Ten miles passed in a blink of an eye, and the speed of the war horses under the crotches of Heiwa inevitably slowed down, and the physical strength of the Khitan people's war horses had just reached their peak, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

"Abandon the armor!" Seeing that her brother was about to be within the range of the Khitan bows and arrows, Heiwa ordered without pity.

The scouts took out their short knives and cut the straps of their armor, and for a moment countless heavy armor fell to the ground. Without the weight of dozens of catties, their war horses were much faster, and they once again widened the distance between them and the Khitans.

"Donkey skills are poor!" The Khitan commander snorted coldly, still chasing after him unhurriedly. He knew that Heiwa's war horse physical strength had already been consumed, and it was only a matter of time before they caught up with them.

A quarter of an hour later, when the two stretches of mountains appeared in front of him, Heiwa was overjoyed, he knew that victory was imminent, and as long as the Khitans went a few miles further, they would be dead.

The Khitan commander also looked happy, the mountains in front of him were not very high, but the terrain was not small, as long as the enemy in front rushed up the hillside, the speed would definitely drop. Then he could easily catch up with them, believing that his 2,000 men would be able to shoot down the enemy with just one round of arrows.

"Accelerate!" The Khitan commander suddenly ordered, and he knew that all he had to do now was to bite the enemy tightly, just waiting for the moment when the enemy rushed up the hill and was exposed to his own range.

Seeing Heiwa leading people up the hillside, before the Khitan commander could give the order to shoot them, he heard a gong sound from the top of the mountain.

The Khitan commander's face changed greatly, and his first reaction was to be ambushed.

The truth did not disappoint him, and countless black-clothed and black-armored cavalry suddenly appeared on the top of the two mountains, rushing towards them from left to right.

The two cavalry, numbering 10,000 men, roared down from the top of the hill, and the smoke rolled up like two manic dragons, and the sound of horses' hooves could literally pierce the eardrums.

The Khitan commander was not panicked, he believed that the descendants of the green ox and white horse were the most courageous warriors in the world. Cavalry confrontation, he did not scare anyone.

"Turn!" The commander waved his banner, turned his horse with two thousand cavalry, and ran behind him.

He didn't want to run away, there was a hill in front of them, and if they didn't turn they were from the bottom up, but the enemy was from the top down, and they suffered a great loss. He had to choose a suitable battlefield for himself, and besides, he had a thousand cavalry behind him. He was to gather the three thousand, so that the odds would be greater.

Yang Xuan, who was in the lead, saw the Qian's actions and sneered slightly, "It's quite smart, but you underestimate me!" Hasten! ”

The 10,000 cavalry suddenly accelerated, and collided straight towards the Khitan cavalry, which had only completed the turn.

The commander's eyes widened in horror, his reaction was not unpleasant, but he really underestimated the elite of the enemy. He already knew from the coach Yelu Dashi that the enemy was the Han people, and he couldn't believe his eyes, when did the Han people have such a superb horse

Kung Fu?

The Khitan cavalry at this time took on the shape of a hoof. The commander of the thousand men completed the turn with his back to Yang Xuan and ran into the distance, and the remaining half of them were still rushing forward in front of Yang Xuan.

And Yang Xuan chose to face his own half.

"Kill!" Yang Xuan roared, and the sharp horizontal knife was cut flat, and a Khitan who had just passed by his side was cut into two pieces!

Before Yang Xuan could withdraw his horizontal knife, an unusually thick Khitan man stopped and slashed at him. The scimitars of the Khitan people are all made of pig iron, and the color is dull, but the blade is still extremely sharp, this knife came quickly and fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Yang Xuan's body, as if to cut him in two.

Yang Xuan was not afraid of danger, an iron plate bridge lay on the horse's back with his face up, his hand did not stop, the horizontal knife slid lightly at the lower abdomen of the Khitan man, and a stream of blood was immediately sprayed on his face, and the Khitan man fell off the horse's back with a miserable scream.

As soon as he straightened up, his eyes caught a cold light, and another Khitan from a distance slashed at his shoulder.

Before he had time to think about it, he was a Mali Tibetan, and his body was crooked to the left side, which was able to avoid the knife.

The Khitan man couldn't stop it, and was cut off by the soldiers behind Yang Xuan.

With Yang Xuan as the arrow, the army easily crushed the Khitan cavalry that rushed over. To say that the Khitan cavalry is not so bad, their personal combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of the Chicheng army. However, the advantages of the Chicheng army in other aspects are too great, not to mention that the number of people is six or seven times that of the Khitans, and the equipment alone makes it difficult for the Khitans to match. The strength of the armor and the advantages of the terrain made it difficult for the Khitans to parry.

