Jingzhou, Zunhua North Boundary.

In the middle of nowhere, mountains appear on the horizon in the distance.

"The Great Wall!"

Yang Keshi pointed to the undulating pass in front of him and became excited.

Xi Yu Yu~

Zhao Hao took the lead in restraining his horse and standing, narrowing his eyes and looking ahead.

In front of it is the winding Yanshan Mountain Range, which separates the outside of the Saiwai and the land of Youyan, and on the top of the towering and undulating mountains, the ancient Great Wall just hovers above the top of the mountain. Qin bricks and Han tiles just stood coldly in the mountain wind.

Qin, Mingyue, and Han were all sold to the Khitans by Emperor Shi Jingtang, and thousands of Han people have lived under the ravages of the Liao, and it has been nearly two hundred years now.

The most important thing is that since then, the Central Plains has lost the barrier in the north, and the alien races can easily attack south, and the Great Song Dynasty has no danger to defend, so it has to feed nearly two million military horses to guard the safety of the Central Plains.

What's even funnier is that the Song Dynasty's victory rate in foreign wars reached 70%, but it was a situation of being angry and beaten, because almost all of these 70% of victories were defensive battles.

In the era of cold weapons, the Central Plains, which did not have the Great Wall to defend it, lost the horse farm again, and was almost a sexy beautiful girl with a bust of 32E who slept naked on Simmons, surrounded by wolves on all sides, all wanting to take advantage of it, and even ravaging and forcibly occupying it.

The Liao people have been defeated, and the Jurchens are eyeing each other, who will belong to this Youyan land? Will the Great Wall, which is like the backbone of China, be like in history, and wait until more than 200 years later, when the Huaiyou cloth expels the Tartars and restores China, so that it can return to the side of the Han people?

Zhao Hao looked at the majestic Great Wall, and suddenly four words echoed in his mind.

Give me back the rivers and mountains, return my rivers and mountains, return my rivers and mountains......

At this moment, he finally understood why the persistent Han hero insisted on smashing the Huanglong Mansion and why he had to recall the twelve gold medals.

Yang Keshi sat on the horse, watching the thousand-year-old Xiongguan danger just empty in front of him, and his heart was just full of emotion.

More than 100 years ago, under the leadership of a generation of heroic Yelu Abaoji, the Khitan tribe did not know how many times they broke through from here to the south, rampant Youyan, and even reached the south of the Yellow River. This land is their world.

Shi Jingjiao, who has been stinking for thousands of years, gave the sixteen states of Yanyun to the Khitan people, and it is a hundred years in a blink of an eye, and now the Liao people are in decline. And will there be an even more vicious enemy, carrying the cold wind outside the fortress, sweeping out from here again until the world is overturned?

Beside him, the young Han Shizhong also stood on his horse, looking at the scene in front of him, and it was also difficult to hide the excited look on his face. In a hundred years, this is the first time that the soldiers and horses of the Han family have come to the great defense line built by the ancestors, facing the clouds in the north!

Choking~

Zhao Hao drew his sword and said excitedly: "Go, follow me to the Great Wall to see!" ”

"Whoa!"

In the whistling, Zhao Hao took the lead, Yang Keshi and Han Shizhong and others followed, just rushed forward to the long dragon in front of them, which also seemed to be majestic and high, and behind them, more than three hundred knights also roared and echoed, facing north, and the early summer sun sprinkled overhead, reflecting between heaven and earth, just a piece of transparency.

Xiongguan is like iron, and the mountains are like the sea.

A "Song" banner is planted high on the city wall, and the hunt flutters with the mountain wind.

This is the first time in nearly 200 years that the banner of the Han people has been planted on the Great Wall.

Under the banner, Zhao Hao took off the iron hat of the sunshade, let the black hair and the big man behind him spread in the wind, and the flying hair in front of him messed up his eyes.

