The gunshots were still ringing, but fewer and fewer enemies fell down. The Khitan cavalry had changed their tactics. Instead of using dense formation charges, they chose loose teams and easily did not enter the range of the muskets. They chose to shoot with bows and arrows and launch long-range attacks.

The Khitans with skilled archery skills can shoot 100 steps away, and the effective range of the Song Dynasty fire gun is also between 100 and 120 steps. This is a even-match battle.

The Khitans had the advantage of speed. They were sometimes dispersed and sometimes gathered. As long as they seized the opportunity, they would have a fierce attack. When they encountered a counterattack, they would retreat immediately, without giving the Song army a chance to kill the enemy... In this way, after more than 20 guards around Zhao Shu were injured. Although it did not affect their combat effectiveness, the sky gradually dimmed and the cold wind blew.

Standing in the middle of the military formation, Zhao Shu felt a bone-broken cold.

He is now in a surround and cannot break out at all. If it gets dark and the temperature drops, they don’t have tents and sleeping bags to keep warm, and they may be in the vast snowy field, frostbite, or even die!

Zhao Shu understood why the master was so careful. Even if he had an absolute advantage, he had to be cautious. The risk of war was too great. Take them as an example. The biggest enemy was not the Khitans, but the terrible weather!

"Your Majesty, you can't wait any longer!"

He stood up with the imperial equipment and said anxiously: "In another half an hour, it will be dark. The reinforcements from Juyong Pass have not arrived yet... If it is at night, you really can't run away! Please get on your horse immediately, and I will escort Your Majesty back to Pass!"

Zhao Shu is still unwilling to give up!

"We were not defeated. If we ran away like this, the Khitans would suffer greater losses!"

He felt warm in his heart with the imperial equipment, and he showed a relieved smile, "Sage, I have only one responsibility, that is, to protect Your Majesty. The losses are not something I consider!"

As he said that, he suddenly winked at the other three with imperial equipment. These people gathered together, raised Zhao Shu and hugged him on the horse. The three with imperial equipment greeted half of the guards, one by one and two horses, broke through to Juyongguan in the southeast direction!

There were only one with imperial equipment, and there were less than 100 people, including dozens of wounded soldiers. They no longer had war horses, and only had a musket and a waist knife in their hands!

Laugh loudly with the equipment!

"Brothers, you are good guys and can't be afraid. Let's fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

...

The guards made a thunderous sound, and everyone was ready to face the battle, like nails, nailed in the middle. The Khitans found that half of the guards were about to run, and immediately rushed up from all directions.

But the first thing they have to face is the desperate guards!

Gunshots kept ringing, and rows of Khitans fell down, but then more people rushed up, and only one hundred people could not form a complete battle formation.

Moreover, when there were many fierce battles, many soldiers' hands were frozen to no avail. The movements were slow, the muskets became weaker and weaker, and the Khitan soldiers rushed up like a tide, and bloody battles were inevitable.

He gritted his teeth with the imperial equipment, and he suddenly pulled out his sword!

"Come on, die!"

The sound of wind blew past Zhao Shu's ears, and tears burst out from the corners of his eyes, which quickly freeze. He wanted to cry. On weekdays, he had not even seen the guards, at this moment, without hesitation, sacrificed their lives to die just for him to survive!

Zhao Shu vaguely remembered that the voluntary equipment that took the initiative to break the back was just married three months ago... The reason why he chose to stay was because the other three were bachelors. His wife was pregnant and he could die calmly. The choice of the warrior was that simple...

"I, I feel ashamed of the soldiers!"

Zhao Shu felt his heart tightening, as if he couldn't breathe and was about to suffocate.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves appeared in front of him, and the guards immediately raised their muskets and prepared to face the enemy... Fortunately, the Song army came to pick up their troops, which looked like more than a thousand people.

The generals in charge immediately rolled down their war horses when they saw Zhao Shu!

"I am late to save the Lord, please atone for your sins!"

Zhao Shu took a deep breath and suddenly yelled the next second, "Full down, follow me to kill the enemy!"

After saying that, he turned around, rode his horse and whipped it, and then killed him back!

The soldiers were frightened and quickly climbed onto the war horse.

Just kidding, if His Majesty makes any mistakes, he will not be able to bear to chop them up!

The soldiers chased after they ran back for more than ten miles, and the shouts of killing continued... The Khitans had divided the guards and surrounded them, and the muskets had lost their function. They could only use their swords to face the enemy, but even so, none of them retreated!

kill!

Keep swinging the knife, and the breath is still there, and the battle is endless!

For Your Majesty, for the Song Dynasty!

A strong and passionate man!

Three arrows had been inserted into the body with the imperial equipment, and three fingers were thrown in his left hand. He was still fighting fiercely... In the setting sun, his whole body was shining in a burst of blood, like a burning sun, they were really fighting hard!

"kill!"

Zhao Shu used all his life to let out the strongest roar.

He held a short musket in one hand and a sword in the emperor in the other, and rushed down suddenly. The three imperial equipment could not stop him. He could only follow closely and pray to heaven to bless His Majesty.

