Far away in the south, there is a flickering fire, where is the place where Yang Ling's death battle is, although it can be seen from a distance now, but at least a few miles away, there is no doubt that there is also a battle, and the Liao people's frontal infantry is still in front of Han Shizhong and them, according to the current state of mounts, how can they not catch up with the Liao people in front!

Han Shizhong grabbed the reins fiercely, the war horse ran away, tilted his head or rushed forward a long way, Yan Shichen was also reined in beside him, staring at his eyes and yelling: "Why don't you chase it?" ”

Xue Yong caught up from behind and opened his mouth to shout: "Han Dutou, I can't catch up!" ”

Han Shizhong snorted, pulled out his sword from his waist, and ordered loudly: "Stabbing the horse!" ”

Yan Shichen's eyes widened, this Han Shizhong is ready to squeeze out the last bit of vitality of the mount under his crotch, so that he can rush to the front of the Liao people in time, but after stabbing the horse, even if he arrives, the war horse will not die and will be useless, and he will no longer be able to ride, the white soldiers have lost their armor, and now they have folded their mounts, what kind of elite heavy cavalry is the Great Song Dynasty?

Han Shizhong shouted loudly: "As long as we arrive, there is no mount, we will dismount and fight!" Xiao Yang will restrain the Liao cavalry for us, if we can't return with all the victories, An Neng can be worthy of Xiao Yang's hard work, in addition to the white soldiers, there are also Pengju's light cavalry in front! The decisive victory is tonight, win this battle, the swallow land is so big, you can add as many mounts as you want! Don't miss out on tonight's chance! ”

Before the roar stopped, Han Shizhong had already stabbed his sword on the horse's stock, and the mount under his crotch was in pain, and with a long neigh, he raised his hooves and shot out like an arrow! Yan Shichen also stabbed the horse fiercely, following closely, Xue Yong looked around left and right. His face was pale: "When the time comes, kill a few more Liao people and avenge our mounts!" Straight thieves, we are armless and horseless, and we are also soldiers and horses who dare to fight! ”

With Han Shizhong's roar, the Bai Zhan soldiers all gritted their teeth and acted like Han Shizhong, and the war horses were stimulated by this last stimulus. squeezed out all the remaining vitality, carried the master, and went straight to the distant battlefield.

Looking at his cronies Liao Ren Erlang, trapping the enemy in the infantry formation, entangled with Yang Ling's personal guards, constantly fighting to death, watching the Nanren infantry army desperately surround here, the guards around him opened their mouths to shout something to him. I was eight pounds in the room, but I couldn't hear a word.

Is it just in vain? Because of their own actions,

Looking at the opponent who seemed to be unable to be destroyed no matter what, he had already understood why Xiao Gan had to arrange it like this, and concentrated almost all the main forces here to encircle and annihilate the Shence army, his caution was reasonable, and the order that Xiao Gan gave him before leaving was to try to contain Yang Ling's subordinates, so that he could drag the Shence army to death, so that the only remaining cavalry of the Great Song Dynasty did not have the slightest room for restriction.

But now. Eight pounds of room can not be said to die here, the soldiers under his command. They are all sons of the Xi clan, and he is even more reluctant to turn back to face Xiao Gan than to die in battle!

Now he still has a chance, as long as he has an impact, he may take down Yang Ling's head, and when the time comes. The southerners will collapse!

The normal feeling suddenly returned to the body of the eight catties in the room, and the guards around him shouted loudly, and the voice was deafening: "General, general!" Go, go! Go and round with the king. Bring all the soldiers and horses to avenge us! ”

Eight pounds in the room, but shouted fiercely: "Rush over!" Take down the head of the commander of the southerners, and a certain person is willing to turn around! Just one impact! ”

In front of them, the remnants of the Song army, summoning up their last strength, turned to the array facing the cavalry, and could not form a formation in a hurry, so they squatted on the ground with their spears horizontally, facing the direction of the Liao iron cavalry.

At this time, these foot soldiers also knew that if they supported for a while, the final victory would be theirs, and it would be Yang Ling's! They defeated these undefeated and powerful Liao iron horsemen who shook the world!

Eight pounds of room slammed the horse's belly, and he was about to lead the crowd forward, but one of his loyal guards grabbed his reins: "You can't rush anymore, general!" ”

Before he finished speaking, the long knife in his hand flashed, and he had already cut off the head of his loyal guard! The blood rain rose to the sky, drenching the eight catties of the room with a face, this person who had never suffered a setback in his life, and who was very proud of his relatives of the Xi clan, glanced at the Liao knight beside him with a hideous and terrifying look: "Follow so!" ”

No one dared to dissuade him anymore, and all the Liao knights, at this moment, shook the reins at the same time and rushed towards the formation that was still fighting to the death in chaos

The impact of this last wave is equally impressive.

Although the remaining foot soldiers tried their best to meet the frontal formation, there was no time for them to form an array, and the frontal corpses were full of corpses, which also hindered their movements, and this time was only enough for them to stand sparsely in a dozen rows, staggered in front and back, each holding their spears diagonally at the flat ends.

Such an array, of course, could not stop the eight-pound cavalry team that came with anger, hundreds of horsemen crashed into the formation, and the foot soldiers who were blocking in front were suddenly knocked away, and those who could not dodge were stabbed down by spears and cut down by long knives, but at this time, these foot soldiers also killed their temperament.

The war has reached this level, and the victory is already visible and tangible, if you want to escape, it is better to flee at the beginning, even if you fight now! The Liao people can repeatedly impact in the disadvantages, everyone is the person who survives the troubled times, and they have earned their lives until now, and they have fought for their lives!

These foot soldiers, desperately rushing to the front of the room eight pounds, stabbed with spears, blocked with shields, with the blades that can be touched on the ground casually, some of the soldiers broke their spears, and pounced on them, to catch the legs of the eight pounds, and overturn him off the horse!

Such crazy foot soldiers, scattered and still fighting to the death, these Liao knights also disregarded life and death to tightly cover the eight catties of the room, and used their bodies to block the blades that attacked the eight catties of the room.

However, the impact distance of about twenty steps is small, whether it is the remnants of the Shence army who are fighting to the death, or the Liao light cavalry who are trapped, they are constantly falling.

The eight catties in the room kept moving forward, rushing past Yang Ling's personal guards and the Liao people who were still entangled in a death fight, and rushed straight towards Yang Ling, his spear had been used to nail a foot soldier who was stopped in front of him to the ground, and at this time he pulled out a long knife and pointed at Yang Ling's good head!

Tang Huai was fighting to the death with a Liao general, watching the eight catties of the room rushing towards Yang Ling, desperately picking up the half-cut spear that was still in his hand, half turning around, ignoring the Liao generals behind him, and throwing the spear towards the eight catties of the room!

The last guard beside the eight catties in the room struggled to catch up with the front half of the horse, and this half of the severed spear was pierced on his neck, and he fell off the horse without snorting. (To be continued......)