Chapter 10 Yi Ding (10)

"Ask for Tek, Ask for Tek......" A group of Khitan soldiers who had just escaped from the depths of the camp turned around screaming when they saw their companions disappearing under the guns and horses' hooves. They don't even think about what kind of disasters await them in the depths of the camp.

The devils, the soldiers and horses that rode like a wall on horseback, were definitely a group of devils. No worldly power can be an enemy of them. All those who die at the hands of the devil tonight will have their souls forever in hell and never be able to live.

"Gaku, Gaku......" Another team that fled for their lives rushed out of the depths of the camp and collided with the Khitan soldiers who turned around and returned.

"Gaku, Gaku......" "Idiot, madman, where are you going!" "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The shouts and curses came and went, mixed with clear Chinese. The rout, who had just escaped from the middle of the camp, could not understand the behavior of the fleeing people who turned around. And those who turned around and fled did not have the time and patience to explain to them what had just happened to them. Both sides regard each other as the biggest fool in the world, and you push me and don't give in.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The next moment, the violent sound of horses' hooves completely covered the crazy shouting and scolding. Zheng Ziming led three thousand iron horsemen to run over the edge of the two groups of fleeing teams, crushing everything that stood in the way, whether it was life or death, into powder.

Because they did not stand in the way of the cavalry, most of the Khitan soldiers were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe. However, watching the Central Plains cavalry go farther and farther, the vast majority of them forgot to flee for their lives. Just stood in place in a daze, staring at the puddle of dark red soft mud not far away, staring at the increasingly burning fires around him in a daze, his limbs trembling, and his eyes were blank.

"Sali, Sayali......" "Run, the middle camp is broken, the handsome is gone!" "Sayali, Sayali......" Another group of fleeing teams poured out from the depths of the camp, and when they saw their accomplices standing in the wind in a daze, they kindly reminded them.

The stunned man was suddenly awakened from a nightmare. Pointing to the puddle of soft mud not far from him, he grinned, and let out a series of intermittent sorrowful screams, "Ah, ah, ah, ah...... , ask for Tek, ahh......hhh

"Where's the ghost?" the new escapee was startled and instinctively asked. Following the direction of the Sorrowler's finger, they quickly noticed the dark red bulge on the ground. Immediately, they trembled one by one, and cold sweat instantly flowed all over their faces.

"Sayli, Sayali!" I don't know how long it took, but finally someone recovered from their astonishment. Screaming, he spread his legs and stumbled across the puddle of red.

This action quickly alerted all the fleeing people around. They finally stopped being stunned and stopped waiting for death. One by one, they threw away their weapons, shields and armor, and everything that could identify themselves or consume physical strength, and rushed into the dark wilderness, never to turn back in this life.

It is the instinct of human beings to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and no nation can be an exception. When the Central Plains army has no power to resist, these Khitan warriors, of course, are willing to follow their emperor and patriarch on a relaxing "hunting" trip. And their prey is not as weak as a flock of sheep as they think, but a pack of tigers that are gradually growing teeth, and they will follow their instincts and make a choice, fleeing, as far away as possible, and not coming to adventure again for the rest of their lives.

It's just that, most of the time, running for your life isn't a simple thing either. It is necessary to judge the situation as soon as possible, choose the most appropriate time, and ensure that after escaping, there is no worry about being investigated and dealt with by one's own people. Obviously, for Xiao Tianci, the deputy marshal of the Khitan Army who invaded the south this time, the general in the north, and the envoy of the B Division, these conditions are not met.

When the first alarm sounded, he had already been awakened. However, just judging whether the alarm was wrong or not, but that there was really an enemy attack, he wasted a small half of his incense time.

From himself to several Han staff members with high official positions but no real power, they were convinced that the worst case scenario was only a small area of bombing camps by the tribal armies on the periphery. After all, the prestige of the leather room army is not blown out, and over the years, it has never lost to any opponent in the field, and the madman will take the initiative to come to find death.

In addition, the location of the camp of the army is separated from Jizhou City by a full forty miles. Even if the Central Plains soldiers and horses in the city had the courage to risk death to come to attack, they would first alarm the Youzhou army stationed on the edge of the city wall. With the loyalty of the Han brothers to Da Liao, it is impossible not to stop them desperately, and it is even more impossible not to send people to warn them immediately.

Therefore, after being awakened, Xiao Tianci's first reaction was not how to organize people to fight. Instead, he was secretly thinking in his heart, how to deal with the perpetrator of the false alarm tonight, and how to use both grace and power, so that Xiao Miluo, who commanded the tribal army, and the two Yelu Four Treasure Slaves, would bow down to himself from now on.

The Great Emperor Yelu Ruan was not in the right position, and he was soft-eared and lively, and he planned more and made fewer decisions. Sooner or later, it will cause big trouble. As the envoy of the festival and the king of the Khitan B Chamber, Xiao Tianci must make adequate preparations for himself and his clan before the disaster comes. This time he went south to plunder, and he could only obtain a certain amount of supplies. And the population and the samurai are the foundation to ensure the longevity of the tribe.

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo woo......" The continuous sirens made Xiao Tianci have to give up his plans and ideas for the future for the time being. After putting on his mink fur and standing up, he was going to go to the door of the Chinese military tent to see who was messing around endlessly. At this moment, the door of the Chinese army's tent was slammed open from the outside, and a young general covered in blood rushed in horizontally. ‘’

"Ah......" Xiao Tianci first instinctively dodged for a moment, and then asked loudly with round eyes, "Who, who injured you like this?"

"Marshal, face the battle, hurry up and gather the leather room army to meet the battle. Enemy, the enemy will kill the Chinese army immediately!" "The general in the north, the soldier and horse capital supervisor Yelu Sibaonu rolled forward a few feet, stretched out his bloody arm, and warned loudly, "Elite, all of them are elites, if you don't meet the battle again, it will be completely too late!"

"What, you said that the enemy attacked, the enemy attack was real, not the bombing of the camp?" Xiao Tianci was taken aback, and asked with round eyes. "Then why didn't you send someone to report the military situation to Ben Shuai earlier?"

It must be fake, more than eighty percent of it is fake Yelu Sibaonu likes to drink the most, and when he drinks, he talks nonsense ....... Deep down, there was a voice that kept shouting. Tell Xiao Tianci not to believe the other party's words. The soldiers and horses of the Central Plains only dared to defend the city, not to fight in the field. I didn't have the courage to face the Khitan Pimur army......

However, the other party's next report made him fall into the abyss completely. "No, it's not a bombing camp. Dashuai, it's really a sneak attack by the enemy. The last general, the last general really didn't lie to you. The enemy came too quickly, and the last general, the last general, didn't even care about putting on his armor, and was killed by them at the door of the tent. The last general, the last general was able to escape by himself to report the news, which is already a blessing. How, how could there be a chance to send someone to report back to you. ”