Li Xin walked slowly on the mountain road. In front of him and behind him, there were all soldiers under his command.

The gradual downward slope made him walk easily, and the armor on his body seemed to have no weight. Look down at your feet and walk carefully in the mud.

The soldiers in front suddenly stopped moving, and Li Xin stopped and raised his head to look ahead.

The battle at the forefront was fierce again, and the sound of fighting echoed through the mountains. The Jiaozhi soldiers, who had just been dispersed, reorganized and set up another defensive line, struggling to block the momentum of the Song army continuing to rush forward.

A cochin officer in leather armor was behind the line, brandishing a long knife over his head and shouting loudly. Under his command, more and more Jiaozhi soldiers regained some courage and once again threw themselves into the front.

Li Xin looked at him, snorted coldly, spread his right hand to his side, and handed a throwing gun to his palm.

The right hand was swept to make him familiar with the weight. Taking a deep breath, the fresh air in the forest with the smell of blood after the rain lifted his spirits. The left foot stepped forward vigorously and made a deep footprint. With a loud shout, he waved his right arm vigorously, and a streamer of light flew out of his hand. The javelin that came out of his hand pierced the air and headed straight for the enemy.

The officer seemed to have learned the lessons of several of his predecessors, dodged at the first time, and let one of his own soldiers behind him bear the fierce blow of Li Xin's full body strength on his behalf, and fell to the ground with a hole in his chest.

But that's where the good fortune of the cochin officer ends. In the absence of bows and crossbows, the combat effectiveness of the Song army was reduced by at least fifty percent. Maybe it was because of such an idea that the Jiaozhi people dared to press until Kunlun Pass. But although the crossbows in the hands of the Song army are now difficult to use, they still have throwing guns.

Just after Li Xin threw the javelin, a group of javelinmen who followed him immediately after him aimed in the same direction and threw the throwing guns in their hands. In an almost identical parabola, more than two dozen javelins fell from the sky, and the officer, protected by his own soldiers, was about to retreat, but they were a step too late, and they were put down like harvested wheat, and their bodies were pierced by heavy throwing spears.

There was a cry in front of the battle, and the officer who commanded the front-line defense was once again killed by Li Xin in one fell swoop, and the soldiers on the Song army's side were all demoralized and rushed forward.

"How many?" Li Xin returned to his earlier pace and asked slowly.

"Back to the capital prison, it's the seventh!" The soldiers were very excited, and they desperately raised their voices to reply, so that Li Xin's exploits spread throughout the army.

"It's only seven......" Li Xin shook his head unacceptably. After the sharpshooter came out of battle, he had already eliminated the seven cochin officers, along with the personal soldiers around them, but he was still not satisfied.

The thirst for blood burned in his chest, and only smelling the strong smell of blood on the battlefield made Li Xin excited, and it was enough to kill ten or eight!

Fighting in person is basically the task of low-level officers, and when they reach the command, they have to start commanding the whole army. And sitting in the position of the capital prisoner, basically there will be no chance to fight on the front line. Li Xin can still go into battle in person now, and it is thanks to the fact that there are only a few hundred people around him this time.

Thank you for having a good cousin, Li Xin thought. Looking at the front, he ordered: "Liao Si, take your people to replace Cheng Zongyao." ”

"The last general commands!"

A fresh force rushed up from behind the formation, bypassing a group of javelinmen around Li Xin and reaching the front line. replaced Cheng Zongyao's department, which had excessive physical exertion. This pair of Jiaozhi soldiers was a hundred pounds, and they were attacked by the hundreds of elites led by Liao Si, and the Jiaozhi people who were already losing their front-line commanders again and were losing each other could no longer resist the charge of the Song army. This line, along with the next, was breached in an instant, sweeping away all the obstacles that stood in front of it like a torrent breaking through the embankment.

On the narrow mountain road, the role of a small number of elite soldiers far exceeded the superiority of troops, and the front of the Jiaozhi army had just arrived at a mile in front of the Guancheng, and before they could stabilize their position, they were crushed by the Song soldiers who were killed from the Guancheng in one fell swoop.

Along the inclined ramp, the Song army that rushed down was unstoppable. The spear throwers made great contributions in it, especially Li Xin, who was surrounded behind, although he did not shoot much, but every blow was aimed at the Jiaozhi officers who were at the forefront of the resistance, and the generals who commanded this team tried to stabilize the battle line several times, but the officers on the front line were repeatedly killed and wounded by accurate javelins, and the army in the confusion was powerless to resist.

Liao Si led a group of infantry in his hand and rushed forward. The spear in his hand was unusually sharp, and after piercing the chests of seven or eight people, the tip of the spear was still shining. No one can resist such a charge, but the only thing to do is to be stabbed by the enemies behind you on the congested road. More Jiaozhi soldiers chose to rush into the mountains and forests on both sides. Only in this way can we avoid the Song army's sharp counterattack like a knife.

