vomit--

Geng Qing held the tree and vomited bile in the forest. It was not that he was motion sickness, but that he followed the team quickly in a carriage for two consecutive days. In addition, the road was bumpy and the internal organs were bumpy in the carriage and uncomfortable. After getting off the car, he talked to the generals and breathed a gust of cold wind, which caused the organs to spasm.

After vomiting, the whole person felt much more relaxed, but his face was also scary. Dachun quickly handed the water bag and took a few sips. Geng Qing pursed his lips and waved to Wang Yanzhang and others, letting them surround him. After a moment, the map spread out under everyone's feet.

"My righteous brother has been biting behind Yelu Abaoji. The message passed was about half a day." Geng Qing always likes to explain things in a split manner. It was not the first time that everyone contacted him. Naturally, he could understand. "At present, we have been more than 30 miles past Tanzhou. There are no signs of an army passing by five miles ahead. In other words, Yelu Abaoji and his skin-crew army have been pulled behind by us!"

Li Siyuan nodded thoughtfully: "The meaning of King Yong is to set up an ambush before he reaches Gubeikou!"

“There is no reason to give up such a good opportunity.”

The embarrassment just now swept away. Geng Qing calmed down his expression and walked to the mountain road ahead with his hands in his arms. He squinted his eyes and looked at the rolling mountains outside. Behind him was a long winding line.

"After this battle, the border will be at least peaceful for twenty years!"

When the cold words came out of his mouth, the wind blew and his robes floated slightly. Geng Qing turned around and waved: "March!"

Walking onto the carriage, he pulled down the curtains. Dachun hurriedly rushed to the carriage and entered the torrent of running. The generals got on the horse and galloped, shouting loudly and issued adjustment orders. Soon, the scouts came back with the best ambush information. The army, with their commanders, scattered silently, stepping on dead branches and the sound of the decaying grass sank into the dense forest.

Looking at the slowly pushing sunlight, I held my breath and waited intently.

The rising sun gradually rises, and it is already a bright morning when it breaks out of the gaps in the clouds.

In the distance, the winding road at the foot of the mountain was a long line of running, with cavalry and infantry mixed, a flag of the sun and moon slightly raised in the wind, many soldiers lowered their heads in dejected manner, and many wounded people were supported by their companions. As they walked seriously injured, they fell to the side of the road and died. Everything they could use was also scattered by their passing companions.

This army of more than 30,000 people, with 20,000 people in the Pisces, is still intact. The remaining 10,000 horse-stairs mixed teams were chased by the pursued Longyou cavalry on the way to escape. The dead were dead and wounded, and the injured were still able to walk earlier. When we arrived at the back, the long journey aggravated the injury. The original 20,000 people were the only one left on the way to escape.

Later, he caught up with Xie Ma's Piss Army and barely stabilized.

"I always feel a little strange... These infantrymen can't escape." Yelu Abaoji had never suffered such a big defeat in his life. Even if he lost ten years ago, he could retreat calmly. At this time, he was defeated again and again, and this happened to the capital, and his suspicion became more and more serious.

"Your Majesty, drink a little water." Xiao Dilu respectfully handed over the water bag. Even if the emperor and the empress were not harmonious, he was still a minister. When he saw the emperor put the water bag to his mouth, he sat down on the stone and followed the emperor's words just now, "Maybe he was the one who came out in the chaos and always chased us. They were all tribe members. You can't leave them alone, right?"

As soon as he said this, Yelu Abaoji suddenly put down the water bag, and the doubt in his mind immediately understood, and he snorted coldly, attracting the nearby soldiers and generals to come.

"This is the plot of the Han general... He deliberately let these infantrymen go, to let them catch up with us, so that they can hold us back!"

Some Khitan generals didn't care. Yelu Haili spat the blood on his lips, "Your Majesty, if we pass Gubeikou, what if we catch up? The city is in our hands, can a group of cavalry still attack the city?!"

Yelu Abaoji did not answer. He was exhausted, his eyes were covered with blood. He had not had a good sleep since the battle. He was even rushing all night long. Not to mention people, the war horses had reached their limits.

