Everyone discussed, the crazy monk and Bai Futong decided to go to Xinzhou with Li Fengyun, these days, they did kill a lot of Tartars, but they also lost more than 30 brothers, almost half of the people and horses, such a single fight will sooner or later destroy the people and horses, so they moved their minds and joined forces with Li Fengyun to kill the enemy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Du Ruyue, Grandma Sun and Li Xun are all gone, one first-class master, two second-rate masters, and the rest of the people are only eighty, and their strength has also decreased a lot.

After defeating the Yang army twice, Yang Guangyuan will never give up, and will definitely send more elite cavalry to hunt them down. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so everyone rested a little, ate some dry food, and immediately got on their horses and headed towards Xinzhou.

After walking more than 30 miles, the mad monk suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse and motioned for everyone to stop.

Li Fengyun was puzzled and asked, "Crazy monk, what's the matter?"

The mad monk pointed to the hill in front of him and said, "The birds and birds have not fallen for a long time, and there are most likely ambushes in the dense forests on the mountain!"

Li Fengyun raised his eyes and looked, and sure enough, there were many birds and birds circling on the two small hills, and he couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Could it be that you want to change the route again?"

The mad monk shook his head and said: "This is a diversion, we have to go around a long way, I guess there will not be many people and horses in ambush here, deliberately drive the birds and finches into the air, let us perceive, and force us to bypass the ambush." ”

Everyone gathered together to discuss it, and decided that the four first-class masters, Mad Monk, Bai Futong, She Pocai and Yutangchun, would go out and fight into the dense forests on both sides to drive the ambushers away. With the martial arts of the four of them, it would be difficult for the ambushers to injure them.

Sure enough, as soon as the four of them approached the woods, dozens of feather arrows shot out of the woods, which were incomparable to the arrows shot by the elite of the Yang army. How could such arrows hurt four first-class masters? The four of them rushed into the woods without hesitation.

Soon there was a howl of ghosts and wolves in the woods, and in a short time, more than a hundred defeated soldiers fled out of the mountains and forests, and a general with a few of his own soldiers hurriedly stepped on his horse, took the lead, and fled into the distance, leaving those defeated soldiers far behind.

Seeing this, all the heroes laughed, Li Fengyun danced the Shadow Sword, slapped the horses, and shouted: "Chong, slaughter these rabbit cubs!"

More than 70 people followed Li Fengyun to kill the group of routs.

How dare those routs resist and flee faster, but no matter how fast they are, two legs are not as good as four legs, and in the blink of an eye, seventy or eighty corpses were left behind, and the others fled to hide somewhere. Seeing that there was no danger in ambushing the soldiers, Li Fengyun gathered everyone together and prepared to continue on his way.

The battle was fought easily, and it only took half a stick of incense from beginning to end, and there were no casualties on Li Fengyun's side.

Obviously, these ambush soldiers are actually some surrendered soldiers and newly captured Zhuang Ding, and they have no combat effectiveness at all, no wonder the main general laid out an empty city plan, drove up the birds, and wanted to scare Li Fengyun and the others away. It seems that without the strength to back it up, the empty city plan is not so easy to use.

However, after such a delay, the sound of horses' hooves behind him could be faintly heard, and it was obvious that Yang Guangyuan's elite cavalry was about to catch up.

Suddenly, Li Fengyun had a plan, stopped everyone, and said: "The terrain here is very suitable for ambushes, two hills and a mountain, the woods are dense, the horses can't rush in, the enemy can only dismount to fight, and it is not easy to form a formation, which is very beneficial to us, let's just defend here and catch rabbits."

The mountains on both sides are connected, and if it is unfavorable, we can completely flee to the mountains, at most we can give up the horses, and it will be difficult for them to chase after them!"

After a moment's consideration, Seventeen nodded and said, "Okay!"

The mad monk agreed.

The crowd dismounted, and only ten black-clad guards drove the horses onward, hiding them in a valley. The rest of the people were hidden in the mountains and forests on the left.

After about a stick of incense, Yang Guangyuan's elite cavalry caught up, about 500 horses, and there was still the sound of "rumbling" horse hooves behind, obviously, these were just Yang Guangyuan's vanguard troops, and there were a large number of cavalry behind.

The ruins on the battlefield, everyone did not clean up, but took away the bow and arrow. Of these eighty men, there were more than fifty who were good at using bows and arrows, and these bows and arrows were useful.