Li Xin regained his slow pace, and his soldiers continued to chase the retreating enemy army towards the lower ranks.

"Eunuch, in front of you is the camp of the thief army on the small stone slope."

Turning a corner, Li Xin saw a half-built camp. The location of the camp is only a little more than four miles away from Kunlun Pass, and the Jiaozhi people who marched from the Dayangling Post set up a camp with a stone slope as the center. When they saw the Song army counterattacking, a team guarding the camp had already lined up in advance, waiting for the arrival of the Song army.

If you want to attack the city, unless you are sure to break through the city defenses in one fell swoop, you must set up a camp close to the city, so that the besieging soldiers can get enough rest and put more pressure on the city. No one would fantasize about attacking Kunlun Guancheng overnight, and of course, the Jiaozhi army was indispensable to set up a walled village near Guancheng.

But how did Han Gang and Li Xin get Li Changjie to set up a camp four or five miles away from Guancheng? After seeing through Li Changjie's real plan hidden under the surface, the first thing they had to do was to pour a basin of ice water on Li Changjie, who fantasized about dividing troops in Kunlun Pass and did not dare to send troops to fight.

"Kill!"

Liao Si waved the spear in his hand, and continued to rush towards Lu Xia without fear, even if there were thousands of troops in front of him, he was not afraid.

Relying on the city and fighting is the iron rule of defending the city, and trapping the city wall is a helpless move that is difficult to resist. When the enemy is attacking, as long as the defenders have spare strength, they will immediately send troops to attack head-on to contain the enemy's menacing momentum.

Li Changjie expected the Song army to fight, and he also knew the strength of the former army that he sent out. On the official road, there were three rows of horse-rejecting antlers in a row, leaving only a one-zhang-wide gap in the middle for others to escape.

The Song army was in hot pursuit. The Jiaozhi soldiers who fled in front successfully passed through the defense line of the horse rejection, but there were still one hundred and ten soldiers, who were blocked behind the most luke, and let out a miserable wail in the Song army's hearty slashing.

The cross-chin archers, who were behind the antlers, opened their bows and fired, and although their longbows were also very powerful, they were too close to be mortally wounded. Li Xin was reluctant to let the soldiers below him be injured, and as soon as he gave an order, the soldiers who were killing the rising rose stopped their hands, showed off their might in front of the Jiaozhi people, and turned back to the pass with pride.

It doesn't seem to have arrived. Doubts accumulated in Li Changjie's heart, could it be that the team of people he sent out had some accident? Even Li Changjie didn't expect that the Song army would still choose to go out of the city directly to counterattack after dividing the troops.

"Continue to tie the antlers and block the official road under Kunlun Pass, as long as you set up camp under Kunlun Pass!"

Li Changjie's plan was to put a certain amount of pressure on Kunlun Pass, so that the defenders in the city would focus on him, and the rest would be handed over to the two partial divisions to complete. With a strategy that seemed to work, how could he risk demoralizing to attack with all his might? Moreover, after four or five days in a rudimentary camp in the rain, and then attacking a fortress head-on along a muddy road, Li Changjie also knew very well that this would only waste valuable troops.

Good news will come back soon! Li Changjie thought that as long as the 7,000 people who bypassed from Hengzhou were in place, the Kunlun Pass, which was attacked before and after, would not be able to deal with it at all. In the next few days, the defense line of the rejecting horse antlers was slowly moved up to Kunlun Pass, as long as the pressure on the city was maintained, and there was no need to bother with the hundreds of Jingnan troops.

Li Xin, who had gone to war, led his army back to Kunlun Pass, and Han Gang, who had been waiting for a long time, personally presented him with the wine of victory.

"That's it!" Li Xin drank all the wine in the silver cup, and also used the wine to reward the soldiers who went to war, and returned to the main hall, "It's time to go to war after a break." Third brother, it really doesn't matter if you are here? Do you want to keep one more? ”

"With Huang Quan's 2,000 troops stationed at Kunlun Pass, there is no problem in resisting Li Changjie. As for my side, it's enough to leave one of them all pretending. Han Gang Zhengse said to Li Xin: "The remaining five hundred people will be handed over to you, cousin, and you must meet Huang Jinman and Su Boxu as soon as possible." ”

"The last general obeys!"

That's the real troop move.

The purpose of going out of the city to fight was to defeat the arrogance of the Jiaozhi soldiers, and to strive for three or five days of free time to solve the problem of the Jiaozhi division that made a detour through Hengzhou. And here in Kunlun Pass, in the next few days, with the help of the aftermath of the victory, the Jiaozhi people will be suppressed.

Although the difference in strength between the two sides was too far, fortunately, the enemy army divided its forces in order to capture Kunlun Pass. In such a situation, as long as you can break through each one, you can also win in your hands.

Compared with Li Changjie's part, the bias division is easier to solve.

Han Gang asked people to give him a glass of wine again, and presented it to Li Xin with both hands: "Little brother will wish my cousin success with this cup!" ”