Wanyan Olu slept very well that night.

He was really tired, and the situation was so tense. Even though he had not fought in person, he had consumed a lot of energy.

In addition, Yang Keshi's troops rushed out of the Weishui Valley, after a day of contact, Olu also saw the truth clearly.

The hundreds of elite cavalry who were swimming out of the city alone could contain this seemingly large-scale defeated army for several days. It could support Lou Shi and Zonghan's troops to return to the army!

At Feiyuan Castle, he also sent Zhehun's men to make up for the missing. He did everything he could do. After nightfall, he sent out half of the men and thought that after the night raft, Olu ate some food randomly, found a flat place, pulled his cloak to cover it, and fell asleep.

Only half of the personal guards were resting around them, and the remaining guards were vigilantly beside Olu.

After midnight, under the flames emitted by Yang Keshi's camp several miles away, Olu was deeply asleep until Xiao Yan and his army suddenly appeared and were discovered by the cavalry and surrounded and killed on all sides!

When the fire lights up and the sound of horse hooves sounded. Before the guards could call, Olu, who seemed to be snoring, turned over and swept up like an eagle and falcon, landed on the mysterious horse that was surrounded by the brigade of Jurchen at night.

"What happened?"

Amid the sound of horse hooves roaring in the night, the guards who had been on duty came forward and immediately reported: "Puliyan, who was sticky and unswerving, discovered them first, and then surrounded them. Puliyan, who were quickly leaving around, and Puliyan, who were all killed there..."

Just as he was replying, another group of fire dragons lit up, and dozens of Jurchen Rangers lurking in the dark appeared again, accelerating rapidly. He participated in the siege and killing this group of people who suddenly came west.

Without waiting for the personal guard to identify and report, Olu immediately identified which team it was under his command based on the direction of the roar.

"Shewu has also eaten! This kid is not very slow in reaction, otherwise a boss would whip him!"

He was also moved when he heard Shewuqi. Several of the personal guards who were originally nervous looked relaxed. Among the personal guards around Olu, the two famous mocks were Zhehun and Shewuqi.

The Jurchen Western Route Army was no better than the Eastern Route Army. The population and resources were very tight. When the heavy generals of the Eastern Route Army established their respective Meng'an one after another, only Zong Han and Lou Shi and others established their respective Meng'an. Even the heavy generals of the Olu only set up airs, while Zhehun and Shewuchi were both strong competitors in the first Meng'an position. There has not been a distinction between them yet.

Now that the person who is now Hun goes north, Shewuqi is the most trusted subordinate of the Ulu for the time being. At this time, Shewuqi has eaten, and there are not many people who have appeared inexplicably. The famous guards around Ulu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how this mysterious man came from, it is destined to be destroyed here!

Looking at the relaxed expression of Olu, he knew that his thoughts were not much different from the personal guards around him. He just waved his hand and ordered: "Let the rest of the troops keep a close eye on the west and the southern army. Let them not take advantage of the chaos! Send someone to tell Shewuchi, and he wants a few living things!"

When the personal guards around him received the order, someone immediately whistled the horns. He asked the rovers distributed everywhere to mobilize all the people who were resting in shifts and strengthened their vigilance against Yang Keshi's troops. At the same time, the rovers also hurriedly got on the horse and rushed to Shewuji to send an order, be sure to capture several living people for Olu.

In the night, the sound of trumpets of the Jurchen rangers spread around the corners of the South Army were ringing one after another. Only in the simple camps of the Southern Army could only see the fire. The Southern Army set up a guard against the formation, while the outer rangers were trying hard to shrink inward. The shooters were facing the camps and preparing to shoot the base. They were completely as if they were guarding against the enemy coming to the camp at night, and they did not mean to come out to meet the team of troops.

And in the distance, you can see that Jian Wuqi, Suli, Ah Hun, Shewuqi, the elite soldiers and generals directly under him had surrounded the team of troops. Soon, both sides would have to fight. This team of troops was no longer possible to get rid of these Jurchen Langs who were siege and flee all the way into the camp of the Southern Army!

Olu snorted coldly: "It disturbed someone's good dream... I really don't know where these people came out..."

Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked east.

Could it be the person sent by the southern king of Yan? Dozens of cavalry crossing the mountains could barely do it. No matter how many people there were, they could not hide their traces.

Is it necessary to contact the Southern Army that escaped from the Weishui Valley in the west and attack Yu Mou forward and backward? I also hope to open up the Lanshui Valley. The two sides joined forces together?

What I am afraid of is that this southern army stays here for a short time! If the southern king of Yan made this plan, he would ruin this southern army faster!

