Among the 40,000 cavalrymen, they were Liu Guangyi, Cao Bin, Hu Yanzan, Yang Shifan, and four commanders, while Yang Shifan was the commander of Youzhou heavy armored cavalry built with a worth of 10,000 gold.

Liu Guangyi is brave and resourceful in war, while Hu Yanzan is moving forward, brave and decisive, and is the most suitable for such a task.

In other words, these 20,000 cavalry were required, without taking into account the cities along the way, and they were only able to reach the city under Youzhou, bringing the greatest shock to the Khitans.

After receiving the order, the two of them ordered their troops and arranged the arrangements.

Hu Yanzan couldn't help but say, looking at the plain Liu Guangyi, "Admiral Liu, how about we march separately?"

"It's feasible!" Liu Guangyi thought for a moment, then said: "Let's gather together, and it will attract attention. After separation, the activities will be easier. When you go to Youzhou City to meet, don't be plotted by the Khitans!"

"This is the best!" Hu Yanzan patted the horse's buttocks, and then the horse roared, and his back slowly disappeared into Liu Guangyi's gaze.

Liu Guangyi smiled slightly, looked at the flat land, and couldn't help but sigh: "I've left for many years and am back now."

He was originally the great-grandson of King Liu Rengong of Yan. His great-grandfather Liu Rengong was captured and imprisoned by Liu Shouguang. His grandfather Liu Shouwen was killed. His father Liu Yanjin took refuge with his family and fled south.

Although he has never been to Youzhou, his ancestral home is here, so how can it not make people feel moved?

However, Liu Rengong and Liu Shouguang have been alive for decades, but he survived. No, I heard that the son of his uncle Liu Shouqi also survived. He once worked in the Northern Han Dynasty and was named Master Jiyong.

He was a little stunned after thinking a lot, never noticed someone around him.

"Admiral!" A sudden shout made him come to his senses. He turned his head and saw a young general coming on a horse.

"It's Jilong!" Liu Guangyi smiled and said, "You guy didn't even walk."

Li Jilong is now twenty years old and is the eldest son of the general Li Chuyun. He is a young general. He relies on his father's elegance to the martial arts hall and has served as the chief of 500 people.

This time he went north, he naturally had to follow him, which made him so eager to make achievements particularly excited.

"You didn't hear it!" Li Jilong said with a smile.

"Oh!" Liu Guangyi smiled and sighed: "Although it is a hometown, it is a foreign land. Let's go. We must let the Khitans show the colors this time."

Li Jilong looked excited and nodded heavily.

Manipulating the reins of the horse, Liu Guangyi looked directly at the land in front of him, his eyes full of fierceness. This place was not only his ancestral home, but also his place to make achievements.

Tens of thousands of iron cavalry roamed with Youzhou, causing huge ripples.

Li Jilong led five hundred cavalry and galloped on horseback. Next to them, a big man pointed his finger in front of him and shouted: "The commander, there is the Khitan camp in front of him. They snatched our farmland and turned it into a pasture."

"Look at this place, it's already our land, and now it's their pasture."

Li Jilong looked around and saw a small wooden village seal.

At the door, there was a small arrow tower and a simple gate surrounded by a group of railings. Inside, there were dozens of tents standing up, hundreds of cattle and sheep eating the grass, and dozens of women, girls and children were grazing leisurely.

"The farmland has become a pasture!" Li Jilong muttered, and then said to the big man: "In this way, your village will be flattened?"

When the man heard this, his eyes turned red and said, "Yes, the houses and land are gone. My parents, wives, children, and fellow villagers have also been massacred by them. I have only gone south to join. It has been almost ten years now. I have never dared to forget this place."

When Li Jilong heard this, he couldn't help but be silent, and then said in a deep voice: "You have not lived in vain now. The opportunity to take revenge has come!"

"Li Cheng, you lead your men to surround us from the left wing!"

"Zhang Qi, go to the right wing."

"The rest of the people, let me attack—"

Immediately, five hundred cavalrymen, like tigers falling down the mountain, rushed away. The Khitans were panicked and rushed to fight.

Whether it is military strength or combat power, they are not as good as the Tang army, let alone the surprise attack, which caught them off guard and suffered heavy casualties.

In less than a quarter of an hour, this Khitan camp, or stronghold, was scattered with blood, and almost all the young and strong, leaving many elderly, weak, women and children.

"Conductor, what should we do with these children and women?"

The soldiers below asked.

"Commander, kill them all, they deserve to die--" the man kept saying, his face full of anger.

Li Jilong looked at these children with resentment. In addition to fear, they were more hatred. Obviously, they had already remembered that they would only become enemies.

"Everything was killed!" Li Jilong suppressed his nausea. More than ten years of military training made him understand what decisiveness mean.

"No, Jun Ye, I am a Han, I can't kill my child!"

At this moment, a woman suddenly heard their words in the crowd and immediately shouted loudly.

"Bring her here!" Li Jilong frowned and ordered.

Soon, a woman and two children came over. The woman said excitedly: "Mr. Jun. I am a Han Chinese and can't kill my son!"

"Are you a Han? You were plundered?" Li Jilong couldn't help but ask, looking at her Khitan dress.

"Three sister?" At this time, the man leading the way suddenly shouted. He felt that the woman looked more and more familiar with her, and he couldn't help but tentatively.

"You are? Big Brother?" the woman turned her head and said in surprise.

"Sister Three, it's really you, you're still alive!"

The man said happily, then frowned again: "You actually gave birth to a child for the Khitan people? Have you forgotten the grudge between your parents?"

"I, I can't do anything!" The third sister lowered her head and said, "If I don't do this, I won't survive."

"Hmph!" The man looked at the two nephews with displeasure and said with hatred eyes: "These two bastards must die!"

"Brother, you blame me. You can kill me, but don't kill them. They are your nephews!"

The woman shouted, "Brother, please!"

"They are not my nephews, they are kids of the Khitans, the children of the father and the enemy!" The big man gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Why can't help her?" Li Jilong couldn't stand it anymore. He walked forward and said, "Women can't blame her. If the child is half of the Han blood, please stay!"
Chapter completed!