Half an hour later, a corps of 6,000 cavalry set off from Zhuozhou and began a 120-mile run.

Towards evening, they reached the Lugou Bridge.

Bridge South.

"What's that?"

Wang Yue, who was watching the soldiers pass through the pontoon bridge in a steady stream, suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

In the distance, there was a faint discoloration on the horizon where blue and green intersected, and then the figures of dozens of cavalry appeared in their field of vision.

This is a scout.

They watched from afar, then turned around and left.

"It's definitely not Yelu Dashi's people, they can't run two hundred and forty miles a day from Baigou."

Wang Yue said.

"Xiao Gan, he's back to the division!"

Zhao Heshou said with a solemn face.

The battlefield of Fancun, where Xiao Gan is located, is only a few dozen miles away from Zhuozhou, and someone in the city must have already run to report to him before they set off, and Zhuozhou is not only Han people, although Wang Yue killed Xiao Yuqing, but there are still many Khitans among those magistrates. Wang Yue and the others just prevented the news to Xijin, but the south was negligent, if Xiao Gan returned to the division immediately, it was indeed possible to arrive at this time after him all the way......

He is the leader of the Xi people, and his subordinates are all Xi nomadic cavalry.

And whether it is the Changsheng army or Zhao Heshou, they are all Han farming cavalry, and there is a gap between them and these nomads in this long-distance pursuit, not to mention that the horses under Xiao cadres are definitely better than Zhao Heshou and these people. Originally, a large part of the latter's subordinates were infantry, because there were not enough horses in the city, and they even rode mules, so it was no problem to run this hundred and twenty miles before dark, but it was no fun to play speed races with these nomadic cavalry.

People are one person, two horses or even three horses, one hundred and seventy or eighty miles, constantly changing and pursuing, at this time it is indeed time to catch up.

But the bridge crossing here has just begun.

The cavalry who were in a hurry to cross the bridge were crowded at the bridgehead, and once they were attacked, they scrambled to cross the river.

"Take your people, immediately speed up, after crossing the bridge, directly attack Xijin, leave a team of people at the head of the bridge to prepare things to ignite, I will meet this Xiao Gan!"

Wang Yue said.

Zhao Heshou didn't say anything long-winded, they didn't have any special feelings for Wang Yue, they were just coerced and lured by him to follow him, and now the most important thing is to go to Xijin to get a handful.

Wang Yue is willing to stay and block, let him be, if he dies in the hands of Xiao Gan, it will be a good thing.

He, Liu Shunren and Zhen Wuchen went straight to the pontoon bridge like this.

In fact, before this, there were already fifty elites who entered the city in advance, all of them were Zhao Heshou's specially selected cronies, who had relatives and friends in the city of Xijin, they galloped at full speed with two horses, and after arriving in Xijin, they entered the city as ordinary merchants, and then waited for the army to arrive in the city to raid and occupy Kaiyang Gate. There weren't many troops in Xijin City, as long as they occupied Kaiyangmen, they would just rush in from the outside, and those Han people living in the outer city would have surrendered intentions, and they wouldn't resist.

The remaining Khitan was unable to resist in the outer city.

After all, their number is incomparable with that of the Han Chinese, and at most they run to the inner city to hold on.

But as long as the outer city is controlled, then even if Xiao Gan and the others return, especially if the pontoon bridge is burned again, it will be easy to hold on for a few days.

And Tong Guan's army must be following Xiao Gan and these people.

As soon as they arrived, everything was fine, the harvest of looting the Khitan in the outer city was in hand, and the first credit for breaking through Xijin was also in hand, and the rest was to shoot the child Taishi's fart, waiting for the reward of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. In short, they rushed towards the city of Xijin, which was already close at hand, with a full of longing in their heads, like a group of joyful huskies.

Wang Yue looked at these guys with deep eyes.

These guys are not reliable, they still have to be hacked to death when needed, there is nothing that cannot be solved with one axe, and if there is, then two axes.

"You guys, follow me!"

Then he shouted to the officer under Pharmacist Guo.

