When the sun rose again, there were less than thirty guards left by Yang Chengzu's side, and all of them were injured. Contrary to what they imagined, these Mongols did not give up on them, but wanted to go crazy and stared at their small army. The reason why the situation is in the middle of the night is also due to the fact that these guards are well-equipped and they are first-class elites, but as the encirclement gradually compresses, there is not much room left for them to move.

There were 1,000 Mongol soldiers besieging them, and this chasing army gave up plundering, and no longer pursued Zhang Yong and others, but wholeheartedly pursued and killed Yang Chengzu, which could ensure Yongchun's safety. However, the pressure on Yang Chengzu's side has become extremely huge, and the development of the battle has completely deviated from the track he expected.

Among the troops pursuing them was an elite cavalry that was different from the average Mongol soldier, and most of the members were sharpshooters who could be called "Jebe" in the tribe. The bows and arrows used were also genuine iron-tipped arrows, which could penetrate armor and robes, and were completely different from those beast teeth or stone arrows. Rao is Yang Chengzu's escort is wearing heavy armor, and he will also be hit by an arrow.

As the sky brightened, the battle situation became more and more obvious, and the Mongol cavalry was like a wave of wheat, with no end in sight. Everywhere you can see the Mongol horse caravans, and the sound of their shouting. These guards didn't say a word, gritted their teeth and followed Yang Chengzu's side, many people's mounts had no strength, and they couldn't even start the charge, so they could only get down and lead the horses to recover their horsepower.

There are a lot of low trees and thorns on this mountain, which is not conducive to the galloping of war horses, and it is a place where you can barely rest, but everyone knows it. There is no danger to defend around here, and they can't organize a decent defensive front with their little people, as long as the Mongols rush up, it will be a dead end. The only way to do this was to keep changing positions and avoid a head-on confrontation with the Mongols.

Yang Chengzu looked at the direction of the Jingshi, although he couldn't see the shadow of the city wall, but the Mongols had already entered the Gyeonggi area, tossing the scene in the middle of the night, and the troops of the Jingshi should have completed the assembly. Regardless of whether the Beijing battalion is usable or not, it should not be a problem to expel these more than 1,000 Mongolian cavalry, and the only way for him to survive now is that the Beijing battalion can arrive before his small army is annihilated.

A few cold arrows broke through the air, Yang Chengzu almost subconsciously dodged and dodged, his shoulder hurt for a while, and an arrow still hit his shoulder, but it was blocked by the rhino armor and did not hurt the flesh. Dozens of cavalrymen were already rushing towards this side, and at the same time, there were shouts from within their mouths, greeting their companions.

"Kill it!" Yang Chengzu jumped on his mount and took the lead, rushing directly towards the other party, the two teams collided in one place, and people on both sides fell from their horses. It's just that Yang Chengzu didn't look back after rushing over, nor did he count the number of people, but urged the horse and continued to run forward.

One of the guards shouted, "Ti Shuai, the Mongols are in disarray, it seems that there are reinforcements!" I saw that in the oblique thorns, the dust was rising, and it seemed that there were two teams of men and horses tearing and fighting. Reinforcements are coming?

Yang Chengzu took the remnants and shouted loudly to kill over there, and at this moment, almost everyone thought that they were saved. But when they arrived nearby, everyone's hearts were cold again, the difficult Mongolian elite soldiers were fighting with a hundred-person cavalry team, wearing a crown of pearls from a hundred birds and phoenixes, and Guo Jiujie, who was wearing a red tight-fitting arrow sleeve, was wielding a horse and a gun to take the lead in tearing and killing, and the whole army was also in danger. The so-called way of life is actually this group of pig teammates?

Guo Jiujie's cavalry is all the guards of the Marquis of Wuding, and they are the elite soldiers in the three major battalions, and the horses and equipment are also carefully selected, and the combat power is not comparable to the Mongols. However, the cavalry they encountered was also surprisingly fierce, and under the collision, the Guo family's guards did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, and their casualties were similar to each other's.