Zhao Shu's eyes were red at this time, and several Khitan cavalry appeared on his face. He didn't know what was going on. He subconsciously raised his hand and the musket sounded. Most of the heads of the person on the opposite side flew, red, white, and flying all over the sky!

The Khitan cavalry next to him were still stunned. Zhao Shu's emperor sword passed through his neck, and the war horse ran wildly. Without any effort, it could create a terrible wound. Blood gushed out like water, and Zhao Shu's neck was also splashed with blood.

At this moment, Zhao Shu finally realized that this was the truly cruel battle!

He hesitated a little and had no idea how much he thought about it, and immediately rushed towards the Khitan cavalry.

...

"It's ridiculous, it's simply ridiculous. Your Majesty has left, why don't you know how to report it!"

The soldiers in Changping camp were also full of grievances. His Majesty repeatedly reminded him that he would not disturb the people or affect military affairs. How could they disobey the imperial edict?

Wang Ning'an knew Zhao Shu so well. Eighty-mostly this boy couldn't stand the loneliness and ran out of the Great Wall... He went to school with Gou Yaer and studied the same thing. Gou Yaer is now killing and slashing and having a lot of fun. It is said that he will write letters to Zhao Shu every month to show off. Do you think the little emperor can sit still?

"Oh, it's all my fault for being careless!"

"Select the troops!"

Wang Ning'an immediately chased out of Juyong Pass with 3,000 people. They had a long time left... Because Zhao Shu had fewer people, he ran faster. When Wang Ning'an arrived, the soldiers of Juyong Pass reported that it was the scouts of the Song Dynasty outside the pass that they fought with the Khitans, and the generals guarding the city had already gone to pick them up.

Wang Ning'an shook his head in anger. No need to ask, it was probably Zhao Shu!

"Out of the city!"

When Wang Ning'an arrived, it was completely dark and the battle outside the pass was over.

Zhao Shu squatted on the ground, silently looking at every sacrificed guard. He wanted to engrave all his faces in his mind. These were warriors who died for him!

The one with the imperial equipment was not dead, but he lost one eye, lost three fingers, two deep bone-sighted wounds behind him, and a terrible wound on his chest.

Only an iron man can keep his breath!

Zhao Shu grabbed his intact hand and whispered: "Recover your wounds well. When the wounds are healed, follow me to kill the enemy. Next time... I, I will not leave you behind!"

He opened his eyes wide with his imperial equipment, "Ahem, I can still follow me, Your Majesty?"

"Well, as long as you want, everyone is brother!"

After a brief silence, a violent cheer suddenly sounded!

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

Zhao Shu's face surged with a rosy look. In the battle just now, he slaughtered five Khitan soldiers, and his arm was also scratched by a knife. Although he was not injured, it was so hot that it was very uncomfortable.

A man should drive 100,000 soldiers to dominate the world. Taizu and Taizong were both defeated by one sword and one sword. I have nothing to do!

Zhao Shu was filled with passion, but when he turned around, he saw a figure with a serious expression staring at him under a torch, Zhao Shu trembled for no reason!

He hurried over, as if he had made a mistake in the elementary school student.

"Master...Disciple!"

Wang Ning'an reached out to stop Zhao Shu, and he suddenly smiled, "Your Majesty is brave and good at fighting, and he looks down on his face, which is really gratifying." Zhao Shu didn't know whether to praise him or hurt him, so he could only smile dryly and not speak.

Wang Ning'an squatted down, reached out and tore a Khitan soldier's armor, and took a torch. He looked closer and saw a look of surprise.

"Please see your Majesty."

Zhao Shu also leaned over and saw a cow-head tattoo on the chest of the Khitan soldiers. When they looked at their shirts, they were all the best silk, with dark flower python patterns on them...

"Master, what does this mean?"

Wang Ning'an took a deep breath, "Your Majesty, the totem of the Khitan is a blue cow and a white horse... Those who can tattoo cow heads on their bodies must be the upper layer of the Khitan, and the python pattern on their clothes further indicates that they should be the guards of the Khitan emperor, that is, the palace division army!"

"Ah!" Zhao Shu opened his mouth wide, "Master, so, I was fighting with us just now, which was not an ordinary Khitan scout?"

"Absolutely not!"

Wang Ning'an shook his head, "I just received a secret report. Yelu Hongji had already set out to Nabo a month ago, but according to my estimate, he should have arrived in Yunzhou!"

Zhao Shu was even more confused, Yelu Hongji is here!

Wouldn't that meant that he was fighting with the Khitan emperor just now!

Zhao Shu suddenly regretted this. Why didn’t he chase after him for a while? Why didn’t he kill all the other party? If Yelu Hongji was deposed, wouldn’t he win the battle directly?

Wang Ning'an smiled slightly, turned around and shouted loudly at the soldiers: "Your Majesty has just led the crowd and defeated the Khitan Emperor. Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live!"

The shouts rang out again, and the soldiers were immersed in joy... but Zhao Shu's face was a little pale, and he didn't say a word of blame, and he took the lead in cheering. This was not like the master's style...
Chapter completed!