The more than 500 cavalry Yang troops who came first were obviously frightened by the scene in front of them, and they all grabbed the reins, and one of the generals led by them was very cautious, but also afraid of an ambush, and with a wave of his hand, more than ten elite cavalry rushed into the middle road.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh" Dozens of arrows shot out from the dense forest on the left, how could the ten elite horsemen dodge the arrows shot by the martial arts masters, and they fell off their horses one after another. Li Fengyun also shot an arrow, but unfortunately he didn't hit the person he was aiming at, but hit the butt of the horse riding behind.

The warm spring breeze became bitterly cold, and the warm sunshine could not be warm in the slightest.

The generals of the Yang army were a little chilled in their hearts, the advantage of the cavalry was speed, in the cooperation, in the dense woods, the speed could not be raised at all, a random horizontal branch was enough to sweep the soldiers off the horse; too fast speed, so that the horses did not have time to avoid the oncoming trees and hit the trees.

Especially in this hilly terrain, the speed of the cavalry is more difficult to use.

A cavalry without speed may not be as good as a foot soldier.

If you dismount and fight, it is difficult for the soldiers to line up and cooperate in such a forest, and the soldiers who do not cooperate are simply lambs to be slaughtered in front of the martial arts masters. It will not be a battle, but a massacre. It will be his expensive elite cavalry that will be slaughtered.

And this woods stretches for miles, if this group of martial arts masters wants to escape, they may flee in any direction at any time, and if they want to surround them, his soldiers must dismount and enter the woods.

Thinking of this, the general shuddered in his heart, and he already had a premonition that this would be a terrifying bloody battle. All he could do was release the rangers everywhere and keep track of the group's whereabouts.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the elite cavalry of the brigade Yang Jun rushed over, and saw that the general was standing there with people, Yang Zhan's face sank, and he was about to speak. The general immediately stepped forward and pointed to the woods on the left and said, "They hid in the woods and shot more than a dozen of their subordinates, and their subordinates did not dare to make their own decisions......

Yang Zhan nodded, he was not a harsh general, as soon as he saw this situation, he understood the difficulties of his subordinates, his order was to let his subordinates entangle Li Fengyun and others, not annihilate them, with five hundred elite horses, if he wanted to annihilate this group of martial arts masters, this was an impossible task, especially since there was a first-class master in this group who was more powerful than the Changbai old monster.

"You did a good job!" Yang Zhan praised his subordinates, his subordinates did not dare to make a decision, he had to do it, Yang Zhan shouted: "Get off the horse, prepare for foot battle!" In the woods, fighting on horseback is by no means a rational decision, Yang Zhan turned over and dismounted, and arched his hand to the old monster and a group of martial arts masters: "This time, I still have to rely on the old immortal and the heroes." ”

The masters hurriedly replied: "It's easy to say!"

The masters who came this time were not only the more than thirty masters left in Xieyang Valley, but also more than ten masters who came later, among which two second-rate masters came, plus Yang Zhan himself, there were five second-rate masters, and there were thirty-nine third-rate masters, and there was also a first-class master with extraordinary strength to help the Changbai Old Monster. Yang Zhan calculated, with the help of two thousand elite cavalry, the odds of victory were quite high.

The Changbai old monster can drag the old woman of unknown origin, and the only second-rate masters known to Li Fengyun on Li Fengyun's side are Li Fengyun, Du Ruyue, He Chi, Guo Shengyuan, Li Xun and others, even if there are a few more, there are thirty-nine third-rate masters on his side, as well as two thousand elite soldiers, and they should be piled to death.

What's more, Guo Shengyuan and Li Xun were wronged last night, so they had to leave with Li Fengyun and the others, which Yang Zhan later figured out, maybe he could persuade the two of them on the battlefield to be used by him. In that way, the strength of Li Fengyun's group has invisibly decreased a lot.

Most of the many martial arts masters who followed Yang Zhan also had such thoughts. If they knew that among Li Fengyun's group, there were four first-class masters, and there were nineteen second-rate masters plus Li Fengyun, Seventeen, Nineteen, and He Chi, and thirty-one third-rate masters (four third-rate masters among the people brought by Seventeen and Nineteen survived), it is estimated that they would not think about it again, and they would turn around and leave.

But no one thought that among the thieves who came to rescue Li Fengyun, there were so many martial arts masters. Under normal circumstances, such a group of people, with one or two second-rate masters and four or five third-rate masters, is considered to be a very good strength.

Misestimating the strength of the opponent is a price to pay in blood.