Chapter 618: Borrowing Your Head

Of course, Yelu Wuzhi also heard the thundering shouts and cries. As the most outstanding commander of the Khitan at this time, Yelu Wuzhi was calmer than Xiao Han, and of course he considered it more comprehensively.

He also realized that the number of enemy troops attacking was not large, but Yelu Wuzhi did not think about rushing out immediately, but thought about how to stabilize the situation first.

Because even if there are not many enemies, when our side is extremely close to total collapse, killing so many enemies is simply not enough to stabilize the situation.

The best way is to gather soldiers who are not in panic to form a formation, and then use indiscriminate attacks to kill anyone who dares to rush towards your formation to ensure that you have a team that does not have people's hearts broken.

Man is a very social animal and relies heavily on the power of the group.

Although the Khitans are running around now and are on the verge of collapse, if there is a team with bright armor to resist running around, then those running around will be attracted and continue to gather here. There are three

With five thousand people, we can basically stabilize the situation.

This is also the reason why in the wars of the past, the victorious side chased after them, and if they encountered a strong man descended from the sky on the opposite side, they were easily counterattacked. This is also the biggest role of a general, to turn the tide.

Yelu Wuzhi was now preparing to be such a person. He loudly summoned his subordinates, as well as Tie Ge, Tie Feng and other remnants of the imperial army who had retreated from Yanshi City.

These people are considered elite among the Khitan army today, and they quickly gathered seven or eight hundred people.

Yelu Wuzhi looked at the 'Landlord's Courtyard' where Yelu Ruan was, and waved his hand suddenly.

"My sons, line up in front of the palace, put up the banner and Yamen flag of a certain family, and shout that those who rush into the formation will be killed, and those who return will live, so that everyone will know that I, the hostage of Yelu House, is still there."

Yelu Dachangwen quickly made arrangements. Of course, at this step, there is still one condition, that is, someone must now separate the rebels or enemy troops to buy time for the rest of the people to prepare for formation.

At a glance, he took a fancy to Zhang Xibao, Yelu Sizhong and others who were already fully armed. These people were so elite, but it was a pity that they belonged to Yelu Yaliguo's private army, so he should sacrifice them.

"Xiao Saluo, lead your troops forward to stop the enemy and buy a quarter of an hour for the army."

"Xiao Saluo accepts the order! However, we have a small number of people in our army, so we need to borrow something from the Dachang Station to increase our prestige!"

Yelu Sizhong, Zhang Xibao and others looked at each other and exchanged expressions.

I originally wanted to catch Yelu Ruan, but this time Yelu Housekeeper actually wanted them to be used as cannon fodder, so I had no choice, otherwise there would be nothing to gain by then.

So Yelu Sizhong accepted the order and galloped towards Yelu's house.

Yelu Wuzhi thought that Yelu Sizhong wanted to borrow a Yamen flag or other tokens, so he did not become alert at all. The guards around him even made way for Yelu Sizhong.

Yelu Wuzhi felt a little guilty in his heart, put on a genial look, looked at Yelu Sizhong who was slowly riding his horse and shouted: "What do you want to borrow? As long as it can block the enemy."

Army, everything is possible!"

"That's good!" Yelu Sizhong shouted loudly, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and the horse suddenly accelerated.

"Yelu Sizhong, the head of Zuolongxiang's guard in the Great Zhou Dynasty, specially borrowed the head of Daxiang Wenxiang for use!"

As he spoke, the war horse suddenly accelerated in front of Yelu Wuzhi. Yelu Sizhong turned sideways to the left, and with the momentum of the galloping horse, Yelu Sizhong hit Yelu Wuzhi on the forehead with a hammer.

The beak end of the pecking hammer directly penetrated Yelu Wuzhi's iron helmet. The huge impact even hit Yelu Wuzhi's neck so hard that he almost broke his neck bones.

In an instant, this was the best commander and the most capable minister of Khitan at this time. He resolved the dispute between the ancestors and grandsons of Yelu Ruan and Shulu Ping in history, put down the rebellion in Huoshendian, and supported the two terms of Liao Mu Zong Yelv Jing and Jing Zong Yelv Xian.

The emperor's great hero.

