The resistance in the village was extremely fierce. Even women, armed with hoes and rakes, fought desperately against the Liao soldiers who entered the village.

But it is a pity that, as Wang Jun said, as long as it is not a face-to-face fight, these people in the Gonglian Village can rely on the city wall to resist the enemy, but once they face each other, they are not on the same level at all.

Already.

The desperate resistance not only seemed more tragic, but also inspired the bestiality of the Liao people who came in.

Lu Chun felt a little disgusted when he saw a baby who was only a few years old being picked up high in the air by a Liao soldier with a spear. The child was not dead yet, and his hands and feet were twitching constantly.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching howl was heard. A man with ancient blood in the cold winter, holding a simple knife in his hand, escaped from the attack of two Liao soldiers and pounced on the man carrying the doll.

The Liao army swung their simple swords, and in an instant they became unstoppable. They forced the Liao soldiers into a panic, staggered, and fell to the ground.

The man held the knife with both hands and stabbed it down with all his strength.

Standing on the millstone, Abohe snorted coldly. He held the bow in his hand and picked up an arrow. In the middle of his breath, he bent the bow and set the arrow. In the sound of the arrow whistling, the arrow shot out of the air.

The moment the knife was about to fall, it had already pierced the man's chest.

The man looked up to the sky and fell, throwing the sword far away.

The Liao soldier who was forced to fall jumped up, angrily pulled out the sword from his waist, cut off the man's head with one blow, and walked towards Abohe with it in his hand.

"Thank you, General!" He raised his head and shook it.

Lu Chun could still see the unwillingness and anger in the dead man's wide eyes.

"Blow the trumpet, gather the troops and horses, it's time for us to leave!" Abohe shouted: "Let's do one more battle today, and then we can go back."

Amidst the sound of the horn, groups of Liao troops gathered from all corners of the village. Almost everyone had bulging clothes, and many people had cloth, chickens and ducks hanging on their horses.

Abohe glanced at it and didn't say much. These people were all under the command, not the palace army. It was impossible to go out and go back without grabbing something.

Abohe jumped down from the millstone and climbed onto his horse. Abohe took the lead and ran towards the outside of the village.

Although on the surface he dismissed Lu Chun's proposal, in fact Abhe, who was experienced in combat, knew very well that an attacker like him could never stay in one place for too long.

And he also estimated the distance from Tianmen Village to here, and the time was enough for him.

He also randomly selects the next target.

Just let the cavalry from Tianmen Village follow behind you!

If given the chance, Abohe wouldn't mind biting them again.

No matter how many Song people you kill, it would be better to kill some Song troops in Tianmen Village to relieve your anger!

As soon as they stepped out of the village, a scout was already running in the rain.

Abohe and Lu Chun frowned at the same time.

"General, Song army, Song cavalry!" the scout yelled.

Lu Chun was stunned and instinctively retorted: "How is that possible? Tianmen Village is at least fifty miles away from here. Did they fly here with wings?"

Estimating the time, from the time the wolf smoke was ignited to now, it is impossible for the cavalry from Tianmen Village to come over.

The scout glanced at Lu Chun, then turned to look at Abohe: "General, there are about a hundred cavalry. A whole team of Song Army cavalry."

"Who is the leader?" Lu Chun asked nervously.

"Look at the flag, it's a captain named Zhou!" the scout said.

"Zhou Huan!" Lu Chun breathed a long sigh of relief. One of the four generals of the Tianmen Village Horse Army seemed to be just patrolling. Wiping the rain on his face, Lu Chun felt a little angry. It should be the weather.

It rained suddenly, so the team was going to Gonglian Village to take shelter from the rain.

But Abohe laughed ferociously: "Yes, yes, they have a hundred cavalry, and we are also more than a hundred people, one on one. I want to see how powerful the soldiers of his Tianmen Village are?"

The Liao Army's cavalry was still very afraid of the Song Army's heavy infantry and crossbowmen, but when it came to cavalry, they were generally looked down upon.

In the battle on horseback, can the people of Song Dynasty compare with those of them who grew up on horseback?

As long as they are not attacking the Song Army's solid army, how can they be afraid of these three-legged cats in such a cavalry field battle?

"Throw away your baggage and prepare to fight!" Abohe shouted sharply.

Although it was the Touxia Army and could not be compared with the Gongfen Army and the Pishi Army, the overall military quality of the Liao soldiers was still there. Abohe gave an order, and everyone immediately threw away the things they had just grabbed.

All kinds of colorful things were immediately spread all over the floor.

Led by Abohe, everyone silently formed a charging military formation.

In their field of vision, the Song Army not far away had already appeared.

"Attack!" Without any hesitation, Abohe stirred up his horse and slowly moved forward.

Lu Chun also raised his knife, but he dropped it at the back of the team.

He is not a soldier, and his status is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He will not do it if he is asked to charge at the front, but he is also happy to follow behind and gain some advantages.

