The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone, and he will not return. Like the ancient Assassins, there was no shortage of such heroic and generous men in every dynasty who died for the sake of a soldier who was a confidant.

Yang Zhixing and the more than a thousand cavalry around him were no exception.

The dusk under the sunset is unusually beautiful, and the brilliant sunset is brilliant, but Yang Zhixing and more than a thousand knights will not enjoy it again in the future. Because they went to break the enemy this time, they had already saved the heart of death. Just like Yang Zhixing said, they are willing to die for a king like Ji Qingchen. But in their hearts, there is still a word that has not been spoken, that is, they are willing to fight for the king of Northern Liao, and they are willing to fight him for the king of Northern Liao, and the future Emperor of Great Yan in their minds will fight to the death.

Because the cavalry who had such a will to die rushed to the river in only two pillars of incense.

Before, they determined the location of the ambush according to the description of the scout, and this time to the river, Yang Zhixing gave an order, and the army rushed to the Beirong cavalry ambushed by the river.

Smack!

Smack! Smack!

Ao Fang, who was still ambushing by the river, heard the sound of horses' hooves and suddenly came to his senses. Because he was sure that Ji Qingchen's army had arrived, he had been ambushed here for two days, wasn't he waiting for this moment?

Sure enough, just as he turned over and rode on the war horse, the scout he sent out had already galloped in front of him, and the knight immediately turned off the horse before the war horse was stable, and replied in a hurried tone, "General, there is a force of Yan cavalry coming towards us!" ”

"How many? How far away is it now? Ao Fang was stunned, he didn't expect Ji Qingchen to find out his position and take the initiative to attack.

"It's just a distance—" Before the knight could finish speaking, he let out a scream and fell to the ground, and Ao Fang looked down and found that the knight in front of him was sticking a feathered arrow in his back.

"Whoosh-" With the sound of hundreds of feathered arrows, they burst out and shot towards the army of Aofang.

"Not a good general, there are enemies." The general beside Ao Fang shouted, as soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of rapid horses' hooves in front of him, and Ao Fang saw a cavalry of more than 1,000 people rushing towards him from a distance!

"It's the cavalry of the Yan Kingdom, ready to fight!" Ao Fang roared, already drawing his sword.

Ao Fang gave an order, and the three thousand Beirong cavalry beside him took the order, drew their swords, and followed him to meet Yang Zhixing's more than 1,000 cavalry.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-whoosh-" When Yang Zhixing led more than 1,000 cavalry to rush up, he did not forget to shoot arrows at the Beirong cavalry, this kind of cavalry is the specialty of the cavalry leaving the country, since Ji Qingchen became the governor of Northern Liao, he let the Black Eagle Cavalry and the Longxiang Cavalry practice riding and archery, and today in the face of the Beirong cavalry, this one has exerted its power.

"Plop!"

"Plop-p-p-"

There were constantly Beirong cavalry who were shot and fell off their horses, which made Ao Fang anxious. Before the enemy got closer, he had lost a lot of people on his side, so what was the point of winning this battle if he continued in this name? Thinking of this, he gave the order to take the initiative to attack, "Kill-"

After that, he urged the horse to rush out for the first time!

The three thousand Beirong cavalry behind him led the order, and they also rushed out of the army!

Three hundred steps –

Two hundred steps –

"Whoosh-whoosh-" The feather arrows were still shooting at Ao Fang and the cavalry around him one by one, and the cavalry around him kept falling off their horses, but the distance between the two sides was also shrinking.

One hundred steps –

Eighty steps –

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and Ao Fang could even see the expression on the face of the opposing general.

But at this moment, Ao Fang saw that as soon as the opponent's main general retracted his bow, the Yan cavalry did not continue to kill him, but turned around and ran away with the main general.

"I want to go, it's not that easy!" Ao Fang was enraged, how could he let this enemy cavalry escape so easily after shooting many of his own cavalry, urging the horse to catch up with Yang Zhixing's cavalry. And Yang Zhixing wants this effect, not to fight head-on with Aofang's cavalry, but only to use his cavalry to kill the opponent to the greatest extent.

