"I've known your plan, come out quickly and be captured!"

A tight shout sounded outside the door, Liu Yu thought about it with a calm face unconsciously, and as soon as he looked up, he met a calm gaze, Yang Lei seemed to understand his thoughts, and slowly shook his head, the meaning is obvious, righteousness is not humiliated!

"There are about a thousand people outside the door, and they have to divide their troops to guard the intersections of each courtyard around this courtyard, and the number in front of the door is about four or five hundred. As long as you can rush to the street, you can buy some time, and you and your people will leave immediately, hide or flee, and never turn back. ”

After saying it one after another, Yang Lei didn't look at Liu Yu again, turned to face more than a dozen subordinates, raised his hand and said in a deep voice.

From the day he entered the capital, Liu Yu was retreating in batches, in order not to have today, who didn't know that he would get out of danger a day earlier, but his colleagues were all people who knew the roots, so that those who were newly married and had not yet been married, and the pillars of the family's only son went back first, it became an unwritten rule, do you regret it? There may be some in my heart, but on my face, how can a man show it, not to mention that they are the royal class of the saint of the Su Guard Officer's family!

"Throw these Laoshzi away, strangle the soldiers, you and the other four people will follow a certain in front, and the rest will not leave the book an inch, if you don't kill enough today, no one is allowed to die lightly, do you hear?"

Liu Yu was stunned in a hurry, there are more than a thousand people outside, only a hundred steps away, the Yuan people can transfer tens of thousands or even more at any time, even if he has the courage not inferior to Jin Ming, what can he do in such a situation? But it was just a waste of his life, and seeing these people running into the room, one by one, wearing armor through the armor, the bright and shiny armor shining golden under the sun, blinding his eyes, things were already out of control.

"Yu Hou, you see the book."

A sergeant who ran up to the second floor suddenly pointed into the distance and shouted, Is there another enemy? Yang Lei and Liu Yu were both shocked, no one spoke, and ran up the ladder "pout", and they were cold to the bottom of their hearts at a glance. Including the intersection they predetermined to break through, there were figures everywhere, and the number of people was not necessarily as large as before, but they were all riding, Yang Lei's face became pale, even if he broke through an opening, how could he escape? You must know that this is their own capital, and they are far more familiar with the road than the Song people.

"It's better to rely on me, it's better to say" Liu Yu's words were not finished, and the sergeant on the side made a strange sound.

"Oh, what's that?"

Originally, it was enough to surround this small courtyard, and it was enough to have a thousand Han army troops transferred by Lian Xixian, this area was originally their jurisdiction, and the other party was only about a dozen people, which was going to let them escape, what would happen to these Han troops, everyone knew very well that the eleventh smash order more than ten days ago was placed there, and the blood stains on the stake had not yet dried.

"Why is His Highness here, the Great Khan has a new will?" Lian Xixian led the leader of the army to meet the horses, Zhenjin was guarded by a team of Mongolian cavalry, just look at their unruly eyes to know that these uncles are the cowards of the palace guards.

"The Great Khan has an order, whether he lives or dies." There were only four simple words, but what Lian Xixian heard was a killing intent, and something happened to make the Great Khan angry, he looked at Zhenjin's expression, and the other party shook his head helplessly, and came to the door with them without saying a word.

"Will they not surrender?" No one answered Zhenjin's words, and he himself knew that it was nonsense, people were not even afraid of death, so how could they be caught?

If this is really the case, then there is only one end, Zhenjin is unwilling to do this in his heart, this is not only contrary to the Han books he is familiar with, but also inconsistent with the customs on the grassland, these southern barbarians are worthy of respect, even if they are opponents, at the moment except to fulfill them, Zhenjin can't think of what else he can do.

The first intersection from the post house to the right turn was a street about five hundred paces long, and such a small distance was only a few ups and downs for a fast horse, not to mention the cowardly cavalry that overtook the whole army, but a group of four cavalry walking on this street walked leisurely as if they were walking on the grassland, and there was no feeling that a battle was coming.

Cha Sutai was the leader of this small group of cavalry, and as the commander of the Ten Commanders in the Cowardly Xue Dynasty, his men were responsible for patrolling this intersection, and of course included this long street. However, in his opinion, where can he use such a large formation to capture a dozen or so Song people, and an empty street, how can it be worth ten cowardly Xue to guard, so not only is he a little slack, but even the horses are allowed to walk slowly, bows and arrows? It's all stuck in the skin, and a few people who are talking and laughing loudly don't notice it, and I don't know when it started behind them, and there is an extra horse.

Yes, compared to the shorter Mongolian horses, this big red eater horse can be described as a miracle horse, with a slender neck, erect ears, large and prominent eyes, short and straight back cheeks, extremely shiny coat, and a high tail mane, that is simply a treasure in the eyes of horse lovers, and Chasutai is certainly no exception.

At this time, it was very close to the gate of the post house, and the Han army surrounding the gate was probably preparing for the attack, the long ladder and the striking wood were opened in turn, and the foot soldiers were lined up in several rows with bows and arrows.

Empty on horseback!

"Cha Sutai, you actually brought a spare horse?" A cavalryman was joking, and it was not a long-distance attack, but an ordinary patrol and interception, and no one would tie an extra horse to the back, this statement made Chasutai grin.

