"Rush!" Gao Bolong let out a low roar and raised his spear in his right hand. Behind him, countless Han cavalry were already sitting on their horses, whipping their horses and rushing out. Streams of cavalry poured out of the darkness, and the sea, which had been frozen to death, seemed to suddenly set off a shocking wave, and with the indomitable power of Wanjun, the angry tide of the cavalry rushed straight towards the Liao army camp.

Iron hooves trampled through the silence of dawn, and the earth trembled, "Enemy attack!" The Liao soldiers on duty widened their eyes in disbelief, the sound of the horn suddenly sounded through the night sky, and countless Liao soldiers rushed around the camp like headless flies with their blades.

Flocks of crows perched in the woods fluttered their wings at the sound of horses' hooves. The crows of crows croaking and flapping their wings were almost as loud as the sound of horses' hooves, and tens of thousands of them were hovering in the dark and dreary sky, and even the head of Nanshan City, which was miles away, could be seen clearly.

"General Gao has begun to attack the Liao camp!" Tong Yunjie slapped the battlement. The faces of all the generals of the Han army were full of excitement.

Zhao Xingde shouted: "Drums! Fire! Cheer on General Gao! ”

The Han army had already moved dozens of big drums to the head of Nanshan City, hundreds of drummers were naked, and their hands rounded the thick drumsticks, and the huge drum sound "Knock-Knock-Knock" sounded, becoming more and more urgent, and the sound seemed to be knocking on people's hearts, and the sound of horns from time to time was high and low, which only made people's blood boil!

The foot soldiers formed a wide array of banners under Nanshan City, and 20,000 people shouted in unison: "Kill-" "Kill-" "Kill!" The earth-shattering shouts of killing were heard far away. Behind Nanshan City, Ma Rui led a thousand cavalry, and when he heard the sound of cannons, he began to urge the horses to gallop with all his might, and the branches dragged behind the horse's tail raised dust gradually, coupled with the beating of drums, as if there were many cavalry behind Nanshan City ready to go.

Han Ningshuang stared into the distance, "General Gao, I can only help you like this!" She said silently, her eyes as cold as autumn water.

On the north side of the Liao army's camp, the cavalry led by Gao Bolong easily broke through the fence of the Liao army's rear formation, and the panicked Liao army was running everywhere at a loss. Gao Bolong didn't entangle with these headless flies, he pointed at the wide road in front of him with his spear, and said in a loud voice: "Follow me!" As soon as his legs clamped the horse's belly, the horse neighed, raised its hooves, and galloped along the road in front of it.

This road is the road for the Liao army grain team carriage to enter the grain and grass camp, so it is extremely smooth and wide, 10,000 cavalry did not delay at all, the horse speed was urged to the extreme, the rest of the Liao army camp, only the sound of hooves was heard, but only a few Han cavalry with the heart of death as suspicious soldiers, they shouted loudly, holding torches around the fire, for a time, the rear of the Liao army camp was full of smoke.

In the large battalion, the infantry and artillery battalions of the Xi army were in the left army and the front army. In the back, there were not only the Wujing Army guarding the baggage, but also the cavalry that had been preparing to attack the rear of Nanshan City. The people who transported grain and grass set up grass huts to shelter from the wind and rest in the Liao army camp, which made the camp in the rear even more chaotic.

Suddenly, encountered a sneak attack by the Han army, the first to clamoring to flee was tens of thousands of people who sent food, although these people were unarmed, but they were very familiar with the reality in the array, the road was open, and there was a hole in the fence of the camp, all of which were clear. The people shouted and fled for their lives, and soon the rest of the Liao army began to disperse. And some of the Liao cavalry stationed in the rear were also carried away by this surging flow of people, and some were hastily assembled, but they were crushed by the Han cavalry of the brigade. The defeat was like a mountain, and nearly 20,000 Liao troops were stationed in the entire rear formation, and almost no effective resistance was made, so they fled in all directions like headless flies. The defeated soldiers, full of terror, fled into the camps of other Liao troops, and tried their best to exaggerate the momentum of the Han cavalry.

"What's going on!" Yelu Yanshan wore a helmet crookedly and ran out of the tent of the Chinese army. Because of the haste of the matter, he only wrapped a brocade robe at random, covered with an iron armor, and immediately sat on his horse when he left the camp, pulled out the scimitar, and looked around, there were Liao soldiers running around everywhere, and the whole camp was in a mess, and there was an enemy to be seen. Yelu Yanshan grabbed a general and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The man slurped and said, "Report to your lordship, it seems to be ...... It seems to be a sneak attack by enemy troops! ”

"From which direction?" Yelu Yanshan asked with his eyes wide open.

"The end, the end, the end, the end will ......, and the end will not know." The general seemed to be a little stunned by the might of Yelu Yanshan, and actually spoke incoherently.

"Then what are you running around! Rubbish! Yelu Yanshan scolded, let go of this person, and shouted: "Don't run, hold the camp!" The surrounding Liao army generals and personal soldiers saw the capital, have gathered around him, not long after there are already hundreds of horsemen wearing armor, in the panic of the Chinese army camp, this group of horsemen is like a sea god needle, five thousand Baijia palace tent troops are guarding the periphery, stationed more than 20,000 soldiers and horses of the Chinese army camp suddenly stabilized the situation.

