"Yes.4∴8065" Yelu Dashi nodded and said to the generals, "It's like two people tug of war. If we stick to the end, we will win."

At this time, Shi came to the tea soup that was used to drive away the cold in Song land. Yelu Dashi raised his hand and ordered all the generals to hold the bowl. He just drank it while laughing: "The imperial account has been sent to the Privy Council of the Northern Court, and ordered Yelu Tiege to abandon Zhao Xingde's troops alone and immediately lead the cavalry to copy the Song army's retreat. Calculate the distance, at the latest tomorrow morning, the elite soldiers of the Northern Court under Tiege's troops should arrive." The Song army has many internal conflicts, and after a few days of fierce fighting, there were many casualties, and the rest were extremely tired. Yelu Dashi estimated that as long as tens of thousands of Khitan elites joined the battlefield, the battle would be over in a few more hours. After defeating the main force of the Song army, tens of thousands of troops would turn back and take over Zhao Xingde's troops.

All the generals laughed, and Urgon, the commander of the Right Army, stood up and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty allows me to lead the cavalry to be the vanguard of the army, and join the North Court to attack the Southern Barbarians forward and backward to avenge the Lord Yanshan!" Yelu Dashi looked at him with approval and nodded in agreement. Even if he had a good relationship with the important Khitan officials and generals, he did not hide it at all, which made Yelu Dashi very satisfied. He often sighed that, as descendants of the green cattle and white horses, these Meerbo people still maintained the bloodiness and simplicity of the grassland.

Outside the imperial tent, the fire was shining. The clouds were holding the rain, and the soldiers lit a bunch of bonfires and baking clothes. For the Khitans who were used to dryness, wetness was the most unbearable thing. The sound of thin waist drums and hujia accompanied the songs came from the camp, which was some people gathered around the bonfires. After a whole day of rest, there were no new casualties and injuries, and the atmosphere in the army was not as solemn as in the past few days. Correspondingly, there were also noises coming from the Song army camp opposite. After a few days of competition, the Song and Liao armies were like two strong men who fell, feeling the other party's state at all times, and tacitly doing some rest at certain moments.

Just over ten miles away from the Liao Kingdom camp, the Baiyu Cavalry had been concentrated and rested for about half an hour. After a long journey in the rain, many strong war horses were exhausted, and nearly a quarter of the cavalry fell on the road. The soldiers wiped the sharp blades of the horse spears over and over again, and the camp was filled with an atmosphere of pre-war. In the distance, the sky light gradually dimmed. After heavy rain all day, the night was approaching, and the moment of attack was getting closer and closer.

Yang Ren untied the bow bag wrapped in oil cloth and carefully inserted the geese-feather arrows into the quiver. Unlike the quiver used by the Khitans, the Xia Dynasty standard quiver has arcs and circular depressions inside each quiver, so that each arrow will be in its own position. Even when riding a horse and galloping, the arrow feathers will not sway or even jump in the quiver. e^Watch the archer remember the position of the arrow in the quiver. With a grab, you can take out the arrows as you wish, and even clamp several arrows between your fingers to cast a continuous bead arrow.

The horn whimpered a few times, Yang Ren raised his eyebrows slightly, and the soldiers next to him stood up with him, and the war horses sniffed uneasily. Everyone looked at the flag not far away, and saw the flag waving forward and back. "Get on the horse!" Yang Ren shouted softly. Without any extra words, more than 400 cavalry pulled the mounts to their side and gathered together.

"General," Gao Gongmao held the horses that were leaping and trying, and reminded, "Will notify the people of Song State?"

"The storm army and the thief captured the thief have already taken their place," Wu Jie looked at the sky in the distance, "If you delay for a while, it will be dark. The wandering horses that keep roaming are killed, and the people of the Liao Kingdom will soon find out." He said coldly, "Put the banner. If the Song army knew that we were kicking the camp and did not send troops to cooperate, we would withdraw from the battlefield and let them be destroyed by the Liao Kingdom."

