The battle that occurred in the north of the Khitan camp was much earlier than in the south, as early as the fifth watch, Du Chongwei ordered an attack on the river beach on the north bank of the Hutuo River, and when thousands of crossbow arrows were fired at the north bank of the river beach, and countless gravel smashed to the north bank, Li Fengyun, who sneaked to 300 zhang away, got the news, and immediately ordered more than 100 skilled martial arts masters to drive more than 2,000 war horses, divided into two groups, and launched a charge against the Khitan camp.

The remaining more than 2,000 guerrilla battalion generals followed him, and then under the cover of night and horses, they covered up and killed the Khitan camp.

Although everyone in the guerrilla battalion can ride horses, there are not many soldiers who can skillfully fight on horses, and brave foot soldiers can be trained in a short time, but it is impossible to train an elite cavalry without a few years of work, and it will cost a lot of money, and the number of bad horses will be incalculable.

The guerrilla battalions did not have so much time, and they could not afford to spend so much gold and silver. Therefore, since the establishment of the Fengyun Battalion, Li Fengyun has adopted another strategy, that is, to only train his soldiers to be foot soldiers who can ride horses. Horses were only a means of transportation for the guerrilla battalions.

This is undoubtedly a great waste of the use of horses, but it greatly improves the combat power of soldiers and the speed of transfer.

A thousand war horses galloped at full speed, the movement was not trivial, and the dust raised was even more than five feet away to see the movement on the opposite side.

The Khitan camp immediately stirred, the fire in front of the camp was quickly ignited, and countless arrows with fire swept through the dark sky like fireflies. Dozens of crossbows also creaked, and with a command, they flew to the unknown north.

The front of the Khitan camp was suddenly covered with blood, the neighing of the horses, and the wailing of the dying horses came and went, which made people frightened.

After losing no less than three or four hundred war horses, the war horse herd finally approached the Khitan camp. The camp of the Khitan people is not like the Great Jin, the front of the village is not dug trenches, at most only a circle of horses will be set up, and the wall is not tall, only half a person is high. This is also to facilitate the need for Khitan elite riding in and out.

The steppe tribes advocate attacking, and the advantages of cavalry can only be maximized in attack. How could the Khitans imprison themselves in the fence, give up the greatest advantage of horses, and fight fiercely with the enemy?

The Khitans were red-eyed, and the commanders and centurions ordered: "Abandon the bow, get on the horse, and draw the sword!"

The ant-like Khitan soldiers threw away their bows and arrows one after another, jumped on their horses, pulled out their scimitars at their waists, and rushed out of the camp to kill the incoming enemy army after an order.

To the surprise of the Khitan generals in front of the wall, the attacking enemy army did not take the opportunity to jump into the wall, but divided into two teams outside the wall, retreating from the left and right roads respectively.

Horses are actually very spiritual animals, no one persecuted and driven them, they will never rush to the rejection of horses and fences, and it is their innate instinct to avoid danger. Only a dozen or so horses could not dodge, and slammed heavily into the horses in front of the fence, causing the fence to shake for a while, and they were pierced through by the sharp rejection horses, and fell weakly under the fence.

"It's an empty horse, it's an empty horse!" the sharp-eyed Khitans quickly discovered this reality.

Yeluda, the commander of the thousand commanders who commanded the battle, was so angry that his eyes erupted and he shot so many arrows, it turned out that he had only shot some horses, how could he, as a warrior of the steppe, accept it? With a wave of his scimitar forward, Yeluda shouted: "Khitan warriors, attack!"

The Khitan iron horsemen, who had already been prepared and had opened a certain distance from the wall, whistled, brandished a scimitar and screamed to urge the horses to cross the fence and pounce on the outside of the wall.

Xiao Yuanke, the commander on the right side of Yeluda, was shocked, he didn't expect Yeluda to be so anxious, and he actually attacked rashly without seeing the enemy's situation clearly. At this time, he couldn't hesitate, since Yeluda had attacked, then his part should naturally protect his right flank, Xiao Yuanke gritted his teeth and shouted: "Attack!"

The ground of the Khitan camp shook violently, and another thousand-man team fought out of the camp.

Yelu Honglei, the commander of the thousand soldiers on the left side of Yeluda, was also coerced by Yeluda and threw himself out of the camp. In an instant, three thousand Khitan iron horsemen rushed out of the Khitan camp like a rolling torrent.

Yeluda originally wanted to chase and kill the scattered and fleeing war horses, and take the opportunity to disrupt the formation of the attacking enemy, this method has been used by the Khitans many times, and each time it can achieve good results.

The incoming enemy would not have thought that in the case of their surprise attack, the Khitans would still be able to organize their troops and quickly counterattack. In the case of surprise, the Khitans were often able to kill the invading enemy on their backs, abandon their armor and flee, and would not pose a threat to the camp at all.

This is true in the grasslands, and even more so in the Central Plains, where the Central Plains people, who lack horses, have no time to organize a dense array of guns during the attack, and often a single charge can completely defeat them.

