The Khitan cavalry rushed into the village.

Over the years, the Khitans were really scared by the Tang people and had always maintained a respectful attitude towards the Tang people. Furthermore, in addition to the Yeluqi incident, Zhang Zhongwu was also better at the Khitan cavalry under his command. When he was conscripted, he also provided military pay and food for them. Deng Jingshan himself was from Mozhou, so the military discipline of the thousands of Khitan cavalry stationed in Mozhou had always been good.

As a Mozhou native, he has always been used to seeing the Khitan cavalry. He knew that they were protecting Mozhou and resisting the existence of Wuwei soldiers. So when the old village saw the cavalry rushing into his yard, he greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Jun, there are bandits!" he said loudly.

The Khitan cavalry rushed in couldn't understand what he was saying. As the leader of this team, he chose this because this family was the largest and best house in the village, and thought it was the richest one. Seeing the village elder walking towards him and pointing at him and talking nonstop, he whipped it down without hesitation, and immediately whipped the village elder to the ground.

The village elder fell to the ground and wailed loudly, but the Khitan soldiers turned over and dismounted and rushed into the house with swords. After a moment, the room suddenly made a loud noise.

Bai Qiuren, who was hidden in the woods with more than a hundred Wuwei cavalry, was only about a long distance from the village. Bai Qiuren did not have much hope of whether the village elder could keep it secret for him, so after entering the forest, his team was still ready for battle.

A little leaned over, a scout who was climbing on the top of a tree and shouted in a strange expression.

"Captain, lieutenant, the village is on fire."

Bai Qiuren was stunned: "It's on fire?"

"It seems like there are more than one person!"

Bai Qiuren thought for a moment, then turned over and said, "Go and go and have a look."

The crowd arrived at the edge of the forest and saw through the gaps in the forest. In the village where they had just rested, there was indeed thick smoke rolling, and more than one fire was emitting green smoke.

"Damn it must be those Khitan soldiers who are doing evil!" Bai Qiuren said angrily.

"Captain, do you want to do them?" The Wuwei cavalry were eager to try.

Bai Qiuren smiled and said, "Of course, we are Tang people, and Mozhou people are also Tang people. How could there be any reason to see Tang people bullied by the Khitans and not rescue them? Everyone has it. Are you ready for battle?"

"Are ready to fight at any time!" More than a hundred knights shouted loudly.

"Strike!" Bai Qiuren grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out of the woods first.

A man rushed out of the village, shouting help, and ran towards the woods. Behind him, he rode out, immediately set off a bow and arrow, and with a whoosh, hit the man's vest.

Bai Qiuren was furious. He recognized that the man who had just fallen to the ground was the middle-aged man from the hometown of the village where he had been? I think this middle-aged man wanted to go to the grove to ask them for help, and now he is almost dead in front of him.

"Looking for death!" He was furious and stretched out his hand, took off the crossbow from the saddle, raised it flat, and pointed it at the Khitan soldier.

The Khitan soldiers who shot the man with one arrow also saw the Wuwei cavalry running from a distance. Their faces were filled with surprise and expressions. They shouted, turned around and ran to the village.

How could Bai Qiuren allow him to escape? With his finger hooked, the crossbow buzzed, and the powerful crossbow arrow broke out of the string and headed straight to the back of the Khitan soldier. He went in from his back, and the arrow actually came out from his chest.

The Khitan soldier crashed from his horse.

Hanging a crossbow, Bai Qiuren took off his spear, and rushed into the village by horse.

"Kill the thief!"

The number of people on both sides is actually similar, both of which are about a hundred cavalry, but at this moment, Bai Qiuren's more than a hundred cavalry gathered into a military formation, while more than a hundred Khitan soldiers were divided into teams after team, killing, burning and looting in the village.

Their war horses even wandered in the yards of some people.

When these people were loading the ox cart with their food, the Wuwei cavalry rushed over, raised the crossbow and killed it with one arrow.

When they carried cotton coats and put them on their war horses, the Wuwei cavalry rushed over and stabbed them with a shot.

What's more, when he heard the sound of killing and the sound of crossbow arrows, some Khitan soldiers rushed out of the house with their pants in one hand and the knife in the other, and naturally they were beheaded by the Wuwei soldiers.

Bai Qiuren had almost no resistance. More than a hundred Khitan cavalry, and in the end, only about twenty cavalry rode on war horses in a panic to rush out of the village, but was shot by the cavalrymen arranged by Bai Qiuren in advance at the entrance of the village with a crossbow arrow and shot in front of each other. In the end, these Khitan cavalry were also attacked one by one.

However, in the shortage of tea, more than a hundred Khitan soldiers who invaded the village were captured or killed by Bai Qiuren.

