"How many days?" Liu Yanqing sat in the shade of a tree, drinking tea and asked.

"It's been four days. It's almost there. There was a pro-soldier standing next to him, knowing what Liu Yanqing was asking, and hurriedly replied.

Wang Yuan has been gone for four days, according to the pure cavalry, he can reach Xiongzhou in one day and night, the transportation of grain and grass is slow, how can four days be enough to come here. More than 30,000 soldiers and horses (originally less than 50,000, the last attack on Yanjing City lost 6 or 7,000 people), people eat horses and chew, seeing that the piles of grain and grass will soon be only a little left, Liu Yanqing did not dare to send troops to attack Yanjing, so he simply lived on the south bank of the Lugou River, only looking forward to the arrival of grain and grass.

Liu Yanqing nodded, if there was no more food and grass, he could only lead his troops back to Xiongzhou. Although there are still three or five days of rations in the camp, I always feel panicked.

At night, under the reflection of the starlight, the Liu Li River flashed a little bit of broken waves, flowing happily south along the river, and the grass on the riverbank swayed gently with the wind, as if looking at the team of people who had to work hard at night on the east side of the riverbank.

It was a group of people driving ox carts, stacked with tall sacks, dozens of them in all, slowly moving along the road. Although the ox cart is slow, the ox has a long strength and can travel continuously. Unlike horses, they run fast, but they always have a temper tantrum, and they have to be taken care of. There were a few men on the side of each ox cart to take care of it, and they slowly followed the convoy along the way.

On the east side of the convoy, there were scattered cavalrymen, guarding the convoy. On the west side of the convoy is Liu Li River, so you don't have to worry about someone sneaking up.

Wang Yuan rode ahead, and there were eighty miles north from here to reach the camp, and he finally arrived on time. The road was quite stable, and the defenders of the county towns and state capitals along the way just watched their large group of grain and grass pass by and did not come out to loot, which made Wang Yuan's hanging heart relax, it seems that these states and counties are really going to submit to the imperial court. To the north is Liu Dutong's camp, and there is the Lugou River as a barrier, and the Fanren have no chance to cross the border to come here, so it can be said that there will be nothing to worry about.

For several days, these cavalry soldiers have not closed their eyes, and they have to save some horsepower, and sometimes they have to dismount, so that the horses can relax, and this time they will have to sleep well for a day and a night when they arrive at the camp. Looking back at behind him, these cavalry behind him, like himself, had been suffering to the extreme in the past few days, and now they were all sleepy on horses, drooping their heads, and slowly following the convoy.

Not far to the east, a man led his horse in the sparse forest, watching closely in the shadows every move of these men, following the convoy north. He has been following this team of cars since Gu'anxi, and it can be regarded as lucky, the two important towns of Gu'an and Yongqing in the south have not been cleaned up by the people of Northern Zhounan, and now they still belong to Daliao. So he can safely track this convoy of grain and grass in this area. He was accompanied by another companion, who had already ridden back an hour earlier to report.

"Wang Rule, take a break, right?" A cavalryman rushed up and said to Wang Yuan, "It will be two hours at most to reach the camp, and it will be four watches, so I don't think anything will happen." ”

Wang Yuan was also sleepy and tired, nodded, and said, "Then rest for a quarter of an hour, and the war horse can take off the saddle bridle and rest." ”

No one cheered and rejoiced, and they all came down from their horses, and hurriedly took off the saddle first, so that the horses could relax. I also took off my armor and relaxed. All the horses stopped, scattered, and gnawed on the grass.

With a "boom", an arrow burst through the air, and the sharp sound spread far away.

In the dark night, he could see those Song soldiers dismount, take off the saddle, stop and rest, and naturally knew that this was an opportunity, so he hurriedly sent a signal into the distance.

"There are ambushes!"

"Where?!"

"Get on the horse!"

……

Just when Wang Yuan and his cavalry were saddling the war horses in a panic and wearing bridles, a cavalry army was killed from the northeast oblique spur and pounced on them in a fan shape.

The more panicked, the more mistakes are made. Either they had the wrong horse, or they had put on the wrong saddle, or they had not found the horse, and they had only found that they had not taken weapons and armor, and they hurried down to look for weapons.

Wang Yuan didn't take off his armor, he quickly put on the war horse with his hands and feet, and jumped on the horse's back, only to find that the horse's belly belt under the saddle was not buckled, and the saddle was actually moving on the horse's back. But there is no time to tighten it anymore at this moment.

Because the Fanren cavalry has already rushed over!

Wang Yuan had to clamp the war horse with his legs, and the spear in his hand stabbed at the enemy, and he was met by a fan man with a mace, and the mace waved, blocking Wang Yuan's spear, and a strong force came, and Wang Yuan, who was shocked, almost couldn't clamp the horse's back with his legs, and fell off the horse.

The two horses staggered, Wang Yuan couldn't help wiping his cold sweat, gathered his mind, and went to face the next one.

Fanren has obviously been in ambush for a long time, and they came prepared, and that ringing arrow provided Fanren with an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack. The vast majority of Song soldiers saw that the camp was close at hand, and they had completely lost their vigilance, so when the arrows rang out into the sky, these Song soldiers did not react until they heard the sound of hooves suddenly sounding from the northeast, and then they understood that they had been ambushed by the soldiers. At such a short distance, the soldiers rushed over in a few breaths, while the Song soldiers could be dressed neatly in a few breaths, and there were very few who jumped on their horses to meet the battle.

Poorly dressed, rushed to the battle, and the number of soldiers was the same as the Song soldiers, a rush to kill, the Song soldiers suffered a big loss. Those Song soldiers who didn't wear armor and didn't even get on the war horse simply squeezed into a pile with the people, and after a round of fighting on the war horse, they killed and injured less than half of the people. After the soldiers turned their horses and rushed back, the 3,000 Song army, that is, 1,000 people, met the enemy.

It was Xiao Gan who took the lead in rushing to the front, he swung his spear, smashed the thorns, and killed seven or eight people in a row, so he took a breath a little, and then swung his spear to stab, releasing the suffocating mood of the past few days on this spear. Seeing that his subordinates turned Song Bing's people on their backs, they were powerless to resist, he and his subordinates were like wolves entering a flock, Xiao Gan even mustered up all his strength, shouting again and again, all the Song soldiers who were in front of him were injured by him under the horse.

Although Wang Yuan struggled to support, but looking at the fewer and fewer of his subordinates, and the soldiers were getting braver and braver, especially the slender man in the lead, a spear danced vigorously, and he was against him twice, but he didn't take advantage of the light, Wang Yuan knew that if he continued like this, his three thousand men and horses would have to die here, so he hurriedly took advantage of the fact that the soldiers had just rushed over, and hurriedly whistled and shouted: "Go back to the camp!" ”

(End of chapter)