A few more cavalrymen who rushed to the forefront were shot off their horses by short spears, and for a time it was all the mournful screams of war horses, and the cavalry that had finally rushed up stopped again.

Tabai, who had not died for a while, lifted his last strength, picked up his weapon and squeezed forward. Seeing that the commander was so brave, the Khitan people's morale was greatly boosted, and they also turned around in the roar of the officers.

Suddenly, the bottom was huddled together. Everyone had a thick layer of wet mud on their bodies, as if they were wearing a piece of black armor.

Soon, the Liao's signman stood up again, and with all his strength pushed the crowded Tabai outward, even though the shields were trampled unkempt by the angry horses' hooves, even if they were shocked to the point that their mouths were covered in blood.

One of the brand players fell, and another Liao man made up for it.

The passage that was finally opened was filled by them again.

In fact, this group of men and horses is Yelu Mawu's pro-army, and they are the most daring fighters among the Liao people, and their strength is not inferior to that of the Jurchens.

"What a tenacious Khitan dog!" Yue Yun picked up the short spear that was shooting at him with one shot, and felt that the tiger's mouth was a little hot. This Yelu Ma Wu's strength is really not small, but he underestimates him.

He was at the head of the line, and his horse had stopped.

Yue Yun held the spear in both hands, and while parrying the spear that stabbed wildly, he used all his strength to draw the big gun on the shield in front of him. Under his tremendous strength, the shields in front of him were stacked like lotus leaves in the wind, shaking for a while, and then scattering.

Taking advantage of the gap in the shield array, the spear stabbed an enemy like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

One shot, no one in vain.

"Whew!" The red tassel danced in a large circle, and when he stirred it, five or six Liao weapons were stirred into the air, and the enemies in the scream scattered in all directions, revealing a gap.

Yue Yun: "Squeeze in!" ”

Four or five war horses rushed forward unreasonably, and the Tabai fought for a long time, and their hands were already a little weak, and they could not use heavy weapons such as bones and gourds. So, they switched to big axes. In the flash of silver light, shields shattered, guns were broken, and the screams of Yelu Mawu's guards rang out one after another.

Seeing that the team was about to disperse, Yelu Mawu's short spear was thrown again, facing the one who rushed to the front.

However, the white cavalry was lucky, he was holding an axe in one hand and a small round shield in the other. Hearing the strong wind blowing in his face, he didn't have time to think about it before he raised his shield and protected it on his chest.

With a bang, he threw his horse backwards and was almost knocked off his horse.

The short spear blocked, but the shield had been torn to pieces, and the left hand hung limply at his side, apparently dislocated.

At this time, Yelu Ma Wu rode his horse and slowly moved forward, shouting: "Throw the spear, throw the spear, steady!" ”

Previously, the Liao people only cared about using shields to form a defensive line to resist the onslaught of cavalry. But how can manpower defeat horsepower, form a one, and be crushed together. And the people behind the shield array couldn't intervene, and when they heard Ma Wu's shout, they woke up like a dream, and they raised their spears and threw them one after another. He who does not have a spear has what to throw at him, a sword, a hammer, a flail, a great axe. But in the air were flying weapons, like a torrential rain.

Pity the cavalryman who had broken his shield and dislocated his left hand by a spear before, and was suddenly pierced into a hedgehog by several spears, and he died before he had time to snort.

This was the final decisive battle between the commanders of the two armies, and the soldiers on both sides were red-eyed and refused to take a step back.

Yue Yun picked out the two spears in one go, and the anger in his heart seemed to be about to explode: "Straight lady thief, come and don't be rude!" ”

He threw the spear to the guards beside him, drew the Mongolian bow on his back, took the arrow, and shot it at Yeluma in the distance with a "boom".

As the first fierce general of the Sizhou Army, Yue Yun's martial arts have been completed. But as soon as he went into battle, he won with strength, but his archery skills were not successful, even if he studied with Wang Shen, a generous family, for nearly a year, he still couldn't do it in a hundred steps.

