Gao Liu had been cut several times, and the blood flowed on the wound, but he seemed as if nothing had happened. When the waist knife was hit and flew out, he took the long gun placed on the wall, stepped back two steps, and swept out a circle of light with his arms. He swept back the Liao soldiers who rushed forward a few steps, and pressed back-to-back against the city gate with the rest of the more than 20 soldiers of the lielei camp.

Seeing that there were not many Dazhou soldiers left by the gate, the general was overjoyed and shouted, "rush! They are few, kill them and close the gate!"

"Da Da!" With the sound of the horse's hooves, a tall black war horse galloped from outside the city. People and horses flew over Gao Liu and others and rushed directly into the Liao army crowd. The silver guns in their hands brought a fluffy of blood, and instantly rushed out of a blank area in the crowd.

The knight was in red armor, and only a pair of bloodthirsty eyes appeared under the helmet mask. Every stab and dance of the silver spear took away a fresh life.

"Yang Zhao..." looking at the knight who reaped life like death, the guard muttered to himself.

After the horses rushed in, the infantry also rushed to the door. With the cavalry rushing out of the open space in front, they attacked the Liao soldiers who had begun to rout like a bloody wind.

"Gao Liu!" Yang Zhao looked back and called to the city gate.

"Alive!" A hand was raised in the crowd.

Yang Zhao turned his horse's head and pursued the fleeing general with his men.

The setting sun slanted, and the horizon was covered with a gorgeous sunset glow. The glow shone on the wall, bringing the mottled blood out of the slightest shadow. The battle in the city was calm, the city gate was closed again, and the surrendered Liao soldiers were concentrated in the barracks and imprisoned.

Looking at the bodies all over the ground, Gao Liu pulled out the arrowheads inserted in the bodies of Liao soldiers, and when he exerted his force, he brought the wound on his hand, and unconsciously bared his teeth, and then asked, "is this city cleaned up?"

Yang Zhao sat on the stone pier in front of the city gate, took a water bag, drank water, looked at the city with deep and cold eyes, and said, "collect the bones of our brothers, and the Liao army killed them all. Let's take a rest, bring water and food, and let's go all night."

Seeing Gao Liu and Xia Shuzheng's puzzled eyes, Yang Zhao said, "this city is not strong. It is surrounded by plains. If Shan Fu brings troops, we can besiege the city. We don't need to be trapped here. While their reinforcements are coming, let's attack Hunyuan county first."

"Gao Liu, let the lielei battalion mount up and follow us, and the rest of the infantry rushed directly to the luanling pass." After biting the dried meat and drinking water, Yang Zhao drew a simple map with his feet on the ground and said, "hold this pass. If there is any chance, we can withdraw from here."

"Withdraw?" Seeing that Gao Liu also nodded, Xia Shuzheng asked puzzled.

"The 100000 new troops may not be able to stop the troops of yeruzi in Weizhou. Once they disperse, we will face two enemies." Yang Zhaojiao points several points on the map.

"We don't have to work hard for those people." Gao Liu laughed. At first, everyone thought that the imperial court had finally taken some courage to recover the land, which was really exciting. But as soon as the imperial edict was obtained, they knew that it was not the case. This time, the protagonist was Zhao Jiajun. The money and materials given to Zhao Jiajun were rich. There was no fraction of 30000 troops sent to Heishui, but they had to bear the pressure of nearly 200000 reinforcements. It was the new Zhao army and the second prince who won, I'm afraid if they lose, it's because they're not in a good position to rush to the rescue.

Yang Zhao smiled, but his eyes were heavy. He wiped his feet on the ground, wiped off the map, and then bit the dried meat, chewing it carefully and swallowing it slowly. He had doubts in his heart. On the way from heishuiguan, seeing that Shan Fu had obviously ambushed but didn't start, he further proved his guess. Xiao Sui was afraid that he had long known the marching arrangement on the side of Zhou, and he just wanted to use the Zhou army to eat yeluzi.

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Then Xiao Sui must have made a big bag waiting for them to drill.

After lielei camp mounted, the infantry became cavalry. Xia Shuzheng then figured out why Yang Zhao wanted a cavalry man and two horses. All the news said that the troops sent from heishuiguan were 10000 cavalry and 20000 infantry. Even those who saw them came out also saw 10000 cavalry.

"I'll take lielei camp with you!" Gao Liu stood up and said.

"You go to guard the customs, which is the guarantee of our life." Yang Zhao drank up the water in the water bag, handed the water bag to the guard, and said, "after the Liao soldiers killed, the body was thrown into the water source."

Even if we don't want this city, we can't let Dan Fu be used for supply and defense.

Night fell, and the day's fighting had gone away. The living Yingxian people quietly opened the door and saw that the streets were full of the bodies of Liao soldiers. In the afternoon, the Zhou soldiers who turned the small city into a sea of blood had disappeared.

"My Lord! My Lord!" The Yamen serviceman's nervous call sounded outside the house, and the county magistrate climbed out from under the bed and shook the door open.

"My Lord, Zhou rentui! They're gone!" The Yamen serviceman's face was black and gray, and his yellow teeth were exposed, laughing.

"Back?" As soon as the magistrate was happy, he immediately stood up straight and said, "I'm really afraid of the soldiers of Daliao!"

"My Lord!" A yamen serviceman stumbled in from the door and said, "Sir, our soldiers have been killed! There is no left, Zhou Bing has been killed, and the bodies are still thrown into our water source, many wells have also been thrown into the bodies, and our granary, you see!"

The magistrate turned pale and looked at the huge flame burning in the west of the city.

"Is that man still following?" Chai Jinzhong lay comfortably on the couch, and let the beauty with a face of patience and fear beat her legs, asking Shi Kedao.

"Yes, your highness, you will enter the former army later. You are going to supervise the war, you see?" You can bow your head and ask. As the eldest son of the family, he can only rely on power to live. Although the man is stupid, he is so fearless to the royal family. That is what he wants to do but can't do. He doesn't want him to die.

Looking at the sky outside the window, Chai Jinzhong said, "let's go down without her." Then he added with a smile, "remember we passed through a valley in front of us, just throw it there." If you both survive in this way, it will be regarded as mercy in this palace.

At that time, he was stunned, sighed in his heart, answered, and picked up Ling Qingyu from the corner of the carriage, which seemed to be in a coma.

There was a crowd in Yamaguchi, and the generals of all teams seemed to be making the final mobilization and preparation, but in the dark night before dawn, the voice of trembling teeth could still be heard.

Shi Ke took Ling Qingyu to the valley behind him, paused at the corner, leaned Ling Qingyu against the shadow under the tree, and then turned back to his carriage.

Ling Qingyu opened a crack in her eyes and wanted to loosen the rope on her hand. A thin voice floating in the wind stopped her at once.