Rushing to the front, he only saw a cluster of flying spears coming straight towards him, and he seemed to take the initiative to meet him. He immediately leaned down and clung to the horse's back. But the next moment, the mount under the crotch neighed miserably, and Heli only felt that the sky was spinning, and he was heavily planted on the horse. Just before he fell from his horse, his wide eyes reflected the image of flying spears piercing into the bodies of his sons.

The first row of throwing spears swept across the front. The selectors in the back row strode forward, past their companions in front, rushed to the front of the formation and waved their arms, followed by another row of brisk steps. The five rows of selectors stepped forward in turns, and the rollers generally threw the iron spears in their hands. The muffled sound of spears entering flesh rang out one after another, and the screams of men and horses accompanied by the left and right.

Outside the cage city, seven spears killed seven generals.

In the plum mountain, the enemy village is controlled by a single horse.

The flying spear in Li Xin's palm was his magic weapon to defeat the enemy, but when it came to the southern expedition, the selection he cultivated replaced the flying spear in his palm and won victory for him.

Before the heavy, sharp flying spear, the sturdy iron armor was as fragile as paper. The tip of the steel spear easily tore through the armor and plunged into the fragile flesh. Neither a man nor a war horse could withstand a blow from a flying spear thirty paces away.

Li Xin raised the spear in his hand, and the guards on his side were still holding more than a dozen spears, but the group of Liao soldiers who rushed to the front were swept away in the blink of an eye.

The men and horses that rolled to the ground blocked the rear cavalry that was about to catch up. The cavalry, which slowed down, became the best target for throwing spears. In just a few breaths, Xuan Feng stepped forward in a row, and the flying spears he carried with him were thrown one after another.

The voices of mourning people, the chirping of horses, and the distance of thirty paces before the blood-colored Daxu was like a moat. The Great Song Xuanfeng drew a line of life and death in front of the battle with the corpses and blood of the Liao soldiers and horses.

He only got up from the pile of corpses in a trance, his helmet fell off, but fortunately he was not injured, and the flying iron spear slashed through his back armor, piercing the buttocks of his mount, but only letting Eri fall off his horse.

There was a shout behind him, and Heli was only dizzy, and he didn't hear anything clearly. He still remembered to stare at it, but when did the conspicuous spear in the hand of the Song general not far away disappear?

Before he could figure it out, there was a violent thrust in his chest. He only leaned back, and his eyes were no longer close but unapproachable, but turned into a cloudy sky. His mind was muddy, and he only felt that the strength in his body was suddenly gone, and when he looked down again, he saw a spear on his chest at some point, like a flagpole proudly erected.

The glint in the eyes of the young warrior of the Liao Kingdom disappeared, and his hands hung down. The flying spear that Li Xin took out of his hand actually pierced through his front and back with iron armor, and the tip of the long spear poked out from behind him, supporting the corpse without falling.

There was a burst of color in the city and under the city, and Li Xin's face was colorless, and he did a trivial thing and generally took another flying spear from the hands of his guards.

Looking ahead, just after the corpse that was nailed to the ground and did not fall, the cavalry of the Liao army had stopped and did not dare to move forward timidly. Glancing at the wings again, what was the situation there?

The staggered chorus of angry shouts came from the left and right sides at the right time. Under the accompaniment of angry shouts, I saw the sword light like a broken shadow on the tip of the wave slashing straight down, dyed bright red in the miserable scream.

The bow and crossbow are the closer the more powerful, approaching to twenty or thirty steps, the short arrows of the wooden feather shot from the bow of the divine arm are not as powerful as the javelin, but the arrows aimed at the war horse have also brought a lot of losses to the Liao army, but the most terrible thing is that the cavalry in the rear has lost its impact in the avoidance.

After the shot, the infantry did not rewind the heavy crossbow. directly dropped the Divine Arm Bow and replaced it with a horse chopping knife. The Song army's infantry array, the shoulders of the tight formation were almost next to the shoulders, and the horse chopping swords raised high could only see the sharp blades connected in a line. Li Xin didn't even prepare to reject the horse gun and brought out the 800 foot soldiers, just because he relied on the existence of the horse chopping knife.

The drum sound from behind him, the rhythm changed again, heavy and slow, and the Song army foot soldiers stepped on the drum hard, slowly moving forward step by step, against the torrent of the Liao cavalry, waving their knives and recoiling without fear.

The blade rolls upside down, and the blades in front of it fall, and the blades on the side and back follow suit. The array of infantry was much tighter than that of cavalry, and a Liao cavalry in front of the formation had to face three or five long knives. I couldn't advance or retreat, I couldn't resist it, and I was chopped by the chopping knife that came up from the backlash.

One step at a time, one drink at a time, in front of the Mo knife array, everyone and horses are broken.

The screams from the confrontation spread throughout the battlefield, and seeing that the comrades in front of them were slashed and killed without the power to fight back, the Khitan iron cavalry that followed behind immediately turned, whether it was outflanking or retreating, it was better than being crowded in front of the formation.

It's just late.

He also shot the crossbow arrow, pulled out the halberd that locked the reins, and threw it at the Liao cavalry that rushed to the front of the infantry army, and the cavalry of the Song army turned over their horses one after another, and with the offensive of the infantry soldiers, they slanted into the flank of the Liao army in front of the formation. The iron cavalry of the Liao army, who was about to turn and leave, was blocked by the head. The Song army fought left and right on foot, and the Liao army was in chaos, instantly defeated, and had no power to fight back.

