Drops of blood stick to the yellowing grass. On the battlefield, the speeding horse's hooves rolled up the soft soil, and plucked arrows from the short bow and flew straight into the formation of the Liao army in straight lines. The shouts of "drink ah ah ah" surged from the front like a tide.

On this side, at the center of the Liao army formation, Yelu Dashi looked at the savages spreading. He had a high prestige in the Liao Kingdom. During the period when he supported Yelu Chun as emperor, his reputation had reached the top. In addition to the 30,000 people around him were directed, the other 10,000 or 20,000 Liao soldiers were originally Xiao Gan's generals. He was carried west by him at this time. Some of them followed their orders and some were unwilling to stay away from their hometown. When they encountered the enemy rushing over to the opposite side, they could still be held together, but it was probably difficult to command like an arm.

"The tiger falls into Pingyang and is bullied by dogs. A group of savages don't even wear all their clothes and pants. "Yelu Dashi, who was already sulking because he was defeated by Wu Chao and Jin people, frowned, "... Even if I, Daliao, can be bullied by you, beggars, set up a formation and kill them."

However, at the moment the order was issued, the front army had not taken action. Amid countless noises, the rain of arrows was nailed to the face, and the arrow hit the shield, crackling sounds, and then landed on the ground. Among the many arrows, the arrows were made of animal bones.

In a blink of an eye, the savage cavalry coming from the front did not rush in as Yelu Dashi thought. Suddenly, when the distance was four or five meters, the front line separated to both sides, the rumbling horse hooves brought dust, and then they set up bows and shot arrows from the side with dense arrows.

Blood immediately gushed out of the formation in the Liao army that had no time to turn to defense, and the arrows fell down like rows of soldiers with arrows and sticky blood.

"What is this... what tactic?" Yelu Hongyu murmured next to her.

Yelu Dashi, who had been commanding the movement and defense of the battle formation, did not make a sound to solve his daughter's doubts. After all, he didn't know. There were many people from Liao in the northern region who could draw bows on horseback. But if he really had to use it as skillfully as the other party, and so many soldiers were shooting bows at the same time while running, his subordinates could not do it.

He looked at the back of the opposite formation. Several cavalry were standing side by side on the grass slope. Yelu Dashi stretched out his arm to shake the flag. On the right wing, the Liao cavalry stepped out of the array to form a arrow-front formation. He raised his horse's hooves and raised his spear. A clan general in the front was commanding and rushing towards the grass slope.

On the other side, a black rider on the grass slope was wearing a fur coat, his fur collar was stroking in the cold wind, and the dark man with his rolled eaves raised his hand and spoke in a very fast and difficult-to-understand language.

The grassland cavalry surrounded the edge then quickly pulled out more than a thousand people, attached to the side of the Liao cavalry, and kept archery and harassed the opponent's forward speed. The Liao general noticed that many people in the team behind him were shot by arrows and died of falling horses. So he made a gesture and divided the same number of Liao cavalry to restrain the opponent.

However, when the Liao cavalry was charged head-on, the opponent's cavalry did not respond, but divided into groups of horses, circling around, intertwining into small streams, dividing the Liao cavalry that rushed over and forming a team of established teams. Before they could fight with the opponent, they were cut and wiped out one after another.

For Yelu Dashi, who had experienced the attack of the Jin people, he was quite calm, but when he encountered such a novelty, he felt that it was quite incredible first, and he was also inspired by him.

"Failure... may not be sad, it is also a good teacher."

The defeat of the front army had already shown signs of a trend. Yelu Dashi informed the guards around him and issued the order of retreat to the middle and rear armies again, "Don't get entangled with these savages... When you get caught in the front, just treat it as a payment for the road." He explained to his daughter like this.

After the withdrawal order was issued, the entire army moved west again.

...

Night was about to fall, and under the dim sky, the ownerless lonely horse was gnawing on the grass between the green and yellow. The team of thousands of people was cleaning up their own spoils on the battlefield. Under their dark and honest faces, they made laughter that was even more terrifying than wolves.

A pair of Liao general's armor was cleared out. The strong but not tall body weighed the armor in his hand, knocked his fingers, and spoke to a thin man next to him, with a wanton laugh, and then looked to the east.

"Liao Kingdom...Let's go over and take a look."

The thin general nodded in agreement, glanced across the battlefield, and whistled. Hundreds of people got on the horse. On the back of the horse, they waved their right arms and beat them in their chests, bowed slightly.

Then, the black cavalry rushed down on the grass slope, and the goshawk flew east under the night sky.

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The war in the capital, the north is reported every day and is delivered back...

Royal Palace.

Under the lights that were immortal all night, Zhao Ji sat at the desk in the imperial study room, looking through the information he had sent back recently, and then compared it with the previous information. His eyes were slightly... angry.

The moment he put down the things in his hand, the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, holding the desk, trembling all over, and said to the other two people in the room: "Yanjing is right in front of him... Why don't you hold on for a while for such a good opportunity? These food buckets... useless things. Cough cough." A moment of excitement made Zhao Ji cough suddenly uncontrollably.

The cold wind in autumn blew outside, and the sound of people rushing leaves came. Cai Jing bowed slightly, "Your Majesty hopes to take care of yourself. What's going on in the north? Although there is news coming back, some things are invisible. Some time ago, Liao was in the future. Today's news said that when attacking Yanjing, they all died on the battlefield..."

"That's why I called you over overnight." Zhao Ji wanted to vent, but when he thought of the old minister in front of him, he couldn't scold him. "They can't take Yan Yun back, why do they want to harm the surrendered generals? What do they want to do!!"

"Your Majesty, Admiral Bai is cruel and easy to kill. I believe he just thinks that the surrendered generals are not going to stay." Cai Jing said at the right time when he saw the veins on the emperor's head, "When the cold winter is approaching, the Jurchens should not choose this time to go south. After all, after fighting for so long, they also need rest. This way there is more room for revolt for us. Why doesn't Your Majesty issue an order to urge Admiral Bai to return to Beijing?"

After a while, Zhao Ji, who had been thinking for a while, raised his hand and said, "Zhen Chun, cough cough."

"I'm here."

"Transfer an order to Xiao Ningzi, so that he can return to Beijing quickly and not stay in the north. Cough, Cai Qing, don't laugh. It is probably because of the alternation of seasons, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable."
Chapter completed!