He looked at the endless plain and took a long breath: "The man has died without regrets!" One day, inside and outside the Great Wall, there will be Han soil! ”

……

When the sun fell west behind the distant mountains, and night gradually approached, the three hundred Song army elite horsemen finally found a river on the grassland and dismounted to rest.

Next to the river, there happened to be a dense forest, and the elite knights of the Song army found dead branches from the dense forest, and began to make a fire to boil water, bake clothes, and after a whole day of tossing, they finally ate a steaming meal.

From the beginning of crossing the Great Wall, they were completely targeted by the Liao, and were intercepted by the Liao's soldiers and horses along the way, but they were fast, and did not have a large-scale frontal conflict with them, all in line with the principle of hiding if they could hide and flee if they could escape, although they were a little embarrassed, but there were no casualties, and the wounded in the last battle were basically healed.

Zhao Hao held the parchment map, took a closer look at it by the light of the fire, and said in a deep voice: "Now that we have reached the boundary of Zhongjing Mansion, in another twenty days, we should be able to arrive at Huining Mansion." ”

At this moment, a personal soldier beside him suddenly shouted: "Liao Dog is here!" ”

All the soldiers changed their colors in unison, turned their heads and twisted to the direction of the upstream, and sure enough, they saw the fire on the bank of the river in the distance, and went straight to this side.

Zhao Hao gasped

Yang Keshi's face changed greatly, and when he looked up, he saw that there was also a dense forest in the downstream, and said urgently: "Quick, retreat down and hide in that dense forest." ”

At this moment, the Liao people spread the net to come, to retreat is obviously an unwise choice, if you go all the way downstream, it is inevitable to meet the Liao, and this unknown river, but deep to the belly of the horse, if you cross the river to cross the river, you are afraid that you will be shot by the enemy in the river only half of the crossing, only to temporarily hide the traces, until the Liao people have passed.

The horses rolled and went straight downstream.

On the south bank of an unnamed river, in the middle of a dense forest.

The moonlight was like water, and more than 300 Song army elites rode into the bushes with horses and fallen leaves, and lurked.

Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong and the other six generals lay on the edge of the dense forest, staring closely at the upstream direction.

The voices of the people were loud, the horses were chirping, and countless torches lit up the night sky on the banks of the Nameless River, and finally stopped hundreds of paces away, and the dense torches seemed to never fall below two thousand people.

The huge light woke up the crows on some of the trees by the riverside, and the hula flock took to the sky, and the sound of cooing echoed in the night sky, looking particularly desolate and desolate.

The time has approached two watches, and the Liao people gathered on the riverside still do not seem to have the intention of leaving, still standing neatly on the bank of the nameless river, and seem to be camping on the spot by the river.

Yang Keshi glanced up at the moon that was gradually moving towards the middle of the sky above his head, and a wisp of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

What the hell is this Liao army waiting for?

Han Shizhong, who was on the side, was also frowning and thinking, and suddenly his heart flashed, and he hurriedly opened the bushes beside him, and lay on the ground, a faint rhythm gently poured into his eardrums, and then the rhythm sound became closer and closer, getting louder and louder, and it actually came from the downstream and south directions.

In an instant, Han Shizhong's face changed, and he knew what the Liao people were waiting for.

"Straight lady thief, this group of Liao dogs has reinforcements again!"

Obviously, the commander of the Liao army had guessed or detected that they were hiding in this bush, but he was worried that they would be fast and could not catch up, so he had sent people to contact other pursuing troops nearby to come and besiege them, intending to encircle them in this bush.

What to do?

Just when Yang Keshi's mind was in a hurry and he was about to make a decision, he suddenly saw under the night sky not far away by the firelight in the distance, and the group of Liao soldiers suddenly raised their bows and arrows, and thousands of sharp arrows aimed at this side.

The Liao army is waiting for an arrow array! It's impossible to take advantage of the chaos to raid.

Click!

