Han Derang did not expect that his personal entourage would actually poison his back, the origin of this entourage is unusual, it is because Han Derang also trusts him, at this time he only cares about running away, and suddenly heard Wu Yingying shouting, and when he looked up, he saw a person and a horse galloping in front of him.

Han Derang had no time to think about it, endured the severe pain in his back, grabbed the saddle with both hands, and with the help of Wu Yingying, he turned over and rode on the horse. A horse carries two big men, Rao is Qinghai is such a divine horse, and his feet are also soft, and he immediately got up and ran forward with his hooves.

The three Khitans with short arms did not dare to stop the oncoming galloping horses, and they all turned sideways to get out of the way.

At this moment, the cavalry up and down the mountain arrived almost at the same time, and Yu Furenliang and Xin Gu led more than 1,000 cavalry generals Wu Yingying and Han Derang to protect them. However, Yelu Shilie commanded thousands of horsemen to surround him from all directions, and even if he suffered casualties, he would block this group of men and horses in the middle of the mountain. Around, more and more Khitan clan leaders saw that they were cheap, and they wanted to befriend Yelu Shilie, and the cavalry of the Bule headquarters stepped forward to besiege together. Those material slaves on the hot mountain took this opportunity to command the warriors of the clan to go up and grab the Han army camp. The low-hanging fruit victory aroused the ferocity of the Khitans, who shouted and brandished scimitars and bows and arrows, and launched wave after wave of continuous attacks on the weak hills at the cost of casualties.

Wu Yingying asked one of his soldiers to give his horse to Han Derang and protect him in the array, while he himself led the cavalry to rush back and forth among the overlapping Khitan cavalry, trying to make a bloody way.

Xin Gu followed closely behind Wu Yingying and stabbed left and right, several times it was clear that the blades of the Khitan cavalry had reached his body, but he avoided the vital point, and then he was ruthless in the other party's heart, neck, etc. He was not wearing armor in a hurry, his thin military robe was cut by the enemy's spearhead during the confrontation between the two armies, and the front placket was half open, revealing many ugly and terrifying scars, he didn't care about it, his face was covered with blood, and he shouted loudly in his mouth, he was really like a demon king in hell, and then the Khitan cavalry did not dare to fight him head-on. He dodged several cold arrows, but the horse could not, and with great effort, he had changed his mount to two horses.

Yu Furen was shrewd to avoid any Khitan cavalry sticking to him, he cautiously kept pace with the other Lanzhou cavalry around him, took care of the rear team from time to time, and turned back several times to rescue his own cavalry that was cut off by the Khitan cavalry.

All the Lanzhou soldiers understood that they had fallen into a dead position at this time, losing their speed and geographical advantage, and were surrounded by enemies who far outnumbered their own side, but no one gave up the battle, and all of them fought with the long lance, horizontal knife, and scimitar in their hands.

Han Derang was protected in the middle by a team of palace division troops, seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and the seemingly endless enemy cavalry was intercepting and chasing him, he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret and powerlessness in his heart, at this moment that should never be distracted, he put his hand into his arms, tightly rubbing the delicate dagger that he often played with, and on the handle of the dagger carved from ivory, there was a word "绰" engraved in the inscription. "Do you want me to die too?" As if he didn't hear the shouting of killing in his ears, Han Derang closed his eyes slightly, as if he saw a beautiful face.

Han De let all thoughts be discouraged, closed his eyes and waited for death, and listened to the overwhelming shouts of killing becoming stronger and stronger, and suddenly, he heard the guards around him shout in surprise: "Yang Invincible is here!"

The river meander, where the Yang family was born, is in the boundary of Shuozhou, suppressing the Khitan tribe in Shuozhou for decades, keeping one side safe, and the prestige is far and wide, and Han Derang has also heard the name of "Yang Invincible" when he went to Beijing.

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a group of men and horses waving the banner of the Daizhou Jianxiong Army, unexpectedly killing from behind the Khitan tribesmen, and his heart was at peace. The Shuozhou Khitan cavalry was either besieging their own group, or they were rushing the mountain in a chaotic manner, and there was no more well-organized army to resist Liu Jiye's surprise attack.

Han Derang saw that there were not many cavalry under Liu Jiye, and there were less than 3,000 elites who had been in battle for a long time. However, the combat power of this cavalry is far beyond that of any cavalry that has been on the battlefield, and as Han Derang has seen, from time to time there are fierce leaders or Shuozhou cavalry officers who gather groups of hundreds of people to intercept the Jianxiong army that is rushing left and right on the battlefield, but like a weed that can't hold the galloping horse, even the speed of the Jianxiong army's impact has not slowed down. Liu Jiye was well versed in cavalry luck, and there were few horses in the Central Plains, but he let him concentrate on training an elite soldier that was enough to be ten with one, and also figured out a set of cavalry combat methods with outnumbered enemies. That is to seize the fighter plane, throw it into the battlefield by surprise, and keep impacting to defeat the enemy who dares to assemble and resist, but never love to fight. The cavalry of the Yang family is like a bloodthirsty arrow, chasing any group of enemy troops who dare to gather together on the battlefield, defeating them, dispersing them, killing the bravest enemies to show the public, and finally forcing all enemies to lose their will to fight, and the jackal turns into a little sheep, obediently exposing his back to the Jianxiong army for slaughter.

