Chapter 65 Northern Liao Annihilation

The cavalry of the Liao State rushed in front of the Great Song soldiers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Immediately, the Song army collapsed.

There is no determination to win, no courage to sacrifice, only the desire to win military merits.

When the reality was beyond his imagination, one by one the Song soldiers began to flee.

All of this seems so incredible.

However, it happened.

Even with a powerful mechanical armament, a sheep is still a sheep.

"Perhaps, Lu Junyi will bring me a different feeling!" Lu Yun muttered.

There are many types of armies in the Great Song Dynasty, some are waste, and some are elite soldiers. Obviously, Yang Keshi's subordinates are waste, I don't know, what kind of performance is his optimistic Lu Junyi's subordinates?

It should be better than Yang Keshi.

A soldier bears a nest of bears.

Lu Junyi's personal charm and command ability, he is still at ease.

However, what he has to do now is to thwart the Liao cavalry and save these Song troops by the way.

Lu Yun stretched out his hand and pointed.

The steppe cavalry with bows and arrows, shouting and laughing wildly, harvested the lives of the Song army on the grassland like a gust of wind, and in their eyes, these Song troops were just a group of little sheep, even if they had the best weapons, they only sent them the best weapons.

They were cavalry on the steppe.

They are fearless.

Because they are fearless, they are invincible.

But all of a sudden, their speed became a lot slower.

The reason why it slowed down was because the grassland under their feet, which was originally hard, suddenly became soft!

The roots of the grass that had been lifted up gradually seeped into the bottom of the mud, and the broken weapons that remained on the surface of the grass began to sink into the mud, and the horses they rode also sank downward.

The grassland in the center of the battlefield suddenly turned into a swamp.

Lu Yun stretched out his fingers, and the grassland became a swamp.

The speed of the Liao army was eliminated.

When the cavalry loses speed, it is no different from the infantry.

The expressions of the Liao cavalry finally changed.

Now, not only can they not catch up with the Song army, which is also trapped in the swamp, but what is even more terrifying is that they can no longer avoid the feather arrows as before, and they can't even at least not let the enemy's arrows hit their vital points!

"God help me, God help me!"

Yang Keshi, who was watching the battle from a distance, swept away the haze of the previous battle and roared wildly. "The whole army attacked, shot arrows with bows, and shot him!"

His expression was agitated, even to the point of incoherence.

Today's mood is full of twists and turns.

He was trusted by Commander Tong Guan, and as the pioneer of the Liao expedition, he was full of self-confidence and triumphant, and he only thought that the good things of making contributions were in front of him.

But unexpectedly, the Liao army, which was beaten into a dog by some Jurchen, was so strong that he beat his army into a dog, and he almost fled.

But there is no endless road, the peaks and loops turn, and the Liao army fell into the swamp, unable to move, and became a live target.

He has nothing else in the Great Song Dynasty, and there are many bows and arrows and crossbows.

This time, we must hit the Liao army!

Whoosh!

With an order, the vanguard of the Liao army set out, and at the same time shot arrows with bows and arrows, shooting at the cavalry of the Liao army who were surrounded in the swamp!

With a pop, a sharp feathered arrow struck the chest of a Liao cavalryman. He frowned in pain, but before he could raise his long knife again, a second arrow, a third, and more more arrows hit his body again......

Eventually, the cavalryman glared, slowly knelt on the ground with unwilling and painful difficulties, sank his knees into the soft ground, and then fell forward.

No matter how powerful the cavalry of the Liao army is, once it loses its mobility, it becomes an arrow target that cannot be moved. No matter how powerful their skills were, they were shot by countless arrows, and they could only die in blood.

The Song army won a great victory.

The Liao army was completely annihilated.

Yang Keshi was extremely excited, this is the first victory of the Northern Expedition, which is of great significance!

However, there was a little doubt lingering in his heart.

Why are there life-saving swamps in the steppe?

Then, he caught a glimpse of a black carriage.

The carriage was extremely luxurious, and the lines on it were so dense that they seemed to be more complex than the billions of stars in the sky at night.

Yang Keshi put away his triumphant expression.

It turned out that the National Teacher came to the grassland.

In front of the national teacher, there is no need for any triumph.

He watched in silence as the carriage drove out of his sight, his face became calm, and he said, "Prepare to set up camp and wait for Master Tong Guan!"

......

"Master, this is a win?" Young Yue Fei was stunned as he recalled the scene just now.

This was the first time he had seen his master on the battlefield.

As soon as Master stretched out his hand, the situation of the entire battlefield was reversed.

It was obvious that the Liao army was going to win a big victory, but the master's finger fell, and the grassland turned into a swamp, trapping the cavalry on the grassland.

The cavalry became a living target, and the Liao army was completely annihilated.

Wang Chongyang's eyes also flashed with some essence, in the world in his dream, there has never been his own master, and there has never been such a terrifying person as his own master, one person, decides the outcome of a war!

Even if he is in the midst of thousands of troops, the slightest carelessness may lead to death!

In the world of dreams, Rong Ma was handsome, even if he had innate skills to heal his wounds, he also fell into a lot of hidden diseases, and when he was old, it finally became a big trouble, so that he did not break through the realm of the great master in the end!

And his own master is at ease on the battlefield.

Could it be that this is the power of the rune?

"If I make a move, will I lose?" Lu Yun said lightly.

Several apprentices thought about it and shook their heads in unison.

If your own master makes a move, where will you lose?

Although, winning is somewhat too simple.

"In this Liao country, there is also a big master, this time, I just want to meet him. ”

As soon as his words fell, a meteor suddenly flew by in the sky.

"Wow, it's a shooting star!" the little girl Chen Liqing exclaimed, overjoyed.

Wang Chongyang and one after another, but their faces changed.

Meteors on the prairie? Who is going to die?

Lu Yun stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, and after a while, he shook his head and smiled: "Before I can do it, you are going to die!"

The result of his calculation was that the high priest of the Liao State was going to die.

......

The national teacher of Liao, the high priest of the grassland, is indeed going to die.

The old man who almost beat Lu Yun into a dog a few years ago has long since lost his former strength, he has become skinny and skinny, and his complexion has decayed to the extreme.

In the battle to suppress the Jurchen rebellion, he was cursed by the seven shamans of the Jurchen tribe, and his spiritual energy began to decline.

Although in the end, the seven shamans he single-handedly forced to blow themselves up, he was also not lightly injured.

The curse technique could have been resolved, but as he withdrew from the battlefield, the 700,000 Liao army was defeated, and the national strength of the Liao State declined, the curse became a big problem.

The Song army from the south attacked and captured many cities.

The national strength of the Liao State was even weaker.

The Liao State is about to fall.

Now, he felt that he was about to return to the Immortal Heaven.

"Go West, Forever...... Don't come back, the Liao Kingdom can still be kept, my Dao system...... You can also keep it!" The Great Liao National Master suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, and used the forbidden technique to make the last calculation of his life.

Immediately, he looked at his apprentice and slowly closed his eyes.

Great Liao National Teacher, Great Sacrifice of the Grassland, Death.

The young priest kowtowed three times, walked out of the tent, and said to a noble man who was waiting: "Expedition to the West!"

In this year, the Northern Liao was destroyed.

The remnants of the Northern Liao, Yelu Dashi, swept across Central Asia and Europe, establishing the Western Liao in Europe.

Expedition to the West, Expedition to the West!

This time, he went straight to Europe......