The order flag waved, and hundreds of Great Song infantry who had been detouring on both flanks finally launched an attack, and surrounded the Chinese army in a two-and-a-half-moon shape on both sides, but after all, it was not comparable to the combat power of the Liao cavalry, and between a few back and forth sprints, nearly half of the Great Song soldiers and horses were killed and wounded.

This is the first time Yang Ling has personally experienced such a large-scale battle, when he was in Baigou River, Yang Ling's feelings were only for the people, but now, he feels tragic and heartache.

No one fled, no one was cowardly, the battle against the water has been a situation of not dying, only by fighting for their lives can they have a chance to survive, the number of Song troops was killed more and more, the opposing cavalry is still wantonly stabbing in the crowd, countless soldiers are unwilling to fall in a pool of blood.

Inferior to people is inferior to people, the battlefield has always only spoken with strength, gradually, the front has been completely broken through, and thousands of soldiers have been sleeping on this land forever, dying.

The cavalry of the Liao State adjusted the formation and began to advance towards the Chinese army, and in the Chinese army formation, a soldier who had been holding the banner of the Shence Army suddenly slammed the flag into the ground, and then knelt down in front of Yang Ling and kowtowed three heads respectfully.

Yang Ling saw that this person was recruited from the Changsheng army by his own family, and his ability was good, so he was transferred to his own personal guard, and after seeing this person kowtow, he said, "Thank you Xiao Yang for the cultivation of the general, I am afraid that the little one will not be able to follow the general in the future." These days, the little ones ...... Eat well, the little one really wants to live like this forever......" The man smiled at him, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and his honest face was full of gratitude, but there was no trace of fear to be found.

Stride. Drawing his sword, this person dodged and stopped in front of Yang Ling's horse, and hundreds of soldiers and horses and dozens of personal soldiers behind him also stepped forward to stand in a row. Blocking Yang Ling behind him, he was fearless and ready for battle.

Yang Ling felt a tingling pain in his chest, and the simple face in front of him raised his eyes to look into the distance, the line of heaven and earth in the distance, empty as a wash.

"Any reinforcements?" Yang Ling muttered to himself in distraction.

Han Shizhong, who was covered in blood, had already lost his war horse, and grinned: "General Xiao Yang." Let's carry it a little bit, I'm afraid there won't be reinforcements......"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Since you have lost hope." Then let's fight hard, Tang Huai, give me a knife. ”

"Will ...... Lord"

Yang Ling smiled gently: "Let the Liao people see, our generals of the Great Song Dynasty can actually kill people." ”

Han Shizhong laughed loudly. "What I admire most is this kind of man. Lord, I will kill you with old Han Dingbao. ”

At this time, Yang Ling's location was just the last hundreds of people and horses struggling to support, and Zhang Xian behind him was there, where could he still take care of fighting fires at this time, and one by one he ran forward with black heads, but because of the firefighting, the people and horses were too scattered. In a moment's time, it was coordinated, and in a hurry, only a few hundred people followed him.

Han Shizhong threw down his shield. With a horse lance in one hand and a sword in the other, he shot at the oncoming Liaoren, and suddenly there was a hole in his neck, and the blood continued to overflow, and he fell down with his head raised. The other two spears beside him stabbed at Han Shizhong, Han Shizhong clamped it under his armpit, and the long sword in his hand slashed off, and the two heads rose to the sky.

The confrontation between the infantry army and the cavalry army kicked off in an instant, and many people among the Song people, as veterans of the battlefield, naturally knew that the cavalry had a sprint distance, and the kinetic energy carried by it must be huge, and at this time there was no need to stab out the spear, but only need to hold the lower plate tightly, hold the spear in both hands, and the other party would automatically send it to the door.

The light cavalry with a sharp spirit paid a heavy price on the first line of this infantry formation, and the two sides began to fight fiercely.

Due to the undiminished momentum of the cavalry, even if the horse was stabbed down, it was still able to knock three or five spearmen away, and the courage of the main general greatly boosted the morale. The spearmen's first line of defense was reduced to a thin layer in an instant.

At this moment, Han Shizhong had slaughtered no less than 20 people, and his body had been injured many times, and his robe was covered with bloodstains, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's. The only thing left is to fight with a knife and a gun, and no one will die. The advantage of light cavalry is only higher than that of infantry, nothing more.

"Sword and shield hand, up!" With a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, the Liao cavalry, who was not afraid of death, had not had time to catch his breath, and pounced.

The sword and shield hand only used the shield to catch the cavalry with a blow, in the cavalry has been exhausted for a long time, the new force has not been born in a moment, draw the knife to start, or cut off the horse's head, or cut off the horse's legs, for a while, the sound of the war horse's wailing is endless, Han Shizhong wiped the blood on the tip of the gun under the sole of his shoe, Le Ma rushed up again, a shot pierced the shield of the sword and shield hand, the castration was still unabated, and the Liao sergeant was pierced through the heart.

Then he threw away the big gun, I don't know if he snatched a spear from the enemy or his own people, swept sideways, several sword and shield hands couldn't help it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew out upside down, Han Shizhong was brave and strong.

On the hills, Yelu Dashi looked at the battle in full swing on the battlefield and couldn't help but applaud: "What a fierce general!"

More than 100 cavalrymen behind him were furious: "General, let's go up, promise to kill them without leaving a piece of armor!"

"Don't worry, the infantry army on the opposite side has not been defeated, and the opposing cavalry has not died, the far stop is a rare combat power of my Daliao, it is naturally the best not to die, and there is no need to say more, after the consumption is done again, a certain leader will lead you to fight the war!" Yelu Dashi's voice was calm.

The cavalry on the side couldn't help but show a look of smugness, and the life and death of his own family could be favored by the main general, proving that he was indeed the main force of the trump card, and the narcissism of his teeth and claws was a must!

Two hours have passed since the battle, and the two sides are still fighting bitterly. Many light cavalry who died on their horses abandoned their horses and fought on foot, white knives entered, red knives came out, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while, Han Shizhong alone fought all over the field, without any intention of exhaustion, and the Liao people were all frightened, and they subconsciously wanted to avoid such a living Hades.

Fighting to this extent, Yelu Dashi was also a little frightened, the degree of courage of the Song people in front of him was really jaw-dropping, and the other soldiers and horses were replaced, at this time they were already defeated, and they were still fighting to the death, the reason for all this was because of Yang Ling, this person did not die, and the Shence army would definitely fight until one soldier and one soldier and would not stop.

Yelu Dashi pointed at Yang Ling Yaoyao and said, "Archer, shoot down the enemy general!"

"Subordinates obey!" The archers behind the Jerod Stone pulled their bows in unison, and the sound of the bowstrings tightening was terrifying. (To be continued......)