The Khitan Gufu Buddha Department is a tribe from the northeast, and the head of the people is quite unaccustomed to the cowardice of other tribes who fled as soon as they heard the name of the Yang family, and said in his heart: "Is this still an invincible Khitan people, the wolf was actually driven away by the sheep." He couldn't see clearly from a distance how the Yang cavalry and the Khitan cavalry fought, and he only guessed that these southern tribes were softened by the women and brocade of the Han land, and they no longer had the courage that Taizu Abaoji had when he raised the army.

The Gufu Buddha Department has been dormant in the north for a long time, and he wants to move the tribe to the south in the early morning, just taking this opportunity to show the strength of the tribe's warriors, which will not only please Lord Yelu, but also deter those southern tribes who are strong and strong. Thinking of this, Zu Wu loudly beckoned the men of the clan to gather together, and shouted: "Warriors, whether the cattle and sheep stay in the north to eat the sand, or come to the south to taste the fresh grass, it depends on you!" Everyone thought the same as him, and they all followed closely behind the Wu Block, and rushed towards the Yang cavalry.

According to the calculation of blocking the noon, the number of cavalry of the Yang family is small, and what they rely on is only the speed of the horse and the sword, and they do not entangle with the Khitan cavalry, so that the numerical advantage of the Khitan cavalry cannot be brought into play. But no matter how brave these people are, as long as the warriors of their tribe stop them for a moment, the Khitan cavalry from all directions will gather like wolves that smell blood, and you will be torn apart whether you are lions or tigers.

The oncoming Khitan rout swept from both sides, and when they met those who rushed straight over without long eyes, they unceremoniously drove away with a scimitar, and in a moment they faced the famous Yang family cavalry. Suddenly, the initial confidence turned into nameless fear, and he shouted loudly from his mouth.

The cavalry of the Yang family on the opposite side of the noon is an officer, covered with fine fish scale armor, and only a pair of indifferent eyes are revealed under the helmet, as if there is no such large group of Khitan warriors in front of him, he rushed over directly without dodging, his arms trembled slightly, without any fancy movements, a spear stretched directly in front of Xin Gu, damn Han, Zu Wu cursed in his heart, turned around to avoid the head of the spear, and slammed the horse's belly between his legs, isn't it a spear, there are many people on the grassland, as long as you stick to the front of you, watch me cut off your head.

But this has become the last thought of blocking the noon, the Han people's spear seems to have eyes, and like a spiritual snake spitting out letters, actually in the air to turn a range, just stabbed into the middle of the heart of the noon, by the opposite side of the horse hard rush force, full of flexibility and elasticity of the ash pole is slightly extended, the hand of the cavalry trembled slightly, and then the oblique pick of the noon obliquely flew out, the red blood until this moment gushed out, like a rain of blood.

"I've never seen the world. Jianxiong Duyu Marquis Wang Gui sighed disdainfully, raised the big gun, and before he had time to shake off the blood droplets, he stretched out to the next Khitan who dared to stop in front of the horse, the speed of the mount under the crotch did not decrease at all, and a clump of white tassels under the blade of the gun was dyed blood red.

The fierce, warlike, and ambitious Khitan Gufu Buddha Division, the Gufu Buddha Division, which survived the wind and sand in the north, and the Gufu Buddha Division, which had contributed countless warriors to the Khitan tribe, shed all their blood in this counterattack like an egg hitting a stone. Ten days later, the other tribes that received the news looted their cattle, sheep and women.

In Han Derang's eyes, wherever the Yang cavalry went at this moment, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, scattering and defeating the Shuozhou Khitan cavalry that could still be condensed into a group. Rao is Han Derang, who has been in battle for a long time, and has never seen such a bullying style. The Khitans, who were still clamoring to kill the Han dogs just now, only hated the horse for having four legs at the moment.

"Yang Invincible is coming", "Han reinforcements have arrived", "Run!" The sound of the surrounding Khitan tribal cavalry rose one after another, the fear of the back road being cut off, the prestige of the Yang family's long-standing backlog, spread like a plague, and the slightly more well-trained Shuozhou cavalry and these tribal soldiers had already been mixed together, and they were coerced by the panicked tribal soldiers and could not organize any meaningful resistance.

"Liu Jiye has been crisscrossing the north for decades, and he is really a fierce enemy of the Khitan. Han Derang secretly screamed for luck while watching the Yang family's cavalry with a complicated expression, driving the Khitan soldiers around like wolves. The White Feather Battalion, Hussar Battalion, and Modao Battalion led by Wu Yingying also joined the ranks of the counterattack, and they all found the Khitan cavalry that was still able to fight nearby. The palace division army gathered around Han Derang, the two did not help each other, it was reasonable, Shuozhou Khitan attacked the palace division army first, and Liu Jiye sent troops to rescue the friendly army. But Liu Jiye is the great enemy in the hearts of the Khitan people, and every year I don't know how many Khitan heroes who go south to plunder are folded under the big guns of the Yang family in Hequ, and it is difficult for the Khitan Palace to divide the army and the Yang cavalry to hunt down the same clan.