Looking at the blood red glow in the sky, Xia Shuzheng patted the black horse and then looked at Yang Zhao standing in front of him like a statue.

The solemn cavalry were densely arranged in the forest, and the cold gun blade reflected the gorgeous sunrise shining in the forest. Although they had only rested for two hours, the soldiers\' eyes were full of excited bloodthirsty light.

Waiting for the city gate to open, waiting for the man standing in the front to lead them to another victory.

Yang Zhao looked at the soldiers at the end of the city yawning, stretching and half squinting, looked around, and then walked down the tower with a long gun in his hand. When the city gate creaked open, he vigorously raised his long gun and slapped it on the horse\'s arm, and the black horse shot out like an arrow.

Push the door open, and the yawning soldier didn\'t open his eyes. He felt as if he had turned over. The sky was turning over, and then he saw his body that had lost its head.

Hunyuan county did not have many guards, and 1000 guards were cleaned up in less than two quarters of an hour.

Robbed the grain, polluted the water source, burned the granary without any stop, and 20000 cavalry rushed directly to Guangling, which was their goal.

From Hunyuan to Guangling County, there is a highland mountain range. Along the way, the gorge meanders and fluctuates. The green peaks on both sides of the gorge overlap, and the mountain springs gather into a stream. Various forms of peaks stand in it. The spring is thick in the forest, the mountain flowers are in full bloom, and animals such as foxes and roe deer are moving in the streams.

The cavalry formation, led by scouts who had already explored the road, galloped from the mountain path, startling waves of mountain birds.

Yang Zhao drove his horse to follow the scouts, climbed mountains and streams, and the speed of the horse kept unchanged. When he saw it, he suddenly became cheerful, but he crossed the mountains. In front of him was Guangling\'s Huliu River Wetland and Guangling basin.

"General!" Running up a horse from the foot of the mountain, the plainclothes scout immediately shouted, "Guangling\'s garrison is out of the city!"

Yang Zhao looked at the direction of Guangling county and said, "take a rest on the spot for two quarters of an hour! Drink water, eat and urinate quickly!"

Guangling\'s Garrison has more than 10000 troops, which are also the subordinates of Yuzhou yeluqi. They must go out of the city to support Yuzhou. The New Army crossing the mountains from Jinpo pass is afraid to have fought with the Yuzhou army.

"Just in time, we don\'t need to attack the city." Xia Shuzheng is right in eating bread and drinking water.

Yang Zhao smiled. He never thought of attacking Guangling county. The two cities in front of him were attacked unprepared, and he calculated that Shan Fu would not be so anxious to siege him if he wanted to eat him. However, the city wall of Guangling county is solid and close to Weizhou. He just wants to destroy their living forces and will not attack such troublesome cities.

"The scenery here is good. I\'ll bring Qingyu to play when I\'m free." Yang Zhao took out a cake from the cloth bag on his horse\'s back, bit it, and did not dismount, staring down the mountain.

"Will you come back?" Xia Shuzheng paused and asked.

Yang Zhao didn\'t answer with a smile. He grew up in heishuiguan since he was a child and participated in hundreds of battles, large and small. Many brothers and friends who grew up together and fought side by side are buried in this place. If there is no souvenir, it\'s impossible. Some things have melted into his bones and blood, so six years ago, he came back without hesitation, but he almost lost the most important person, who is more important than his bones and blood than his life. Since the age of 12, he has worked hard for Dazhou and heishuiguan for more than ten years. After fighting this war, he can explain to Dazhou the responsibility he bears. In the future, he only hopes to accompany that person. Life is her person, and death is her person.

The new army of Zhao family is a pit, and Xiao Sui also dug a pit, but so what? Let me show you how strong the army of Yang Zhao and heishuiguan is!

"Marshal!" Zhao Mingliang\'s staff shook their fans and said easily, "over the mountains in front, we can get out of Xinzhou, and one day we can enter the Yuzhou plain. Congratulations to the marshal for taking the Yuzhou people!"

After looking at the army formation behind him as if he couldn\'t see his head, Zhao Mingliang turned his mouth up and laughed. In order to prevent Xiao Sui from playing tricks, he left half of his people in Guizhou to confront Xiao Sui\'s Guizhou camp, and only brought 150000 elite to Weizhou. After Weizhou was surrounded by the new army, 150000 people there would pretend to be attacked by Xiao Sui and return to Youzhou, and they could retreat from Jinpo pass, so that he and Xiao Sui could benefit without losing any troops, As for the troops of Shuozhou and Yunzhou, they will naturally pick up Yang Zhao who is trapped in Ying county or Guangling county.

"Dong Dong!" The dull war drums sounded from the mountains in the distance, and the sound formed a continuous echo between the valleys, which was deafening.