The rear army was raided by the enemy cavalry, but the left army and friendly troops also discovered the enemy army, in front of the camp, the artillery of Nanshan City was fired in unison, and the scouts found that the Han army was out of the city and lined up, and it seemed that they were preparing to attack the camp head-on. For a time, Yelu Yanshan had no way to judge the true intentions of the Han army, so he had to strictly order all his troops to hold their own positions.

"Do you see whose banner it is?"

"Zhao ,......, is Zhao De!" The Liao army who came to report the news said so, but Yelu Yanshan was relieved. He has been fighting with Zhao De for more than a month, and he knows a little about this person, although he is stoic and strategic, he is not the kind of fierce general. "Zhao De's temperament is to seek victory in stability, and it is impossible to throw the army in a sneak attack from behind. The superiority of the 100,000 Liao army in strength is impossible to shake. When the Han army attacked the camp, it was still planned to attack and defend, and it only had the power of harassment, but it did not defeat the strength of our army in one fell swoop. If you calculate it higher, the cavalry that the Han people can fight is only three or four thousand. Yelu Yanshan groaned. Perhaps the Han army was attacking the flank with surprise troops, and the heavy troops were still waiting in front of them. He immediately assigned a military order, and he personally sat in the Chinese army, and the general Yelu Yin led the 5,000 palace tent army to expel the Han cavalry in the camp, and the deputy commander Guo Baoyi supervised the artillery battalion to prevent the main force of the Han army from attacking the front.

However, before the Chinese army's military order was transmitted, the Han cavalry had already rushed to the front of the baggage camp along the gap in the Liao army camp. The cavalry of the brigade began to fire rockets around the grain and grass of the Liao army, and even the cavalry of the Han army, who were not afraid of death, braved the arrows of the Liao army guarding the village to rush to the camp and threw the canister of fire oil tied to the head of the javelin. Originally, in order to prevent enemy attacks, the top of the army's grain and grass was coated with a layer of wet mud. However, because a large amount of grain and grass had arrived in recent days, it was too late to follow the rules, and they were all piled up in the camp at random, and the fire soon burst into flames. The Liao troops in the battalion had to fight the fire while struggling to cope with the siege of the enemy.

However, compared with the Liao army, the Han cavalry was still too few, and once it stopped in one place for a long time, there was a danger of being surrounded by the Liao cavalry. After the initial panic of the Liao army, the effect of the Han army's sneak attack is weakening little by little, and many Han troops and Jurchen cavalry have been entangled and strangled with the cavalry of the Liao army to aid them. In the midst of the beep fire, cavalry continued to fall from their horses. Therefore, seeing that the fire was spreading, Gao Bolong led the Han cavalry to gallop again.

The gate of the Liao army camp has just been opened, and more than 5,000 palace tent troops have not yet rushed out, and the Han cavalry has already rushed to the front. Before the Liao army could react, the two cavalry collided together. In the darkness, the firelight reflected the scimitar and spearhead in blood red, and other than that, everything seemed to be looming, countless war horses staggered, and from time to time someone screamed and fell off the horse. The enemy army actually entered the Chinese army camp, and the Liao cavalry on the periphery rushed up to fight. The cavalry wielding spears and scimitars, interweaving large and small war groups of dozens of people and hundreds of people, the two sides gritted their teeth and fought fiercely, and the battle was more than ten times more fierce than when Shicai rushed into the Liao army camp just now.

"General Gao, it's time to retreat, right?" The pro-soldier asked loudly from behind.

"Kill!" Gao Bolong's eyes were already red, "Rush forward for me!" His riding spear had already been lost, and he swung his saber vigorously, in this storm-like attack, his whole person seemed to be crazy, sideways avoidance, the cold spear seemed to be cut across the face, and then slashed horizontally, the oncoming Liao general suddenly turned his head in a different place, and the blood also sprayed Gao Bolong's body, and when he opened his eyes again, the entire dark battlefield seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of blood.

"Bo Jilie, the Han people are crazy, if it goes on like this, we can't go, everyone will be doomed!" The Tiger shouted. The Jin army claimed that "if you can't rush back and forth for ten times, you can't count it as a cavalry", but the surrounding Liao cavalry killed more and more, and the arms of the Jurchen cavalry began to be numb, and many people were stabbed off their horses by the Liao army.

He is nearly sixty years old, but his vision is as sharp as that of a man in his prime. He stared fiercely at the tent of the military camp in the Liao State, the handsome flag erected in the camp, and a general of the Liao army was surrounded in the middle like a star holding the moon.

"Kill the past" After finishing his speech, he raised his scimitar and pointed forward, shouting: "Rush over and kill Yelu Yanshan!" The group of Meng'an Mook who followed him were all henchmen who had been fighting for many years, and they did not hesitate when they heard the order, shouting their respective orders loudly, and groups of Jurchen cavalry gathered together, forming a forward force on the scattered battlefield, slashing with guns and bayonets, and struggling to rush forward to kill. The more than 1,000 cavalry led by the general Yelu Yin couldn't resist and was forced to retreat.

"Fooled!" Yelu Yanshan stared at the enemy soldiers who rushed towards him, and at the moment of life and death, they shouted Jurchen barbarians, "These damn people are Jurchen barbarians!" Yelu Yanshan pushed away the generals who were shouting next to him, "Lord Dutong go first", he drew his scimitar and shouted: "The Chinese army must not retreat, rush up and kill these barbarians!" ”