To the west of Yifang, shrouded in the night, a little bit of fire spread along the east-west direction for a distance of four or five miles.

The flames that stretched out were the camps of the horses that had been set up from the valley of the Ulshui River.

Every four or five hundred horses formed a small battalion. Breaking through in a hurry, without carrying a heavy army, it was naturally impossible to erect a fence, dig a trench, and set up a heavily guarded camp.

These small camps are just temporary deer bars made of collected earth and stones, and they surround the four sides of these small camps. And in the ground there were hastily dug some small dense pits trapped in the horse's hooves. Then the sergeant dismounted, and the mounts were concentrated inside, and a bonfire was lit to light the four sides, and the rangers were scattered outward to keep a close guard.

Such small camps cover each other, end to end. That's barely settled. Such an immaculate camp requires a great deal of men and horses to patrol the sentry. More than 2,000 cavalry troops, 4,500 infantry troops. At least five hundred horsemen were scattered, and they roamed around the camp in the light of the blazing fires, staring nervously at the distant rolling hills and the shadows of the swaying grass and trees in the darkness. Everyone held their blades as if they were about to pinch out water.

Despite their nervousness, the knights who were on patrol on horseback gradually sank their heads from time to time, and then suddenly they perked up, and ∵ ♂ wiped their sour eyes vigorously.

And the Song army, the brigade they guarded, ignored the bonfire, leaning on each other and falling asleep. Each of them had unkempt hair, emaciated and haggard. But the armor is on his body, and even in his sleep, he clutches the blade tightly.

This is really a tired military horse. But it is also a military horse that still maintains a certain combat effectiveness. What supports them is a little hope of getting out of this Jedi!

And Yang Keshi is the banner. It was in one of the makeshift camps that could be echoed in front and back. Loyal guards around you. There were quite a few people who fell to the ground and snorted so loudly that even some people were holding on, and their eyes were so red that they seemed to drip blood.

Surrounded by dozens of tired guards, sitting or sleeping. Sitting next to a bonfire, his armored figure was still upright and straight, holding his knees and silently contemplating, it was Yang Keshi whose beard was already tangled and his eye sockets were sunken.

The guards all saw that the general was in a bad mood. Also know what the reason is. But no one dared to disturb him, only two people beside him lightly burned the little food that had already been cooled on the fire.

The food is also very coarse, nothing more than a little paste in the copper bowl that can't tell what it is, adding water and two pieces of jerky, and now it is boiled so that it can't see the original appearance. The food was hot enough, and the copper bowl was bubbling. But the guards peeked at Yang Keshi's face, but no one dared to bring the copper bowl over.

Yang Keshi's face was dark.

led the mourning soldiers after the defeat, and the regrouping momentum rushed out of the Weishui River Valley, and the Jurchen troops in front of him were extremely empty. Yang Keshi really thought that he had found an opportunity. can slam the Jurchen military horses that are struggling to resist the attack of King Yan from behind, and Yifang should also be at his fingertips. His own family brought these tens of thousands of Kansai children out of the place of death!

Wei Dagong asked for the division of troops and attacked the Flying Kite Fort. As a general, it hurts to divide a little force at this time. In the end, for the sake of King Yan's face and Wei Dagong's love for risking death to come to deliver the message, he was extremely reluctant to allow him.

Yang Keshi really felt that this attack was a great opportunity. Even if it is their own military horses, they can't break Yifang in one fell swoop. But with such an action, how could the Jurchen Tartars not draw military horses from the front of the Yan Wang's department, after all, although the command was defeated. However, there are still two or three thousand cavalry soldiers who have been carefully selected and trained by themselves for more than a year. If there is a firm general in command, how can the children of Kansai not fight?

When the time comes, it will be flanked back and forth with the Yan Wang Army, and the first-line Jurchen department of Yifang will not be difficult to break!

But Yang Keshi was full of confidence, but he was hit by reality.

As soon as they left the valley, the Jurchen cavalry, which was not very large, spread out a vast front, roaring back and forth, harassing them with rangers, or attacking them with ferocity. Everyone has three horses, coming and going like the wind, and they are entangled with their own army with the strength of a few hundred horsemen!

The mixed horses and horses under his command were unexpectedly heavy and unbearable under the tactics of the Jurchen rangers. From the time of contact, for a whole day, there was not much movement forward. It also paid for the dead and wounded of one or two hundred men and horses. When he led his own guards to meet the enemy, he could only advance with a heavy weight. In the end, Yifang was still out of sight, so he could only camp hastily. And the mountain defense line of the Lanshui River Valley, where King Yan's department is fighting bloodily, is still dozens of miles away!

Although Yang Keshi has always led the field elite in the Western Army, he really has little experience in field battles with the Jurchen Tartars. I don't have a deep understanding of the combat power of the Jurchen Tartars. This time, as the Yan Yan army advanced eastward, it was retreated by Zong Han's department to show weakness, and then outflank and cut off the combat method in a large area, and tens of thousands of troops shook up their own shelves without really engaging in battle, and finally collapsed.

And the pressure of Lou Mu's subordinates came, and before Yang Keshi retreated eastward, he didn't have the interest to fight for his life with Yang Keshi's defeated soldiers.

After leaving the Weishui River Valley, this is the first time to really see the combat power of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry!