When Bai Qiuren stepped into the village elder's yard again, the room was already in a mess. The woman was dressed in a mess and curled up on the kang and shivered. Next to the gate, a man lay on the ground with his back to the sky. A huge knife wound on his chest, and the blood soaked the snow under him into purple-black. The village elder with a distinct whip mark on his face was sitting in the snow.

A family that was very happy not long ago was already ruined in just a short while.

Bai Qiuren stood in the yard and sighed silently.

Several living Khitan soldiers were tied into the yard. Bai Qiuren walked to the Khitan soldiers who were pressed to kneel on the ground and shouted: "Who can speak Tang language?"

Several prisoners looked at him in fear, but no one heard a voice.

"Captain, Hu Zi can speak Khitan language." A soldier said loudly.

"Come him!" Bai Qiuren waved his hand.

There are now more than 5,000 Rangers, the main general is Li De and the deputy general is Yelu Qi, a Khitan. Among the Rangers, there are more than 1,000 Khitan cavalry. It is precisely because of this that many people in the Rangers have a rough understanding of Khitan language.

A man with long legs ran quickly to the yard.

The interrogation began immediately.

After a while, Hu Zi turned around and looked at Bai Qiuren with a slightly nervous expression: "Capital, these Khitans said that thousands of cavalry were all distributed around here."

Bai Qiuren was startled, "What are you doing? Is it necessary to surround us? Is it necessary to have such a big battle, or are they having other intentions?"

"These people said that their leaders asked them to grab grain and cotton coats, and they would grab everything anyway. So they all went out," Hu Zi said.

Bai Qiuren was stunned, "Grassing grain and robbing clothes? Mozhou is their territory. Did they rush to rob even their own people? Or did these Khitans have lost control? Let me ask again, will they let them rob at will in Deng Jingshan, Mozhou City?"

Hu Zi turned around and asked a few questions, and replied: "Capital Captain, these Khitans said that the Mozhou army was robbing the city, and the Tang tribes were robbing the villages and towns near Mozhou City. They were Khitans, and they could not compete for the Mozhou army, so they could only scatter into the villages below to rob."

Bai Qiuren suddenly realized: "They want to run!"

After all, he was born from a wealthy family and received a complete education since childhood. After Bai Qiuren got so many clues, he immediately understood that Deng Jingshan was afraid of retreating, but he was insufficient reserves of food, grass, cotton and coats, so he wanted to rob. As for these ordinary people, Deng Jingshan was afraid that he would also understand that this retreat would be difficult to come back in the future. Before leaving, he would make a vote. Should he care whether the people of Mozhou die or live?

However, this does not mean that they are safe now. On the contrary, I am afraid that their situation will be even more dangerous, because the Khitan soldiers are scattered everywhere and there is no rules at all. I am afraid that if you are not careful, they will run into one of them.

There are thousands of people on the other side.

Bai Qiuren waved his hand and made a gesture of cutting his neck. He pressed the Khitan prisoners to pull out the horizontal knife from his waist and cut off the heads of those people without hesitation.

"Huzi, go back and find General Li immediately and tell him the situation here." Bai Qiuren said. "Be careful on the road, try to avoid the village and walk the small path."

"I understand!" Hu Zi turned around and ran out of the yard and rode away.

Bai Qiuren walked to the village elder and looked at the village elder who was crying and communicating. He didn't know what to say. The two dead men were obviously his son and other characters.

"Old sir, it's not a time to be sad. Don't you have other family members? There are Khitan cavalry everywhere, and they may come again at any time. You have to take people out to hide, no matter where, but you can't stay in the village anymore! Otherwise, those people will definitely come again."

After saying this, Bai Qiuren straightened up, waved his hand, and took his men to collect the spoils. A group of more than a hundred people, but with more than two hundred war horses, left the village and disappeared into the snowfield.

Of course he wouldn't hide.

For him, the danger is of course great, but opportunities also coexist. There are many Khitans, but they are scattered. More importantly, they do not know their existence.

If these Khitans want to grab things, they can only go to the village. They may be able to seize opportunities like now and harvest another wave of spoils.

A day later, Li De received a report.

"Great opportunity!" Li De jumped up, "Come, come, beat drums and gather the generals."

The sound of drums sounded, and in the Rangers camp, generals and lieutenants rode their horses towards the location of the central army's banner. After the three-way drum, everyone had gathered in Li De's tent.

After briefly reporting the situation, Li De laughed and said, "Thousands of Khitan cavalry in Mozhou were scattered outside to loot property and food, which just gave us the opportunity to divide and annihilate them. Tonight, each unit brought the dry food needed for ten days, and the army set out tomorrow morning."

"Do you want to report to Governor Liu?" Yelu Qi asked.

"I have sent someone to report military information to the governor, but the military information is not waiting for anyone. We will move first. If they are asked to gather back to the camp, there will be no such good opportunity again." Li De said excitedly.
Chapter completed!