Fortunately, it is only about forty or fifty miles away from Gubeikou, and Yelu wants to support it behind it, which can probably drag the main force of the Han army to Chengguan. As Yelu Haili said, what if there is no matter how elite cavalry is, can it still attack the city?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile and felt a little more at ease.

"I had plundered the Han people and the three states of Han people. Even if I was defeated today, I would return to the Khitan the next day. In a few years, when I go south again, I will definitely flatten Youzhou!"

Gu Liu

He pinched the water bag and took a deep mouthful, gritting his teeth and thinking. After a brief rest, Yelu Abaoji stood up and called everyone to continue moving forward. He still sent a large number of scouts to search the surroundings. He said it was relaxed, but he was vigilant, so he still had to have it.

The team of more than 30,000 people continued to move forward for a long time, about fifteen miles ahead, and the road was still the same, but the foothills on both sides were slightly close to each other, and looked narrow.

It is midsummer, and the forests on both sides are dense, with overlapping branches and leaves swaying slightly in the gentle wind, and the birds' singing one after another.

A scout sent to search for the place where ordinary people cannot see it, went up to the dense forests of mountains and forests. In an instant, a figure descended from the tree and slapped his blade across his neck...

In the quiet change, among the swaying grass leaves on the edge of the forest, countless eyes stared at the team coming from afar. Yan Bao bit the back of the knife, tore off the cloth strip to tighten the bleeding wound on his arm. The figures beside him held the knife, his hands were shaking slightly, and his eyes were staring at the foot of the mountain below without blinking.

Occasionally, someone blew the birds and cried. In the opposite mountains, there was also a response to the sound of birds. Among the figures lurking, Wang Yanzhang wiped the iron spear, revealing the coldness; Li Siyuan crouched among the grass, looked at his eyes, and quickly calculated the distance between the two armies in his mind; Shi Jingtang took off his iron helmet from the head of a young soldier named Guo Wei and put it on his head, then stood up with a blade.

"King Yong!"

On the other side, Geng Qing closed his eyes, and the sun was passing through the gaps between the branches and falling on his face. When Li Siyuan's voice also sounded, he nodded slowly.

"For everyone in this battle! After today, the Khitan will be in a weak position and the Han people will take the lead!"

After the words fell, the figures extending from the grass to move together, and the grass leaves rustled. Wang Yanzhang stood up with his iron spear, higher than the grass, and walked out: "Prepare..."

His voice was loud, and the moment he shouted, the birds living in the forest flew up in shock, one, two, and ten, hundreds, and thousands of soldiers stood up with swords and weapons, stepped out of the grass and the forest.

In the marching team below, Yelu Abaoji was thinking about going to Beijing. Occasionally, he called Lu Wenjin and asked if there was a scout back. The latter shook his head and was about to speak. There was a vague sound in the wind blowing.

The word "preparation..." came from the foothills not far away. Yelu Abaoji's eyes turned. Before he could react, the birds chirping became mixed and sounds. Pieces of flying birds rushed into the forest and hovered in the bright sunshine.

Then, he saw figures standing up in the forest, and black shadows shot into the sky with a slight fire, falling to the marching team ahead.

The next moment.

There was a loud bang, and the mixed firelight soared into the sky among the crowd.

A voice resounded in the mountains, "Kill the Khitan barbarians--"

In the forest on the mountainside, Wang Yanzhang kicked his foot suddenly, and his whole body rushed down the hillside like a sharp arrow. Yan Bao on the other side threw away his scabbard and pointed forward: "Calendar the Khitan Emperor with me!"

"kill--"

Ten thousand gangs on both sides roared hysterically, and the sound of horse hooves trampled on the ground, like a flood that broke into a dam. At first glance, there were figures of people and horses all over the mountains and fields.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to slow down in the sun.

"Formation——" the Khitan general in front shouted.

On the mountain road, in countless panic-panning visions, what was reflected in the eyes was the torrents sweeping across both sides rushing down.
Chapter completed!