The wind moves from the clouds, and under the clouds covered by the sky, the goshawk overlooks the earth, dives from top to bottom, and his pupils reflect the dense crowds of people fighting on the earth. The shouts that soar into the sky scare it flapping its wings and pulls its figure high and fly away

The battle in Baigou River lasted from morning to noon. More than 10,000 people were strangling, the blood line spread, and violently hit. Arrows rose to the sky and then fell, bringing clusters of blood flowers. Then the Liao people's formation began to evolve and change, and Wu Chao began to shrink his defense and become vigilant.

A knight was running in the military formation behind Wuchao. Soon after, he held the wind and strangled the reins of the horse under the commander's stage, and looked up at the burly figure who was in silence.

The horse's head sneezes, and its hooves swayed anxiously on the ground. On the saddle, the young general swayed as the horse's body shaking, and the sound came from his mouth.

"Shumi Yelu Dashi seems to be changing the square formation, as if he is going to evacuate, so why not take the opportunity to cover up and kill him? In this battle, Zhuozhou will definitely be taken down."

The figure on the handsome stage just gently turned his body, glanced at the other party from the corner of his eyes, squeezed his fist and smashed it hard on the wooden railing, and seemed to be struggling in his heart, "Han Powu! The commander of the army can be used to play, how to fight, whether to fight, that is what this Privy Council should consider. What if the old thief Yelu just set up a suspicion array and leads our army to attack, wouldn't it hit him?"

"Then you have to fight." Below, Han Shizhong walked back and forth with his horse, raised his arm and pointed to the Liao army's rear formation where thick smoke and fire appeared, and said anxiously: "Over there, maybe someone is waiting for an opportunity to make Yelu Dashi's rebellion? Privy Councilor might as well ask the young general to rush over and see. If it is a friendly army, it would be better to respond."

"Nonsense!" Tong Guan lowered his face and heard the heart-wrenching shouts on the battlefield and the painful cry. He gradually frowned: "You are still young and can you convince the public? Besides, the specific situation is unknown there. If you are ambushed, the ones who are killed and injured will be my Wu Chaoerlang."

"Prince"

Han Shizhong suddenly shouted unwillingly while holding the reins of the horse.

"Don't even think about it. Keep the food and grass well. You can survive a few more years and be more calm before considering leading the army alone." Tong Guan waved his hand impatiently and replied decisively. After all, everyone is in a different position, and he has a lot to consider. Just a little test, it should be possible.

The young man below was already disappointed and left. However, the moment he left, when he was going downhill, Han Shizhong's eyes were attracted by a movement from the formation. Tong Guan on the high platform also turned his attention to it at this moment.

The Wu Chao's right wing formation was slowly moving, and more than a thousand cavalry separated from each other were gathering in an open place. The horse's hooves were slowly trampling on the ground. A general threw down his helmet, with bandages on his head, and the exposed iron armor was also wrapped in bandages. A brand new mace waved in his hand. The loud voice was not loud on the huge battlefield.

But Han Shizhong heard it clearly.

"The Liao people are withdrawing, but some of us are unable to move forward. Don't let the Liao people look down on you." The mace pressed down, the horse's hooves raised, and stepped out, "Let's go and have a look."

Then, more than a thousand cavalry iron hooves were like thunder, and the wind and dust were rolled up

"It's so good to have such a team!" Han Shizhong tightened the iron in his hand, and the next moment, he clamped the horse's belly and followed the cavalry.

On the handsome stage," Tong Guan's fist hit the wooden railing again.

“It’s just nonsense!

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Behind the Liao formation, as the large array of tens of thousands of people began to move, the burning and fighting place gradually exposed, Guo Yaoshi's sight was blood red, and he saw walls built with the corpses of his brothers and even the enemy, with arrows nailed on them. Even his shoulder armor was hit by an arrow at a time in the fight. The cold arrow penetrated into the flesh, and blood was flowing out of the gap in the bowl armor, dyeing the palms and the hilt of the knife red.

"Shield soldiers, put the shield on the corpse to block the cavalry from coming." Zhang Linghui's voice came from afar, but then there was a loud rumbling sound. The cavalry of Yelu Chu slapped over like a wave. The walls cast by the corpse collapsed in that moment, the simple wooden shield flew up and broke into the air. It was pushed up here, its body was pushed up, and its lives were pushed up. The fierce slashing sounds and the crazy slashing sounds of slashing and slashing sounds. The war horses tripped by the corpse struggled and neighed on the ground. The figures were thrown away and fell to the ground. Then they got up and were stabbed by several people. The warm blood was sprinkled on the soil under their feet.

