The sudden Liao cavalry suddenly plunged the already chaotic Hebei camp into even greater chaos. The Liao cavalry rushed straight into the camp through the open gate of the cave, and while setting fire to it, he slashed and killed the fleeing soldiers in a disorderly manner. The sound of horses' hooves, whistling, and the fire burning. The Hebei border army fought a battle with the Liao people for nearly a hundred years, and when they saw the Liao cavalry rushing in, they copied all kinds of big guns, hemp knives, shields and other blades, three regiments, five groups of spontaneous battles, and more archers hid behind the messy camps and baggage, and fired arrows at the Liao cavalry. Regardless of the losses along the way, the Tielin Army, which dared to break into the camp of the Song army, trampled through the mess in the camp, broke through the loose resistance of the Song army along the way, and rushed towards the tent in the middle of the camp.

Zhao Xingde carefully hid in the shadow of the tent, holding a spear in his arms, and watched the cavalry of the Liao. The Iron Forest Army shouted loudly, and swept through the middle of the camp like a whirlwind cloud, and most of the cavalry rushed towards the tent, and a small part scattered along the way, throwing torches coated with pine resin in all directions, and the flames were blazing, reflecting the light and shadow of the light on his face. There were constantly Song troops around him who attacked the Liao cavalry with spears and bows and arrows, but more of them were rushed away and trampled by the Liao cavalry. At this time, a Liao cavalry rushed to the front, did not see the Xingde hidden in the shadows, after a torch was thrown on the tent, Le Ma stopped suddenly, was about to turn the horse's head, and continued to rush towards the tent, Zhao Xingde jumped up like a spring, and pierced the spear into the back of the cavalry with all his strength. The war horse was frightened, jumped up on all fours, and ran away with the dead cavalry, no one around saw this scene, Zhao Xingde only spat on the ground, as if venting the resentment in his chest.

At this time, the cavalry of the Liao State Brigade rushed to the center of the camp, a group of three or four people, threw a lasso and landed on the spire of the tent, the horses pulled together, not much effort, and suddenly cleared a large open space around the tent that was conducive to the galloping of the cavalry, and more cavalry began to tentatively shoot arrows at the Song army's tent cavalry. There are also some heavily armored Tielin troops who have begun to gather into hundreds of clusters, ready to attack the commander's tent. The rest of the cavalry was a group of two or three hundred horsemen galloping around in the Hebei camp, charging and trampling on the stragglers who gathered together.

The Liao cavalry kept galloping around the camp and firing arrows, but Zhao Xingde didn't dare to get too close, so he only watched from a distance with other soldiers. At this time, I saw that the Song army moved away from the antlers, and a cavalry rushed out with a spear under the rain of arrows, and suddenly broke away the Liao cavalry outside, and the Song army in the camp was like a flood, along the road that the cavalry rushed out, and rushed to the east.

"Dashuai is running!" "Everyone, rush out!" Seeing this, the surrounding Song soldiers followed behind the only Song army that was still in the camp, Zhao Xingde was wrapped in all the soldiers, and also held spears, running desperately, and the cavalry of the Liao State continued to catch up from behind, wielding scimitars and slashing the Song soldiers who fled with the brigade. At present, the fire around the camp is getting more and more fierce, and I don't know how many Liao cavalry are galloping around outside, as long as they run in the middle of the team, at least there is some security. His ears were filled with the wild shouts and screams of the soldiers, as well as the frantic hooves and shouts of the Khitan cavalry, even if he almost exploded in his chest, Zhao Xingde did not dare to stop, and there were constantly Song soldiers falling behind, and these people became excellent targets for the slaughter of the cavalry.

When you are chased by the enemy, you don't have to run faster than the war horse, just run a little faster than your comrades, Zhao Xingde silently read this sentence in his heart, but he felt that his legs and feet were getting softer and softer, his mouth was dry, a smell of blood rushed straight to the end of his nose, and his heartbeat was almost extremely fast. The Song army, which followed the deployment of the brigade, left the camp farther and farther away, and some of the Liao cavalry had already surpassed them, but they did not care about the defeat of these remnants, but pursued the Song cavalry closely, and the rest were unhurriedly strangled and strangled those Song troops who had fallen behind.