The Olu stands on a high place, and more than ten personal guards were standing on the side wearing armor, armoured with horses, and they all waited for the two sides to finally fight with a relaxed expression. There is no doubt that they would kill all the troops and then capture several Shengkou and send them to the Olu. After asking for confession, they would naturally cut off their heads. By dawn, they would throw these dozens of heads in front of the Nanjun Camp to see how much their morale could still be retained!

The shouts of killing suddenly erupted. And Olu, who was standing on a high place, suddenly widened his eyes!

Under the reflection of the flames, the first row of Jurchen armored horses rushing up were immediately stabbed and fell off the horse. And these small arrays of dozens of riders did not scatter!

More Jurchen armored cavalry rushed up, but both sides were just fighting to the death on both wings. There was a moment of stalemate. The other Jurchen armored cavalry surpassed and stepped forward, preparing to fight back.

And Olu watched helplessly. In the battle formation, a big man, who was like a giant god, rushed out with a giant axe. When the battle was over, blood rain flew everywhere. A Jurchen soldier was chopped off his horse, and often even the people and horses were split into two pieces!

The courage of the Jurchen warriors is indeed beyond most of the army of this era. More Jurchen armored cavalry rushed up and entangled this giant giant axe warrior like a giant spirit. Then they continued to rush towards the battlefield in the battle without stopping.

At this time, Zhiniang thief was struck by another armored cavalry with a sharp blade curled like a snake spear!

The armored cavalry spear spread out, and it was as sharp as a dragon, and it was drilled whenever it was raided. The Jurchen armored cavalry rushed towards him were stabbed one after another. This armored cavalry had the ability to seize the spear with empty hands, and stabbed the spear with the other hand. It was thrown away as soon as it was snatched. In a blink of an eye, several horses and spears had been thrown away. Each spear represents the life of a Jurchen man who was ruined in his hands!

It is truly an enemy without a single bond in front of the horse!

The fierce god who immediately took an axe and a spear killed him. The dozens of Jurchen armored cavalry rushed towards him immediately retreated to both sides. Unconsciously, he gave up a gap in front of him.

The small group of people surrounded by three sides took advantage of this momentum and suddenly accelerated amid the thunderous shouts and rushed out into the open gap!

In the midst of the fire, the Jurchen armored horses were still following closely on three sides. The formations of both sides were a little scattered in the middle of the Mercedes-Benz, stabbing each other in a random manner, and people were caught off guard.

But at the core of the battle formation, there is always a small team of people who are tightly guarding one person. The two brave generals who are rushing forward also turn around and come out of the formation in an endless way!

Wulu's eyes were almost like fire-blowing. He stared at the team of people coming out of the formation. His eyes fell on the core man.

The man inadvertently turned his head towards Olu.

Wulu was five or six hundred steps away from that man. Even though Wulu had excellent eyesight, he could only see the fire shining on his armor scales, flashing light. At that moment, it seemed like a golden dragon rising up from the abyss. And the Jurchen warriors who were still fighting around could never stop the golden dragon!

Olu suddenly shouted, turned over and greeted his personal guards, and wanted to join the battle group himself. At this moment, in his heart, a voice was shouting repeatedly.

What kind of general was this sent by the southern king of Yan?

Who is it?!!!

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And in the Song army camp, Yang Keshi also tried his best to stand on a high place, watching everything that happened in the hustle and bustle of fire in the west.

A small team suddenly appeared at night, and then the Jurchen Rangers appeared like a group of wolves wandering in the darkness, pounced on and killed fiercely.

Everyone thought that this army, which came from the east inexplicably, would be wiped out in this night.

Most people speculated that the King of Yan could send Wei Dagong and others to the Weishui Valley to contact Yang Keshi. Since this defeated army had already reached Yifang's vicinity, how could we not continue to send people to contact?

This small team of troops must have been sent by the King of Yan!

But the incident happened so suddenly. For a moment, the camp subconsciously prevented the Jurchen cavalry from moving onto the camp at night and mobilized their guards. In this short period of time, the team of people had been bitten. The shouts of killing sounded loudly. They were about to be overwhelmed by the Jurchen armored cavalry who had the advantage of military strength.

But to everyone's surprise, the Jurchen Armored Cavalry who broke the squad of troops rushing towards the road of Yang Keshi's camp.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic collapse and retreat. A gap appeared in the fire. Two blood-filled soldiers came out first. One immediately held a spear and the other took the axe. At the two soldiers, the Jurchen Tartars, who were extremely fierce in the day, actually retreated one after another!

After the gap opened by the two soldiers, more armored cavalry surged out. While running, they chopped and stabbed each other with the Jurchen Tartars who were catching up with each other. They just guarded the several cavalry surrounded by them, and sacrificed their lives to let a Jurchen Tartar rush in!