The footsteps behind and downstream gradually entered the eardrums, and many of the elite cavalry officers of the Song army heard it, and it was obvious that the enemy army was within a thousand paces of them, and according to the neat and dull sound, the soldiers judged that each direction would never be less than two thousand men.

Five or six thousand soldiers and horses surrounded more than 300 people, nearly 20 times the number of troops, ruthless enough!

What makes everyone even more uneasy and even frightened is that the Liao army seems to be moving slower and slower, and it is definitely not afraid of startling the grass and snakes, so what is it for?

The generals' eyes looked at the Liao army upstream again, and found that the army was also moving slowly, extremely slowly, very slowly. Han Shizhong suddenly burst up, flew up, stepped on the saddle of the war horse under his crotch, his head was already higher than the height of the bush, and he finally understood - they were keeping the arrow array intact and orderly, and at the same time maintaining the density of the team, so that once the elite cavalry of the Song army rushed out, what awaited them was an endless rain of arrows, even if only two rounds were shot before they rushed closer, there were also three or four thousand powerful crossbow arrows in each direction, and more than three hundred elite cavalry of the Song army would be disabled if they were not dead.

The most terrifying thing for the generals is that although the Liao army on three sides is moving slowly, it can be judged from the gradually clear footsteps that the Liao army on three sides has formed a tight encirclement of this bush, and if it is forcibly rushed out, although it will not wipe out the whole army, it will lose at least half of it.

Most of the army and horses, in fact, are only 200 soldiers and horses, which is a piece of cake for the Liao army with many soldiers and generals, but for Zhao Hao, I am afraid that he will not survive the Huining Mansion in Liaodong......

What to do?

The elite cavalry soldiers of the Song army beside him had also learned of the critical situation, and Qi Qi looked at Zhao Hao and Yang Keshi and other six generals.

Although Zhao Hao's expression was indifferent, and he looked like Mount Tai had collapsed in front of him and did not change his color, in fact, he was also confused and flustered in his heart...... This is the first time he has faced the battle of life and death, and he is really a little helpless.

At this moment, Liang Hongyu on the side stepped forward and said loudly: "I have a plan, but I can break through the encirclement!" ”

Zhao Hao's spirits were greatly lifted, looking at this female general who had beaten drums to fight Jinshan and besieged 100,000 golden soldiers with Han Shizhong, and said urgently: "Please speak!" ”

Liang Hongyu said slowly: "I waited for more than ten days ago, I won more than 200 horses of the Liao army. ”

Fire Horse Meter?

"Good plan!"

Zhao Hao hasn't reacted yet, Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong and Fang Baihua are already wonderful, they are all people who have led soldiers and are well versed in the art of war, they can understand it at all, compared to Lu Zhishen and Wu Song, although they are strong, they are later than Zhao Hao.

Yang Keshi took a deep breath, raised his long knife, and shouted: "Bai Zhanbing, get firewood for Lao Tzu on the spot, tie the tail of your prepared horse, light the torch all of you, listen to Lao Tzu's order, and light the tail of the horse, pay attention not to let the horses under the crotch be frightened!" ”

The military order is like a mountain, although the generals are reluctant to those good war horses, but they also know that this is the time of life and death, and the action is very fast and sharp.

After a while, bundles of dry wood were tied to the horse's tail, and then torches were lit one by one, and suddenly the fire in the dense forest was bright.

Ahead, the Liao army, who was determined to win, was cautiously touching the bushes, and the movements were extremely cautious, but they saw that the hiding place of the enemy army in front of them was suddenly bright, and they couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

In the dense forest, Yang Keshi glanced back at the elite cavalry soldiers of the Song Army who were like clouds in the dense forest, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Ignite!" ”

Whew!

Flames rose from the horsetail.

The next moment, the neighing of the horses shook the entire night sky, and the horses whose tails were burned to the point of severe pain galloped out frantically, and shot at the oncoming Liao army like arrows with all their strength.