Wang Ji'en, Fu Jingtao, Pan Mei, Ma Yukun and others led their troops out of Fengqiu Gate when they saw the fire rising from Hongyan Tower, the smoke pillars soaring into the sky, and the streets were crying and calling for their parents in chaos.

The fire was so rapid and sudden that 99% of people deliberately set fire.

Fu Jingtao changed his color and said, "No, the movement of troops and horses alarmed the hidden eyeliners of the Khitans! They are warning their companions!"

Wang Ji'en was also decisive and immediately divided the troops into three groups, each led by a general to attack the manor that was suspected to be hidden by the Khitan Iron Cavalry. These three locations were Luojiazhuang, Baihugang, the northeast, Xiaohezhuang, the northeast, and Fengjiazhuang, the northwest. There were a large number of young and strong people gathered in the villages of unknown origin. At this time, it was better to kill the wrong ones than let go.

Fu Jingtao chose to go with Pan Mei and led his army to Luojiazhuang, Baihugang, with iron cavalry running, and his armor and swords and guns flashing, like a hurricane swept across the fields and villages in the suburbs. This operation must be fast, striving to catch the enemy off guard, and it is best to encircle and annihilate it in the village. If the Khitans escape into the wilderness, the pursuit will be quite difficult.

I marched all the way, but I don’t know how many vendors I traveled.

Turning down the official road, running along the village road to the end, a long and narrow mound shaped like a creeping tiger appeared in front of it, with wild grass and sparse short trees. The houses at the foot of the hill were dense, with walls like belts, and a solid farm was built. Seeing the Imperial Guards coming as fast as the wind and thunder, someone shaking the red flag on the top of the mound, and shooting a whistle sound of a warning.

"Beep--!"

Before the sound of the arrows landed, the front door of the farm opened, and the black Khitan cavalry surged out like a tide, with swords and axes flashing, and their eyes were ferocious. They quickly formed an arrow formation and shouted and shouted and took the initiative to launch an attack. Due to the haste, nearly half of the Khitan cavalry had not been worn on armor, but they were not afraid of their faces, and they all showed cruel smiles on their lips. You must know that the Khitans grew up on horseback, sweeping across the desert grasslands, and were the most powerful cavalry in the world. How could they be afraid of farming as a living Han? What's more, they are the elite among the elites. Facing the Song army with a similar number, they should be a one-sided massacre.

At the same time, a team of people ran out from the back door of the farm and circled to the back of the mound.

Xiao Chilang is about to escape!

The cavalry of the Song Dynasty also formed a solid formation, raised its spears and spears as strong as a forest, and rode the horse to hedge without fear - even if the Khitan elites were on the opposite side? The captain Fu Jingtao, who led them to charge, was the unparalleled captain with imperial equipment and unparalleled magical arrows!

The iron hooves tread the ground like a war drum, dust sweeping, and the landslides and cracks.

This is a battle between elite soldiers in the Song and Northern Liao Dynasty. One side is as fierce as a tiger, the other side is as sharp as a gun, and two completely different auras collide at high altitudes, regardless of the right ones. A violent murderous aura spreads all over the fields, as if the cold winter is coming.

Xiao Chilang looked back in a hurry, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Cavalry gathered in the open space in the wild to rush to fight. Can anyone in this world beat the Khitan? The Song people's armor is bright, but their riding skills are a shortcoming. At most, they will be wiped out after three rounds! If this elite Song army was annihilated under the city of Tokyo, it would be a big blow to Zhao Kuangyin?

Before the thought was over, the terrifying and rapid roar of sharp arrows resounded throughout the battlefield.

Xiao Chilang almost shivered his hand and almost fell off his horse. The tragic scenes of the previous two days flashed in his mind. He was angry and hated and shouted: "Fu Jingtao!"

When the two armies were about a hundred steps apart, Fu Jingtao, who was rushing to the front, drew his bow and fired an arrow. Wow! The iron arrow broke through the air, like a metal storm plunging into the Khitan cavalry formation. Blood splashed, people were on the verge of horses, screams exploded, and horses kept falling to the ground, tripping over the companions who were following behind, causing greater chaos. The war horses stepped down, the meat was mixed, and the blood was flowing, which was shocking.

