Zhuang Yi still has a half-understanding of the specific situation of the Khitan Eight Divisions, but this desire for expansion is extremely strong, and it will affect his future achievements, and he has no good feelings.

"Kill!" Zhuang Yi shouted, through his arms, grabbed the dragon spear in his hand and danced a spear flower, stabbed into the waist and ribs of the oncoming enemy horseman, and walked away, without dragging the mud and water, and then pulled away the mace that came obliquely from the next horse, swept right obliquely, and the spear drew the arm of the other rider holding the knife. Continuing to fight the horse forward, he hid in a kick, dodging the iron rod swept by another enemy horseman, and at the same time twisted his waist sharply, and a shot pierced deep into his waist, and the spear shook and retracted, blocking the besieging enemy left and right, and taking the opportunity to return to the horse.

At this time, suddenly hearing the sound of "whirring" wind behind his head, Zhuang Yi lowered his head suddenly, and a black shadow almost passed by his scalp, and turned his head to look, but it was the guy who made the mace, and turned his horse's head to sneak attack behind. Zhuang Yi was annoyed, and immediately shook the reins of the horse, kicked and hit the horse's belly, and the war horse rushed forward violently, continuing to penetrate into the Khitan army.

But the mace guy chased after him, and swept another blow to his left side. Zhuang Yi sneered at the corner of his mouth, making a "Qin Wang grinding flag", the spear shook and recovered, the tail of the spear followed its momentum, and pulled out the mace with force, but the head of the spear was reversed instantly, but it stabbed into his right waist, and his arms were picked up hard, and he picked it off the horse, and fell to another enemy horse who was raising his knife to open his own, knocking the soldier off the horse.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, Zhuang Yi killed five enemies, and went straight to the wolf's head, he had seen the enemy's main general, which was a middle-aged man wearing a curly leather helmet inlaid with iron sheets, wearing iron armor, with a big round face, and two thick black beards under the low bridge of the nose, which was particularly eye-catching. At this moment, the man was holding a whip in his hand and pointing in this direction.

Hunting this person, the crisis of the friendly side can be suspended, and he will be safe, Zhuang Yi understood deeply, and then urged the big black horse under his crotch to rush towards the middle-aged man with a big round face. But that person also saw Zhuang Yi's intentions, shouted loudly and gave orders again and again, and a large group of Khitan soldiers surrounded him.

Zhuang Yi became more and more courageous the more he fought, the dragon spear in his hand danced like a windmill, the cold light was a little bit, the silver light was shining, and it was difficult to enter the water for a while, and the besieging enemy cavalry was picked off the horse one after another. Zhuang Yi's marksmanship is not a single one, he is good at using the ** big gun, and he will also use the five tiger broken door guns, these two marksmanship cooperate with each other, complement each other, and cooperate with the dragon big iron gun, which is like a tiger.

**Marksmanship has an outer triad, that is, the heart and the will, the will and the qi, and the qi and the force are the inner triad; The shoulders and hips are combined, the ribs and knees are combined, and the hands and feet are combined for the outer triad. **It is also six moves, each move contains six styles, a total of six six thirty-six, the most basic is to block the gun, take the gun, split the gun, pick the gun, pull the gun, break the gun, and wear the finger to pick the gun. The basic action of spearmanship is to hold a gun and block a gun, and the ** big gun is known for "waist twisting gun" to block, and it is a combination of rigidity and softness, and excellent horse marksmanship with both inside and outside.

The Five Tiger Broken Door Gun, there are many uses, one of the eight Shaolin instruments, the Eight Pole Gate, Xingyi Gate and other factions also practice this marksmanship, but it is their own characteristics, Zhuang Yi practiced the Five Tiger Broken Door Gun of the Eight Pole Gate, emphasizing the fierce explosive power and speed. Among them, it is faster to dodge around, the gun is more close-fitting, and the loopholes are minimal. Among the weapons of the Eight Pole Gate, the Five Tiger Broken Door Gun is more detailed in twelve words: entanglement, collapsing, picking, screwing, buckling, and plucking. However, this is more suitable for foot combat, and some moves can be used immediately.