Mo Rigen didn't expect to encounter such a cavalry that could fight, and every one of his guards was a hero on the grassland, and he actually suffered such a big loss. And these soldiers are the guarantee of his status in the entire tribe, and they are the capital of his fortune, and this kind of casualties also makes him feel painful.

I saw that the leader of the other party was a young Han boy, although his riding skills were acceptable, but his martial arts were not very strong, he urged the horse to rush straight over, and killed Guo Jiujie with the momentum of Mount Tai. I hope to end this conflict in a decisive way.

"Kill!" A palace guard stabbed obliquely to meet him, and the spear in his hand shook several spears. The scimitar in Mozhigen's hand ignored the changes in these tricks at all, and slashed it in an unreasonable way. With a soft thud, the guard's spear landed, barely allowing him to change his moves, and the Khan scimitar had swept through his neck, and his head hit the ground.

These guards are also ruthless people who came out of the sea of corpses and blood, and they can see that the opponent's weight is considered a basic ability, and they can know at a glance that this Tartar is afraid that there are a number of fierce generals on the grassland, and they are not something they can deal with alone.

On the occasion now, there is no room to concentrate forces to encircle him, and everyone has basically rationally chosen the attitude of avoiding war. But Sister Guo Jiu does not have this kind of self-cultivation, and Miss Guo Jiu, who maintains an undefeated record against famous martial artists in Beijing, has always believed that she is invincible in the world. Mo Rigen's heroism did not make her afraid, but with the attitude of seeing the hunting heart, she shouted and raised her gun and rushed forward. "Dog Tartar, come here!"

In a coquettish cheer, the three spears stabbed almost at the same time, and the martial arts of the two Guo Jiujie's personal female guards were real, even those so-called first-class masters on the rivers and lakes were not necessarily the opponents of the two female guards.

"Women?" Mo Rigen could already hear from his voice that the three blood-stained men were not men but women, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. Different from the aesthetics of the Ming Dynasty, the kind of classical ladies who are weak and willow and support the wind are not loved by men who are plugged in, and those who can get on the horse and hold a hard bow are the real good women.

The scimitar in his hand struck out indiscriminately, knocked the three spears flying, and then stretched out his big hand like a giant spirit and grabbed it towards Guo Jiujie. Catch this woman and pajam her! That's the only thing Mozhigen thinks at the moment.

Guo Jiujie didn't want her martial arts that she had always been proud of, but it was useless again, and in her fright, she forgot how to block and dodge. When he was about to be grabbed by this hand on the shoulder, he saw the big man on the opposite side drop off the horse with a strange scream, and the sound of horses' hooves and the man's scolding came from behind him, "Didn't I let you enter Beijing, what kind of mess are you here?" Come on! Where did you send me to the people I asked you to send? ”

Yang Chengzu threw the hand slave aside, and shouted at Guo Jiujie, Guo Jiujie, who had just survived the dead, didn't care about picking up her spear, but pulled out the saber in her waist and responded loudly

"I handed over the people to my female soldiers, and I promised to send them to the place. You are so righteous, how can you see that after you stay and break off, can I do such a thing? Miss Ben brought someone to answer you and rescue you! ”

"Nonsense!" Yang Chengzu scolded hatefully, this time he came to save Guo Jiujie, but instead let his troops encounter the elite of Mongolia again, and the troops were reduced by nearly half at once. Even if you count the people brought by Guo Jiujie, the number of troops is no more than fifty, which is actually not much better than the situation of Fang Cai.

Seeing that the enemy was about to form an encirclement again, he could only pull the reins of Guo Jiujie and lead the team to rush towards the oblique stab. The giant bear-like Mo Rigen also got up from the ground, and the crossbow inserted in his chest, although it broke through the outer layer of Linggen armor, but the innermost cowhide armor finally blocked the arrow, but just held his breath. He pulled out the arrow, threw it at the ground, and commanded his men, "Whoever catches the woman who stabbed me with a spear, I will reward him with ten sheep!" Such a tasteful woman, you have to catch her! The legs, the breasts...... If anyone dares to get on her before me, I'll kill his whole family and chase after me!" ”