It's really not talented, so I can't help it.

His father, Yue Feiyue's grandfather, had not inherited the marksmanship gene from him at all, but as long as he had a lot of strength, it was enough.

Therefore, Wang Shen specially asked someone to make a three-stone hard bow for Yue Yun. At the beginning, Yue Yun couldn't pull it open, but in the end, as his strength grew, he could finally pull it into a full moon.

He shot this arrow angrily, and the accuracy was naturally bad, and Ma Wu dodged it as soon as he turned his head, feeling funny in his heart. Suddenly, he heard a servant's voice and saw that one of the guards beside him was actually shot through the neck by Yue Yun's arrow.

The force of this arrow was too great, and it directly ripped off his neck bone, and passed through it with a rain of blood.

Yue Yun didn't rest angry, drew his bow again, and shot an arrow and arrow, all of which were easily dodged by Ma Wu.

But there are too many people in front, even if every arrow misses Ma Wu, he can still easily harvest a life.

The Liao and Song dynasties fought against each other for a hundred years, and the tactics and protective gear of both sides were almost the same. Almost all of the 3,000 leather room troops wore an iron armor, and even two arrows were worn with great strength. When an ordinary feather arrow is shot on it, it will be heard.

However, under Yue Yun's three-stone big bow, all the armor was like papier-mâché. There were people screaming and dying, and the power of Yue Yun's serial shots was not inferior to the spear throwing of the Liao people, and even sharper.

Ma Wu was shocked in his heart: Who is this person, his strength is like this, could it be Wang Shen, no, it's not him...... It's familiar......

"That's right, this person is the Song young general I met in Jiankang last year, is it really the end of the world where we don't meet?"

At this time, Yue Yun shot another arrow. Probably knowing that it was impossible to shoot Yelu Mawu, who was strong in martial arts, he figured it out, and he didn't bother to aim, so he only shot indiscriminately at crowded places.

"It's just a reckless man with a bit of brute strength." Ma Wu was disdainful.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest, and he couldn't catch his breath.

Before he could come back to his senses, the war horse under the seat softened, screamed sadly, and fell.

After landing on the ground, Ma Wu saw clearly that a blood-red feather arrow was nailed to his chest.

It turned out that Yue Yun shot indiscriminately, and one of the arrows happened to hit the neck of Ma Wu Zhanma, and it happened to avoid the strong cervical vertebrae of the war horse, and directly shot a transparent hole from the soft place.

The arrow that pierced through the horse's neck was unabated, piercing Ma Wu's armor and nailing it firmly into the lungs. The big bow of 300 stones, the power of one arrow, is so far!

"Ma Wu, Ma Wu!" All the Khitans shouted in panic and became a mess.

Yue Yun was also stunned for a moment, and then let out a long roar of ecstasy: "Ma Wu was hit by an arrow, he won!" ”

He put away his bow, took the spear, and with one stir, knocked down a piece of the enemy, and the cavalry rushed again.

The sound of horses' hooves was earth-shattering, like crashing on the shore and angry waves, countless black armor was moving forward against the continuous autumn rain, and the earth was violently shaking. The dirt raised by the horses' hooves flew into the air, and all the soldiers roared loudly.

This kind of high-speed charging cavalry cluster is no longer something that manpower can resist, let alone the Khitan people in front of him, who have completely fallen into chaos.

Sitting on the ground, Ma Wu couldn't stop coughing, and with every cough, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose. The pain in my lungs was terrible, and I had to use up all my strength to breathe in a mouthful of air.

He knew that with his current state, let alone fighting again, it would be difficult to even stand up.

Looking around, three thousand Khitan leather chambers were in chaos in the valley, some of them were holding spears and axes, and some of them simply stood blankly in the autumn rain with their empty hands, allowing the rain to drench the blood on their bodies into streams, flowing to the ground under their feet. The ground was already covered with corpses, trampled by the hooves of men and horses. The ground had been soaked by the rain, and the corpses were sinking little by little in the trampling.

