As the sky gradually darkened, Wang Kai looked at the Khitan people opposite him motionless, and frowned and said to Su Anjing: "Look, it's going to be dark. The Khitans are neither attacking nor retreating. What's the idea of ​​attacking?"

Su Anjing said, "Did you want to escape in the night? Seeing that our army is in a strict lineup, they thought they would not dare to fight."

Wang Kai smiled and said, "This is the best. We will chase this tired army, and none of them can escape!"

Seeing the sun set in the west and getting dark, the Khitan border troops breathed a sigh of relief. They dared not fight. Wang Kai was known for his good fighting. There was nothing unaware of the Fan Han people in this area. Especially the news of Shijianu running away along the mountain road had spread. How could these border troops fight against the Song army, which was waiting for battle? They could not fight or retreat, so they could only waste it like this.

As the night fell, several border leaders gathered together and discussed: "Mr. Lang has fled north along the mountain road. Why do we fight to the death with the Song army? It is better to take advantage of the night to escape. There is the main army led by Lang. There are also the pursuit soldiers of the southern country in the north. We might as well go south to Fengzhou."

Someone said, "I heard that there is no people there and we have no food and grass. What does it mean to live there when we go there? This season, it is cold and we can't find some wild fruits. If it's not good, the wind will freeze and it will be frozen to death."

"Otherwise, what? Now when you attack Dongjiazhai, you will be hitting the stone by the eggs. When the Song army attacks, there will be no way out."

Someone suddenly said, "The Yellow River is frozen, so how about we go upstream along the river. When we return to Ningbian Prefecture? Kill the horses on the road, maybe we can persist in going home. The Song people are guarding the roads everywhere, and we can't deploy troops on the river!"

This was said, and everyone was in an uproar. Some thought it was feasible and eager to try it out, while others shook their heads and said it was a whim. It was good that the Yellow River was frozen, but the water above Dongjiazhai was turbulent, and pedestrians on the ice were very dangerous.

After discussing for a long time, I couldn't find a result, so I had to go back and wait for tomorrow. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, some people would leave one after another, and some were led by the leader. Most of the people left over the mountains and went back to Fengzhou along the valley road. Although it was said that Fengzhou was no longer crowded, it used to be a prosperous place and was even stronger than the volcanic army. Some people always thought they could find food by chance.

The rest of the people had no choice but to be unable to hold on in the second half of the night. Someone took the lead and went east along the Yellow River in a mess.

Under the moonlight, Wang Kai stood high, looking at the figures running around in the night, his face sinking like water. It was not until the crowd began to march eastward that he said to the personal soldiers around him: "I inform Dongjiazhai and guard the gates. As long as the Khitans are out of the river, they will let them!"

The personal soldiers agreed and quickly went to Dongjiazhai to pass the order.

Su Anjing brought three hundred soldiers and set up a formation at the ferry outside Dongjia Village, lit torches, and the lights were brightly lit. This is the most prosperous place nearby. Although the population has been hidden in the village, the shops can't take it away. There is the most scarce food for the Khitans here, so we must prevent them from jumping over the wall and robbing here. Wang Kai ordered that as long as someone dared to leave the river and approach the south bank, he would be killed.

Several Khitans supported each other and walked on the river. The cold wind blew, penetrated their bone marrow, and everyone was trembling. Looking at the firelight on the south bank of the river, the Song army was waiting for the battle, and the surrounding shops were shaking. Several people couldn't help but licked their lips and their stomachs were bulging.

Finally someone couldn't help it and said, "We quietly went ashore from the dark shadows, looking for places they couldn't see, and looking for some food in a shop. If we keep going like this, we will be frozen to death if we don't starve. These soldiers are only guarding against large groups of people, so how can we pay attention to us!"

Before dark, there were many shops on the shore doing business normally, and they hid in Dongjiazhai after nightfall. Those shops selling food, the cooked large pot of broth was still placed at the door, and the tempting aroma floated around with the cold wind at night.

A Khitan said, "I don't care, go to the shore to have a meal. Even if I'm caught after eating, my head is chopped off, I'll be a full devil! I don't have any food, where can I go?!"