Li Xin has been training in Suicheng for many years, with no work or salary, raising soldiers like parents and children, and training soldiers like strict fathers, and constantly investing energy and money, but only training these less than 2,000 strong soldiers. But it was with these thousands of strong soldiers who fought that he made the Liao people, who had not fought with the Song army for more than 70 years, finally use their lives to understand why their ancestors passed down the four-character proverb of 'the array does not fight'.

Yelu Bodhisattva Bao was stunned when he saw it, waved his flag and drove his horse, and rushed out of the Chinese army directly. Xiao Di Gu Lie didn't hold him back, and watched Yelu Bodhisattva Bao lead his team towards the area of battle ahead.

Just rushed forward a hundred and ten steps, several black shadows flashed in front of Yelu Bodhisattva Bao, and I saw three dark and slender iron spears flying from far ahead, and a series of muffled sounds were drilled deep into the ground in front of Yelu Bodhisattva Bao. The nearest one was attached to the nose of Yelu Bodhisattva's mount, and the horse that had just started was so startled that people stood up.

The fear of the Eight Bull Crossbow is hidden deep in the bones of the generals of the Liao Army. Yelu Bodhisattva Bao clutched the reins tightly, and cold sweat was dripping on his pale face. He finally remembered that there were still twenty eight-ox crossbows on the wall north of Suicheng, and he had just counted them one by one with a clairvoyant mirror.

"It's a pity!" How many people in the city beat the wall and shouted, only one step away from capturing a vanguard general of the Liao army. It's just a little bit, it's Xiao Darin again! In case of killing the enemy chieftain in one fell swoop, who said that there can't be another Lanzhou that makes the northern captives hopeless to return?

But the three iron spears shot out of the eight-bull crossbow also shocked the main general of the Liao army, so that Yelu Bodhisattva did not dare to step forward again. The main general retreated, and the soldiers and horses who came to the aid became hesitant and moved slowly, but it was impossible to imagine that this was the Khitan iron cavalry that shocked all countries!

There were many dead and wounded in front of the battle, no reinforcements from the rear, and the Liao army that attacked the army formation finally retreated. The cavalry of the Song army brandished iron whips and steel spears, and pursued the cavalry of the Liao army, scattered and fled, until the center of the battlefield between the two armies, and then turned back proudly.

The cavalry returned to the array with their guns raised, louder cheers rang out over the city walls, and a platoon of soldiers unceremoniously stepped forward with large axes to behead them.

Li Xin stood with his gun in his hand, he went out to fight because of his strong reputation, and he wanted to suppress the arrogance of the Liao army, so that it did not dare to rush into the border. Even if it can't be stopped, it is necessary to force the Liao people to leave more troops and horses in the Guangxin army. But the current result is a little better than he imagined.

Glancing at the Liao army from a distance, Li Xin raised his hand expressionlessly and waved back, the drumming stopped, the cheers on the city stopped, the officers and soldiers in the formation also quieted down, and there was silence in the battlefield.

The Liao army on the opposite side was watching, and the soldiers behind him were waiting.

"Back to the city." Li Xin said.

A crisp cymbal sounded.

Mingjin withdraws his troops. The drum car retreats first. The two wings turned back and slowly retreated thirty steps. The horses followed, and after thirty paces, they relined themselves and turned back. In the end, only Li Xin was left in front of the lance array, and his own soldiers lined up left and right, but the Liao army was so angry that they didn't dare to move.

After a few more glances at the vast enemy army on the opposite side, Li Xin turned around and retreated, and then disappeared into the formation.

More than 10,000 Liao troops watched the Song army staggered backwards and rolled back, from step to horse, and from horse to step, until the crimson daze disappeared into the city gate.

When the north gate of the city was slowly closed, the cheers in the city once again sounded like thunder, and the cries of victory and longevity shook the heavens and the earth. The sound was rolling, and it spread to the four wilderness, and it frightened thousands of war horses outside the city to neigh.

In the chaos of the knights under his command, Yelu Bodhisattva Nu and Xiao Di Gu Lie turned pale and were speechless.

The vanguard of the first army crossed the border, and then it was defeated under the city of Suicheng. Although the three or two hundred killed were not many, they did not get back any of the results, and it was an irreparable mistake to lose their own face and lose the morale of the three armies. When he arrived at Shang's father, he might be beheaded to boost the morale of the army.

Both of them were terrified, but they couldn't laugh at all.

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Guo Kui was looking at the battle report coming back from the front.

The urgent report of the invasion of the Liao army has been piled up on his desk in the past two days. But the situation was far better than he expected, Xiongzhou and Bazhou, where the three passes were located, relied on the terrain and successfully blocked the Liao cavalry. Although it is not the main direction of attack, this result can not be better.

As the main direction of attack, the first line from Baozhou to Guangxin Army, Suicheng, Li Xin's achievements were outstanding, and although there were few soldiers and horses, he gave the Liao army an unforgettable lesson.

And Zhang Liyi of Baozhou also held the city steadily, repelling the enemy forces approaching Baozhou and Beiping without any wavering.

Putting down the battle report, Guo Kui gently slapped the table, even though his appearance was calm, his heart was boiling. There is only one Taihang Mountain in the west of Hebei and the east of He, and there are eight of the same. Hebei is a fierce soldier, and Hedong will send troops to help. As long as the soldiers and horses from Hedong arrive, this battle will be entangled on the border.

The Beiyu could not penetrate deep into Hebei, and for the Great Song Dynasty, this result meant victory!

I don't know when the soldiers and horses in Hedong will arrive!