"Affect the order." Gao Gongmao nodded and made a "set" gesture to the flag-plaque official. The horn sounded again. The cavalry of the battalions set off one after another. In addition to a few scouts, the large group of people initially marched in columns, carefully avoiding the particularly muddy areas. It was not far from the Liao army that the battalions dispersed into horizontal formations when they rushed into battle. Finally, they unloaded the extra burden for the war horses and raised their horses. Not far away, the Liao Kingdom's stopping horses had already noticed the movement here, shouted loudly, and fired to warn.

The sky is dim and dark clouds are drooping. In a few quarters of an hour, night is about to fall on the earth.

"Crash the formation!" Wu Jie shouted in a low voice, Gao Gongmao pulled out his horizontal sword and shouted loudly, "Crash the formation!"

After a while, the flags were waving, and the Baiyu Army was in the middle. The rushing army and the capturing army were on the north and south wings respectively. More than 11,000 cavalry formed a cavalry formation and rushed towards the Liao army camp with iron hooves flying, and the mud and water splashed. Although the heavy armor was removed, the Baiyu Army was still caught off guard and under great pressure from the enemy.

Yang Ren breathed the strong wind that was coming from his face, bent down and stretched out his horse spear with the soldiers. A hundred steps ahead, the terrified face of the Liao cavalry was clearly visible. "Kill!" Yang Ren shouted in his chest, holding the horse spear tightly, and the long spear rod trembled slightly, but the tip of the spear always pointed at the enemy in front. A team of Khitan cavalry rushed up with their cavalry spears, as if they wanted to stop the Xia army's offensive. However, such a move was like a mantis armed to chariot, Yang Ren's eyes

He narrowed slightly, and the spear tip was facing upwards, and blood suddenly gushed out. At the same time, two other horse lances passed through the armpits of the Khitan cavalry. "Du!" Yang Ren shouted softly, controlled the horse with his legs, and let the mount give a little space to the side. When he cooperated with his long-term robe, he drove the mount to the other side, and the Khitan war horse ran out from the middle. The Khitan cavalry was still sitting upright on the horse, and it was only after a while that soft and drooping down.

The closer they got to the Liao army camp, the more Khitan cavalry they encountered. The resistance of the ten-person team, the hundred-person team, and the thousand-person team were all crushed in front of the tens of thousands of iron cavalry rushing. The ground was slightly shaken, and the torrent of the Xia cavalry rushed in when the Liao army closed the gate of the camp, and then divided into several stocks, and then into dozens of stocks. In the Liao army's camp, the war horses flew over and over, rammed and stepped on the panicked crowd. Some soldiers used long spears to lift the enemy on their faces, and another part of the soldiers threw the long spears, bent their bows and arrows, and specifically shot the Liao army in the distance.

Within the territory of the country, Hexi, Beizhou, Tianshan Mountains, Hezhong Land, and Tubo are all famous horse farms in the world. The people are happy and prosperous, and the style of riding and racing horses is better than that of the Liao Kingdom. There are many people who are good at riding and riding, and the selection of cavalry soldiers is also extremely strict. The Liao army camp covers a very wide area, and more than ten thousand elite cavalry are rushing and fighting left and right. The Liao army is caught off guard. Although there are tens of thousands of people, they can only run and fight. Although the commanders of each commander, the commanders of ten thousand men and thousands of men are brave, they can only gather hundreds, even dozens, and the army of more than ten people fight against the Xia army.

"What's going on?" Cao Di hurriedly put on his clothes, and his feet were wearing wooden clogs.