Although there were many Khitan men and horses, it seemed a little difficult to cooperate with Zhuang Yi's fast gun, and they were scattered several times, and the officer with the big round face saw that Zhuang Yi was so brave and had gradually approached him, and he was a little frightened in his heart, and hurriedly beat the horse to change his position to avoid.

Zhuang Yi was only dozens of steps away from him at this time, how could he let him go, the iron spear danced like a wheel, provoked stabbing attacks left and right, brought up the fluffy blood flowers, broke through the enemy cavalry interception, took advantage of this gap to hang the gun on horseback, picked up the bow and arrows and pointed directly at the officer's back, and pulled the bow like a full moon and shot an arrow. It's a pity that in a hurry, on top of a running war horse, his archery skills were not very skilled, and this arrow deviated from the head, only hitting the officer's shoulder blade.

The officer snorted in pain, looked back in anger, and roared a few words, and more Khitan cavalry surrounded him. Zhuang Yi secretly regretted that he had missed the opportunity, so he had to wipe the sticky blood stains on his face, and fight again with a gun. But in the end, the strength is weak, and it gradually seems a little clumsy, and it is difficult to resist.

The blue-clothed soldiers on the high ground on the small hillside had already seen such a big movement here, and they immediately cheered, and their morale was greatly boosted for a while, and they once again bravely repelled another wave of Khitan cavalry charges. Taking advantage of the brief gap between the Khitans to adjust their attacks, a middle-aged thin Confucian wearing a black sara and an old man wearing a curly-brimmed fur hat appeared behind the car formation, observing the battlefield movements.

"Mr. Limin! It's true that there are people who come to our aid, which is a good thing, but why is there only one person and one rider? And looking at his dress and tactics, it doesn't look like a mockery! The old man in the fur hat with a rolled brim said worriedly.

"Not bad! The messenger we asked for help should still be on the way, and even if the Xi people came, they wouldn't be so fast, this person should be at the right time, but after all, they are friends, and we can't say nothing. The middle-aged Confucian said with a frown.

"What Mr. Limin said was...... Do you think the twenty knights can pick him up? The old man asked the middle-aged Confucian student in a consultative manner.

"We don't have any more manpower to pull out, Wu Kecheng! Just look at the troop transfer! The middle-aged Confucian said with a smile.

The old man's surname is Wu, Kecheng, not his name, but another name for his official name. In the Tang Dynasty, Guanglu Siqing was often called: "Dongqing", "Kuzheng", "Fengqing", etc., and Honglu Siqing was called "Keqing", "Yuren" and so on. And Kecheng is another name for Honglu Temple, according to the Tang Dynasty official system, the official rank is from the sixth grade.

Wu Kecheng nodded, immediately found a military attache in his thirties, discussed with him, transferred out twenty elite cavalry, and found a young officer in his twenties, carefully admonished a few words, and ordered him to rush down the hill to meet Zhuang Yi. The officer resolutely agreed, waved his hand, and led his subordinates, rushing down the hillside from a gap in the carriage that had been slanted and overturned by the Khitan soldiers.

When the Khitan officers saw it, they sent out their men to intercept it, and the two sides immediately fought in one place. Zhuang Yi naturally saw it, and immediately rushed to this side, with his bravery, the Khitan could not stop it, and soon joined forces with the blue-clothed cavalry. But the battlefield was noisy, and he didn't have time to talk to the blue-clothed cavalry, but the twenty blue-clothed cavalry followed him very tacitly, rushed left and right with him, and rushed the outflanked Khitan cavalry to pieces.

At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of horns and war drums in the distance, Zhuang Yi looked up in the sky, and saw that it was the bone slave and Shuli who led the elite cavalry to arrive, and the three or four hundred cavalry were divided into two, like an iron tong to attack the Khitans in the north and south. Zhuang Yi was overjoyed, and once again raised his eyes to search for the Khitan wolf's head Da Xu, but saw that Da Xu was already a hundred steps away.

