A very timid general of the Nine Division stepped forward tremblingly and stuffed a full bag into the hands of the Khitan Army. He was heavy and flattering, "Mr. Supervisor, it is not that our battle is not good. The artillery fire in the Tang army is too fierce. The firearms of the Southern people are really too powerful. Please ask the Supervisor to be able to make peace with the Marshal."

The military supervisor's face relaxed a little, "Can you please make it easy to say!" The military supervisor's eyes turned fierce, and suddenly pulled out his waist knife and slashed the general's neck. A stream of blood rushed straight into the sky. The man rolled his head to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he was unable to die with his eyes open.

"If you don't send troops again, this is your fate..." The Khitan army supervisor fiercely scolded the other eight generals.

Zhang Shifang hurried forward and said, "Mr. Supervisor, please calm down, we will send troops immediately!"

"Hmph, I hope I won't come again. If I do it again, you will all lose your head!" After the military supervisor said that, he turned his horse's head and murmured to the two personal soldiers beside him, "Did you see it? The Han people are all cheap bones. If you don't give me some color, you won't know that they are a dog." After that, he touched the blood stains on his hands, "Bah, it's so fucking bad luck!"

The remaining eight generals suddenly froze, and their eyes were full of rage. At this time, Zhang Shifang slowly winked with the three generals who had discussed in advance. Zhang Shifang slowly stretched out his right hand, made a palm shape, and waved it down hard. More than a dozen personal soldiers drew their swords behind the Khitan Army Supervisors, shouted angrily, and slashed forward.

No matter what, the Khitan Army Supervisor never expected that the Han people who had always been servile to them and had to bow down would attack them. They had almost no time to react. The military supervisor and several of his personal soldiers fell to the ground. The Khitan Army Supervisor's eyes widened and he died even more with his eyes closed. It was indeed a cycle of cause and effect, and he was unhappy in retribution.

At this time, Zhang Shifang raised his gun and raised the head of the Khitans and said, "Brothers, you all saw that the khitans don't regard us as human beings. We are also Han people. Why are the Tang army the same Han people can fight with swords and guns, and we have to be called as pigs and dogs. Today I will let the Khitans know that none of us Han men are cowards!"

"General Zhang is mighty, we are fighting against the Khitan dog!" Many soldiers began to cry and support him.

The three Han generals who had already agreed with Zhang Shifang to plan also drew their swords and raised them and waved them, "If you are a Han person, you will fight with us and wash away the shame, it's today!"

After saying that, the four Han generals led their troops to turn the spear heads and kill at the Khitan army. The remaining four generals looked at each other in a flash. They could not react to the situation. At that moment, many of their subordinates were being driven away. Several generals gritted their teeth and said hatefully, "My grandma, I have been enduring it for a long time. Let's go out today. Brothers, kill me."

The 200,000 army was like a torrent, rushing towards the Khitan army. The Khitan army did not expect that the Han people who were despised at them in the past would turn against each other, and everyone rushed forward with their lives. Without strength from their hands and feet, they would hit their heads and bite them with their mouths. Under such an indomitable momentum, the neatly arranged Khitan army began to become chaotic.

On the banks of Gaoliang River, the 200,000 Tang troops who had gathered high were stunned by the scene in front of them. A smile appeared on Duan Mingyu's lips, "Zhang Shifang is indeed confident. The three army men will make contributions immediately. At this moment, they swear to kill the Khitan dog and return my rivers and mountains!"

"Give me back the rivers and mountains, return my rivers and mountains..." Heavy shouts came one after another.

The heavy armored iron cavalry first charged forward, and the light armored cavalry spread their wings to encircle, and Tang Daoshi followed closely behind, and the archers, spearmen, and the light and heavy infantry charged forward.

The war was very fierce, a battle of 700,000 to 800,000 people was fought for three days and three nights. The heavily armored cavalry led by Wang Yanzhang rushed to the front line, the troops with the largest number of heads harvested. Tang Daozhe, who was closely following, was the nemesis of the cavalry. Although it was an infantry, the Khitan lost the Khitans behind Wang Yanzhang's heavy cavalry dismembered the entire battlefield, and when a small group of Khitans came out, they shot it. Duan Mingyu saw the flag of Emperor Yelu Abaoji fluttering high, and said to the mortar gunner who had not been dispatched, "Mortars, break the Khitan flag for me."

The Khitan flag fell down, and Ge Congzhou, who was so angry that he could not recognize his appearance, shouted loudly, "Yelu Abaoji is dead, we win!"

Although the war is fought in all aspects, the most important thing is morale. When the Khitan army heard this, although they did not surrender and spared their lives, they were thrown away their armor for a while and countless fleeing in panic. The Tang army's morale rose sharply. They cooperated with the Yan-di Han army, which had a rebellion, and did not chase and kill the Khitan soldiers.

Wang Yan was sweating profusely when he killed him. His clothes were already soaked in blood. It seemed that he had weighed more than dozens of pounds. He was still holding a big gun in his hand, without a single enemy.

Yelu Deguang and Yelu Lihu were also in a mess in the army, protecting Emperor Abaoji. Under the escort of the 30,000 slim soldiers, they fled in a direction with few fighting sounds. Even so, they still encountered considerable resistance along the way. Yelu Abaoji was too brave when he was young, and often led by himself, resulting in many hidden injuries in his body. In now, many hidden diseases gradually erupted in their middle age. They were no longer good at fighting on the battlefield, and their hands and feet were inconvenient. During this battle, Yelu Abaoji wore three layers of armor, and his bow and horse skills were even less skillful.

Wang Yanzhang was killing the sky and the earth was dark, and suddenly a bulge of people flashed in front of him. A glimmer flashed in Wang Yanzhang's eyes. He had seen the portraits of several leaders of the Khitan army. At this time, there was only one name in his mind, that was "Yelu Abaoji"!

Yes, this person is definitely Yelu Abaoji. Wang Yanzhang hung the big gun on the victory hook and took off the big bow. Although the strength and continuous shooting ability of the crossbow are much stronger than ordinary bows, Wang Yanzhang is still used to using his big bow. It takes a full 400 stone of strength to be able to drive this big bow. Wang Yanzhang knew that he had only one chance to hit, so he aimed at Emperor Yelu Abaoji, "Bang!" A feather arrow shot straight out.

Emperor Abaoji only felt his eyelids twitching, and thought that he would probably have a rest today. At this time, he heard Yelu Deguang shouting loudly, "Father, be careful!"

Emperor Abaoji sided his body with a conditioned reflex, "Dingdang!" The feather arrow shot on the heart protection mirror, and the heart protection mirror shattered immediately, and it penetrated two layers of armor in a row, but the fatal arrow lost its strength and landed on the ground. Yelu Deguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Yanzhang shook his head regretfully. Even though he blocked the fatal arrow, Emperor Yelu Abaoji still felt his throat salty, and a bloody smell rippled in his chest, but his heart was also
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