be set off at all. The Liao army that directly attacked the large formation was even smaller than the number of people defending the Song army. The land of Song State was thicker and sticky. After the heavy rain, it would be muddy. The infantry defending on the spot might not care. The cavalry would run very hard. Cao Di led more than 100,000 troops, only one or two days away from Zhao Xingde's troops. There were tens of thousands of elite cavalry in the Xia Kingdom under the command of Wujie. Yue Fei and Han Shizhongshan used tricks and deceits. If they suddenly appeared on the battlefield, the Liao army would suffer a great loss.

The war lasted for an hour. After a hard battle, the Liao cavalry still could not break through the Song army formation. In addition to the retreating people, more and more casualties, the warriors suffered more and more accidental attacks. However, it turned into a trap that consumed the lives of the Khitan warriors. The rain gradually dissipated from small to large, and from large to small. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sunlight shot down through the clouds. The heaven and earth seemed to suddenly brighten many. In the mud outside the Song army formation, the bodies of Liao soldiers and horses were also particularly eye-catching and obvious. In the rain, they insisted on attacking the Song army formation, almost completely exhausted their morale and horsepower. The cavalry that were exhausted and still rushing towards the Song army's antlers were the best warriors in the Khitan tribe. There were many warriors who fell on this bloody mud forever.

"If you don't fight, don't attack the formation. The battle is wrong with me." Yelu Dashi's eyes flashed deep pain and sighed, "Send orders, withdraw troops." Yelu Tiege also nodded. A group of generals surrounded Yelu Dashi and went down the hill. Hu Zuo horns were blowing up. Teams of Liao soldiers began to turn around their war horses. They slowly retreated north. The Song army guarded behind the deer antlers. They cautiously did not pursue the Liao army immediately. Although they were exhausted, they were six legs after all. The cavalry retreated very quickly. Not long after, only the bodies of the Song army and the corpses of the ground were left on the battlefield.

In the dense forest in the distance, the two military intelligence departments were stunned and had no time to avoid the rainfall flowing down the leaves.

"This is," Zhang Mang said in a low voice, "Is this the army of Song State?"

"This is General Zhao's army." Wu Xi wiped his face, "General is the courageous army of the army is like the power of the general." He unconsciously held his hair and smiled bitterly, "Since there is such a momentum, the army that is raided by cavalry and can fight to the death and will not retreat, it is impossible for a military order to stop it." Zhang Fang nodded, the rain flowed down his cheeks, and a feeling of inexplicable loss rose in his heart.

The author added a chapter on his journey, which is considered a small apology.

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