The Song army was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, Lu Chun's eyes widened.

The man who was charging at the front on the opposite side was tall and bearded, holding a long spear in his hand. Especially the war horse under his crotch, which was more than five feet tall and all black. Even on the Daliao side,

, is also a rare good horse.

"Damn it, this is Xiao Ding!" Lu Chun wailed in his heart, and glanced at Abohe and other Liao troops who had already raised their horses to full speed, knowing that it was too late to remind them now.

It is true that the opponent only has a hundred cavalry, but the Song Army cavalry with Xiao Ding and the Song Army cavalry without Xiao Ding are completely different things.

Then, Lu Chun saw another member of the army, General Song, who was following Xiao Ding.

His heart was completely cold.

That's Wang Jun.

General of the Tianmen Village Horse Army.

Another Song army warrior with a reputation among the Liao people.

Abo is finished.

Lu Chun quietly reined in his horse and slowed down, then turned its head and escaped to the side.

At this time, there were more than two hundred riders on both sides, each filled with anger, raising their horse speed to the highest speed, and launching the most deadly hedging. No one even noticed that Lu Chun had escaped.

Abohe has only heard of Xiao Ding's name, but has never met Xiao Ding's person.

He thought the bearded man in front of him was the so-called team general Zhou Huan.

In Xiao Ding's eyes, there was no such thing as Abohe at all. In his heart, this bitch was already a dead person.

Fifty steps later, the Liao people bent their bows and nocked arrows. The arrows whizzed through the rain curtain and shot at the Song army on the opposite side.

When it comes to cavalry and shooting skills, the Liao people are indeed unparalleled in the world, and the Song army's cavalry cannot catch up with them.

But since you can't catch up, there's no need to imitate others and force yourself to learn.

Song people had their own methods.

The first is to impose protection and reduce damage with better armor.

The second is to use the divine arm bow on horseback.

After loading the crossbow with arrows, put the God's Arm Bow on the horse for later use. It is purely a one-time item and is useless after shooting one arrow. At this time, you can only throw away the God's Arm Bow.

This type of fighting method is currently used by the cavalry under Xiao Ding in Tianmen Village. Among other armies, the divine arm bow is rarely equipped to the cavalry army. Even if it is equipped, no one is willing to throw it away after use.

There is no way the God-Arm Bow can shoot sixty or seventy arrows before there is a problem. Such a wealthy and powerful method is Xiao Ding's fault.

Of course, Xiao Ding is not really wealthy. However, in his daily correspondence with Xiao Cheng, he is deeply influenced by his second brother. The so-called money is just something external to the body. As long as a person is still alive, he can earn back anything. If he wins,

You can pick it up, and if you lose, you can grab it back later, or ask for it from the boss.

Xiao Ding was going to get it anyway.

But it is difficult to cultivate a mature cavalry soldier.

Xiao Ding ignored the Liao soldiers' feather arrows and did not even dodge them. He just lowered his head slightly. The other Song soldiers also ignored them.

This kind of cavalry bow, not to mention that it is useless against the special armor of generals like him, is also extremely limited in its lethality against the kind of iron armor worn by his soldiers, which was only common in the Song Dynasty.

There was a constant tinkling sound, which was the sound of arrows hitting the armor.

Seeing that the arrows were ineffective, Abohe's eyes changed color slightly.

At the speed of the confrontation between the two sides, he only had time to shoot this arrow. Now, he was the first to attack, and next, he would be baptized by the opponent's arrows.

In Liaodong, this was always the approach when dealing with the Jurchens.

However, Abhe made a mistake. His current opponent was a Song Dynasty person.

In his eyes, the Song people were much weaker than the Jurchens.

However, most of the Jurchen arrowheads were made of bone. Jurchen tribal leaders rarely had a pair of iron armor, but the Song people not only used divine arm bows, but even ordinary soldiers were equipped with iron armor.

Even the Liao people cannot compare with this.

Thirty steps later, Xiao Ding raised the divine arm bow in his hand.

A sharp whistle sounded, and more than a hundred crossbow arrows fired from the divine arm bow roared towards the Liao army.

As the magical weapon used by the Song Army to restrain the Liao Army, the Divine Arm Bow has always been a nightmare for the Liao people.

Within thirty steps, the Divine Arm Bow can penetrate even iron armor, not to mention the leather armor worn by these cavalrymen.

Abohe is still a capable general after all. Hearing the sharp whistling sound of the arrows shot from the divine arm bow, he knew something was wrong and immediately lowered his body. He hid in time, but the one rushing up from behind him

The Liao army was not so lucky.

The crossbow arrows fired from the Divine Arm Bow are much faster than ordinary bows and arrows.

The sound of screams and screams kept ringing, and the sound of horses falling from the ground kept ringing. Abohe, who was rushing in front, had no time to look back, because the bearded Song Army general who was rushing in the front had already arrived.
Chapter completed!