The advantages of the cavalry are vividly exerted by these money rat-tailed tartars. And when he saw the opportunity, even though it was only a few dozen riders, he dared to pounce and bite hard. These sturdy Jurchen knights, clad in heavy armor and wielding long blades, burst into battle. After a while, they retreated like a whirlwind. Leaving a mess of dead and wounded.

The Jurchen armor also had casualties, but those who fell off their horses and were injured were still fighting fiercely, stabbing three or two transparent holes in their bodies with spears, and they still had half a breath left to whisper and curse in Jurchen language!

After several rounds of harassment by riding and shooting, coupled with a ferocious charge. Even Yang Keshi personally stepped forward to suppress the formation, and he didn't see much of the situation being saved. And the high morale since leaving the Weishui Valley has also been quite hit.

A Jurchen Tartar like a straight mother thief, how did King Yan's subordinates fight each other, aren't they all from the Western Army?

In fact, the reason is also from its origins.

One is that Yang Keshi's subordinates, together with the defeated army of Yan Yan, are really exhausted, and their horsepower is close to exhaustion. Not to mention that most of the baggage with the army was lost. Even though the morale has been boosted a lot. But if the real combat power is exerted, it can be considered good if it can be fifty percent.

And the department of the Zolu. It's knowing that it's all or nothing. If you can't block this large group of Jurchen military horses coming from the east and let them copy behind the defenders on the defensive line, then the battle situation here will no longer be able to be cleaned up!

Hulu personally pressed on the front line, carried the flag and sounded the trumpet, and personally commanded all the departments. These Jurchen armored horsemen also had red eyes, and they exerted their combat power of only 12 percent!

Under the elimination of the other's strengths, it caused Yang Keshi's department. A dilemma here.

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The cracking of the bonfire cracked softly, and the weary and sleeping sergeants around him cried out in mixed voices. Beyond the firelight, endless darkness pressed towards this ruined army that was easy to rush to the sky.

These black shadows spread their teeth and claws, as if there were countless demonic beasts lurking in the darkness, ready to open their mouths at any time and devour these more than 10,000 tired and haggard lonely soldiers in one gulp!

Is it going north? Or continue eastward?

If you go north, there are still hundreds of miles to go, tens of thousands of children, how many can you get out?

And if they want to advance eastward, the Jurchen Tartars are strong in battle. Clutch uncertain. But from the perspective of General Yang Keshi, there is only so much that can be used with troops. Continue to hold your ground. Step by step, it's not something that can't be done. As long as it is another twenty or thirty miles to the east, it can rush through Yifang and threaten the back of the Jurchen Tartar defenders, and the army of King Yan can take advantage of the situation to rush out of the Lanshui River valley and join his own division. And these tens of thousands of Kansai Erlang can at least get more than eighty percent!

What should I do?

How much time do you have left?

Two thoughts collided fiercely in Yang Keshi's chest. I don't know what to do.

At this moment, Yang Keshi confirmed more clearly that he would be a good general, but he would never be a qualified army commander!

Because as the commander of the army, you have to make such a difficult decision!

In the middle of the night, suddenly a sharp bamboo whistle sounded from the outside patrol place, which was a warning to the camp of the army. The sergeants who were sleeping on the ground were awakened one after another. The general also got up a long time ago and shouted: "Don't panic!" Lined up! The archer stepped forward, ready to shoot four shots! Don't let the Jurchen Tartars take advantage of the situation to rush in! ”

And Yang Keshi jumped up when the bamboo whistle sounded, and the well-trained guards who followed him immediately guarded Yang Keshi with troops, and the other watched the bonfire and raised the torches one after another, illuminating the flag and signal that Yang Keshi used to command the whole army. The drums and horns were also about to come out, and it suddenly became an array to protect the command core of the generals.

Yang Keshi turned over and went up to a confronting earthen platform beside him, and looked forward to the place where the bamboo whistle sounded.

To the east, a few miles beyond the border of their own patrols, several fire dragons were converging in different directions. Under each fire dragon, needless to say, it is the Jurchen knights who were previously lurking in the darkness. Each fire dragon is a team of dozens of Jurchen armor riders!

And under the light of the gathered fire, you can already faintly see a team of people and horses, without raising fire, galloping towards their own camp like this!

The patrol cavalry of the Song army outside noticed this movement and warned one after another. In the blink of an eye, several large camps where tens of thousands of people were stationed were completely disturbed!

This team took advantage of the black disease to come west, but was discovered by the Jurchen patrol.

Xiao Yan was iron-clad and ghost-faced, dressed in military uniform, sitting on the back of a horse, and his body naturally fluctuated as the war horse galloped.

The Jurchen armor rode from all sides, and Xiao Yan didn't see it.

Xiao Yan's gaze only fell on the camp not far away that had already been disturbed.

Lao Tzu hurried and hurried, and finally caught up. Finally pulled out this doomed Yan Yan army! This is the capital that Lao Tzu used to reorganize the east and west flank fronts of the river and even unify the western army! (To be continued.)

ps: When I was in the saddest mood, I still updated a chapter.

There is no need to talk about things at home to annoy the readers. I just remember when I was a child, I was in Chongqing, and my grandmother took me to eat rice balls on the street