Shangjing was still in great chaos.
The two sides in the confrontation were still evenly matched; Yelu Shilu's victory lay in the bravery of his generals. Mu Chen, Qiu Ku, Baiji Dorje, Yelu Malu and others were all brave generals who could defeat ten enemies at once.
One general fought desperately and the whole army went crazy. It was precisely because of the existence of these fierce generals and their determination to follow him till death that Yelu Shilu was able to barely withstand the attacks of Yelu Xiadi and Puguzhi.
However, Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Pugu were only two people, but they had the advantage of having more soldiers.
Yelu Xiadi also had an elite Pi Shi Army directly under his command. During the confrontation with Yelu Shilu, this elite Pi Shi Army followed him without hesitation and went through life and death with him.
Yelu Puguji not only had the support of the six tribes of the Diela tribe, but also the Yuewu, Wugu and other tribes, who led their troops to respond.
Battle after battle would always leave thousands of warriors' corpses lying on the central grassland. Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Pugu could afford such consumption, but Yelu Shilu really couldn't.
How could he afford to rely on the less than 10,000 elite soldiers from the Five Divisions brought by Yelu Malu? At this time, he finally thought of his second brother, Yelu Yanmu, who was leading the army outside.
As the saying goes, when a person is unlucky, he may choke when drinking cold water, or hit his heels when farting.
There is no doubt that Yelu Shilu has been plagued by bad luck and has had a bad year recently.
His favorite young wife was seduced into bed by his son; four fierce generals of his elite Pi Shi Army were killed, one half of them.
Then came the rebellion of Ni Nizi and the attack of his old enemy Orido. All these things almost made him think that he had already been deserted by everyone and was the enemy of the whole world.
Now, having suffered heavy casualties, he thought of his second brother Yelu Yanmu again. However, after some investigation, he heard another shocking news: Heshuo had sent troops.
His second brother, Yelu Yanmu, was defeated in the Huangshui area and his army was routed thousands of miles away.
How could he not be shocked when his second brother, whom he had been waiting for for a long time and even brought in as reinforcement, and his tens of thousands of palace troops were quietly wiped out by the Heshuo army
Even now, if Yelu Yanmu leads his army back, how many brave warriors of the enemy's palace army will be left
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the elite troops of Heshuo actually attacked near Shangjing; and these Khitan nobles knew nothing about it. If he had not deliberately tracked down Yelu Yanmu's movements, they would probably have been kept in the dark as well.
As soon as he received the news, Yelu Shilu immediately sent people to Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Puguzhi to explain the situation, intending to stop fighting and make peace with the other side and unite against foreign enemies.
But how could Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Pugu, who received this news, easily believe what Yelu Shilu said
They have barely maintained the current situation with the lives of countless warriors. Is it possible that Yelu Shilu wants them to stop fighting and make peace with just one sentence
Once peace is made, giving Yelu Shilu the opportunity to calmly dispatch troops from other places, the two of them will be ready to starve; by that time, it is estimated that there will be no northwest wind to starve.
However, Yelu Xidi and the other two were not without some concerns. They were also worried. What should they do if the Heshuo army really attacked Shangjing
They are now engaged in an internal conflict, and both sides are almost in a real fight. It is no exaggeration to say that both sides are hurt. At this time, if the elite troops of Heshuo really attack, the blow they bring to both sides will undoubtedly be fatal.
Just when the three Khitan heroes were doubtful and unsure, thousands of troops came to the camp, roaring like tigers, and the situation changed.
Geng Yan and Zhu Ya finally decided to attack Shangjing.
The first to attack Shangjing were countless wild wolves, howling "Ao Ao..." and howling to the sky.
The sea rushed into Shangjing like a rising tide, biting anyone and tearing apart any animal it saw. As soon as it rushed into Shangjing, it caused countless casualties.
The Khitan people living in Shangjing would bite any living thing, whether it was the elderly, women, children, or babies.
Looking at the wolves running all over the ground with ferocious eyes, even the veterans who had been on many battles felt as if the world was coming to an end and their lives were uncertain.
