Yelu Dashi finally turned over countless rejection horses, and in front of him was already the iron armor of the Song people, and after the iron armor, the towering handsome flag was in front of him.

Yelu Dashi and Zheng Zhi, the two were only a few dozen steps away. It's just that the two haven't met each other, and if you want to talk about Zheng Zhi, I still want to meet this Central Asian legend, but the two don't know each other.

The Liao man who crossed over with Yelu Dashi, like a beast, held his blade high and plunged into the Western Army's military array.

The fierce fighting, the flying blood mist, the sparks of the blades and iron armor, the wail of the blade into the flesh.

Zheng Zhi, who was not far behind, even kept pulling the strings and shooting, and there were not many accurate feather arrows to take away the lives one by one.

Wu Ze on the mountain bag in the distance looked suffocated, and in the angle of his sight, the Liao people had already rushed under the handsome banner and rushed in front of Zheng Zhi.

The situation has reached a critical juncture.

The Cangzhou iron armor on all sides surrounded them, and the queue came to the outside of the rejection of the horse, controlling the Liao people in a small and narrow area.

In the shouts of countless generals, these Cangzhou ironclad infantry soldiers began to climb over the rejected horses in an orderly manner and compress towards the middle.

The balance of victory has tilted so much towards Zheng Zhi, although there are countless chaos, but things are still developing according to the script arranged by Zheng Zhi.

In Zhuozhou City, the war has passed its climax and is slowly developing towards the end.

Mi Zhenwu and Xiang Lide had already rushed to the other side of the small city, and began to turn around, preparing to sweep away the remnants of the city once again.

But this time, the two of them were already in great pain in their hearts, under this battle, six thousand cavalry, who were still sitting on their horses at this time, did not know if there were four thousand left. It was the first time since Mi Shi put on the iron armor under Zheng Zhi that he had suffered such a large casualty.

The Liao people's determination to die has once again been proven.

20,000 Cangzhou foot soldiers, scattered in the city, lined up in a tight battle formation, walking slowly, even in the face of a small number of Liao, they were cautiously close together, slowly moving forward. Don't dare to mess around at all.

The general's shouting became more and more severe, and he even killed many soldiers who did not obey orders in front of the battle. In the battle with these Liao people who regard death as home, if they can't even close the battle formation, and they can't shoot out uniformly, what else can they rely on.

This kind of tragic battle formation has reached the limit of the psychology of these Cangzhou recruits.

If this battle can be held out to the end, it will be held out until the time of victory. These Cangzhou recruits must have a sublimation, and they can no longer use the word "recruits" to describe them in the future, and these Cangzhou soldiers will inevitably be able to take charge of themselves in the future.

Zheng Zhi kept shooting the feather arrows in his hand, and calmly looked at the Western Army foot soldiers in front of him, desperately blocking the Liao people from fearlessly attacking.

Ruda was still howling in front of him, and a sword slaughtered all directions. Shi Jin, Lin Chong and others lined up with the soldiers and spears, and the assassination continued.

A spear passed through the chest of the Liao man, but the Liao man could still swing a long knife and slash forward, cutting down a man with a spear in front of his head to the ground.

The brave momentum of the Liao people today, the party members seem to be still a step behind.

Finally, the Cangzhou infantry soldiers from all directions also pressed up, surrounding these Liao people in the middle.

The Liao people were even more fearless, attacking from all sides to block the attacks of these iron armors. Enough space was left for Yelu Dashi, but Yelu Dashi led people to continuously impact the military formation in front of Zheng Zhi.

Yelu Dashi asked for Zheng Zhi's head, although Yelu Dashi has not yet found out which is Zheng Zhi, the coach of Song Dog, but the towering handsome flag also represents Zheng Zhi.

Jerod Dashi went in the direction of the front and went straight to the big banner. It's just that it's difficult, and Yelu Dashi probably didn't expect that these Song people in front of him would be so difficult.

This contrast is too great, and when they first entered the battle, the Song people were like pigs, and they only needed to make some noises to escape all over the mountains. At this time, these Song people in front of them were so capable of fighting, they couldn't advance an inch in the battle, and they began to shout more than once.

"Rush in, rush in."

"Kill Zheng Zhi and capture the handsome flag!"

"Rush forward!"

Yelu Dashi was anxious, and the last straw he threw at the last life-saving straw seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and he couldn't catch it.

"Hu Yanzhuo, quickly lead your men around behind the Liao, block the enemy's retreat, and let go of a Liao, only you ask." Zheng Zhi opened his mouth and shouted, knowing in his heart that Yelu Dashi was a decisive person, if Yelu Dashi turned around and retreated, it must be a normal choice, and the only capable pawns who could be mobilized quickly at this time were Hu Yanzhuo and Wang Yu.

There are still many knights under Hu Yanzhuo's command, and they can also make a detour to block Yelu Dashi's retreat.

When Hu Yanzhuo heard the order, he turned around and left. There was panic in my heart, and the strength of the Liao people's combat power was right in front of me. If these Liao people really turned around and wanted to leave, even if the Liao people couldn't ride horses, Hu Yanzhuo was not sure to stop the footsteps of these Liao people.

Hu Yanzhuo also has a full understanding of these soldiers under his command. It is useful to suppress the bandits in Liangshan, but in the face of such a Liao people, it is really far away.

