Chapter 1: The cool appearance (")

On a high slope not far from the Liao River, a man wearing exquisite armor and yellow wind was raising his eyes to look at the Liao River in the distance. Behind him were nearly two hundred high-headed horses, quietly guarding the knights on both sides.

The ice layer on the Liaohe River in May had already melted, and the army had to build several floating bridges to cross the river. Under the protection of everyone, the man clearly watched three floating towers on the wide Liaohe River with the efforts of many soldiers and craftsmen, and he was about to reach the other side just a little bit.

Facing the last little light at dusk, I saw a wave of dust flying far away from the other side of the river. The rapid-storming knights rushed to the river in an instant with their spears. At this time, many soldiers on the pontoon bridge who could not wait had already stepped on the pontoon bridge to the bank of the Liao River. Before they could step on the land on the shore, the knights, who were like a gust of wind, began to ruthlessly harvest the soldiers blocked by the river with their spears.

The sudden appearance of the enemy caused chaos among the soldiers on the other side. Many soldiers even missed to avoid the enemy's attack and fell into the cold Liaohe River. The cavalry suddenly appeared on the other side were like the ruthless life harvester, constantly thrusting out, retracting, stabbing out, and retracting. Sometimes the stabbing was too deep and the spear could not be pulled out. The knights did not hesitate too much, and still thrust the spear with the corpse again to the next target. The corpses strung together seemed so cold and ruthless in this increasingly dim dusk.

There were already huge sounds of war drums across the river. The knights in light armor followed the brigade and kept rushing towards the enemy through the floating bridge. While thinking, this was definitely a sound that could only be made by more than a hundred-faced war drums, and it was definitely a great cowhide drum.

He knew that the other party had finally reacted from the chaos. The other party was using this big drum to let the soldiers organize to resist their attack. The other party tried to stop them from surprise and attacking the other side.

A cold raindrop fell on the face of the knight. He knew it was not blood, the blood had a warm feeling, but it was a cold and wet feeling. He knew it was raining again, and the wind blew across the banks of the Liao River that was fighting, blew the flags and blew them.

The people on the other side obviously did not expect the enemy to appear suddenly. The pontoon bridge that had just been completed became a tool for the opponent to quickly cross the river to attack them. The cavalry had already rushed to the other side on the pontoon bridge that had just been built. The smoke and dust rushed up behind them, and their infantry rushed along.

The man wearing a yellow cloak on the high slope quietly looked at everything in front of him and said softly, "It's raining!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind and clouds changed, the rivers and mountains changed color, and the clouds were covered with clouds. Countless lightnings struck down from the air. Behind a panicked soldier craftsman on the west bank of the Liao River, a white horse and white robe leaped out with lightning, holding a long spear in his hand, waving loudly, shouting loudly, and the cavalry that had just rushed up on the opposite side was also shocked by this indomitable momentum.

Behind this young general who was wearing such a conspicuous white robe and riding a white horse, eight or nine riders were closely following the eight or nine riders, each holding spears, opening and closing left and right, waving up and down. For a moment, the blockers were invincible, and a counterattack came on this huge battlefield.

It was like a huge rock in the flood, and they rushed upwards. Under their counterattack, more soldiers immediately formed a small formation with a few people behind and counterattacked the enemy.

At this moment, the drums and horns in the back formation sounded, and the generals of the commander-in-chief finally ordered the infantry to form a spear formation, and with neat steps, they squeezed towards the river bank like a copper wall. On both sides of the spear formation, a large number of knights rode by the war horses, and they began to attack from both sides.

The cavalry that rushed over was the raided, and their infantry were still hundreds of steps away from the Liaohe River. Although they had unexpectedly rushed across the pontoon bridge with the high maneuverability of the cavalry, they finally could not withstand the increasing pressure. Under the continuous raid of the spear formation and the cavalry on both sides, knights fell from the horse from time to time and were trampled into mud by the galloping horse hooves.

The former white-robed young general also felt the pressure he was facing was much more relaxed. He was rushing to the sky and shouted a long roar, leading the left and right riders like tigers down the mountain, rushing left and right, and no one could stop him any more. His eyes were staring at a leading general in the opponent's formation.

The situation on the battlefield soon changed subtly. The cavalry that had attacked before could not wait for the infantry to respond, and could no longer resist the opponents with an overwhelming advantage in front of them, and began to retreat one after another.

The cavalry general who led the air strike knew that they had been caught by the enemy's record of seducing the enemy. It turned out that the other party had already set up such a trap waiting for their arrival. There were only three floating bridges across the river. Although the cavalry and horses were fast, it was not so easy to retreat across the river in a short time. In order to retreat smoothly, they could only keep leaving people and horses to stop the pursuers on the river bank. However, these people could not stop them for a few minutes for the enemies chasing like a tide.