While Yelu Shilu and Yelu Xiadi were confronting each other, they had to send out most of their elite troops to resist the oncoming wolves.
The entire Shangjing was instantly plunged into the danger of wolf infestation; thousands of wild wolves were killed by Khitan warriors. Of course, as the price of killing these wild wolves, the number of warriors on both sides was once again drastically reduced.
The battle between humans and wolves lasted for a whole day and night. Looking at Shangjing again, there were wolf corpses and wailing everywhere.
Poor Yelu Shilu, after wiping out the wolf pack, the elite troops under his command were less than two thousand, and most of the brave warriors among them had suffered varying degrees of injuries.
However, the situation of Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Pugu was much better. They had a large number of people to begin with, and after wiping out the wolves, they still had more than 20,000 strong troops.
In such a comparison, would Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Pugu still be polite to Yelu Shilu
Of course not. As soon as the battle with the wolves ended, the two of them led their troops to attack Yelu Shilu without stopping. They took advantage of your illness to kill you, giving full play to the ruthless strategy of either you die or I live.
With less than 2,000 remnants of soldiers, Yelu Shilu was no match for Puguji and Yelu Xiadi. He was beaten back step by step by the two heroes and retreated to Orudo, where he struggled to his death.
But at this moment, Zhu Ya and Geng Yan led their troops to attack.
The main purpose of the Heshuo army's march northward this time was to divert the attention of most of the Khitan troops and share the pressure on Zhu Li; they never thought of attacking cities and strongholds, and expelling the Khitans from the Huangshui and Tuhe areas. Their main focus was still on destruction.
After receiving the news of the internal strife among the Khitans, although Geng Yan, Zhu Ya and others were hesitant and very puzzled about the many unreasonable things that happened to Wang Yueyao, it was only her after all.
No matter what, the credibility of Guiwei is still trustworthy.
What's more, for an important event like this that concerns Zhu Li's life and death and the conquest of a powerful tribe in the northern border grasslands, there would naturally be more than one person sent by the Ghost Guard to convey the message to Geng Yan.
When Ghost Guards came one after another to deliver messages, and the information they provided was all pretty much the same, Geng Yan finally put his mind at ease. This famous general in history immediately broke camp, led 50,000 elite troops from Heshuo, mobilized countless Wolf Guards, and rushed directly to Shangjing.
While Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Shilu were fighting to the death, this Heshuo army, like a heavenly army, rushed into Shangjing like a ferocious wolf rushing into a flock of sheep.
With Geng Yan as the commander-in-chief, the order he issued was "take what you can, and destroy everything that cannot be taken away"; as for those nobles and ordinary herdsmen, those who were able to escape could only be said to be lucky.
The God of Killing Geng Yan went to war, and he did so with Zhu Li's tacit approval. How could this ruthless man show mercy
After being raided by the elite troops of Heshuo, Shangjing was filled with wailing and corpses everywhere. It was a miserable scene that would leave even a brave person with a lingering fear and cause them to toss and turn for days, haunted by nightmares.
Zhu Li, with the attitude of blood for blood, tooth for tooth, ordered Geng Yan to attack the Khitan; and Geng Yan was a fierce general who advocated killing, so it was not surprising that such a situation occurred.
Such a blow was devastating for the Khitans. At the critical moment of the nation's survival, Yelu Xiadi and Yelu Puguzhi no longer cared about Yelu Shilu and others.
The two men immediately turned their attacks around, led more than 20,000 elite cavalry, and quickly attacked Geng Yan's army that had invaded Shangjing.
More than 20,000 Khitan elites, almost all of whom were filled with grief and indignation for the tragic deaths of their loved ones and a desire for revenge, rushed forward in an undoubtedly crazy and brutal manner.
But would Geng Yan care when faced with these Khitan elites who had lost their loved ones and were fighting to the death
If it were in the past, when the elite troops from the Central Plains went north to attack the Di people, they would have had a headache facing so many elite Khitan cavalrymen, with thousands of horses galloping and scimitars charging like waves.
But now, these people are no longer a concern.
The earth is roaring and the fields are vibrating.
