"Catch up and kill them all!" Seeing that his soldiers were accurately named one by one by the Khitans, and more than 300 people were shot and killed without much effort, Tong Luo ordered loudly.

After receiving his order, the soldiers behind him whipped their horses vigorously, and the distance between the two sides was suddenly much shorter.

Seeing this, the Khitans also whipped their horses, and the horses that were more than the Uighurs were again easily distanced, and the bows and arrows in the hands of the Khitans still did not stop, and while the Uighurs were chasing a little closer, the accuracy was even better, and they shot hundreds of Uighur cavalry again.

"Don't be afraid, chase, catch up!" Tong Luo's chest was so aggrieved that he was about to explode, and he was beaten all the time, but he had no power to fight back, this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Hail Allah!" Dozens of Tongluo's pro-soldiers roared, pulled out the short knife on their waists and slammed it into the horse's buttocks.

Those war horses were in pain, and they started to go crazy, neighing miserably, and rushed forward desperately.

"Hail Allah!" The hundreds of Uighur soldiers behind the soldiers did the same, drawing their short knives and sticking them in their horses' buttocks. All of a sudden, hundreds of cavalry came out of the crowd and quickly narrowed the distance with the Khitans, who were finally within their range.

"Shoot!" A Uighur colonel roared, and for the first time, hundreds of arrows were fired from the Uighur cavalry, killing a dozen Khitan cavalrymen at the rear.

As soon as the colonel shot the arrow in his hand, he was shot through the throat by a black eagle arrow, but the other Uighur cavalry did not dodge the arrows fired by the Khitans, and only wanted to kill the enemy.

The two sides went back and forth, shooting happily, and people kept being shot off their horses. In careful comparison, the Uighurs were shot and killed, and under normal circumstances, it took five or six Uighurs to die to replace a Khitan.

But the Uighurs didn't care, the situation was that the two sides were getting closer and closer, the Uighurs didn't care how many people died, as long as they could catch up with the Khitans, everything was worth it, and the Uighur dead were constantly rushing out of the ranks. The first batch of war horses that rushed out quickly ran out of strength due to excessive blood loss, and suddenly fell to the ground with blood bubbles in their mouths, and even the knights on horseback were trampled into flesh. But soon a second group of knights relayed up, and they went forward one after another, and the distance with the Khitans was also close at hand.

The war horses under his crotch became more and more weak, and Yelu Wuyan was secretly anxious in his heart, he knew that the war horses of his people were enough to be a divine horse, but the iron armor on his body was also heavy, and if he continued like this, he would be caught up by the Uighurs sooner or later.

"Yelu Sancheng, after the break!" Yelu Wuyan ordered to the soldiers beside him.

"Yes! Follow me! Yelu Sancheng was a bearded man, and he knew that he would definitely die if he was broken, but he did not hesitate to say yes loudly, and led about fifty cavalry to reflexively kill the Uighurs.

After seeing that some Khitans turned around and broke off, Tongluo was overjoyed, which meant that these damned Khitans finally couldn't hold on.

"Kill!" As soon as they made contact, Yelu Sancheng roared and swung his sword at the Uighurs!

"Hail Allah!" The Uighurs, who also held the belief that they would die, did not dodge or dodge, and also swung their swords at the Khitans.

Ten people against thousands, like a drop of water hitting a stone, immediately fell apart. The battle was short and severe, and the recoil of fifty Khitan horsemen inflicted more than 100 casualties on the Uighurs, but not a single one of them died.

"Go on!" Seeing that this method was effective, he was overjoyed with Luo Daxi and ordered the cavalry behind him.

Another four or five hundred cavalrymen drew their swords and stabbed them in the buttocks of their horses, and pounced on Yelu Wuyan and the others again.

Just when Tongluo thought that the Khitans were going to send someone to break off, a sudden change occurred, and the Khitans' war horses fell down one after another, and the dogs gnawed mud and fell into a ball.

Tong Luo was inexplicably surprised, "Catch them!" Although he didn't know what was happening, it didn't prevent him from giving orders.

"General, capture them alive!" Tongluo, who had captured Yelu Wuyan, happily reported to the servant.

"Captured alive?" The servant looked at it in surprise, and sure enough, his soldiers were tied to Yelu Wuyan, a thin old man with a beard, and more than a hundred Khitan cavalry.

"How did you get caught alive?" The Khitan soldiers, especially these Khitan big tent soldiers, will definitely not be afraid of death, he is a little puzzled.

"I don't know who dug a lot of tripping pits on the road, and their horses tripped and were caught." Tongluo is also very strange.

"General Kim, this should be your handiwork, right?" The servant bone looked at Jin Sen, only the two of them knew about the ambush of the Khitan mission, and he naturally thought of Jin Sen.

"It's just a small trick, just in case you need it, but I didn't expect it to be used." Jin Sen smiled slightly.

