Xiao Qianting has been chasing for two days, but he still hasn't seen the Song army's brigade. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He looked back at the two thousand cavalry behind him, and for a moment felt that they were really not angry. If it was a little faster, maybe we could wipe out that hateful Song army.

But he also knew that his subordinates had really reached their limit. From outside the city of Zhendingfu, he traveled all the way back to set up an ambush, and tracked all the way here. Many people haven't had a good rest for days.

A good general not only knows how to make a soldier fight, but also knows how to make a soldier rest.

Ever since he knew the news that Su Zhuo might have died, Xiao Qianting became excited. He knew it was time for this group of Song troops to be wiped out forever. Now that Yelu Xiongcai is also dead, as long as this group of Song troops is eliminated again, everything will still be under his control.

On the way, Xiao Qianting was ambushed several times, the scale was not large, and it was obviously when he retreated urgently, leaving behind the palace in order to slow down the pace of the pursuers. Anyone can use such a strategy.

In the past two days, Xiao Qianting found the camp where Song Jun stayed when he was resting more than once. After the report of his men, he knew the exact number of the remaining fires on the ground. Xiao Qianting secretly calculated in his heart.

Judging from the number of fires, there were probably more than 3,000 people in this group of Song troops. But strangely, the number of people is increasing. In the end, the number of people had actually exceeded the five thousand people when they first entered the Liao Realm!

Xiao Qianting immediately remembered the allusion of Pang Juan chasing Sun Bin during the Warring States Period, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Su Zhuo died, and it seems that the generals of the Song army still seem to be somewhat famous. This strategy to increase the stove may be able to scare other people, but they ran into me Xiao Qianting!

Thinking about all this, Xiao Qianting immediately divided his 10,000 cavalry into 2,000 people. He wanted to take these two thousand men day and night to defeat the Song army in one fell swoop.

Xiao Qianting is already confident, and against a group of remnants of the army who have lost their morale, these two thousand people are enough!

The heavy snow that had fallen two days earlier had accumulated a thick layer on the wasteland. The sun shines, and the reflected light pierces people's eyes with some pain. Xiao Qianting seemed to have seen a line of horseshoe prints on the snow in the distance. Maybe he was old and his eyes were not very good, so he asked a lieutenant general next to him: "Is it really a horseshoe print in front?"

The lieutenant looked at it and said loudly: "The general is not mistaken, it is the horseshoe print!"

Xiao Qianting was surprised and delighted, and shouted: "The army listened to the order, chased forward, and wiped out the Song army!"

He shouted, and rode forward. Behind him, two thousand people shouted and howled with joy and galloped wildly. After running more than two miles, there is a valley in front of me. The snow on the mountain melted somewhat, revealing the rocks of Hesse.

Xiao Qianting slowed down and entered the valley. The terrain in the valley is narrow, and only four people can ride through it. The team of 2,000 people stretched for a long distance.

Xiao Qianting frowned, and an ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart. When he looked back, he saw that there was a crowd of people, and he could no longer see the valley when he came. Looking ahead, the road out of the valley was not far ahead, and there was a faint light.

Maybe it's because I'm suspicious!" Xiao Qianting thought in his heart and continued to move forward.

When I was about to reach the valley mouth, I vaguely saw a man riding on a horse on the road ahead. Xiao Qianting narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is that a person?"

"That's right!" replied the lieutenant behind him, "but ......"

"Just what?" Xiao Qianting asked.

The lieutenant replied, "It's just that the man seems to have only one arm!"

"The man with a broken arm ......" Xiao Qianting muttered these words in his mouth and continued to move forward. When he reached the distance where he could already see the person in front of him, Xiao Qianting stopped again.

For he had seen that the man seemed to be a Han man. And his only remaining left hand held a flagpole, and the huge fiery red word "Song" on the flagpole was flying in the wind, like a raging fire, burning.

This man with a broken arm is none other than Guo Wei, the captain of the Whirlwind Camp Tiger Team!

Xiao Qianting was shocked, and heard Guo Wei roar loudly: "Khitan dog, grandpa has been waiting here for a long time!"

The shouts shook the sky, reverberating back and forth between the valleys. Xiao Qianting's heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Hurry back, hurry back!"

However, with a long queue of 2,000 people, it is not easy to retreat. And the last person had already seen that on the road out of the valley behind him, a row of Song troops had appeared.

Xiao Qianting's face turned pale, and when he turned his head again, a team of people and horses also appeared behind Guo Wei, holding spears, waiting for him.

Xiao Qianting blurted out and exclaimed: "Fooled!"

He suddenly pulled out the steel knife at his waist and shouted: "All the troops listen to the order, rush with me!"

Xiao Qianting clamped the horse's belly between her legs, and thought about Guo Wei rushing over first. A team of archers suddenly appeared behind Guo Wei. Sharp arrows roared with rage.

Xiao Qianting hurriedly turned his horse and retreated, and the Khitan soldiers behind him held shields to protect him. However, many of those who did not have time to raise their shields had already fallen to the ground screaming.

Xiao Qianting was anxiously thinking about countermeasures, when he suddenly felt a tremor in the ground around him. His heart sank, and when he looked up, he saw countless boulders suddenly rolling down the steep slopes on both sides. The Khitans in the valley were shocked, jumped off their horses, and ran away with their heads in their hands.

The boulder rolled down, and many people were smashed into flesh, and many more were smashed hands and feet, making heart-rending screams. The valley was narrow, and people and horses pushed and trampled on each other, and many people were trampled to death by their companions.

Xiao Qianting looked at this tragic scene, and a raging anger shot out of his eyes. He looked up at the hill and saw a thin and elegant figure, watching everything in the valley.

Xiao Qianting suddenly understood everything, and his anger turned into a roar: "Su Zhuo-"

He saw Su Zhuo standing on a platform, with only an old man and a girl beside him. Xiao Qianting raised his knife and shouted, "Everyone rush up the hill with me!"

When the Khitan people heard his roar, their hearts were settled again, and they followed Xiao Qianting to climb up the mountain.

On both sides of the valley, the Song army had entered neatly and began to intercept and kill the Liao army. It was a one-sided slaughter, and the Khitans were almost powerless to fight back.

Su Zhuo looked at all this coldly, for him, this tragic battle seemed to be just a game. He is not a cold person, but in the face of your life-and-death battlefield, no matter how gentle a person is, he will become extremely tough.

Xiao Qianting rushed halfway up the mountain, and it was not far from Su Zhuo. But there were fewer and fewer people behind him.

He glanced back at the valley, and his face became extremely desolate. Although the Liao army is still resisting, it can't escape the bad luck of being slaughtered after all.

Xiao Qianting looked back at Su Zhuo, gathered his strength, and ran upward. However, just after running two steps, more than a dozen archers suddenly appeared behind Su Zhuo. The cold glow of the sharp arrow stabbed Xiao Qianting's back with chills.

Xiao Qianting was extremely unwilling in his heart. He roared angrily: "Su Zhuo, you have the ability to fight for life and death!"

Su Zhuo looked at him quietly, and there was a pity in his eyes. He only thought it was ridiculous, if Xiao Qianting changed positions with him, would Xiao Qianting accept such a challenge?

Su Zhuo sneered, after all, he didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand and waved. More than a dozen sharp arrows behind him, with a roar of death, shot at Xiao Qianting.