Wu Zhiying was full of resentment, but Li Dingguo did not give him a chance to complain and continued to order: "Gao Shilin, you will take four hundred cavalry and chase the fugitive Qing cavalry closely, and do not give them time and opportunity to regroup. Sun Bao, bring your people with you, and I will give you another two hundred cavalry. After crossing the pass, bypass the current Qing army from the north, without having to entangle with the defeated soldiers on the road, directly pursue the main force of the Qing army and prevent them from crossing the Whistle River. Tushan, bring your subordinates and eliminate the current Qing army before catching up."

The three of them asked no questions and immediately took the order and left.

After saying this, Li Dingguo did not stop, and rushed forward with a clamp on his horse's belly. His personal guard followed closely behind, with the huge Li-character flag waving in the wind, and the sound of gathering troops was heard all the way.

The soldiers around heard the sound and joined one after another, and soon gathered four or five hundred horsemen. The night was gone, only the sound of rolling horse hooves and dull fighting sounded in the quiet world.

Seeing Wu Zhiying's face turned pale, the deputy general next to him said, "General, then I..."

Wu Zhiying gritted his teeth and said, "Go with him and tell your brothers, don't let the majesty of my cavalry camp be ruined."

Lan Zhide bowed his hand, stepped onto the horse, waved his hand, and hurriedly followed dozens of riders around him.

The Keliao Army fought less than 4,000 cavalry. Among them, Li Dingguo directly controlled only more than a thousand cavalry, and the main force was the cavalry camp led by Wu Zhiying.

The two are not in harmony. If Li Dingguo directly commands, chaos will inevitably occur.

After all, by this moment, the entire army has become a mess, and they are all low-level generals such as general flags and small flag leaders who are directly commanding the battle. If they can finally catch up with the main force of the Qing army, these scattered cavalry will not be able to win. The army must assemble at the fastest speed to launch an attack on infantry that has the advantage of military strength.

At this time, the head of the Cavalry Camp needed to gather the low-level generals together. Wu Zhiying was kept by Li Dingguo's order, so he could only be his deputy Lan Zhide.

Lan Zhide was also very strange. He didn't know why Li Dingguo was so angry with Wu Zhiying. It is said that Wu Zhiying led the way and charged forward, even if he was useless, he should not have had any experience.

Li Dingguo's attitude was as cold as Wu Zhiying, and even he couldn't stand it. But unlike Wu Zhiying's nature, Lan Zhide was cautious and a little timid. He had never had contact with Li Dingguo, did not understand the other party's temperament, and did not dare to speak for Wu Zhiying. Instead, he felt that he should be more careful to avoid undesperate disasters.

Looking at Li Dingguo who had already walked away, Wu Zhiying had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only curse in his heart. There was a sound of fighting not far away, but the sound was getting lower and lower. He slowly sat down against a horse corpse, untied the bandage on his thighs, and the blood had solidified into pieces.

His personal soldiers called a medical officer, cleaned his wounds, and tied a clean strip of cloth again. "Fortunately, the bones were not damaged. General, don't worry, just take a few days to recuperate."

Wu Zhiying thanked him and said to his personal soldiers: "You don't have to stay here, go and help bring all the wounded soldiers here to facilitate medical treatment. At the same time, bring all the horses here and form a circle to guard against the attacks of the Qing army. Then collect some dry firewood and raise a fire."

As a native of Liaodong, Wu Zhiying was very clear about the weather in Liaodong. In such weather, staying in the wild at night and without the equipment to keep warm, people would be frozen to death.

The defeated soldiers of the Qing army were also a potential threat. Most of the soldiers had already pursued eastward. There were only nearly a hundred people who could pick up weapons to defend the enemy. The rest were wounded soldiers. If an enemy turned around, he must ensure that his army had the strength to protect himself.

Wu Zhiying was located on a hillside, and there happened to be a huge rock to block the wind. As the soldiers moved more wounded soldiers here, screams filled their ears one after another.

But in such a messy environment, Wu Zhiying slowly fell asleep. He was too tired, just like all the soldiers of the Cavalry Camp he led.

In the past few days, they have been running for hundreds of miles for emergency assistance, but after arriving, they have been in the wild and have not received enough rest. They have just experienced such fierce fighting.

Even the iron man can't stand it.

Now, Wu Zhiying is a little grateful to Li Dingguo for keeping him. Because with his injury, even if he gets on the horse, he may not be able to hold on for long.

He was dizzy and a shout woke him up instantly. "Lao Wu, wake up, the sun is shining on his butt."

Wu Zhiying's nerves tightened, and he opened his eyes immediately. His right hand unconsciously touched the long knife on his waist. It was Zarari. At this moment, his eyebrows and hair were covered with snowflakes, looking like a white-headed man. Wu Zhiying was stunned and turned around. It was still at night, but the snowflakes were floating in the wind, reflecting the entire sky. "How long have I been sleeping?"

The personal soldiers beside him replied, "It's been more than an hour."

Wu Zhiying nodded, stood up and asked, "Zarari, why are you here? Are reinforcements here?" As he said that, he looked around, but only saw a dozen strange faces.

Zalari patted the snow on his body, "After you received your news, General Zhao ordered the soldiers of the first battalion to abandon all their supplies and move quickly. At this moment, there is less than ten miles away from here. There is a battalion of infantrymen in the future, but the distance is far. I am responsible for exploring the way, but I didn't expect to see you lazy here. You shameless, General Li!"

After Han Yong left, Zalari was responsible for governing the few cavalry in southern Liaoning. After Wu Zhiying came to southern Liaoning, the two of them cooperated and had a good relationship.

As he said that, Zalari slapped Wu Zhiying on the shoulder. He staggered and pulled the wound. He grinned in pain. Zalari was stunned and hurriedly held him. "Why, are you injured?"

Wu Zhiying waved his hand and took a deep breath and said, "I don't know, General Li continues to pursue the Qing army in the direction of the Whistle River. The Qing army has strong combat power and suffered small losses. I am worried that his troops are insufficient, and reinforcements must arrive as soon as possible. Zalari, I'll go find General Zhao, you can continue to move forward, tell General Li about the reinforcements, and let him prepare early."

Zalari nodded, and stopped talking, and ran forward on his horse. However, with Wu Zhiying's insistence, he took away more than fifty riders who could still ride horses.

Wu Zhiying also turned around and headed west with two personal soldiers.

In the vast snowy field, some are fighting, some are escaping, some are chasing, and some are rushing on the way. Snowflakes are fluttering and the north wind is howling.
Chapter completed!