The servant's face was very ugly, and the five thousand Uighur cavalry had no choice but to make him ugly enough for the three hundred Khitan big tent soldiers, and in the end, it was Jin Sen who used small means to take down the Khitans, and the self-proclaimed martial servant felt that he was slapped in the face by "snapping".

"Why are you keeping them? Drag it out and slaughter it! "The servant bones poured his anger on the heads of those Khitans.

"Dare to kill me? You're dead! My Great Khitan Kingdom will not let you go! Damn the Uighurs, the king of the northern courtyard will kill all your people, and the descendants of the green ox and the white horse are not something you untouchables can kill! Hearing that the servant was going to kill him, Yelu Wuyan cursed.

"Bang!" The servant kicked Yelu Wuyan's chest, "You are also a character, but unfortunately you are dead today!" ”

The servant bone stabbed into Yelu Wuyan's lower abdomen, and the long knife in his hand kept stirring in his lower abdomen, causing Yelu Wuyan to keep wailing, "Are you Khitans strong?" I will take people, one by one, tribe by tribe, and kill you all. Come, look, what is this, this is your intestines, and voila, how beautiful, it's still squirming. The servant suddenly let go of the long knife, put a hand into Yelu Wuyan's stomach, and forcefully pulled out a intestine and placed it in front of Yelu Wuyan's eyes.

"Ah......h "It was so painful that he begged to die.

"Haha......" the servant laughed insolently along with the other Uighur cavalry, "want to die?" It's not that easy! I haven't had enough of it! ”

The servant bones will further torture and kill Yelu Wuyan

, Suddenly, a great sword plunged into Yelu Wuyan's chest.

"General Kim, you have to get along with me today, do you?" Of course he recognized the giant sword, it was Jin Sen who shot to kill Yelu Wuyan.

"He is also a warrior, if you want to kill, you can kill him, why humiliate him?" Jin Sen didn't pay any attention to the vicious gaze of the Uighur cavalry around him, and said flatly.

"Do you know how many of my brothers they killed?" The servant bone shouted at Jin Sen, "This time we lost more than 1,200 cavalry, this time it was for General Qin, don't you Chicheng have anything to say?" ”

"Doing things for General Qin? Do you know what you're talking about? Are you going to betray Akagi completely? Jin Sen's face darkened, and he stared at the servant and said coldly.

Several of the guards behind Jin Sen also put their hands on the handle of the knife, as if they wanted to immediately kill the servant on the spot.

The servants were terrified, anyway, Chicheng was the only reliance on them, they were not afraid of death, but if they wanted to inflict continuous damage on the Khitans, they would have to support Chicheng's backup materials.

"General Jin, I'm out of shape, please be surprised by the general!" Putting away his posture, the servant apologized.

"Don't worry, you have solved such a big trouble for the general this time, and the general will not treat you badly. What are you missing. Make a list, and I'll have someone ship it from Akagi. Jin Sen also accepted it when he saw it, and no longer suppressed the servants.

The servant was overjoyed, and immediately asked people to count the materials.

"You're the one who Qin Forget, right? He is really ruthless enough, and he can do everything to intercept and kill the Khitan mission. Bai Jingtang, who had been nesting next to him, suddenly spoke.

Jin Sen looked at the calm Bai Jingtang and was secretly surprised, in fact, he had been observing Bai Jingtang, but he didn't expect that this traitor could still change his face when he tortured and killed Yelu Wuyan, and directly refreshed the image in his heart that traitors were greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Who are you? You should look like a Han Chinese, why are you in the Khitan army? Jin Sen asked.

"Bai Jingtang, the chief official of the Great Khitan Kingdom, is also the chief envoy of the Yan State this time." Bai Jingtang crossed his hands in front of his chest and gave Jin Sen a Khitan hand salute.

"Hmph, is it fun to be a traitor? Even his ancestors have forgotten. Jin Sen said disdainfully.

"Hehe, although Bai is from Yanguo, he only went to Khitan later. But there are many Han people in the Khitan country, not to mention far away, let's just say that the sixteen states of Yanyun were also the territory of the Khitan people a hundred years ago, and they have always been ruled by the king of the Khitan Southern Court, and they were only taken from the Khitans by the former Kang. The current Khitan, even the Khitan official system is divided into two systems: the northern official and the southern official. The northern officials managed the Khitan political affairs, and the southern officials managed the affairs of the Han people, that is, the so-called 'governing the Khitan with the state system and treating the Han people with the Han system'. Until now, who can still tell who is the Khitan and who is the Han? ”

"It's just a strong word, I've seen a lot of readers, and it's the first time I've seen you so shameless." Jin Sen snorted coldly, "What else do you have to say?" If you don't have anything to say, get ready to hit the road. Jin Sen drew his heavy sword and prepared to kill Bai Jingtang.