In addition to the 500 cavalry that Ulizhen had left for him, Jeruza had twelve of his own soldiers with him. Seeing the look in the commander's call, the captain of his own army immediately stepped forward with the other soldiers, stopped the cavalry fleeing from the city gate, and brought him to Jeruzachel's side.

After a few general inquiries, Jeruzachel basically understood that the five hundred horsemen who had entered first had all been finished.

At this time, you can see the arrogance and open-mindedness of a Khitan top ten hero-level figure.

What the? Lost five hundred horsemen?

Five hundred rides is nothing! Jeruzachel fought a hundred battles in the south, and it was normal for a thousand and two thousand to die in one battle.

What the? Immediately let someone go and call another 2,000 people for reinforcements?

Hey, what's the hurry!

Intelligence said that the Tang army had only 1,000 foot soldiers and 100 cavalry. Now that something has happened, it's not necessarily because of the combat power, Wu Lizhen, a guy who likes to brag about himself, is more likely to find his own death.

According to Jeruzachel's estimate, there should be no reinforcements from the main force of the Tang Army, at most a few hundred local militiamen.

What is a militia? Spicy chicken only!

So, since there are no reinforcements, no retreat, what about our remaining five hundred horsemen, sir, who are to charge immediately? Or do you charge at once? Or roar and ride your horse and gun and rush forward together?

Shut up!

It's noisy!

Who did Jeruza cut? General Zuo Weiwei!

has achieved the post of general, where can you be so impulsive, and "everyone will go together" with a wave of your hand? Are you child's play when you go to war? The Han people have a good saying, knowing oneself and knowing the other side can win all battles! Since the soldiers in front are dangerous and dangerous, it is natural to go to reconnoiter first to find out how many hairs the Tang army has, and then make a decision.

Tang Jun was able to eat Wu Lizhen's five hundred horses, which shows that it is not as simple as imagined.

The endurance, courage and self-confidence of the ten Khitan heroes were not given for nothing.

The witty and clever Jeruza cut the general, who had praised Yelu Lihu himself, pointed at the two pro-soldiers with one hand, and then took the two pro-soldiers, three people and three horsemen, walked to the city gate alone!

But, my lord! Dangerous!

It's too dangerous for you to do this yourself, so please bring another team of centurians inside.

It's noisy!

Get lost!

The corners of Jeruza's murderous mouth showed a sneer, hum, will the ten Khitan heroes be afraid of danger?

The three of them were not in a hurry, and slowly walked through the city gate and walked in.

It's so lively inside!

A lot of colorful light cavalry in the field ran around happily, and when they saw people lying on the ground, they took the spears in their hands and stabbed them a few times, stabbed here, stabbed there, and the worse the Khitan wounded soldiers lying on the ground screamed, the happier they stabbed, and when they were happy, they would jump off their horses and cut off the heads of the Khitan wounded soldiers, or peel off the armor of the Khitan soldiers.

It seems that in their eyes, the so-called rampant Khitan cavalry is just a pile of tofu, which can be cut and smashed as much as they want!

Jeruzachel grinned widely.

Sure enough, most of them are party members, party militia, and party outcasts.

The Khitan people consider themselves to be a great civilization, which is basically the same as the Han people's understanding of civilization and culture.

In Jeruzachel's view, there are some problems with the aesthetics of the party members, and there is no routine at all in wearing clothes, and they dare to wear any clothes on their bodies. It may be that the party members themselves do not know how to make clothes, so if they want to wear clothes, they have to go out and kill people, grab clothes, and wear whatever they want. Many people even put the robbed women's clothes on their bodies, so colorful that they couldn't even distinguish between silk and linen, which was just too bad to ruin the clothes.

What's more, many people wore a lot of clothes on their upper bodies, wrapped like mummies, but there was nothing below the waist except black leg hair!

Can this still be considered a civilized person?

Jeruzacius also fought a lot with the party members, and he was most annoyed by these party cavalry who were smelly and never bathed. Fighting with the Han people is considered a war between two civilizations, everyone is a cultured and high-quality person, no matter whether they win or lose in the battle against each other, at least they can respect each other as a man and a soldier.