The last elite of the Khitan Great Liao Dynasty had lost the will to resist at this moment, and they all stared blankly at the rolling iron horses rushing in front of them, and looked at the flying red flags.

Since the defeat of Jiankang's army, Ma Wu has become the laughing stock in the mouth of the generals of the Jin State. In this year, he was so aggrieved that he didn't want to compete with the Sizhou army again all the time to wash away this humiliation.

This time, Wushu ordered him to lead his army to Xiangyang, and at the right time to go south to attack Wang Shen's stronghold Anlu.

Ma Wu's heart was extremely excited, and he couldn't wait to plug in his wings and fly to Jianghan to do a big job.

It's a pity that he is a person of Wushu, and Wanyan Xiyin is a political enemy of Wushu. From the very beginning of this military campaign, Ma Wu was constrained by Xi Yin.

At the beginning, Ma Wu meant to take advantage of the internal instability of Anlu and the speed of the soldiers, eat the Tabai Army as soon as possible, open the gate of Anlu, and go straight to the nest of the Sizhou Army, completely defeating the enemy's main force.

And Xi Yin planned to do so day and night after the troops left Xiangyang. However, as soon as he heard Ma Wu's proposal, he changed his mind, and the troops dragged their feet, and they could not travel thirty miles a day, which was slower than the infantry.

Looking at this Wanyan Xiyin means that if the enemy opposes me, I will support it, and whatever the enemy wants to do, I will come in reverse, anyway, I can't make the people and horses of the Wushu family happy, Ma Wu decided to get rid of Xiyin and go it alone: It's nothing more than a thousand Wang Shenjun cavalry, so what's the fear?

Facts have proved that Ma Wu's decision is correct, the Liao people's leather room army marched extremely fast, unknowingly went around to the back of Tabai, sealed the Fuhe ferry, closed the door and beat the dogs, and trapped the Tabai army in Yingzhou.

By this time, the Jin Army had already taken the strategic initiative in this military operation. He only needs to hold the mouth of the river, and if the White Army wants to fight, it will be attacked by the Khitans and Jurchen Iron Cavalry on both sides, and it will be the end of the annihilation of the whole army. If they want to leave, the next battle of Anlu has nothing to do with them.

Anyway, no matter what Tabai does next, without this elite cavalry, An Lu will not be able to hold it no matter what.

Seeing that the way was blocked, the white army could not fight again and again, so it was not surprising that they pulled out the village and set off to retreat to Fuzhou.

But at this time, a surprising scene happened, and they actually played the banner of Wang Shen. And the news brought back by the remote blocker said that Wang Daosi had returned, and he entered the camp of the Tabai Army alone and mastered the troops. The reason why he came back alone was because the Song people had a civil strife, and the Xiangyang prefect of the Song Dynasty was annexing the Sizhou army, wanting to eat the most capable field army of the Song people.

After hearing the news, Ma Wu sneered in his heart: Everything is right, it seems that Wang Shen is really here. These Song dogs can't fight, but they're good at infighting.

It is said that if the white army wants to retreat, just let him go. It was better for them to go, Lao Tzu just crossed the river and went straight to Anlu, the old nest of the Sizhou army. However, Wang Shen is here, the opportunity is rare, how can he let it go?

Wouldn't it be greater to catch up with Tabai and kill Wang Shen than to capture An Lu?

Wait for Grandpa Ma Wu to take down the head of the surnamed Wang, and finish Yan Xiyin, what do you have to say?

……

Thinking of the ridicule he had received this year, Ma Wu could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart, and immediately brought all the soldiers and horses to chase after him.

But...... However, he was ambushed by thieves...... It's all over......

……

All in front of him was the sound of rumbling horses' hooves and the screams of dying soldiers.

All the Khitans knew that they had been completely defeated in this battle, and the commander had been shot down. They even forgot to fight, and just held their weapons and stared blankly at the enemy cavalry that pounced on them like dragons.

Ma Wu laughed miserably, he saw that a big ash spear drew a large circle in front of him, and then condensed into a line and pierced into his heart.