Another lightning flashed in the sky, and the white young general was shining by the bright and dazzling lightning lightning. The bright light armor on his body reflected a dazzling light. Many knights who were rushing to retreat just turned around and were illuminated by the dazzling light.

The knights who came raided quickly came, but were defeated quickly. Before their infantry lined up to support, the army behind had already arrived under the leadership of the white-robed young general who was like a god. The poor infantry had been rushing all the way for so long, and finally ran to the riverside, but before they could stop and line up their formation, they were already chasing their own cavalry.

The cavalry in front just passed, and the cavalry in the black crow behind him, with the rumbling sound of horse hooves, came again under the guidance of a dazzling white knight. A long spear, a horse spear, a long sword, and a scimitar, had already arrived head-on before they could react. After dodging one, another roared from behind, and then the knight would not look at the result of the battle, but he followed the white-robed young general all the way.

The man on the high slope on the far side of the river bank turned to the helmets and armor behind him and kept watching the generals in the distance, saying, "Dear friends, who can tell me who was the white-robed young general was just now? Such bravery is really comparable to Zhao Zilong, Changshan, Three Kingdoms!" After saying that, he turned his cold expression and stroked his long beard and laughed.

The tall Liaodong City is close at hand, but the more than 30,000 people who went out of the city to attack the Great Sui River Crossing Army could no longer return to the Liaodong City. The dozens of miles from the Liaohe River to the Liaodong City became a road full of blood of Goguryeo soldiers. They fell into the trap of the Sui people, and the Great Sui army had long been waiting for them. The Sui army's initial reaction by the Liaohe River was to lead them deeper and not give them the opportunity to form a formation with the shore and defend on the shore.

"Who said that Goguryeo is very strong?"

At the place where the arrow was taken down by Liaodong City, the young general in white robe stood with several knights who had been following him and looked provocatively at the Goguryeo people on the city. A Lu Shi, who was about thirty years behind him, looked proudly at the last headless cavalry under the horse that he had chopped to the ground by him. The tall war horse of the Goguryeo cavalry was now holding his hand. As for the head of the knight, he inserted his spear on it and protested and provoked the defenders in Liaodong City.

Another big man with a bearded face, Mao Yili ignored him. He was standing on the corpse of the seemingly general on the ground and searching for it. After a long time, except for a few pieces of gold and silver, he could not find anything that could prove his identity. He was so angry that he took off the armor on the corpse in anger.

Behind the white-robed young general, Chen Qing, a 20-year-old knight, looked at the man he had spoken before with some contempt. "I remember when the boss wanted to take us to Liaodong, some people even said that he would die when he came, and they clamored to ask the boss to take us to escape to Shandong quickly, right?"

"Someone can tell this kind of thing? The Goguryeo killed me more than 300,000 good men in the Central Plains last year. Of course, we have to avenge them, otherwise wouldn't we call the word "hero" in vain? If you find him out, we must let him admit his mistake in front of everyone, and at least we have to invite everyone to have a drink."

Chen Qing was just a young man in his twenties. How could he have said anything about an old man like Lu Shishen? He could only glar at him hatefully. Lu Shishen whistled indifferently, holding a spear, showing his might at the defenders at the Liaodong city wall.

Mao Yi tied the armor that the enemy general pushed down on the horse's back and smiled at the guy who could always fight for it no matter when and where. He turned to look at the boss Chen Kefu who was straight and squinting his eyes at the city.

"You are not righteous enough today. You came up with such a slutty idea. You put on such a cool armor alone and snatched my Qianlixue away. You are in a big light today. If you told us earlier, we would have gotten all over it. I was so envious of you on the battlefield just now, just like Zhao Zilong, Changshan, the storyteller, I used to hear Zhao Zilong from Changshan, the storyteller."

Chen Qing also said with envy, "That's right, that's the boss. Your heroic performance just now must have been seen by His Majesty the Emperor. I guess you will definitely be rewarded with a great reward in a while. Maybe you can be promoted from a team leader to a team leader. By then, the boss will be able to lead fifty people."

Lu Shishen said with a quarrel, "Look at your promising prospects. Today, the boss has made such great contributions. I think he is at least a coach. Maybe he will marry a princess to our boss. I heard that the princesses of His Majesty the Emperor are all beautiful and beautiful than the daughters of the old man in our village."

The young general in the white robe listened to the nonsense of the guys under his command and smiled, "Let's go back to the camp, maybe the team leader is looking for us."
Chapter completed!