This person's name is Gao Jie, it's hard to say anything, dad Han, mother Bohai, it seems that my grandmother is still Goryeo, in short, it is a hodgepodge of Liaodong.

Or a local petty official.

But the whole family was killed by the Jurchens, and the wife seems to have been taken captive.

In short, it is quite miserable, worse than Ma Kuo in the novel, and has now been appointed by Wang Yue as the commander, temporarily commanding the most elite five hundred cavalry under Guo Yaoshi, after hearing his order, this cavalry like an iron can immediately rode a horse and led the war horse, and followed him to rush to the gradually clear dust. Soon, as the flags rose on the horizon, the surging torrent of cavalry also became clear in their field of vision, and Wang Yue immediately stopped and then pulled down the neck on his head.

As the thing pulled down, there was only a slit left on his entire face for his eyes to be exposed.

"It's no wonder that Temujin tortured the European knights, those chainmail knights are really desperate for this!"

Wang Yue felt good and muttered to himself.

Chain mail is indeed light and flexible, and the effect of defending against the cross sword that Europeans like is also good, after all, the iron rings are very tightly interlocked, if there are more layers, you can't really cut it, but you can use the bow and arrow, especially the crossbow, then it's really scum. The program that tested cold weapons took a crossbow and shot chain armor, and it was pierced eight centimeters at once, which basically pierced all the people, but the cold forging armor went in less than one centimeter, and wearing a little cotton clothes inside was basically a broken skin.

It's really not difficult to beat the chainmail knights with such a tin can.

Just as he sighed, the forwards of those cavalry also saw them, and quickly opened their wings to outflank them left and right.

Wang Yue immediately picked up his two big sticks, of course, maces, apart from maces, he really couldn't think of anything more in line with his taste.

The fire axe is indeed an artifact.

But this artifact is too short, and the attack range is too small, after all, it is just a small axe, which can compare to the mace with a wide killing range.

And Gao Jie and his subordinates have changed into war horses.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Wang Yue said.

"General, who can not be afraid of death?"

Gao Jie said slowly.

"Indeed, no one is not afraid of death, I am also afraid of death, ants are still stealing life, of course I am also afraid of death."

Wang Yue said.

The next moment he urged the war horse......

"Then die a vigorous death! A good boy washes the battlefield with blood! ”

He yelled like a convulsion.

Then he opened his two maces and rushed straight towards the oncoming Xi cavalry.

"A good boy washes the battlefield with blood!"

Gao Jie roared with his cone gun and followed.

"A good boy washes the battlefield with blood!"

The soldiers behind were roaring frantically, holding aper guns and urging their horses, these people had been fighting on the battlefield for six years, crawling out of countless corpses and mountains of blood, indeed, they were all afraid of death, no one would not be afraid of death, but as long as they entered the state and aroused their fighting spirit, they were just as brave as they were.

And Wang Yue is exactly the best at doing this.

What could be more inspiring to the fighting spirit of the soldiers than an invincible general with a fantasy color?

In the midst of the excited shouts and even the roar, the galloping armored war horses neighed, and suddenly crashed into the Xi cavalry in the blink of an eye like monsters.

Ignoring Wang Yue, who ignored the two cone spears passing from both sides, the two maces in his hands were like cone spears, and they hit the chests of the two cavalrymen with the force of the relative impact of the war horses, and the huge force made the two fly out upside down in an instant, and then smashed on the heads of the two cavalrymen behind. Before they could pull out their guns, Wang Yue's mace slammed directly into their faces, almost carrying the dead bodies of the two of them in front of the horses behind.

The two horsemen were frightened.

But just as Wang Yue passed between them, two mounted war horses knocked them over.

Behind Wang Yue, the mounted cavalry gradually shrank into a cone thorn, and followed their invincible commander to cut forward like a bamboo, trampling a bloody patch in the backflip of the opponent's horse......

(Thanks to book friend Chiba Sichen, group grinding eggs, Juventus fans, classic string ball, yuyueyu, book friend 20190215124735123, book friend 20181114202159380 and others for their tips)