"Regardless of before, it's my horse now."

As he spoke, he leaned down to reach the reins on his head, but the horse was not reluctant at all, and his head flicked to the side to make his gesture fall short, which made several people laugh, and he couldn't help but be slightly annoyed, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A dazzling light flashed on Chasutai, and when he came back to his senses, a blood stain on his chest was expanding, and the ensuing pain made his eyes blurry, and in a trance, a red cloud rose on the horse's back, and he didn't have time to see it clearly, and the sudden dizziness made him fall headlong.

He was not mistaken, red, the most dazzling red, in the gray streets, houses and the black and white Mongol Han army seemed so prominent, even the cheeks of the knights on the horse, were red and shining, that was the color of youth, but also the color of the Great Song Dynasty, and it was the only color of this ancient nation that has been passed down for thousands of years!

The dancing red clouds shone with golden light, and the three horsemen in astonishment fell off their horses like their ten-captain before they could react, and there were only four ownerless horses left on the long street, and the bright red cloud.

"Drive!"

The pheasant slave who had flipped up from under the horse's belly sat upright, and the big spear in her hand was danced in a semicircle, and the steel and edged spear head was whipped on the back of the ownerless horse like a whip, and under the pain, the four horses raised their hooves and rushed forward, as if some demon would catch up with them.

She did not immediately follow, but while clamping her legs on the horse's belly and urging the horse to speed up, she hung up the spear, and with a flick of both hands, a riding bow and a few feathered arrows were in her hand. The mouth was clear again and again, one after another feather arrows flew out, and those besieging Han troops who were stunned by the mutation became immovable targets, and when the startled horses rushed over, what choice was there but to throw things down and run backwards? They are only patrolmen, not soldiers.

When the screams rang out, the pheasant slave had already thrown away the riding bow, buckled an iron helmet on his head with his backhand, and didn't even have time to pull the tie, so he lowered his body and held the big gun in his hand, stepping on the body that was still struggling, and rolled over the fleeing Han army like a whirlwind, so that the real gold who witnessed this qiē was stunned, is this the weak Southern Dynasty people in the eyes of everyone?

"Intercept him and protect the prince!"

"It's Sister Pheasant, open the door!"

The shouts of both sides sounded almost at the same time, the moment the pheasant slave appeared, Liu Yu couldn't tell what mood he was in, he could ask Yang Lei and the others to put down their weapons to save their lives, but could the pheasant slave? Liu Yu didn't dare to imagine that she would fall into the hands of the Yuan people, he didn't dare to think about it! What to do? His mind was a mess, as if he had returned to that snowy night, and the same difficult choice to make, a mistake would be a catastrophe!

For this unexpected blow, the enemy's stunned was only a moment's work, and when the four startled horses were killed on the spot, a small gap appeared in front of the pheasant's eyes, and the courtyard door of the post house was opening, and she only needed to speed up and rush over to achieve her goal.

"Where to go, barbarian!"

It was certainly not Chinese, and it was probably this kind of word that the pheasant slave was thinking about, and a Mongolian cavalryman rushed diagonally with a scimitar, and a small round shield tied to the other hand. If he avoided him, this person would block the courtyard gate that had just been opened, and looking at the Han army surging up like a tide behind him, the pheasant slave gritted his teeth and met it without fear.

His knife was still far away from the house, and a shining bouquet of flowers arrived in front of him, and in addition to being surprised in his heart, the round shield on his heart almost instinctively protected the vital point, and the crisp click sound hit his eardrums, why wasn't it the huge shock of the spear breaking the shield? He was already prepared, and he even thought of a back move, so as to clip the opponent's big gun, and then take his head with a knife, as a coward, he has such confidence.

Although it was different from what he imagined, the scimitar on his right hand still slashed down, shining on the opponent's neck, if it did not miss, it would fly into the air along with the iron helmet with the red tassel, and then fall with scattered blood, that is the most beautiful scenery on the battlefield, not this nasty red.

The distance is too close, the pheasant slave sighed in his heart, the Mongolian cavalry who rushed over obliquely eliminated her speed advantage, and even the spear was a little weaker, the other party was a good hand, three times in a row were blocked by his round shield, seeing the knife light coming to his head, the pheasant slave bit his lower lip fiercely, and the castrated old spear was flipped over, forming a spear flower out of thin air, the fourth point! She finally did.

"Ahh There was a scream.

Immediately, the knight watched as his shoulder was pierced, and the flying blood formed a blood mist in front of his eyes, and the scimitar that could not be retracted slashed at a hard object, making a dull crashing sound, and he himself rushed into the open courtyard gate with men and horses, and before he could open his eyes, he was struck down by a long knife, and he could not live in front of him.

"It's a woman!"

Zhen Jin, who was surrounded by a large group of Mongols and Han Chinese, almost exhaled in surprise, Fang Cai was a good hand in the cowardice, and the warrior who usually used force to pride himself was actually killed by someone in the face, and his blow only knocked off the helmet of the person.

As the iron helmet flew into the air, there was also her bun, the supple green silk fell along the iron armor, under the beautiful face, a pair of bright big eyes pierced the heart, in that glimpse, Zhenjin even saw her determination, what kind of land can raise such a moving woman.