The Song army next to him became less and less, a Liao cavalry seemed to notice Zhao Xingde, and rode a horse to run towards him, Zhao Xingde heard the sound of the horse's hooves behind him gradually approaching, and tried his best to run desperately, but the sound of the horse's hooves was still getting closer and closer, he didn't dare to look back, but he could hear a scream not far behind him, just when he was about to despair, suddenly a Song cavalry turned back and killed, when the first horse bent the bow and arrows, an arrow was shot out, Xingde only listened to the horse's hooves behind him, Then the Liao war horse ran away from him with the cavalry with the arrow in the face. The desperately fleeing foot soldiers didn't have time to cheer, and the cavalry who turned back did not stop, taking advantage of the fact that the chasing Khitan cavalry did not have time to gather together, arrows and guns were picked, so that the chasing Liao cavalry had to stop pursuing.

At this time, the Song army deserters in front slowed down and gradually became crowded, and Zhao Xingde also rushed forward with the crowd. A vast river, suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Xingde's eyes, looking at it from afar, the water surface is boundless, there have been tens of thousands of defeated soldiers of the Song army gathered around the wharf, Zhao Xingde was only able to run with the brigade for a long time, do not distinguish the direction, at this moment, but has come to the Yellow River North Stream Wharf, dozens of sea ships docked at the edge of the wharf, seen from a distance, it seems that the people on the boat are desperately throwing some useless goods and ballast stones into the sea together, several ships have pulled up the iron anchor, slowly sailing away. The men of the Zhenbei Army desperately tried to maintain order and prevent the rebels from crowding on the boat. On the periphery of the wharf, there were corpses of dead men and horses everywhere, and it was conceivable that the Zhenbei Army and the Liao cavalry who had deployed adults here experienced a fierce battle.

Although the Khitan cavalry that was chasing after them was temporarily killed and retreated by the Zhenbei Army, most of the defeated soldiers who fled here had lost their fighting spirit, and many claimed to have seen Tong Guan on the boat with their own eyes and were about to flee by sea!

"The official is running away!" "Let Grandpa go on the boat!" "Don't stay here and kill the Khitans!" Just experienced the camp roar, the Khitan cavalry sneak attack, the fleeing soldiers were on the verge of collapse at this time, and they lost their minds, regardless of the obstruction of the Zhenbei army in front, while shouting and scolding, while desperately rushing towards the sea boats, but the dozens of sea ships can accommodate only thousands of people, if they are deployed adults really make plans to abandon the army, I am afraid that the ones who are left behind will not be killed by the Liao cavalry, but only jump into the sea.

"Defeat is like a mountain!" Zhao Xingde had such a sentence in his mind, there were constantly defeated soldiers pouring here, he couldn't help but push and shove with the surrounding soldiers, and some people were already trampled to the ground, trampled to death.

Tong Guan, who was mistaken by the army for thinking that the camp was far away, stood on the building of an official ship moored in the port in embarrassment, looking at the narrow range of the wharf, full of the surging heads of the Song army, from here, these people are like ants in the tide, but if they really abandon this tens of thousands of troops and flee back to Tokyo, they are afraid that the death penalty will not escape. And farther away, the hundreds of Khitan iron horsemen who had arrived in advance were gathering again, and they seemed to be a little afraid of the large number of Song troops, and only watched from afar.

Tong Guan's face was pale, beside him, it turned out that Tian Shizhen, Shang Qiong, Hu Sai'an and other generals of the Hebei battalion had long since disappeared, and there were only a few generals left, if it weren't for Han Shizhong of the Second Army in Zhenbei who had just desperately killed the Khitan cavalry that followed, I was afraid that the Yellow River would be full of floating corpses right now.

"Dashuai, Hejian is an important town on the border, if Hejian is not guaranteed, the Khitans will drive straight in, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to Dashuai!" Marching Sima Wang Yan said in a deep voice, his face was pale, if Tong Guan had followed his advice last night and let the generals go out to clean up the chaos, the Hebei camp might not have collapsed under the surprise attack of the Khitans. And Tong Guan heard that there seemed to be a lot of Liao cavalry galloping in the direction of Hejian Fucheng, so he immediately decided to flee in the direction of the dock, and immediately boarded the sea boat, which made Wang Yan even more angry, despite this, he still relied on the etiquette of his subordinates to dissuade Tong Guan from leaving the army, otherwise, even if others don't care, Jinguan Mansion will definitely report to the official family according to the truth.