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Drops of blood were sticky on the yellowing grass. On the battlefield, the galloping horses' hooves turned up the soft soil, and waves of arrows flew out from the short bows, flying straight into the Liao army's front. In the formation, shouts of 'drink ah ah ah' came from the front like a tidal wave.

Here, in the center of the Liao army's formation, Yelu Dashi looked at the barbarians spreading over. He originally had a high prestige in the Liao Kingdom. During the period when Yelu Chun was proclaimed emperor, his prestige had reached the top. In addition to the 30,000 people who were direct descendants, another 10,000 or 20,000 Liao soldiers were originally Xiao Qian's generals. At this time, he was carrying him to the west. Among them, there were those who obeyed orders and those who were unwilling to stay away from their hometown. At this time, when the enemy from the opposite side rushes towards you, you can hug them into a group, but it may be a bit difficult to command like an arm.

"The tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by the dogs. A group of savages even wanted to tease the tiger with no clothes on." Yelu Dashi, who was originally feeling sulky because he was defeated by the Wu Dynasty and the Jin people, frowned, "... Even if I, Daliao, are defeated, I can still bully you beggars, set up our battle array, and kill them."

However, at the moment when the order was issued, the front army had not yet taken action. Amidst countless noises, arrows rained down on them, bang bang bang - the arrows hit the shield, making a crackling sound, and then fell to the ground. Among the few arrows, the arrowheads are made of animal bones.

In the blink of an eye, the barbarian cavalry coming from the front did not rush into the formation as Yelu Dashi thought. Suddenly, when they were four or five feet away, the battle lines separated on both sides. The rumbling horseshoes kicked up dust, and then they drew their bows. Arrows were fired from the side in dense numbers.

Among the Liao troops who had no time to turn to the defensive formation, blood immediately spurted out. Those who were hit by arrows fell down like rows of soldiers with arrows and sticky blood.

"What kind of tactic is this?" Next to him, Yelu Hongyu murmured.

Yelu Dashi, who had been directing the mobile defense of the battle formation, did not make a sound to explain his daughter's confusion. After all, he didn't know. There are also many Liao people and Jurchens in the northern region who can shoot bows on horseback. But if they really use it as skillfully as the other party, and there are so many soldiers running at the same time, his subordinates are It can't be done.

He looked towards the back of the formation on the opposite side. On the grassy slope there, there were several cavalry lined up side by side. Yelu Dashi stretched out his arm and waved the flag. On the right wing, the Liao cavalry stepped out of the formation, forming a front formation, a mighty wave. Raising their horse hooves and raising their spears, a clan general at the front was in command and charged toward the grassy slope.

Over there, a black horse was riding on the grassy slope. He was wearing a fur coat and a fur collar that was fluttering in the cold wind. The dark-skinned man with a rolled-up eaves raised his hand and spoke very fast and hard to understand. Language gave orders.

The prairie cavalry who were outflanking the edge then quickly pulled out more than a thousand people and attached themselves to the side of the Liao cavalry. They kept firing bows and arrows to harass the opponent's forward speed. The Liao general noticed that many people in the team behind him were hit by arrows. , fell off his horse and died, so he made a gesture and sent out the same number of Liao cavalry to contain the opponent.

However, when the Liao cavalry separated and charged head-on, the opponent's cavalry did not accept the attack. Instead, they divided into separate groups, circling and passing through the surroundings, intertwining into small streams, dividing the charging Liao cavalry. Before the organized team had time to fight openly with the opponent, they were cut apart piece by piece and wiped out.

For Yelu Dashi, who had experienced the Jin's attack, he was still calm, but when he encountered this novel treatment, he felt it was quite incredible at first, and at the same time, he was also inspired a lot.

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

The defeat of the front army has already begun. Yelu Dashi notified the guards around him and once again issued the order to retreat to the middle and rear armies, "Don't get entangled with these savages... The front line that is trapped should be considered as payment for the road." Right." He explained to his daughter.

After the mobilization with the order to retreat, the entire army moved westward again.

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Night is about to fall. Under the dim sky, the ownerless horse is gnawing on the green and yellow turf. The horse team of thousands of people is cleaning up their share of the spoils on the battlefield. Under their dark and honest faces, they are shouting. The wolf also laughs horribly.

A pair of Liao general's armor was cleaned out. The strong but not tall body weighed the armor in his hand, tapped it with his fingers, and spoke to a thin man next to him, with wanton laughter in his words and eyes. Then he looked east.

"Liao...guo...let's go over and have a look."

The thin general nodded in agreement, glanced across the battlefield, and blew a whistle. Hundreds of people got on their horses. On the horses, they raised their right arms and beat their chests, bowing slightly.

Then, the black cavalry rushed down from the grassy slope, and the goshawk flew eastward under the night.

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In the capital, reports of the war in the north are reported back one day at a time...

Royal Palace.

Under the light that lasted all night, Zhao Ji sat at the desk in the imperial study room, looking through the intelligence that had been delivered recently, and then comparing it with the previous information. There was a slight anger in his eyes.

The moment he put down the things in his hands, veins popped up on his forehead. He leaned on the desk and trembled a little. He said to the other two people in the room: "Yanjing is right in front of you... Such a good opportunity, why don't you hold on for a while longer?" For a while? These losers...useless things. Ahem..." After a burst of excitement, Zhao Ji suddenly coughed uncontrollably.

The cold autumn wind blew outside, and there was the sound of leaves rustling. Cai Jing bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. How is the situation in the north? Although there is news coming back, there are some things that cannot be seen. Some time ago, a Liao general surrendered, but today's news said that during the attack on Yanjing , all died on the battlefield..."

"That's why I called you here overnight." Zhao Ji wanted to vent, but thinking of the old minister in front of him, he couldn't curse, "They can't get Yan Yun back, so why do they want to kill the general? What on earth do they want to do!! "

"Your Majesty, Admiral Bai is cruel and easy to kill by nature. He must have thought that those surrendered generals should not be kept." Cai Jing saw the veins on the emperor's head bulging and said at the right time, "Seeing that the cold winter is approaching, the Jurchens should They would not choose this time to go south. After all, they have fought for so long and they also need to rest. This leaves us with a lot more room for maneuver. Why doesn’t Your Majesty send an order to urge Admiral Bai to return to the capital?"

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

"The servant is here."

"Send a message to Xiao Ningzi, asking him to return to Beijing immediately and not stay in the north. Ahem...Cai Qing, please don't laugh. It is probably due to the change of seasons that I am feeling a little unwell."

Over there, Cao Zhenchun lowered his eyes, bowed and stepped back, leaving the two of them to continue talking.