Just when Liu Yu was about to be forced into a corner and had to shout the battle slogan, Nai Yan and his guards fell into a real battle.

The cause of the incident was somewhat inexplicable, and they crossed the Liao River from the upper shoals when they suddenly received news from the scouts in front of them that a group of horsemen suspected of being horse thieves were rushing towards them, and the number was unbelievable.

This is the edge of the area he ruled, because of the sparse population, there are not many scattered tribes included in it, from here all the way to the Luanhe River, usually the most traveled are caravans to and from Dadu or Shangdu, to say that there are still horse thieves, such as the notorious old North Wind is one of them.

But what puzzled Nai Yan was that the other party's style of behavior was quite different from the horse thief he was familiar with, and he didn't ask for a reason, but his own big man not only did not withdraw, but nailed it up like a fly that smelled blood, did they think that with a little more rabble, they could take down their own 1,000 elite horses in one fell swoop?

Nai Yan was a little depressed about his flag, has it been a long time since he has been threatening, and all cats and dogs think he is sick.

"Great Khan, do you want it"

The captain of his guard is a middle-aged man over forty years old, loyal and reliable, and his character is more than steady, as soon as the words come out, he understands what he means, it is only three days away to go back, if there is no messenger from the capital city, maybe he will really do it, but now he is driven home by a group of horse thieves in front of others, whether he Ulus Khan will be mixed in this area in the future, how to be the head of the host kings?

"Take your men and disperse them."

Nai Yan is not arrogant enough to be outnumbered to the point that he can gather and annihilate thousands of horse thieves in this valley plain, and as long as he can continue to hurry, he can only talk about the big things after he goes back, and the messenger behind him seems to have made up his mind to follow, without saying a word, but secretly slows down the horse's speed, and even the direction is a little sideways.

I have to say that Atahai's battlefield sense is extremely keen, if it weren't for the Yuwa Lost Division, with the marching speed of his army, the point of contact between the two sides would definitely be between the two river plains, not like now, it will be blocked on the side of the Liao River, the goal is to carry back the water, even if you want to escape, it is not easy.

Of course, what Yu Wah lost was not so simple, although they intercepted the target as they wished, but after nearly eighteen hours of wild running, not to mention how much horsepower was wasted, even the knight on horseback was almost exhausted, but the other party was an elite division waiting for work, at first glance, there was only one way to go, and desperately rushed up to fight into a melee.

There was no horse to change, and the horse under the crotch was also spitting, Yu Wa lost without any hesitation, and at the same time instigated the horse, he first took the round shield on his back in his hand, and pulled out a long knife from his waist with his empty hand, and rushed forward with a shout, which was very similar to a horse thief in terms of play.

The oncoming arrows were precise and powerful, and from time to time there were people around him who fell together with their mounts, and more people immediately made up for it, and the Mongolian cavalry who were ordered to intercept them often were drowned by the large group of men and horses who pounced on them before they had time to turn around.

"Kipchaks!"

Nayan gritted his teeth and shouted these words, such a large group of formed Kipchak cavalry suddenly appeared in this wasteland, and the goal was so clear, he didn't have to think about who would send it, but why?

Before he could figure it out, he suddenly found that the messenger and his entourage, who had been following him, had fled at some point, leaving only their backs covered in dust.

"They have exhausted their strength, and the warriors who cut the red catties will go out with me."

Facing danger, it aroused his bloodiness, Nai Yan pulled out his scimitar, shouted and rode forward, the black big man behind him shook twice, and all the remaining cavalry followed his own sweat, and the Kipchaks rushed forward like a tide, and the two groups of men and horses collided fiercely.

As Nai Yan said, the other party is indeed tired, such a big action, it is even more disjointed physically and mentally, only with a strong heart, by Nai Yan with hundreds of fresh forces rushed like this, there are signs of collapse, Nai Yan galloped under the escort of the left and right, as if he had regained the pleasure of the old crusade, until he met a strong man with a dark complexion.

Yu Wa lost a little better than his subordinates, although he was brave and brave, but he had been fighting for a while, and his body was also shaky, but the black face stood so conspicuously in the formation, and he was invincible everywhere he went, he could only meet it in person, otherwise he would be pierced.

"Ahh

His round shield was full of arrows, and he didn't have time to pull them off one by one, his hands were staggered, and he used his long knife to intercept the protruding arrow shafts to the ground, and Yu Wa let out a loud roar, lifting up his little spirit, and then backhanded a knife handle on the horse's back, forcing his war horse to raise its four hooves and rush towards the eye-catching figure under the black da.

Naiyan's opponent who also rushed over, the strong man who was being carried by the war horse was like a drink, and he could fall down at any time if he staggered, but he knew that this was just a façade, because the two guards who rushed up in succession failed to block him for a single turn.

Nayan was undaunted, added a whip fiercely, and rushed forward with a scimitar.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound on the ground, and it wasn't the two-knife confrontation that Nayan expected, in that case, he was sure to cut off his opponent's scarred long knife.

However, after the wrong horse, he found that his scimitar had slashed the opponent's round shield, and the hardwood and iron-inlaid shield suddenly became torn apart under such a strong impact, leaving only an iron frame that was tightly grasped in his hand.

Receiving the full force of his opponent's blow, Yuwa's swaying posture almost lost his balance and fell off the horse, and finally held his body, he did not turn the horse's head, but used the handle of his knife to draw the back of the horse again, and the horse, which was almost foaming at the mouth, accelerated again and rushed towards his true target.

Yu Wa lost never thought of killing Nai Yan with one blow, not to mention that the guards around him were like clouds, even if he was not a general, this was clear to him from before he rushed over, but he still rushed desperately, with only one target, the black face.

By the time Nai Yan understood his opponent's plan, it was too late, and he turned the horse's head around and his own flag bearer was cut down to the ground by the black strong man, who even threw away his own knife, picked up half of the flag and waved it while shouting.

"Ulus Khan is dead! Your Great Khan is dead!"

Then Nai Yan sadly found that his people's hearts were about to disperse, and the team was not easy to lead.

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