Immediately, the fine iron dragon spear in his hand pointed at the position of the big man, and turned back to signal to the young officer behind him. When the officer saw it, he immediately understood, and instead of being afraid, he shouted with excitement on his face, expressing his willingness to follow the battle, but forgetting the military order that the officer had originally given him.

Pity...... Those people were still staying in their positions, not knowing how to seize the fighters and counterattack the Khitans. Zhuang Yi sighed secretly, but he didn't care so much, and killed the enemy again.

With the sudden attack of the new force of Hegu Nu and Shuli and Bao'en, although the Khitan people still had the advantage in strength, they could not help but be in chaos, and they were no longer able to take care of the position on the slope, and Zhuang Yi led more than 20 horsemen to charge fiercely in the west, straight into Daxu, and the Khitan cavalry inevitably divided their troops to intercept, making the battlefield more and more chaotic.

Zhuang Yi fought hard again and again, not only did he not feel tired, but he had a hearty feeling, he had not used his gun so freely for a long time. Seeing that the Khitan cavalry was cut into three sections under the impact of the north and south of Hegu Nu and Shuli, the advantages of the Khitan cavalry were exhausted, and the defeat was revealed. And the wolf-headed Daxu, escorted by two or three hundred horsemen, had retreated to the north, about two hundred paces away from him.

Zhuang Yi suddenly took the reins of the horse, turned the direction, and rushed towards the slope, and then turned to take advantage of the situation to rush condescendingly, and more than 20 horsemen bravely rushed through a gap, approaching more than 50 steps away from the wolf's head.

"Hugh has gone, the Khitan general ......" Zhuang Yi shouted loudly, intending to startle the snake. The officer behind him immediately understood, and also led his subordinates to shout, and the voices of more than twenty people resounded on the battlefield.

Sure enough, there was a whimpering horn sound from the Khitan army array, which was the main general's concentrated retreat under the command of the commander. Zhuang Yi followed to catch up and fight, and the Khitan cavalry was furious, intercepting and resisting while retreating.

"Bypass...... Ahead of the barricade! Zhuang Yi shouted loudly. Quickly stop the pursuit and turn to the road to get far away.

"Master! I'm coming! ”

Hearing someone shouting, Zhuang Yi turned his head and saw Bian Wu and Sha Gu coming with his personal guards, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the two would join the horse and gallop for several miles, just biting the Khitan cavalry playing Daxu again, the familiar officer with a big round face, was quickly discovered by Zhuang Yi, and rushed straight away with his gun.

The officer was shocked, but waved his hand to summon his guards to intercept him, and turned to his horse to seize the road. Zhuang Yi threw off his subordinates, chased after him, and gradually narrowed the distance to twenty paces, the big iron gun in his hand was raised high to aim at his back, and he threw it away violently, and the heavy iron gun with the sound of the whirring wind penetrated the officer's back as quickly as the wind, and the castration was still unabated, and then pierced into the neck of his war horse, and even the people and horses were strung into a sugar gourd, rolling to the ground.

When the Khitan cavalry saw it, they immediately panicked and screamed and fled in all directions, and several cavalrymen rushed up in a frenzy, trying to rescue their main general. Zhuang Yi pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist and slashed it away, until the Khitan cavalry went far away, he no longer pursued, looked back at the battlefield, and saw that the blue-clothed cavalry had turned back to kill back, Bian Wu and Sha Gu and other personal guards were searching for the enemy soldiers who had not yet died, and mended their knives one by one.

Zhuang Yi stepped forward and cut off the head of the officer with the big round face, hung it on the horse's back, and found a small bronze medal on the waist of the corpse, which was inscribed with a strange pattern, which should be a token of identity, or a military talisman. There were also a few sheepskins with rudimentary maps, which he put into his horse's hitch.

These Khitan soldiers were as poor as dogs, and they didn't have any good things, and the guards such as Sha Gu and Bian Wu rummaged through the pile of corpses, looking a little disappointed, and Zhuang Yi simply beckoned his subordinates to return.