Zhao Mingliang\'s face suddenly changed. Seeing a scout\'s horse galloping in the distance, he quickly waved and shouted, "stop moving!"

"Marshal!" The Scout shouted, "there is an ambush! There is an ambush in front!"

Zhao Mingliang\'s face turned white, and he heard a fast horse from the rear team calling all the way: "Marshal Marshal!"

"Why panic!" Zhao Mingliang shouted.

auzw. "Xinzhou! The Liao army of Xinzhou camp is out!" Shouted the Scout.

Team Wuli was immediately in a panic.

Good you Xiao Sui!

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" Zhao Mingliang shouted.

"Marshal, what about the new army in Weizhou?!" Gao Wenhe hurried nearby. Now retreat, and you have to face the army of Xinzhou behind. There are 150000 troops here. Even if there is an ambush in front, it is a plain to rush through this mountain. You can still fight with the new army when you join it.

"They can\'t beat 50000 people with 100000 people!" Zhao Mingliang turned his horse\'s head and said, "we can\'t be made dumplings. Get out!" I\'m kidding. My hundreds of thousands of troops are going to seize the country. How can I be consumed by Xiao Sui here.

The front team changed into the rear team, and the order to retreat immediately caused chaos to the army.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Mingliang really retreated!" The general of the Liao army ran up the hill and shouted.

Xiao Sui lay on the cushion and looked at the green in the valley. He snorted and said, "Chen Rui, go after him."

"Yes!" Chen Rui answered, rolled over and mounted the horse, and ran down from the top of the mountain with his entourage.

"King..." Xiao Sui, who had no desire to get up, wiped his sweat and called.

"There are too many soldiers in the Zhao family. If you eat hard, you will bite back. One day, let\'s eat the 100000 people in Weizhou," Xiao Sui threw a stone down the valley and said, "just in time, I\'ll also meet Yang Zhao."

The grayish brown army brought bursts of dust, and it was the brilliant spring flowers that were trampled into mud by the hurried horseshoes.

Lying on the big tree at the edge of the forest, looking at the army of tens of thousands of people running wildly and howling with evil spirit, Ying Jiu suddenly felt a little uncertain whether it was right or wrong for him to send Ling Qingyu over. Can Yang Zhao win?

"Nine?" The army in front shook the big tree where they were. Seeing that Ying Jiu\'s face was pale, the beady sweat on his face rolled down, and his lips were almost bitten and bleeding, Ling Qingyu gave a cry of worry.

"Nothing!" Ying Jiu answered with a reassuring smile, and touched the medicine bag. She chose between the remaining three pills in it, and still withdrew her hand. Now it\'s not the time for the final battle. No matter how painful it is, she can endure it. Let\'s save it for the last time.

The grayish brown army of the Liao army had just passed, and the ground had not stopped shaking. A more violent vibration sounded, and the roar of Horseshoes came from a distance. On the horizon, it seemed as if a red cloud had passed, and rushed towards the rear of the Liao army.

There was a man in the red cloud, black horse and red armor. The red cloak floated in a straight line in the gallop, and the silver gun in his hand shone with dazzling light in the spring sunshine in the afternoon.

The advancing Liao army turned in panic, and the infantry spears were placed on the shield, forming a line of defense layer by layer. The cavalry who had run to the front also turned around to reverse, but was blocked by the infantry.

"Poop poop!" The arrow rain from the powerful crossbow shot down the Liao army in front, and the Liao army behind was still eager to fill the gap in the future. A black horse had jumped up high. Immediately, the long gun in the knight\'s hand whirled left and right like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, sweeping the crowded Liao army away. When the black horse landed, the knight\'s left hand knife and right hand silver gun stabbed and swept, killing the surrounding Liao soldiers out of an open space.

Then more Knights leaped into the Liao army group, the spear was cold and shining, and the waist knife brought out a round of blood.

The weak defense line of the Liao army was immediately torn, and the soldiers who had no time to escape were directly trampled under the horses rushing from behind.

The leading red armor knight was like an invincible knife, and the silver gun shone with the cold light of death in the sunlight, leading the cavalry behind to cut the Liao soldiers like a cake. When the cavalry behind rushed into the battlefield, it seemed to be a unilateral massacre.

The man\'s moves were not like their exquisite martial arts moves, but wide open and wide closed. With an extension and a contraction, the spear pierced a little cold light, and the palm turned, the spear danced a great harm to Hua Lun, making the enemies around him fall to the ground like cut rice.

Even Lu Yao, the most skillful among them, could not harvest human lives in such a crowd calmly and freely.

For the first time, Ying Jiu paid tribute to Yang Zhao, which is the respect of martial artists for the strong.

In this way, even if I die, he will be able to protect her back.