"Boom--" The muffled thunder in the sky had been ringing for a night, but the rain had not yet fallen. The clouds on the plains of Book Fan Group 2 were pressing lower and lower. The thunder and the sound of iron barrels were intertwined, which made many Khitans feel fear and lie in the tents to pray for the blessing of immortality. In the wilderness, Yelu Dashi whipped his mount and whipped it. The rider accompanied the emperor and rushed up a hill. Looking up, he saw that the empty field was covered with the corpses of Liao and Song soldiers and war horses. Two miles away was the Song army camp, and teams of people were under the eyes of the Khitan sluts. As long as the fish belly was white in the sky, the large group of Song troops would go out to fight. The Liao army and Song army had been fighting for three days for a long time, and many people were exhausted, but the battle would continue.

"Where has Brother Tie gone? It's just a hundred miles away, why haven't he arrived yet?"

Yelu Dashi's face was as iron as iron, and he frowned at the Song army in a mess in the distance. The Xijing army was originally timid like a rat. Yelu Dashi thought that just by intimidation, Cao Di would not dare to act rashly, but Yue Fei's troops suddenly broke into the battlefield like a mad dog, and the Xijing army also mixed in. It was obvious at a glance that the military discipline of the Xijing soldiers was far inferior to that of the Zhen**. However, the Xijing army was one of the four major camps of the Song Dynasty, with people and horses.

There were many soldiers and sharp armor. With the fighting force, tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Liao Kingdom were unable to resist. Yelu Dashi used the advantages of the cavalry to repeatedly compete with the Song army for the iron barrel cannon base, while urging Yelu Tiege to lead the elite cavalry to copy the Song army's retreat. The tens of thousands of elite cavalry led by Yelu Tiege were only a hundred miles away from Yelu Dashi's imperial account. If the horse was not stopped, it would be enough for a day. However, one day and one night passed, and Yelu Tiege's troops had not arrived yet.

"Your Majesty, the North Court Lord is coming from the news that Zhao Xingde's troops suddenly drove the camp south, as if they wanted to join forces with Cao Di and Yue Fei. In order to ensure the retreat of the imperial camp, the North Court Lord is in charge of the troops of all departments and makes every effort to prevent Zhao Xingde's troops from acting."

"It's Zhao Xingde again?" Yelu Yanshan listened impatiently and shouted suddenly: "Your Majesty, let me lead my troops to rush forward and kill all these Southern Barbarians." White silk wrapped around his forehead, which was scratched by an iron brigade when he rushed forward yesterday. The Southern Barbarian viciously mixed lead into the iron brigade. After a night, the wound still did not heal, but there were signs of fever and suppuration.

"Yanshan must be healed first." Yelu Dashi shook his head, pondered, and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. [This chapter is provided by you]

Suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced from the low dark clouds, as if a huge lightsaber was about to split the earth. Lightning bolts one after another, "Boom bolt" "Room bolt" "Crack bolt" "Crack bolt" "Thunder sounded like a bead, and then, heavy rain fell like a pour. The heavy rain came in great momentum. With the strong wind, the camps of the Liao and Song dynasties were in chaos, and the soldiers walked away one after another. The Xijing army, who had just left the camp, retreated in chaos. There were several other towns and battalions next to them that they did not receive military orders, and they still stood straight in the strong wind and rain, without any movement.

Lightning flashes in the distance were terrifying. The heavy rain fell, and the emperor still stood looking at the hills, and the important officials of the Liao Kingdom did not dare to avoid them. "Go back," Yelu Dashi frowned, "It's better to let the warriors rest for a few hours." Then the ministers surrounded the emperor like an amnesty and returned to the imperial camp in a mess.

Tens of miles away, thick clouds drooped on the ground, and the thunder was faintly sounded. I don’t know whether it was because of the thunder or the sound of horse hooves, the ground was vibrating slightly.

Under the siege of countless Khitan cavalry, tens of thousands of Song soldiers formed formations toward south. In the empty fields, dozens of battalions square formations were like chess grids, moving forward alternately. After each battalion reached its designated position, it immediately inserted its antlers to act as a defender. The battalion that fell behind immediately pulled out its antlers, and through the gap between the front camp and the camp, it went forward. After surpassing the front square formation, the soldiers inserted their antlers again as the officers called the order.

There were constantly bold Khitan cavalry approaching the Song army's formation. After many days of fierce battle, both sides understood the details of the other side. The Khitan cavalry abides by the rule of "in-routes without fighting", galloping horses to thirty or forty steps away from the Song army, while loudly intimidating and harassing arrows, hoping to delay the Song army's advance with the minimum loss. At the same time, the Song army's phalanx sounded from time to time, "bang bang" and "boom bang" platoons of guns were heard from time to time, and some cavalry were shot down by guns, and the rest of the cavalry were whipped away like frightened rabbits. However, they could not be separated from each other and returned with arrogance and laughing. Because of the harassment of the cavalry, although the Song army did not suffer any major losses, the speed of the march became very slow.

"Master, heavy rain is coming," Ouyang Shanbing said, "Do you want to camp and shelter from the rain?"