After the five dynasties of Liao Taizu, Taizong, Shizong, Mu Zong and Jingzong, the Liao clan had made great contributions to conquering the sixteen states of Yanyun for the Liao Kingdom. His brains were split open by the hammer and he died on the spot!

"Do it!" Zhang Xibao roared at A Luojun and others. Two hundred people suddenly attacked at the same time, stabbing with spears and hammering. The Khitans who were caught off guard suffered heavy casualties.

Zhang Xibao rode his horse around the Khitans at high speed, firing his bow from left to right, and in just ten seconds, he shot at least ten of them off their horses.

The rest of the people were also extremely brave. In order to dress up like the Khitans, they did not wear Hexi's unique cloth-covered iron armor, or even pierced armor, because it was not realistic, so they only had thin leather armor.

We must defeat the Khitans in front of us as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the Khitan people had already been frightened out of fear. After Yelu Sizhong and A Luocha worked together to eliminate all six of Yelu's house guards, the Khitan people's resistance immediately collapsed.

The frightened Khitan cavalry rushed to take off the armor they had just put on, and the light cavalry ran away to the north.

Yelv Sizhong, who was covered in blood, jumped off his horse and chopped off the head of Yelu Wuzhi, whose brains were bleeding all over the floor. The others were laughing and grabbing any small representative objects on Yelu Wuzhi's body.

This is all proof of meritorious service, a witness that can be bragged about decades later.

Yelu Sizhong wrapped his head in Yelu's robe and hung it on the side of his horse. He sighed softly, "Dad Xiangwen, you want to be a Khitan, but a certain family doesn't want to be a Khitan."

Zhang Xibao raised his head, glanced greedily at the Tucheng with the Emperor of Liao's umbrella on the hill, and shook his head with great determination.

"The emperor's palace troops of the Liao Kingdom have begun to gather together. There don't seem to be many people in the raid this time. Let's go north to harass the 6,000 people who are holding back that bastard Gaosong."

Yelvwuzhi is finished, so now the only ones in the Liao army that still have combat effectiveness are the two or three thousand elite soldiers of Emperor Yelu Ruan's Yelu Hanerduo and the thousands of Gaosong soldiers who have not experienced the disastrous defeat in Yanshi City.

Zhang Xibao made the right decision and did not have greed to kill the emperor of a country.

Although the two hundred soldiers under his command were reluctant, none of them disobeyed the military orders. They all put on Khitan armor, tied red ropes on their arms, and ran towards the North Camp where the Takamatsu tribe was located.

This proves that they are a disciplined, even disciplined team.

Just when Yelu Sizhong was hammering Yelu's house hostages, the second wave of key assault teams sent by Zhang Zhang, including Murong Yanzhao and Zhao Yanjin, also arrived.

Unlike Li Cunhui's troops, who set fires, killed people and caused great panic everywhere, they were specially sent to look for any Khitan generals who dared to assemble.

As long as they see someone gathering, they will immediately rush to break up the formation and collapse any possible resistance of the Khitan people.

Amidst the blood and fire, crying and shouting, Zhang Hao watched with cold eyes Yelu Ruan on Tucheng hurriedly asked people to lower the umbrella cover symbolizing the emperor, and then countless people ran in and out, as if preparing to break out of the encirclement.

This earthen city was built at a high place, so it was indeed convenient to monitor the people below, but there was no obstacle when looking from below.

Finally, after the Tucheng gate opens, the time has come

If Yelu Ruan had his two or three thousand men line up to defend, Zhang Gao's five hundred men wouldn't be able to attack him, but if he wanted to run away, it would be much easier.

'Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The long bull horn sounded, Zhang Gao stepped onto Zidian, wearing an ocher yellow cotton armor, and beside him was his most elite Kanshandu Wubai Guiyilang.

And in Zhang Zhou, those who received the title of Gui Yilang were all the elite of Zhang Zhou's army.

Among the 500 people, more than 300 were brought back from Anxi by Zhang Zhi, and 25 of them were even his confidants Yuan Cong.

The others are also the Bashmi people, a private tribe adopted by Zhang Zhang as the Great Khan, and the Nestorian knights from Suiye.

Cui Huxin brought Han'er from the Liugu tribe, Dunhuang Zhang, Cao, Yin and Luo, the four major surnames.