When the Khitan cavalry's curved swords surged towards the Heshuo army like waves, Zhu Ye
He swung the Overlord Spear in his hand and was about to lead the Heshuo Yue cavalry to charge head-on.
"Second General, wait a minute!" Just as Zhu Ya was about to ride his horse out, Geng Yan suddenly spoke up and stopped him.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Ya was puzzled. "If we don't charge now, when they get closer, our Yueqi brothers won't be able to charge forward."
"How can the cavalry cause the greatest damage without the momentum of charging? Do you understand the art of war?"
It is no wonder that Zhu Ya was anxious. In the era of cold weapons, cavalry would start charging at an appropriate distance, rushing and ramming, and knocking the enemy to the ground in an instant.
Once that momentum is created, it will scare other enemies to death; the enemy's morale will drop a lot in an instant. In this way, the subsequent cavalry can naturally defeat the enemy in one blow when they rush forward.
The Yue cavalry in Heshuo were often at war with the Di people. In terms of individual combat capability, they were no less capable than the elite warriors of the Khitans. With the convenience of armor, they were even three points better.
Zhu Ya had the confidence to face the enemy cavalry head-on.
But the current situation was obviously unusual. The elite cavalry led by Yelu Xiadi and Puguzhi's eyes instantly turned red as soon as they saw the tragic scene like hell that they had created.
The Khitans did not show any mercy when they massacred the Han people; now, the Han people killed the Khitans without mercy either.
Looking across the entire Shangjing, wherever the Heshuo army passed, there were corpses everywhere and blood flowing everywhere. Regardless of age, everyone was killed.
When the Khitan warriors personally felt the grief of their loved ones being slaughtered, I wonder if they ever thought about how heartbroken the relatives of the Han people must have been when they wantonly slaughtered the Han people when they went south to plunder
There is an ancient military proverb that says that an army that mourns will win. Great sorrow and pain can indeed boost the morale of ordinary soldiers to the highest point.
The morale of those Khitan warriors who were charging forward undoubtedly rose to the highest point after seeing the scene of corpses lying all over the ground. Their momentum was like a river flowing eastward, endless and powerful to the sky.
If Zhu Ya did not grasp the distance of the charge at this time, it would inevitably bring heavy casualties to the Heshuo Army. He was absolutely unwilling to pay this price.
But just when he was about to charge, Geng Yan stopped him. No wonder he was so impatient and angry.
Geng Yan ignored Zhu Ye's impatience and said solemnly: "Second General, have you forgotten that my subordinates are not just Yueqi?"
"We are fully equipped with sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, and archers. How dare the enemy rush up so recklessly? Let them see the sharp weapons of Heshuo."
"A sharp weapon?" Zhu Qia was stunned when he heard that and couldn't help but look at the other party in surprise.
Seeing the other party's puzzled expression, Geng Yan didn't say much, he just shouted loudly: "Sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, two by two, raise shields, hold spears, step forward to defend, and prepare for shooting."
Before the voice fell, thousands of sword and shield soldiers and thousands of spearmen immediately responded to the order and rushed forward rapidly. Beside each sword and shield soldier there was a burly guard holding a spear.
The sword and shield soldier raised the huge shield in his hand that was as tall as a man, and immediately hid himself and his comrade with the spear behind the shield.
If you look from the front, you can only see a large shield as tall as a person, with a sharp spear exposed and tilted at about 60 degrees, pointing directly at the Khitan cavalry rushing towards you.
Of course, these are not the things that Zhu Ya is most concerned about. What Zhu Ya is most concerned about are the archers on foot. Each of them holds a giant crossbow half a person's height in front of them.
Zhu Ya was not unfamiliar with such a giant crossbow. This was a powerful weapon that had been hidden by his elder brother for a long time, the Zhuge Crossbow.
Each giant crossbow can fire twenty arrows continuously. Although it is not as powerful as the machine guns of later generations, it is still the most powerful continuous-fire weapon at present.
Looking at those archers, Zhu Ya's originally slightly frowned brows suddenly relaxed, and his confused eyes suddenly radiated dazzling light like a little sun rising into the sky, and seemed to carry a hint of longing and expectation.