"Look at the banner and formation, it looks like a member of the Xia Kingdom." Wei Chengji, the staff officer, handed over a thousand miles of mirrors and said with a serious expression. Xijing Camp had confronted Xia Kingdom for hundreds of years and knew very well about its military system and habits. What Wei Chengji said was actually 99% affirmed. Cao Di took over the Qianlijing and observed with a calm face. He saw that the Liao army was in chaos under the disturbance of the Xia Kingdom's cavalry. When the generals in the camp heard the abnormal movements on the other side, they ordered their subordinates to wait for the battle, and they rushed to the central army to obey the orders. Cao Gu's face was gloomy, and Ma Jinzhong looked at Cao Di nervously, but he was afraid to disturb the commander's observation of the enemy and did not dare to speak.

"The cavalry of the town ** has gone out, it is Zhang Xian's banner!" Gao Gongmao suddenly said, "The flag of Yue Xianggong has also risen!"

Cao Di's face changed, and he put down the thousand-mile mirror. He saw that thousands of cavalry had already rushed out of the gate of the town camp and actually took out the banner of Yue Fei. "If the sky and the other party are not taken, they will be blamed, that's it," Cao Di turned his face to look at the generals, smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice, "How can my Xijing camp fall behind? I will be ordered by my generals and beat the drums to cheer for the soldiers. The army will come out from the camp. The opportunity must not be missed! The cavalry, the powerful cavalry, the cloud cavalry, and the Xiaosheng army will come out immediately!" He exhaled a long sigh, and the elite cavalry that had accumulated over the past decades of Xijing camp came out in full swing.

"Yes! Grand Marshal!" Ma Jinzhong was so happy that he couldn't stop and bowed to take the order.

The cavalry army quickly got on the verge and waited for a while after leaving the camp to line up. They slowly stepped forward with Weilu, Yunqi, Xiaosheng and other cavalrymen. At this time, the cavalry of the town had already filled the trench with firewood and broke through the fence of the Liao army camp. After confrontation for many days, the defense on the east side of the Liao army camp was much tighter than on the west side. Some soldiers of the town simply jumped off their war horses, holding big axes, swords, shields, and bows and arrows near the breakout gap, and swarmed with them.

When the Liao army came to fight, the other town cavalry rushed towards the depths of the Liao camp like the Xia army. At the beginning, the battle was very fierce. Teams of Xi army and Jurchen soldiers attempted to regain the gap from the town. However, after the Zhenzhou infantry formation and more than 20,000 cavalry from the Xijing camp came forward, the Liao army's resistance suddenly became much weaker. Even the iron barrel cannon that caused heavy casualties to the Song army a day ago did not exert much power.

"What? The cannon was actually lost?" Yelu Dashi grabbed Yelu Kuang's collar and asked sternly, "Where is Wanyan Zongbi?"

"No, I don't know." Yelu Kuang knelt down and said. He lowered his head and did not dare to move. His Majesty stared at him with sharp eyes, and he couldn't help but sweat. His Majesty disheveled his hair, his eyes wide open, as if he had chosen someone to eat, which was simply terrifying. "The cavalry of Xia Kingdom rushed into the camp. In addition to disturbing our camp everywhere, a team of people rushed straight to the cannon, Wanyan Zongbi, the cunning dog," he said with a compulsive attitude, "Seeing that the situation is not good, I will escape first with the Jurchen camp!" Yelu Kuang kowtowed while holding a bitter face, "The cannon, cannon, is over!"

After fighting with the Song army for many days, Yelu Kuang and Yelu Dashi understood the significance of the gains and losses of the iron barrel cannons. These days, it has been widely rumored in the camp that "It is easy to shake the mountain, but it is difficult to shake the Yue family's army." This song was originally compiled by the sign army, but later it was unknown how it was passed to the Khitans and the Xi people, which greatly shook the morale of the army. The Liao army was mainly cavalry and was good at attacking but not defending. Without the help of the iron barrel cannon, it could not control the strict military infantry formation. The Xia army's cavalry suddenly entered the battlefield, and there was no idea how many troops there were in the future. At present, it seemed that they could only retreat.
Chapter completed!