"Withdraw!" Seeing the situation in front of him, the commander no longer had the slightest intention to fight, and ordered loudly.

"Chase!" At this time, Yang Xuan had just escaped from the battle, and of course he was unwilling to let the remaining Khitans escape.

There was another chase drama on the grassland, but the difference was that the identities of the two sides were completely lost.

Both sides of the galloping horses were not idle, and the Khitans, with their more superb riding and archery skills, kept turning back to shoot Yang Xuan's army. Yang Xuan and the others naturally did not want to be beaten passively, and they kept fighting back with the bow and arrow in their hands.

At this time, it was seen that the gap between the two sides was that the equipment of the Khitans was inferior to that of the Chicheng army, but they grew up on horseback since they were children, riding on high-speed galloping war horses like walking on the ground, and shooting their bows and arrows quickly and accurately, constantly killing the Chicheng army.

The Akagi army was mostly composed of Uighurs, and they were also able to shoot bows and arrows on their horses, and their riding and archery skills were not bad, but they were not good enough compared to the Khitans. Often a dozen feather arrows could not leave a single Khitan. Among them, the Han cavalry was even more unbearable, and few could shoot bows on horseback, and most of them held the reins tightly and followed the large army to catch up.

It is worth mentioning that Yang Xuan's Murowei people's personal soldiers, they seem to be a few points more powerful than the Khitans, more than a hundred people can leave dozens of people every time they shoot, and most of the gains on the Chicheng army's side are obtained by them.

"Stop

Pursuit! Seeing that he had just chased out more than ten miles, his own side had lost more than five hundred people, Yang Xuan ordered.

"General Yang, why didn't you chase it? There were only more than 1,300 of them left. As long as you catch up with them, none of them can run? Uga came over and asked with a little dissatisfaction.

"Look at our losses, five or six hundred people died before leaving five or six hundred people on the other side, and when we catch up with them, how much do we have to lose? Khitan Iron Cavalry, worthy of its name! Looking at the Khitan cavalry who were far away, Yang Xuan's brows furrowed.

This was his first official confrontation with the Khitans since he entered the Uighurs, and the Khitans were much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

"But the Khitans don't seem to be planning to let us go?" Uga pointed to the distance and said suddenly.

Yang Xuan raised his eyes and saw that there were about a thousand cavalry standing there three or four miles ahead. It turned out that the 1,300 Khitans who had fled converged with their slightly lagging 1,000 cavalry, and went and returned, monitoring the Chicheng army from afar.

"What are they going to do? Do you want to attack us? Uga asked curiously.

"Just hit what you want!" After speaking, Yang Xuan gave the order to charge.

Seeing that the Chicheng army moved, the Khitans also moved immediately, but they ran backwards, obviously not wanting to engage the Chicheng army.

"Stop!" Not wanting to repeat the mistake just now, Yang Xuan stopped the troops behind him without rushing far.

A strange scene appeared, as soon as the Chicheng army stopped, the Khitans also stopped immediately, and they still maintained a distance of three or four miles, monitoring from afar.

"There must be an army of Khitans ahead, and they are spying on us." Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan also guessed probably, "The whole army retreats!" Dump them! ”

The 10,000 Chicheng troops immediately turned and ran eastward, and the Khitans really stuck up like kraft candy. The Chicheng army is fast and they are fast, and the Chicheng army is slow, and they are also slow, always maintaining a distance of three or four miles.

"General Yang, please give me two thousand Uighur warriors, and I will personally go back and cut off this tail." Chased by the Khitans behind him for two or three hours, Uhe said depressedly.

"Uga, your so-called Uighur warriors were shot off their horses like dumplings by the men behind us, and are you sure that 2,000 men have dealt with them?" Yang Xuan sneered, "They must be the elite of the Khitan Kedun camp, they caught up with us so quickly, it's really fast!" ”

In fact, Yang Xuan was also extremely depressed in his heart, the entire army of 10,000 was helpless against the remnants of the Khitan army of less than 2,000, which made him feel very blushing.

"What then?" Knowing that if he wanted to clean up the Khitans behind him, he would have to lose at least three or four thousand people, Wuhe frowned and asked.

"Go back to the camp first, we will naturally get rid of them with one person and three horses." Yang Xuan knew that he had to get out of the sight of the Khitans no matter what, "Heiwa, take your brother to explore the left and right, except for the back, you have to explore it clearly within a radius of fifty miles." ”

Heiwa received the order and immediately took more than 200 scouts under his command to break away from the large army and scatter to investigate.