Yang Zhixing's army ran in front, Ao Fang chased behind the cavalry, and the scene by the river was very spectacular.

After chasing each other for half a pillar of incense like this, Yang Zhixing gave an order, and the army rushed to the camp of the Beirong cavalry who were ambushed on the other side.

This cavalry did not show its figure when it saw that there were only more than 1,000 cavalry around Yang Zhixing, and when it saw Yang Zhixing killing towards Aofang. Because their commander-in-chief, a commander of a thousand soldiers, thought that the three thousand cavalry of Aobai were enough to deal with the more than a thousand cavalry of the Yan Kingdom, and he did not need to take action.

But now that Yang Zhixing's more than 1,000 cavalry is killed, he can't continue to dodge, so he can only show up and lead the cavalry to meet Yang Zhixing's army.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-whoosh-" Yang Zhixing still used the method of dealing with the Aofang cavalry, leading more than a thousand cavalry to rush forward and constantly shoot arrows at the Beirong cavalry in front of him.

"Plop!"

"Plop-pounce-pounce-" The Beirong cavalry blocking them in front of them were constantly shot and fell off their horses.

With this shot, the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred paces.

At this time, Yang Zhixing directly threw away the bow and arrow, pulled out the saber on his waist, and with a loud roar, he immediately killed the Beirong cavalry who came up. Because at this time, there were 3,000 cavalry in front of him, and there were thousands of Beirong cavalry in Aofang behind him. He had no choice but to fight to the death with the other party.

"Kill-" Yang Zhixing shouted, the first to rush into the camp of the Beirong cavalry, holding the sword high, facing a rushing Beirong cavalry is hand up and down, only to hear a "poof" sound, the Beirong cavalry was cut off by Yang Zhixing, and blood gushed out from the neck of the headless corpse, and then the corpse fell off the horse.

A knife resulted in an enemy, Yang Zhixing made a backhand knife, cut off the back of a Beirong cavalry that was killing him, and continued to rush to the central position of the Beirong cavalry.

The more than 1,000 Yan cavalry behind him were like him, and when they finished setting up the last round of feather arrows, they threw away the big bow in their hands, pulled out the war knife at their waist, and entered the camp of the Beirong cavalry. Because they knew that they would definitely die in this battle, and this was the last time they would use a bow and arrow, and they would not have to carry it with them again.

"Kill-" Just when Yang Zhixing's army and the Beirong cavalry in front of him fell into a fight, Ao Fang led him to kill the cavalry of Yan with less than 2,000 cavalry left.

As soon as Aofang's cavalry joined the battle group, Yang Zhixing fell into the predicament of being attacked on both sides. However, Yang Zhixing and the cavalry around him came to fight to the death with the belief that they would die. Therefore, when Ao Fang led less than 2,000 Beirong cavalry to join the battle group, there was still no substantial effect, Yang Zhixing and more than 1,000 cavalry around him still rushed forward without fear, eating away at the Beirong cavalry in front of him step by step.

There is no equivalence of forces between the two sides.

But Yang Zhixing and his more than 1,000 cavalry had the belief that they would fight to the death, which inspired the fierce fighting spirit of not fearing death, and completely suppressed the Beirong cavalry.

The two sides are tied!

When a Yan cavalryman was cut off from his horse, he would always cut down several Beirong cavalrymen in a row without regard for his life before he died. Ao Fang, who was fighting, was furious when he saw this scene. Because if it goes on like this, even if their two cavalry attack together and annihilate this Yan cavalry, how many companions can they still live and ride horses around them after the first battle? No, we have to find a way! Ao Fang thought so in his heart. Suddenly, his eyes glanced at Yang Zhixing, who was fighting bravely in the distance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have an idea, he roared loudly, and shouted to the guards beside him, "Come with me-" and raised his knife to kill Yang Zhixing's position.