One person and one bow will disrupt the arrogant Khitan cavalry.

The morale of the Song army cavalry was greatly boosted, and they shouted loudly, and their blood was burning fiercely.

In fact, Fu Jingtao's terrifying archery legend has been circulated among the Khitans, making them feel scared. The survivors who participated in the ambush a few days ago always talked about the scene of their tragic deaths of their companions, and they trembled from their bones. Today, the nightmare comes again, and the Khitan warriors who have escaped the disaster collapsed first, regardless of the leader's scolding, turned their horses and fled.

The Khitans lost their spirits and became chaotic inside, and their strong fighting spirit immediately collapsed.

When the two armies confront each other, morale is the best.

boom!

Two torrents of steel like anger collided fiercely, with swords and guns slashing, and the sounds shook the sky, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Pan Mei waved her horse and spear as if she had entered a no-man's realm. The enemy cavalry rolled and fell down when the spear tip pointed. Fu Jingtao held his sword and guarded him with his sword energy, covering the attacks of swords, axes and arrows for him. The two acted as arrows and rushed together, and they were like unstoppable, and they instantly drilled through the enemy formation.

The lost Khitan cavalry formation completely collapsed, and the surviving cavalry fled. As for the accomplices who fell to the ground and groaned, no one could care about it.

"Scatter the enemy!"

"promise!"

The Song cavalry defeated the vicious Khitans in a meeting and was ecstatic. Who wouldn't want to behead the heads and make meritorious contributions? There was no need to mobilize and command, and they rushed to chase and kill the remaining enemies.

Pan Mei and Fu Jingtao led dozens of elite troops to chase Xiao Chilang and his party.

Seeing that the iron cavalry he built with his own hands could not hold on for a single round, Xiao Chilang felt so distressed that he was almost bleeding. If possible, he really wanted to chop Fu Jingtao into meat, roll it into a sesame cake and eat it in one bite! But now the first thing is to get rid of the pursuit of the Song army, rather than fighting to the death with a fever - there were 100,000 imperial guards gathered outside the inner city of Kaifeng City, how many could he kill?

Xiao Chilang made up everything and then moved. When he chose to settle down in Baihugang, the main reason was that the nearby terrain was changing. If an enemy attacked, he could use the terrain to escape. As the saying goes, keep the green mountains and do not worry about no firewood. He led more than ten personal guards to the back of the mound, passed through a bamboo forest, and there was a rushing river in front. A boat bridge was built across the river and fixed in series with iron ropes. The boat was covered with wooden boards, and the bridge was guarded by strong men.

Xiao Chilang rode his horse onto the bridge, headed straight to the other side, shouting: "Cut off the iron chain!"

The iron hooves hit the wooden boards, the boat bridge swayed, and the water waves roared.

The man guarding near the side swung the iron axe and chopped down at the iron chain. A black light flashed by, but saw the iron axe flying up with his broken arm and blood spurting wildly. The man screamed and staggered down.

Xiao Chilang's hair stood upside down, subconsciously hanging his horse's back, but a squinted wind swept past, an iron arrow brushed across his arm, and the sharp edge broke through the soft armor of the protective body, bringing up a smear of blood. If he had reacted a little slower, he would have fallen into the water.

Huh! Xiao Chilang, who had escaped from death, rushed to the other side of the river and shouted: "Cut it quickly!"

When Fu Jingtao and Pan Mei rushed to the shore, the iron chain broke and the boat was washed downstream by the current of water. Xiao Chilang and others ran away without stopping.

Fu Jingtao was reluctant to give up and said, "Brother Pan, let's chase each other!"

Pan Mei smiled and said, "Let's see who can grab the head of the Khitan prince first!"

At that moment, the two of them led a team of people to search for the place to cross the river upstream and downstream.
Chapter completed!