However, today's situation seems to be different, the Khitans who rushed out of the fence did not find a dense Central Plains foot soldiers behind the horse team, on the contrary, they were greeted by a billowing smoke and dust, and the sound of "trampling" horse hooves sounded like thunder, and in the dust, the fire flashed, and I don't know how many people and horses came.

"It's not that there are only more than 2,000 enemies at most, and they are all foot soldiers, where are there so many cavalry?" Yeluda was surprised, but the situation at this time did not allow him to think too much, the two armies met by a fierce force. Yeluda's scimitar wrenched a beautiful knife flower in the air, and shouted, "Warriors, charge me!"

Although he knew that fighting at this time was very unfavorable for the Khitan warriors, because when the cavalry engaged, speed was very important, and the fast ones often had a great advantage.

Obviously, the opponent's speed has been completely increased, but the Khitan warriors have just jumped out of the fence and only then begin to accelerate.

"In any case, there are many of us! We are also stronger than the people of the Central Plains, and our fighting skills are higher. Jerodah comforted himself. He had already noticed that Xiao Yuanke and Yelu Honglei had two thousand-strong teams following.

"Boom" The two torrents collided together, and countless Khitan warriors were knocked off their horses, and they were trampled into meat in the blink of an eye.

It was an empty horse again, and the horses on the opposite side were empty, but the horses had strips of cloth tied to their tails, which were set on fire, and the empty horses, which were almost mad and roasted by the fire, rushed and kicked indiscriminately, knocking down many Khitan cavalry.

For the cavalry that charged, falling off the war horse meant a dead end, unless they were agile martial arts masters, but how could there be so many martial arts masters in the world.

The Khitan cavalry panicked and reined in their horses, who would want to step on their Tong Ze if possible, especially Tong Ze who had just laughed and eaten barbecue meat in front of the fire.

The cavalry behind couldn't restrain the horses and crashed into a group, and more Khitan cavalry were knocked off their horses, and the entire Khitan cavalry was clustered together, and the speed of the horses quickly decreased.

"Don't mess up! Don't mess up!" shouted Jerida, "keep rushing!"

But when the men were shouting and the horses were neighing, and a few of them could hear him, Jeroda suddenly felt that this attack might be a mistake.

Yeluda, who was in a hurry, was about to reorganize his ranks, when suddenly, the sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" arrows swept through the air sounded.

In order to facilitate the immediate charge, the Khitan cavalry generally wore leather armor, unlike the Central Plains foot soldiers, who wore iron armor, in contrast, although the leather armor was light, the protection was far less than the iron armor. Moreover, because the vast majority of the soldiers and horses in the Central Plains are foot soldiers, they use foot bows, and the Khitan cavalry uses horse bows for the convenience of horse shooting, and the power of the foot bow is much greater than that of horse bows.

"Raise the shield, raise the shield!" Yeluda shouted loudly, and before the words fell, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and Yeluda reached out and touched it, only to feel that the hot blood was all over his hands.

"Turns out I'll be shot to death too!" Jeroda shook twice and fell off his horse.

Yeluda was not the only one who discovered the rain of arrows, and the sound of "raising the shield" sounded one after another.

But how much protection did the small leather shield tied to the left arm have? I only heard the sound of screams incessantly, like cutting wheat, and batch after batch of Khitans fell down from the horses.

Finally, a wise man simply jumped off his horse, hiding under the horse's belly, and using the horse to block the arrows for him, while scolding: "Damn the southern barbarian, you don't dare to fight with a knife face to face, you only dare to let go of cold arrows to hurt people! I don't know how much strength this southern barbarian has and how many rounds of arrows he can fire." ”

Even a well-trained archer can only release more than a dozen rounds of arrows at a time, of course, a monster like Li Fengyun doesn't count. After firing five rounds of bows and arrows in a row, Li Fengyun immediately ordered to stop firing arrows, and with an order, the guerrilla battalions formed groups of three or five, each forming a formation and killing the remnants of the Khitan army.

The frightened Khitan iron horsemen finally survived the rain of arrows, and jumped on their horses again, when they found that no less than half of the people around them were sparse, and many people were crushed under the horses that fell from the arrows, unable to move.

Xiao Yuanke was lucky that he was not killed by the rain of arrows, but his left arm was grazed by arrows, and this small injury was really nothing. However, several of his own soldiers who blocked the arrows died.

Cursing Yeluda in his heart, Xiao Yuanke jumped on the horse, and was about to organize the Khitan iron cavalry to resist the attack of the sneak attacker, suddenly, a black shadow pounced on him, and then, Xiao Yuanke felt a cold neck, everything around him began to roll, everything in front of him became blood-red, and he saw that the remaining few guards around him fell in a pool of blood. The headless corpse in the middle, much like him, sat on the saddle, crumbling.

No, that's him, Xiao Yuanke understood, before his consciousness became blurred, he heard a voice like thunder shouting loudly: "I am Li Fengyun, who dares to fight with me?"