Human life is like a mustard!

Blood gushed out of his eyes!

Blood splattered from the mouth and nose!

Blood spurts out of the throat!

When the blade cuts through the chest and abdomen, the first thing that comes out is the intestines. How long is a person's intestines? The duodenum is about 60 centimeters, the small intestine can be six or seven meters, and the large intestine is also one or two meters.

The gushing intestines are like noodles poured out of a bowl, and they can't be contained.

Blood-stained intestines were steaming hot on this winter day, and countless paws of feet stepped on, carrying these rope-like objects a few steps away, and tripped people to the ground.

The owner of the intestines was not yet dead, and watching this scene, his body was convulsed, his face was hideous, and his mouth was wailing. Perhaps at this moment, some regret rose in his heart, regretting that he should not have gone to this purgatory, regretting that he should not have been born in such a world.

Zheng Zhi couldn't see what was happening under these crowds, there was only the crowd moving forward in front of him, and the beast-like Ruda, the tall Ruda stood especially conspicuous in the crowd, and the people in front of his head were all more than a head shorter, and they fell down one by one in front of Luda's sword.

Li Gang finally couldn't help it, a mouthful of flour cake and gastric juice mixture poured out of his mouth and nose, sprayed directly on Jianma's head, and then continued to vomit, and the vomit covered Jianma's eyes.

The horses also flicked their heads from side to side restlessly, and the horses' hooves became restless.

Zheng Zhi heard the restlessness of the horse's hooves next to him, glanced back, reached out and pulled the reins of Li Gang, pressed down, and controlled the horse.

The situation immediately changed, and the anxious Yelu Dashi obviously knew when to do something, so he had already stopped and turned back, shouting in his mouth: "Retreat, go quickly, turn around and rush out!" ”

In the midst of a chaotic war, in fact, this kind of shouting cannot achieve the role of giving orders. But it was the actions of Yelu Dashi that could serve this purpose.

After Yelu Dashi turned his head, the left and right generals immediately turned around, and more people turned around. There are also more and more people shouting "turn around and rush out".

Horses are obviously useless, and horses that fall into the crowd and can't rush to speed are actually a burden. Thousands of horses in the crowd were also abandoned by their owners without hesitation.

Seeing that the Liao people began to turn around, Zheng Zhi's heart was relieved, and he already knew that this battle was decided.

But he also knew that he couldn't let the Liao people really escape, if the Liao people escaped a lot, he would inevitably be even more difficult to go down the city of Yanjing in the future.

"Wang Yu, quickly bring people to move the horse in front of the head. Ordered all the Western sergeants to mount their horses and pursue. Zheng Zhi put down Li Gang's reins and shouted.

Wu Ze, who was in the distance, saw the Liao people who suddenly turned around, and they were dumbfounded, but they immediately looked overjoyed. The Liao are retreating, and this battle seems to be... Win!

This sudden victory was like a miracle!

was so happy that Wu Ze clapped his hands again and again on the top of the mountain, jumping left and right, and his mouth was also cheering, applauding again and again. I also thought in my heart that it would be nice if my own Master Tong was also here to watch the battle, but unfortunately Master Tong was not here to see it with his own eyes.

The battle in the city was already over, and hundreds of Song soldiers surrounded dozens of Liao people like trapped beasts. The battle formation of the Song people was still tight, the pace was even slower, and everyone followed suit, appearing to be extremely cautious.

Mi Zhenwu and Xiang Lide also stopped their horses, and watched from the center of the street to the left and right, panting wildly and in shape.

After resting for a while, Mi Zhenwu spoke: "Turn around and go north out of the city." ”

Xiang Lide opened his mouth and asked: "Okay, let's go to Zhuoshui outside the northern city, and don't teach a Liao person to cross Zhuoshui again." ”

The two did not block Yelu Dashi Nan's crossing of Zhuoshui, but this time they wanted to block the Liao people from crossing north and returning.

Hu Yanzhuo and his thousands of talents had just arrived at the gap where Yelu Dashi entered the battle, and he had already met the Liao rear team that turned to break through.

The double whip Hu Yanzhuo took the lead and went straight to the Liao people to kill, because he didn't want the men under his command to be cowardly, and he just wanted to lead by example. Leading by example in this way is more effective than any command.

Hu Yanzhuo, who had just knocked down the two of them, had already fallen off his horse, and the horse had already been stabbed down by the Liao.

Hu Yanzhuo's double whips were invincible, smashing on the heavy armor and sparks flew everywhere. However, the men under Hu Yanzhuo's command are obviously not as good at fighting as Hu Yanzhuo, and under the strong survival instinct of the Liao people, they have been defeated and retreated.

Zheng Zhi had already entered the battle on the other side, and Luda and the others followed behind with horses.

The horses rushed through a not-so-wide passage cleared from the countless rejection horses, and rushed straight into the Jeruda Stone Formation.

Yelu Dashi kept passing through the crowd and went straight to the back, which was also a thought of escaping and ascending to heaven. Today's defeat of Zhuozhou, there is still Yanjing to defend, Yanjing can no longer be defeated, if Yanjing is defeated, there will be no Liao in the world.

Yelu Dashi also has such a thought, at this time, where would Yelu Dashi think of the land of Central Asia, which is his real stage.