As well as the warriors of various tribes who came down from the Qingtang Plateau and regarded him as a god and Buddha.

"The northern captives have been rampant and have caused harm to the world for decades. Today they will be destroyed in our hands. All you gentlemen, please follow me and capture the captive leader alive!"

Zhang Hao shouted loudly, and Wuhun Guiyilang mounted his horse almost at the same time. They formed a rugby-shaped formation with two sharp ends and a full middle.

"Saint, please be the vanguard and destroy the large formation of captives and cavalry!"

Zhang Zhaojie (Qiongre Duojin) rode his horse to the front of the formation. At the same time, the surrounding knights squeezed Zhang Zhao into the middle of the formation, preventing him from rushing to the front.

"Okay! If you have more money, you can be a pioneer."

Zhang Gao knew that the five hundred Gui Yilang would definitely not let him charge at the front. If he forced himself to be at the front, it might affect their battle, so Zhang Gao did not insist on charging by himself.

"Where is my son Jiye?" But in this case, it would be necessary to arrange a candidate. Zhang Hao loudly called Yang Jiye.

"My son is here!" Yang Jiye quickly rode forward.

The fifteen-year-old Yang Laoling had actually participated in seven or eight large and small battles, but all of them were playing side drums and playing soy sauce. Attacking as the main force like today was still a scene of capturing the king of a great country alive, but he had never experienced it, so he was extremely worried.

Excited.

"Do you dare to stand on the left wing of the army?"

This left wing is not located on the left, but serves as the commander of the marksman team on the left side of the team.

The function of the setting is to lead the people to the left to disperse and shoot the enemy's important officers and warriors when the army rushes forward. Only those with superb riding skills, superb archery skills, and extremely strong psychological quality will not be able to do this.

Yang Jiye didn't expect that his adoptive father would entrust him with such an important responsibility. He was trembling with excitement. He stood up on his horse and shouted, "How dare you! I am willing to capture the prisoner alive for you!"

"Zhang Cheng, this right wing is yours!"

Zhang Gao summoned another strong general, Zhang Cheng and Zhang Xibao. These two men were Zhang. They could be said to be the bravest warriors that Zhang Gao gathered after taking control of Liangzhou.

Zhang Cheng was particularly calm and prudent. During the siege of Xiazhou in the past, in four months, he shot and killed 140 members of the Dangxiang Army in Lu's car alone. He couldn't have done it without two brushes.

"I obey your Majesty's order!" Zhang Cheng never spoke much. After hearing the order, he went to the right wing with a few personal followers.

Horse hooves came in formations, as fast as rolling thunder, from nine days ago. Zhang Gao ordered his men to play the silver-white gold-tasseled banner that symbolized the commander-in-chief. The five hundred horsemen crowded together tightly and headed north out of Tucheng.

Yelu Ruan left with two thousand and five hundred Hanerduo.

This was so conspicuous that even on the chaotic battlefield, it was enough to attract the attention of many people. Of course, Yelvruan and the Yelvhanerduo who were about to run sneakily also saw it.

Yelu Ruan wanted to run away, so of course he wouldn't get into trouble with Zhang Hao, and of course he didn't know the strength of these 500 people.

So Yelv Ruan, who was in command next to Yelu Ruan, waved his flag, and a group of five to six hundred palace cavalry rushed over to intercept them.

Zhang Gao sneered and asked the flag soldiers behind him to beat the special golden drum. After receiving the order, Yang Jiye and Zhang Cheng each led fifteen people to disperse.

These thirty-two horsemen carried strong bows and dispersed on both wings as soon as they left the formation.

Immediately afterwards, a precise rain of arrows hit, and the five hundred horses that came out of Yale Hall fell to the ground one after another.

Moreover, most of those who were shot were officers who were at the front or holding the line at both ends.

Yang Jiye and Zhang Cheng each shot at least six arrows in a row within an extremely short period of time, with almost no missed arrows.

The warriors behind him were similar. With more than two hundred arrows, they killed seventy or eighty people in just seven or eight breaths.

Such a killing effect was extremely terrifying. The five hundred and six Yehuerduo knights who rushed out immediately fell into panic.
To be continued...