"There is not even a tent in the army," Luo Xianshi smiled, "One person is just a felt blanket, why can you avoid rain?" Lu Mingyu, Deng Yuanjue and other generals nodded. In order to reduce the baggage and not bring tents, the soldiers complained, but Zhao Xingde was the same as the commander. Over the past few days, the Song army has become accustomed to the marching life of sleeping in the open.

On the Henan Plain, the Liao army's solid walls and cleared the fields were extremely thorough. Without the food and grass transport behind, Zhao Xingde's troops could not stay in the same place for too long. Moreover, in just a few days, the number of rebels who came to serve suddenly increased, and the military supplies in Fan County suddenly became nervous. There were large groups of Khitan cavalry in front and behind the Song army. The Liao army blocked the four horses and horses. With the advantage of the cavalry, they almost completely cut off the connection between Zhao Xingde's troops and other Song troops. The news of the battle between Cao Di and Yue Fei and Yelu Dashi, Zhao Xingde was delayed by one day and one night before he learned from the Khitan prisoners. He immediately ordered to leave three thousand musketeers to defend Fan County, and tens of thousands of troops went south to fight with Yue Fei and Cao Di to cooperate to threaten Yelu Dashi's imperial account from the north.

"Each unit insists on moving forward. Although the Khitan cavalry comes and goes like the wind, we will rescue them when we attack them, so they have to stalemate and consume us here," Zhao Xingde's face was obviously concave, and his thick beard was like weeds on barren land. His throat said hoarsely, "Our army is extremely tired, but the Khitan cavalry is the same. Heavy rain is not good for cavalry. Our muskets cannot do on rainy days, but Liao dogs are also terrible. We also have big axes and gun stabs when dealing with scimitars and cavalry spears!"

"The general said, please don't care about Liao dogs," Lu Mingyu smiled and said, "We should go south and north to north." "Abide by the order!" All the generals laughed and bowed to their own orders. As soon as they entered the plain from the mountains, some generals were still worried, thinking that it was difficult to resist the Liao army's iron cavalry on the plain. However, these days, Zhao Xingde's troops had a strict formation. They were bombarded with guns from afar and guns, and the Khitan cavalry could not do anything. They were always under the threat of a large group of cavalry. Although the march was slow, the generals also understood that if they did not get off the horse to defend the important land and cooperated with iron barrels, the Khitan cavalry would not prevent the formation of tens of thousands of Song army from slowly advancing.

On the horizon in the distance, a flash of lightning suddenly hit the ground in the nearest direction, and the lightning made everyone's faces turn white.

"Crack----" The thunder shook his ears and deaf, the war horses neighed. After the Khitan cavalry was temporarily panicked, they saw that the Song army still maintained their formation and slowly moved forward, and then they besieged again. At this time, the ground trembled slightly, as if a group of cavalry was approaching. The movement of such cavalry when they rushed to the formation was completely different from the harassment of ordinary cavalry. Lu Mingyu and others changed their faces. Before they could warn, Zhao Xingde had ordered: "Form the formation on the spot!" As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of the cavalry had appeared in the sky. Compared with the Khitan cavalry that had been harassing around, these cavalry formations were only a blurry line in the sky and did not come very quickly, but they invisibly brought great pressure.

"The commander has orders!" Lu Mingyu shouted: "Wanquan Formation!"

"Form a formation!"

"Design a large formation on the spot!" "Form a formation!"

Since the Northern Expedition, the Song army of Zhao Xingde's troops have been fighting against the Khitan cavalry. From the commander to the commander of the battalion, to the commander of the ten men, and even ordinary soldiers, their vigilance against the cavalry was almost instinctive. With the shouts, the distance between the square formations of each battalion was rapidly shortened, and the original chess-shaped formation quickly collapsed into a dense formation. The cavalry, artillery battalion and baggage battalion of Yang Zaixing were wrapped in the infantry formation. The Song army was unscaling from swords and guns, and was ready for the rushing cavalry.

The sudden squadron of cavalry also surprised the Liao army. Some of them were reinforcements dispatched by the North Court and went to meet them immediately. "Damn it," the commander of the thousand-time men, Yelu Telie, cursed, "Are the cowards in Yingchang Mansion finally coming out?" A few days ago, because His Majesty's imperial camp was dragged by Cao Di in the south, Yelu Tiego, the Privy Councilor of the North Court, specially dispatched the troops of Yingchang Mansion to attack Zhao Xingde. However, Xiao Qi, the commander of Yingchang Mansion, refused because he had not been ordered by the emperor and could not leave the defense without leaving the defense.

The thunder sounded like a burst of lightning, and the "thunderbolt" kept ringing. On the open plain, the lightning was like a silver snake dancing wildly.

"To get some advantage, do you have to attack during a thunderstorm?"

Yang Ren was a little worried about looking at the Khitan cavalry in front of him. Many Khitans had sharp iron on their helmets, which seemed mighty, but were good guys who were hit by thunderstorms. "I hope I won't harm the fish in the pond, damn it." Looking at the Khitan soldiers coming towards him, Yang Ren subconsciously touched the iron mask, took off his horse's spear, and aimed straight ahead.
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