"Where is Zhao Heshou? Let him lead someone to fill the gap!" Guo Yaoshi roared with a slight roar. At this time, his body was already stained with blood. Even though he wanted to go over and help, he still had to take care of the defense in the south at the moment.

The soldiers who sent the order shook their heads: "General Zhao has been killed."

His angry eyes were stunned, his pale lips squirmed a few times, and he didn't say anything. He turned around, and the front was less than ten feet away. A group of people were still rushing up, perhaps thousands, or even more.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The grief suppressed in his heart suddenly broke out at this moment. He climbed up the wall made of corpses and pulled a large shield. The fierce sword light cut out from his hand. With a loud bang, the blade hit a tin shield, and the broken limbs and sparks rose.

The Liao soldier screamed and rolled on the ground with his broken arm in his arms. In the gloomy skylight, the steel knife stabbed into the opponent's chest, and scarlet blood overflowed. Then, the ground shook. In the moment when Guo Yaoshi pulled out the knife, he saw a row of cavalry coming towards this side in the distance.

The clouds in the sky were exposed in the cracks, and a ray of sunlight shone on the cavalry, and then the iron hooves surged. The raised long weapons were shining with a cold silver-gray light. The ugly face and the yellow-haired generals took out the long bow and aimed at it, pulling the bowstring.

"Wu Chaoren" Yelu Chu stopped horses and looked back for a moment, and pointed at him: "The back team, don't panic, change the direction and kill them all, the Wu Chaoren is just."

With a whoosh, a black shadow passed through the gap between people. First, it jingled, and then with a puff, Yelu Chu only felt a cramp in his chest, a feather arrow was nailed to the heart, and the tail tip was still trembling with the remaining energy.

"Xuan Zan, it's so beautiful!"

Qin Ming laughed on the back of the sprinting horse, raised the mace in his hand, and smashed it violently against the Liao cavalry opposite.

A sudden, the horse's hooves flew over, lifting up dust. Under the dust, the Wuchao cavalry rushed over quickly stepped on the fallen corpse and directly crashed into the back team of the Liao cavalry. They pressed down and firmly fixed on their arms. They rushed out with a puff puff, causing a dark red blood wave. During the rushing process, crackling sounds continued to collide on the horse and the human body, and the man suddenly fell and fell far away.

In an instant, the advancing Wuchao cavalry plowed a dark red gully from the crowd and chiseled a pair of them.

The fight continues around.

Qin Ming, who was bandaged all over, turned off his horse, looked at the blood-stained Pharmacist Guo, and patted the other side of the uninjured shoulder, "Do you still have the strength?"

Over there, a smile finally appeared on Guo Yaoshi's pale face.

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"There are no scouts from the Wu Dynasty who chased after me?"

Going west, on the road not far from our army, there were a group of scouts and soldiers rushing back, with some of them carrying shocking wounds. After asking one or two hundred people scattered out, they returned to the team and prepared to return to the central army.

“Yes, but they were all done.”

"But, boss. The Wu Dynasty army that came here this time was a bit different. I felt that I couldn't win, but I still had to fight with you. Anyway, it was just that kind of life-threatening." The soldier who spoke lost his ear and had not had time to bandage it. The bloody broken slit was obviously bitten and torn off.

The team was nodding and was silent for a moment, "That's what the coach and the others should think. We'll only be responsible for taking the knife."

Suddenly, a shrill cry came from behind them, and someone was falling down, and another white shadow was running towards this side, at a very fast speed.

Then, the next moment, the Liao officer saw a soldier being kicked away, someone's limbs were broken and flew in the air. It seemed that the white figure behind him was waving his weapons. Someone realized that the sword in the soldier's hand splashed before he could lift it, and the head on his shoulder was gone.

"Everyone is in the array, the enemy attacks"

At this time, the team was reacting. In their sight, the white cloak and silver threads flew backwards in the wind, covering half of their feminine cheeks.

The sword was half unsheathed, and a ray of cold light was shining.
Chapter completed!