As soon as these words were said, someone responded. Several people took advantage of the darkness to avoid the place where the Song army was lined up and quietly touched the south bank. They were close to the shore and saw a cake shop in front of them and lanterns were hanging outside the door. The few people couldn't help but be overjoyed. They held hands with each other and rushed over quickly.

At this moment, a low shout suddenly came from the shore. With the sound of strings, the bow and arrow shot like raindrops. The people on the river watched these people being shot down and fell silently on the surface of the river.

Not long after, a lantern lit up in the shadow. Ten Song soldiers held their waist knives and carried the lanterns. They arrived at the place where the people fell. They each had a few knifes on their bodies and still went back with the lanterns.

The Khitans on the river looked at the scene and felt a chill in their hearts. The Song army under the torch was full of murderous aura, and there were still many people ambushing them in the dark shadow. This posture was obvious. The Khitans fled along the river and did not chase the Song army. As long as they approached the south bank, they would only die.

At this time, the world was silent. The Khitans who were running along the river were cold and hungry, but they did not dare to go ashore and stumbled along the river.

When we arrived at Dongjiazhai, the river suddenly narrowed and the Yellow River almost flowed under the village wall. Standing on the village wall, the Song army blew the bow and arrow, and looked at the ice of the river below, hundreds of Khitans slipped step by step and made a difficult move forward.

Liang Sheng stood on the wall of the village and looked at the Khitan soldiers passing by below, and was nervous. Although Wang Kai's army was stationed outside the village, the village could not be compromised, but who knew whether these people would go crazy and attack Dongjiazhai. Seeing that they looked extremely embarrassed, they had no organization for a long time, so it was hard to say very much.

Wang Kai was in the tent, listening to the spies coming to report, and grasping the movements of the Khitans at any time. Those who went south to Fengzhou should not be ignored and sent fifty elite soldiers to follow from afar to control their movements. Downstream to Xiongyong Village, the ice surface of the Yellow River is strong, and Wang Kai must strictly prevent these people from sneaking into the volcanic army. As long as they are out of the river, they will slowly clean up in the next few days.

As for the Khitans who went north along the Yellow River, there was no need to care. Scouts were sent to follow him. If they were really good, Wang Kai would also like to praise a hero along the Yellow River and return to Ningbianzhou. For one or two hundred miles, there was no people or supplies. If you were walking on the ice and staying on the ice, how many people could persist unless the iron man was fighting? Leaving the shore of the Yellow River, it was the road to Biedouzhai. Du Zhongxiao had already sent troops to guard the most critical place. With these Khitans now, they would never get through.

The Shi family slave sat next to the fire with a gloomy face. The personal soldiers gently rubbed the injured legs of the Shi family slave, and a pheasant was roasting on the fire next to it.

Seeing the pheasant's oil dripping on the fire, the personal soldiers swallowed and said to the Shi family slave: "Mr. Langjun, there are still Song army cavalry behind us, and we can't get rid of it. When we arrive at an open place tomorrow, what should they do if they come here?"

The Shi family slave said, "If they want to attack, why should they wait here? Before they came out of the mountain yesterday, they attacked the Song army at the entrance of the valley. Where can we survive? It was just stuck behind, and it was obvious that we didn't want to cause trouble and sent us away. - It's just that we don't have much food and grass, and it will take at least ten days to go back to Ningbian Prefecture, so how can we support it! I ordered the broad-based exploration of horses. If there are small tribes along the way, we must not let go!"

The personal soldiers agreed to the promise and stood up to pass the military order. Before leaving, they couldn't help but look at the pheasants on the fire again. Without food and grass, it would be no problem for so many people to make some wild game. They would not stop the food and drink of the Shi family slaves. Unfortunately, they had no luck to eat.

Seeing the personal soldiers leaving, Shi family's slave secretly thought that his two or three hundred people were cavalrymen, and he had no choice but to kill the horses to satisfy his hunger. But without the horses, it is hard to say how many people can hold on until the end.
Chapter completed!