Chapter 478: Rout
Horse, equivalent to the legs of the Murwe people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Murowei people without horses are like having no legs.
After the Murowei man fell off his horse, he rolled on the spot, and he still had to rush up to fight Xiao Yuanlan. It's a pity that he "trained" his lap legs on horseback and didn't run fast enough. Before he could run to Xiao Yuanlan, he was already shot in the back with a fast and ruthless calm, and fell to the snow with a "plop", the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes that were not blind, all told of unwillingness......
Xiao Yuanlan glanced at Yelu Tart, who was shooting cold arrows, with a little bit of reprimand. Yelu Tart met his gaze without fear and said, "The top priority is to defeat the rebels. Although the two of them are good men, they are enemies! ”
Xiao Yuanlan knew that Yelu Tart was right, but he still had a feeling of resistance. Yelu also endured the pain in his shoulder socket and shouted, "Whoever does not put down his weapon will be killed!" ”
At this time, Yelu Tart's own soldiers exclaimed: "General, you have a lot of blood left on your shoulder!" ”
Jeruh also gritted his teeth, he knew that this was the result of his painful shooting of two arrows. But in a hurry, I can't care so much: "Leave me alone, rush me, and capture the imperial uncle alive!" ”
Where have the soldiers seen such a desperate Jelu tart? You must know that Yelu Tart is not also a noble child of the Yelu family, even if he does not fight for his life, his future will not be affected in the slightest. But isn't Yelu Tart still so desperate, can it be said that Yelu Renxian's family is the most loyal?
This thought of the pro-soldier flashed through his mind, because there was no time left for him to be in a daze on the battlefield. The Murwei people were the most difficult opponents of the palace tent army, and the palace tent army tried their best to kill only half of them. The remaining half is still fighting desperately and not retreating.
Yelu Tzu also admires these men, they are not afraid of death, they are like a human-shaped killing machine. Yelu Tart also watched the crazy killing of the Murwei people, and was a little frightened, and said in his heart: "There are five major departments in Murwei, and the total population of all is about the same as that of the Khitan. If the people of Murowei are all brave and good at fighting, then wouldn't my Khitan be ......"
Thinking that there are still Jurchen tribes in the northeast, Yelu Tart is also very melancholy: "Why is my Liao country so many disasters and difficulties? And that Dashun occupies the Central Plains of flowers and flowers, enjoying the splendid rivers and mountains? ”
Thinking about it, the sword light and sword shadow, and the arrows flew. The wailing, the neighing of horses, the painful murmurs of dying soldiers, the clashing of blades...... It seems to have become the only main theme in this heaven and earth.
Snow, as if unable to bear to watch the carnage, fall from the sky. At this point, the sky seemed to be a little more gloomy. Jerod also knew that it was almost dawn. Yelu Chongyuan also understood that there was not much time left for him.
Xiao Hu panicked: "Your Majesty, what should we do now?" ”
Yelu Chongyuan was also a little panicked in his heart, and said calmly: "What are you afraid of, I am still here!" Then he exclaimed, "What are you waiting for!" Rush up to me! ”
Xiao Hu was anxious: "Your Majesty, the matter has come to this, leave a way back!" ”
Yelu Chongyuan was about to reprimand him, but he caught a glimpse of the soldiers behind him, and they all had a kind of evasive look. Seeing this scene, Yelu Chongyuan's heart suddenly cooled for a while. What does this mean? Isn't this just that people's hearts are disheartened, and they may be defeated at any time!
"That's it......" Yelu Chongyuan sighed and said, "Prepare to retreat......
At this moment, a confidant general stepped forward from behind, panting and saying, "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, it's not good, there are many palace tent troops in the rear......"
Immediately afterwards, a fast horse galloped from the left, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, there are also traces of the palace tent army on the left flank!" ”
"The right wing is not moving for the time being......"
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For a while, Yelu Chongyuan felt that he had fallen into the four desperate places, and he stayed where he was, not knowing what to do.
Xiao Hujian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, it's better to flee to the right flank, flee to the desert, there is still a chance to make a comeback......
Yelu Chongyuan looked at the Luanhe Palace reluctantly, once upon a time, he was so close to success; In the Longmei Palace in Linhuang Mansion in Beijing, the dragon chair seems to be close to this foot...... Now the dream is shattered, and everything seems to be gone......
Looking at the defeated tribal warriors, no matter how crazy Yelu Chongyuan is, he has to restrain his ambitions. If life is there, there is still a chance to make a comeback. The little life is gone, there is nothing. Even if the eldest son, Yelu Nerugu, was captured, Yelu Chongyuan was in the prime of life, and it was not a problem to have a son. Thinking of this, Yelu Chongyuan said: "Good, this is dangerous, I will take a step back first......"
Xiao Hujian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty get up!" ”
But they didn't expect that the morale of the rebels had plummeted, and now the Daxu, which symbolized Yelu Chongyuan, was withdrawn, and where did the rebels still have the will to fight, and they knelt down to ask for surrender.
It's really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. Yelu Chongyuan never thought that his long-planned rebellion would be in vain so by mistake. Now he is as panicked as a lost dog, anxious as a fish that has slipped through the net, and can only flee north in embarrassment surrounded by less than a thousand personal soldiers.
Yelu Chongyuan wore a cloak, looked back left and right, and found that in addition to the "privy envoy" Xiao Hujian, the king of the northern courtyard Chen Liu, the king of the southern courtyard Tiebu, the prime minister of the northern mansion Xiao Ge, the prime minister of the southern mansion Pu Gu, the privy secretary Xiao Diilide, and the king of the stable king Yelu Sarazhu were all missing. For a while, sadness came from it, and it was even more sad to think that his son Yelu Nerugu was also deeply trapped in the clutches of Yelu Hongji, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead......
At this time, in the Fengshengzhou border army on the other side of the Luan River, it was also found that the shouting and killing were getting quieter, and it seemed that the war had already had a result.
Yang Huaiyu couldn't hold back his excitement for a long time, and said: "Daddy, it's hard to find a good opportunity, the Khitan civil strife has been calmed, if you don't attack again, I'm afraid you will miss the opportunity!" ”
Who knows, Yang Wenguang and Wang Shao were both riding on horses, looking at the direction of the Luanhe Palace motionlessly, without any indication.
Yang Huaiyu repeated it again in astonishment, and Wang Shao came back to his senses and smiled: "Little general, don't worry. How could Yelu Hongji let Yelu Chongyuan go? If Yelu Chongyuan escaped, Yelu Hongji would definitely chase after him. Wait until Yelu Hongji sends out most of the palace tent army, then it will be a good opportunity for us to wait! ”
Yang Wenguang also said: "Commander Wang is right, although the enemy army is tired at this time, he still has the strength to fight. And the enemy army is several times our army, and if they attack rashly, they may repeat the mistake of Yelu Chongyuan. When they are tired, we will rush and kill for a while, and it is better to capture Yelu Hongji alive, and that will be a miracle of the world......"
Yang Huaiyu knew that Yang Wenguang always thought that he was inferior to Wang Shao, so he couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Because of Yang Wenguang's usual discipline, he didn't show it. Wang Shao was a person from the past, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly and didn't talk much...... (To be continued.) )