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Chapter 183: Decisive battle against South (Three) (1)

Since the Tang Dynasty, there were reserves in the army.

In the afternoon, Yue Peng led two thousand guards and personal horses out of the city. Originally, there were only more than a thousand, but recently, a thousand people were transferred from the imperial guards in front of the palace.

In Zhao Dongting's heart, the Flying Dragon Army is a special force, while the guards are elite. The imperial guards in front of the palace are considered elite reserves.

The two thousand guards were all riding tall horses with horses, horseshoes nailed on their hooves, and soldiers carried bags on their waists, with dry food for five days in their bags. A few were carrying two, dry food on the left and thunder on the right.

This is a complete lightweight battle.

As soon as he arrived outside the city, Yue Peng shouted loudly, and the soldiers galloped on their horses. A string of yellow dust rose slowly in the afterglow of the sunset, and then quickly left.

Zhao Dongting led some flying dragon soldiers to stand at the top of the city, watching Yue Peng lead his army away, and felt a little solemn.

He was not sure whether Yue Peng could come back alive now.

Although the sky-booming thunder is extremely powerful, it does not mean invincibility. The sky-booming thunder created by Leizhou is only a thousand sky-booming thunder, and it is Zhao Dongting who has made 200 to Yue Peng. The Yuan army is powerful and if it wants to defeat this battle, the sky-booming thunder plays a crucial role.

After not seeing the figures of the army and horses led by Yue Peng, Zhao Dongting left the city and went to inspect everywhere.

There are no mistakes in defending the city, because if the mistake is caught by the enemy, it is likely to become a winner.

The sky gradually became dim.

On the banks of the Wujiang River, Yue Peng led two thousand soldiers and was still moving towards Pingdan Post.

He wanted to attack Pingdan Post before the subsequent Yuan army troops arrived at Pingdan Post, or he would send sheep into the tiger's mouth.

It was not until late at night that the horse army stopped and rested in the forest. Before the camp was built or the fire was born, they ate the dry food they carried with them.

The atmosphere in the military seemed a bit solemn.

When Yue Peng saw this situation, he said, "How do all the brothers think we are compared to the Feilong Army?"

Someone in the horse army immediately snorted.

Originally, they were Zhao Dongting's personal army, the most elite soldier in the Southern Song Dynasty. Since the establishment of the Feilong Army, they have selected the best soldiers from each army. Although they were named under the personal army of the guards, they finally took away the task of protecting Zhao Dongting, making them look like imperial guards.

They are all elite soldiers. Although they were unable to be selected into the Feilong Army at the beginning, who was not indifferent to the situation?

Yue Peng said again: "The Flying Dragon Army dared to break into the Yuan army camp and kill the Yuan army's chief general. You follow the general to Pingdan Post and rush straight to the other camp. Are you afraid?"

"dare!"

"I've lost a big scar on my head, I'm trying my best!"

Immediately, soldiers from the guards and horses shouted. The guards' personal army followed the Southern Song Dynasty's small court from Lin'an to Benzhou, and naturally most of them were passionate people.

"good!"

When Yue Peng saw that his morale was getting higher, "Then let's break through it this time. The Yuan army is just carrying a head on his shoulders. How many of us have been killed?"

The soldiers around him couldn't help laughing.

The originally tense atmosphere finally became a little relaxed and no longer solidified.

Afterwards, except for the soldiers who were on guard, the rest of the soldiers gradually fell asleep. Yue Peng closed his eyes, but he never fell asleep.

These soldiers only need to worry about whether they can come back alive, but they still have to worry about whether they can win this battle and what kind of victory they can achieve.

Pingnan County Chenggongya.

Zhao Dongting sat on the roof of the dormitory, standing upright beside Le Wufeng holding a sword, just like Li Yuanxiu protecting Zhao Dongting.

The whole scene was rarely quiet, but this quietness felt a kind of depression before the storm was about to come.

Zhao Dongting looked north from afar and suddenly asked, "Senior, if I go to Baicao Valley to grab Lechan back, can you agree to marry her to me?"

Le Wuchen's face suddenly became a little strange.

He looked down at Zhao Dongting's face, which was so tender, and then said, "This... Emperor, let's talk about it after the battle is over!"

Thinking about it, he said again: "The women in Baicao Valley are stubborn, and Le Chan... Even if the emperor goes there in person, I am afraid that they may not be able to bring Chan'er and her back..."

Even he didn't know how to face the relationship between Zhao Dongting and Le Chan.

Le Chan should have feelings for Zhao Dongting, but she doesn't want to have too much involvement with Zhao Dongting anymore.

Zhao Dongting, he is a wise ruler and has a strong spirit. Aside from his status as an emperor, Le Wugong still admires him very much. He can appreciate him again, but Zhao Dongting's age is here.

This made Dele Wuxuan feel a lot of worries.

Even if Le Chan is willing to go down the mountain, can she promise her and the emperor?

The situation in the Southern Song Dynasty was still bad after all.

Le Wuchen was willing to sacrifice his life for the Southern Song Dynasty, but this did not mean that he was willing to bring his daughter in. Living a life of uncontestedness in Baicao Valley is a rare peace in this chaotic world. If it weren't for this, Le Wuchen wouldn't have easily recognized Le Chan as the saint of Baicao Valley. He wouldn't have brought his daughter in just because he wanted to kill Murong Chuan.

"call……"

Zhao Dongting exhaled gently and said, "Senior is right. Let's talk about these things after the war is over..."

He just wanted to find Le Chan now, but he couldn't get out of it.

He could not abandon these tens of thousands of soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty, nor could he abandon the countless people in Leizhou and Guangxi.

Early the next morning, it was not yet bright.

Yue Peng led his army to set out again and rode his horse towards Pingdan Post.

Ping'an County is still in an emergency preparedness state.

There was no news from Wuzhou and Cangwu. The Wuzhou defenders and Wanyan Zhang's troops seemed to be planning to stand by and watch.

Wen Tianxiang was unwilling to give up and sent two groups of messengers to contact Wanyan Zhang's department, but there was no reply.

Just after noon, two thousand horse troops led by Yue Peng appeared outside the Pingdan Post Office.

But the Yuan army in Pingdan Post had obviously found out that by then, there were many Yuan army archers standing on the earthen wall. At the gate, there were more than 2,000 Yuan army cavalry waiting in full force, with tight armor and murderous aura.

When Yue Peng saw this scene, he felt a little relieved.

What he was most worried about was that the Yuan army had arrived, or that they deliberately did not defend, so they asked you to get into the trap. At this moment, the Yuan army was deploying troops outside, and wanted to block it head-on, which was the best situation. In this way, only a front-on-front rush was needed, and no longer any conspiracies of the Yuan army.

"rush!"

After rushing to the front of the Yuan army hundreds of meters, Yue Peng said nothing, but just raised his gun and shouted, and then rushed towards the Yuan army cavalry first.
Chapter completed!