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When the military news came, the generals of the Shence Army were all uproarious. Under the blue-gray sky, the first straw with a bloody smell finally floated down, curled up, and landed on the top of Xu Jing's helmet. More than a hundred Tang Jun Qingqi , Standing on the hills, all the men and horses exhaled long white air.

After paying a visit to Duan Mingyu, Xu Jing immediately took his horse and headed north, at least he had to pick up a few more brothers to come back safely. Apart from his own father, the thing he was most convinced of, besides Wang Yanzhang's gun, was Duan Mingyu's words.

In their line of sight, they saw the defeated troops of the Tang army in the brigade, throwing away their helmets and armor, their clothes in tatters, and retreating towards the north. Still wielding weapons in their hands, many of them even threw away all their clothes and armor. Almost everyone was covered in blood and battle scars. No one looked back to the north, but ran south desperately.

Behind the rout of the Tang army in this brigade, there are dozens of Khitan cavalry scouts. These light cavalry are also covered with blood and battle marks on their armor. It can be seen that the troops and horses are exhausted, but their spirits are still extremely excited. , The men and horses whistled and responded, chasing after them like driving pigs and sheep, occasionally shooting an arrow, or leaning forward on the horse and swinging a knife, one defeated soldier of the Tang army fell to the ground screaming, and the rest of the defeated soldiers of the Tang army had already run away. It was so numb, no matter who fell down, no one took a second look, only caring about running for their lives.

The defeated soldiers of the Tang army who fled numbered in the thousands, and they rolled and filled their sight lines. However, these defeated soldiers who lost their organizational system could no longer be regarded as a force with combat effectiveness. In front of the rider, only the courage to escape is left.

In the era of cold weapons, the biggest casualties often occurred during the retreat and being chased by others.

The 12 Tang army, together with the surrendered army and horses collected along the way, was close to the [-]th army, and they collapsed in less than a few days. Is it because the Tang army is too weak, or is it the Liang Guo and Khitan army? The fighting power is far beyond their imagination. Xu Jing's whole body is cold, but his forehead is hot. All kinds of emotions are rolling in his heart, making his lips tremble. He didn't give an order for a while. , They were all full of resentment, everyone pulled out their weapons and bows, hundreds of eyes were cast on Xu Jing, and only one voice burst out from hundreds of throats: "Young general,"

A trace of cool wind blew on his face, and Xu Jing reacted abruptly. He took off the horse spear next to the saddle, and roared angrily: "Kill the Khitan dog, and bring the brothers back,"

At this moment, Xu Jing's chest was filled with anger. All kinds of grievances since he left Luoyang and participated in the Northern Expedition all burned up, making him just want to kill his mother at this moment.

Xu Jing urges the horse fiercely, raises the horse's lance, and shoots it straight out like electricity. Behind him, the thoughts of more than a hundred Tang Jun Qingqi are probably the same as Xu Jing. No one hesitates, and they have already started flying all over the sky Among the straws, he rushed straight to the soldiers and horses pursued by the Khitans.

The soldiers of the Tang Army fled, and finally saw this group of Tang Qingqi. Finally, someone came to their senses, stopped in a daze, and suddenly cried out to the figure of Xu Jing who was coming towards them: "Wei Zhaodu left me behind. They ran away, 15 troops, it's over,".

It seemed that the cries and the fighting sounds could not be distinguished clearly.

Xu Jing led his Qing cavalry sentry to charge for a while, dozens of cavalry only went through a night of bloody battle, and the Khitan who chased so far were almost powerless.

A burst of feather arrows and arrows shot at each other, immediately dismounted, and fell down several Khitan horses and horses. Xu Jing rushed over from the rout with red eyes, and those routs also desperately made a way out for Xu Jing, rushing to those who were still there. In front of the Khitan people who wanted to fight for a while, Xu Jing let out a tiger roar, and at the horse stand, he abruptly picked up a Khitan soldier from the horse and flew away.

The horse spear in his hand was bent like a bow when he stabbed the human body, but after the Khitan soldier was thrown out, he bounced straight again, buzzing violently and trembling in the icy air. There was a sound, and some food and grass that were originally for the horses were rolled and danced around the pole, as if they wanted to escape from the murderous Xu Jing.

A Khitan soldier greeted him with chirping and shouting. Before the spear in his hand could be thrust out, Xu Jing had already swept across him with a slash, hitting his waist and ribs heavily. Although he was wearing armor, the Khitan soldier's waist It was obvious that the ribs collapsed for a while, and he fell from the horse without a groan, and spit out a big mouthful of blood, splashing everywhere on the ground.

Immediately knocking down the two cavalry, Xu Jing still hadn't vented his anger completely, and wanted to urge the horse to move forward. The Qing cavalry under his command roared and surged up from both sides, quickly overtook him, and rushed towards the Khitan soldiers.

One side is a soldier exhausted from long-term battles, and the blood and fighting spirit has almost been exhausted, while the other side is full of strength, has a numerical advantage, and is even more suffocated. The Khitan's chasing troops were exhausted, and even if they wanted to turn around and run at this time, they couldn't escape.

Xu Jing just wanted to rush up to get a few more kills, but it was not easy. He stared at the battle group with fire-breathing eyes, then circled the horse back, and stared blankly at him in front of the crowd The defeated Tang army roared angrily: "It's Xu Jing, Wei Zhaodu, the generals of the three armies, Fang Wenzhong, Luohou, Li Maozhen, how did you fight this battle, why did you lose like this? Ten riders drive you away, like pigs and dogs, are you still soldiers, even if you die in battle, do you still have the face to be buried in the graves of your ancestors?"

The defeated Song army was exhausted to the extreme. Many people fell to the ground when they saw the rescuers, and they couldn't pull them up.

There were also those who were vomiting blood when they ran. Hearing Xu Jing's roar, the large group of rout soldiers all looked up at him in a daze. In the north, there was an attack outside Zhenzhou City. The Liang Army and the Khitan Army rushed to the camp. We still fought to the death. Many generals died in the battle, but Wei Zhaodu ran away without a word. Damn it. The camp of the Chinese Army was in chaos. Many brothers died instantly, and the enemy took advantage of the chaos to rush into the camp of the Chinese army. We were fighting hard and approaching Wei Zhaodu, but we watched his flag fall, and heard someone shouting on the battlefield, Wei Zhaodu is here! The son of a bitch escaped, but fortunately the three generals Fang Wenzhong cut off for us and held the main force of the Khitan people, so we managed to fight them out. The three commanders are still behind, but their organization is not messed up. I can come back in a day or two,"