The thirty guards around him were all elites trained by him, and they were ten fierce soldiers, and when they heard Ao Fang's order, they followed Ao Fang closely.

Thirty people and Ao Fang broke into the camp of Yang Zhixing's cavalry in the form of a sword and killed Yang Zhixing.

Yang Zhixing slashed a Beirong cavalryman to death with a knife, and he felt a terrifying murderous aura coming from behind him, and he stabbed backhand without looking.

"Bell—"

There was a crisp loud bang, and his tiger's mouth ached. Yang Zhixing knew that he had encountered a strong enemy, so he immediately turned back and found that the enemy who fought hard with him was none other than Ao Fang.

"You're not the king of Northern Liao—" Ao Fang shouted when he saw Yang Zhixing.

"Humph! Do you still need His Highness's hand to kill a rat like you? Yang Zhixing alone is enough. Yang Zhixing laughed wildly, and once again urged the horse to hold the knife and kill Ao Fang.

Ao Fang ignored Yang Zhixing's sarcasm, and just moved to meet Yang Zhixing's sword.

Because just now, after he fought with Yang Zhixing, he found that the other party's strength was no longer below him, and if he wanted to kill the other party, he couldn't be distracted.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

Yang Zhixing and Ao Fang fought for 20 rounds without a win. After a knife fight, the two turned their horses' heads again and continued to kill each other.

They've killed the blood, and it's already endless!

The Yan cavalry and the Beirong cavalry who were also on the battlefield also killed their own blood, because the Yan cavalry killed a lot of Beirong cavalry with a ruthless method of one for three, which aroused the ferocious blood in the body of the Beirong cavalry, and they gave the Yan cavalry color in the same way.

In this way, when the Beirong cavalry also desperately resorted to the desperate means of exchanging one for three, the number of Yan cavalry continued to decrease.

As soon as the two sides fought, there were less than 600 cavalry left in the Yan Kingdom, and the loss of the Beirong cavalry could not be said, just in this short encounter, they had 2,000 cavalry lost their lives, plus Yang Zhixing and his more than 1,000 cavalry shot and killed 1,000 elite cavalry of Aofang earlier, and the Beirong cavalry on the battlefield only had 3,000 people left, nearly half of them were lost.

"Kill the sons of Beirong, kill the Yan people." Seeing that half of the cavalry around him had lost, Ao Fang was angry and angry, roared loudly, and raised his sword again to slash at Yang Zhixing.

"The majestic swallow will never fall! The blood is inexhaustible, and the fight to the death is endless! Yang Zhixing roared out the battle song of the Yan army, and raised his sword to meet Ao Fang, "The Great Yan will not fall, the iron sword is still there!" ”

"The majestic swallow will never fall! The blood is inexhaustible, and the fight to the death is endless! The six hundred cavalry were infected by Yang Zhixing's arrogance, and raised their swords to meet the enemy in front of them, "Dayan will not fall, the iron sword is still there!" ”

……

The battle lasted less than half an hour, but after the war, the banks of the great river were full of blood. Because of this battle, all the 1,383 Yan cavalry led by Yang Zhixing were killed, and they were buried with more than 4,800 Beirong elite cavalry.

When Ji Qingchen, Li Changzheng and Zuo Zongquan arrived with a battalion of 800 cavalry, the battle on the banks of the river was over, and the wounded Ao Fang had already led the remnants of the defeated army to disappear. It's just strange that Yang Zhixing's body was not found in the pile of corpses of the 1,383 Yan cavalrymen who died in battle, only his hard bow and horse lance and war horse were found, and even his saber and the copycat version of the wolf blade were not found.

"Brother Jiu, let's go!" Seeing Ji Qingchen riding on the horse in a daze, Li Changzheng stepped forward and whispered, "If we don't leave, we will be caught up by the 10,000 Beirong elite horsemen behind us." ”

"Let's go!" Ji Qingchen spit out the word in a low voice, and disappeared into the twilight on horseback.