Yang Keshi shouted suddenly, jumped off the earth platform and turned over the horse, pulled out the iron mace from the saddle bag and made a move on his head. He took the lead and rushed out.

For some reason, he had a premonition that he would have to bring this team of people to the death no matter what, if he fought for his own life.

Otherwise, the dark night sky above the head would seem to turn into a stream of fire and fall down until the rivers and mountains turn into a furnace and purgatory!

There was naturally a passage for the cavalry to fight back and forth. Behind Yang Keshi, more than 200 cavalrymen did not even leave them the skill of persuasion. The more than 200 cavalry guards could only eat and drink loudly and urge the horse to follow.

How many military horses in the camp were just watching the more than 200 cavalry led by Yang Keshi and rushed out like a whirlwind. Only a few generals were left behind to jump from behind.

"General Yang, General Yang, why did you rush out like this? Let the last general go!"

In a blink of an eye, Yang Keshi rushed out of the camp along the reserved passage. The rafts that had retracted around were shocked when they saw Yang Keshi personally rushing out. At this time, there was no hesitation, and immediately turned around and rode their horses to follow to cover the wings of Yang Keshi's team of troops.

Hundreds of cavalry rushed out in the night, and immediately alarmed the Jurchen Rangers team who were alert and watching. In the night, clusters of torches suddenly lit up, revealing the figures of these Jurchen Rangers. The sound of trumpets sounded again, and the scattered Jurchen Rangers team also began to gather together and prepared to join the battle group!

The fight broke out again in the direction that Yang Keshi attacked, and teams of Jurchen rangers rushed over in a row. They used cavalry bows to diffuse from a distance, and when they rushed closer, they greeted each other. Yang Keshi's personal guards, as well as the rangers covering the flanks, also fought hard. The two sides fought in a melee from the beginning, and the shouts of killing were ten times stronger than just now. Blood light flashed around the night, mixed with the neighing sounds of war horses.

No matter whether it was Yang Keshi's troops or Olu's troops, no one expected that they would fight such a chaotic and tragic cavalry battle at night!

Yang Keshi did not sit in the center of the brigade, commanding and dispatching his troops to form an array to fight against the rushing Jurchen Rangers. He just waved his iron mace and rushed forward with one horse. There was only one target, facing the team of knights that were clashing westward!

As the iron mace danced, several Jurchen Tartars were smashed. Yang Keshi was also hit by a spear on his thigh and stabbed it in along the crack of the armor leaves. Fortunately, the veteran had enough experience, so he subconsciously closed his legs and avoided it. He picked out a large piece of meat, and blood suddenly surged. The personal guards behind him rushed up to death, and then temporarily protected Yang Keshi in the chaos.

If Yang Keshi didn't realize that he was in trouble, he just shouted loudly: "Yang Keshi is here, Yang Keshi is here!"

The two Jurchen armored cavalry who were rushing towards him in front of him suddenly had a spear tip bulging out on one of his chest and his body froze. The other Jurchen armored cavalry felt the fierce wind sounding behind him and turned around in horror. When he saw a giant axe sweeping across. The next moment, he felt that he had flew away from his mount, and half of his bloody body remained on the horse's back!

Yang De and Lin Bao were covered in blood, and they had already killed and blocked them from each other, and appeared in front of Yang Keshi!

Yang Keshi's personal guards burst into tears and fought with the surrounding Jurchen soldiers. Yang Keshi looked at the knights who rushed over after these two fierce generals without blinking.

The first rider was a beautiful face and a slender figure. Two black and slender eyebrows under the ponytail still had evil spirits. Holding a long and short sword, her big eyes were just staring at Yang Keshi. She seemed to feel that no one was relieved. The two swords trembled, as if she was about to chop them up!

A sound suddenly sounded behind the riding, and Ning Ding was still indescribable amid the violent fighting around him.

"But Yang Keshi?"

Yang Keshi ignored the fight around him and responded loudly: "It's Yang, who is the one who came? Who is the subordinate of the King of Yan?"

The knight, holding two swords and a pretty face as a woman, glanced at Yang Keshi hard before giving up one person.

The man sat on the horse in a cold armored ghost face in this posture, and took off the ghost face in the bloody battle.

The face revealed under the chaotic firelight was a little haggard, with eyebrows slanted, but the eyes were like lightning and swords, and there were white hair on the temples.

Dots of stars.

The face in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar. It was only after Yang Keshi's eyes were repeated in a long way before he could overlap with the face he saw in Yan Di that day!

It turned out to be the King of Yan!

It turned out that the King of Yan came in person! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!