When they retreated to the rear, they heard a wailing all over the place.

Time doesn't stop ticking, slowly gliding towards the evening. There are still so many camps of Khitan tribal leaders all over the fields, some of them have quieted down, and some are still doing the reinforcement and rest work of the camps.

In Yelu Abaoji's big tent, Yelu Deguang was dressed in mink leather clothes, looking noble and wild, at this moment he was questioning his father, that is, Yelu Abaoji, yes, it was questioning, to the land of the Han family, such a move would be regarded as a big rebellion, but there are so many rules missing, everyone is free, and even a big shot is not uncommon.

"Father Khan, why don't you send troops to support the camp in front today, if Father Khan sends troops, I can't say that we can't lose the front camp, now the fourteen fortresses in the front camp have been uprooted, and the back camp can live in peace for a few days?" Yerod was quite angry, and when it came to that situation, the whole battalion trampled on each other, and it was absolutely impossible to protect it without backup.

"Hmph, what do you know, haven't you noticed that the Tang Army didn't go all out? If I put all the soldiers and horses in the rear battalion, then I will no longer be able to pull out, and it will inevitably be followed by the addition of Li Siyuan of the Tang Army, and the chance of victory can be said to be at all. Yelu Abaoji was also stunned, he really didn't expect that this Tang army would have so many fresh weapons, not only fresh, but also quite powerful.

"Sooner or later, you have to fight hard, why not do it now?" Yerod was still a little unconvinced.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death? I, Yelu Abao, as the leader of the eight divisions, was killed with a knife and a shot, and I am not afraid, and there is no need for this battle to continue. A glint flashed in Yelu Abaoji's eyes, "It's just a plain sacrifice here, I can't take the lives of my clansmen as a child's play, we will withdraw tonight." ”

The Khitan expedition this time is all the people, many of them are old and weak, but each of these old and weak will open a bow to fight, which cannot be ignored, and the old and weak women and children in the Khitan army attached to these camps, except for one person who guards the bonfire, the others have been wrapped in rags on their bodies, snuggled up to each other and fell asleep. In the wilderness, only the crackling and crackling of dead branches in the campfire could be heard.

The men and horses who patrolled the night vigil in all the camps were also tired, and sought a shelter to take refuge from the wind. Or look at the still brightly lit village with envy. I don't know what the scene is, and who knows if I can live until the next night. The guy who didn't get the shift like this has a good life, and he can be regarded as enjoying a lot of camps everywhere, even if the vigilance is lax, there are still people on duty to play the drum. In the camps everywhere, the sound of beating the third watch finally sounded, and these sounds startled some old and weak people outside the camp, they rubbed their eyes, rubbed their cold bodies, and fell asleep again numbly.

At this time, in this wilderness, in the three camps, suddenly there was a loud noise, and this shouting and whistling sound rushed straight into the sky, and no one could tell what these shouts were talking about. It's just like squeezing out of the chests of people who have lived in troubled times, the kind of desperate but fierce and crazy cry in the face of harsh providence.

The light of the fire then rose up, illuminating the four fields in a clear light. The half-asleep Khitans in the surrounding wilderness were awakened, leaning close to each other in fear, staring blankly at everything in front of them. Before they could fully react to what was going on, they saw the gate of the camp opened, and a group of menacing soldiers and horses came in, waving their blades. Some of the people who rushed in couldn't wait to rush out of the gate, so they directly knocked down the unreliable fence and poured out. The influx of men and horses were red-eyed, and they slashed at the awakened crowd with their blades.

Torches were thrown everywhere, the camp was already on fire, and many people were also on fire, screaming and rolling around. The blood light burst out in all directions, and the impact of the war horse trampled the old and weak women and children who were powerless to struggle into flesh, and in just a moment, I don't know how many people have lost their lives.

"Attacking the camp, the Han people have attacked the camp." The people who reacted shouted loudly in Khitan language.

The frenzy spread rapidly, and the Tang army all over the mountains and fields wrapped themselves in the old and weak women and children, crying and struggling from the fire, scurrying around like headless flies. It spreads outward from the center of several camps. The constant death drove them from behind, causing the dense crowd of cháo to crash into the camp in all directions, and the people huddled together, trampled on each other, and even attacked each other, all trying to escape the frenzy behind them. But it made the panicked man Cháo even more irrational.

The man was no longer driven away, but crashed into the other camps. Before some of the camps could react, they had already been pushed down by the frenzied people and hugged in. With each gap, I don't know how many creatures were trampled into the dirt, these frenzied people had forgotten what they were running away from, and rushed into the camps, and began to kill and set fires in the same way, and also began to trample on themselves.

The Khitan military discipline was not very strict, and drinking in the army was a common thing, and the half-drunk leaders and their henchmen were pulled out of the camp tents, and suddenly countless hands and countless blades stretched out, turning them into meat paste in the blink of an eye. The fire rises everywhere, and after a short time, it has become a prairie fire, reflecting everything around, if someone can watch from the clouds, they can see that this land has become a hell on earth.

Ge Congzhou poked his head out of the crowd: "Sons, kill with me, rush to the back, and go straight to Yelu Abaoji's camp." ”

Some of the camps were more heavily guarded, and some of them were old pawns among the Khitan soldiers and horses, and they immediately reacted that this was the sneak attack that the tribal army was most worried about. Even if it was because these ethnic minorities were defenseless, the most important thing was that their tents did not have any defensive function, once they were attacked by the cavalry, they set fire everywhere before the enemy could react, creating chaos, and the people who had just woken up from their sleep still had half a point of fighting spirit.

In this era, the Han nationality was relatively advanced, and the corresponding military law was also strict, and the military soldiers were also the most insignificant. In the barracks, except for those generals who led the army, almost everyone had a depression in their hearts.