I heard that this time Tang Jun's opponent surnamed Zhao is also an elegant person, he killed Xiao Luying in a battle yesterday, and respectfully built a tomb for Xiao Luying and buried it well. Last night, news came that Yelu Ruan's tomb had also been found, and that General Zhao had buried the future Khitan emperor in a col with good feng shui in Huanghuadui.

On this point, Jeruzacius still has a good impression of this surnamed Zhao.

It's just that now you are conniving at the party and the displaced people to practice these ordinary Khitan wounded soldiers, what are you doing? Where has the dignity of you Han people gone?

Just as he was thinking about it, the militia of the Five Cavalry Party ran in front of him.

It's also that Jeruza is too revealing and sexy, obviously a general, but he only wears a vest-style armor, and he doesn't even have underwear and a helmet. In his own opinion, it was just to show off his thick shoulders and beautiful bicep curves when pretending to be forced on the battlefield, but those low-level wandering cavalry could not understand it, and thought that it was a small Khitan officer who did not run away, so he wanted to come over and drive them away or kill them.

For a party militia, if you can grab that vest-type armor and post a selfie to your circle of friends, it will be very majestic.

When the Death Five ran over with a shout, the two soldiers behind Jeruzachel were like clay figurines, not moving

Nonsense, the adults are seriously thinking, where would anyone dare to disturb him.

Jeruzachel also listlessly raised the iron bone in his hand, and waved it casually on both sides, as if chasing flies, and with two clicks, the iron pineapple the size of a motorcycle wheel swept through the air, shattering the upper bodies of the two party cavalrymen running in front in an instant, and blood droplets flew everywhere. Then he stretched out his empty left hand, and with a slight slap, he flew the long knife stabbed by the third cavalryman, and his arm suddenly stretched out, and he grabbed the cavalryman's neck and carried him over.

The last two horsemen saw that something was wrong, turned and fled. Then the two men behind Jeruzamcut moved, and each of them took a bow from his horse, and with a whoosh of two arrows, he shot the last two of the dead five from their horses.

"Bell, bell", the gong of the retreat on the Tang army's position sounded, and all the Shenchi militia immediately turned around and fled, one after another, over the long pit, and fled to nowhere.

Jeruzachel was a little stunned for a moment, and stood on his horse, watching all the party members retreat like a tide.

After a while, he turned his head and asked the party member who was caught in his hand:

"Why? Why did you want to mutilate the wounded Khitan soldiers? ”

No one answered, and the poor party member had already been strangled to death by him, and the smell of in the crotch of his pants.

In disgust, Jeruzachel threw away the stinky salted fish in his hand and slowly stepped forward again.

"Oh, the height of the wall barrier is staggered? Interesting. ”

Walking to the low wall, Jeruzachel immediately discovered the secret of the difference in the height of the ground on both sides of the low wall.

As if in an amusement park, Jeruzachel and his two personal soldiers ignored the hundreds of Tang troops who were waiting on the opposite side of the long pit, slowly looked left and right, and shook to the edge of the long pit.

Several seriously wounded Khitan soldiers in the pit desperately stretched out their hands to ask for help, but the three ignored them.

"Oh, the length of this pit is well designed, you can only walk slowly, you can't rush through? Heavy cavalry had to dismount? Interesting. ”

Jeruzachel soon saw the crux of the pit.

The personal aura of the top ten Khitan heroes is extremely arrogant!

The lonely three horsemen stood there, not the slightest defense, and they didn't look at this side squarely. But none of the Tang soldiers on the other side of the pit dared to look at him, let alone raise a bow to shoot him.

Even Shan Wu didn't dare, he had learned to be obedient, and when he saw an obviously extraordinary character, where did he dare to shoot casually! Last time, he just didn't know whether he was alive or dead to shoot Xiao Luying, and he was counterattacked by someone else, and he almost died, if it wasn't for Lord Zhao to save him personally, he would have been lying on the ground like the Khitans.

Therefore, it is actually a good thing for a teenager to suffer a little setback, otherwise he would not know what his surname is when the second secondary disease occurs.

Jeruzachel looked at the severed corpses of Khitan soldiers and war horses on both sides of the pit, and looked down for a long time, but somehow his mood became happy.

So he sat up straight, cleared his throat, and in half-baked Chinese, let go of his throat and shouted:

"Jelu Saci, the general of the Khitan State Zuo Weiwei, is here to visit, is General Zhao, the new commander of the Tang State Zhenwu Patrol, at home?"